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                      ❝ If you really love someone but you’re
                too shy to approach them, write your feelings on a
                football. then drop kick it right in their face. don’t
                those greek myths all tell you how love is so painful? 

boxed—hope:

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       And if Pandora hadn’t been out of breath before, she was now. Percy Jackson? So maybe she wouldn’t forget the name, but it certainly didn’t ring any bells. Who was the boy running from hydras without any real signs of panic? He just kept running and she kept following because where else could she go? Stranger things had happened years upon years ago, but it had been so long since she’d been given any dosage of danger. 

              ❝No, I was… I was retrieving a personal belonging.

It wasn’t a lie. That damned box was more trouble than it was worth.

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          truth was, he had grown far too use to this!

                  danger and trouble had a tendency to tail him no matter
                  where he went just like those hydras. nonetheless it meant
                  he had the situation at hand under control, gaining the 
                  ability to remain calm and focused from far too much
                  experience. now that they had stopped, however, percy
                  let his eyes drift over the girl in slight concern. 

                      ; had he been too harsh before? or
                        possibly unfair. he had dragged her
                        along without any explanation too. 

             remember enough, he thought, to curse him later
             if he pulled a crazy stunt she wouldn’t be able to
             process as anything sane or normal.

                      ❝ huh— is it that box you’re holding?
                                uhm, and who are you?

Posted on Jul 14— 1 month ago · 9 notes
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aeratic:

                                                         ❛& you are of mettle 
                                                                                of bone, of blood, of heart 
                                                                                                of man.❜

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  “Poseidon ——-
     hey, I think I’ve heard of that dude. old, grimy, crusty sea god, right?
                                                                           and you’re his kid, huh “ 

Here’s a secret that gods won’t tell, clandestine, kept hushed and tucked carefully in some niche hidden in time: they have no idea how the world works either. To call a god all-knowing is to seek answers that aren’t there, and perhaps therein lies the fault in their stars, in all their stars. cocks his head to the side in a mere in a gesture that equates turning his exposing his palms and showing he’s got nothing.

                                                                      “———-me??

But now they’ve trotted into familiar territory. if the boy must know, then he will know, he will know and he will feast, he will be gorged upon an ego that has inflated over the centuries, an ego that has persevered and survived and is surely proud of that, and itself. 

                                                          “I’m Yato——“ 

                                    ğ̴̗o̶̗̓d̵͖͑ ̵̪̒o̵͖͒f̶͎̈́ ̵̈͜c̸̬̋a̴̬͌l̸̤̈a̷͎͗m̵̧̆i̵̡̚t̶̹͆y̸̤̎

                                            ” one and only, delivery god.”

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   what more could be said about good ol’ poseidon.

            percy tilted his head some, expressing a careless shrug. 
            he had heard worse interpretations of his father but that
            didn’t quite mean he disagreed with all of them. though
            he remained a rather frustrated man, he had a heart 
            within his ribcage, and one that he had opened up to
            percy many times. despite a god, dark or carefree, he
            was still a father to percy in all ways possible.

                             hearing the other god talk, however, the boy notched up
                             a curious brow. he watched him speak; such might, such
                             confidence. it radiated his surroundings, a smell so
                             delicious — then it struck him, that it wasn’t the god,
                             but the dumpling shop near by.

              his attention now stolen, he hardly thought back to see if
              he could recognize the other. eyes giving up a dull and
              bored look, he shrugged once more. 

                         ❝ yeah, never heard of you before. 

prxst:

                                                         ——

                                   ❝  Get one thing straight: I’m   blind,  but I can still
                                        s e e   you —  so shut that mouth of yours if you
                                        don’t want a  sword  to open it just a little wider. ❞

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Posted on Jul 07— 1 month ago · 22 notes
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……. slowly creates and odysseus blog…..

deavenatrix:

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      “Well, Apollo’s been busy, what
      with driving the sun,
      flirting with everything that moves,
      and hitting on my huntresses.
      And I’ve been busy too,
      trying to keep the girls
      away from him.”

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                   ❝ something’s never change, huh
                        that reminds me, how’s thalia doing? 

