What Are They Gonna Do?

What are they gonna do?

Kill him?

Nah-

The gods: we're starting to think you don't really value us as you should anymore.

Percy, wearing a blue bathrobe to the gods meeting: oh no, what could possibly make you think like that.

As much as I love the idea of Will wearing Lee's flannel after his death, I much more prefer a scenario where he was constantly trying to steal it when Lee wasn't looking. Lee got fed up with this gremlin child (affectionate) trying to steal his clothes (he knows that he should toss it out, burn it, but he can't bring himself to do it; it holds way too many memories) so he gets a green flannel and embroiders it with little sun symbols.

He hides it in one of the secret rooms in the infirmary, because he can't have any of his siblings – or worse, a spy – stumble across it in his cabin. He leaves it here and makes a promise to give it to Will on his birthday.

Over a year later, Will tries to find a place to hide – no one should see their head counselor and head medic cry. He finds this room and remembers the talks about it and how it was one of Lee and Luke's secret hideouts. He wants to leave; he doesn't need another memory of what it was and what it could've been. But his gut tells him to enter and he finds a neatly packaged box.

There's a green flannel and a note:

For my little brother, Will

— Lee

P.S. stop stealing my clothes!

He never takes it off.

NUH UH YOU DIDNT-

New Camper: *looking at Annabeth and Percy* Are they fighting or flirting?

The Older Campers: Yes.

As someone who has been put of many different antidepressants, I can say that from my perspective, we notice the difference too.

Every time I was placed on new medication everybody around me told me that I “seemed to be getting better” or “your acting like you again” and I just want to say that the meds made everything harder for me.

The only difference in my situation is that they didn’t tell us the risks-

That’s not to say that medication doesn’t work, in many cases the medication can be the difference between life and death, it’s almost like a coin flip.

If it wasn’t for some really close friends who were constantly checking up on me (and calling when I didn’t answer texts) the situation I’m in now would be very different.

Bottom line is, check up on your friends!

If you see that they have had a sudden change in behaviour or have started meds that are negatively affecting them, talk to them!

It might be a difficult conversation, it might not be a conversation that they actually have with you. It could still be the small thing between life and death.

One small phone call or one simple message can really change someone’s life.

Even if it only helps them realise what’s happening. They may not speak to you but they might speak to a family member or a professional.

You are loved, remember that.

If you have letters to write you have reasons to stay.

There are anonymous call centres if you need someone to talk to with no strings attached.

Someone is always in your corner.

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my favorite side effect warning is for antidepressants

pros: you won’t want to kill yourself

cons: you might want to kill yourself

will solace making a tiktok that’s just “ranking weird places my boyfriend has suddenly fallen asleep”

5. Make it canon for the bit

if Jorge finds out about our gay ass shenanigans (aka the MANWHORE AU by yours truly, @anniflamma ) are two possibilities.

1. He will have to get baptized and get a year's worth therapy for what he just saw.

2. He will block us all and will put us in years worth of therapy instead