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btw if you're on this site it is your duty to reblog any post that has been prophecied to reach 10k notes. let's all annoy op

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As it turns out, Wendell Bambleby is the disinherited son of the owner of the Super Big Super Evil Corporation and so they both venture forward to save their beloved businesses

You gotta tell me about the Emily/Wendell pls 🧚

ANYTHING FOR YOU!!!!

Wendell Bambelby is a charming, snooty, and insufferable (in a hot way) coffee shop owner. Next door, Emily Wilde, the antisocial and no nonsense queen herself, runs a rare book and antiques shop.

When Super Big Super Evil Corporation comes sniffing about to purchase the historic building so they can tear it down and replace it with high rise condos, Emily and Wendell must team up to block the sale, and do whatever it takes to ensure the beloved building and their businesses are never at risk again!

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My Math Teacher and her Umbrella

Once again @chaoticdumbassrogue has hit it out of the park with a zinger of an amazing chapter. ‘Of Manhattan’ keeps seeing me coming back again and again for rereads.

I love this canon deviation of Mrs. Dodds and the interesting character interaction between her and Percy Leia Jackson than our canon Percy Jackson. I had to draw the moment where Mrs. Dodds shielded little baby Percy with her wings and all Percy saw in the mist was a very nice umbrella.

I love the inclusion of the furies purpose as judge jury and execution of the guilty. I love the Mrs.Dodds pov. I love her being a Good teacher! I love all of this!

I love the depth that Bird gave the furies and the Underworld deities in their characterization. From Styx to Hades to even the Furies! The depth given to these admittedly side characters to our protagonist (Percy) is amazing. That kind of writing is what turns something good into something Great.

Perseleia isn’t just missed because she’s ’The main character’. She’s missed because she is ultimately good . She’s a good person and she cared. Which is leagues better treatment than 90% of the Cthonic gods got in the OG myths and in book canon.

Canon more often than not treats Hades and the rest of the Underworld as an afterthought at best and antagonistic at worst (admittedly in accordance with typical Grecian myth treatments of Cthonic gods but Still Uncle Rick!)

I love every part of this and recommend everyone who loves the Athenide AU give this a read! It’s so good!

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oh god sudden thought

so as per various DC social media concepts Clark has a Superman twitter where he posts left-leaning but fairly safe & tame stuff e.g. happy pride from Superman. Clark Kent also has his own twitter account where he posts his actual opinion.

what happens if uh. what happens if he forgets which account he's logged into.

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The Emily Wilde series by @heather_fawcett is such a charming series!

I loved it so much! I specially liked Emily's love for shadow, her dog😭❤️❤️

Wendell's wedding present had me shedding real tears!!

Anyways, I wanted to do art for them before I go back into my crate :)

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Dropping this artwork of Emily and Wendell from Emily Wilde's Encyclopedia of Faeries by @heather_fawcett !(the cool mechanical pencil is BACK!) I had such a pleasant time reading the wrap-up to this trilogy in Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales. I love the transition of Emily dipping her toe into Faerie from the real world in Book #1, having a foot in both worlds in Book #2, and keeping a toe in the real world while in Faerie in Book #3. It created new backdrops and stakes through her journaling journey, with Book #3 being the stakiest stakes of the three! Absolutely love these two DOLTS (Wendell's words, not mine), the best grumpy-sunshine couple since Howl and Sophie. So sad to see them go, but this trilogy seems so easy to pick up and reread again! I want to thank @delreybooks for providing me both an arc and a hard copy of Compendium; I hope to do another papercraft standee featuring the whole trilogy set soon!

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also im looking at my ao3 bookmarks because i forgot it was even a thing but there's something a little heartbreaking about seeing a bookmark from 4-5 years ago that says "this work has been deleted, sorry!" who were you. what were we together

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Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.

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Annabeth let Percy drag her across the cabins up to the White House. Percy seemed very determined to do something, but for the life of Annabeth she couldn't figure out what.

"Chiron" Percy cried out at the entrance, "I heard from Annabeth that the camp does not celebrate The Most Eminent Festival of the All Hallow's Eve?"

