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I am so so so so so TIRED to see people fatshaming two perfectly healthy girls because they have round faces. It’s disgusting.
The actresses of Mai and Azula are on point for their roles. Hell, if they were chosen there must be a reason, it’s not like there’s no Asian actresses out there they could choose from.
People can’t accept that Azula can have a characterization beyond “crazy and sadist sicko”. She’s a perfectionist. She’s an asset to her father. She’s jealous of Zuko’s birthright and of how it might take what she has away. Those are things that OG Azula too had. The only difference is that we actually see it in season one and have a background on her, rather than writing it in a rant. And what has been added only makes her a more complex character, given the change in the family dynamic as well.
And Mai? The actress is talented, she delivers a good Mai, and does justice to the character. She’s 17 and at the beginning of her career, of course it won’t be perfect. She gets to grow. Thing is, you guys won’t let her, because a square jaw scares you so flipping bad that you feel the need to shame her for it.
Everyone is a body positivity advocate until a girl with a rounder face shape is cast as a character in a live action you are NOT forced to watch? Seriously?
I’ve seen so many people on the internet calling them all sort of names, fatshaming them, insulting their work without even focusing on the acting. And I’m like, what’s to fatshame there? Let me tell you: nothing.
If I have to put it through your thick head like this, so be it. Even though I hate talking about and comparing bodies.
This below is a picture of Azula’s actress.
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She has the face card, she has the jawline, and she has a fit, enviable body. And you still have the audacity to “fat-shame” her?
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These two pictures are in costume. Again, face card and an enviable body. She even has the expression for Azula. You see a girl with a rounder shape of face and will automatically go “no she’s too cute to be Azula!!” Dude. No. When she will actually deliver as the crazy girl we know, she will devour. She will, and you all will switch back because that’s what you are, slimy switchers.
And now, onto Mai’s actress, a very beautiful girl with talent and looks. She is literally so pretty, and you dare hate on her? You dare shame her for how she looks? From what I’ve heard she’s a minor, too, so this makes you 100000% more slimy and undeserving of any sympathy in my book.
This is her, this is the girl.
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She’s literally so pretty. Maybe she hasn’t got the same facial structure of Mai, but she delivered all her lines she had in the little screen time and with the discutibile scenes she was given. She was good. But you see a square jaw, a rounder shape of face, and are immediately triggered.
And you can’t even use the stupid argument of “she’s fat”, because this is literally her.
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A very normal, very healthy young woman. Not as skinny as OG Mai? So what? She’s still a fricking thin girl. Nowhere as “fat” as you haters make her to be.
I shouldn’t have to explain common sense and basic decency to grown adults, and yet here we are.
This is honestly so frustrating. In the year of 2024 you can’t possibly justify insulting girls like this, with no shame. It’s absolutely idiotic and shows very a big lack of brain cells. I see you, haters, behind your device, with your insecurities and shame for yourself, laughing at two girls who made it farther than you ever will. You can critique the acting once you’ve seen it in full potential. Until then, shut your tramp up. This is very small dick energy of you.
I don’t see why I should treat you with kindness when you are so eager to make this kind of jokes about pretty and in shape girls you are very obviously jealous of. Go touch some grass, incels.
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burst-of-iridescent · 2 months
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the way atla fandom is treating the actors for zuko, azula and mai in the netflix live action is genuinely disgusting. you do realize real people aren’t gonna have perfect knife-sharp jawlines without an ounce of fat, right? or that making unwarranted comments about the appearances of teenagers because they have the audacity to have actual human proportions is really fucking gross? saying that they should lose weight or that they look too soft or nice or whatever the fuck it is, as if their resemblance to 2D characters is more important than their health and mental well-being, is a fucking asshole move.
these are real people, not stand-ins for your fav fictional characters. get a fucking grip and grow up, jfc.
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ohmydamgods · 4 months
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Percy immediately asking Annabeth “so that’s what you’re doing to me?” After she said she had to “earn” Thalias love implying that he wants to and is planning on earning her love…
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How I’d rewrite HOO with my Dream Team Seven P.2
I bet your thinking I’m about to do the son of Neptune? Well your wrong this post is going to be about the Quest for Buford. Except I’m redoing it so that we can focus on some pretty big things that happened in my Lost Hero rewrite. For all of you that didn’t see the post or just didn’t read it. I’ll summarize what happens for you.
Hunters of Artemis are annihilated like all of them are dead.
Thalia gets her arm sliced off
Leo and his Cabin-Mates have tension
Jason has all his memories back and as such is lowkey suffering
So basically what I’m going to do is retool the side story Quest for Buford so that it has more impact on the characters as a whole. So let’s just hop right in so that I can geek out on you. But let me just tell you the title of the new side book.
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Back In Black
(Get it cause Thalia is wearing the black leather jacket instead of the silver hunting one. It’s also a reference to the AC DC album)
Let cover the main characters of this book.
Thalia Grace
The main character is this side book because let’s be honest we deserves some more of her as a main character. Here Thalia is still basically adjusting to having her life flipped on it’s head but has the support of her brother (Jason) and old friends (Annabeth & Percy). The quest of this book is that Artemis gives her a quest to hunt down a big game and prove herself “worthy” of being a hunter of Artemis again. She has a time limit of a week before she is just kicked out of the Hunters. (Even though she is the only Hunter left). The reason she has to prove herself is because she basically abandoned them in my rewrite to help Jason with his quest. But where will she find big game? Well that’s where another main character comes in.
Leo Valdez
Here Leo serves sorta the same role he served in Quest for Buford. That role being the comic relief and creator of conflict. So yeah the same thing happens with Buford running off except he runs off because Leo and sibling have an argument which scares Buford. Who has the part Leo needs and a little something else. The details of the argument aren’t said until later. So yeah he goes to recruit help to find Buford. That help being Jason,Drew,and Thalia. Sadly Drew can’t help because she is still trying to smooth things out with her cabin. So that leaves Thalia,Leo,and Jason to contain the problem. Speaking of Jason.
Jason Grace
You think that Jason would be doing a little better since he has all of his memories back. Well you’d be wrong because his relationship with Piper is on the rocks thanks to the memory of Reyna,his sister is suffering and now has to do a dangerous quest,and he feels like everyone is against him since he is a Roman in a Greek camp. So yeah Jason isn’t doing too good. When Leo comes to get him he is happy because he needs a distraction from everything.
The Story
Now all the cards of this story are set and the players are in their places. Now let’s get this story started cause it’s Thalia time baby.
So the story opens on Thalia going through her recovery period. We see how hard it is for Thalia to operate with one arm and get a deep dive into her thoughts about the Hunters Annihilation. This eventually links to the Luke and the Great Prophecy situation. However as usual Thalia tries to keep things under wraps while with her friends because she doesn’t want to admit to a weakness such as when she got angry at Percy for talking about her fear of heights when he found out. We then get a sweet moment between Annabeth and Thalia just talking about the whole Luke situation and closing the conversation with Annabeth saying she’s happy that Thalia is around more often.
