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ilovepjohootoa
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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im taking a break from tumblr and idk if I’ll ever be back but if I will I’ll tell you guys, it’s not anyone’s fault I just don’t wanna be on social media anymore ❤️❤️❤️
Btw it's not cuz of mental health or anything, my parents just found my account and I have to close it but if I make a new account I pinky promise I'll find ALL of you guys <3333
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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I need brownies
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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HELP I TRIED TO SHOW MY MUSIC TEACHER MY USER AND HE READ MY ENTIRE INTRO POST 😭😭😭
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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Magaling ka talagang author!
AY SALAMAT PO!!! This made my day bestie <333
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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Chapter 1!!!
Julie wasn’t the same as the other girls at Camp Half- Blood. Her hoodie was twice her size and she sunk into it, as if trying to disappear.
Julie was born to divorced parents who did nothing but fight. Her father gave up his parental rights right when he found out Julie’s mother, Melissa cheated on her with Julie’s “godly parent” whatever that meant.
The words godly parent were spoken around camp like the world’s latest gossip, repeated and repeated because of this new girl, Miya.
"Miya this" "Miya that" was all Julie ever heard, it was the bane of her very existence.
And don't think for a second that Miya was a good person. She was spoiled and didn't know how anything worked, like she expected climbing instructions to fall from the sky or something.
As Julie walked with the Hermes cabin her thoughts pulled her into them.
"Will I fit in?" "Will Miya target me?" The sheer thought of that made Julie sink deeper in her hoodie, her fingers curling at the strings ready to disappear further.
But before she could register all this she saw a flash of green, not dull green. Icy, shiny and cold green.
"Hey." Said the person she accidentally bumped into. His voice was smooth, just the right pitch to make it sound like honey on pancakes. But once she heard him her breath hitched. It was Levi Estrella, the boy from her second period Thursday art class
"Levi Estrella???" Julie asked, incredulous. Levi let out a laugh, wow his smile was pretty. "I mean people just call me Levi but yeah." He said, extending his arm for a handshake. "You're Julie Garcia right?"
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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Chapter 1 of my novel <3
Isabella:
The foster care system isn’t what you think it is. People romanticize it in books A LOT, but the reality of it isn’t your ‘happily ever after’. Kids get tossed from home to home ASSUMING you get to go to a home, most people in this system get sent to group homes and those? You know how normally, you get woken up, go to school, do chores, homework, and repeat? However, In a group home, you have to do that only with a lot more security and absolutely no love from your parents.
And as you might’ve guessed, people run away from their group homes a lot which makes it harder to get placed into new ones leading to higher security and the cycle repeats (sad I know). But in one group home, I met Alex. He’s like a ray of sunshine among this totally miserable way of living.
But anyway, I’m done rambling. Let’s take this to the present.
Alex and I silenced our footsteps by walking on our heels, if we didn’t, they would find us quite easily. And who knows what they would do?
The words, “last warning” probably ran through Alex’s ears as loud as they did in mine since he bumped into a jar and nearly yelped, thank the gods that he knew this routine. 
Foster homes almost always had a sewer near them (what suburban street doesn’t?), and apparently crawling through them wasn’t just a me thing. Because, Alex knew how to do it too. It was funny how he always turned things like this into a joke.
“Wow, you can crawl,” he’d say while smirking.
Once we reached the sewer I pulled the manhole cover (I’m strong like that *wink*) and we crawled in.
Okay, before you go climbing down sewers I’m gonna warn you of two things:
It’s like Daedalus’ labyrinth in there, you will get lost and when you do it’s not gonna be pleasant
It smells, well, like crap. There’s no better way to describe the smell of a sewer than a gas station bathroom + McDonald’s bathroom + Your bathroom after Chipotle
The point is: NOT FUN! But we kinda have to if we wanna get out.
But unlike all the times I went into the sewer without a plan or place to go, this time we had a mission: Find the land of the west.
