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one day i will have a house that im not ashamed of

Nico saying he and Bob were “melancholy about their mutual ‘friend’ Percy Jackson, who never seemed to remember they existed” HAS BROKEN MY HEART bc I don’t want this sentence to exist but he’s spitting facts ykno

In all seriousness, TSATS's lack of reference to Hazel, Reyna, and Jason infuriates me.

Is Reyna even mentioned?

Huh. So I guess I was the only one led lost by a delusional friendship?

Hazel wasn't even mentioned throughout Nico's first trip to Tartarus? He misses Percy, Annabeth, and Jason, but not his own sister?

When in fact Hazel was the first one to insist on saving him even if it was a trap?

gay ppl be like.. hands

U can grieve and still live life. U can miss loving someone and love others. You can hold onto the good moments and simultaneously the bad moments. You can take the learning from a person you let go off and use it for the better. You can love someone and they may not be the right person. You can wish someone the best and love them from a distance. You can think fondly of someone and never talk to them again.. mysteries of the world…

— November 20, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries

Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1935-1942; tr. by Philip Thody  

i am nothing in my soul if not fucking dumb

TSH spoilers:

I feel like we as a fandom do not talk about Henry’s symbolism in TSH enough. Like, that dude is the literal embodiment of death, and I just think it’s so damn cool. I mean, his whole obsession with language and literature stemmed from the fact that he almost died in a car accident. And then every death we see in the book (the farmer’s, Bunny’s, and his very own) is directly at his hands. The others were accomplices, sure, but Henry’s the one who takes action every time. And in Francis’s failed suicide and Richard’s near death in the epilogue, they both see Henry, not Bunny or Charles or what have you.

Henry is not only obsessed with death, he IS death. He’s the reaper who’s friends toy with their mortality all the time through drugs and booze. The reason they all admire him is not only because of his size and stature and brilliance; it’s because he’s dangerous. If beauty is indeed terror, than he’s the most beautiful of them all. They all have the life preservation skills of a fly, so of course they love Henry. And of course his actions constantly bring them closer to danger and death.

It’s the middle of the night. Chiron should probably get some sleep. Looking out of his window he sees two boys, they’re stargazing. Achilles! He thinks. Patroclus!

It’s only then that he realises that Patroclus’ skin is way too white and as glorious as Achilles was, he definitely didn’t light up like a glow stick in the night. It’s not them. It’s just Nico and Will.

It’s been over 2000 years, they’re dead, Chiron, they’re dead.