Random Thoughts corner

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Intros come get your intros:

Hello hello tumblr, I am Siff (and or Starry) and this blog exists solely to concentrate all my long suppressed fandomness

Pronouns: anything and everything all of the time

Things I post:

Athena related stuff (the main thing)

Epic the Musical stuff

Percy Jackson (probably my au)

Batfam (again my au)/ spider-verse (it’s the same au essentially)

Interactions:

Ask away just don’t be weird

Comms:

None :[

Tags

#TearsOfWisdom

#ValdezTwins!au

#MotherowlThena

Edited (23 may 26)

[ghostbibooo]

This song but it’s Athena talking about how she think she is in her relationships (any type)

Or toxic yuri. Yuri is good too

Wait I’m getting an idea

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EROS NO THAT’S-

Eros got Miku Miku beamed gang 😞

AroaceThena gang rise up 🗣️🗣️

We got a rough animation here gang CUZ ITS FINGER DRAWN MY FUCKING WROST HURTS

[krismasdreemurr00]

[witheringsapphic-deactivated202]

please reblog this until i find my true love. i am so alone

[tables-but-with-a-very-long-name]

Made it poly friendly

[witheringsapphic-deactivated202]

oh hell yeah even better

[courtjester69420]

Made one for aromantic trans people 👍

[queen-mihai]

Reblogging for poly people, mono people, and people who need their keys

[sassyphantomkoala]

Thank you for reminding me of my privilege, by helping me remember that as an allo person I never lost my keys.

[ghostbibooo]

I have yet to find my keys

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[crowshira]

[diangelo-supporter10]

[i-put-the-hyper-in-hyperfixated]

i think this may have been the first post i ever reblogged 🤔

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THEY PUT CHEMICALS IN THE WATERS TO MAKE THE RATS GAY

[guitarhero000]

Hey! So,Here is my first AU! this is a kind of What if of what would happen if the one who manipulated Octavian was Minerva/Athena instead of Apollo,I will post more stuff soon,Enjoy!

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Me when someone on the internet has the same idea as me but they’re actually doing it instead of just day dreaming about it

[ghostbibooo]

What if we played dnd but we’re all owl people and Mamathena left us unattended for too long

We react to every situation like this

[radiolightning]

In case anyone is having a bad night:

Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found

Here are some fun sites

Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics

Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli

Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies

*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*

You’ll be okay, friend <3

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i will reblog this everytime it shows up because any of my followers could have a bad night right now

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

All these links, besides the first, are broken. So here’s some more.

Here’s an emergency compliment

Here you can play 2048

Here’s a playlist of Bob ross

Here’s a website to watch movie’s and shows for free

Here’s a website to watch documentaries for free

Here you can to nothing for two minutes

Here you can break something. It’s good for anger

Here’s a button to press to make everything okay

Here’s a site to cut something up (TRIGGER WARNING)

Here’s a site that makes you a website depending on a song you choose

Here’s a gay comic. It’s adorable

Here you can spend Bill Gate’s money

Here you can draw your own island

Here you can learn about patterns website’s use

Here you can get your life stats

Here you can listen to the Tucker Zone (Headphones needed)

Here you can see how fast you’re moving

Here you can see the progress of time

Here you can see the future of the universe 

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

Want some more? 

Here’s the butterfly project

Here’s a snickerdoodle mug cake

Here’s a link to some free audiobooks

Here’s something to read when you feel like a burden

Here’s a secret

Here’s my playlist of some sea shanties 

Here’s another secret

Here’s a link to some cool websites 

Here’s a blog that gives you recipes for when you’re low on spoons

Here’s some Brony Headcanon’s

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

Some more? I’ve got plenty

Here’s 100,000 stars

Here you can control the weather (TW FLASHING IMAGES)

Here you can weave silk

Here you can make a castle of your own

Here you can make a kaleidoscope drawing

Here you can explore recursion

Here you can play a jelly block game

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

I’m back with some more! 

Here you can draw with pasta

Here you can draw logo’s from memory

Here you can play this is sand, here you draw cool sand designs

Here you can play The Organ Trail

Here’s a customizable white noise website

Here you can simulate gravity

Here you can create your own guardian of the galaxy

Here you can make your own galaxy

Here’s a website you can get some support at.

[becausewhatiam-iswhatimnot]

to find later

[addiewho]

Here you can split circles into smaller and smaller pieces (I found this really satisfying)

Here you can have images of people point to where your pointer is

Here you can paint someone’s nails

Here you can grow a garden across your screen (Audio included)

Here you can try out all kinds of mind illusions (Trigger Warning: Flashing Lights)

Here you can see how many miles you have scrolled

Here you can watch a website load forever, although you might be getting enough of this on Tumblr mobile

Here’s a rickroll

Here you can remind yourself that you’re awesome.

