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mydairpercabeth · 4 months

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ghostly-schematics · 4 months

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I think what more people need to understand is that the pjo cast were cast with the intention of matching the reasoning behind their book appearance, rather than just how they were described. Luke, for example, was described in the books as a blond, muscular surfer kind of guy. At the time of publishing (2005), that was your generic attractive character, and he was described like that to make you trust him more so the betrayal was more unexpected. Now, almost twenty years later in the show, he looks like a tiktok fuck boy because that’s what people now tend to like more. On the other hand, Annabeth was blonde in the books because that was what made people doubt her intelligence, which isn’t something as common now. However, racism is still very real (as proven by people’s responses to Leah being cast), which makes people underestimate her, giving way for the same character arc. This concept works with the rest of the castings as well. Grover still gives the vibes of a lovable loser. Percy looks ready to sass a ninety year old man. Chiron looks appropriately wise and the Ares kids look ready to fuck you up.

The only character that I would say is different is Clarisse. In the books she’s described as big and muscular and ugly, as it was quite common at the time to say ugly = bad which is something that has not aged well at all. Dior’s casting goes against those negative attitudes and ties into the theme of “not everyone who looks like a monster is a monster and not everyone who looks like a hero is a hero”

And at the end of the day, everyone in the cast perfectly captures their characters’ personalities regardless of their appearance

#anyway the moral of the story is if you don’t like it fuck off #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy jackson tv series #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #annabeth chase #leah sava jeffries #grover underwood #aryan simhadri #walker scobell #chiron pjo #clarisse la rue #dior goodjohn #my posts #the worst of scar

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whatsitzface · 5 months

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Fuck every percy jackson "fan" who is still complaining about percy & annabeths HAIR COLOURS being different then in the books. I hope Nico is blonde so that all of you cry and scream like fucking toddlers

#like actually #please STFU on pjo fanart #nobody cares that you are upset about annabeth not being blonde YOU DO NOT NEED TO COMMENT IT #like we get that you do not have the skill to make banger pjo fanart yourself (oh noo :((( poor baby)#but maybe your time would be better spent making your own fanart if you wanna complain about how the artist draws a certain character #contrary to unpopular beleif the world does not revolve around you #just because you don't like that leah jeffries is playing annabeth does not mean that the casting is gonna change #go sit in a corner and cry about it and stop having a meltdown in artist comment sections! Literally nobody gives a shit about your opinion #if you are actively bringing down the pjo fandom/tearing apart anything the new adaptation has to offer #then I will gladly inform you that you are NOT a pjo fan #you are an annoying piece of shit that cares more about accuracy then the actual story #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackson series #percy jackson disney+#annabeth chase #leah sava jeffries #walker scobell #leah is our annabeth

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twinsarekeepers · 3 months

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leahbeth and walkerpercy the only percabeth ever and I am so thankful for that because, and i’m sorry to those of you who saw this cursed vision, it genuinely would’ve been the worst thing to ever exist if we’d gotten a white annabeth paired with a black or brown percy

#if i had to watch a yt girl berate a brown or black boy for not knowing something on the big screen ….#someone was going to have to d!e idk #at least in the books i could imagine them as whatever i wanted but in the show it would’ve made me hatttteee percabeth #annabeth just is more likable and her story makes more sense as a black girl 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️#(coming from someone who loved annabeth before leah’s casting)#anyway leahbeth and walkerpercy 🔛🔝!!#percabeth #annabeth chase #percy jackson #black annabeth chase #(the only way she can ever exist btw like it doesn’t work if she’s not black)#idc about percy btw #he can be any race but i personally can only imagine him as walker now #pjotv #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo tv show #pjo disney+#leah sava jeffries #walker scobell

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queenlucythevaliant · 5 months

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harder than you think

i. When the Narnians stole Edmund away from beneath the Witch's blade, they told him he was safe. This wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either.

ii. They brought him to the Stone Table. It was night. Edmund doubted very much that he would find safety there, for he still recoiled at the name of Aslan. He slept fitfully and woke the next morning before the sun was up.

iii. A sliver of gold just beyond the tent flap captured his attention, there in the dark. Unaccountably, Edmund felt the urge to rise and go towards it.

iv. And there was Aslan, who was supposed to be fearsome, supposed to be dangerous, supposed to be powerful, and he was he was he was. Dimly, Edmund felt himself hitting the ground.

v. But then Aslan said, “Come, Son of Adam. Let us walk a while, and reason together.”

vi. And as they walked together, in the cool dewy grass of early morning, the Lion told Edmund everything that he had ever done.

vii. They were standing in front of the Table when the conversation turned. Aslan spoke a riddle of a house blasted into rubble which he would piece back together overnight. He spoke of flesh being pierced, blood being shed, and of rejected stones being used for new foundations. He spoke about water welling up forever, washing you clean of everything you ever did wrong, all the blood that you ever thought of shedding, everything you ever tried to steal, and a river that carries you home when you can't walk anymore and spits you out brand new when it reaches the sea.