Honestly, Annabeth was impressed with the fact that Percy knew the usage of the word Eminent.

Then as Chiron wheeled out, she continued "So, as the camp counselor of Cabin Three, I am officially declaring today as Camp Halloween."

Annabeth saw Chiron's eyes widen to proportions she hadn't seen since the time with Cabin 10 and the Lava Wall Forge incident.

So, she stepped forward, placed her hand on Percy's shoulder and explained, "Percy learnt that I haven't gone trick or treating and took it a bit too personally, as you can see."

She expected Chiron to calm down and let Percy down gently. She did not expect Chiron to stare at them, turn around and run back into the house as if the Kindly Ones were following him.

Annabeth sighed as she realised what was going to happen and prepared to follow her stupid headstrong friend.

Percy marched forward "I can and I will come in and make you do it, Chiron", She declared.

As Annabeth was contemplating how to make smooth things out, out came a voice she did not want to hear at the moment.

"What is with all this infernal noise?" demanded Mr.D as he walked into the hallway.

"Er", Percy finally stopped in place.

"Oh thank the gods" mumbled Annabeth as she slipped her arms into Percy's and answered "Nothing, Mr.D, just Percy deciding to make Chiron mad. We'll be on our way now, Thankyouandbye"

She dragged Percy out as Percy actually wailed "But going trick or treating should be a universal experience and you shouldn't miss this, Bethie."

Annabeth could feel the strings of her very thin patience snap. "We'll go trick or treating when I come to your home this year, and please for the sake of your life, Do Not Call me Bethie."

As they left the White House, Annabeth thought she heard something breaking inside but she didn't care to check what was going on.

At Dinner, Mr.D announced that today was Camp Halloween and everyone could go trick or treating to the twelve cabins.

Sea green eyes locked onto storm cloud grey. One set of eyes was filled with horror while the other set of orbs were crowned in confusion.

“What do you mean,” Percy hissed causing her blonde friend’s shoulders to tense in offense, “that you’ve never been trick or treating?!” The tone of astonishment was clear.

Annabeth shifted minutely, clenching and unclenching her fists at the hem of her shorts.

“I know what Halloween is, Seaweed Brain.” She used the nickname to balance herself, a subtle reminder that Percy wasn’t making fun or calling out her faults. The onyx haired girl was truly just surprised. “I’ve just never gone. Father never really had the time and my stepmother told me that if I was already making up stories I didn’t need any fuel for my tall tales. Halloween is a Celtic and somewhat Christian tradition, it wouldn’t really be celebrated in a Greek camp.”

Annabeth smoothed out the creases she’d caused in her jean shorts, forcing the tension to ease between her shoulders.

“That is unacceptable!” Percy voiced her thoughts on the matter, grabbing Annabeth’s hand and dragging her towards Cabin 3. It still confused many why Poseidon allowed Annabeth to enter at all, he heated Athena and while he never went out of his way to be cruel to her demigod children he also wasn’t kind either. Perhaps he allowed it because of Percy, his only demigod daughter.

His only daughter born since the loss of Arsinoe and Perseleia.

Perhaps he just didn’t see Annabeth as that much of a threat, or much of anything really. He wouldn’t be the first adult, mortal or otherwise, to deem her unworthy of note or attention and Annabeth found she didn’t quite care. She knew what happened when the gods took an interest in anything remotely mortal.

“Percy what are you doing?” The head of Cabin 6 asked nervously.

“Give me a minute!” Percy responded as she shuffled through the closet. A closet she had all to herself unlike the little footlocker Annabeth had to store all her belongings. She shifted fabric Annabeth had no idea her friend even had, it looked soft and refined like something she’d seen her mother wear during the solstices when camp went to visit.

“Aha! Here we go.” Percy excitedly released pulling out two dresses. One was an ivory color and had a deep blue cloth wrapped around the hanger. It was a floor length chiton that was pinned only at the shoulders with dainty pearls for some odd reason the garment looked familiar. The other was a deep navy peplos that had an ombré effect and reminded Annabeth of the ocean and the push and pull of the waters lapping at the shore. It had subtle golden embellishments and a veil was draped over the fabric as well.

