Pjo/hoo/toa + The Cycle

pjo/hoo/toa + the cycle

The Lightning Thief / Growing Sideways, Noah Kahan / Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan, Ilya Repin + Saturn Devouring His Son, Goya + Saturn, Rubens / The Blood of Olympus / The Family Jewels, MARINA / The Last Olympian / The Sea of Monsters / The Family Jewels / Orestes Pursued by the Furies, Bouguereau / The Hidden Oracle / Apollo and Marsyas, Manfredi / In The Blood, John Mayer / The Sea of Monsters / The Combat of Ares and Athena, Jacques Louis David / The Family Jewels / Mark of Athena / The Combat of Ares and Athena / The Lightning Thief / Family Line, Conan Gray / Cronos and Rhea, Schinkel / The Lightning Thief / The Blood of Olympus / In The Blood / The Last Olympian / Chronos and His Child, Romanelli / Desireé Dellagiacomo / The Lightning Thief / Family Line / The Fallen Angel, Alexandre Cabanel + The Last Day of Pompeii, Bryullov / The Blood of Olympus / The Outcast, Botticelli / Glass, Irony and God, Anna Carson / House of Hades / Family Line / The Last Olympian / The Lament for Icarus, Herbert Draper + Sacrifice of Iphigenia, Roman School + Minerva and Arachne, Houasse + Venus Induces Helen to Fall in Love with Paris, Kauffmann / The Last Olympian / Hadestown / The Lightning Thief / apple, Charli xcx / The Last Olympian / I Would Leave Me If I Could, Halsey / The Sea of Monsters / ? / LET YOUR DAD DIE ENERGY DRINK, Lavery and Corrigan / The Last Olympian / Eat Your Young, Hozier / The Last Olympian / Orpheus and the Bacchantes, Lazzarini / The Blood of Olympus / Susan Smith, wych elm / Orpheus and the Bacchantes / The Burning Maze / ? / The Tyrant’s Tomb / Perseus Freeing Andromeda, Veronese / Abduction of Psyche, Bouguereau + Bacchus and Ariadne, Van Loo / The Tower of Nero / The Tower of Nero / The Tower of Nero

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this is so fucked up. Please, anyone who reads this, DON’T TELL PEOPLE TO KILL THEMSELVES. This should probably go as a given, and it’s horrible that people have to be told.

About a week ago I posted this.

I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:

and my personal favorite

After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.

About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like

I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like

This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”

But I guess the lesson goes like this:

DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

I do not control the hyperfixation the hyperfixation controls me

the decimation of cabin 7

Just imagining Will solace returning to cabin 7 after the battle of Manhattan and realizing that he’ll have to clear out each bunk. They had all left in a rush, clothes strewn about in their hasty attempt at preparing for war. Pictures tucked into bed frames and notes hidden under pillows. Will spends days painstakingly clearing out each bunk. He learns things about each of his siblings, things that he might have once teased them for but now he weeps. He packs away sheets that will never be slept on again, pillows that will never see another dreaming head laid to rest. He can’t stomach the thought of letting anyone else help. And so he weeps, alone, putting together each shrine, each box stamped with an address most of them had never returned to. The Apollo kids were close, closer than most cabins, because so many of them had been year rounders. Now there were so few of them. Will weeps as he paces the empty halls of the infirmary. He weeps far more than he’d like to admit. And when the first Apollo child after the war gets claimed he weeps again watching them claim a bunk he’d once removed unicorn sheets off of. Slowly, more and more campers find themselves housed in the Apollo cabin again and Will weeps as each bunk is once more filled.