Here you can throw trash into a dustbin only for it to bounce right back out (Audio included)

Here you can make sand dunes using sand (Audio included)

And here you can generate more cool websites like these

[boy-in-the-stars]

pinning thissss

[fiddlepickdouglas]

And yet more!!!

Here you can listen to a gentle rainstorm

Here you can make snowflakes

Here is a Line Rider feature film with relaxing music

Here is the entire script to the Princess Bride (many don’t need it but it’s fun to read anyway)

Here is an abbreviated script for the entirety of Book 1 of A:TLA that I made out of anger at the film that definitely doesn’t exist

Here is a playlist of the top 10 most relaxing songs ranked according to science

Here’s a site where you can make a dude beatbox with fun animations

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1,079 days left

[ghostbibooo]

Just gonna save this for me

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Her baby siblings

SEE SEE?? I CAN BE CUTE. I CAN BE WHOLESOME

Ignore the shiver down your spine. I’m not planing anything :)

[i-will-help-you-swim]

Reblog if you think asexuality is a legitimate sexuality.

I’m trying to prove something.

[cmoon-rabbit4-blog]

Reblog if your blog is a safe place for asexuals.

[mer-acle]

My blog is a safe space for asexuals

Except for me and my head canonned asexual blorbos. But the other ones are safe 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[themostrandommoon]

We’re safe? :O

[ghostbibooo]

Being asexual alone handsome?

[ghostbibooo]

A thought

I think Athena doesn’t hate Percy. She likes him really. She just hates the fact that Percy and Annabeth are together. Specifically Percy and Annabeth.

Annabeth looks so much like Athena, she acts like Athena, she’s basically a mini Athena that had the chance to love.

And Percy. I imagine he’s exactly like her. Like Pallas. He has Pallas’ eyes, he acts like her, he smiles like her. He’s exactly like Pallas.

Annabeth mirror of Athena, Percy mirror of Pallas

When Athena looks at the two together all she feels is—

Grief.

And she just can’t. She can’t look at them. She can’t.

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WHY ARE YOU STILL GETTING LIKES

[ghostbibooo]

Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore

Characters: Athena (Greek Religion & Lore), Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson & the Olympians), Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson & The Olympians)

(Slight) Spoilers: mentions of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians series and Heroes of Olympus series

Tears of Wisdom

???

I woke.

Opened my eyes and there was everything. It burns. Hot gold washed away from my vision still wrapped around my body.

Beautiful. Warm. It stuck to my skin like the silk you’d use to swaddle a babe. It held me like the most precious thing.

Then again. When I had everything. The gold followed me.

Clotted, muted, scalding. Like bile clawing it’s way along my body, it pricked and lashed at me like it knew what I had done. It crushed me like a Lion with a cub that wasn’t it’s own.

Again I saw it.

Warmth trickled down from my the tops of my temple to the bottom of my mandible. The gold pooled and consumed my vision till I was as blind as the first minute I was born, gold wrapped my body like a tired goodbye.

Then there was nothing.

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I woke.

I opened my eyes

There was everything.

Παρακαλῶ

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☼︎♏︎♑︎❒︎♏︎⧫︎ ˚｡ ･ ───

Annabeth

I go Christmas shopping and it’s... normal?

My name is Annabeth Chase, I’m a demigod daughter of Athena (yes the Greek goddess), architect of Olympus, two time world saviour and the first Athenian to see and recover the Athena Pantheons single handedly, so as you can see I’ve done many things. Except this. It’s an extremely simple task and I should be able to do it. However, I’ve never been Christmas shopping before and the last I celebrated Christmas was when I was six, it was with Helen and-

Well anyway, I told Piper and co I haven’t had a Christmas with actual friends before, the camp doesn’t exactly celebrate Christmas; they have their own winter thing it’s just not the same, when I told them that they blew up! Well, Leo blew up (completely unprompted) ,the others were just baffled. So they came together and made me a Christmas starter kit things to buy;

• Wrapping paper

• Decorations

• Blowtorch*Leo. >:[

• Chocolate (dark)

• Cookie ingredients ( blue dye!!)

• Milk (lactose free)

• Power tools *LEO

• 14 Gingerbread house kits

• 7 tubs of blue frosting

• Buttload of candy

*KA TUNK*

A pack of all blue jolly ranchers gets dunked into the shopping cart followed by an excited hiss of “yessss”from the next aisle, I imagine he’s probably fist bumping the air too. At least Percy seems to be in his element, Sally did say she worked in a candy store, he knows more about what candy works with gingerbread houses and what doesn’t, but really? Jolly ranchers?

“You sure Percy? Jolly ranchers don’t seem conventional for gingerbread houses.”

There’s a heavy pitterpatter of feet before Percy tackles me from behind before he looped his arm over my neck.

“I thought you liked a challenge Wisegirl or are you telling me the architect of Olympus can’t build a gingerbread house with fun decorations.” He leaned dramatically into my back with the whole hand on forehead thing like Leo does.

