Just Thinking About How Jason Is Loved By Camp Jupiter, Percy Is Loved By Camp Half-blood, And Nico Is

“Having sex is what makes us human!” Ohohoho buddy wait until you find out about literally every other animal species

No cause Percy is like aggressively American, but I refuse to believe that Will doesn’t have at least a faint Australian accent

do british pjo fans give the characters accents?? percy’s comebacks r abt to sound like “oi that’s bloody mingin awright”

Drawtober Day 5 - Scarce

ur government assigned gender for the day is the first thing u get when u click this link to a randomised wikipedia article. NO REROLLS . i am the  trollsteineggje mountain in norway

noticed my coworker was on tumblr so i told them “i like your shoelaces” and they said “never say that out loud to me”

Yeah so I was just sorting through my family’s bookshelves and found this book on tying ties and Jesus these guys have some strong feelings on tie tying

“Aggravated to malice”, like what you just gonna fuckin murder someone cause they tightened their tie wrong??

reblog this if you could voice mario better than chris pratt

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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fuck me this girl could never be a responsible adult that does shopping and not almost have a panic attack and make eye contact with others and not pretend to check an imaginary shopping list on her phone in an attenpt to hide the fact that making eye contact or conversing with a general member of the public feels like being spun round a bunch of times and told to find where north is while someone plays the trumbone directly in your face