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Annabeth: Why are you deep in thought? You look stunned.
Percy: Gay people rely on straight people to produce more gay people.
Annabeth: Oh fuck.
Percy Jackson by pasty_thighs (Instagram)
This definitely happened in The Hidden Oracle, right?
At the doctor's
Will: And I thought Octavian was bad. You’re in desperate need of blood.
Nico: What? No I’m not.
Will: Sit on the stool. It’ll be a quick fix, I promise.
Nico: No, I’m fine.
Will: I told you that underworld stuff literally drains you.
Nico: *scoffs* What do you know…
Will: Sit, Death boy.
Nico: … Fine.
Will: Now, what kind of blood do you have?
Nico: What?
Will: You know, what’s your type?
Percy: *from the other side of camp* IT AIN’T ME!!!!!!!!
Nico: *facepalms*
Jason on Solangelo
Jason: I can see what's happening.
Percy: What?
Jason: And they don't have a clue.
Percy: Who?
Jason: They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: our trio's down to two.
Percy: Oh.
Jason:
Percy:
Jason:
Percy:
Jason:
Percy:
Nico: Shut up.
Whatever I say about Rick Riordan, he did give us meaningful messages. They are golden and hit you right in your heart.
“If my life is going to mean anything, I have to live it myself.” - The Lightning Thief
“Knowing too much of your future is never a good thing.” -The Lightning Thief
“Even strength must bow to wisdom sometimes.” -The Lightning Thief
“The real world is where the monsters are.” -The Lightning Thief
“Where’s the glory in repeating what others have done?” -The Lightning Thief
“Suspecting and knowing are not the same.” -The Lightning Thief
“Names have power.” -The Lightning Thief
“So few people did good in their lives. It was depressing.” -The Lightning Thief
“The dead aren’t scary. They are just sad.” -The Lightning Thief
“the best people have the rottenest luck” -The Lightning Thief
“If you were a god, how would you like being called a myth, an old story to explain lightning? What if I told you, Perseus Jackson, that someday people would call you a myth, just created to explain how little boys can get over losing their mothers?” -The Lightning Thief
“It was like looking at the ocean: some days, you could tell what mood it was in. Most days, though, it was unreadable, mysterious.” -The Lightning Thiel
“You may choose to believe or not, but the fact is that immortal means immortal. Can you imagine that for a moment, never dying? Never fading? Existing, just as you are, for all time?” -The Lightning Thief
“Does truth have a moral?” -The Sea Of Monsters
“Don’t you ever feel like, what if the world really IS messed up? What if we COULD Do it all over again from scratch? No more war. Nobody homeless. No more summer reading homework. “ -The Sea Of Monsters
“Knowledge isn’t always good for you.” -The Sea Of Monsters
“This is the trouble with all happiness -all of it is built on top of something men want.” -The Sea Of Monsters
“there’s one thing I’ve learned over the eons, it’s that you can’t give up on your family, no matter how tempting they make it. It doesn’t matter if they hate you, or embarrass you, or simply don’t appreciate your genius” -The Sea Of Monsters
“But you, Percy - you are part god, part human. You live in both worlds. You can be harmed by both, and you can affect both. That’s what makes heroes so special. You carry the hopes of humanity into the realm of the eternal.” -The Sea Of Monsters
“There is always a way out for those clever enough to find it.” -The Titan’s Curse
“ So I took her hand, and I don’t know what everybody else heard, but to me it sounded like a slow dance: a little sad, but maybe a little hopeful, too.” - The Titan’s Curse
“He might as well have stabbed me with a rusty dagger.It would’ve hurt less than reminding me of my promise.” - The Titan’s Curse
“The most dangerous flaws are those which are good in moderation,“ she said. "Evil is easy to fight. Lack of wisdom… that is very hard indeed.” - The Titan’s Curse
"You might as well ask an artist to explain his art, or ask a poet to explain his poem. It defeats the purpose. The meaning is only clear through the search.” - The Titan’s Curse
“Be careful of love. It’ll twist your brain around and leave you thinking up is down and right is wrong.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“People are more difficult to work with than machines. And when you break a person, he can’t be fixed.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“Getting something and having the wits to use it…those are two different things.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“But remember, boy, that a kind act can sometimes be as powerful as a sword.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“You must carry on my spirit. It can no longer be carried by a god. It must be taken up by all of you. “-The Battle Of Labyrinth
