imagine being someone at new rome university and not knowing percy is the same guy as “percy jackson, son of poseidon, two-time hero of olympus, former praetor” because the thought doesn’t even cross your mind. like… he’s percy. he’s a total frat boy. on a normal night, he walks into a party, refers to everyone as bro or dude, socializes with every living (and not-living) person in the room, makes at least 50 sarcastic comments, plays 12 rounds of beer pong, drinks way too much, and then skates around campus on his skateboard yelling “I LOVE NEW YORK” (which makes no sense, because they’re in california) until someone calls his girlfriend to come get him.
and then one day there’s an attack, and frat boy percy is all of a sudden a fighting machine. he’s yelling battle cries alongside the praetors frank zhang and hazel levesque as they lead everyone into battle. (why is he with the praetors? and why…. why in the world do the praetors seem to be following his lead?) his sword slashes through armies of monsters faster than you’ve ever seen. he’s controlling the entire river surrounding the camp, creating huge waves as tall as skyscrapers that crash down all around him, wiping out monsters and causing mass destruction to his enemies’ ranks. the sky is suddenly dark above you, ice-cold water droplets are slashing through the air, and the wind is blowing so aggressively that it’s making it hard to stand up steadily. because he’s somehow created a hurricane.
and he looks terrifying. you can feel the power radiating off of him. he’s like a god. or maybe a monster. it’s hard to tell. you’re a little scared of him, to be honest. but also in total awe, because it’s extraordinary. he’s extraordinary.
frat boy percy is not who you thought he was.
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i love when characters get angry when they're frightened. shelter dog characters. i love when they bite, not able to tell the difference between a hand that feeds and a hand that strikes. there is no difference. a hand is a hand is a fist. i love characters that are deemed unadoptable. unlovable.
and i love when someone loves them. i love when someone sits with them, patient. they don't flinch at the snarling and snapping. they're not trying to fix it—there's nothing to be fixed. this is you, all of you, and ill wait. because one day, one day you'll take the treat. go on, draw my blood. spit and curse and rage. you're safe with me. one day, you'll feel safe with me.
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A reminder to all my lovely fellow writers: progress is progress, even when it isn't. Writing four thousand words in a session is progress. Writing a hundred words in a session is progress. Removing an entire scene because it doesn't flow well is progress. Rethinking your plan for the plot in order to get unstuck is progress. Development looks different for every writer and every story.
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Manga-Anime comparison:
BOMBASTIC SIDEYE
He's my package give it back
We added eyes and a Mickbell so he won't eat your soul!
This... I hold this close to my heart <3
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i think everyone hates me actually
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Just a little young rev America because I've been making pumpkin scones and it's cold in the morning so basically it's fall and I always get rev war feels in the fall.
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i remember ages ago i did a poll on here that was a basic "if you had guarenteed income would you still choose to have a job?" and i was so shocked at how many people said yes. like i couldnt fathom how people would choose to go out every day just because they like having something to do and genuinely say they feel fulfilled by it.
...anyways it turns out if you, like me, consider the mere thought of work to be torture both physically and mentally, no matter how well it pays, you may in fact be experiencing "symptoms" of a "disorder", and should, perhaps, "talk" to your "doctor" ,
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ppl who overemphasize the andreil height difference make no sense to me like. it’s 3 inches and andrew prolly wears his fuck ass platform boots while neil prances around in sneakers so worn out he might as well just be wearing socks. be fr they’re practically eye to eye neil’s just got a complex and points out andrew’s height every other sentence
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