Hibiscusspunweb - #1 Annabeth Kinnie (scientifically Proven)

People who draw Percy as a skinny white guy irk me SO MUCH. He is not, in any form, skinny.

Like, son of Poseidon so of course he’s already amped, then the fact he’s been training for years (CHB, CJ, Lupa) and the way he’s been described.

“—tanner and taller, leaner and more muscular.” This is Annabeth’s description of him in MoA.

“Percy was average in athletics but later from his training, becomes very fit, muscular, and lean.” This is from the Riordan Wiki on Percy’s page. Hazel described him as having the good looks of a Roman god, so that would definitely mean he has muscles.

That is my conclusion on why Percy isn’t skinny.

no more girlboss-ifying annabeth. no more hermione-ifying annabeth. no more team mom-ifyign annabeth. 2025 is the year we embrace that annabeth is in fact pathetic and sopping wet. nico's time is over. he's happy. he's gay. it's time to dig into annabeth's daddy issues, abandonment issues, and undiagnosed autism

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(Ghostflower fluff since there’s so much angst.)

Gwen exhaled, her breath coming out as a cloud of condensation that quickly fades away. “It’s freezing out here,” she comments to Miles.

“It is,” he agrees, pulling his jacket tighter around him. Gwen scrunches her nose, the tip of it red and numb. She zips up her jacket, pushing the hood up her neck but not pulling it over her head. Their feet dangle off the rooftop they’re sitting on.

“My hands are cold,” she complains, the knuckles and joints on her hands red from the frigid temperatures. Snow fell down softly across Brooklyn, New York.

Miles looks to her, removing his hands from his jacket pockets and cupping hers in his. Gwen’s eyebrows raise slightly in surprise. She giggles quietly. “Better?” Miles asks with a small smile. “Yeah,” Gwen responds.

“How is school going?” She asks, trying to keep their conversation flowing.

“Good,” Miles shrugs. “Trying to improve my Spanish grade.” “Oh, in my universe the main language they teach is German.” Gwen replies. Miles just laughs. “How’s your band?” He asks.

Gwen looks away. “We’re sorting it out after I stormed out of practice and quit. The drummer position is still open, so I have another chance.”

“Oh, hope you get it.” Miles says.

Gwen clears her throat. “Actually, now that I think about it, my lips are super cold.” She glances at him, blush on her face increasing for a different reason.

Miles’ blush from the cold takes on a new reason why he’s blushing. “Mine, too.”

They unconsciously get closer, their legs now touching. Miles’ mouth opens and closes slightly multiple times. Gwen laughs softly.

They lean closer, faces now mere inches apart. Both of them don’t really know who made the first move, as their heads leaned in and closed the distance at the same time.

The kiss was warm and soft, comforting even. Somewhere in the heat of the moment, Gwen wraps her arms around Miles’ neck and Miles wraps his arms around her waist. They separate after about ten seconds. Miles’ and Gwen’s faces are enveloped in blush entirely.

“Pav is going to have a field day when he hears about this.” Gwen laughs with a playful eye roll to break the silence.

“Definitely,” Miles agrees with a laugh of his own. “So, are we official now or..?” Gwen asks, glancing away in embarrassment. She realizes they’re still in each other’s grasp.

“Yeah,” Miles replies, his voice slightly breathy.

“I think my lips are cold again.” Miles says.

(Ideas for what Ghostflower story I should do next are appreciated!)

Pavitra and gayatri for sure😍

that band is held together by zip ties and gum and the zip ties are rotting

I found my fucking answer

I have trouble taking care of my teeth because everything that involves doing that is a sensory nightmare. I decide to do some research to see if there's anything I can do about this. The results?

"How to make your autistic child brush their teeth"

"Autistic Children and Sensory issues relating to tooth brushing"

"How to get your little shit to brush his fucking teeth"

Like, yeah Google, thanks, that really helps. And like, even if I was a child, some of the advice seemed... unhelpful. Like, doing a dance and singing a song while brushing your teeth? Even for a kid, I don't think that would help distract from a sensory experience as intense as brushing your teeth. Like, the extremely intense and unpleasant flavor, the intense feeling of the brush against your teeth scraping across it, even mouthwash has such an intense and disgusting flavor that I have difficulty keeping it in my mouth for more than a few seconds. I wish there was SOMETHING that could be done.

EVERY tongue that rises against THE Gwendolyn Maxine Stacy shall fall. sorry i don't make the rules. that's how it is.

dude having a platonic crush on someone is so weird, cause you wanna be around them and talk to them all the time, you always think about them, and you constantly wanna hug them and hold hands (if you like physical touch) with them but the thought of being romantic in any way with them is just extremely uncomfortable

making a band au where each character is a different artist like Piper is Chappell Roan and stuff but

like Annabeth as Sabrina carpenter I’m sorry I can’t get it out of my head

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