1, 11, 12, 26, 38, 47 (hehehe)
1: What does their bedroom look like?
When you first look at Reyna, you’d expect her to be an absolute neat freak; papers stacked and organized, togas labelled for each day, her walls painted purple for that extra bit of “Roman pride”… some even thought the praetor lives in the Principia, since she spends most her time there. That is not the case. Even though the demigod prefers everything to be organized, her lack of time and habit of “throwing things around” causes her bedroom to look like an absolute mess. Her papers are scattered all over her desk, books are laid open on the floor, empty coffee mugs and cups abandoned on her bedside table, and clothes are stacked messily on either her chair or the ground. Aurum and Argentum had already made a habit of sleeping on her dirty clothing. The light bulb for the ceiling lamp had burned out a week ago, but she couldn’t be bothered to change that, either, and decided to temporarily rely on the table lamp’s light. Oh, and if you’re interested— her walls are painted a deep green color.
11: Intellectual pursuits?
Although she had never told a single soul, Reyna had always had the thought of attending college in New Rome. At least, once she’s done with her praetorship. This all started when she first toured New Rome and came across the campus, and was absolutely fascinated about the idea of being a soldier and being able to get good education. Once, she climbed onto a tree near the buildings and spent an hour or two peeking into a window, observing the older demigods attending their classes. If you’d ask her now what subject or which area would she want to pursue, you’d most likely get a blank stare and a lot of “um”s in return. What she does know is that she would like to take courses that are more mentally challenging rather that physically, something that is different from her current position in Camp Jupiter, and something that would teach her things she couldn’t learn from her years in leading the camp.
part 1 of whenever
in case we don’t get their POV in Blood of Olympus, I decided to make it up myself.
imagine getting bonus povs at the end of the blood of olympus
after all the pain and suffering we’ve been through
your characters aren’t the only ones who deserve a happy ending
A doodle of Reyna and Octavian.
I’ve come up with a response.<3
(a continuation to this, which continued this, which was a payback for this, which was a payback for this)
I should stop making stuff this long. I really tried to keep them more-less in character, but I am never confident about it.
You’ll never stop, will you?
Dear minuiko and viria,
Please stop killing Percy and breaking Nico. You see, I wake up every morning and then go to your blogs to see if you’ve drawn anything new. The past few pictures have broken me. So please stop.
And by stop I mean keep drawing but omg the feels you guys :’(
To the rest of the fandom,
There has been so much Percico angst, it’s a completely new emotion. Here is a warm cuddly Percy to let you know that Percy is STILL ALIVE and this has therapeutic properties if you look at it.
This is the post (or rather posts) I’m talking about. It’s the latest ‘response’ it has all the links on it to other ‘responses’.
But Leo? He was the annoying guest she couldn’t get rid of. She’d never fall for him, because she was totally out of his league. Not that he cared. She wasn’t his type anyway.
all I want from the ending of the last book is everyone being happy and alive and I am probably asking too much.
but leo must get back to her at all costs
I am in love with Viria’s Calypso! Here’s the original.
But ugh, WOW your design is way too amazing, I just had to draw it! Plus the hair was just the funnest thing ever! I wish I had skill to come up with something as good as this :D
Time to go draw some Caleo….
don't give me any empty promises; i don't need another one [x]
Sorry everyone. You’re all my best friends.
Sorry Calypso, I broke my promise, but I’ll see you again.
Even if I’m gone, I promise to watch over you.
Sorry mom, but it’s ok. I’ll see you soon.
Just a small poem I thought of. Friend, did you think this was a game?
what are you trying to do. this is just killing my day.
What’s worse would be if Uncle Rick suddenly reblogged this and said ‘Inspiration’
but guys imagine jason noticing nico trying to slip away after the final battle against hera and being like ‘oh no you don’t’ and convincing nico to stay just a little bit longer and promising him that he doesn’t have to go anywhere near percy and annabeth and nico grudgingly agrees
YOU BRILLIANT BRILLIANT THING OF BRILLIANCY