Let me give you some context here:
There are 4 corners of Agyris, the North, the West, the East and the central lands, each place has a trademark. The North has the Northern lights (kinda obvious bro), the East  has gold, the West has silver and the central lands well - children, it exists solely for the purpose of dumping children you didn’t want.
You’re wondering about the South, aren’t you? There’s a legend that the king of the stars, Altair, openly worshiped the goddess Aurea so her rival, Extenia, cursed the king to fade like the stars he ruled. Eventually, he faded so much that he ceased to exist along with his entire kingdom.
But the thing is, the stars I see didn’t fade. Well, until now at least. The stars used to burn so bright, not a single waver or twinkle in them but now… it’s like they’re grasping for life, pulsating like trying to fight to be alive.
“Isabella?” Alex’s voice was grounding.
“Oh- yeah?” He laughed. “Just checking you’re still alive.” I laughed and we continued to walk.
We trekked through the sewers for what felt like hours, my combat boots seemed to tighten around themselves as I walked, my feet started cramping up and the experience was just not fun in general.
Finally me and Alex decided to camp in a relatively clean place, no rats passing by but we’d still take turns sleeping, it was safest that way.
When I slept I dreamt about the stars, their light was flickering like a candle in the wind and I knew that that candle wouldn’t last very long.
Then the scene shifted, I saw a woman in a dress but I couldn’t pinpoint what color it was. It shifted between gold, silver, bronze and colors in between I couldn’t even name.
She was kneeling next to a frail old man and for some reason I knew who he was: Altair, fallen king of the stars.
The old man seemed so weak his eyes had to take a second to focus on the ethereal goddess, her caramel hair was done in a french braid adorned with flowers and a crown with jewels I couldn’t name. Maybe they hadn’t been discovered yet. That’s how valuable that crown was. But then the goddess looked at the man before speaking, her sweet voice laced with pity.
“I see what my rival has done to you…” Then it all clicked - this was the goddess Aurea.
She examined the condition of the once king and I could swear I saw her eyes flicker with rage for just a moment. I had seen that expression before, in the people who defended me, Alex. The kind of expression that was still laced with kindness but under it all was a burning desire for revenge, to protect the people you care about.
“I cannot heal you, nor can I fix you but I will try my best.” It was hopeless, I saw it. I saw as the goddess tried and failed to heal her apprentice, her pity was replaced by sadness followed by hopelessness. It was heartbreaking to watch.
At last she stopped trying as she cradled the king's head in her lap.
His breathing slowed to a stop and when it did his body vaporized into silver powder, turning him into a constellation.
Then the scene shifted. It blurred for a bit as if deciding what to show me. Then it focused on me and Alex’s first meeting.
Back then I was still a tiny little 8 year old girl and Alex could say the same for himself - well not really cuz he’s a guy but he was just as small trust me. But unlike Alex I didn’t have the bravery he had to stand up for me.
“HANDS OFF HER!” He said, his voice so commanding, so authoritative that it made the bullies step back, but only once.
“Hah,” One said, smirking. “Little Lex thinks he can fight.” Their eyes flickered with amusement. Now that I remember those bullies were all bark and no bite but 8 year old me was still terrified.
“We’ll leave you alone for now, Lex.” Another one said. “Oh and your girlfriend.” The bullies sneered and laughed as they walked away.
“You okay?” He turned to me, his eyes full of compassion and kindness. “Y-Yeah.” I stammered as he helped me up. The mechanics were the cool kids weren’t they? And he was helping me? Eight year old me was so happy.
Then I woke up.
“I’ll take watch now Alex.” I said as I got up and took the lantern from his hands.
“Thanks Bella.” He said as he laid down on our makeshift bed and closed his eyes. Just from looks alone he was asleep as soon as his head hit that pillow.
But now he was asleep, what was that in my dream? Was it an omen? I don’t know for sure. But I know that it’s something bad.