He’s setting a trap for me he knows I know and I’m not falling for it today because I’m better than that

“Maybeee you know me and Leo a—” “Leo and I,” sorry reflex, “—are gonna beat you so bad you won’t be able to build ever again.”

Wow. He’s going straight to my pride, I thought he loved me.

“I’m going destroy you and your stupid team name” we look at each other with all the hate we can muster up, pushing our foreheads against each other’s like we’re rival rams fighting to the death. “snrk-” Percy breaks first because he’s weak and I’m superior.

But it is nice to hear his laugh again, I was starting to miss how he just lets go when he’s fully laughing like that, “Ok, I’ll put up an entertaining fight for you.” He cracks his back and stops slouching so he’s be taller than me, to compensate for his loss.

“Yep, least you can do. C’mon stupid I got all the stuff on the list, you go get the extra stuff,” Percy stared at me until I went on my tiptoes and give a kunik before he goes, I even get a little giggle from Percy when my nose tickles his the side of his cheek. You’d never expect such a soft noise from such a demigod, if I had to describe the laugh it’d be like when my dad took my to the movies for the first time and that smell of buttery freshly made popcorn draws you in and make you even more excited to see what’s on the big screen for the week. Percy’s laugh had the same effect on me.

Percy races off to go find more blue candy I’ve never heard of before, I don’t even know where he finds them I’ve never seen any of the candy he gets in the store when I come alone, it’s like they only appear for him. I should ask him about it sometimes.

It feels nice to be like this, shopping for Christmas, arguing about candy, just normal things. It’s actually been a while since anything happened, it’s a little uncomfortable because with us every calm borders an oncoming storm.

But hey don’t look a gift-horse in the mouth. I don’t wanna worry about the future right now, I don’t want to think about how easy this moment can be ruined, I don’t want to think about last year, I just don’t—

Candy.

Beep

Where was I? Right, checking out. Scanner beeping, bright blue candy, plastic wrapper in my hand, smell of the sterilised grocery store, metal at the back of my throat. I’m here right now checking out.

Me, Percy, Piper and Leo are doing a gingerbread house contest again. Leo challenged me to a rematch (and stole Percy for his team) because he’ll never accept that I’m better at buildings than him and I’m more than happy to prove him wrong again.

We’re also getting a discount for stuff because Sally’s friend works here. I’m explaining that because I’m ignoring the Percy coloured blur that was speeding between the aisles on a cart full of…blue. He’s like a blue athletic Santa, that only has the blue version of everything. Wait.

Some gods explained to us that their continued existence is perpetuated by belief, a god can’t die unless the very memory of them is completely erased or the core of their existence has been tainted so much it doesn’t even exist anymore. I think Apollo mentioned that even if he doesn’t drag the sun across the sky the other forces will move the sun across the sky, including science physics, the the power of pure belief. Does that mean Santa exists?

By all means he could. He’s a figure with multiple sources of legend, according to legend he has powers and he has many, believers who are children but still believers.

“Whatcha thinkin bout?” Percy, satisfied with his rampage on the candy aisle and dumped his horde on the checkout. The employee just looks like him with an excruciatingly dead look in her eyes, even more dead than a corpse and I’ve seen actual ghosts before. I send out a little prayer for her before facing Percy.

“You think Santa exists?” Beep

“What.”

“I mean think about it, exist by belief, stories, power.” It makes complete sense and by the blank look in Percy’s eyes he’s also making that revelation. The employee seems to be both listening to the conversation and judging us if her twitching eyebrow is saying anything (I can’t blame her, this is deranged behavior by mortal standards)

After we get our bags we pile them up in the back and I take the driver’s seat (as much as I love him I cannot let him drive) we agreed to shelve the Santa topic until we get back to everyone, so we just talk about random things. How excited we are for the first Christmas we’re gonna have together, Sally’s cooking ,how we’re gonna beat each other so bad at the competition, presents, Sally’s cooking, prank gifts, did Percy mention he’s excited for Sally Christmas cooking?

I parallel park in front of the apartment and start unloading the unholy amount bags of blue things. Down the road we see the most beautiful lady walking towards us, wavy brown hair more luscious than the strawberry fields, a smile warmer than any ambrosia, wrinkles and smile lines that perfectly show the kindness in her face and lastly her blue eyes that sparkle like the clearest lake in all the lands. The lady of the hour, Sally Jackson.

“Annabeth! Percy, you’re back. Could you help with these bags, love?” How could anyone ever deny a request from the greatest woman in the world. Percy adds the bags to his stack, at least there’s a little more variety of colour in that now

“That’s a big haul you got, I thought you were only making two houses?” Fair question this is an insane amount of candy for only two mini houses, counterpoint. We are Demi-gods.

“This is the perfect amount.” For the houses were building? Hopefully we have enough candy for the houses. Sally doesn’t question us, it’s useless to question demigod activity, especially if what we’re doing is supposed to be normal, mortal activity.

