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a little Percy Jackson hc!

Tw: mentions of death, Spoilers for PJO!

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I'm like...70% sure it stated otherwise in the books, but I have a head-canon that the reason he doesn't get attached is because he's immortal. He'll either have to watch them grow old and die, or watch them get murdered. And he knows that death causes pain. So by being ***ruthless*** he is giving ***mercy to himself..*** /ref /hj. anyways!

I like to think that after Castor died, it really hit him. Anyways, correct me if I'm wrong if it says something different in the books. It's been a while since I read the books.

@dontforcemetologin (to my wonderful adoptive online parent who happens to roleplay as dionysus sometimes in roleplays, and for always being there for me. 👅)

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Make no mistake. This isn't my worst moment. Far from it. It's the best decision I'll ever make.

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reblog to stay ravioli approved

you have been ravioli approved

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Awh hell naw chat I am ***not*** risking this shit.

“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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WHEN WAS YALL GON TELL ME MEGAN THEE STALLION WATCHED BLACK CLOVER??

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Something I drew in class :3

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HOLY MOLY?! DAWLING I WANT SOME

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normalize moose on the loose

My autistic brother created a new family Christmas tradition

Okay, so last year, my mom bought this Christmas moose that she lovingly named Barry

This is him

Cute, right?

Well, for whatever reason only known to my brother, he decided that he wanted to put Barry in different rooms of our house and it usually scares the shit out of whomever happens upon Barry; usually the person who finds him is the person that my brother wanted to scare.

So far, Barry has been found

On our dining room table

On my dad's side of my parents' bed

In my parents' closet

Outside their bedroom door (at 5 in the morning and scared my mother shitless)

Near the kitchen door

Near my fucking bed

At the bottom of my sister's stairwell

In our bathroom

And down the hallway

This has gone on for 9 days and it doesn't seem to show signs of stopping. Most of the time we know who gets Barry because it's always followed with a very loud "FUCKING BARRY!!!!!"

My brother is the funniest fucking person I know.

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CAN WE TALK ABOUT MARVEL RIVALS HAWKEYE FOR A SEC??

UHM, WHAT? HIS HAIR! AND HE IS BEEFY LOOK AT HIS HAIR! ITS IN A PONYTAIL! AND HIS COSTUME COOKS LIKE OMG LIKE HOLY SHITTTT

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Following up on my last post, MY DID IT

There’s a whisper in the wind tonight, A soft call from the other side. It stirs the air, but feels so light, Like the world is holding tight.

The city sleeps beneath the sky, No rushing cars, no voices cry. The stars shine bright, but don't reply, Like they’re waiting for a reason why.

But I’ve been dreaming! Of lands unforeseen! Where it rings with silence, but the air is keen. And in this silence, I feel the weight Of every story told to late, Every tale lost with fate Is this just a waiting game? Or a sign that we’re all born before it all fades to gray? In this silence, I feel the weight; of every word uttered too late! Is it a pause; or designed by fate?

The air feels heavy, still, and sore Like something’s lost and can’t be restored! There's silence on the floor! Where the letter lies, and asks for more! Words are full, but somethings poor, Have we been waiting here before? The mountain hums with ancient grace, A distant song in empty space. Are we too blind to see the chase? Or just too lost to find our place?

But I’ve been searchin’, For what’s been lost. I’ve been searchin’, No matter the cost! For in this silence I feel the weight, Of dreams we couldn’t chase in time, Is this a pause or fate’s design? Are we just waiting for a sign? Or is the storm already here, And we’re the last to know? The sun may rise; yet it still feels like night, And all that we have is a fading light! The clock ticks on without a fight, Our hearts are heavy, but not quite bright.

A door stands open, but we stand still, Afraid to step in, afraid to feel! The future calls–but will it heal? What if what we’ve been told isn't real? But I’ve been searching for something true! A spark of light, a glimpse of a clue.