Which makes Thalia think some more on why she joined the Hunters aside from Zoe’s death and escaping the Prophecy and eventually just comes up blank. Though before she can really do some more thinking Artemis appears before her and scolds her for leaving the Hunters behind for a male. This brings back Thalia’s guilt about the situation full force. Then Artemis let’s her what she has to do to prove herself worthy of being a Hunter again.
Right after Artemis leaves,Jason and Leo basically bust down her door and tell her they need her help with finding Buford. Of course Thalia is gonna help because remember right now she thinks that she failed the Hunters so helping out her little brother will make her feel a little better. But Chiron basically stops them and says Thalia is still recovering and they will need to leave. The boys are bummed and frustrated but Thalia tells them to just come at night and she’ll sneak out to help them. This earns her a point in Leo’s book cause remember he’s a troublemaker and sneaking out is cool in his book.
(I’m trying make Thalia & Leo a couple but I have to build up their friendship first for it to work. Also Leo needs serious character growth)
So anyway they come to get Thalia at night and she sneaks out of the infirmary. They then continue on their way into the forest. Along the way Jason,and Thalia ask Leo what he needs their help for. Leo then tells them about the whole argument with siblings and Buford running away but doesn’t give the details for what the argument was about. They say if his siblings are bothering him they can talk to them. To which Leo responds that he doesn’t want their pity just their help.
(In this rewrite the part that Buford has helps make the ship fly so their won’t be some life erasing explosion in this version)
Eventually they happen upon the Maeneds that worship Dionysus. So yeah they see them tear apart a dragon with their bare hands and wisely decide to move away from them. However Leo notices that Buford was torn apart by the Maeneds but the storage part of him that has the stuff is fine. Thalia also realizes that the Maeneds would make excellent big game because of how dangerous they are and if she traps them without hurting them she’ll win back Artemis’s favor. So now they decide to worry about that tomorrow and sleep on it.
When they wake up tomorrow Thalia is deemed fit enough to be let out of the infirmary by Will Solace. (I figured I might as well show he exist before Blood of Olympus) Thalia now only has 6 days left to catch the Maeneds. Leo then calls the group back together and they go back to the clearing and see the Maeneds are gone but Buford’s compartment is still where it was the night before. Leo then runs down grabs the compartment and comes back to the siblings. He now has the part he needs and that little something else.
He then shows what it is to reveal a robot arm for Thalia. He tells her they are a bunch of functions like a built in bow,shield,and even a net thrower. She ask why he made this for her. He says that he made it because he didn’t want his friend to look so down. She then pulls Leo into a hug while thanking him. This is important because this it helps build up these twos friendship before they move into crush territory. Leo is embarrassed because he’s not used to people giving him physical affection.
We then see Thalia now equipped with her robot arm try and track down the Maeneds. With Jason and Leo being her backup. We the run into the Maeneds again but they struggle because the Maeneds are just way stronger at this point than any of them. So they have to think smart. This is where Thalia’s leadership skills get to shine. She tells Leo to do a smokescreen on the Maeneds. Then for Jason to hit them with some lightning while she runs in to get them while they’re disoriented.
The plan sorta works because Leo’s smokescreen disorients the Maeneds and the lightning does strike them but most of them manage to get away with Thalia only managing to net one and even then she can sorta get out if she struggles hard enough. The three then reconvene and determine that this won’t work unless they have a bigger advantage of surprise. The Maened then breaks the net and runs away leaving them to try again tomorrow.
We open the next day with Thalia trying out the crossbow function of her new robot arm and with Leo supervising it to make sure it works. Jason then comes in and ask how the arm is. Thalia says she likes it with Leo joking that of course she would like it. Jason then asks for a sparring to really test it out. Thalia accepts and they duke it out. Here we see a big difference of fighting style between Greeks and Romans.
The difference between the two is that the Romans have a more defense style focused on tiring out their opponents. While the Greeks fight more aggressively and try to take their opponents down quickly. We even see this is the canon book series with Jason fighting more defensive while Percy is all about slashing and killing.
Eventually it comes down to a draw though only because Jason’s mind wasn’t completely on the fight and focused on something else. Thalia being the good big sister she is notices and ask about it. Where we learn that Jason’s relationship is on the rocks because of him remembering his old life at New Rome and how he’s different from the person Piper remembers.
Thalia said hen chimes in and tells him that of course he’s different from the person Piper remembers because he isn’t that person. That the person Piper remembers is the person Hera wants her to remember. She then ends it off with saying that no matter what person he is he will always be her little brother and she will always be there. They then end off the conversation with a hug between brother and sister.
We then fast forward to the last day that Thalia has to catch the Maeneds and prove herself. We then get some internal monologue about the whole quest and her thoughts about the whole new friends and past family she now has. We get the final assault on the Maeneds with the same strategy as the last time except Thalia is no longer rusty and Leo now has sleep has to use on them all.
Jason then ask why Thalia wanted to capture them with Thalia spilling the beans about the whole quest Artemis gave her. After spilling the beans,Artemis appears in a brilliant flash of silver. She then basically gives a whole spiel of how Thalia is now worthy and now she just has to come with her. Thalia is initially ecstatic because she can go back to some semblance of normalcy.
Then as she turns around to say some goodbyes she see how sad Jason & Leo are. This then triggers her to remember the talk with Annabeth about Luke. This cause her to realize that she’s been running for away from from all the problems in her life. She then decides not to run for once.
So yeah ultimately Thalia thanks Artemis for allowing her to be Hunter but she wants to stay with her friends and family. So yeah then they walk back to Camp-HalfBlood joking all the way there.
Conclusion
So yeah now I completed all the things I feel like I needed to complete before I move onto my Son of Neptune rewrite. I have effectively made Thalia stay in Cqmp and develop a tiny bit. Drew is more than a one dimensional bully archetype. Jason is building more of a character. Leo is decent as always around this part of the series but having the changes to keep his character consistent.
Well now I feel I’m ready to the Son of Neptune but not right now the long post format is getting to me and shifted interest a little bit back to the teen titans and DC whole. (Though I will probably be making long post about DC so watch out for those cause boy do I have some opinions)
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echo-stimmingrose · 1 year
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I'm midway through House of Hades and I've only read the PJO books before that.
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Percy could absolutely kick Jason's ass in a fight and I will die on this hill
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titansarmy · 10 months
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on today’s thalialuke thoughts, the reason why thalia is able to cut off luke so quickly whereas annabeth isn’t is because it makes sense for thalia that luke got there. thalia knew luke better than annabeth ever did, she knew how much she hated his parents and how much resentment he held against the gods. and above all, she knew how he had started to act since his visit to may castellan’s and his talk with hermes. annabeth does not (says thalia) bc she was 7 and understood up to the point of “luke’s parents make him upset”. so thalia has seen luke already pushing it and making bad choices and then she dies and then she wakes up again and she’s immediately told that he’s gone, that he’s made an awful choice and she mourns him and it breaks her heart but it checks out. thalia can see how he got there and she knows how strongly he hates his dad and the gods and it still hurts her to go against him but if anything, going against him and seeing him fully as kronos’ little pawn, it solidifies her understanding that there’s no bringing him back, luke is gone. she won’t go soft on him because she knows that his choices go way beyond what they had, the family they had. thalia understands there is no bringing him back while annabeth hopes she still can somehow.
tldr; thalia understood luke’s motives better than annabeth, hence why she is way more tough on her approach to luke.
