i can't fix death

i'm one hundred percent certain that after percy and annabeth made out underwater. and he wanted to make their relationship official. the question was not "will you be my girlfriend?" but "can i be your boyfriend?" i don't care what the canon says. percy gave annabeth the space to take the lead in the relationship. because after a lifetime of being abandoned by everyone she dared to care for. and then watching her on the brink of a panic attack at the thought of losing him the last four years. he wanted to honor a new beginning between them by follow her lead and moving at her pace.

leo shouldve learned how to cope with his trauma and his need for validation instead of rick slapping a girlfriend on him and calling it a day. in this essay i will-

zeus is so bold commenting on poseidon having a forbidden kid as if he doesn't have TWO: one who is currently a tree and the other who's being raised by wolves. be serious

rereading percy jackson now that i've lived in new york really makes you realize how rick riordan, native texan, has no idea how nyc works. not once in the original books does anybody take the subway, they're always hailing taxis. how much money do they have rick. do you understand the epic subway battles they could have had.

something about annabeth being booksmart and intelligent and knowledgeable because she’s been at this demigod shit since she was in her crib and percy being street smart and disillusioned with the people of the world because he’s a new york raised bullied guy who has way too much fight in him is so perfect and balanced. like annabeth fills percy in on all the obscure greek myths and asinine traditions and finer details about gods and percy butts in when they’re traveling on quests, annabeth exploring a world for the first time that he is all too familiar with, helping with things that annabeth can’t know about because she’s only ever dreamed of leaving camp for five years and counting. they’re exactly what the other needs.

ngl clarisse's scream from pjo ep2 HAUNTS me. like yeah she's a bully, yeah she doesn't treat percy right, if she were to attack him again with that murderous intent i would be content to see percy destroy that weapon a million times over to protect himself. but also it just gets me how that electric spear is the ONLY thing she likely has of her father, the ONLY token of recognition she has of her worth, the only symbol of pride. dior had exactly 10 minutes of screentime to communicate the absolute depth of clarisse developed over 5 fucking books and she literally changed lives. what a fucking icon

Perseus Jackson grew up so secure in his mothers love and dedication to him that he physically cannot comprehend why a parent wouldn't be there for their child and that's why he's so fucking pissed at the gods for ignoring the demigods

sally jackson is literally the only person ever. she's so amazing. she's perfect. she's so kind it makes people cry. she listens to nirvana. she's beautiful. she fought a bull. she can cook. she's everyone's mother. she's a writer. she sings sad songs and applies them to her life and cries. she killed her abusive ex husband and sold him to get money for an apartment. she used to work at a candy store and bring percy samples of his favourite flavours. she shot a monster with a police gun in the middle of a war. she started making food blue because she's petty and she knew it would piss gabe off. she's an icon. she's the moment. no. 1 milf. no one's doing it like her.

forever obsessed with percy being weird. off-putting. strange even. a cryptid maybe. an urban legend if I may. my boy is the son of one of the oldest, most powerful gods, has been in FBI's records since the age of twelve, fought and won two wars against immortal beings, went to hell and back. I think he's allowed to be a little odd.