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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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percy: the path to inner peace starts with four words
percy: not my fucking problem
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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there’s something about poseidon showing up for sally.
luke tells percy that they burn what they’ll miss most so that gods will know that what they’re saying is important so they’re really listen.
but sally burns ice cream. ice cream that she has no attachment to. it’s not even baby percy’s ice cream. it’s just random leftover ice cream that she grabbed from a pile of dirty dishes.
the ice cream could not be more unimportant to sally. in the grand scheme of things, the ice cream is nothing.
but poseidon comes to her anyway. he shows up immediately after probably the most lackluster offering sally could give. he shows up anyway.
just…there’s something about poseidon showing up for sally.
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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*old southern cowboy drawl* listen, pardner. this bed IS big enough for the both of us so come cuddle already
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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Percy Jackson and the Olympians (2023) 1.02 | 1.07
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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“Ares…is a moron.”
I honestly don’t think that anyone is more amused by the whole “this douchebag decided to try and fight the child of the sea god on a fucking beach” of it all than Poseidon.
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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Can't wait to see zeus go from "make sure i never see this one again" to offering percy immortality and then getting hit in the face with A Guide To Parenting And Other Family Issues By Perseus Jackson™
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blogfromneptune · 2 months
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‧͙⁺˚*・༓☾ About me!
hello! you can call me ann or neppy <3 she/they pronouns
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ daughter of dionysus raised in cabin 3, hufflepuff house, paladin of the white lion, merauder, country gal
Writing! i write oneshots, headcannons & multipart stories! i also do au’s!
Fandoms! percy jackson, harry potter, voltron, blacklist, criminal minds, marvel/x-men, narnia, doctor who, star wars, ncis, csi, fast&furious, supernatural, one piece, assassination classroom, sk8, probably others - just ask!
Shipping! you can request just about anything. though, i mainly do ‘x readers’. if you are looking to have your oc included or as the pairing, message me with the details!
Other! this is a safe space. lgbtq+, poc and others of any religion, race, background are welcome on my page and are free to interact!
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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Mom: When I was your age I liked men in their twenties
Aunt: When I was your age I liked men who were around twentyfive
Me rn: ...
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Based on a thought I had after having this same conversation during a family dinner
I am open to write for any of them, if someone asks me to do it btw
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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see for a moment with ares telling the kids to 'play their cards right' and them only refering to it as the lotus casino (no hotel), I thought they might do something funny where hermes would be like 'I'll help if you can beat me, the god of gamblers, at a game' and percy would reveal he's a crazy good card shark bc he's watched gabe lose play poker so many times, and he wins. but ALAS.
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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✧❁ icons 〴 percy ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗
reblog if you save ➳
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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Percy calling Kronos grandpa 😭😭 and Sally being like 😐 no. My favourite son and mom duo fr
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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MELODIC HEALING
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PAIRING clarisse la rue x apollodaughter!reader
IN WHICH clarisse and her siblings got a bit carried away during their sparing matches. lucky for clarisse, her girlfriend has gentle hands and a way with magic.
w/c : 1275
a/n : dior. that’s it… enjoy :)
sweat dripped from her brow as clarisse walked through camp. her siblings had ropped her into yet another sparing tournament which she won with ease. she was rather annoyed, to be frank. she loved her siblings, yes. she also loved battles. but she had plans to wake up early to properly freshen up and take her girlfriend for a walk after breakfast.
instead, she was awoken by the sound of an argument between her siblings; two of the newer members of the cabin arguing about gods knows what. that put her on a bad foot to begin with. she spent the time she could have had getting ready dealing with them and barking at them to clean up their mess. breakfast was anything but what she wanted. she scraped her offerings into the fire silently praying to her father to show up and tell her siblings off, before she walked back to her table where her brothers were beginning to arm wrestle.
one of their arms landed in her food and instead of yelling and knocking them right then and there, she slid her now squashed food away from her, stood up, and walked away.
when one of her sisters asked if she wanted to spar, she was already fuming with her cabin, so she agreed. it didn’t take long for all her siblings to be groaning on the floor, battered and bruised. clarisse stood tall above them, her face neutral and sweaty. she tossed her spear at her newest little brother, who caught it with ease. “make sure they see one of the apollo kids, or something.” and with that, she was off to find her apollo kid.
she heard her before she saw her. the sweet humming of her girlfriend brought a small smile onto the face of the daughter of ares. the apollo cabin came into view, and there she was, sitting with her older brother, will, and one of her new younger sisters. she was doing her hair, a variation of braids and twists that she somehow made look gorgeous.
her girlfriend was humming a tune as will laid beside her, an old, beaten cowboy hat covering his face and his green flannel covering his body as a blanket.
