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I LOVE and hate that the gold bands around his wrists remind me of chains
Post TOA - referance not mine, credit goes to unknow Artist on pinterest
could you draw some litpollo?
Litpollo save me litpollo
Didn't realize how much I like this ship until rn
Thank you
Hey could you do a Lityerses or Litpollo doodle please?
Yes! It’s been a while since I’ve drawn Lityerses, so this was fun!
Post-ToA Apollo save me ............ Post-Toa Apollo ............. Save me Post-ToA Apollo ............
Jason Grace had done what? Zeus had many children, which meant I had many half brothers and half sisters. Except for my twin, Artemis, I’d never felt close to any of them. Certainly, I’d never had a brother defend me in front of Father. My Olympian brethren were more likely to deflect Zeus’s fury by yelling Apollo did it! This young demigod had stood up for me. He’d had no reason to do so. He barely knew me. Yet he’d risked his own life and faced the wrath of Zeus. My first thought was to scream ARE YOU INSANE? Then more appropriate words came to me. “Thank you.”
-The Burning Maze, page 216.
Apollo and Jason guys ... just .... Apollo and Jason.
This is a redraw of this comic! Because I have always been obsessed with this scene.
Hello :)
I saw your pest!apollo au and it spawned a intrusive thought. I already posted about it but decided you needed to suffer with me.
We don’t talk about Bruno but with Apollo as Bruno.
Suffer :)
Encanto itself is already very Olympic family coded, now with a prophet who is hated by half of the pantheon it is even more
Hello pest! Apollo enthusiasts.
May I suggest:
We Don’t Talk About Bruno where pest! Apollo is Bruno.
Run free, my children.
Death
After being in the Tartarus, Nico was really anxious, when he was alone he yearned for human connection.
In the day was easy, the Mediterranean sun heating his skin, the bright blue sky, holding Hazel's hand, in the night, it was hard, they weren't enough rooms, and he can't go to Percy nor Annabeth's, the little room they gave him was small, triggering the memories of the jar in Rome.
Because of that, he was, most of the nights, in the mast, the sea smell calming him, so different from the toxic Tartarus air.
In the nights, he and Leo started to converse, it was easy, and the boy's voice calmed him, he knew when Nico wants to listen and when to talk.
After Eros, Jason tag along too, and the three of them enjoyed the company of each other.
When Leo died, Jason and Nico became closer, sharing activities in Camp Half-Blood, talking about temples, gods, and aesthetics.
They searched together for Leo, and, when Jason took the decision to study in Pasadena, Nico almost enters the school too.
Later, when Leo, Calypso, and Apollo departed, a bad feeling burned in the chest of Nico, Will, worried, advise to follow his guts, but Nico can't, not knowing what was going to happen.
But he dreamed, the night Caligula killed Jason, he woke up, sweaty and teary, shocked.
He felt the death of Leo, but, thanks to the physician cure, he didn't see his soul been judged in the underworld, the absence of his life like a hole on his chest.
Maybe, he thought, when his father spoke about unavoidable deaths, he was talking about Octavian and Leo, but, perhaps the Fates decided someone of the seven had to die, the storm or the fire, and, by the trick of Leo, he had doomed Jason.
The son of Hephaestus went back to Camp Half-Blood, tired, his eyes gloomy, destroyed, as he had the same realization that Nico, he caused Jason's death.
Nico hugged him, whispering sweet words to the boy, talking about Elysium, and the promise to talk to Jason's ghost, at least to say goodbye.