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gentil-minou · 6 months
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HI I JUST BINGE READ YOIR ONE UPON A TIME FANFIC AND I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT IT'S MY NEW OBSESSION??!!!!! I LOVE YOUR CHARACTERIZATION AND HOW YOU ADAPTED THE ENTIRE STORY TO OUAT I JUST THINK IT'S SO SO COOL AND CREATIVE IM SO EXCITED FOR THE NEW CHAPTER WOW THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!
Ahhhhhh, I'm so glad you like it!!!! I'm having a blast adapting it to the story and I'm excited to see what people think about where we go next. I've never been so obsessed with my own AU before and it's so much fun writing it! I'm glad readers are so nice too!!!
I'm not going to be updating it for a few weeks because I want to get further ahead in writing and also release a couple oneshots before the end of October. But since you were so sweet, here's a preview of Lan Wangji's POV in chapter 4!
(very rough first draft, not read through/edited)
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Over the last few years, Lan Wangji has honed his morning routine into an art form in itself. He adheres to a strict schedule meant to both relax him from the pressures of his stressful career and responsibilities while preparing him for the day ahead.
He would wake at exactly five every morning and start by tidying his bed after a night slept in the same supine position with his hands folded over his chest to promote ergonomic comfort. He would take the time to perfectly align the covers and pillows on his clean white bedspread, and maximize the congruence in his pristine white room.
He’d complete his thirty-minute morning meditation before changing into his workout gear and, after checking on Sizhui still fast asleep and ensuring the security system is armed, heading out for his daily ten-mile run. He’d follow the exact same path as he always has that promote endurance and sustain while allowing for a level of difficulty that still provides some challenge.
When he’d arrive back home, he would shower and masturbate clinically and efficiently, focusing on relieving tension. Then he’d dress for the day in the outfit he’d prepared the night before and head downstairs to cook a balanced and nutritious breakfast for Sizhui.
Lan Wangji has followed this routine for years without the slightest deviation.
Except yesterday, Sunday, was a significant deviation in its entirety, and suddenly Lan Wangji’s carefully maintained morning routine goes up in ashes.
This Monday morning, he begins his day by oversleeping and missing his natural wakeup time by twenty minutes. He blearily rolls out of bed, searching for the phone he normally keeps on the dresser to promote sleep wellness, except he finds it buried amongst the sheets he’d spent the night before tossing and turning in.
He makes mistake after mistake as he hastily tries to fix his bed, ruining creases that were strategically embedded into the sheets by force of habit, until he at last gives up and stumbles into the bathroom, leaving the scarlet red throw blanket he’d bought yesterday in a messy pile at the center of the bed.
His morning meditation is useless, and he ends it after just five minutes of hearing an endless stream of Lan Zhan! in various unsettling tones. He puts his sneakers on left foot first instead of right and inputs the wrong code for the security system three times before getting it right. He misses a turn on his run and ends up taking a different circuitous route around the lake that requires him to double back along the beach and collect enough sand in his shoes to create a beach in his backyard.
When Lan Wangji finally arrives back home, he goes to the kitchen and downs a glass of water in a single gulp, out of breath and somehow feeling even more disconcerted than he did when he woke up.
Then, he stares at the spot Wei Ying had been sitting just twenty-four hours ago. He remembers the way Wei Ying chewed on his bottom lip when he was thinking, how entranced Lan Wangji had been by the freckle under that lip.  How every time Wei Ying would gnaw on that mouth, Lan Wangji would find himself torn between offering him a chapstick or biting those lips himself.
It takes him a moment to realize he’s started grinding himself against the edge of the counter, the very spot where Wei Ying had been leaning against just yesterday…
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hyacjnthus · 1 year
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the pjo fans are having a field day in those comments
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bunkernine · 2 years
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so i've been mentally and ig physically working on this au for years and some parts change and some don't, but it's really taken a life of its own rn. lots of things have been rearranged, attitudes have changed, plot points switches and warped. think it's amusing that ppl like that au and I wish I had written it down in a more coherent way in that post, but every couple of months i sit down and open that godforsaken document and drop 2k and go <( ̄︶ ̄)> just the little things in life
#anyway something i was thinking abt when i was playing the sims was how the three of them interact with medea and khione eventually midas#im a little sad because i have an entire outline and multiple chapters for my soul eater au that ive just been. idk#siphoning off from 😞 but either way details come together 🤔#nina makes me woozy but energized 🥳 some of the details that they know have been changed so its a little funny#but either way this is fun for me 👍 i have also neen thinking about piper gun weapon 🙄🙄🙄🙄 noooo its shaped like a heart nooooo#stealing that detail from the WORST manga ever 😭😭😭 LORD. not a gun gun but more like. idk 🙂#i have also toyed with jason weapons and thought about him seeing thalia with a bow and arrow. played with lighting as arrows but ah 🙂#i think i will keep jason away from lightning and push him more to air powers. have been watching korra for that 💀💀💀 but there is a#scene where leo is like here is a sword hilt u can make a lightning sword and jason is like 'what. this is dumb' and then he does it#and its dumb but they start fucking around and having fun with it 😭😭😭 man. love antics.#🙂 ultimately leo makes sense for the bow and arrow anyway BECAUSE HE CANONICALLY HAS PERFECT AIM???? WHY DID RIORDAN NOT DO THAT?????#he and frank couldve... u know what. no comment. every arrow leo would have would do something different. 🙄🙄🙄 not that hes a fighter#man. ugh. jason lightning whip couldve had potenetial. nvm. just remember hes 'not all romans' jason 🙂🙂🙂 😭😭😭😭#i wish i could talk more abt this au and how things have changed and moved but id rather just post it 💀💀💀#eviltrio au
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livlaughloveluke · 2 months
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𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 - 𝐥.𝐜 🪸
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daughter of poseidon!reader x luke castellan 🫧
summary- in an attempt to keep percy from going insane, y/n is forced to keep her relationship with luke a secret
warnings- feminine reader, post tlt but no luke betrayal (percy is there and chris and clarisse are together), use of y/n
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Since the dawn of time, you and Luke Castellan have been best friends. Attached at the hip since birth, the two of you have always been close. He was the one who helped you conquer your most intimidating challenges, whether that be the nervousness due to the first day of school or a Minotaur vigorously hunting you down.