viii. Edmund's head swam. Silently, he yearned for the wisdom to understand what he was being told; or, failing that, at least to remember it for as long as it took him to puzzle it out.

ix. And then, the Witch. Then, the battle. The thrones. A year passed, and winter came. In its time, it melted back to glorious spring.

x. “Edmund,” said Lucy one day. “There's something we need to tell you.” She and Susan were cloaked in springtime gossamer, like fairy queens in poems he only half remembered. They sat on the window seat in his study, holding hands white-knuckled: his two beloved sisters.

xi. “It's about Aslan,” Susan said. “And the White Witch, and how he made her renounce her claim on your blood. The night before Beruna, he went back to the Stone Table.”

xii. “He let her kill him,” Lucy cut in. “Instead of you. And then, because he hadn't done anything wrong, the Emperor's Deeper Magic brought him back to life.”

xiii. “We've been arguing all year about how much to tell you,” said Susan wryly. Then, a little gentler, “We don't want to hurt you, but we feel you ought to be told what he did for you.”

xiv. And Edmund, who had never forgotten what Aslan told him on that cool, dewy morning before the sun came up, shut his eyes and whispered, “I know.”

xv. I know, he said. I know that he died. I know that he did it for me. I know he lived again because I saw him the next day, and the next, and the next. I think I know what it means - or at least, I know the shape of it.

xvi. “Oh,” said Lucy. “We should have realized that he would have told you himself.”

xvii. “Yes. But please, tell me the story all the same.”

#finally returning to this little character study series thing #I really like this one #bc Edmund pretty clearly knows about Aslan's sacrifice in later books but as of the end of lww the girls are still debating #what if anything he should be told #and like. imo that was what the early morning talk was #the gospel presented in that Jesus-y way where he's like 'this is all gonna make sense to you in a little bit once it gets fulfilled'#in addition to some of the more specific stuff about Edmund's specific sin probably #in my head the closest parallel for that conversation would end up being the magician's book with lucy #anyway #this whole series is being posted together on ao3 just so you know #narnia #the traitor who mended #reading fairy tales again #pontifications and creations #leah stories

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rebouks · 5 months

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Wyatt’s stomach was still churning too uncomfortably for him to think about dinner, nor did Brynn seem too bothered either; she was far more interested in taking herself to bed. He’d been too distracted to notice earlier, but he suddenly realised she hadn’t even brought a bag along with her.

Wyatt: You didn’t bring anything with you? Brynn: I not really have anything… Wyatt: If I knew you were going to set out with nothing, I might not have been so keen to let you leave. Brynn: It was important to me. Wyatt: I know. Brynn: You came to find me, didn’t you? Wyatt: Perhaps-.. but I changed my mind in the end. Brynn: Before or after you fail? Wyatt: [snorts] In between. Brynn: I not mean to ghost you-.. I hoped to get a new phone, but something more important popped up. Wyatt: It’s okay.. I have your phone, by the way. Brynn: Oh-.. is Gael still breathing? Wyatt: Unfortunately. Brynn: Maybe you knock some sense into him. Wyatt: I doubt it. Brynn: Hm, me too-.. I would have liked to see his face. [Wyatt snickered lowly; he should’ve taken a picture]

Wyatt: Would you still have come back? You know, if it weren’t for-… Brynn: I always plan on coming home. Wyatt: I take it you were busy saving your money? Brynn: Yes! Though your friend Darien helped me in the end. Wyatt: I’ll have to pay him back then. Brynn: Pfft, I pay myself! That’s why I take so long. Wyatt: I could’ve helped you, if you’d asked. Brynn: I not think it fair. Wyatt: What do you mean? Brynn: Is so expensive. Wyatt: And? Brynn: I not want to bankrupt you. [Wyatt squinted, realising he’d never mentioned the fact that his lifestyle didn’t quite match his bank account] Wyatt: Brynn, I could buy us a private jet if I wanted-.. several, in fact. Brynn: Really..? Wyatt: Mhm. Brynn: You live so modestly; I never would know. Wyatt: Well, at least you’re not after my money.

Brynn chuckled sleepily; she hadn’t returned with the intent to sit idly on her hands, but it was nice to know there was no rush to find employment, or to make money. She was beyond exhausted after the past few months

Brynn: Does that mean I not have to get a job? Wyatt: Not unless you want one. Brynn: Will you keep yours? Wyatt: Probably not. I just wanted to know what it felt like-.. mundanity. Brynn: Is kind of rewarding, no? Wyatt: Oddly so. Brynn: I think we have something more rewarding to spend our time on soon. Wyatt: How long do we have to, uh.. prepare? Brynn: I not know exactly. Wyatt: You haven’t been to the doctors? Brynn: I not able to just walk in without being registered! I feel fine, anyway. Wyatt: We’ll sort it out tomorrow-.. get you some clothes n’ stuff afterward. Brynn: You are soft. Wyatt: Only for you.

