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Staying alive was never Jason's strong suit

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lmao me again, but what's your fave fic you've ever written?

I need somehting to read 🥺

Hey! So my fav fic that I've written is probably Begin Again. Short version is Percy and his son have to rebuild their lives after a monster attack results in losing Annabeth with kinda a Perpollo B plot.

Fav non-Perpollo fic (in case you want something a little different) is probably I'm Not Inclined to Resign to Maturity. Poseidon puts Triton on the case of the missing chocolate (and other food). Lots of sea fam shenanigans and non-binary Percy.

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Hello, lovely 🧡🧡🧡

What's up?

Hi! Not much aside from work (boring, I know). 💙 you?

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the wretched abomination known as the minotaur has discovered some chalk

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I love talking about who's the oldest and youngest of the big 3 kids because it depends on how we look at it because in order from oldest to youngest,

chronologically its

hazel, bianca, nico, thalia, percy, then jason

but then physically its

percy, Jason, thalia, nico, bianca, then hazel

and I think it's a little funny to think about all of them using the "well I'm older than you !!" excuse when they wanna do smth

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Himeros, god of unrequited love, charging into Percy's room and demanding that he take it back. Percy has no idea what he's talking about but fights off this raging cupid-like child, who keeps screaming at him to take back whatever he gave.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about!" he shouts before whistling through three fingers. Mrs. O'Leary appears out the shadows seconds later with a giant bound and wide doggy grin.

Himeros notches another arrow but it misses as Percy takes off atop the back of his dog. Giant angry red wings spread from the god's back.

Next time I see Carter, I'm taking him up on his offer to hide at the Nome forever, Percy thinks.

It's hard to fight with a sword atop a giant hellhound. Percy's not that great at it atop Blackjack either. In hindsight, he probably should've tried more at archery, instead of phoning it in after his second summer. Still he swats at the god with his sword while steering Mrs. O'Leary to the river.

It doesn't take long to get there. He dodges an angry swing and tackles Himeros down into the murky water below. The god screams, a childish wail. But watery tendrils pull his body flat. Water pressure keeps him pinned down.

Percy touches gray sand and states down at the petulant god child before him. "What the fuck do you want?"

Himeros glares. He's so small, it reminds Percy of Estelle when she's mad she can't have a second serving of ice cream.

"I want you to take it back," he hisses, each word deliberately pushed through his lips.

"Take what back?" Percy gestures erratically. "I haven't given anyone anything. I mean I bought a shitty doughnut at that bodega yesterday, but I already ate that and I'm not robbin' the store for a dollar fifty plus tax."

Himeros sneers. "You gave him your heart. I want you to take it back."

Percy stares, bewildered. "The fuck are you on about right now?" He pinches the bridge of his nose. "I hate you people so fucking much. This is why I don't answer Chiron's calls anymore." Mindlessly he paces back and forth. "Rachel hits me up and I'm like is this prophecy quest shit or friend shit and if the word "well.." comes out of her mouth, I hang up the phone."

"You weren't supposed to give him your heart."

"Give who my heart, asshole?" Percy shouts, spinning back to the god. "I can't read your fucking mind. Use your words, be clear. I know that's beyond so many of you, but I'm really gonna need you to work with me here."

Himeros' lip twitches. Percy wants to smack it. Just a little slap. This situation isn't funny. It's not amusing. It's annoying and bothersome. He doesn't like being driven out of his apartment by crazy gods, hankering on about help he doesn't want to give, babbling words that are vague as shit. Part of him is tempted to call Nico, or Carter - two people well-versed in godly nonsense - to interpret whatever Himeros is grumbling about.

"Oh my shit, is this about Carter? What is it, some pantheon's can't mix bullshit, because I know for a fact Walt and Anubs and Nico hang out every week so piss off on that." He kicks sand. "And my crush on Carter is none of your fucking business, pal."

"It's incredibly my business," the god says and, for a moment, his form slips and Carter is laying in his place, curly black hair and light half grin, smudge marks of pencil lead on his fingers, beautiful brown eyes.

Anger blisters deep inside Percy's chest. He pulls out his sword. It glimmers in the darkness, as threatening as the gesyers boiling below Percy's feet. Himeros visibly recoils. His pink eyes grow wide, lips stretching back nervously. A shark-toothed grin cuts across Percy's face.

"I'm going to ask this one more time." His words steam the waters around them. "What the hell do you want?"

"My mother appeared to you once, in limitless form of what you've found most beautiful throughout your life," Himeros says, done away with all his angry showboating. "My brother Eros appeared to your friends once-"

"So I've been told," Percy seethed. A flash of Nico's skin cut through his mind, the scar above the wolf clawed scratches. It didn't match and he'd been curious. The story was slow, unmade eye contact between them both, and left him hollowed out, slowly made whole again but Nico's cold hand resting atop of his.

"Diocletian's staff is all his business," Himeros mutters, "but Nico's heart was mine and he had no right to intervene."

"Nico's heart is his own," Percy snaps. "And something tells me he's not very interested in hooking up with love gods."

"I've watched him for decades!" Himeros spat back. "I took my claim on his heart, on his life from the moment he was born!"