And you assisted him, too. On those sleepless nights due to haunting nightmares, you lay beside him, comforting him through every scared shiver. It had always been Luke and Y/N, two peas in a pod, destined to spend eternity together.
Now, you both reside in Camp Half-Blood, eagerly awaiting your next adventure. You loved your time at the summer camp, whether it was tending to the young children or paddle boarding on the smooth and crystal blue lake that glimmered as sunlight passed through. It was thrilling to live such a beautiful life with the people you loved most.
It all started when you waltzed into the infirmary at fourteen, hurt and confused, with Luke and Annabeth by your side. The journey to get here was long and painful, losing one of your best friends, Thalia, in the process. Your head throbbed as Chiron explained the basis of everything, since this whole Greek God situation could be hard to process.
Poseidon, the God of the Sea, claimed you with ease the moment he saw you lingering by the lake all day. With Hermes, it took him a lot longer to accept Luke. However, you cheered him up when no one else could, lighting up his whole world, and no matter how bummed he was about his absent father, your illuminating smile shifted his mood instantly.
You’ve been a year-rounder since then; the world is too dangerous for you to venture off. Every once in a blue moon, however, you wish that just for one year, the monsters would stop prowling and you could explore the cities that tourists swarmed on a regular basis. Other times, you were happy to live in the warm solace you referred to as camp. The companions made inside the safe haven were incomparable to all the mysteries that roamed outside.
Around a year ago, a small blond boy arrived, his cluelessness mirroring yours when you first stumbled in. As you gave him the standard tour, something seemed to be off. The stories he shared of devious monsters attacking reminded you of your childhood, and a feeling of suspicion and concern arose.
Your wariness was only confirmed when the golden trident floated above Percy’s head. Sure, you were excited to have a younger brother, but you knew the dangers the life of a forbidden child contained. So, you made it your honorary job to protect him no matter the circumstance. You taught him how to surf and how to use his powers for the greater good.  And so a magnificent connection was formed, with you and him bonding like full siblings. He loved hearing all of the gossip between the older campers, and you loved when he updated you on how his friends were doing. Not to mention the chaotic board game nights you and he shared with Annabeth and Luke. There were almost no hidden secrets, for you told each other everything. Which is why you felt horrible about the massive personal detail you left out of your weekly yapping session.
You and Luke had been dating for three months. You had liked each other for a while, but eventually the overly flirty comments and long stares got the best of him, and he confessed . One breezy night, he asked you to meet him on the waterfront before bed. You obliged, stepping out into the chilly weather to find hundreds of blooming flowers (courtesy of the Demeter kids) arranged neatly in a heart. It was cheesy, but it was the exact type of movie love you were looking for.
That chilly, moonlit evening, you decided it was best to keep your relationship hidden from Percy and, for that matter, most of the camp. Close friends, such as Clarisse and Chris, knew, but that was only because you went on frequent double dates with the pair. But that doesn’t mean others didn’t bat an eye at your overly friendly relationship. You had almost been caught multiple times, despite Luke being the son of Hermes, who was known for his sly nature. 
The first time it happened was entirely Luke's fault. You and him had just finished archery training and were walking to lunch, where the rest of camp resided. As soon as you approached the bustling picnic tables, you were dragged off by the Aphrodite kids, who wanted your help with some fashion emergencies. That left Luke with Chris and Percy, along with some other campers from Hermes cabin.  -
“How was archery?” Asked an unclaimed kid, who Luke had little interaction with. They had small talk every once in a while, but not enough for him to know any personal details about his life.
“It was fine. You know, my girlfrie-“
Luke was lucky looks couldn’t kill, because with the way Percy and Chris were staring at him, he would have been six feet under already. He tried his best to salvage the situation, continuing on as if nothing had happened.
“My friend hit three bullseyes in a row. It was really impressive.” He finished, staring down as he pushed around his mushy broccoli with a flimsy spork, hoping to avoid the glares of his, let's face it, practically brother-in-law. Lucky for him, Percy shrugged it off, and the topic was quickly changed. 
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The second time, however, was most certainly your mistake.
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The dull light from the moon provided little protection from the consuming jet black sky. You and Luke had to sneak out after hours often, which was one of the major downsides to a private relationship.
“No!” You playfully shouted, trying to juke him out as you ran through the rocky sand of the shoreline. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately), your boyfriend was the most athletic kid on camp. He easily caught you before throwing you over his shoulder and carrying you to the navy blue lake. 
You gently punched his back through strained laughter, gasping for oxygen. But as he attempted to step into the cold winter waters, you used your powers to manipulate the sea so it avoided his path. And with one quick swoop of your hand, he was drenched with the cooling solution, and you remained dry. 
He set you down, aggressively shaking the water from his head. “I forgot you were like the princess of the sea.” He said. Your harmonious giggles caused him to grin from ear to ear. 
“Yeah, maybe not the best choice on your end. C’mon, Percy probably has a shirt for you.” You replied, interlocking your fingers and skipping back to your cabin. 
You sneakily creaked the door open, hand over your mouth to try and hush the laughs that spilled out. Percy was sound asleep, snoring softly as you made your way to his dresser, rummaging through the array of neon orange shirts.
“Here. Mr. D gave him the wrong size by accident a while ago.” You whispered toward him before dragging him back out with the fabric still in hand. Once outside, he slid his soaking shirt off, carefully placing it next to your clothes that hung on the drying line. After giving him the t-shirt, you kissed him goodnight and headed back to get some much-needed sleep.
The next day, Percy awoke you with violent shakes, causing you to twist and groan with confusion.
“Get up. It’s like eight already. Don’t you have counselor activities to tend to too?” He said.
You shot up in a panic, staring down at the clock that read 8:03 a.m., almost 20 minutes after your morning duties. With an exasperated sigh, you slipped out of bed and rushed to grab a clean t-shirt from outside. 
Still dazed, you grabbed a familiar shirt off the clothing line and rushed back inside, quickly changing in hopes of escaping Chiron’s anger for your unpunctuality. 
While you happened to make it to breakfast on time, you failed to notice how unusually long the shirt was or how the tag on the back had the initials “L.C.” loosely scribbled on them. However, everyone else noticed your strange outfit. 
“Whose shirt is that? Why is it so big?” Percy was immediately questioned as you sat down with your food tray in hand.
“What do you mean?" You asked, glancing back down at your lengthy attire, before realizing your mistake. “Oh! I spilled something on my only clean shirt, so I borrowed that old one from you. Sorry.” You salvaged, and others seem to believe you. 
You made eye contact with Luke from across the table, growing flustered instantly due to the anxiety-inducing incident.
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The third and final time might have been your fault, too. But by then, the two of you were fed up of keeping it secret.
-
“Awe, look at the little lovebirds!” 
Clarisse voiced as she shakily pointed a digital camera towards Luke and you, who were engaged in your own conversation.
Gorgeous flowers blossomed around the couple, ranging in various colors and sizes. Laughs rang through the air as Chris, Clarisse, Luke, and you all hung out one hazy camp afternoon. 