The apartment’s not big but it fits all of us just fine, the room is filled with Christmas decorations but it still had that cozy lived in feel it always had, it’s just a lot more festive now. Speaking of lived in, almost everyone’s here, Piper, Leo and of course Mr. Blofis; he’s the judge. (Hazel and Frank couldn’t make it sadly)

“Hello demigods!” Sally came in last and waved at them like a queen to her subjects.

“Hii Mrs. Jackson” they all say it together like a hive mind. It’s one of the few times our group are completely in sync, this and life or death situations but between you and me, I prefer this to the fighting for your life thing we have every year.

Competition fighting however, a different story. Leo (and by extension Percy) is directly challenging me at my own domain and I can’t just leave this blatant disrespect uncorrected, cue evil laugh. I (gently) dumped the gingerbread kits on the table in front of Leo, I’ll call his bluff one last time, give him a chance to turn back before I completely destroy him. He doesn’t budge, instead he grabs seven packs of the pile and takes the seat opposite of me at the folded table Sally just set up for us. Percy takes his position beside Leo (the traitor) and Piper takes her position beside me.

Leo clears his throat and stands on the chair, he raises a glass clinking it with a spoon to get people’s attention (even though everyone was already looking at him when he stood up) “Ladies and gentleman,” he throws his arms up like the greatest showman “and Piper,” he added and the look she gave,I thought Hades was about to personally visit us in a special suit and tie.

“haha…hah. Ahem, Welcome to the third annual Builder V.S Builder Christmas ver. Extravaganza com-pet-ti-tion!” Leo reaches down to press a key on the laptop, but he proceeds to stumble on the chair, tries to course correct by veering to the right, over corrects and tips the chair over, “oUuaHh—” and him along with it; annnnnnnddd- CRASH.

…

Percy presses the key and a power point slide transitions in with a 3D cube spin, it’s a poorly made presentation with ‘Builder V.S Builder Christmas ver. Extravaganza com-pet-ti-tion’ that’s red text on black background and animated bit crushed flames, after three whole seconds of silence a party horn plays. (that one, you know the one)

“Thank you. Per-man” flambé huffed, still face down on the floor. I’m a little tempted to start while he’s down but that would be unsportsmanlike and it’d be far too boring.

“SO. Da ruuullleeezz,” Leo bounced back to the table, combing his hair back like a tv show host just for his curls to immediately bounce back like a spring “We start by timer goes and we end by the timer. No using powers to build the house—”

“but messing with each other is fair game!” Piper asserted “yeah yeah, messing with each other is fair game” he mumbled, then clears his throat “No touching each other’s houses, no hitting, scratching, slashing, bitin’, pullin’, stabbin’-“

“No blowtorches or power tools!” I had to add because what happened last year? Leo only won because my house was collateral damage.

Leo clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes like he didn’t force us to make that rule “Yeeesss, no blowtorch and power tools I get it I get it,” he grumbled, slumping onto a chair to start pulling out stuff from his person. After about a minute he finishes there’s a two foot tall pile of tools at the base of the table.

“Now where was I. Rules, rules, rules,” he flips through a little notebook he pulled out his belt, “no, no, no, no, nananana. Hah, there it is. No dropping anything on the floor annnd. The last rule, no matter what you do, never ever ever under any circumstances EVER. Have your house builder leave the table.” Leo throws the book away and it disintegrates into nothingness.

Mr. Blofis moves to sit between the two teams and hovers his hand above the stop clock. “I hereby declare the competition between the team uh- steamers and the team hearts of owls, a start!” Time slows, Leo and I lock eyes as we tense our bodies coiling in like a snake, Paul’s hand goes lower and lower towards the button; last year’s defeat was a a failure on my part and now I have to get ahead of him again, Paul’s hand will get to the button in—

Three,

Two…

One.

In under a minute I have the base of the floor finished, three normal panels, middle large, two mid sized ones side by side it, one hexagon. Piper starts on cutting the pieces into windows sills, door frames and any and all little details she can think of but even if it looks like we’re making progress, Leo’s right behind us. I grab a bunch of the communal candy at the middle of the table, it’s time to prepare

“Pipes. smash and melt. Even squares.” She salutes at my command and dash to the kitchen area and politely asking Sally for her rolling pin and cutting board, I refocus back to building the bones of my house when I hear a—very. Loud. banging in the background.

Finally finished the interior and walls of the house, installed the sills, the door frame and door, stairs, mini furniture (that’s actually just biscuit boxes in a variety of sizes). I just need to finish the exterior with the final touches.

After thirty minutes into building I finished touching up the exterior now I just need my windows, “Piper? Gonna need those melted—”uh.

UH

Piper seems to be a little busy fighting off a water tentacle with a pot lid. So it has started—The tentacles are trying to wrench the tray of our melted blue jolly ranchers away from Piper’s hand. If those candies are taken away from us we’ll be put at a major disadvantage, but I can’t leave my chair nor can Piper hold that position forever. So either Piper stays there and distract Percy so he can’t help Leo but lose our decorations or we risk Piper throwing the decorations and dropping them to the floor.

