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I may not ship LeeLuke but them being platonic would've adorable :>
yesss I'm thinking about looking into it actually, because I'm too attached to ditch Lee x Castor, but their dynamic could be so funnn hsgshsgs
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WAY TOO FUCKING TRUE!
If thereβs one thing I learned since I signed up on 9/1/23, 11:42:15β―AM, itβs that #michael yew takes up too much of my time.
Lee does not immediately suspect something when he hears screaming.
That's his bad.
He will make it abundantly clear in his defense that the core value of this camp is violence. That is It. Not safety, not training, not worship or hard work or discipline or anything. It's violence. Didn't get the last croissant at breakfast? Violence. Someone used up all the hot water? Violence. Someone got in close to your face and insulted your dead mother? Violence. Can't decide whose nail polish colour is more well suited to their outfit?
You guessed it.
Violence.
His cabin is not immune. In fact, the Apollo cabin may be technically from some perspectives worse than every other. It is a little known fact that the solid gold walls of hubris are, in fact, sound proofed, and yet the midnight trombone continues to echo gently and unkindly over the midnight breeze. So when he hears, one beautiful and sunny July afternoon, intense, bloodcurdling screaming echoing from his very place of residence, he thinks: ah. Someone has once again used Leanna's sheet music practice and she is responding with brute force. Good for her.
But then, of course, the screaming pitches up high enough that four windows shatter and his hearing starts to go, and he thinks, again, ah. And then immediately begins to sprint.
"Whatever you're doing, cut it the fuck out," he barks, sprinting up the porch, and then very quickly turns to the side to wheeze silently. "Leave him -- oh, for the love of the gods."
Fortunately, his youngest brother is not being teased or tortured or in any other such way bothered. Technically. Unfortunately, the brother who he should have been more concerned about is pinning said baby brother to the floor, needles shining in hand, shrieking, "Sit still! Sit still! I swear to the muses, asswipe, sit still or I am going to end up impaling your brain!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts --"
"I have not fucking done it yet!"
"Michael," Lee says, dragging a hand down his face, "watch your fucking language."
Michael bares his teeth. "He pestered me for twelve fucking days, Lee. He is getting his ears pierced or I am going to pierce him between the eyes from a hundred fucking feet."
"He's torturing me!" Will hollers, straining away. "He's -- sticking me like a pin cushion --"
"That is how piercing works you little shit --"
"I'm reporting you to child services!"
"Good! Call 'em now! It'll take them half a fuckin' hour to get here, I'll have lots of time to kick your ass!"
On one hand, Lee is Practically and Adult. He is seventeen whole years old. He can vote, if he chooses to break the law. Hell, in some countries he's legally allowed to kill people with no consequences.
"None of that is true," says Diana from her bunk, flipping a page in her magazine.
On the other hand, it is a truly beautiful day. He could just...leave. He could take a walk along the beautiful shoreline and reflect upon the days when he was an only child of a neglectful mother, blissfully lonely and unbothered. Oh, those were the days.
"Hold still!"
On the mysterious third hand, it is really kind of funny to watch Michael wrestle with a nine-year-old and lose.
"Move over," Lee says, walking over to his sister's bunk. She does, giving him approximately one square millimeter of space. Wow. She's feeling generous today. "Wager?"
"Twenty-six minutes at minimum," Diana says. She pats around until her hand hits maybe the massivest bag of sour gummi worms Lee has ever seen, shoving at least nine in her mouth at once. "And its uneven."
Lee reaches for a gummi worm. She kicks him in the spleen. He pulls his hand away.
"I'll take that. He's getting some leverage, I think he'll get them pierced in twenty-four."
"You're on."
They shake, then settle into observe. Diana passes him a set of rubber ear plugs, which he gratefully accepts just before Will screeches so loudly Michael's ear drums genuinely begin to bleed. At least he got closer, this time.
(It takes Michael thirty-two minutes and he somehow manages to pierce one ear twice. Lee accepts his gummi-worm winnings with grace and integrity and anything Diana claims otherwise is because she is a bitter sore loser who likes to start rumours and discredit his good name.)