You looked up at the girl, smiling brightly as you twirled a pink flower in your palm. Grabbing Luke’s jaw with your soft, freshly manicured hands and turning his head to look in their direction, Chris pulled out a Polaroid camera, snapping a photo of the teens. 
As the black picture slid out of the small box, Chris handed it to Clarisse, who shook it with force in order to see the image fully.
“Do you want me to take one of you two?” You asked, snatching the camera from Chris’s hands and pointing it towards them. 
They posed, and the photo turned out super cute. You stared down at your frilly ruffle socks that stuck out of your high-top navy blue Converse. The toes of the shoes had been decorated with the signatures of all of your friends.
“It’s getting late; wanna head back?” Chris suggested the others let out a groan. He was right; they had camp duties to attend to, but being wrapped in their loved one’s embrace was so much more appealing.
You hopped up reluctantly, Luke grabbing your hand as you took the scenic route back to the cabins, the other couple straying a different way.
“I love going out with them.” You declared, breaking the silence and dramatically swinging your intertwined arms.
“Me too. It makes me feel like we’re just regular people.” He responded, smiling at her with such genuineness.
“Maybe in another universe.” You replied, sighing as you let out a light giggle.
“Speaking of which,” you continued. “Do you think we’re soulmates in every universe?”
“Duh. We’re probably Gwen and Spiderman in one.” 
“Totally.” They grinned, enjoying the comfort they brought each other in the chaos that was their life.
After hours of training, you slipped back into Cabin 3, taking the photo out of your back pocket and placing it on your bed. You smiled at the sweet situation before Luke burst in, calling you to the bonfire. Obliviously, the Polaroid was left open on your bed, exposed to the world.
You basked in the warmth of Apollo’s kids songs, zoned out while mindlessly swaying to the beat of the guitar. Luke, who was sitting beside you, noticed you staring off into space and questioned it.
“Whatcha thinking about?”
“I wanna tell Percy about us.” You replied, looking into his eyes to detect his emotions. He seemed surprised at first, but his expression changed to one more supportive a few seconds later. 
“I agree. I mean, he might try to literally drown me, but I hate lying to him.”
“Me too.” You finished, turning back to face the singer. However, you instead met eyes with a furious-looking Percy, holding a small black rectangle in his hands. Your heart stopped, and you leaped up to rush and explain, Luke following behind. The young blond stormed off in the other direction.
“Percy, please listen. We couldn’t tell you because we knew how you’d react. I know you’re protective and all, and I love that about you, but Luke's a good guy, and we both know that.” You started, praying to the gods that this would work out. 
“I barely even know him!“ Percy lied straight through his teeth, trying to come up with a rational reason for his anger. 
“Are you kidding? You’ve known him for a year now.” You sassed back.
“How long have you been dating?” He threw away his last point, knowing he had already lost that argument.
“Three months, I think.” You whispered out, ashamed.
“Three months, and you didn’t think to let me, your little brother, know?” He screamed, speed-walking back to his cabin, irritated. 
You let out a sigh, facing Luke. Sadness coated your glossy eyes before seeping out onto your cheeks. Your boyfriend was quick to wipe the tears with his calloused thumb, comforting you.
“Hey, he’ll come around eventually. Let him sleep it off.” He whispered, embracing you in a tight hug. You buried your head into the crook of his neck, clamping your eyes shut.
As the sun rose the next morning and Percy stepped out of the cabin, you and Luke were waiting outside, prepared with a whole spiel about your relationship. To your astonishment, he greeted you with a smile and spoke up first.
“I’m sorry about last night. While I think this whole concept of you dating Luke is insane, he’s probably the best it’s going to get, so I approve.” You smiled back, a sigh of relief escaping your throat. 
“And I’m sorry we didn’t tell you. It’s just-“ 
“Don’t. It’s fine, really. Just absolutely no PDA in front of me.” Percy stated, a look of disgust appeared as he said the last sentence. Both of you agreed to his simple terms.
“I’ve gotta go to the arena. I’ll see you later.” Luke declared, and you nodded, ruffling your fingers through his curls before he departed. Once he was a solid distance away, Percy leaned in and whispered to you.
“Really? Luke Castellan? That's the best you could do?”
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surftrips · 3 months
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luke x daughter of aphrodite!! maybe a super cute fluff where they help luke show percy around and just their experience with percy!
-🥽 anon
stop this prompt is soo cute ! thanks for sending it in &lt;3
"You okay?" Luke asked the newest camper in his cabin.
"Super."
"We all have them, you know." Luke clicked his tongue. "Intense, recurring nightmares. That's normal here. For the first time in your life, you're just like everyone else."
"So are you also... Do you not know who your..." the blonde boy began to ask.
"Am I unclaimed?" Luke shook his head. "No, Hermes is my father. That doesn't matter though, we're all on the same team here."
"Why is it okay they ignore some of us?"
"Spend too much time figuring out what the gods do whatever it is they do, you'll drive yourself crazy. Sooner you can stop worrying about that, the sooner you can enjoy what this place actually does offer."
"And what's that?"
Luke smiled, guiding Percy out the door to show him the rest of camp.
The two boys ran into Clarisse and the Ares kids first. Luke explained to Percy that the Ares kids were always confrontational and brutally honest, but he had nothing to worry about, as long as he was around.
"Come on, let's go figure out what you're good at."
After crossing off archery and metalworking, and dodging several near death experiences, they sat down for lunch.
"Is there a Greek god of disappointment?" Percy sighed.
"We're gonna find the thing you're good at, I know it," Luke reassured him. "We should try-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Luke's eyes lit up and a smile crossed his face, causing Percy to turn around.
A girl came over to Luke's side of the table and kissed the top of his head. "Hi, love."
Luke beamed, turning toward Percy. "Y/N, this is Percy, I'm giving him the tour. Percy, Y/N. She's in Aphrodite."
That much he could tell, Percy thought she was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen.
"Ah, bonjour! Comment ça va?" she asked him.
Percy looked confused, only recognizing the first part of the sentence. "Uhhh... hello?"
Y/N smiled softly, "Guess he's not in Aphrodite then. Any luck finding out your skill, Percy?"
"No, unforunately," Percy grumbled.
"Aw, don't worry. Soon enough you'll be like Luke here," she had moved to sit in his lap by now, one of his arms curled around her waist. "Did you know he's the best swordsman at camp?"
She looked at Luke proudly, Percy swore he saw hearts instead of pupils in her eyes.
"I think it's come up once or twice," Percy responded.
The Aphrodite girl smiled again, "Have you shown Percy the lake yet?" she asked Luke.
"No, not yet. Do you want to come with us?"
"You mean, do I want to show him the place where we met? Is that even a question?"
The trio finished up their food and headed back outside. Y/N led the way, her presence enough to clear a path in the group of campers idling outside. Luke and Percy followed a few feet behind her.
"So... how long have you two been...?" Percy asked shyly.
