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Chapter 4: TYSON PLAYS WITH FIRE

“Yeah but, he’s already done that once in this book and seemed no worse for wear,” Will reminded Percy before he could get too worked up with worry again, not that he really had back in his school. Percy definitely seemed to have some instinct about Tyson.

“Kind of catchy though, Tyson the guy on fire,” Alex said in a flashy tone of voice.

“You and my mom can start a book club,” Percy snorted.

“Percy, a book club isn’t-” but Magnus stopped himself and shook his head as Alex looked way to excited about the prospect.

Mythologically speaking, if there’s anything I hate worse than trios of old ladies, it’s bulls.

“Ironic since your dad loves them,” Will pointed out.

“He can deal with all of them from now on then,” Percy huffed.

Last summer, I fought the Minotaur on top of Half-Blood Hill. This time what I saw up there was even worse: two bulls.

“Be grateful it wasn’t three?” Jason offered.

“Thanks,” Percy snorted.

And not just regular bulls—bronze ones the size of elephants. And even that wasn’t bad enough. Naturally they had to breathe fire, too.

“There is way to much fire going on in this book,” Magnus frowned.

“I’m sure the monsters will tone it down and switch to cotton balls if we ask nicely,” Percy sighed.

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part of the aroace experience is seeing other people have their lives completely wrecked over sex and romantic love and being like lol y'all are wild couldn't be me though. and then you go and completely wreck your own life instead

Winston’s not a gorrilla tho hes like an ape or something

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NOTHING makes me more mad than people shoving aside creepy behavior just because the person in question is neurodivergent and doesn't pick up on social skills well. there was this girl in high school who got way too touchy with me no matter how many times I told her to stop and the fucking school guidance counselor and school psychologist were like "well you can't blame her because she can't pick up on social cues well". i'm neurodivergent too but if someone begs me to stop doing something it's kind of fucking clear they don't like it???

just the way people approach neurodivergency is so infantilizing I hate it. if you ever reblog a post about how it's ableist to react angrily to someone invading your space i'll fucking kill you. half the things you guys call ableism are just straight up not, and this isn't even a tumblr thing, it's something supposed medical professionals believe.

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*stumbles out of a building covered in blood* i failed a social interaction .

an evil aromantic in their fucked up evil lair casting spells like "end romance" and "murder"

how come people only like ur things instead of reblogging

theyre sick fucks. we should kill them

"a joy to have in class" aka This Child Will Not Be Diagnosed for at least Eight Years

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