oh my whitsantos
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we're not kids anymore.

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oh my whitsantos
Whoever invented getting out of bed can go to hell
THE PITT 2.12 – 6:00 P.M.
them as a trio as the heart of the show for me, not even exaggerating
baby dennis sketches but all the reference pics used were just my own pics from when I was a kid
I just know trinity was looking at this fuckers face and plotting all the ways she can sabotage his avocados.
oh boy i’m winded
they saved each other I just can’t prove it
On a quest without Annabeth
Percy: Anyone else have the weird urge to lecture themselves? Seaweedbrain what are you doing?
Annabeth: Seaweedbrain what are you doing?
Percy: (Shocked) I conjured her!
thank you ao3 for being an archive and not an algorithm. thank you for letting me like things without consequences, thank you for being free with no ads, thank you for having lawyers to defend our freedom of speech. thank you tag wranglers. thank you to all authors and thank you ao3
"Blackjack! Where the hell have you been loca?"
actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty then to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do.
i was so confused by the sirens’ song for annabeth, then she cut them down and athena came and i was jumping on my bed because yes that’s annabeth AND THEN SHE TOOK THE SIREN’S HAND BECAUSE THAT WAS EXACTLY WHAT HUBRIS IS. THIS WASN’T A PICNIC IN A NEW SHINING OLYMPUS WITH LUKE AND HER MUM, THIS WAS HER DEFEATING THE IMPOSSIBLE ENEMY AND HER MUM NOTICING HER WHICH IS EVEN MORE PERFECT BECAUSE IF THIS ISN’T EXACTLY WHAT ANNABETH LONGS FOR THEN I DONT KNOW WHAT IS. I AM GOING FERAL
the concept of a girl who’s had to prove she’s worthy of love to everyone her entire life befriending a boy who’s fatal flaw is loyalty and repeatedly tells her she’s already enough
THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANT
THIS IS NOT WHAT I PLANNED
AND I JUST HAVE TO SAY
I DO NOT UNDERSTAND
the feminine urge to just start writing and posting fanfictions