"Three years. Since we were 16," Luke responded. Though Percy had only known Luke for about a day at this point, he couldn't help but notice how Luke's entire demeanor had changed since Y/N's arrival.
"Oh, wow. That's a long time."
"I got really lucky."
"What do you mean?"
"Before I got here, I had nobody. I mean, there was Annabeth and Thalia, but they're like my sisters. Y/N was the one that showed me what love is."
"Is that what you meant earlier? About enjoying what this place has to offer?"
He smiled. "You might be surprised, Percy."
"Are you boys coming or not?" Y/N called back toward them.
"Yes, ma'am!" Luke yelled back, jogging up to where she was. They were almost at the lake by then.
"So, Percy, anyone at camp catch your eye yet?" Y/N asked, her hand wrapped around Luke's arm.
"Babe, he just got here." Luke said.
"So? I knew I liked you the second we met."
Luke blushed, caught off guard by her sincerity. That was one thing he wasn't sure he would ever get over, her ability to express her emotions so unabashedly. It was something he still struggled with from time to time, but for her, he would let down all of his walls.
"I wouldn't say I have a crush on her or anything- she kinda just scares me but she did catch my attention," Percy interrupted Luke's thoughts.
"What's her name?" Y/N asked.
"Annabeth, I think."
Y/N nodded knowingly, looking over at Luke. "Well, I guess we'll just see if anything special blooms there. Anyway, we're here!"
The sun was beginning to set over the horizon now, painting the sky in beautiful hues of purple and pink. A gentle breeze accompanied the three as they sat down by the water.
Y/N leaned against Luke's body, savoring the warmth he offered. He absent-mindedly twirled a piece of her hair.
"Three years ago, I was sitting right here, when I saw someone a few feet away from me. He was throwing rocks into the lake and disturbing my peace," Y/N began. "When I looked over to see who it was-"
"You saw the most gorgeous man you've ever laid your eyes on," Luke cut in.
"Hey!" Y/N playfulled smacked his shoulder. "I know you've heard this story one hundred times but Percy hasn't yet."
"Yeah, I haven't yet!" Percy backed her up.
The two older campers laughed. "Thank you, Percy. Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I saw this boy with curly dark hair and soft brown eyes, and I thought that's him. He's the one. This was before I was claimed by Aphrodite, but I just had a feeling, you know?"
Percy nodded, even though he wasn't sure he had experienced that feeling yet.
"But anyway, this boy looked kind of sad, so I decided to sit next to him."
"I think that's why he was throwing rocks into the water," Percy broke in.
Y/N giggled and Luke nudged her shoulder to continue.
"You're right, Percy, I had the same thought. When I sat next to him, I sensed that he was annoyed."
"Okay, love, let me finish from here." Luke softly kissed her shoulder and she buried her head in the crook of his neck.
"I wasn't annoyed-" he clarified. "At least, not at you. I had just been claimed by my father, but I was still frustrated with the whole idea of gods having children and just ignoring them. Then, this angel sat next to me and for the first time, I felt seen."
Y/N looked up at her boyfriend, her face full of nothing but admiration. No matter how many times she heard this part of the story, she still couldn't believe how she got quite so lucky.
"Percy, our parents may never redeem themselves for their wrongdoings, but I thank the gods every day they sent me Y/N." With that, Luke gently placed his hand on her cheek and leaned in to kiss her.
"Hello! As lovely as this story is, still a minor here!" Percy waved his hand in front of their faces enthusiastically, causing all three of them to burst into laughter.
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love-that-we-were-in · 2 months
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indelible scars, pivotal marks
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pairing: luke castellan x implied apollo!reader
summary: you might be the only person who actually knows luke castellan. you don't think anyone else is willing to try.
a/n: what if i told you i got yelled at a lot after writing this. enjoy! oh this is also my first x reader in the 5 years i've been writing who cheered. have fun !
Luke is fourteen the first time he can remember sleeping through the night. He’s barely been at Camp Half-Blood for three hours, skin still splotched purple and blue, Thalia’s yells echoing in his skull. There’s no silence, a steady hum of nature that’s leveled by the voices of people he doesn’t know, and he knows he shouldn’t sleep. They’ve lost Thalia, left her just beyond the borders of an unknown place, and it’s a risk to welcome the flimsy pillow they gave him. He does it anyway, eyes closing to the sound of Annabeth’s soft breaths. 
The respite lasts one night.
By morning, he’s recounted the last five years more than he ever wanted to. Annabeth clings to him then, a known comfort. She knows the broad strokes of the story, could recount them herself, but there’s gaps from before her time, and there’s things Thalia made him swear not to tell. If she notices, she doesn’t comment, just keeps her fingers close to her side. He knows that’s where she keeps her dagger - he wonders if Chiron can tell as well.
Chiron brings them to Thalia, explains what happened and how lucky it is. Luke looks at the tree, the first time Thalia has stood taller than him since they met - something she always swore she would do one day - and leans back against it as Annabeth sobs into his shoulder. 
Mr D sends Annabeth to the Athena cabin before lunch. Luke doesn’t need to be told to make his way to Cabin 11. He knows who his father is. His backpack is left at the base of a bed in the far corner of the room, a group of boys gathered around the area turning to watch him the second he walks in. They move away but they don’t stop their stares.
Sleep doesn’t come as easily to him that night.
*
You meet Luke Castellan when you’re fifteen, standing on the edge of the lake as a golden sun rises in the horizon. It’s your first morning at camp, your first morning admiring the sunrise in months, and you think you could find a home here. Within the hour, you’re sure the calm won’t be the same – too many kids in the same space, swords and satyrs and strawberries guiding the day along – but for now there’s sunlight. 
“Breakfast isn’t for two more hours,” someone says from behind you. It should be scarier than it is, put you on high alert with the way he creeps into the space without a sound. “Just in case someone forgot to mention that.”
He’s pretty. Strong chin, dark eyes. On most people you’ve met, that’s where pretty ends. Not him. There’s this way he stands in your periphery; comfortable in his worn camp t-shirt, like he was made to live in it, to have it define him for an eternity. Very few people are pretty in a way that speaks of forever.
“I like to watch the sunrise.” 
He hums. “I’m Luke.”
He waits, steps away, until you offer him a seat beside you on the grass. It was something you were told once, an eclectic art teacher draped in shawls and chunky jewelry, how the sun is only as beautiful as it is when shared with another. As Luke sits next to you, you enjoy the quiet you’re positive isn’t built to last.
*
Luke becomes a counselor that summer. Everyone saw it coming, the way he’s known to everyone and not just the Hermes kids. Whispers of a legacy, of a potential legend in the making, followed him already, two years at camp creating grand ideas for his future – counselor status just helps to further them. It’s not that big of a deal normally. It’s potentially defining when you’re the best swordsman in almost three hundred years.