Posted on Jul 07— 1 month ago · 8 notes
filed under→ ·deavenatrix; ·replies;
“Excellent!” Chrysaor gloated. He directed his warriors to dump Jason by the crossbows. Then he examined the girls like they were Christmas presents, which made Percy grit his teeth. —Okay can we talk about this part for a sec. I just really love this part right here because it shows the older brother side of Percy. Now, let’s forget about Annabeth for a minute and focus on Hazel and Piper. He has only known Hazel for like two weeks and we already know that she’s like his little sister and he doesn’t want her getting hurt. But then here is Piper who he has only known for a good three or four days. He barely knows her but still gets protective no matter what. He will not let this guy go anywhere near those girls, he will not let them get hurt for any reason. And if they, did you know well enough percy wouldn’t forgive himself because he feels like it’s his job to keep everyone safe. Even the people he barely knows. I just really love that. (via trytohearmyvoice)
Posted on Jul 05— 1 month ago · 292 notes
filed under→ ·musings.

boxed—hope:

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       A little excitement was healthy, was it not? Got the blood pumping and the adrenaline rushing. Now only partially confused, Pandora blinked up at the stranger offering his hand. Surprisingly enough, she took it and rose to her feet, box still clutched tightly in vice-like grip of her other hand. Okay? That was an… interesting word. Physically, save for a few bumps and bruises, she was fine. She nodded to convey this, still not entirely sure what to say. So many questions, but where to start? 

The hydras seemed like an obvious beginning what with their ear-piercing shrieks that made Pandora’s expression twist to one of discomfort. Better start small, no?— better start with the stranger. Only slightly out of breath, the blonde finally spoke, repeating the question she’d posed to him earlier. It was easy enough.

              Who are you?❞ 

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            once she was back on her feet, he let his attention
            avert towards the quivering walls and the low hisses
            of the hydra’s outside. they knew he was here, and
            they wanted revenge for the fact that percy had
            not-so-accidentally poked on out of thinking it might
            have been dead. 

                      ❝ percy jackson, you’ll remember
                                  the name. trust me.

             remember enough, he thought, to curse him later
             if he pulled a crazy stunt she wouldn’t be able to
             process as anything sane or normal.

                      ❝ come on, they’re distracted—— ❞

             leaning her out, he made them both run for the
             forests while the hydras were occupied in their
             attempts to dig at the rocks. percy and the unknown
             girl had made their exit from the opposite side.

             now within the safety of the forest, though potential
             threat was possible of the hydras were to sniff out
             their location, he paused to take in a deep sigh.

             still, he managed a friendly and polite smile
             towards the other, hoping not to frighten her. 

                      ❝ we need to keep going. what were
                           you doing in there anyways? did
                           somebody lock you?
 ❞

Posted on Jul 05— 1 month ago · 9 notes
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deavenatrix:

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            There were certainly worse cousins
            to have, especially considering gender.
            So she allowed herself to
            be somewhat kind and smiled.

      “How have you been? Of
      course, I have heard of
      your battles, but even so.”

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                    she seemed delighted to see him for one thing.
                    percy couldn’t have been more relieved. he had,
                    afterall, once saved her life. surely she was
eternally grateful for that.

                   ❝ doin’ fine. trying to run camp and figure
                        things out, but it’s all good. what about
                        yourself?

                        I haven’t seen you or apollo in ages. 

Posted on Jul 05— 1 month ago · 8 notes
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deusolis ;  
wE FLY 'CAUSE WE'RE H O T & mULTI-TALENTED

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Posted on Jul 05— 1 month ago
filed under→ ·preach it a-man. ·.crack ·deusolis ·ask.

h0llo:

i havent made any really bad decisions lately im getting bored

I am the sea and nobody owns me. —(via seafoamxsiren)
Posted on Jul 04— 1 month ago · 120,465 notes
filed under→ ·musings. ·snorts hella.

neoprxmo:

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          “i’m sawada tsunayoshi,
         but you can call me tsuna.”

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                    ❝ so, what are you?
                           demigod—— or?
❞ 

Posted on Jul 04— 1 month ago · 11 notes
filed under→ ·neoprxmo; ·replies;

voltaicseedling:

ihadwarnedyou:

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Posted on Jul 04— 1 month ago · 14 notes