“Don’t judge someone until you’ve stood at his forge and worked with his hammer, eh?” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“I was glad to be with her, but it also kind of hurt, and it hurt when I wasn’t with her, too.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“Remake the wild, a little at a time, each in your own corner of the world. You cannot wait for anyone else, even a god, to do that for you.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“Genius does not excuse evil.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
"But… I’m just… I mean, I’m just me.” “That is enough,” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“A good artist must be good at many things.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“They said I would never amount to anything. Look at me now. Sometimes small things can become very large indeed.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“Maybe that’s why monsters fade. Maybe it’s not about what the mortals believe. Maybe it’s because you give up on yourself.” -The Battle Of Labyrinth
“It’s hard to enjoy practical jokes when your whole life feels like one.” -The Last Olympian
“Sometimes the hardest power to master is the power of yielding.” -The Lat Olympian
“No hero is above fear .”-The Last Olympian
"I am here because when all else fails, when all the other mighty gods have gone off to war, I am all that’s left. Home. Hearth. I am the last Olympian” -The Last Olympian
“Because Hope survives best at the Hearth.” -The Last Olympian
“Patterns repeat themselves in history” -The Last Olympian
“You must forge your own path for it to mean anything.” -The Lost Hero
“But beauty is about finding the right fit, the most natural fit, To be perfect, you have to feel perfect about yourself — avoid trying to be something you’re not. For a goddess, that’s especially hard. We can change so easily. “-The Lost Hero
“Don’t stay in one place too long. It was the only way to stay ahead of the sadness.” -The Lost Hero
“My point is that love is the most powerful motivator in the world. It spurs mortals to greatness. Their noblest, bravest acts are done for love.” -The Lost Hero
“Nothing lasts forever, not even the best machines. And everything can be reused. “-The Lost Hero
“Humor was a good way to hide the pain.” -The Lost Hero
“He was the class clown, the court jester, because he’d learn early that if you cracked jokes and pretended you weren’t scared, you usually didn’t get beat up. Even the baddest gangster kids would tolerate you, keep you around for laughs.”-The Lost Hero
“Maybe people with special gifts show up when bad things are happening because that’s when they’re needed most.” -The Lost Hero
“Life is only precious because it ends, kid.” -The Son Of Neptune
“ What mattered was listening. You didn’t need to say you were sorry. The only thing that helped was moving on—moving forward.” -The Son Of Neptune
“A real man’s weapon is his mind.” -The Son Of Neptune
“Death has more in common with Love than you might imagine.” -The Son Of Neptune
“Nobody welcomes a war - not if they’re smart. But war finds everyone sooner or later. It’s inevitable.” -The Son Of Neptune
“Strange things conspire when one tries to cheat fate” -The Son Of Neptune
“He warned me the greediest wishes cause the greatest sorrows.” -The Son Of Neptune
"As long as we’re together,” -The Mark Of Athena
“Being a hero doesn’t mean you’re invincible. It just means that you’re brave enough to stand up and do what’s needed.” -The Mark Of Athena
“I’m nobody’s sidekick” -The Mark Of Athena
“She had to go on this quest. The fate of the world might depend on it. But part of him wanted to say: Forget the world. He didn’t want to be without her.” -The Mark Of Athena
“Keep it simple.” -The Mark Of Athena
“But she wondered why beautiful things had to be wrapped up with evil history. Or was it the other way around? Maybe the evil history made it necessary to build beautiful things, to mask the darker aspects.” -The Mark Of Athena
“True success requires sacrifice.” -The Mark Of Athena
“Swords can’t solve every problem.” -The Mark Of Athena
“Many of the best traps are simple. You just have to think about it, and hope your victim doesn’t.” -The Mark Of Athena
“Gods forbid if she ever broke up with him. She’d never be able to visit the sea again without remembering her broken heart.”-The Mark Of Athena
“ Tell the sun and stars hello for me.” -The House Of Hades
“ But magic is neither good nor evil. It is a tool, like a knife. Is a knife evil? Only if the wielder is evil.” -The House Of Hades
“I figure the world is basically a machine. I don’t know who made it, if it was the Fates, or the gods, or the capital-G god or whatever. But it chugs along the way it’s supposed to most of the time. Sure, little pieces break off and stuff goes haywire once in a while, but mostly… things happen for a reason.” -The House Of Hades
“Yeah, well,” Nico said, “not giving people a second thought…that can be dangerous.” -The House Of Hades
