Stop Talking Shit About The Protagonists

julie,, the team took a hard L today...... cheer me up with some headcanons about annabeth and estelle's future sisterly relationship please and thanks

first of all I’m sorry your team lost I’m sure you’ll win the next game bc you definitely deserve it❤️

second aNNABETH AND ESTELLE (who I’m from now on referring to as Stella) HAVE THE BEST RELATIONSHIP EVER

- so Annabeth wasn’t there when Stella was born because she was busy visiting her dad in California and helping him with something - But Percy called her from the hospital waiting room and he’s like, talking so fast because he’s kind of freaking out because his mom is having a baby and he just has to sit and wait and he’s BORED and he wants to talk to Annabeth and he’s rambling on and on- And she just lets him and then after a little bit he finds out she was born and he like has to hang up and go meet her- And Annabeth rushes to finish her stuff with her dad and basically gets on the next plane to New York and she gets there two days after Stella’s born and meets them at the apartment (which she absolutely has a key to) when they get home from the hospital and of course Sally lets Annabeth hold her and she’s so small and Stella smiles at her and Annabeth just like melts a little inside because she’s so cUTE- and you know Stella’s favorite babysitter (aside from her big brother) is Annabeth- They read together a lot. The kids books are easier on Annabeth’s dyslexia and Stella loves hearing them so much - Annabeth actually is the one who takes Stella to get her ears pierced for the first time when she’s eight. Sally was going to buy something came up and she was busy, so Annabeth took her- Annabeth bought her a pair of owl earring just like her own so they could match and they’re Stella’s favorite pair of earrings- Stella got Annabeth into Harry Potter. Nothing’s been the same since.- Annabeth asked Stella to be the flower girl at their wedding and Stella was ecstatic- Annabeth and Stella watch a Disney movie once a month every month for four years straight with no breaks. They’ve got a streak going and they’re not going to break it (there are many repeats but hey, they’re good movies. And they watch all the Pixar movies too.)- When Stella’s little, she practically begs Sally and Paul to buy her tons of wooden blocks to play with. She and Annabeth build huge castles that fill Stella’s entire room and go into the hallway - She has to write an essay in school on who her role model is. Guess who she picks.

Good Fanfic: “Hey sorry guys but I’ve lost interest in this story so I decided to end-“

Me:

insp. 

The dogboys and their puppy photos album

Should I do more of this?

Note: The date would probably not be totally accurate, I'm not a pro concerning babies.

Rose and Hugo has pitched a tent outside. Hermione watched between reading her book, as they walked around it, placed stones in a circle and pretended to roast marshmallows. She forgot all about her book and continued to watch, bad memories filling her head about those lonely nights spent in a tent. When Ron came in, he slammed the door and Hermione flinched, dropping her book with a thud. Years later, loud noises still made her want to dive on the floor and cry. “Sorry.” He said when he walked into the living room. She nodded and picked her book up, before looking out the window once more. Ron looked out the window and frowned. “What are they doing?” He asked. Hermione shrugged and stood, standing so close to the window fog marks appeared where her breath had hit. Ron opened the window and called for them to come in.

“I went to visit Grandma!” He announced once everyone was gathered at the dinner table. Rose pouted slightly, she loved grandma. Hermione smiled and patted Rose’s hand. “Don’t be spoiled.” Hermione chided, although she was only reminding because it was her duty as a mother. Hugo was quiet, down at his end of the table and Hermione turned her head to face him, her warm brown eyes fixing themselves upon his brown batch of hair. “Yes, Hugo?” She asked. Hugo smiled mischievously at Rose and the latter nodded, quite solemnly. “Can we go camping?” Hugo blurted, casting puppy dog eyes on whomever would look at him. Rose giggled and eyes her mother, who was now staring vacantly at the table. “No.” Ron said, rather sharply. Hugo and Rose frowned. “Why not?” Hugo whined, placing his chin on the edge of the table. Hermione blinked and stared at the boy, dumbfounded. “Bad memories.” Hermione said softly, smiling a watery smile at Hugo, who was looking rather worried about the whole issue. After that day, nobody talked about camping, and the tent in the backyard went down, moved instead to the basement where Hermione never visited. Ron tended to avoid looking at the basement tent and there it stayed until Rose went to Hogwarts, and Hugo would hide in there, lonely as he was.

I’d take the red pill.

That is a hard choice... I will tell you when I finally figure out which one I want.

Comment which one you’d choose

types of girls: supernatural beings

angel: silky white clothing, daylight, candles, long wavy hair, soft wind, sad smiles, old soul, warm hugs, choral singing somewhere far away, sun shining through big windows and flowy chiffon curtains, gentle and loving touch.

demon: heavy makeup, high heels, cigarette smoke, contagious laughter, club’s bathrooms, neon signs, big cities, chokers, sharing secrets, passionate kisses, living in the moment, big smile but sad eyes, inside jokes.

fairy: green summer forests, flowy dresses, dancing with your eyes closed, walking barefoot, braided hair, picnics, lambs, hugging trees, harmless pranks, happiness for no reason, old fairy tales, flower crowns, soft giggles.

goblin: collecting shiny things, unusual hair colour, tons of accessories, a thousand exiting stories to tell, frogs and bugs, silly dance moves, messy hair, really old colorful clothing, holding hands, moss, childlike excitement.

mermaid: casualy flirting, pearls and sea shells, innocent looking yet seductive, whispers, beautiful singing, Renaissance paintings, pastel colours, mysterious smile, hairclips, sleeveless dresses, carousels, moonlight, glitter, undefined feeling of nostalgia.

vampire: red lipstick, dark eyes, resting bitch face, black-and-white films, cloudy night sky, dark forests, history, antique mirrors, scary stories, black silk, perfect manners, big old libraries, silver rings, vine bottles, skulls, hiding your feelings deep deep inside.

me after reading a plot twist in a book I’ve reread 50 times