With no worries left unsaid and no more secrets between them, Brynn draped herself over Wyatt and crashed-.. hard. Some people clearly didn’t understand her choices, but she’d never felt so loved, seen, or safe with anyone else before. She was finally home, and for the first time in her life, she was truly content…

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nerdyfangirlmel · 4 months

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Leah Sava jefferies and Walker scobells ability to show growing emotion, play off of each other, and demonstrate foreshadowing of where their characters and relationships are supposed to go is so phenomenal and better than most grown professional actors.

Like these two 12 year olds DO NOT have an understanding of what love is yet, in fact that is a common theme in the series-them debating over what love looks like.

Percy and Annabeth are 12 they aren’t in love yet, they don’t know each other they are still learning about each other. But they are 12 year olds who DO know that there is this person next to them who has demonstrated putting the other first instead of themselves. The only thing they know what right now is that they are becoming friends. They might know what they think it means to “like” someone in that superficial 12 year old way. But they don’t know what love is.

And Leah and Walker grasp that concept so well. They know that Percy and Annabeth are going to end up together, AND THEY KNOW HOW TO GET THEM THERE!

We’ve all seen book/comic to adaptation where the actor’s chemistry with their supposed love interest DOESN’T get them they’re and the relationship looks forced.

But these kids KNOW what there doing and they know how to get there characters to a relationship that’s going to be convincing.

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grammatically-incoherent · 3 months

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choose your percabeth

things twelve-year-old kids should do: be twelve things twelve-year-old kids should not do: eye fuck each other.

#pjoedit #useraurore #pjo #userbecca #usermichi #fun story... i convinced my boyfriend that the chemistry between logan lerman and alexandra daddario was truly phenomenal #to which he said #THEY'RE TWELVE THAT IS DISGUSTING #then he made me turn it off.#percy jackson #percy jackson the series #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #logan lerman #alexandra daddario #now i can delete the movie

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ciitedexcerpt · 26 days

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The Devil is real, and he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He can be beautiful — because he's a fallen angel, and he used to be God's favorite.

#quote #source : american horror story #american horror story #ahs #ahs murder house #murder house #leah

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post-modern-prometheus · 4 months

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do u think they’re laying all this ground for percy to hate the gods so that there can be a moment of hesitation when he finds out luke has betrayed them. smth to make the olympians fear percy even more. bc they have been horrible, he’s seen it, and now this kid, who hesitated to reject kronos, has the power to “preserve or raze” olympus…

#SPOILERS: leah said annabeth is there durinf the betrayal like invisible. i cant dind the interview again but i SAW IT #so……. IDK #I LOVE THAT THEY CHANGED IT ENOUGH TO BE TRYE TO THE STORY BUT TO KEEP ME GUESSING #pjo spoilers #percy jackson #luke castellan

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charlie-bushnell-updates · 3 months

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New videos of Charlie with Dior, Walker, and Leah from Superbowl Sunday

-- via iamcharliebushnell on Instagram

#charlie bushnell #luke castellan #charlie news from me to you #percy jackson tv show #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #dior goodjohn #via instagram stories #via instagram

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leveloneandup · 1 year

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First runs and reunions

#tobin heath #leah williamson #beth mead #arsenal wfc #ig story

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sofiaruelle · 10 months

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Thinkin about short haired college leche <3

same i miss her. here’s something generic hahhaha

#farmer leche #i love these brushes aaaaaa #watch me make her a little more unhinged #actually i got ideas to ilustrate her origin story and more npc interactions aside from Leah #i love drawing her with short hair right now #but i also want to incorporate hair journey into her story #spoiled bitch = spoiled milk(leche)#spoiled food = green mold #technically milk doesnt go green it curdles #shshhshshshs symbolism. her hair is losely curled theres your curdle #her ass isnt cottage cheese cause she can afford the kim k treatment lmao #jk im just lazy #no mommy milkers tho #i wanna keep the design element of leah being the inverted triangle sillhouete to leche’s triangle #thanks for coming to my ted talk #snorts

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beenovel · 3 months

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Ok I have had this thought rattling around in my head for a full day so I need to get it out.

AU where Annabeth isn’t the daughter of Athena (hear me out) but instead the daughter of Hephaestus.