“Oh, I wouldn’t say Love always makes you happy. Sometimes it makes you incredibly sad.” -The House Of Hades
“Love is no game! It is no flowery softness! It is hard work- It demands everything from you- especially the truth. Only then does it yield results.” -The House Of Hades
“ I am the god of love. I am never fair.” -The House Of Hades
“Love was the most savage monster of all.” -The House Of Hades
“Ask your friends, Cupid said. Frank, Hazel, and Percy met my counterpart, Thanatos. We are not so different. Except Death is sometimes kinder.” -The House Of Hades
“Bob says hello”-The House Of Hades
“Love is on every side, and no one’s side. Don’t ask what Love can do for you.” -The House Of Hades
“He didn’t think much of fates and prophecies, but he did believe in one thing: Annabeth and he were supposed to be together.” -The House Of Hades
“ I’m not choosing one of your paths. I’m making my own.” -The House Of Hades
“Must’ve been hard on your mom,” Frank said. “I guess we’ll do anything for someone we love.” -The House Of Hades
“ Mortals did superhuman feats in the name of love all the time. “-The House Of Hades
“It is a costly thing, looking on the true face of Love.” -The House Of Hades
“It’s natural to feel fear. All great warriors are afraid. Only the stupid and the delusional are not…” -The House Of Hades
“The dead see what they believe they will see. So do the living. That is the secret.” -The House Of Hades
“She had to face the fact that she couldn’t protect everyone she loved. She couldn’t solve every problem.” -The House Of Hades
“Well, maybe you got the smoke, buddy, but I’ve got the fire.” -The House Of Hades
“I guess once in a while we all need a wake-up call from somebody who loves us.” -The House Of Hades
“No one can hate you with more intensity than someone who used to love you.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“ You should have to make someone`s heart whole; that was a much better test.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Some pain shouldn’t be wished away so easily. It had to be dealt with, even embraced.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“You can’t choose your parentage. But you can choose your legacy.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“I don’t define myself by the boys who may or may not like me” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Our desires reveal us. They show us for who we really are.” -The Blood Of Olympus
‘Getting a second life is one thing. Making it a better life, that’s the trick.’ -The Blood Of Olympus
“Fear can’t be reasoned with. Neither can hate. They’re like love. They’re almost identical emotions. That’s why Ares and Aphrodite like each other. Their twin sons – Fear and Panic – were spawned from both war and love.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“A wind that blows aimlessly is no good to anyone.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Keep moving. Don’t get bogged down. Don’t think about the bad stuff. Smile and joke even when you don’t feel like it. Especially when you don’t feel like it.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Your voice is your identity.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Dreams and death were old friends of his. He knew how to navigate their dark borderland.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“The most difficult kind of strength – restraint.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“You will not find love where you wish or where you hope.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“All aboard for one last trip.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“ The darkness is my birthright.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Complaining of unfairness is like assigning blame, Percy Jackson. It does no one any good.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“It’s stupid what keeps people apart.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“Nico had once read a story from Plato, who claimed that in the ancient times, all humans had been a combination of male and female. Each person had two heads, four arms, four legs. Supposedly, these combo-humans had been so powerful they made the gods uneasy, so Zeus split them in half—man and woman. Ever since, humans had felt incomplete. They spent their lives searching for their other halves.” -The Blood Of Olympus
“But too much love is poison, especially when that love is not returned.” -The Blood Of Olympus
I just did the PJO and HOO ones.
what if the kids of loki can also talk to horses and they meet percy
percy: I can talk to horses because my dad made them!
loki kid: oh cool I can talk to them because my dad had sex with one and gave birth to an eight-legged horse!
percy:
percy:
percy:
percy: aNNABETH I WANT TO GO HOME NOW
(pours vodka into the pits of hell) for persephone
I’m becoming obsessed
Percy: What a year, huh?
