[cursedsorceress]

( my laptop basically committed suicide and now i have absolutely none of my icons/graphics/anything so i will be on a small hiatus until i can slowly build it back up. in the meantime, i’ll be on reyna. )

[fcbulist]

Very slowly using two fingers, Annabeth drew her dagger. Instead of dropping it, she tossed it as far as she could into the water. (…)  Annabeth tried for a dumb-blonde smile, like: Oh, silly me. Nobody who knew her would have been fooled. But Octavian seemed to buy it. He huffed in exasperation.

                                                                                                  – Rick Riordan, The Mark of Athena

[byanger-a-deactivated20200110]

      dreams  &.  death were  old friends  of his .  he knew how to navigate their  dark borderland .

[prowessinbattle-blog]

                              ❝ I am praetor of the legion,                I judge this to be in the best interest of Rome.❞

[prowessinbattle-blog]

        ( let us all take a moment to appreciate how gorgeous Odette Annable is )

[prowessinbattle-blog]

                                  ( bang my head against the wall )

                though I feel light headed,                                       now I know I will not  f a l l                                                               I will  R I S E  above it  ( all  ).

                                                              Art || ©

[cursedsorceress]

( please go follow prowessinbattle i’m like trying to follow every pjo blog from there but it’s hard to keep up ‘cause they’re buried somewhere in the people i’m following here and i feel like i’m missing people )

[cursedsorceress]

( guys i think i may have found a fc for reyna )

[cursedsorceress]

( sits here and groans because a new blog means making icons and saving icons and figuring out color palettes and coding new themes and ps with bomb-ass backgrounds and promo graphics and. sigh. c’mon ana. do it for the art. )

[cursedsorceress]

( contemplating making a reyna blog. am i worthy tho. am i worthy of her. )

[cursedsorceress]

( how to write an autobiography and sound like a socially impaired otter: a book by me. )

[kaitostrophe]

HEROES OF OLYMPUS NETWORK:

Camp Half-Blood / Daughter of Apollo

Challenge #3: The Godly Challenge - Apollo

“Green grass breaks through snow, Artemis pleads for my help, I am so cool.”

[eternalniight]

❝ tell me about the GIRL with stardust in her veins. tell me about the girl whom time has not               TOUCHED. tell me about the girl who’s scars have turned from gold to SILVER. ❞

                                                          indie &&. semi-selective zoë nightshade

[cursedsorceress]

( i need to work on some applications for uni so i’ll hit drafts in a bit– thank you for your patience! )

[titanslayer]

         `…hoo boy,`

if he wasn’t nervous before–he was now. jason tries to settle that, use the nerves  to make himself work more determinedly.

then he spots someone else, and his jaw drops of it’s own accord.

         `–who’s that?`

he’s staring at a girl walking by quite quickly with ‘flaming valez’; dark hair, tugged into braids, grinning ear to ear mischievously.

[cursedsorceress]

            Calypso tried not to chuckle at his dumbfounded expression.                Of course, she thought.                                  “That’d be Piper– we used to work together,                            but now she’s the main illusionist. I moved to the tightrope.” 

               “She’s also ringleader-alternate, though Reyna has never                                once needed her to step up. She and Valdez are best friends,                             since long before they joined.”                              And that didn’t make her the slightest bit jealous. Not at all.

[cursedsorceress]

( romanstorm ) from here

         `hands-on experience is the best way to learn,           and if any of your fighting is to be applicable           or even useful outside here–then, no–simpler           won’t be an option for you out there. i know it           seems a little–ah, rough, to begin with, but i           assure you, i can handle this. as can you, so,           if you’d humour me now–i’d appreciate it.`

not for one second does jason drop his defensive stance; angling his sword so that it was ready to block any force that she could hit with.

and then, he remembers his manners; and that he’s talking to a goddess.

          `please, lady calypso? i promise this will help.`

              So much pleading was clearly not necessary,              but under the circumstances, Calypso was truly              thankful for all he was doing on her request.              He was truly an honorable, patient hero.

                               Without uttering a single word, she straightened up a bit,                                                  nodding ever so slightly before stepping forth,                               her grip on the sword as tight as ever as she swung down                               the blade in an angle, aiming for his left. 

                     The weight of the weapon was foreign to her,                    but it did not feel as heavy as she had feared–                          as overwhelming as she thought it’d be,                          despite her initial clumsiness with the particular article. 

[cursedsorceress]

jason has absolutely no idea if gods can get sick. technically, she IS a goddess--so, he remains respectful in how he speaks to her, now. `ah--lady calypso? look, i know it's none of my business, but--you look really exhausted. have you been sleeping okay?`

           Calypso initially took it as a personal offense,                “Wha– of course? What do you mean exhausted–”                 then she sneezed her soul out.

                                    It took the goddess a moment to recover from that,                                     her throat definitely feeling a tad sore,                            and a shiver ran down her back as she wiped at her nose. 

                   “... I have been sleeping quite alright,” Sniff.                                         “Thank you, Jason Grace. What about yourself?”