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valhaella · 4 years
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THIS PARTICULAR SCENE IN THE TYRANT’S TOMB. Daughter’s of Bellona out there speaking truth about HAVING A PLATONIC FRIENDSHIP WITH THE SAME GENDER IS NOT A CRIME HA-HA
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valhaella · 4 years
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the reason WHY i’m not active here is because i’m scared of any spoilers from the newest ToA book SERIOUSLY I AM AVOIDING A N Y spoiler
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valhaella · 4 years
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Rachel Elizabeth Dare, 6
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valhaella · 4 years
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aight i’m back here fellas what’s up
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valhaella · 5 years
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I love her.
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valhaella · 5 years
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raise ur hand if you get overly and grossly emotional about percy and annabeth’s old friends being replaced with the seven
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valhaella · 6 years
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What if Percy Jackson had became a god in The Last Olympian?
Read on AO3
Read on ff.net
Percy Jackson is sixteen when he accepts Zeus’s proposal
He looks at Annabeth
Athena glares at him
He wants to cry out I’m sorry
But instead he just smiles and thanks the king of the gods
Percy Jackson is seventeen when he talks to Grover
“What’s it like?”
To see everyone age around you
“Weird” is the reply
Percy Jackson is eighteen when the giants attack
He isn’t affected by the split personality disorder that the other gods are facing
He helps the seven demigods defeat Gaia and her minions
But it just reminds him of what he isn’t anymore
Percy Jackson is nineteen when he goes into the woods looking for a monster to fight
They all cower in fear of the god standing before them
He doesn’t understand why at the time
He is unarmed
Percy Jackson is twenty-one when Annabeth tells him she can’t be with him like this
She says she loves him
But she still walks out of the cabin
He doesn’t run after her
He knows he chose this life
Percy Jackson is twenty-three when the sea creatures and horses stop calling him the son of Poseidon
But rather the god of the waves
They don’t worship him any longer
They just fear him
Percy Jackson is twenty-six when he stops coming to Camp Halfblood
This place that was once his home is now a stranger to him
The kids keep getting younger and younger
Percy Jackson is twenty-nine when Thalia comes to him
“This is only the beginning” she says
She would know
She’s been fifteen for over two decades
Percy Jackson is thirty-two when his mom gets cancer
It runs in the family
He uses his new powers to heal her
He finally thinks maybe he made the right decision
Paul never looks him in the eye again
Percy Jackson is thirty-five when Nico dies on a quest
He could have saved him
He promised to save him
He doesn’t even find out until Grover sends him a letter
Percy Jackson is thirty-eight when he goes to live on Mount Olympus
The gods there despise him
He doesn’t care
He has to be with his own kind
Percy Jackson is forty-one when his mom dies
It was a plane crash
She was going to a book signing
He was too late
Percy Jackson is forty-four when Annabeth marries a man named Felix
They are so in love
So happy
He burns the wedding invitation
Percy Jackson is forty-six when Clarisse calls for help
She is cornered by a monster
She knows she has no other option
She prays to him
He doesn’t hear
Percy Jackson is fifty when Medusa is reincarnated
She thirsts for his blood
When he goes to meet her
He doesn’t even have to try
He keeps her head as a souvenir
Percy Jackson is fifty-five when Annabeth dies
He hears her screams from Olympus
It was spiders
Her nine-year-old son is all alone
And his name is Perseus
Percy Jackson is fifty-six when he creates his first real hurricane
It ravages the entire east coast
He doesn’t care
Even his father is worried
Percy Jackson is fifty-seven when his brother won’t talk to him anymore
Tyson lost friends in the hurricane
Heroes
Percy laughs at him harshly
“Why should I care?”
Percy Jackson is sixty-one when Grover dies while trying to put out a forest fire
He died saving the lives of hundreds of dryads
He becomes an iris
Percy’s storm destroys the tiny plant
Percy Jackson is sixty-eight when monsters break the magical barriers surrounding Camp Halfblood
Less than half the former population is left after the attack
He supposes he could have saved them
But why?
