brace yourself

coming back to life just to have the freakiest sex possible with the guy that killed me

but who am I without my sensitive heart?

and maybe this is a little out of pocket but idc it reminds me of that whole category of men who think it’s cute to endlessly praise how good at stuff their wives are and it lets them get away with letting them do everything while they sit on their asses. like “i’m just so hopeless at housework lol i’d starve without her!” “you’re just soooo good at vacuuming, babe.” like he’s applying a version of that except as an author to annabeth, and as percy to annabeth. and it doesn’t work for me because percy was not that emotionally incompetent or generally helpless in pjo/hoo, and because annabeth was not always perfectly emotionally mature or perfect at everything she did and that actually made her much more real and compelling. and it’s not empowering or endearing or interesting to do helpless fuckup boyfriend/perfect girlfriend in any case. like come tf on.

as my final act of love, I will swallow every "please stay" and turn it into silence so you don't feel trapped by my ache

could really go for 200mg right now. of anything.