Leo’s only starting on the structure of his house so adding the candy window now would likely put us at a major advantage against them because even if we run out of time we’ll still have a fully furnished first floor and Leo’s team would only have the hollow bones of the house. Five minutes till halftime judge.

“Piper! Throw it to me!” She locks in, looks to me and nods, she spins around, bashing the water on the way, grabs the tray and throws it when she faces me again.

“ALLEY-OOP” Piper yelled out and shoots the tray. It sails through the air in a perfect arch, spinning and spinning like its actively trying to shake off its candy passengers but the melted candy hangs on for their dear non-existent lives. It’s in a perfect line to land in right my hands.

But first it busted though Chiron’s face that suddenly shimmered into existence.

[ghostbibooo]

My take on why the Roman version Medusa was in the first Percy Jackson series

(Context; Annabeth asked Athena why Medusa has her Roman memories and not really her Greek memories. Do not question how they got here just go along w it)

Athena: there once was a gorgon named Medusa. Most powerful of the children of Phorcys and Ceto yet the most vulnerable out of all of them. A mortal. A monster with a soul. To me she was the most interesting creature that I’ve ever came across, if it was up to me I would’ve left her alone just to see what she’d get up to.

Unfortunately she stood in the way of Perseus and he was a hero that had the purest of intentions. I couldn’t not help. I guided, protected and saved him until he was at the mountain base of Medusa’s lair, but it wouldn’t be easy, Medusa was mortal but her sister, despite being monsters, fiercely protective of their mortal sister. I aided Perseus by distracting them and over looking the hero as he beheaded Medusa.

The mortal monster died that day and her soul did not go to Tartarus, it returned. Reincarnated.

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There once was a woman named Medusa, though soul and time the gorgon’s name somehow persisted. I was entranced. I never seen such a thing nor did I understood how it ever happened. I wanted to understand and the only way to understand was to observe. So I guided her into my influence where I can see everything she does. I’ll admit she was my favourite, she’ll always be my favourite priestess just because of how special she was. Even her sisters followed her, out of their protective they followed their sister through life, disguised among humans until—

My temple was defiled, right. On. My. Alter. I could see it. I could FEEL it on my skin. If it was just another mortal or a lesser god I would’ve punished them both but it was Poseidon. I could not touch him but by the elder laws someone had to be punished.

She was most likely tricked into disrespecting my temple just to be thrown away by the man she thought loved her but I didn’t care I was angry, I was irrational, but to me it was just making an example.

Then I remembered who she once was, so, I reached into her soul and pulled the monster out. All her beauty and want gone in the snap of a finger.

But I am cruel. Not unfair. For every blessing comes a curse, for every curse? Comes. A. Blessing.

Her stone sight was what she had in her past life, but I just made it powerful. So much more powerful.

No mortal, no gods, no goddesses, not Poseidon, not even Me. My gift to her was that no one can ever throw her away again.

For the memories it’s most likely her soul. It transcended time once before it’ll likely do it again and again and again until in her mind the memories of her lives is one. But that’s only a theory.

[ghostbibooo]

IGNORE MY SPELLING ERRORS 🗣️🗣️

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My take on why the Roman version Medusa was in the first Percy Jackson series

(Context; Annabeth asked Athena why Medusa has her Roman memories and not really her Greek memories. Do not question how they got here just go along w it)

Athena: there once was a gorgon named Medusa. Most powerful of the children of Phorcys and Ceto yet the most vulnerable out of all of them. A mortal. A monster with a soul. To me she was the most interesting creature that I’ve ever came across, if it was up to me I would’ve left her alone just to see what she’d get up to.

Unfortunately she stood in the way of Perseus and he was a hero that had the purest of intentions. I couldn’t not help. I guided, protected and saved him until he was at the mountain base of Medusa’s lair, but it wouldn’t be easy, Medusa was mortal but her sister, despite being monsters, fiercely protective of their mortal sister. I aided Perseus by distracting them and over looking the hero as he beheaded Medusa.

The mortal monster died that day and her soul did not go to Tartarus, it returned. Reincarnated.

…

There once was a woman named Medusa, though soul and time the gorgon’s name somehow persisted. I was entranced. I never seen such a thing nor did I understood how it ever happened. I wanted to understand and the only way to understand was to observe. So I guided her into my influence where I can see everything she does. I’ll admit she was my favourite, she’ll always be my favourite priestess just because of how special she was. Even her sisters followed her, out of their protective they followed their sister through life, disguised among humans until—

My temple was defiled, right. On. My. Alter. I could see it. I could FEEL it on my skin. If it was just another mortal or a lesser god I would’ve punished them both but it was Poseidon. I could not touch him but by the elder laws someone had to be punished.

