#grace rants

[the-paris-of-people]

I feel like we, as a fandom have never collectively discussed how fucking awesome Rachel Elizabeth Dare is. I honestly think she's the most underappreciated character in the entire fandom. Like demigods, she's incredibly creative, thinks and behaves outside of what's expected of her in the mortal world, and has this incredible power of sight that no one else has. She hates her father for being a developer, she volunteers in her free time to help raise money for art programs for kids, she's a great friend to Percy, she's incredibly brave (i.e. going into the labyrinth because 'she had no summer plans' , flying into a war zone, hitting Kronos with a blue hairbrush), she's really funny, but all everyone talks about is how much they hate her because she's a rival for Percy's affections but when you think about it... hello!!! Of course Percy has a crush on her she's "just as brave as Annabeth", incredibly creative, has complex feelings towards her family and her own identity... are you sensing a pattern!! Percy has a type!! All of this is made funnier when you realize Rick Riordan describes Becky (his wife) as a creative who he trusts with everything like he basically wrote two incarnations of his wife in a love triangle LOL

[firstdragonlady]

Anybody have any oneshot prompts or character study requests while I battle writer's block?

[laminasnumber1fan]

a CONSTANT fear that i have

if someone in my class/pretty much any i know irl finds ANY of my fan accounts i know id die (or somehow hacked into my notes app)

everyone knows about my treemina/tbosas obsession (hence my lack of friends) but if they found out i was THIS OBSESSED i think id die

[eusuntgratie]

Oh god they're being assholes to you again?

no assholes in my inbox today (yet?) but i got an ao3 comment that pissed me off. i don't think they were trying to be an asshole? i'm trying to give the benefit of the doubt that they just don't understand ao3/fic/commenting culture. i'm waiting to be less irritated before i respond.

i have more to say but i just posted the last chapter last night and don't want to spoil anything.

it's totally fine to only like to read one type of thing, but it's RIDICULOUS to expect authors to cater to your PERSONAL PREFERENCE.

alright i'm done. SIGH. thank you for the fabulous post! i love it so much <3

💜💜💜.

[v1olentdelights]

No because watch me have a whole break down cause of the end of episode 6 for tsitp

[phoenixleftt]

sometimes ill read posts that so deeply and fundamentally mischaracter ace attorney characters and ill literally get so upset.... i understand then more than you ever will

[gracebutitsasecret]

Can we all agree that modern American schooling is a fucking authoritarian nightmare where children are treated like property?

Like I understood on some kind of gut level when I was still in school that it was all bullshit, but now that I’ve been out for a few years I see the whole thing for the truly cruel system the whole thing was. The relentless control adults over your time, your schedule, and your body? Pretty fucking traumatic, personally.

(this goes doubly for neuro-divergent, disabled, and in a lot of situations POC and queer people too, btw).

End Rant.

[graces-mindscape]

"What is the mindscape?"

I thought I'd make this little post for anyone who's curious and also because it's a fun thing I wanted to share to clear up any confusion past/present/future ^^

In short? Think of the "mindscape" as its own little world (that also can mix with the real world) where characters come, go, and interact with me and other people! Like a hub-world I guess ^^'

(Irl it refers to our system "innerworld" ^^' )

But yeah! Juuuuuust thought I'd make a mini post about this for fun ^^

[squoingycritter]

the costuming in npmd is fucking genius

and i don’t mean the lords in black (although i could absolutely rant about how great their costumes are). i mean the “nerdy prudes” themselves.

peter’s outfit is reminiscent of a classic “nerd” outfit. but there’s a reason he dresses like that, one that the character has. and then he changes to a sweater in place of the bowtie and suspenders- because of steph. he still dresses like peter, but his outfit compliments hers more.

i love richie’s outfit- the patterns, the horrible layering- i knew kids like this growing up. and the hair? the sort of greasy, bedhead, scraggly hairdo. it’s just 🤌🤌

ruth’s outfit is nice- clearly they understood the assignment of how a queer person dresses (/lh)- but her whole display is ignored, the audience’s eyes immediately drawn to the head gear. just like the characters, we first see what’s “weird” about ruth.

i don’t have much to say about grace. she’s very put together, very neat. the pastel blues and pinks representing her softness innocence. also the butterflies clips in her hair slowly dwindling in numbers. that’s a good detail.

steph is very cool and alt. the cropped fleetwood mac shirt, the combat boots, the flannel- she understands the trends in fashion. but she makes it her own

TLDR; i fucking love costuming details

Edit: I made a part 2 about the lords in black, please hype it up bc i crave validation 😍😍

[binkysteebnpewter]

I have rewrote the 4 due chapters for Pens & Paper at least seven times now 😀

Why does writing block suck so much 🫠

[trek-tracks]

Now you two think about what you've done and develop some healthier emotional coping mechanisms

[the-paris-of-people]

The Annabeth fell first part of the Annabeth fell first, Percy fell harder pipeline is highly underappreciated! That little girl had never opened up emotionally to anyone before and within two days she's willing to sacrifice her pride to protect him, making speeches about how he's better than the world she grew up in, and shooting heart eyes at him for making a turn out of a parking lot.

