It's been 7 long years.
The final season of Percy Jackson and the Olympians has just begun to release.
The Ares and Apollo cabins are in a dispute over ownership for the flying chariot.
The counselors sit around a table in the Big House.
Percy has just learned that he's (probably) gonna die in the next month, when Clarisse and Michael begin to bicker. Percy has had it up to here.
He starts clapping rhythmically. There is a lull in the room as they stare at him.
He claps faster.
"Oh golly, the road's getting bumpy, cause I've got me some friends who just can't get along-"
a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted
their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"
"Every writer"?
come on
*Hides conspicuous antelope tracks leading directly to me*
Man, could be any of these
- you’re gay - can read - support gay people - want to hold a match between your fingers as you wander the halls of an ancient castle because it’s your only source of light amidst the ghosts of people long past - are an antelope - or want a chocolate bar.
No one will know which applies.
Wait…
It’s only 15?!
I really thought it was older
ao3 turns 15 today
reblog if youre older than ao3
(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)
i am about to create an au SO self indulgent. the target audience is 1 person and that person is me
Ah, fridge horror my beloved
the best fanfic is born of some weirdo thinking far too hard about the source material
How could you do this, that was nearly banished from my brain
does anyone else remember being terrorized every single commercial break by the madagascar 3 trailer on every single cartoon channel in 2011-2012
Can’t stop picturing Lester doing CPR while yelling-singing Stayin’ Alive
Not in an angsty way, just in a stupid funny way
Like he’s just sitting there doing this while the Arrow of Dodona is in his ears going “THOU HAST MISTIMED THE BEAT OF THY SONG! SHALL I AWAKEN THE SPOTIFY FOR THEE?”
Meg’s just in the background dancing, then Lester’s voice cracks and she falls over laughing
Kayla walks in dragging Will with her
Will takes one look and goes “Dad, he literally doesn’t need CPR, you’re just gonna break his ribs for no reason”
He stops.
They never speak of it again.
if you don't mind- could you draw Jake Mason and Micheal Yew just holding hands :))
i may or may not have jsut gotten this done in one go, i will be suffering at school tomorrow
but thats okay because ykw i love them
sobs in doesnt have a good design for jake mason, it doesnt FEEL like him in this
rip to michael yew u would have loved meg mccaffery
Best of luck, madlad
Oka, I plan on following everyone on tumblr
literally everyone
Please reblog so I can make this happen
Where the local autist comes to scream into the void about her hyperfixations! (AO3 ramblings may or may not be included)
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