She was most likely tricked into disrespecting my temple just to be thrown away by the man she thought loved her but I didn’t care I was angry, I was irrational, but to me it was just making an example.

Then I remembered who she once was, so, I reached into her soul and pulled the monster out. All her beauty and want gone in the snap of a finger.

But I am cruel. Not unfair. For every blessing comes a curse, for every curse? Comes. A. Blessing.

Her stone sight was what she had in her past life, but I just made it powerful. So much more powerful.

No mortal, no gods, no goddesses, not Poseidon, not even Me. My gift to her was that no one can ever throw her away again.

For the memories it’s most likely her soul. It transcended time once before it’ll likely do it again and again and again until in her mind the memories of her lives is one. But that’s only a theory.

[ghostbibooo]

Look look

Zeus being a horrible dad to Athena and being all and all a horrible guy is good and all but what I really wanna see is Zeus genuinely loving his daughter, he’s proud of her, he trusts her, he genuinely adores her.

But he’s still a horrible father.

[ghostbibooo]

Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore

Characters: Athena (Greek Religion & Lore), Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson & the Olympians), Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson & The Olympians)

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Tears of Wisdom

???

I woke.

Opened my eyes and there was everything. It burns. Hot gold washed away from my vision still wrapped around my body.

Beautiful. Warm. It stuck to my skin like the silk you’d use to swaddle a babe. It held me like the most precious thing.

Then again. When I had everything. The gold followed me.

Clotted, muted, scalding. Like bile clawing it’s way along my body, it pricked and lashed at me like it knew what I had done. It crushed me like a Lion with a cub that wasn’t it’s own.

Again I saw it.

Warmth trickled down from my the tops of my temple to the bottom of my mandible. The gold pooled and consumed my vision till I was as blind as the first minute I was born, gold wrapped my body like a tired goodbye.

Then there was nothing.

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I woke.

I opened my eyes

There was everything.

Παρακαλῶ

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☼︎♏︎♑︎❒︎♏︎⧫︎ ˚｡ ･ ───

Annabeth

I go Christmas shopping and it’s... normal?

My name is Annabeth Chase, I’m a demigod daughter of Athena (yes the Greek goddess), architect of Olympus, two time world saviour and the first Athenian to see and recover the Athena Pantheons single handedly, so as you can see I’ve done many things. Except this. It’s an extremely simple task and I should be able to do it. However, I’ve never been Christmas shopping before and the last I celebrated Christmas was when I was six, it was with Helen and-

Well anyway, I told Piper and co I haven’t had a Christmas with actual friends before, the camp doesn’t exactly celebrate Christmas; they have their own winter thing it’s just not the same, when I told them that they blew up! Well, Leo blew up (completely unprompted) ,the others were just baffled. So they came together and made me a Christmas starter kit things to buy;

• Wrapping paper

• Decorations

• Blowtorch*Leo. >:[

• Chocolate (dark)

• Cookie ingredients ( blue dye!!)

• Milk (lactose free)

• Power tools *LEO

• 14 Gingerbread house kits

• 7 tubs of blue frosting

• Buttload of candy

*KA TUNK*

A pack of all blue jolly ranchers gets dunked into the shopping cart followed by an excited hiss of “yessss”from the next aisle, I imagine he’s probably fist bumping the air too. At least Percy seems to be in his element, Sally did say she worked in a candy store, he knows more about what candy works with gingerbread houses and what doesn’t, but really? Jolly ranchers?

“You sure Percy? Jolly ranchers don’t seem conventional for gingerbread houses.”

There’s a heavy pitterpatter of feet before Percy tackles me from behind before he looped his arm over my neck.

“I thought you liked a challenge Wisegirl or are you telling me the architect of Olympus can’t build a gingerbread house with fun decorations.” He leaned dramatically into my back with the whole hand on forehead thing like Leo does.

He’s setting a trap for me he knows I know and I’m not falling for it today because I’m better than that

“Maybeee you know me and Leo a—” “Leo and I,” sorry reflex, “—are gonna beat you so bad you won’t be able to build ever again.”

Wow. He’s going straight to my pride, I thought he loved me.

“I’m going destroy you and your stupid team name” we look at each other with all the hate we can muster up, pushing our foreheads against each other’s like we’re rival rams fighting to the death. “snrk-” Percy breaks first because he’s weak and I’m superior.

But it is nice to hear his laugh again, I was starting to miss how he just lets go when he’s fully laughing like that, “Ok, I’ll put up an entertaining fight for you.” He cracks his back and stops slouching so he’s be taller than me, to compensate for his loss.

“Yep, least you can do. C’mon stupid I got all the stuff on the list, you go get the extra stuff,” Percy stared at me until I went on my tiptoes and give a kunik before he goes, I even get a little giggle from Percy when my nose tickles his the side of his cheek. You’d never expect such a soft noise from such a demigod, if I had to describe the laugh it’d be like when my dad took my to the movies for the first time and that smell of buttery freshly made popcorn draws you in and make you even more excited to see what’s on the big screen for the week. Percy’s laugh had the same effect on me.