You find him on his way back from the Big House that evening, heading in no particular direction but with a clear idea of where he doesn’t want to be. It’s something you’ve learnt to read in the last few weeks, the way Luke fluctuates. How he dips in and out of personas as if it’s possible to switch them out. It comes with renown, you suppose. 
“Counselor Castellan, is it?” 
He smiles something bitter. “So they tell me.”
Without hesitation, you take hold of his hand. It’s warmer than yours and you feel the difference in your bloodstream. Luke doesn’t look at you, doesn’t comment, and you lead him away from the cabins and down to the lake. 
There’s maybe an hour until sunset. You’re almost attuned to it now, mornings spent watching it with rapt attention. Luke normally joins you, sword dropped between you. Some mornings, the thud of metal onto stone is the only reason you know he’s arrived, still so silent in his arrival that you wonder if it’s on purpose. 
“Does it make you anxious?” You ask when the silence stretches on for too long, when Luke stares unblinkingly at the horizon for longer than he should. He blinks, irises shifting from a glassy bronze and back to muted brown as the film clears. “Did they even ask if it was something you wanted?” 
He scoffs and you wonder if this is where everything changes. Luke always has things he wants to say, balancing on the tip of his tongue until he figures out how to swallow them down and burn them. It’s like you can see it play out in real time, his jaw shifting, arm tensing.
“Mr D told me it was a great honor. Chiron told me it was long overdue.” 
“You weren’t given a chance to say no.”
It’s a pattern you’ve noticed, not just within camp but with all the Gods. Clarisse was sent a spear with no note, but everyone knew who had sent it. Annabeth’s hat was exactly the same. Gifts. All gifts. No receipts or return addresses provided. Life at camp was something to be grateful for, always, considering the alternative most of you had already been forced to live. To comment on it would make you an enemy of those too powerful to consider.
Looking at the tense set of Luke’s shoulders, you kind of want to say it anyway.
“I’m about to have all the glory Camp Half-Blood could offer me,” Luke says and the sun begins to dip below the surface of the lake. His palm is warm in yours again. “Why would I complain?”
*
There’s a flurry of new arrivals no one anticipated the next summer They come in pairs, mostly, with the odd trio. Always one unclaimed within the group. Always one who gets marched to Cabin 11 in the middle of the night, sometimes after hours of questioning.
You know the nights that it’s happened, taking in the way Luke’s movements are less sharp, the way he breathes more shallowly. A conservation of energy. It doesn’t affect you much until it does, the sharp sting of Luke’s sword on your arm as he loses his footing, turns too suddenly at the sound of your footsteps. 
“This is insane,” you say as you press your shirt into the cut. It’s not bad, something that will heal quickly and fade into nothingness, but Luke locks his gaze on the red dotting your skin as if he doesn’t understand how it got there. “They can’t keep waking you up in the middle of the night for this.”
“The only other place they can go is the med bay and none of them have been beaten up badly enough to be worth waking an Apollo kid.”
“I’ve seen some of the kids when they’ve gotten here, Luke,” you mutter, shirt hem dropping as the wound stops bleeding. You glance up at him. “They could do with being patched up.” 
He sinks down to the floor. You stay on your feet. “This is what I signed up for when I took the position.”
There’s this way Luke’s voice gets sometimes, sharp and low and just a little spiteful. A build-up of years with little mercy granted. That’s how it is now, speaking through clenched teeth, completely biting back the vitriol and pretending there’s no heat to his words. 
He’s always been pretty in the sunrise, from the day you met, but you think he might be prettiest right now – lying to himself more than he can lie to you in the moments before there’s any sunlight at all. When you would let darkness spill into itself, Luke forces light to filter in. If you caught him at the darkest hour, you wonder if that would remain.
Taking in the way he digs his nail into the fabric of his pants, you doubt even he would know how to stop himself then. 
*
You aren’t chosen for Luke’s quest. He finds you after the ceremony, face pulled taut and bag thrown over his shoulder already. There’s no regret in his eyes, no determination either. You stand straighter when you hear him approach, grateful that he cared enough not to take you by surprise for once. 
“Don’t be mad at me.” 
“Why would I be mad?” You say. It’s disingenuous to your own ears, the way it pitches, so you fold your arms across your chest. “Chris and Ethan will be great questmates. A band of brothers.”
Luke swallows. “Is that really what you think this is? That I wanted to make my quest a guys trip?”
“I don’t think anything of it, Luke.” 
In the middle of the day, you can see him clearest. See the golden boy of Camp Half-Blood the way everyone else does. In broad daylight, there’s few things more noticeable on Luke Castellan. The slope of his nose, the straightness of his back, the comfortable weight of his sword on his hip – almost a tether to who he proclaims himself to be. It’s your least favorite version of him.
“I would’ve chosen you. In a heartbeat, I would’ve chosen you,” he says, brown eyes shifting from dim to desperate in moments. A plea to be heard. You know you’re the only one to ever truly listen when he speaks.
“Doesn’t really seem that way.”
“I just needed a reason to come back when it’s over.”
It stills the air around you. The words tangle themselves together in your brain, drown out the archers in the distance, the birds overhead. They echo and twist and they maintain their tone, the low pitch Luke uses when he’s decided to say something he doesn’t want to be heard. They bury themselves in the corner with the other times he’s used it, forever ingrained, and you don’t know what to make of them. How to define them at all.
He waits, gaze firm, until you nod slightly. You keep your chin low, determined to give little satisfaction to the situation. To Hermes giving Luke a reused quest, to the possibility of losing him because you aren’t there. It curdles deep in your gut, refusing to remain unknown.
There’s a moment where Luke hesitates, his hand twitching slightly, arm moving minutely higher from where it hangs down by his waist. Instead, his fist clenches and he exhales long and low. 
“Promise to be here when I get back?” 
“I’ll be really annoyed if you’re not the one knocking on my cabin door.”
He turns back to face you after he joins Chris and Ethan at the border. They’re all capable, with a history of working together. They’ll succeed, return to praise and glory and everything they deserve to have. The sun beats down on Luke as he nods goodbye and you wonder if it shines on anyone else at all.
*
The scar becomes a part of him. 
It fades into his skin with time, going from raised and rotten to a streak of pale across his cheek. You overhear some of the Ares kids praising it as symbolic of his win, a prize of sorts, and some of the Aphrodite kids saying it makes him more appealing, makes him look stronger. You’re not sure what you think of it, tracing it with gentle fingers as it heals. 
It becomes a habit, running a knuckle down Luke’s cheek each morning. Feeling where the skin tied itself back together. He never comments. You want to ask if he minds, that you’ll stop if it’s too much. The first few times you did it, in the days right after his return, he had flinched, features pinching together. Your hand had dropped, all too aware of the matted skin, how it probably still ached but Luke had taken your hand and placed it back where it had been. 
His scar becomes a statement, a badge of skill that everyone at camp can recognise. There had been little debate on the truth of his swordsmanship before but now it hardly existed, undeniable proof the first thing people noticed when introduced to him. 
