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love the fact that percy and annabeth both think that the title of gf/bf doesn’t truly encapsulate their relationship. love that annabeth calls percy “her friend” to damasen in tartarus because she thought the title “boyfriend” didn’t cover all that percy was to her and that “friend” was more accurate. they are dating but they are best friends above everything else and god isn’t that just so beautiful

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first youtube analysis i've wanted to watch voluntarily

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Piper is not a pick me. But she did have a special kind of 'I'm not like other girls' phase. But it's not what you think. Her problem wasn't that she didn't want to be like other girls. It was that she didn't want to be like others. Period.

As the daughter of a Tristan Mclean, she probably got a lot of unwanted attention. Every experimental hairstyle or fashion choice was commented upon. She, like any other person, was made up of harmonious and conflicting parts. And every part of her came with specific expectations. She was a girl. She was a cherokee. She was a celebrity's daughter. She was a lot and she was enough. But it didn't always feel like it.

As a girl she was expected to care about her appearance and her relationships. As the daughter of a film star, she was expected to wear designer brands and be a role model. So she did the opposite. She wore t-shirts and cut her hair until it was choppy and uneven. She became a problem child that stole cars.

And when she was claimed by Aphrodite, it became yet another list of traits that she would have to follow. Even more expectations she would have to meet. It wasn't that she saw love and beauty as beneath her. It was that she felt like she had to be all those things. It was that she felt that if she gave in to the expectations, that would be all she was. She didn't have a problem with being what she was expected to be. She had a problem with not being allowed to be more than that.

So she went so far into the other extreme that she never stopped to think that maybe she might be interested in the things she pushed away. That she might like wearing makeup or wearing dresses or styling her hair. She never had the space to explore what she liked and disliked. She only had judgement when she tried to figure herself out.

She felt like she had the instructions of what to do with her life right in front of her. But she couldn't read it. Or she didn't want to. She had decided that she would come to the conclusion of who she was by herself. Because she was sick of having to force herself into made up boxes that had only ever weighed her down. She wasn't just a girl. She wasn't just a Cherokee. And she wasn't just the daughter of Tristan Mclean and Aphrodite. She was all of that and more.

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PJO Trauma Candy Salad Part 2!

Part 1

Piper McLean is both an agent of chaos and a woman of the people. After the success of the seven’s trauma candy salad video, she begs (and bribes) a few of the others to join in. The video goes viral, and they end up as a trending topic for 3 days.

Reyna: Hello, my name is Reyna, and I got kidnapped by pirates after Percy Jackson destroyed my home…I brought peach rings.

Will: Hi, I’m Will, and my dad and I are the same age. I’m putting in fruit gummies. 

Rachel: Hey everyone, I’m Rachel, and the first time I met Percy, he tried to stab me with a sword. I’m adding nerds gummy clusters. 

Percy: My name is Per-

Piper (behind the camera): Percy, you already went last time.

Annabeth (also behind camera): Just let him do it; he needs this. 

Percy: My name is Percy Jackson, and I was kidnapped by my aunt and assumed dead for six months. I brought shark gummies!

Clarisse: What’s up, I’m Clarisse, and I was one of four survivors of a boat explosion in the Bermuda Triangle. I brought some warheads extremes. 

Magnus: Hey, I’m Magnus, and after my mom was murdered by wolves in front of me, I spent two years living on the streets. I’m adding sour patch kids. 

Nico: Nico just stares directly into the camera for a few seconds while pouring in black chocolate rocks. "I know what hell actually looks like."

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Okay, hear me out: The seven decide to do a trauma candy salad on Piper’s social media, and within a day it becomes her most liked post and starts 6 new conspiracies.

Percy: Hey, I’m Percy Jackson, and when I was 12, I accidentally blew up the gateway arch, and there was a nation-wide manhunt for me because they thought I was a terrorist. I brought Reese's Pieces.

Annabeth: My name is Annabeth, and when I was 7 years old, I ran away from home and lived on the streets with two other kids until one of them was murdered in front of me. I brought starbursts.

Leo: Hi! I’m Leo, and my mother died in a warehouse fire, but my entire family blamed me for her death, so I was put in foster care. I brought skittles!

Piper: I’m Piper, and my dad was held hostage, and his kidnappers tried to blackmail me, so I brought the m&m's. 

Jason: My name is Jason and I was abandoned in the woods and raised by wolves. I brought some Swedish fish.

Frank: I’m Frank, and when my mom died, my grandmother kicked me out of the house and told me to go to California. After I came back to ask her about our family history, the house burned down and she vanished. I brought some gummy bears

Hazel: When I was 13, I died. I’m putting in life savers :)

Part 2!

