Sarah Beth Writes

“But mostly, I trust you”???!!!

THE MARIAH CAREY ON RADIO TO STOP THE BIRDS YALL FRYING ME

clarisse choosing (or atleast intending to) percy despite their rivalry because at the end of the day what matters most to her is the camp i love her

percy awkwardly commenting on clarisse fixing her spear cuz he was the one who broke it

grover instantly knowing percy is angry when he says he doesn't care what annabeth thinks MY BOY IS DOWN SO BAD AND EVERYONE KNOWS IT

percy having a whole serious dramatic monologue in front of the ocean asking poseidon for a sign and fucking lin manuel miranda shows up

"what happens in vegas is the reason for half the kids in the hermes cabin" I THOUGHT THIS WAS A FAMILY SHOW??? (pt.2)

PERCY PROTECTING ANNABETH FROM TANTALUS

"now we're on quest" tyson my baby is so cute

"he's my son." "he hates you." "he's my son."

the fact that it took annabeth like 5 seconds to confess everything cmon chiron

"zeus is also the son of Kronos, why doesn’t he just boot himself-" PERSASSY HAS NO CHILL LMAOO

"percy." "annabeth." (it was just so adorable to me)

This scene is making me lose it. LOOK AT HIM. he missed her!!!!

Dreaming of the coin with a scythe on one side and a trident on the other to foreshadow Luke/Kronos and Percy. A glimpse of her son’s fate but also a reminder Luke and Percy are two sides of the same coin. Sons ignored by their fathers. Half-bloods used by the gods. Heroes tied to a prophecy.

There are so many decisions, so many forks in the road, that could lead Percy to Kronos. Just as Luke was. That’s Sally’s burden. To tether Percy to his own humanity. To raise him to make the right choices despite his righteous anger. To know when and where to fight. To warn him of the gods but to understand where they belong in the world.

But also how having these dreams allow Sally to mirror May Castellan. How every time Percy comes back home to Sally, with cheek kisses and I love you moms and blue candy waiting for him, it’s a reminder that Luke also has a mortal mother waiting for him with burnt cookies and moldy sandwiches and visions of tragedy. Two women who fell in love with gods and are now haunted by their sons’ fate.