a lot of women think they’re crazy but really they just forgot the word for anger
how do I dm this to Olivia Rodrigo?
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a lot of women think they’re crazy but really they just forgot the word for anger
how do I dm this to Olivia Rodrigo?
listened to Olivia’s new album last night and legitimately felt so wired I couldn’t sleep a wink till 2:00 am
"Blackjack! Where the hell have you been loca?"
Something about using Mariah Carey’s vocals to get rid of those birds is so PJO book coded. It was absolutely perfect
Percy realising he wasn't just a mistake, a burden, a weapon, but a product of love between his parents. He was never a mistake, he was love.
I do want to say something essential about this scene. Yes, he was losing it over Annabeth being hurt. But. This would have been his reaction if it was Tyson or Grover. Because this is Percy and this is his flaw and if anybody he loves is in danger, he literally cannot handle it. So yes, we got a Percabeth scene but that’s not necessarily because of romantic love. It’s just love. In its purest, most undefined and unadulterated form.
“They’re really pushing Percabeth in the show way too early!!” Are they tho ? are they ? or are they just correctly portraying Percy “my fatal flaw is loyalty” Jackson ??? because so far Percy has shown the same amount of love and care towards both Annabeth and Grover, he has both of their pictures up on his mirror (that he both longingly looks at), so far the two most important things for him have been a) Annabeth acting strange and b) Grover being in danger, he fully went against camp orders to go search for Grover and in the same breath put himself in front of Annabeth to protect her, Grover has been mentioned just as often as Annabeth has. So are they really pushing Percabeth that hard or are they just portraying Percy for who he is, someone who deeply cares and loves his friends ?
percy choosing to make a sacrifice to sally and not poseidon in hopes that she’ll hear him in season 1 and tyson saying they should call someone wiser and stronger to help get a ride and calling sally in season 2 oh sally jackson you are so incredibly loved by your sons
It's funny how Percy's priority was Annabeth and Clarisse's was the fleece, but it was Percy who ended up confronting Luke for the fleece, and Clarisse who fought to protect Annabeth.
It's wonderful how the series establishes these dynamics and motivations within the team and allows them to reveal more about themselves than that.
Because yes, Percy would sacrifice the world if it meant saving someone he loves, but at the same time, he doesn't actively want the world to be destroyed, so when the opportunity presents itself to be a good person, to be a hero, but without putting the people he loves in danger, he seizes it.
Because yes, Clarisse is a camper trained to prioritize the success of her battles over the risks and, to some extent, the lives of those around her, but at the same time, she is loyal and cares about those who fight alongside her, so if she finds an opportunity to help an ally without sacrificing the success of the battle, she doesn't hesitate to come to their aid.
The choice to balance Percy and Clarisse's strengths and weaknesses was, for me, the highlight of this season in terms of character dynamics.
imagine you're having a fight with your father and then boom it's suddenly years later and you've just been unfrozen from being a tree in a summer camp to find the little girl you've raised with your found family brother/soulmate who just turned evil and began following the primordial time master, has grown up and adopted a tiny blonde white boy to protect her and also we're at war and your name is thalia grace
i LOVE that they didnt show Blackjack talking. I love that percy looks kinda crazy. i love how it seems so normal to him. it's like so funny man i was shitting my pants the entire time
it is the most random shit ever and percy just be like
"wHeRe HaVe YoU bEeN pAl"
One thing people don’t clock, is that Sally and Percy are such a rare and great example of a healthy “mama’s boy” stereotype. Like, yes, he’d choose his mom over everyone, but he also knows when he can’t or doesn’t need to. He knows when he needs to pick another option or trust that his mom will, in fact, be okay without him. And same goes for Sally. Firstly, she’s raising her kid to be a good person. Period. She doesn’t have any expectations from him, she just wants him to be happy and understand the importance of being kind. Secondly, she knows that there are certain parts of Percy’s life that she just can’t be a part of, no matter how much she wants. And she knows to step aside and trust that Percy can handle himself in moments where she’s not there.