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yes, percy rose through the ranks of new rome disturbingly fast. no, jason did not do the same at camp half blood. yes, percy's rise to leadership at both camps took about two weeks and was completely unplanned. no, the same cannot be said for jason. his rise was carefully planned and took over a decade. they're both children of the big three, but where percy thrums with raw power, jason is a sword honed by zeus and hera. where percy is a survivor, jason is a weapon. where percy is a cycle breaker, jason can't get out. jason's fatal flaw was temptation to deliberate because he never managed to make his own choices. he was every classic definition of a hero rolled into one, and he never questioned it because his happiness came after the responsibility. jason was never going to ascend as fast as percy because jason was raised on hard work and discipline while percy, an abuse survivor and child of poverty, knew when to fight dirty. where jason was a transplant, percy was an invasive species. jason was always going to die because he was never more than a tool for the gods to throw away when he outlived his usefulness, or when he started to question his place. if someone as locked down as jason can question the system, anyone can. now that luke has put thoughts of overthrow in everyone's heads, zeus has to be very careful because while jason was expendable as his weapon, percy was unexpected in every way. zeus has no plan for him. when percy dies, he will become a martyr, so he can't die, except now everyone knows that percy doesn't want to be a god either. jason had to die, and now percy has to live.

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whatever you do, don’t think about how apollo is the god of both healing and music, so one of the loudest sounds during the battle of manhattan was probably that of apollo children singing hymns. trying to heal their companions. their voices raspy from overuse, choked from tears, barely audible as they ran out of breath. the tower was probably full of two main sounds- crying and singing. running down the street, you’d probably hear their lovely voices singing songs of death, fighting a war against not only kronos but thanatos, doing whatever it took to save.

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"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it." !!!!!!!!!!!

im in love with Mary Shelley

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just a heads up to my fellow writers out there that AO3 is currently fighting off bots commenting on people’s works to tell them that AO3 will delete their fics “due to the works being deprecated”, and the deletion will affect their accounts unless the authors delete the fics themselves first. IT IS A SCAM. AO3 will NOT delete your works. please do NOT fall for these bots!

I’ve been told the reason why these bots are doing this is due to copyright infringement issue where they’re trying to steal your works (possibly to train AI but this is just a guess) ‼️‼️‼️and once you deleted your fics, it will be either very difficult or impossible for you to claim ownership of your own fics when they were already deleted.‼️‼️‼️

a reminder that AO3 will never contact you through your comments section (in case they claim to be one of the moderators). AO3 will only contact you through your email address which you use to register your account, and it will be from AO3’s official handle. not some sketchy ass @

so if you get a comment telling you you should “delete your works to protect your account because AO3 is doing blah blah blah” report that comment. don’t delete your works.

PLEASE DO NOT FALL FOR THESE SCAM.

AO3 IS NOT DELETING WORKS.

DO NOT DELETE YOUR WORKS JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE CLAIMS THEY KNOW SOMETHING.

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real

had a dream I went to a hozier concert and mr. hozier stopped singing and pointed to me in the crowd and asked me to go get him some extra crispy tofu and a blueberry shake for after the show and then the crowd passed his debit card to me and when I got it I could see his real legal name was Horace Bob-omb

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yes

will solace having very very thick and curly and messy hair is so important to me. combs and brushes hate him. lee tried to brush his hair once and the handle broke off. there might be a bird in his hair. but despite all that it is still soft. nico likes to run his hand through it. maybe nico is the bird

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what the fuck. destroyed me

Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.

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Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.

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The girl's hands shook as she pressed against the wound, her fingers slick with the woman's blood.

“You idiot,” she choked. “You let me stab you.”

The woman tried to laugh, but only a broken sound escaped.

“I’ve always let you do whatever you wanted. Why would I stop now?”

Outside, the mob roared. The girl had planned this for years. The perfect betrayal. The revolution’s final stroke. So why did it feel like she was the one dying?

The woman reached for the dagger with a shaking hand. With one flick the girl's fingerprints vanished from it.

“When I’m no longer breathing,” she whispered, “will you think of me as a cruel ruler?”

The girl's tears hit the woman's cheeks like rain. “I will try not to.”

The woman offered a half-smile, the life draining from her face. Then, softly: “And when there are no eyes watching… will you remember me as your mother?”

A sob. “Always.”

| excerpts from a novel I will never write

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Golden Child ✨✨✨

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Quick Frankenstein's monster sketch in Procreate.

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