Annabeth: Percy, it's February.
Will: What would you do if I got you into my bed?
Nico: Is it comfortable?
Will: Very.
Nico: I'd sleep.
piper: in loving memory of annabeth chase
piper: she's not dead i just love remembering her
Annabeth: Percy and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's-
Percy: -sentences.
Annabeth: Don't interrupt me.
Merman AU
Aliens have invaded and are taking over. Their technology, intelligence, and power is unstoppable. They just didnt plan on one thing: The old gods returning.
When they first arrived, we were overjoyed. Proof that we weren’t alone in the universe, that there were other races to share and exchange technologies with! Their arrival brought about world peace - with other life forms out there, we needed to present a united front. World hunger and poverty was solved within a decade, a demonstration to our new friends that we were worthy of the responsibility of exploring the galaxy.
They disagreed.
They accessed our histories, they saw everything, and they recoiled in horror. They could not fathom the world we had created, and the solutions we had brought about not because it was the right thing to do, but to impress them.
They were not impressed. They told us, regret tinging the translators, that we could not be trusted as keepers of this world. The damage we had done was coming close to being irreparable, and for our own good they’d need to take over.
I have to say, I agreed – humans are terrible. But the funny thing about humanity is, even if something is right, if it means giving up our control, it is wrong.
We fought back.
At first we fought back democratically. This race that had descended from the stars was peaceful, never seeming to favour violence. We didn’t think they’d start killing indiscriminately. We didn’t think they’d take inspiration from our own history books.
As with so many other things, we were wrong.
An extreme group of humans succeeded in ambushing and killing several of their high-ranking Xenos. Human lives were lost in the process, but the extremists saw that as a necessary sacrifice, a means to an end. The Xenos had been shown that we wouldn’t tolerate their kind here, that they should leave and let us get on with things how we always have.
Within days, war had been declared, and we learned why we should have tried harder. Had they decided to simply fight the moment they touched down, to systematically advance and wipe out every human life they came across, we wouldn’t have stood a chance. Their weapons, armour, tactics, the sheer firepower and the size of their armies were beyond comprehension. Out of rage and grief, they marched over us, and began the slow process of wiping us out. Bullets couldn’t pierce their armour and shields, rockets fell to the ground lifeless, and even nuclear devices were somehow disabled mid-flight.
Still we fought back. Humans never have figured out how to give up when all hope is lost.
There was no formal resistance of rebellion, we simply gathered, fought, and survived where we could. When something new happened, it took weeks, months, to reach every last survivor.
And then, something unbelievable happened.
Stories started filtering through to the pockets of us in hiding, strange stories – a freak electrical storm in Greece that appeared from a clear blue sky and wiped out a thousand of them in less than 15 minutes; Xenos impaled on braches of rare trees, some kind of grisly warning that we chalked up to particularly violent survivors in that area; whole armies frozen to death because the temperature around them had dropped too quickly for their environmental suits to keep up with. Freak weather patterns that worked in our favour, violent survivors, terrain they couldn’t navigate. That’s what we told ourselves when the stories filtered through.
But then they got weirder. There were stories of Xenos being swallowed by the ground itself. A pack of wolves, larger than anything ever before seen appeared from a crack in a mountain range to storm through an encampment and kill every last Xenos. There was a massive surge in the number of corvids around the world, and they always seemed to congregate where the Xenos were thickest… days before something killed everything. Then they’d vanish, and more corvids would appear somewhere else. Harbingers, just like the old tales.
One day a massive seafaring vessel chasing a fishing trawler was pulled under the water – no reefs or icebergs in the area, and the sea mines had long been disarmed and deactivated. I spoke to a man who had been in the sloop running from the Xenos ship, and he swore blind the Kraken had got it, the tentacles alone bigger than the tiny boat he’d been huddled on. He shuddered and drank too much, and I put it down to hallucinations caused by a bad batch of moonshine. There was no such thing as monsters.