Percy races off to go find more blue candy I’ve never heard of before, I don’t even know where he finds them I’ve never seen any of the candy he gets in the store when I come alone, it’s like they only appear for him. I should ask him about it sometimes.

It feels nice to be like this, shopping for Christmas, arguing about candy, just normal things. It’s actually been a while since anything happened, it’s a little uncomfortable because with us every calm borders an oncoming storm.

But hey don’t look a gift-horse in the mouth. I don’t wanna worry about the future right now, I don’t want to think about how easy this moment can be ruined, I don’t want to think about last year, I just don’t—

Candy.

Beep

Where was I? Right, checking out. Scanner beeping, bright blue candy, plastic wrapper in my hand, smell of the sterilised grocery store, metal at the back of my throat. I’m here right now checking out.

Me, Percy, Piper and Leo are doing a gingerbread house contest again. Leo challenged me to a rematch (and stole Percy for his team) because he’ll never accept that I’m better at buildings than him and I’m more than happy to prove him wrong again.

We’re also getting a discount for stuff because Sally’s friend works here. I’m explaining that because I’m ignoring the Percy coloured blur that was speeding between the aisles on a cart full of…blue. He’s like a blue athletic Santa, that only has the blue version of everything. Wait.

Some gods explained to us that their continued existence is perpetuated by belief, a god can’t die unless the very memory of them is completely erased or the core of their existence has been tainted so much it doesn’t even exist anymore. I think Apollo mentioned that even if he doesn’t drag the sun across the sky the other forces will move the sun across the sky, including science physics, the the power of pure belief. Does that mean Santa exists?

By all means he could. He’s a figure with multiple sources of legend, according to legend he has powers and he has many, believers who are children but still believers.

“Whatcha thinkin bout?” Percy, satisfied with his rampage on the candy aisle and dumped his horde on the checkout. The employee just looks like him with an excruciatingly dead look in her eyes, even more dead than a corpse and I’ve seen actual ghosts before. I send out a little prayer for her before facing Percy.

“You think Santa exists?” Beep

“What.”

“I mean think about it, exist by belief, stories, power.” It makes complete sense and by the blank look in Percy’s eyes he’s also making that revelation. The employee seems to be both listening to the conversation and judging us if her twitching eyebrow is saying anything (I can’t blame her, this is deranged behavior by mortal standards)

After we get our bags we pile them up in the back and I take the driver’s seat (as much as I love him I cannot let him drive) we agreed to shelve the Santa topic until we get back to everyone, so we just talk about random things. How excited we are for the first Christmas we’re gonna have together, Sally’s cooking ,how we’re gonna beat each other so bad at the competition, presents, Sally’s cooking, prank gifts, did Percy mention he’s excited for Sally Christmas cooking?

I parallel park in front of the apartment and start unloading the unholy amount bags of blue things. Down the road we see the most beautiful lady walking towards us, wavy brown hair more luscious than the strawberry fields, a smile warmer than any ambrosia, wrinkles and smile lines that perfectly show the kindness in her face and lastly her blue eyes that sparkle like the clearest lake in all the lands. The lady of the hour, Sally Jackson.

“Annabeth! Percy, you’re back. Could you help with these bags, love?” How could anyone ever deny a request from the greatest woman in the world. Percy adds the bags to his stack, at least there’s a little more variety of colour in that now

“That’s a big haul you got, I thought you were only making two houses?” Fair question this is an insane amount of candy for only two mini houses, counterpoint. We are Demi-gods.

“This is the perfect amount.” For the houses were building? Hopefully we have enough candy for the houses. Sally doesn’t question us, it’s useless to question demigod activity, especially if what we’re doing is supposed to be normal, mortal activity.

The apartment’s not big but it fits all of us just fine, the room is filled with Christmas decorations but it still had that cozy lived in feel it always had, it’s just a lot more festive now. Speaking of lived in, almost everyone’s here, Piper, Leo and of course Mr. Blofis; he’s the judge. (Hazel and Frank couldn’t make it sadly)

“Hello demigods!” Sally came in last and waved at them like a queen to her subjects.

“Hii Mrs. Jackson” they all say it together like a hive mind. It’s one of the few times our group are completely in sync, this and life or death situations but between you and me, I prefer this to the fighting for your life thing we have every year.

Competition fighting however, a different story. Leo (and by extension Percy) is directly challenging me at my own domain and I can’t just leave this blatant disrespect uncorrected, cue evil laugh. I (gently) dumped the gingerbread kits on the table in front of Leo, I’ll call his bluff one last time, give him a chance to turn back before I completely destroy him. He doesn’t budge, instead he grabs seven packs of the pile and takes the seat opposite of me at the folded table Sally just set up for us. Percy takes his position beside Leo (the traitor) and Piper takes her position beside me.