“…she brought this on herself with her desires. Your family will be stained, gotta walk away… now.” clarisse stood off to the side for a bit, listening to whatever melody her girlfriend was singing now, until she caught her eye.
a smile grew on the daughter of apollos face as she was sticking flowers in her sister's hair, but her smile faltered.
clarisse was quick to raise her hands, grazing her face with her fingertips. she winced as they made contact with the large gash she had forgotten about. she knew she was going to get an earful…
will groaned and raised his hat a bit, peeking out when his sister stopped her tune. he made eye contact with clarisse and the ever-noticeable mark on her face. he hissed, sitting up and gripping his flannel.
“come on, skipper. let’s leave sis with her uh…” will trailed off, deciding to leave it at that. he took his new little sisters' upper arms and pulled her up, managing to get her on his back. they quickly retreated into their cabin.
clarisse was careful with her steps, biting the inside of her cheeks.
this big, scary woman, looked up to by many campers and also feared by many campers, felt scared of her sweet little sunshine girlfriend…
who could probably kill her with a single note if she wanted to.
she mounted the steps, her girlfriend looking away from her as she tidied up the elastics and ribbons. her cowboy hat rested on the armrest of the rocking chair she sat in. it was a gift from will for her 18th. it matched her perfectly; a nice beige colour with a baby pink ribbon wrapped around it and tiny string embroidery of daisies and sunflowers.
she grabbed it gingerly and placed it over her wind-messed hair. she wordlessly stood up and looked at clarisse.
clarisse clenched her teeth into an awkward smile, “hey baby -”
“clarisse la rue.”
shit.
“hun, i’m sorry -”
“let me have a look at you,” the daughter of apollo whispered, coming up on her tiptoes and taking her girlfriend's face in between her hands. she turned it side to side, up and down, examining every inch.
clarisse allowed it, bending down and looking up to the sky. she knew how much the ray of sunshine hated when she fought others. whether it be verbal or physical, it didn’t matter. clarisse tried to stop the habit once they became official, but sometimes it was hard to avoid.
and since she hadn’t gone on any quest, she didn’t have a good reason this time.
the daughter of apollo took one of her girlfriend's hands, bringing her over and sitting her in the rocking chair she had been in only minutes ago. clarisse groaned as she sat, the aching of her muscles from this morning finally catching up to her.
she watched her girlfriend go inside her cabin and then come out with a little box she had grown to recognize as the official first aid kit of the apollo cabin. she knelt in front of her and gestured for her to lean forward, which clarisse did.
with no warning, she placed a cotton pad with alcohol on it to her cheek. clarisse flinched and hissed, the liquid feeling as though it was sizzling on her flesh.
“don’t be a baby,” her girlfriend whispered, hiding the little smile on her face as she looked down to grab another cotton pad.
“‘m not being a baby.” clarisse sounded like she was pouting. she would never act this way around anyone. but the girl in front of her brought out a completely different side of her.
she adored it.
clarisse closed her eyes, letting her girlfriend hum a small tune and the gash beginning to glow. it was like the scene from rapunzel- the movie clarisse was forced to see at gunpoint (gunpoint = her girlfriend's smile and puppy dog eyes).
she felt the wound begin to close in on itself. it was still a weird feeling, despite having experienced it many times before.
“there.” clarisse opened her eyes. the first aid kit was packed up and placed next to the entrance to the cabin. her cheek didn’t hurt anymore and all that remained was a faint scar that would heal by morning.
“thank you,” clarisse grinned but it didn’t help her situation. her girlfriend raised a brow, expecting her to explain.
she sighed and reached for her arm, her own calloused and bruised hand feeling as though it was tainting the delicacy of the sun gods daughter. “just a little tournament. had to let out some anger.” clarisse’ voice was low.
the daughter of apollo took a small step, her western-style cowboy boots clacking against the ground. both she and will came from southern families, but she never showed it until she got comfortable in camp. now she didn’t hide the slight ting of an accent she had or her love for the southern style.
“i don’t like it when you fight,” she said lowly, standing in front of clarisse and both her hands wrapped in hers. clarisse brought them up and grazed her lips on her knuckles, the faint smell of flower hand sanitizer filling her nose.
“i know… i’m sorry, sunshine.” when clarisse glanced up, her girlfriend was smiling down at her. just like the sun looked down on the earth.
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blogfromneptune · 3 months
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Sally Jackson really said "drop everything now meet me in the pouring rain" and Poseidon answered
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blogfromneptune · 5 months
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This blooper scene >>>>>>
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blogfromneptune · 8 months
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blogfromneptune · 1 year
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redacted characters as things i have saved on pinterest, pt.3
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blogfromneptune · 1 year
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redacted characters as things i have saved on pinterest, pt.2
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