Then we heard about warriors. We heard about chariots, of all things, chasing down whole platoons of Xenos in Egypt, chariots so bright it felt like staring into the sun; a huge hound with three heads was spotted in Greece, a man in shadows and a woman of light removing the leash as Xenos advanced on them; a woman showed up in Iceland standing head and shoulders above the tallest man there, with an army of her own. They didn’t seem to fall in battle, and pushed the Xenos back, fighting with sword and shield and spear, a fury that our alien invaders couldn’t match.
Humanoid creatures with eyes of fire supposedly began granting wishes over in Syria, as long as your wish was for them to kill your enemies. There were sightings in Ireland of pure white horses, horses that once ridden wouldn’t let you off, that dragged people into bogs and rivers. Tales came out of brazil of monstrously large snakes, sometimes with the faces of women, dragging aliens into the gloom of the rivers and rainforests.
But there’s no such thing as monsters.
I finally believed when I saw three women facing down the largest army of Xenos I’d ever come across – at least twelve thousand by my counting. I’d been running from a scouting party, and when I stumbled out of the treeline onto a road I realised they’d chased me right into the path of the oncoming horde.
The moment you face your death is a strange one. Everything felt calm except the thundering of my pulse in my ears, and the crows that seemed to come from nowhere to blot out the sun.
Then three women strolled into the road in front of me, placing themselves between me and the advancing army. A young woman, barely out of girlhood; someone who could have easily been my mother; and a woman so old she was almost bent double. It was the oldest who strode towards the mass of Xenos without any fear, leading the other two towards their deaths, and the din of the crows got louder.
The youngest one glanced my way and smiled playfully, and something from my grandmother’s tales made me flatten myself to the ground, hands clamped firmly over my ears.
The scream started low, in the back of the old woman’s throat, travelling through the ground and making every bone in my body shudder with the vibration. Realisation began to dawn on me as Maiden and Mother joined in with their Crone, and the scream climbed to a crescendo that could have shattered glass. Even with my hands tight over my ears it pierced me to my core, a screaming agony that made me want to curl in on myself and die.
I survived because it wasn’t meant for me.
The Xenos, however, felt the full force of the rage these women contained. An entire planet’s worth of grieving poured out of them in this shriek, rooting their enemies to the ground with the difference in tone and pitch between these three women telling their stories.
The mother stood tall and resolute, screaming her grief at these invaders, a mother mourning all of her children.
The crone’s low snarl was that of war. Weary of the fighting but always ready to defend what’s hers, she growled her challenge, and the Xenos couldn’t stand against it.
The maiden was hope, the only act of defiance in a world on the edge of ruin. When everything was dust, when the last stragglers of humanity were contemplating giving up, she was the hope that kept them fighting.
Part of me wondered how many shirts they’d washed, how many rivers they’d wept together, before standing up and saying “no more.”
The scream stopped abruptly, leaving me feeling like the breath had all been sucked out of me, a void in the air around me that rushed back in and filled my lungs with a long, shuddering gasp.
I opened my eyes to carnage. The Xenos had died where they’d stood, their organs haemorrhaging, what passed for blood pouring from every orifice, their eyes turning to liquid in their skulls. Bodies were everywhere, and the crows circling overhead had fallen silent, uninterested in the feast this must have surely been for them.
The Morrigan was one woman now, ageless and terrifying.
“Get up, child.” She commanded, and I had no choice but to obey, trembling legs pushing me to my feet. She reached out a hand, and gently wiped a trail of blood away from my ear. “Did you really think we’d abandoned you?” She murmured, and the crows descended, carrying her to the next battle.
Monsters are real, and some of them look like people. But the Gods are also real, and they still believe in us.
So I’m still fighting, and my battle cry is full of hope.
Wow… I have no words. This is just magnificent.
Piper: I wish that you could block people in real life.
Annabeth: Restraining order.
Nico: Murder.