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since i attracted the death note community i offer you my pc drawing that took me 10 minutes
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I could NOT be in feudal Japan. Here are some reasons why
I wasn’t born then.
WRONG! Time travel beam

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when luke castellan was a literal child he only ever had his mother but she was so mentally unstable he didn’t feel safe in his own home from the woman who loved him most in the world. THINK about how that skews his idea of what it means to love someone. when he was a fourteen year old CHILD he looked at seven yr old annabeth and said someone has to be this kid’s father figure i suppose that’s me. a fourteen year old boy. annabeth with her front tooth days from falling out. luke’s voice was probably cracking and he was growing hair where he didn’t know what to do with it. u don’t get it. like. that is a baby. he makes it to camp and loses his ONLY equal, his best friend, the only person in the world he could trust and sees how easily her father, king of the gods, could have protected her. that was all he wanted. protection. and when he saw how simple it is to have it but the gods were still holding it back? when he saw who knows how many kids come in, stay in the hermes cabin hoping for a sign from their parent but dying before getting any acknowledgement? he was the child of the god of travelers he’d been traveling his whole life how could he ever have reached a different destination
Thinking of the role of psychopomps and how Hermes has probably seen thousands upon millions of ghosts; countless mortal souls who he has guided to the Underworld, their hollow-eyed faces melting and shifting into each other until no one can tell where one ghost ends and the other begins. They are always sad, always confused.
The only exception is Luke.
Luke, who looks just like he did in life, short blond hair gleaming gold in the sun and face clean of blood, blue eyes untouched by death. Who stares at Hermes from afar, looking at him an expression that Hermes cannot decipher.
"I don't understand why you're like this," he says. "You never seemed to care for me, when I was alive."
Something old and hurt surfaces in his eyes, then, jagged like the scar that splits his right cheek, and Hermes wishes he could comfort him, take the pain from his expression. He wishes he could tell him the truth — that he would do anything to bring him back; would beg on his knees before Hades, would tear down Olympus brick by golden brick if it meant Luke would be alive.
But even in death, it seems, he's fated to disappoint the son he loves most.
"You won't speak to me," Luke murmurs. "Won't even look at me."
His gaze turns baleful. "Guess I should've known."
Hermes wants to — he so desperately, painfully wants to. But he cannot. He is a psychopomp, one who leads the dead to the Underworld — if he looks at Luke, speaks to him and acknowledges him, he will have to take him to Hades. He must; it is his duty, even if the word tastes like dust and ash on his tongue.
It is selfish, he knows. But Luke was taken from him too young, too young — is it any fault of his, to want to keep him in death? So Luke lingers, always at the corner of Hermes' eye, and Hermes pretends he does not see him, does not hear him.
They're not too disimilar, Luke and the other ghosts that cross Hermes' path. Like the other spectres, Luke haunts his every waking moment; always staring, always wanting something Hermes cannot give. Another sin to add onto his shoulders, another debt he can never repay.
The only difference is that, on his bad days, he'd welcome it from Luke.
Saw the below tags by @sunfang (not sure if this is how you respond to tags on reblogged posts, sorry if it's wrong!!) and oh my god I love this take so much it's so tragic....
The parallel to Orpheus and Eurydice's story also hits so much harder when you remember that Hermes, as a psychopomp, is probably intimately familiar with it (iirc some versions mention Hermes being the one to guide Eurydice back to the Underworld, or the one who bars Orpheus from entry after he looks back) — he goes from being almost a 3rd party observer in the original myth to someone intrinsically connected as the "Orpheus" in his own story.....him wondering if this is what Orpheus felt when he was leading Eurydice out of the Underworld, being told not to look back but doing so anyway....
The last tag destroyed me because we do know how the story ends. Hermes knows how the story ends. And it will destroy him too, when it finally happens, when he finally looks back — because just like Orpheus, there is no version of the story where he doesn't.
I mean if I was at camp half-blood and forced to sleep on the cramped floor at the Hermes cabin because my parent wouldn’t claim me I would totally be convinced to join Luke’s side that has a cruise with 8 lounges, several pools and spas, a bowling alley and hundreds of cabins.
Hc that every demigod that fought in the second titan war and survived is constantly muttering “should’ve joined luke”
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Something about how Percy's visible in the light and has friends surrounding him, meanwhile Luke stands in the frame alone, completely submerged in the dark... just something about it
urghhhh i could analyse the fight scene forever and ever ITS SO GOOD
Book Percy, sighing : and then Annabeth told me to say hello to the poodle... So I said hello to the poodle.
Musical Percy also sighing: And then Annabeth told me to apologize to the squirrel... So I apologized to the squirrel.
Show Percy also also sighing: And then Annabeth told me to think woolly thoughts and be a sheep.... So I thought woolly thoughts and was a sheep.
Movie Percy: .....
No thoughts, only Luke Castellan on my mind
I was so crazy back then (1 hour ago)
I literally cared so much about the inumaki clan that the only jjk oc I ever finalised a design and ideas for was from that clan

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when i was a young woman on tumvlr ten years ago everybody liked american football, tigers jaw, ajj, and teen suicide. and we all had a little tin plate with a candle on it, and we needed to be careful not to let the candle go out because we needed it to read the posts. one time a mutual told me they were scared of their candle going out while their phone was charging at night. the dashboard didn't have the overhead fluorescent lights yet. and we had fan mail, and we liked that comic where the girl is a possum. and the stock market crash hadn't happened yet. i made a lot of money selling my tunblr stocks and i bought a boat. i would take the boat out to sea and lie down on the deck and go on tumbr and answer fan mail, but i had to use the candle to read the fan mail, because we didn't have lights yet. it was very dark back then, and one time i fell into the gap between two posts and twisted my ankle. and some people liked elvis depressedly, also, but i can't say that i was one of them.
movies suck because they end and you’re just supposed to move on . girl fuck you