"Well, you haven't been doing a very good job of it!"

Himeros laughs. Pressure drops until the laugh cuts out into chokes and gasp and godly blood begins to ooze from squishing arms and hands.

"You want to be loved back?" Himeros hisses, "then called Anteros. He'd show you who loves you as much as you love them. He even cried at your father's wedding because it was so true." The tone is mocking and Percy increases the pressure even more until Himeros is choking out, "St-ah-p."

He gasps loudly as it releases off him minutes later, breathing in murky river water and choking on it. This isn't his element and it shows.

"Nico's a sour precious thing," Himeros whispers. "Nobody stayed behind to hold his hand, and those who cared, those who he cared for so purely and who cared for him back, who fell under Anteros's spell still left him - his mother, his sister, even his father sends him away."

"They died," Percy growls. It doesn't sound quite human to his ears, a rumble of a hurricane caught between the chords of his voice. "And his father doesn't send him away, he works for him."

"You left him," Himeros carries on. "You were always supposed to leave him. Every time. Like a sailor off to war, with his pitiful wife behind him waiting on the rocks for a man who will never return." His eyes narrow and turn red. "And instead you gave him your heart."

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Rome: Ruins of the Forum, Looking towards the Capitol

by Canaletto

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pretor's room. :>

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I was writing today xd and I thought to myself... is this how others write too?

so lmao please share with us your writing process😅😌

I mean like usually which app do you use, laptop/pc/phone/etc, where, do you have any design you use (like fonts or background, size, margins etc) and stuff like that

I feel like calling it a "process" is overstating the madness I shove into a sometimes legible format. But erm, between my partner and I we have a PC, laptop, chromebook and phones so I usually use Google docs so I can swap between them. (I need to swap sometimes as the PC's keyboard makes a nice sound as I type, but my chromebook let's me curl around it and my phone I can use on the train etc...)

Some fics I literally just start writing and finish in one sitting and probably look a little like this...

But others I map out loosely (bulletpointed and sometimes by chapter). I learnt like rigid A -> B -> C ->... -> the end doesn't really work for me and I'm more likely to just leave the work unfinished.

In terms of page design/layout... Green background, blue light filter on and double spaced Arial font size 11 with the space before each paragraph setting turned on so AO3 doesn't get fucky later on. The header on the first page is whatever I'm calling the fic. No headers anywhere else because they're distracting. I use square brackets and much swearing in captilised notes to myself. I am a tad particular...

Anyway, what about you?

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So I was bored now I'm hungry

What's your comfort food?

I don't really comfort eat unless you count copious amounts of coffee, strawberries and lamb hotpot.

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https://www.tumblr.com/butterfliesandstormclouds/711445615736979456/hi-i-am-new-to-perpello-platform-any-fics-that

Thank you <3

You are very welcome 💙

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Hi,

I am new to perpello platform. Any fics that sure need to be checked out?

That is a difficult question to answer. There are so many gems and I have definitely not been able to read all of them. So, here are a few suggestions (but honestly I don't think there's a bad place to start, just depends on what you like to read):

WIPs

💙 Wrath of the Earthshaker by IStillPlayWithLegos

💚 Two hearts make a home by uNOPEia

💜 what's a god to a non believer? By Almas

Completed

🧡 CHILDREN BUY ONE GET TWO FREE by orphan account

💛 Until You Break Until You Yield by Sappho_of_Space

🤎 Wrapped up in all the choices you're not giving me by celestialepiphany

🖤 Percy's Sleep and Percy's Wake by hopefulmemoir

Sorry some of the links refuse to, well, link...

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hiiiii,

I'm bored, let's chat?🥺

Er hi, if you're still bored and want to sure.

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of course you have prophetic dreams and pronouns

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Just my two-cents and a bit rambly but...

From a readers perspective I can see it as good and/or bad.

Good because anthologies (organised by themes or ships) I actually find kinda fun. Plus if one chapter isn't for me I can just move on to the next and if I get 'round to bookmarking it I will do the AO3 version of what I do with my paperback anthologies (i.e. leave a note for myself of which ones I loved if need be). I also like seeing what an author can do when they can just throw spaghetti at the walls and see what sticks even if it's just vibes and literally nothing else.

The down side is that it makes it harder to filter by tags. Either because the author chooses to use minimal tags or because they try and tag everything. The latter means the reader might miss 9 great stories because the 10th has a tag they don't like/find triggering so filtered that tag out.

From a writers perspective I like them. I can shove ideas that'll never be a full fic but I want to share with people. If they do ever become a longer one, it's because a commenter asks and I've got some time/thoughts. They allow for more flexibility and means I don't have to come up with a summary for a chapter that's only 100 - 500 words long.

I can see why not everyone likes them but I really don't think anyone can make everyone happy at once.

There's currently a conversation happening on a blog I follow about anthologies being bad. I've always posted my Tumblr ficlets as anthologies (split by ship) because I didn't want dozens of <500 word ficlets and the anthologies felt less annoying when posting multiple at a time. They're tagged as 'ficlet collection' and by ship, so I always figured they could be filtered out. I'm seeing a lot of people argue against anthologies, and now I'm less sure.

What are your thoughts?