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COLLEGE DROP OUT ANNABETH IS MEANT TO BE ITS THE ONLY WAY

when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack

Best of Neil's stage directions/commentary in the good omens s1 script book

I went back and read this to help me cope after s2, as one does

prometheus: hot take,

the greek gods: no give that back

"Jason hated being old"

I'VE GOT SOME GOOD NEWS DUDE

Annabeth's fatal flaw is hubris until Percy is in danger and she takes a knife for him out of loyalty. Percy's fatal flaw is loyalty until he has to relent his pride to reject Godhood and let Luke defeat Kronos to become the true hero of Olympus. A young Annabeth didn't need loyalty, because people never stuck around for her. A young Percy had his pride of self beaten out of him in every rejection from teachers and classmates.

Annabeth learns loyalty from the boy that sticks around for her, that sneaks onto a deadly quest just to find her. Percy learns pride from the girl that believes in him and trusts his judgement, unlike every other person who deems him too unintelligent to be a leader. Even when Percy seems to draw closer to Rachel, Annabeth has learnt not to give up on those who drift away from her. When Percy believes he will be killed by Kronos, he has learnt to still fight because he--"troubled, useless" Percy--can make a difference. They taught each other this.

They are always unknowingly synchronised, following the same journey of growth and borrowing from each other, the good and the bad. They are each other's fatal flaw and greatest strength.

The best costume ever

goddd i just want spider-man's identity to be his own worst but new york city's best kept secret. like i want him unthinkingly taking off his mask and like 20 people see, but if you ask them if they did? no they didn't.

the rule is unwritten, but very enforced. like, there are online communities dedicated to erasing any trace of the spread of his identity. a tourist takes a photo of him and posts it online? it's gone in minutes, and people send DMs to the poster anywhere from "hey, i'm sure you were just excited, but...." to "ill kill u if i evr c you, fuckin bitch".

any information on spider-man is only spread via word of mouth, and only spoken in hushed, awed voices. after several years of spider-man, everyone knows someone who encountered him:

"he saved my cousin. caught a falling billboard from underneath with his bare hands..."

"wow... i've never seen him myself, but he talked to my coworker's daughter for an hour after he stopped a guy from getting a little too handsy. apparently, his smile is 'dreamy'."

these secrets are freely given if you're kind, trustworthy, and show respect for the little guy. but the moment you demand information on him... "i don't know what you're talking about, buddy. he's just an urban legend the news likes to blame the city's problems on so we don't unionize or worse"

so as many times as spider-man ends up with out a mask, or accidentally introduces himself with a name that starts with 'p' and rhymes with 'meter'... on the record, they don't know a thing. because he does his best to help as many people as he can, so it's only fair if they help him a little in return.

This exchange between Leo and Jason is really poignant. I like it. Rick Riordan gets almost philosophical with that line from Jason, and I really like it.

"Trust me, Hephaestus cabin doesn't see fire powers as cool. Nyssa told me they're super rare. When a demigod like me comes around, bad things happen. Really bad".

"Maybe it's the other way around," Jason suggested. "Maybe people with special gifts show up when bad things are happening because that's when they're needed most."

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"I wish I knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart...I do nothing all day, boredom settles in, I look at the sky so I get to feel even smaller than I already feel and my mind keeps poisoning itself uselessly." ]

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of SylviaPlath