i desperately need to see the big three kids kick ass together. give me a scene where they don't hold back as they turns the tides against the enemy in the blink of an eye. give me the scenes of other demigods watching in awe and horror at how easily the big three kids take out a threat. give me the scenes that show us why the big three kids aren't a force to be reckoned with. give reason to the forbidden children.
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The children of the big three are painfully beautiful.
beautiful as poisonous flowers.
One touch and you're dead.
they are though—they’re venomous creatures, poisonous flowers, forces of nature. the world itself runs through their veins. gods treat them with caution; mere humans don’t stand a chance.
Percy is a riptide. he’s the calm of ocean, moments before its rage. he’s the sun on the beach, the warmth of the sand, the calming, constant crash of the waves. he’s the smell of the salt in the air and the cold of the water against your skin. you can swim, you think, you’ll be fine. he smiles and it’s more beautiful than a sunset over the shore. and then the pull starts. in seconds, you’re farther from shore than you’ve ever been before. trying to swim back tires you out and sees you no closer than before. in fact, now you’re even farther out. the water pulls you under, still as beautiful as it was from shore, and you can’t find your way back up.
Thalia is the eye of the hurricane. the deceitful calm at the end of the storm, luring you out from your shelter. there is nothing more peaceful, more still and tranquil. the sun peeks out from the clouds that surround you from all sides. the wind and rain have died. there’s a rainbow in the sky. the storm is over—except it isn’t. one moment is all it takes, and the hurricane is back with a vengeance. the wind tears at you, rain lashes at you, thunder shakes your bones in place. you walked too far from your shelter, and you might not be able to make your way back.
Jason is hail. the rain is beautiful. it’s a breathtaking storm: impressive thunder, streaking lightning, howling wind. the house shakes around you and the lights go out. the concussive sound of the rain on the roof is soothing, until it isn’t. until it isn’t rain, and the roof isn’t whole. now, the storm is invading your home. the hail is punching its way into everything it can reach. car alarms spring to life outside; those who were watching in awe are now fleeing in terror. it only takes one hit, after all—one lucky piece of hail—to end a life.
Nico is an earthquake. the planet is ancient; the ground was old before you were here and it will be old after you go. it’s sturdy, and supportive, provides life and food and shelter. long ago, when the ground danced, when it shook itself free and sent cities tumbling to the ground, they called it the gods’ wrath. now, it’s called plate tectonics. no matter what it is, no matter why it happens, it is lethal and dangerous and uncaring of those it affects. nowhere is safe when the world turns on you, and if it decides you and your shelter should fall, you will.
Hazel is a sinkhole. the appearance of stability, of rock-solid ground and firm foundations. nothing is wrong, will ever be wrong, she’s the rock that holds everyone up. and then that rock is gone, and you’re falling, down, down, down—your home collapsing around you, your belongings claimed by the morbidly hungry earth. there’s a light at the end of the tunnel, but is it sunlight, far, far above you? or is it magma, far far below?
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thalia’s obsession with power is STAGGERING in particular. it is such a huge part of her character but it’s hidden so well. she definitely removes herself from it and goes so far as to bend to the status quo to stop it. i think this is one of the only explanations for her attitude towards jason’s death. she has to treat it as if it was his choice, cause i think if she let herself feel any differently, that issue of power would come right back up and swallow her whole
yes yes yes!!! Like, I would kill for a peak inside Thalia's brain because despite how much she hides it, even from Percy's pov her hunger for power was so present?? And its as if she just kept suppressing it and suppressing it but never actually confronts it because when she was presented with this super extreme dire course of action that could help her avoid the issue (joining the hunters) she took it and didn't look back.
And on my post someone in the tags ( @hella-hound ) brought up this great point that Percy and Thalia were constantly locked in a power struggle before she joined the hunters, and that it largely stopped after she joined... and a part of me is screaming, clawing at the walls, because yes, you could attribute their conflict resolution solely to them becoming friends over the course of ttc... but the idea that it's also, in part, due to the fact that some part of Percy recognizes that she's essentially stunted her growth and now poses less of a threat to his power? oh my god. oh my god.
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Thalia, Nico and Percy part 1
Thalia: We need to talk.
Percy: Are you going to yell at me?
Thalia: No, the opposite actually.
Percy: I'm going to yell at you?!?
Thalia: No!
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Thalia: Can I be frank with you guys?
Nico: Sure, but I don't see how changing your name is going to help.
Percy: Can I still be Percy?
Nico: Sh, let Frank speak.
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Nico: We would like to remind you how much you love us.
Percy: And how boring your life is going to be if you kill us.
Thalia: What did you do?
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Percy, after explaining a plan: Does anybody have any questions?
Thalia: Is this even legal?
Percy: does anybody have any relevant questions?
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it's the way none of the big three's kids are really in their time for me
percy lost about six months of his life
jason is the same i think?*
thalia was a tree for about 7 years
bianca and nico were born around the 30's and were in the lotus casino for a while
hazel existed in the 40s and was dead for a while
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