Most people don’t bother to ask Luke about it. Percy Jackson isn’t most people.
“You got attacked by a dragon?” 
It’s the first time in years that anyone has joined you and Luke at the lake this early. Annabeth used to, on the rare occasions the worst of her nightmares returned. It’s different with Percy, like being close to the water rewires him completely. It makes sense days later when you watch him push open the door to the empty Cabin 3.
“Last year,” Luke hums, one hand resting softly in yours and the other keeping a loose grip on the sword handle in his lap. Percy had wanted to see him in action after hearing the stories, so you’d both obliged. “I made a wrong call and I paid for it.”
“At least it looks pretty cool.” 
The way Percy says it is different to everyone else. It’s not ingrained with this odd lust, whether for adventure or the story or Luke himself. It’s more muted, a fact of life. He’s not saying it to make anyone feel better – he’s saying it to disregard. A scar is just a scar to Percy Jackson, as if he’s known too many to care.
“I guess it kind of is,” Luke says and the three of you listen to the morning begin.
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diordeer · 2 months
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౨ৎ PURE/HONEY
“it should cost a billion to look this good, but she make it look easy cause she got it. you can find the one when the tempo good” - beyoncé (smau)
contains: charlie bushnell x olympic archer!reader, who gets cast as thalia grace (p.s. i talk about one spoiler in book 3 about luke so if u care about that i mean it can be taken out of context)
description: i wanted to do a green day song for the title but realised i dont listen to green day… also this is set that by the last post season 2 is already out
requested by: anonymous 🪐
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yn.ln im so so forever grateful to be given the opportunity to compete in the olympics this year, let alone win gold?! nothing could ever compete!!!!
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user1 this girl is a POWERHOUSE
user2 ahh congratulations you were INCREDIBLE!
user3 GIRL DEVOURS EVERYTHING SHE DOES EFFORTLESSLY
iamcharliebushnell you are INCREDIBLE
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↳ user4 charlie and yn????!!!!
↳ user5 omg let a girl and a boy talk to eachover without making it weird
bsf congrats!!! you are the most incredible, amazing, gorgeous, best person ever 😘
↳ yn.ln i LOOOVVEEE youuuu
user6 can wait to see u again in four years time!!
sydney_sweeney 💪💪🏹
user7 u make crazy, flawless, talent look effortless
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yn.ln i take back what i said in my last post, maybe this could comptete
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user1 OH MY GOD THIS IS PERFECT
walker.scobell i cant believe the tree is now human
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user2 THE SECOND PIC LMFAO
↳ yn.ln its an artistically society changing peice
iamcharliebushnell your so talented!! you already are an amazing thalia!
↳ yn.ln oh stop it 🤭🤭🤭🤭
user3 YOU ARE WINNING
↳ user4 ACTUALLY THO! this girl is olympic champion and is now cast in like the top disney show?! I want her manifestation!!
↳ user5 i dont think its manifestation i think its talent
dior.n.goodjohn ur amazing i cant WAIT to meet you!!
↳ yn.ln girl im already in love with u
leahsavajeffries cant wait to have more girls on set.. i cant deal with walker and aryan anymore 🥱🥱🥱🤭🤭
↳ yn.ln i completley understand 😣
↳ walker.scobell HELLO?
aryansimhadri cant wait to meet youu!!!
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yn.ln behind the scenes photo dump 🥱
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iamcharliebushnell cant wait to do the end fight scene 😍
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↳ yn.ln he doesnt die he’ll be fine 🤷‍♀️
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user1 ur so cool, and so perfect as thalia
user2 I CANT WAIT FOR SEASON 3!!
leahsavajeffries my live reaction to walkers jokes in the second photo
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user3 seeing yn come out of a tree wasnt enough… i need season 3 pronto!!
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taglist: @lostinhisworld @lizziesfirstwife @auttumnsayshi @silkenthusiasts @taygrls @kidkrowk @kanojous @niktwazny303 @m00ng4z3r @highfidelities
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asvterias · 2 months
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(𝐯𝐢.) 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐣𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬
content summary: both y/n & clarisse are total simps for each other, death mentions, luke is NOT catching a break i swear 😭💀, thalia is ruthless, smitten!clarisse & an cobra kai reference
helping palestine 🇵🇸
masterlist
part one // part two // part three // part four // part five // part seven // part eight
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penny-anna · 3 months
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OK in advance of tonight's other episode, couple of thoughts on the Percy Jackson tv show's adaptational choices:
i haven't actually seen anyone flag this one up yet (it's a fairly subtle change and i know a lot of ppl haven't read the first book in like 15 years so maybe everyone just forgot?) but in the book the reveal that Percy's mother is still alive drops a lot later in the narrative. book!Percy heads out on his quest fully intending to bring her back from the dead. which imo is a stronger narrative beat & it makes the reveal that she's still alive and he was right to think he could rescue her that much more satisfying.
on reflection agree w the comments i've seen re the other kids should have knelt to Percy after he was claimed. actually saw complaints about this before reading the book so was surprised at how fleeting a moment it was but it really does serve to accentuate both what a big deal a Forbidden Child is and that Percy is an outsider even at Camp Halfblood
as per previous post yes it is explicitly stated in the book that Chiron suspect Percy was the son of Poseidon and i think omitting that was a mistake given the number of ppl i've seen picking up on it
in 2 minds about the omission of the hellhound bcos it is a pretty important plot beat and a cool scene but i can see why they wouldn't want to do a CGI monster fight that was technically extraneous
ALSO Annabeth having mistakenly concluded that Percy was a child of Zeus was a good character beat in terms of her being smart enough to figure out he was a forbidden child but not infallible. and maybe also biased due to her previous relationship w Thalia.
that said i enjoyed her shoving Percy in a lake too much to really complain.
changes i think are for the better:
i think having sending Medusa's head to Olympus have actual Consequences was a good move 👍 unless im missing something due to not having read the rest of the series. i was surprised reading the book that in spite of Percy getting warned not to do it there wasn't any fall out.
i don't think the scene w Percy petrifying one of the furies was in the book either? cool moment!
PLUS having Athena be petty enough to pull that shit was like. very on point for a Greek god flkghfdkj
really enjoyed Echidna getting introduced earlier. amped up the tension in a big way AND kept me on my toes, i was there like ohh is this a different monster? are they moving her fight scene to the train? what's going to happen here - OH NO
Echidna bringing up that the gods and the 'monsters' are all a single family was also 👌great scene all round
likewise Percy & Annabeth BOTH trying to sacrifice themselves for the group loved that. don't think this was necessarily an improvement as the book scene was good in a different way but really good moment
*slow hand clap* consensus!!
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phantomfan16 · 3 months
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I just reread The Titans Curse and I love how Percy, Thalia, and Grover start listing off random facts about the Hoover Dam when they get there. It shows that they actually listen to Annabeth and care about what she’s saying even if it’s just excited rambling. Percy’s comment about how it felt wrong to be there without her made me feel so many things.
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