Annabeth who was granted the ability to control fire. Annabeth who can’t be burned side by side with Percy who can’t be drowned. Annabeth who is just as calculating and wise, because rather than work just off instinct she draws up her own schematics for her creations. Annabeth who doesn’t stick to machines, but forges her own weapons. Annabeth who is terrifying on a battlefield because she knows her weapons like the back of her hand (after all, she made them) and knows exactly how to use them to inflict the most damage. A child of fire falling for a child of water. On the battlefield they are a boiling inferno, destroying everything in their path. Annabeth whose skin radiates heat with a Percy whose skin radiates cool.

#I know this fucks with the story on so many levels but shhhhhhhh #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy pjo #percy and annabeth #annabeth chase #annabeth pjo #annabeth percy jackson #leah is our annabeth #pjo #pjo au #percy jackson au

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queenlucythevaliant · 2 years

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In Narnia, Right was right and courage came with clarity. Beauty abounded and Aslan, even across the sea, never felt so very far away.

That’s how they remembered it in England, at least. Three months gone and the edges were sanded down. Their children’s hearts remembered beauty and clung to victory. If you’re not an idealist when you’re young, there’s something wrong with you.

Peter said, and they all agreed, that their memories of Narnia were like books on a shelf. It was all still there, but filed away. To think of a particular summer dance or ship’s voyage, you had to pull the proper book from its shelf and turn the pages until you found the story you wanted. You could recall the events that way and it would be like any other memory: vivid but imperfect, bathed in old feelings and new, details intact but a fine mist of nostalgia covering the scene.

Their old skills were gone, but what use was swordsmanship in Britain? Most of the time, the Pevensie children scarcely noticed what they had lost. They played in forests and swam in ponds, went to the grocer’s and prepared for school to resume. They were children.

They thought of Narnia often, but it was as one remembers a glorious holiday by the seashore, or the most important novel you’ve ever read. It had changed their lives, but it was past, and memory; a secret language, and daydreams and play-battles out in the Professor’s woods.

Because they were children, the edges of their memories softened, they forgot the things that would have given them nightmares. Right was right in Narnia, after all. They did not remember the sticky, congealing mess of the Witch’s blood that clung to Aslan’s mouth after Beruna, when he had ripped her throat out and devoured her body. They forgot the visceral fear that Rabadash would manage to take Susan to wife by force, and what he would do to her if he did. They forgot the awful chaos of battle, the sickening stench of bellies hewn open and intestines spilling onto the sodden earth. They did not remember living to be twenty, thirty, fifty, sixty, growing old and aching with it, burying friends, and worrying about the succession. The burden of all those years would have broken any children so young.

After they were sent home for the last time, each of the Pevensie children found ways of remembering. Peter joined a fencing league, and soon found that old broadsword techniques would often flutter out of his memory’s pages and into his hands. Susan sketched until she didn’t, until she put away her pad full of fauns and castles and lions in a box of childhood nonsense—but it was many years before that happened. Edmund wrote pages and pages of reminiscences down, trying to externalize the books of his memory. Lucy daydreamed, and she dressed in bright Narnian colors, and sang Narnian songs, and a million other tiny things that scarcely anyone noticed. The Pevensie children found ways to remember. Narnia remained in their minds: a little distant, perhaps, but the ink never faded.

And one day, when he was ready, Edmund was trying to calm his father through the soldier’s panic that followed a car backfiring and he began to remember the feeling of having seen war. The book in his mind opened where the pages had been stuck together, and suddenly he knew how to help.

Lucy began to recall snatches of what it was like to grow old. She looked in on her grandparents more and more. “I know your knee isn’t what it used to be,” she smiled as she went to get the stepstool.

Susan held a classmate tight after a terrible, terrible night and trembled, remembering Rabadash’s hot breath on her face, the way he’d grabbed her forearms with bruising strength and demanded to kiss her. I understand, she whispered. It wasn’t your fault.

Peter, sitting in theology class, remembered the viscera around Aslan’s mouth and began to understand what justice meant.

The terrible parts came back in flashes as the children grew into young men and women. Memories of Narnia expanded to fit their older selves, old horrors and heartaches now many years past. Little by little, the Pevensie children grew back into themselves.

Two Lucys existed, one long past and one in the mirror. Two Edmunds, two Susans, two Peters. The present Lucy did not miss the woman she had grown to be in Narnia, except in rare instances. She had what she needed from her old self. She still had so much growing left to do.

#my prose response to Maria's question that i just answered #comnination headcanon and textual 'this is how Narnia memories work'#Leah stories #once there were four children #narnia #pontifications and creations

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moonsbijou · 7 months

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tho this will inevitably happen i can’t wait for people who haven’t read the books especially little black girls and black women who might be watching it with their daughters to watch it and fall in love with it

#well i can’t wait for people just getting introduced to the story in general to watch it but I’m especially excited for the black girl Ed #pjo #pjo tv show #annabeth chase #leah sava jeffries #can we all storm the capital for Disney to pay their damn actors and writers cuz if this gets cancelled…#percy Jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #darn typos especially excited for the black girls

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