Leo clears his throat and stands on the chair, he raises a glass clinking it with a spoon to get people’s attention (even though everyone was already looking at him when he stood up) “Ladies and gentleman,” he throws his arms up like the greatest showman “and Piper,” he added and the look she gave,I thought Hades was about to personally visit us in a special suit and tie.

“haha…hah. Ahem, Welcome to the third annual Builder V.S Builder Christmas ver. Extravaganza com-pet-ti-tion!” Leo reaches down to press a key on the laptop, but he proceeds to stumble on the chair, tries to course correct by veering to the right, over corrects and tips the chair over, “oUuaHh—” and him along with it; annnnnnnddd- CRASH.

…

Percy presses the key and a power point slide transitions in with a 3D cube spin, it’s a poorly made presentation with ‘Builder V.S Builder Christmas ver. Extravaganza com-pet-ti-tion’ that’s red text on black background and animated bit crushed flames, after three whole seconds of silence a party horn plays. (that one, you know the one)

“Thank you. Per-man” flambé huffed, still face down on the floor. I’m a little tempted to start while he’s down but that would be unsportsmanlike and it’d be far too boring.

“SO. Da ruuullleeezz,” Leo bounced back to the table, combing his hair back like a tv show host just for his curls to immediately bounce back like a spring “We start by timer goes and we end by the timer. No using powers to build the house—”

“but messing with each other is fair game!” Piper asserted “yeah yeah, messing with each other is fair game” he mumbled, then clears his throat “No touching each other’s houses, no hitting, scratching, slashing, bitin’, pullin’, stabbin’-“

“No blowtorches or power tools!” I had to add because what happened last year? Leo only won because my house was collateral damage.

Leo clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes like he didn’t force us to make that rule “Yeeesss, no blowtorch and power tools I get it I get it,” he grumbled, slumping onto a chair to start pulling out stuff from his person. After about a minute he finishes there’s a two foot tall pile of tools at the base of the table.

“Now where was I. Rules, rules, rules,” he flips through a little notebook he pulled out his belt, “no, no, no, no, nananana. Hah, there it is. No dropping anything on the floor annnd. The last rule, no matter what you do, never ever ever under any circumstances EVER. Have your house builder leave the table.” Leo throws the book away and it disintegrates into nothingness.

Mr. Blofis moves to sit between the two teams and hovers his hand above the stop clock. “I hereby declare the competition between the team uh- steamers and the team hearts of owls, a start!” Time slows, Leo and I lock eyes as we tense our bodies coiling in like a snake, Paul’s hand goes lower and lower towards the button; last year’s defeat was a a failure on my part and now I have to get ahead of him again, Paul’s hand will get to the button in—

Three,

Two…

One.

In under a minute I have the base of the floor finished, three normal panels, middle large, two mid sized ones side by side it, one hexagon. Piper starts on cutting the pieces into windows sills, door frames and any and all little details she can think of but even if it looks like we’re making progress, Leo’s right behind us. I grab a bunch of the communal candy at the middle of the table, it’s time to prepare

“Pipes. smash and melt. Even squares.” She salutes at my command and dash to the kitchen area and politely asking Sally for her rolling pin and cutting board, I refocus back to building the bones of my house when I hear a—very. Loud. banging in the background.

Finally finished the interior and walls of the house, installed the sills, the door frame and door, stairs, mini furniture (that’s actually just biscuit boxes in a variety of sizes). I just need to finish the exterior with the final touches.

After thirty minutes into building I finished touching up the exterior now I just need my windows, “Piper? Gonna need those melted—”uh.

UH

Piper seems to be a little busy fighting off a water tentacle with a pot lid. So it has started—The tentacles are trying to wrench the tray of our melted blue jolly ranchers away from Piper’s hand. If those candies are taken away from us we’ll be put at a major disadvantage, but I can’t leave my chair nor can Piper hold that position forever. So either Piper stays there and distract Percy so he can’t help Leo but lose our decorations or we risk Piper throwing the decorations and dropping them to the floor.

Leo’s only starting on the structure of his house so adding the candy window now would likely put us at a major advantage against them because even if we run out of time we’ll still have a fully furnished first floor and Leo’s team would only have the hollow bones of the house. Five minutes till halftime judge.

“Piper! Throw it to me!” She locks in, looks to me and nods, she spins around, bashing the water on the way, grabs the tray and throws it when she faces me again.

“ALLEY-OOP” Piper yelled out and shoots the tray. It sails through the air in a perfect arch, spinning and spinning like its actively trying to shake off its candy passengers but the melted candy hangs on for their dear non-existent lives. It’s in a perfect line to land in right my hands.

But first it busted though Chiron’s face that suddenly shimmered into existence.

(Test test. A first chapter thing. I’ll add more things to it probably, feed back appreciated)

[ghostbibooo]

Out of all my followers I have three whole crows and or some type corvid

I think someone’s plannin a murder on me