AN: I hope you like it, I'm a beginning author and this is my first real original work <3
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 2 months ago
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Hello Gigi! Don't mind me just hear to sing your praises and exemplify your glory💓
So based on the dumb and idiotic people in the fandom bullying artists, I just want to say that the artists of EPIC Sfs are what make our community and I beg you please don't listen to them.
Your work is gorgeous, you are one of the first who have carried EPIC since the og Troy Saga came out. Your artwork is beautiful and your style is so unique and I love it. This whole community loves it.
Those people are not part of this fandom. EPIC started off as one of the only non toxic fandoms and we'd be damned if see that get ruined.
Please continue creating for yourself and for the beggars on your doorstep who will take any morsel you give us. Do what you love and don't listen to pathetic people.
Now all together: "THANK YOU GIGI WE LOVE YOU 💓💖💕❤️💞🌸🌟😍😘🌟"
Aww that's very sweet thank you!
I'm not as affected in this situation as other artists though, so please spread the love and support with them as well!
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 4 months ago
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help me
OKAY SO I need a dragon ideas, like an ORIGINAL dragon for my OC (multi fandom OC btw)
So I was thinking about a water type dragon (she’s Poseidon’s daughter for PJO/HOO/TOA and Njord’s daughter for httyd/Rescue Riders) and it’s water class/mystery class
And you know refraction right??? The dragon does that when its scales are angled correctly and it makes AN AMAZING RAINBOW
idk what else to add comment your ideas in the replies and I’ll add them (I need this for a fanfic and I’m going here to ask the dragon fans please)
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 4 months ago
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My teacher said skill issue 💀
okay so this isn’t Nico fanfic, I know but I GOT A STORY MAN
So my teacher was lecturing my class cuz my seatmate passed a note and she was like “Oh you’ll get in trouble if you do that” YOU KNOW STUFF so I wasn’t listening until she said “If you don’t know the answer, that’s your problem” so basically she said “If you don’t know the answer, that’s a skill issue” my entire class loves this teacher except for me so I’m telling tumblr, BAI BAI!
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 4 months ago
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NICO HEADCANON
My headcanon is that Nico knows (and loves) anime and k-pop but he DOESN’T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW so whenever he hears k-pop he has to glue his mouth shut to not sing along and uh, he also knows the dance to fever by ENHYPEN 🥰
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ilovepjohootoa ¡ 4 months ago
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Nico was preparing himself to go on a quest, a dangerous, cold and underworld-y one. 
He shifted his stygian iron sword as he exhaled a frosty, nervous breath and he turned to Chiron. “I’m ready-” “Nico!” Will called out as he ran from the campfire. “He’s gonna give me a burial shroud or something.” Nico thought as he gazed apathetically on the running child of Apollo. “Good luck,” Will started, he saw Nico’s eyebrows lift in shock and Will blushed. “D-don’t die.”
The thing was, Will really, really wanted to kiss Nico.
“If I don’t do it now I might never get to do it.” Will thought as he stepped closer to Nico, collecting every damn piece of courage in his body.
“Nico,” Will said as he looked into those dark brown eyes, it was hard for him not to get lost in them entirely. But he pulled himself back. “I-I have something to tell you.” Little did that son of the sun god know that Nico had been falling for him. Hard.
Nico looked at Will’s nervous and blushing face and they locked eyes.
“I-I love you…” Will admitted sheepishly and then, Nico turned as red as the autumn leaves that had fallen just 4 days earlier.
“I-I-I-I-I- ME TOO!” Nico responded. Then he realized “I said that, and broke the sound barrier.” Then, like everything was the plot of a romance movie Will leaned in, and they locked lips.
The kiss was slow and sentimental, it was their first after all.
A/N: OKEH TAPOS NA PO but I have an extra part if you want
Extra part:
Then the realization hit them; CHIRON WAS WATCHING THEM
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