But when I look to the future, all I see is you! Is it a sign, or a vision of what I am to be? The hand that caused the light to fade; Is our leader, through the shining day! Hands rough, cold and cruel, Clipped our wings through and through. His words are the deepest demands, All that is left is the shimmering sand. Dreamers silenced and hopes dies down, As long as he stands under the crown. We’ve all been dreaming, Of a land ruled by the free! We’ve all been dreaming, For the day he runs and flees! Gods forbid he stays at all, ‘Cause soon his subjects will make him fall! Rebellion is knocking at the door! The war is here, the storm is now! Walls begin to tremble, the cries of all avow! Chains are cracked, freedom bells are rung! For this is the ballad of the rising sun! is this the best? NO! Is it half decent? HOPEFULLY! Here it is, The Balled of the Rising Sun

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Aloha! Tips please?

Trying to write a song (will i probs every publish it? no. but do i still want to do it? yes.) uh..here is what I have so far..

There’s a whisper in the wind tonight, A soft call from the other side. It stirs the air, but feels so light, Like the world is holding tight.

The city sleeps beneath the sky, No rushing cars, no voices cry. The stars shine bright, but don't reply, Like they’re waiting for a reason why.

But I’ve been dreaming! Of lands unforeseen! Where it rings with silence, but the air is keen. And in this silence, I feel the weight Of every story told to late, Every tale lost with fate Is this just a waiting game? Or a sign that we’re all born before it all fades to gray? In this silence, I feel the weight; of every word uttered too late! Is it a pause; or designed by fate?

The air feels heavy, still, and sore Like something’s lost and can’t be restored! There's silence on the floor! Where the letter lies, and asks for more! Words are full, but somethings poor, Have we been waiting here before? The mountain hums with ancient grace, A distant song in empty space. Are we too blind to see the chase? Or just too lost to find our place?

But I’ve been searchin’, For what’s been lost. I’ve been searchin’, No matter the cost! For in this silence I feel the weight, Of dreams we couldn’t chase in time, Is this a pause or fate’s design? Are we just waiting for a sign? Or is the storm already here, And we’re the last to know? The sun may rise; yet it still feels like night, And all that we have is the fading light! The clock ticks on without a fight, Our hearts are heavy, but not quite bright. A door stands open, but we stand still, Afraid to step in, afraid to feel! The future calls–but will it heal? What we’ve been told isn't real?

But I’ve been searching for something true! tips..would be greatly appreciated. so would constructive criticism. My first time doing something like this, so im proud of it (so far)

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made this, and YOU JUST LOST THE GAME!

Damn you charlie slimecicle

I was watching the 'Is this game trying to kill me?' on slimecicles 2nd channel, Slmccl. i lost the game. HE MADE ME LOSE THE GAME

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Damn you charlie slimecicle

I was watching the 'Is this game trying to kill me?' on slimecicles 2nd channel, Slmccl. i lost the game. HE MADE ME LOSE THE GAME

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YAP SESSION ABOUT HERMES

OMG I LOVE DANGEROUS SO FUCKING MUCH ESPECIALLY THE "When strangers lurk around the isle." LIKE BROOOOOOo HERMES IS THE GOD OF MESSAGING, AND I KNOW THIS IS PROBABLY NOT CANNON BUT ITS COOL TO THINK ABOUT THAT HERMES WAS TRYING TO MESSAGE TO ODYSSEUS THAT SOMEONE HE WOULDNT LIKE TO SEE AGAIN WAS LURKING ALSO ALSO IT CAN BE APPLIED TO THE SUITORS TOO IN A CONTEXT I THINK BUT HERMES IS SO DIVA GIRLY POP LIKE OH MY GODS YES

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guys

i think pride is a damsel in distress

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^^^^^

DEAR FANFICTION WRITERS

Thanks for existing

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here is a reblog, artist. your art is amazing, and i know liking doesnt do shit. you are, and your art, is absolutely amazing, you did a wonderful job. Make sure you are eating enough food, getting enough rest, drinking enough water, and not overworking yourself!

Telemachus doodle ! Changed his u draw him a bit