` hard times.

` 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐝𝐨𝐦'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞  

[theoptia]

Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson

Text ID: Gods are stubborn. So am I.

[aetheniana]

annabeth is very bad at apologizing and tends to Not do it at all. she definitely knows when she messes up but she’s more the type to do something to make up for it instead of outright, verbally apologizing

[annaebethh]

-  he didn’t think much of fates and prophecies, but he did believe in one thing: annabeth and he were supposed to be together.

-  annabeth’s voice caught on the word friend. percy was a lot more than that. even boyfriend really didn’t cover it. they’d been through so much together, at this point percy was part of her  –  a sometimes annoying part, sure, but definitely a part she could not live without.

[melamemea]

misc sentences

“ people are talking about us. ”

“ won’t you just let me hold you? ”

“ i never want anything. anyone. now i want you. ”

“ you make me want. i never want anything. ”

“ just let me hold you. ”

“ everyone is looking at us. is that a good or a bad thing? ”

“ i can feel your breath on my skin. ”

“ don’t let me down. ”

“ i never let anyone this close before. ”

“ how does this make you feel? ”

“ trust me. ”

“ don’t be afraid, trust me. ”

“ you make me feel things, things i don’t know how to describe. ”

“ i look at your and suddenly… things just make sense. ”

“ i just want summer already. ”

“ the days are getting longer, but the weeks are getting shorter. ”

“ it feels like i’m stuck in between today and tomorrow, yes and no. ”

“ i thought you, of all, would understand. ”

“ i’ll be here, no matter what. ”

“ you can rely on me, you know. ”

“ can’t we go somewhere we can be alone? ”

“ i still care. ”

“ you can still lay by me. ”

“ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you like this. ”

“ of course i knew where you’d be. you’re my friend. ”

“ are you still upset with me? ”

“ it’s not like i meant what i said. it just slipped out. ”

“ i have never felt this safe before. ”

“ if you never need someone, no matter what, i’ll be there. ”

“ i always looked up to them, you know? ( name ). ”

“ sometimes i just wonder why things turned out this way. ”

“ don’t say anything. just hold me. please. ”

“ i know what you’re going to say and i don’t like it. ”

“ there’s something you’re not telling me. ”

“ this job is going to kill me. ”

“ i missed you, you know? ”

“ i was hoping for a little sympathy, maybe. ”

[quotespile]

I’m nobody’s daughter now. I’m through with that.

Joyce Carol Oates, Blonde (via quotespile)

[annaebethh]

                                                  [  𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄  ]

[aetheniana]

running    late    wasn’t    her    area.    frustration    lit    up    teenaged    countenance,    the    pink    tinge    making    tanned    features    shade    across    nearly    orange.    out    of    breath,    sore,    disheveled,    &    nearly    nineteen    minutes    late.    the    congested    street    adds    layers    to    her    agitation,    thankful    only    for    the    edge    of    height    &    adrenaline    as    she    scouted    out    the    area.                ❛❛  TENNYSON.  ❜❜             midday    throngs    of    people    flicker    the    view    *    he’s    tall    enough    that    tufts    of    dark    hair    double    as    a    marker    above    the    ebbing    crowd,    making    easy    the    haphazard    route    she    takes    to    meet    him.    annabeth      shoulders    through,    cutting    across    the    throng.            ❛❛  sorry  i’m  late.  i  had  a  run  in  with  an  empousa  at  macy’s.  ❜❜  @akasakasadd​

[aetheniana]

“It’s a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”

[aetheniana]

i am going to rework some things from canon and one of them is definitely the relationship athena has with annabeth (and with any of her kids). athena was always a big help to heroes in the myths and while rick is heavy with the gods avoiding playing favorites, i think it would only make sense for athena, by virtue of her history with heroes, to be more involved in the lives of her own kids.  i’m not saying annabeth sees her mother frequently or that athena rushes to help, but i do think that her presence in annabeth’s life is stronger than it was implied throughout the series.

[floralls]

Schönbrunn Palace garden by  sarah longworth

[aetheniana]

folie  a  deux    :    percy,  annabeth.    synonymous    at    times,    attached    at    more    than    the    hip.  annabeth    is    seized    with    an    itching    beneath    her    skin,    something    more    than    terror.    it’s    in    these    hapless    moments    when    her    calm    is    shattered    &    his    remains    steady    as    fathered    waters    where    the    deviations    between    pair    are    dismally    apparent.                         ❛❛  whoa,  hey,  hey, hey  hey.  deep  breaths.  lots  of  deep  breaths.  ❜❜ even    at    her    worst,    athenian    need    to    combat    the    more    levelheaded    arises    *    a    scorching    rod    of    spite    stabbing    between    heaving    ribcage.    BUT  HE’S  RIGHT.    he’s    right,    &    the    clarity    of    his    calm    did    more    than    ego    cared    to    acknowledge.    her    breathing    shallowed.    the    waves    of    panic    ebbed    gently    out    though    iron    grip    continued     to    bite    into    percy’s    arm    &    stony    eyes    remained    shut    tight    enough    to    see    a    thin    glow    around    the    pain.    &      though    hysteric    subsided    in    the    slightest,    annabeth    could    not    shake   the    unmistakable    hair’s    breadth    kiss    of    8    million    tiny    legs    rushing    to    smother    her    body    &    mind.            ❛❛  percy,  they’re  everywhere.  ❜❜    @propheics​

[habaebiti]

It Doesn’t Matter - Aerial East

[aetheniana]

the    room    is    infested    with    reminders   of    susie’s    normal.    the    wide,    bright    grins    of    teen    idols    annabeth    didn’t    know    the  names    of,    clutter    so    feminine    it    made    her    feel    ladened    &    bulky.    the    salmon’s    oldest    seemed    to    inadvertently    pick    at      every    insecurity    annabeth    hadn’t    been    aware    she’d    had.    the    blonde    sulks    &    stiffens,    arms    crossed    near    the    smiling    maw    of    bedroom    door.               ❛❛  don’t  you  ever  clean  up  ?  ❜❜        the    moment    criticism    sounds,    she    recoils    internally.    the    tone    was    all    too    harsh    ---    the    airy    femininity    of    this    american    temple    didn’t    have    the    foundation    needed    to    withstand    the    marble    lilt    annabeth    unintentionally    burdened    on.              ❛❛   i  mean.  doesn’t  it  ever  get  a  little  ...  overwhelming  in  here  ?  ❜❜                @autumnnal​ 

[aetheniana]

[annaebethh]

“I’m going to build the greatest monument to the gods, ever. Something that’ll last a thousand years.”

r.ichard s.iken  //  immortal  :  m.arina  //  o.scar  w.ilde  //  eating  fire  :  m.argaret  a.twood  //  gold  :  m.arina  //  green  light  :  l.orde  //  the  lightening  t.hief  :  r.ick  r.iordan

[aetheniana]

i might. make an edit for annabeth today but i am Mostly going to just set up her insp. blog n call it a night. i’m off like three days in a row next week so i will write then

[aetheniana]

annabeth does think she knows best and she always has. she thinks she is the smartest person in any given room and feels the need to prove it. the fact that at 13 she was bordering on the idea that she could do better than the gods says a Lot