SLUMPERS

you are, what? 12, 13 or something? it’s the middle of a monster war on manhattan and your whole cabin of siblings is being crushed by the invading army. you know it’s bad when annabeth chase and percy jackson arrive on scene, because they’re the special ops unit and they’re only sent to help in dire circumstances. and then you watch annabeth chase get stabbed. you watch percy jackson fight the minotaur, for the second time. you watch your head counselor - your leader and most skilled archer, the guy you answer to and look up to - perish as percy jackson blows up an entire bridge to stop the army from pursuit. and then percy jackson, hero of camp half blood and child of the prophecy, looks at you, one of the last campers standing. he “grabs” you, steals a motorcycle, throws you on it, and whisks you across a city of battle and chaos to get to his dying girlfriend. and then he asks you to heal annabeth chase. he is desperate like you’ve never seen before, and he places his best friend and the camp’s most admired demigod under your care. you’ve likely barely spoken to percy before, but annabeth is vital to stopping kronos, and suddenly the fate of the world is in your hands. somehow, after all that trauma, you keep calm and heal her anyway. ultimate respect to will solace.

thank you to every single fucking person on this god forsaken site that has ever posted your own art or writing. You really put a vulnerable, important part of yourself out in the open on the hellscape that is the internet and if that isnt an act of bravery and a labor of love I dont know what one is

I'm pretty sure that at this point Rick Riordan is just writing his own fan fiction

I can accept all of it. EXCEPT Blood of Olympus. 😔 he did us dirty with that "war/ battle"