Thalia Doesnt Keep Many Things In The Hundreds Of Years Shes Been Alive.

Thalia doesn’t keep many things in the hundreds of years she’s been alive. 

But long ago, there were people, their names all but distant memories, who mattered in her 1st lifetime. It’s their things that stay hidden in her bag, reminding her of her mortal life. 

A blue hoodie, worn almost threadbare. The scent of its original owner, long since leached from the fabric. But if she closes her eyes, she can almost see the blue eyes of her first and only love. 

A pair of glasses. Frames cracked and crooked. A reminder of a brother she never got to truly know. 

A baseball cap. It’s magic long faded, branded with a forgotten logo. Memories of a blonde girl laughing hidden deep within. 

A letter. Ink fading, paper yellow. The last words of a dying friend. Words that wish her well, words that wished her well in a world they had fought side by side to save. 

Thalia doesn’t keep a lot of things, but even after all this time, Luke, Jason, Annabeth, and Percy will stay with her forever. The memories of her first family to remind her why life is so beautiful.

Why?

Home is where the people are. No that’s where a restaurant is

Tate Langdon vibes

The moment you’ve all been waiting for. Hope you like this sweet little story 😉

Imagine you and Jaime chilling at his place, two weeks into your relationship, just talking while in each other’s arms and he calls you beautiful all of a sudden. You’re taken aback. You’ve been called pretty before, but this time it felt different…it felt sincere. Before you could thank him and compliment him back, he transforms into Blue Beetle and starts punching you like he did to Carapax, while repeatedly saying that he is not a killer and eventually killing you. The end 🤗

Question: would you guys like a Jamie Reyes imagine? If so, could you give me some ideas in the comments please? I genuinely have no clue how to do this lol