[firstdragonlady]

Romance novels speak of the electricity passing through potential lovers. Hyperbole and metaphor used to describe the chemistry between person to person. I don't know if what I felt was electricity, per se, but I would say that whatever it was crackled. Is it electricity or static cling or perhaps a fuzzy ball that runs like a current between us when our cheeks touch, or our eyes lock, or our abstract thoughts meet in unspoken agreement?

Whatever it is, I'd say it's the color red. But not the bright, vibrant red of passion. More the red that's almost pink, but without enough white to bring it to full pinkness. It's a light, muted red, like the innermost veins of a strawberry. And I do love strawberries. It's the color of blushing cheeks even when our faces haven't filled with color. It would be the color of Valentine's Day if it hadn't become so commercial. I don't know what the color is exactly, but I happen to know it's the color of us if we were ever ascribed a pigment. It isn't my favorite color, but it's ours. And I quite like it. And I know I would be devastated if it was removed from my collection of markers.

I can't put to words the look you gave me, but I do know that I'll take it with me forever. I hope that whoever I end up with looks at me like you did that one night in the dark. I hope you find someone to look at that way again. It wasn't love, not in the way we would think. It was deep admiration, it was wistful, it was all the words of the unfairness and cruelties of the wrong time, the wrong place, and therefore, the wrong person. But those eyes and that look will be the standard I hold with me from now until the end, because no one has looked at me quite like that. The expression in your eyes has become seared behind my eyelids so hot that it's made tears spring to the surface. Grief-stricken tears. Grateful tears. Healing tears. Wells of water streaming down the red-less cheeks still stinging with static cling, gushing to flood but that still can't extinguish the burning realities we are forced to confront.

I don't know what it is we share. I don't know the goodness or rightness or wrongness or unfairness of it all. I do know that it's the only tattoo I carry, marked inside me forever. Cherished. Despised. Treasured. Mourned.

We share something. I just don't know what it is yet.

[sprout-fics]

Seriously- I know you love my writing and I appreciate it deeply, but please please be patient with me.

I am a masters student in her final semester. I'm behind on schoolwork because of a depressive episode. I have finals coming up. The final part of my thesis is due this week and I haven't started because I've been trying to catch up- only to be sidelined by my endometriosis which I need surgery for as soon as I graduate. I've been putting it off all semester so I can graduate on time and I am very often in pain, which has a negative effect on my schoolwork. I'm job hunting so I can have health insurance when my student health insurance runs out and I am praying I can find a surgeon quickly enough so that I can get my surgery done before then and have at least a portion of it covered. I'm moving back in with my parents because I'm flat broke, and I am constantly worried about student loan payments. I've yet to hear anything positive from the over 50 jobs I've applied to. I need to start packing and figure out a way to sell my furniture before move out day. I am doing this entirely on my own because I live alone and am paying my way through school. I have nobody in my city to help me with any of this.

I am trying my fucking hardest. I'm sorry updates are slow. Writing is not my priority right now. I am not a content machine. I am a person. Please for the love of all things holy be patient, and be gentle with me. Please.

[demigods-posts]

we were deprived of some kind of reunion between annabeth and thalia after the sea of monsters. in case some of y'all forgot, the last time thalia saw annabeth was when annabeth was seven-years-old, a child running from a neglectful family with nothing but the clothes on her back and a hammer. and the last time annabeth saw thalia was when she watched a monster literally rip thalia to shreds long enough for her, luke, and grover, to make it across the chb border. you can't tell me that after they get some time alone, annabeth didn't reveal that she's thirteen, and thalia didn't tear up. you can't tell me that annabeth didn't burst into tears while telling her what happened to luke and thalia didn't let her sob into her chest while also crying herself. you can't tell me that these two didn't talk about the first son of poseidon in centuries and wondered what that meant for the prophecy. you can't tell me that thalia didn't tease annbeth a little bit once she noticed that look in annabeth's eyes when talking about percy. i just need this to exist. somewhere. please.

[slayedthedaybae]

Once saw a pjo Fan comment that Ares was Zeus favourite son because of trials of Apollo and I died inside a little bit. So enjoy my rant about it

1. Apollo in nearly every single myth is described as his dads favourite. No beating around the bush that’s his favourite son (and highly likely child).

2. The Iliad (basic Greek mythology reading) has Zeus tell everyone in the council that Ares is his least favourite child (most likely in all the Gods too)

3. Ares is incredibly loyal to his mother and through many texts (that aren’t biased towards Athena) is seen to love his siblings a whole lot, no matter what his mother says about them. In the myth of him getting abducted by the twin giants who were threatening to r@pe his mother and sister (Artemis) and to force them to marry them. Ares was angered by this and scared for this and tried to fight them by himself leading to his capture, torture and in some tales even r@pe until Hermes rescued him

4. He is the only God (in my memory) to not have ever sa ANYONE. Every single relationship was consensual and is the only man in his family to ever do so with Zeus, Hermes, Hephaestus, Apollo, Hades, Poseidon and Dionysus all having sa people

5. One thing that boils my blood the most though in pjo is his treatment of his children. Ares was despised by his father and his mother put a lot of pressure on him to be perfect for her legacy, causing him to act out a lot and be perceived as vicious and brutal. In every myth though he never wanted his children to feel the same way he did and was apart of every single one of his child’s life.

Hope you enjoyed my rant!!!! And if not well then idk what you want from me