The show’s really doing a great job at showing their relationship and I hope they find a way to have her show up in S3 and S4 as well. We need her as much as our demigods do.
Annabeth truly is the Princess of Camp Half Blood bc she got two of the most powerful demigods ever ready to burn Olympus to the ground for her
season 3 is about to be a who loves annabeth more competition between Thalia and Percy
his brother saving him with their father’s symbol? no one talk to me!!!🔱
The sirens had no effect on Percy because the only thing on his mind was making sure Annabeth was safe. This is insane. This is the most accurate Percy-fatal -flaw-tunnel-vision-Jackson ever.
Annabeth's fatal flaw making her think she could save them, and almost getting her killed, and Percy's fatal flaw actually saving them because the fact that she was in danger shielded him from everything else? It turns out that her fatal flaw ultimately saved him in the end, too. They saved each other!
This is the most soulmate thing in the whole world, when you are both unbelievably and irreversibly flawed, but your flaws complement each other in a way where neither of you could survive on your own, but together you can get through impossible things.
It really is so disturbing to see a Percy Jackson without the inner monologue.
In the books, even if he was absolutely slaying, eating, serving BAMF in the middle of the fight, the book would be saying like "gosh I'm so awkward and clumsy haha who let me hold a sword lol I'm such a silly goose"
In the show we see him in pain and literally doing the most insane stuff with the most stoic facial expressions. Killing, stabbing, getting stabbed. He isn't some quirky funny kid on the outside, even if canonically on the inside he sees the world like a real kid. The show Percy seems different for these reasons but that's not OOC, that's just what Percy looks like to EVERYONE ELSE.
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Memory is a strange thing, time is even stranger. I can be seventeen and three. I can be twenty one and two. I am four and I am holding my baby brother the day he is born. I am freshly five and I am eating a birthday cupcake at a table in my preschool. Some days I’m six and my dad is teaching me how to tie my shoes. Other days I’m seven and I am sitting in a quiet hallway reciting Our Father for my Sunday School teacher. One day I am ten and I am opening The Lightning Thief for the first time. Every once in a while, when I look into my best friend’s eyes, I am twelve and I am being introduced to her. Some days I am fourteen, I am uncomfortable in my skin so I chop my hair to my shoulders. It becomes a mistake when my hair dries and curls up to look even shorter. I am fifteen and in Hawaii sitting in the sand on a beach, the waves crash against my legs and stomach as I look out at the setting sun. My younger brother splashes in the water beside me. I feel at peace. I am turning sixteen and blowing out the candles on my homemade cake. I am sad on my birthday because we are trapped inside, on a government mandated lockdown due to a virus called Covid-19. I am hoping the lockdown only lasts two weeks like they said. On days when my mind is slow and syrupy, my limbs heavy and aching, I am eighteen years old and my grandfather has just died. I am over 1,150 miles away from home, stuck in the motherland of my grandparents, in my father’s house, in the town his family is from. My mom cries and cries and cries—she’s anguished over the phone. Dread sits in my stomach and my eyes tear. My throat hurts and I just want to sob.
I am two and three, four and five, six and seven, ten and twelve, fourteen and fifteen, sixteen and seventeen, and eighteen and twenty one. Sometimes I am all of those ages, sometimes I am none. When I am none I cry and I cry and I cry. Crying is the only instinct I have then—I don’t have words.
Memory is a strange thing. Time is even stranger. Sometimes I am all of my ages. Sometimes I am none of my ages. Sometimes I am only one of my ages.
When I look to my right the clock ticks steadily forward. It reads: 2:28 pm, March 19th, 2026. I blink, it’s 2:29 pm. The AC on my left blasts cold air into my room. My skin is frigid, my fingertips nearly purple, better than the alternative of the 95 degree weather outside. When I blink again it’s 2:30 pm.
Time ticks. The last three minutes become memories.
Memory is a strange thing. Time is even stranger.
I am twenty one years, eleven months and nineteen days old. With every second that passes I get older. With every second that passes I sometimes get younger. With every second that passes I sometimes don’t age at all—I just am.