(Obviously.)
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based on this and this drawing by @cometjuice
more cabin 7
Love idea that Michael is so much stronger than he looks.
Jake's strong too obviously, typical Hephaestus kids strength,but no one expects Michael be as strong as he is.
But this kid is hauling around people as a medic. Not to mention draw weight for a actual bow can be heavy especially for expert archers pretty sure. Any Apollo kid who main archery or are medics likely have lot of strength especially with their arms.
Michael is both an archer and an active medic(as we know Will learned under him). He's definitely strong.
Jake gets hurt and can't walk much on his own and Michael has no problem getting him to the infirmary.
Jake is a flustered mess,Beckendorf 100% is teasing him about it later hdhdg
This goes with other Apollo kids as well
Will's throwing people over his shoulder without second thought. Imagine Nico in the infirmary during the 3 days and just watching Will throw an fussy injured Sherman Yang over his shoulder and taking him to a cot to get him to lay down. No trouble doing it what so ever.
Lee too. 100% you have Luke, most respected and looked up to demigod in camp, who just gets picked up by Lee like he weighs nothing. Gods help him when he's in trouble.
Lee especially i feel pretty strong. He has even more years of being at camp and is fully grown. But like his siblings, he looks a whole lot more harmless than he is.
Idk why think idea of Apollo kids being perceived as harmless but able to absolutely wreck you is so fun. Think it fits them
Apollo is god of music, poetry, healing. But also of plagues and archery(usually used in war). He's god of the sun, which helps give life but can also harm you in the same vein. He's the god of truth, bringing light to one's own guilt and purifying them of it.
Despite everything he is, he's often seen for his lighter side.
Think his children being seen similarly is interesting
Guys. Tag your anti post please.
If you don't like an character or ship,fine,but at least make it easy for people who do to be able to filter your anti post from the tags π
Come on please I beg of y'all-
Cause no one wants to go looking through tag of their fav character and sees post about how much y'all are wishing said character dies.
just wanna put it out there:
FIFTY FUCKING WORKS Y'ALL
this truly is a milestone β¨
I'm so proud
Saw someone asking everyone to "stop posting so much Valgrace cause it's clogging the Jason tag" so Im coming here to remind everyone that one, you can block tags. And two, you should post more valgrace.
made a will solace server..................... join at ur own risk................. i yap a lot...................
I am going on a three and a half hour car drive, and here is my list of priorities:
- write more chapters for the life of a short archer (a masonyew story)
- drink water
here is what I have accomplished so far:
- spend ten minutes listening to my friend's completely nonsense voicemail and praying it gets better (it didn't)
- argue with my brother over the correct way to pronounce 'zinc' (yes, like the element on the periodic table. Don't ask) (and yes, there are now apparently two ways to pronounce it. Someone pronounced it as 'seenk' instead of 'zink'. Atrocious)
- explain my English class to my parents after one of them asked how my day went and I launched into an explanation of Act 2, Scene 1 of Much Ado About Nothing (with quotations, yes I am that much of a nerd)
- argue with my brother (again) over sandwiches
- accidentally text my partner a long, sappy rant that I meant to send to a mutual friend, and follow it up by considering to jump out the window as my mother teased me about how bad I was blushing as I frantically deleted it (we've only been together for about three months, maybe four, and I am down BAD and they already have too much blackmail on me)
- stare at my waterbottle like it holds the secrets to life
- spend another ten minutes zoned out listening to music
- write this list
as you can see, I am feeling very productive today ππ»ππ»
bored and I feel like joining lol
don't normally do chains but here I am π€·π»ββοΈ
not sure if that's accurate but okay :D
sounds like my bsf ngl
@bowsinhair and anyone else who feels like it! <333
Starting a chain!! With this quiz and this Picrew.
Tagging: @tuff-ponyboy @veggiesforpresident @sleeplessgreaser @fishfishfishfishfishfishfish1 @literallyhim0 @cadesblade @tigergirlpaya @arieshasbrainrot57 and anyone else who wants to do this.
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