“Where did you get these?” Annabeth questioned, unable to restrain her curiosity. The prices were simple and intricate, breathtaking and timeless, but most of all they felt ancient.

They looked like they came from Ancient Greece itself.

“Kym gifted them to me.” Percy responded offhandedly. As though it was normal. Though, perhaps, to Percy it was. Among the campers it was common knowledge that Percy and Nico were the exception to the rule. Their godly families adored them despite their mortality and being the product of adultery. Nico had a room in his father’s palace much like Percy had her own set of apartments in Atlantis. Persephone had gifted Nico seeds from his favorite berry bush and Percy often came back with nick nacks taken from her time spent with her father’s side of the family, often sharing with Annabeth any of the treats she had been sent home with.

Annabeth wondered what it felt like to be treasured so dearly for a moment before shaking it off.

“Ok?” The blonde responded, truly Percy hadn’t answered her question.

“She said I reminded her of the person it belonged too and if I was going to take it, and she wasn’t taking no for an answer, I had to take one of the dresses from that person’s sister. She wasn’t giving names so I think it was probably a pair of nymphs that did something to anger either Uncle Sparky or Dad enough to remove their names from history.”

“Joy.” Annabeth said dispassionately looking now at the beautiful garment as though it were poison. “So why are you pulling them out?”

“Because we’re going trick or treating, silly!” Percy chirped happily and Annabeth swiveled her head to look at her sworn sister with widened eyes.

“You want us to put on clothes of dead women, who likely angered either the lightning bringer or the earth shaker, maybe both knowing our luck, and go trick or treating?” Annabeth let the incredulous tone permeate the air.

“Yep.” Percy popped the p, shrugging off her shirt as she went revealing her scared back and torso.

“Can’t argue with that logic I guess.” Annabeth sighed following Percy’s lead, ignoring the fast pace her heart was beginning to beat at.

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When they were completely dressed Annabeth pulled her curly hair back into a low bun, grateful she had pinned the blue himation so it draped just below one shoulder and dipped to her opposite hip before the rest of the fabric pooled at the side. It certainly made pinning her hair in place that much easier.

Percy had finished just before her pulling the veil around the back of her head to sit neatly on her untamed curls. She looked even more godlike than when she donned armor and fought with such vigor it awed Annabeth. It didn’t stop the blonde from noting something was missing. She took a decorative net and tied it around Percy’s waist, a sense of right falling into place.

“Oh my gods.” Percy cackled as she looked at Annabeth turning to her nightstand and pulling out a flashlight. “You look just like the torch lady off the Columbia pictures logo. Here. Use this as a torch.” The onyx haired beauty said between guffaws.

“The what?” Annabeth asked, grey eyes laced with confusion

Annabeth couldn’t help but be glad Percy had personally brought Sally’s care package because she was already having fun.

“Forgot you- never mind we’ll get you culturally prepared a little at a time Wise Girl. For now let’s go, night is setting and candy is waiting!”

@chaoticdumbassrogue it just kind of happened ok

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Naomi novik you are a genius and how did you write this masterpiece

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I was literally singing this when I saw this message omg omg omg

Asclepius in the Athenide AU:

So how do I say goodbye To someone who's been with me for my whole damn life? You gave me my name and the color of your eyes I see your face when I look at mine So how do I, how do I, how do I say goodbye?

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Me leaving comments on fics.

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Ahem, spoilers

THAT'S WHAT YOU WARN US ABOUT AND NOT THE STUFF YOU NEEDED TO WARN US ABOUT????

Chapter 34 is out

there is spiders in it as this is arachne's chapter so proceed with caution

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@chaoticdumbassrogue The first kiss of Apollo and Perseleia as a married couple!

I’m just gonna go back and cry in my corner for a little longer. Maybe reread chapter 33 for the 40th time…

This Fic is sooooo Goood!!!