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what did doja cat say about big noses again ???
Quotes by Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath
this is super cool !
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Reblog if it’s okay for your mutuals to tag you in random stuff they think you’ll like
okay so yall chose the second one, so that will be posted shortly. but, i will definitely make a part two of can’t catch me now so stay tuned for that later !!
okay guys
OH MY GAWD
i am thinking so many thoughts
this is the cutest thing ever! ( soft percy is the only percy i know )
KISS ME BETTER
pairing: percy jackson x gn!reader (who is a child of apollo)
summary: percy gets hurt and goes to the infirmary, you kiss his wound better.
warning(s): none! just fluff ♡
a/n: AAA THIS IS TOO CUTE
percy jackson was someone who was an often visitor at camp half-bloods infirmary. it was usually because he picked a fight with clarisse la rue - the ares cabins head counsellor, or he got too reckless during capture the flag, the list could go on really.
today was one of those days.
he walked into the infirmary, his eyes scanning the room for his favourite child of apollo. spotting them, he made his way over. smiling through the pain and holding his weirdly-twisted arm, he said hello.
“hello percy, oh my-” you gasp in reply, looking up from your book and spotting the way his arm was bent. “again? come on, sit down, sit down!”
you rushed him over to one of the infirmary’s beds and muttered multiple curses under your breath. opening one of the medical cabinets, you got out a bar of ambrosia for the boy.
“eat a piece of this, it’ll fix you right up. again.” you tell him, giving him a stern look. percy laughs nervously taking the food and swallowing it.
“oops?” he grins, looking at you mischievously. he lets go of his arm and flexes it. “hey! still in one piece!”
you roll your eyes at his antics and chuckle to yourself. “i’d sure hope so. you can stay here until you’re ready to leave.”
percy watches as you begin walk away, and his smile falters slightly. “wait.” he says, making you turn around with a curious look on your face.
“uh- kiss it better?” he asks, then internally curses himself for saying something so stupid. “i mean-”
but before he could finish his sentence you’d already knelt down beside him. you held his arm with a delicate hand and kissed his elbow.
he flushes at the soft yet intimate gesture and tries to stutter out a response. “there you go, feeling better now?” you ask, grinning.
“uh huh..” he agrees, hardly hearing anything other than his own heartbeat.
“good, i’ll be over there if you need me then.” and with that you walked away from where he sat, leaving percy to his own flustered thoughts.
‘maybe i should pick fights with clarisse more often.’
don’t steal my work pls and ty <3
um, i don’t really know how to write these but here’s my first mini fic! percy jackson x daughter of apollo! fem reader is the implied relationship. i hope you enjoy this and lmk if you’d like to read more of my writing.
can’t catch me now
by Olivia Rodrigo
The children of Apollo always liked music, it usually depended on their mood of what kind they wanted to hear, but they mostly wanted soft music. It was always calming for them to listen to, 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 making them feel like a kid again, but those moments were short-lived. The younger campers of Camp Half-Blood only 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 liked when Cassandra played or sang music, claiming that she always knew how to cheer them up or calm them down. Cassandra was basically the older sister of the younger campers, only happy when they were happy. On a special night one of the younger girls asked, “Can you sing a sad song Cass?” Cassandra was surprised, to say the least by her request, but once she saw the girls pleading doe eyes, she couldn’t say no. Maybe that’s why everyone liked Cassandra, because the word ‘no’ is not in her vocabulary. “Sure thing, honey.” Cassandra replied with a warm smile, leading her to the campfire. She looked over to Charles Beckendorf, asking him to light the campfire to signal a meeting. Once the fire was lit, campers walked in and sat around the campfire. Cassandra pulled out her acoustic guitar, the wood freshly stained as a gift from her father. “Andrea here asked for a sad song tonight, but it won’t be as sad as it is calming. Is that okay?” Cassandra asks as she gestures towards the girl, her face reddening once the spotlight is on her. A chorus of yes’s spread around the campfire, a majority of them cuddling up and sharing snacks or drinks. As Cassandra puts her guitar on her lap, she makes eye-contact with Percy, a smile growing on his face once he sees her. She grins back, running her fingers along the strings, relishing in the sweet sound of it. She starts to strum the strings gently, a soft, calming tune playing out. She keeps a gentle strum, taking a deep breath before she begins to sing. “There’s blood on the side of the mountain, there’s writing all over the walls.” Her soft voice, along with the fire crackling is the only thing you hear. The campers sit around the campfire entranced by her sweet melody she plays and sings. “Shadows of us are still dancin’, in every room and every hall. There’s snow fallin’ over the city, you thought you could wash it away.” Andrea sits right beside Cassandra, staring up at her with wonder as she sings, despite the four year olds hyper nature, she always can sit and relax when Cassandra is near. “The bitter taste of my fury, and all of the messes you made. Yeah, you think that you got away. But i’m in the trees, i’m in the breeze. My footsteps on the ground. You’ll see my face in every place, but you can’t catch me now.” As Cassandra continues to sing, the younger campers eyes begin to droop at her calm tone, almost as if a 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 was put on them. “Through wading grass, the months will pass, you’ll feel it all around. I’m here, i’m there, i’m everywhere, but you can’t catch me now. No you can’t catch me now.” She makes eye-contact with Percy as she sings, shared secrets between their gazes. “Bet you thought i’d never do it, thought it’d go over my head. I bet you figured i’d pass with the winter be something easy to forget.” She smirks slyly at him as he blushes, looking away to prevent himself from further embarrassment. “Oh, you think i’m gone cause Ieft.” She sings the verse again, watching as Andrea hums along and bops her head to the beat. Cassandra strums slower, her voice hushed as she sings quieter. “There’s blood on the side of the mountain, It’s turning a new shade of red. Yeah, sometimes the fire you founded, don’t burn the way you’d expect. Yeah, you thought that this was end.” She finishes the song with a few soft notes, everyone cheering at her beautiful music, 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. Later at the bonfire when the joyful campers settle down, many compliment Cassandra on her song, going back to their conversations. Eventually everyone goes back to the resided cabins, her music offering them a peaceful, nightmare-less sleep.
real
family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”
me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:
do you ever just sit and stare at your reflection when you finish your makeup, wondering why your so fucking ugly? me too 🤞🏻🤞🏻