They’re only puny heroes
Percy Jackson is seventy-three when he raids Dionysus’s stores and gets drunk
He wonders along the streets of New York City
Everything is so different now
A pretty mortal girl sees him and offers to take him home
He has no home
But no one has smiled at him like that in so long
Percy Jackson is seventy-four when his daughter is born
He is long gone by then
The next time he sees either of them is when he claims her
The symbol that flashes over her head is a broken sword
Chiron gasps
Percy Jackson is eighty-six when he first meets his daughter for real
She has no interest in meeting the man that abandoned her and her mother
She yells at him
Blames him
He knows she’s right
Percy Jackson is eighty-seven when his daughter is killed
By a boar
Ares always did have a grudge against him
She goes to Elysium
Percy Jackson is ninety-five when he meets Chiron on Halfblood Hill
“How do you do it?” he asks
“Every day I try to honor their memories
So that they didn’t die in vain”
Percy Jackson is ninety-six when he walks to the middle of the woods
He writes down all the names
The people he has loved and lost
The people who have been lost on his watch
The people who he killed
Every single one of them
He sits there writing for over two days straight
Then he puts all the names into a jar
And buries it
Percy Jackson is one-hundred and two when Thalia Grace dies on the Hunt
She was the one person he thought would be with him when everyone else was gone
He is so alone
He goes to take his frustration out on Artemis
But when he finds her she is so distraught his anger evaporates
And he is left with only his grief
He and Artemis mourn together
But she moves on
He does not
Percy Jackson is one-hundred and three when he finally understands why Pan wanted to die
The prospect is so appealing now
Just fade away
Leave the suffering of the world
It would be so easy
Percy Jackson is one-hundred and eighteen when the minor gods rebel again
He considers joining them
He considers joining his father and the demigods that back the major gods
But why should he
He owes no one anything
Percy Jackson is one-hundred and thirty-seven when he goes to the underworld
It’s his first time as a god
And it’s so easy
This time he’s not trying to bring someone back
He just wants to feel death on him
To know what it’s like to be mortal and able to die
He doesn’t remember the feeling
Percy Jackson is one-hundred and seventy-one when Zeus and Poseidon start fighting again
There was a time when he would have been in the center of the fighting
Supporting his father
Maybe leading an army
But now he just watches
The war destroys the mortals
Most of the land is nothing but rubble
People scramble to survive
He doesn’t understand how they are so weak
Percy Jackson is two-hundred and thirteen when Camp Halfblood is destroyed for good
It’s all in flames
Like the vision he was shown by a titan many lifetimes ago
The grief he should feel isn’t there
It’s just another place
He doesn’t remember how it was once his home
That was so long ago
Percy Jackson is two-hundred and ninety-seven when Typhon beheads Zeus
He’s hardly surprised
Percy Jackson is four-hundred and fifty-two when he goes to sleep
He doesn’t plan to ever wake up
Percy Jackson looks sixteen when a girl with stormy gray eyes and blonde curls finds him
She looks like someone he used to know
He can’t put his finger on it
“You drool in your sleep” she tells him
Percy Jackson has been alive for five-hundred and seventy-eight years
And now he starts living again
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valhaella · 6 years
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overly done instagram au +  annabeth’s instagram. because she takes school too seriously, and loves being head counselor. 
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valhaella · 6 years
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Will: I like your pants
Nico: thanks they were 50% off
Will: i'd like them 100% off
Nico: the store can't just sell free stuff
Will: no that's not what I-
Nico: that's a terrible way to run a business, Will
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I love her.
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valhaella · 6 years
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Percy Jackson: [handwrites “asdfghhjkjssjs ily” on Jason's birthday card]
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valhaella · 6 years
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i love this so much thank you
solangelo 78? i love your writing aaa 💘
Aaaah! Thank you, anon! Here you go!
Prompt: “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
Will gazed down at Nico’s sleeping face. He had fallen asleep with his head in Will’s lap halfway through the campfire and hadn’t stirred since. Orange light danced across his pale skin and his long lashes casted shadows on his face. Will stroked his dark locks, admiring the peaceful expression on his face. He shifted his attention away from Nico to take in the scene around them.
Almost everyone had retired for the night, save for a few stray campers who stayed behind to watch the fire fade to embers. They murmured amongst themselves, paying no attention to Will and Nico, while a sky full of stars glimmered above them.
Will returned his focus to Nico, who mumbled incoherently before falling silent once more. Will sighed and tipped his head back to stare up at the night sky. “I love you, Nico,” he said.
Suddenly, he felt Nico shifting in his lap and heard, “I love you too, Solace.”
All the blood in Will’s body rushed to his face as he looked down at Nico. Nico was awake and laying on his back as he studied Will’s face. The corners of his mouth were lifted in a smile, and his eyes sparkled with amusement.
“N-Nico,” Will stuttered. “You weren’t supposed to hear that.”
“That’s the first time you’ve said ‘I love you’,” Nico pointed out. “We’ve been dating for two months and that’s the first time I’ve heard it.”
Will ran a hand through his hair, “Um, yeah. I just didn’t want to say it too soon. I know you’re still pretty sensitive about relationships, and I just didn’t want to make you uncomfortable or scare you off.”
Nico shook his head and reached to intertwine his fingers with Will’s. “No, I’m glad you said it,” he replied. “I love you too.”
Will’s shoulders relaxed. He leaned down and kissed Nico’s forehead. “It’s getting late, we should go to bed soon,” he said.
Nico groaned, “No, don’t want to.”
Will chuckled, “Alright, we can stay up for a little longer.” He leaned back and stared into the dying flames of the campfire, and wondered if Elysium had come to Earth that night.
Send me a ship and a prompt
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valhaella · 6 years
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Lance’s Bayard
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valhaella · 6 years
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“if you’re not wearing heavy armour you can make bad decisions faster”
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valhaella · 6 years
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dude
ALRIGHT SAY IT WITH ME, KIDS:
If it’s a BUILDING, it’s spelled theatER If it’s NOT A BUILDING, it’s spelled theatRE
We performed theatRE in the theatER. Because it would be wEiRd to perform a BUILDING.
There go spread your knowledge to the world.
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valhaella · 6 years
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best advice u can give a girl?
love isn’t the only thing worth living for
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