"Do You Think It'll Stop One Day?" Percy Asked Of Him One Day, Breaking The Comfortable Silence They

"Do you think it'll stop one day?" Percy asked of him one day, breaking the comfortable silence they both basked in.

Poseidon tilted his head toward his child, raising his eyebrow as Percy laid down on the wooden floor of the dock.

"What, little one?" He questions the boy back, his tone curious and fond.

His son sighs softly, splashing around the water with his feet. He looks up at the lavender-toned dawn, stars shining across the heavens like a divine pattern on the fabric of the world.

"The suffering. The constant struggle for a losing battle where I can never win." The boy says, the reflection of the stars in his eyes, like a swirling galaxy of miracles and wonder.

Poseidon stills.

He slowly turns to his son and closes his eyes as he breaths out his words.

"I'm sorry." He apologizes.

"Don't be," Percy says back, his voice firm but soft. "It's not your fault, and neither it is mine. I'm not blaming you for loving me enough to make my existence a reality."

Poseidon opens his eyes, his gaze filled with sadness.

"Then what can I do?" Poseidon whispers desperately. "Whisk you away to be my side? Keep you chained to this land by immortalizing your body and destroying your soul? You wouldn't want any of that. I am a god and yet I can do nothing to aid you with your pain." He finishes, falling silent as angry waves crash upon the shore and stormy clouds cover the sky like curtains.

Percy glances at the crashing waves on the horizon, at the dark ocean that stretches to eternity and beyond.

"I don't know. And it's okay for you to not know either." Percy says calmly.

"Just be here for me until I won't be here at all."

And wait until comes forth the inevitable end.

I'm gonna unleash the brain child of my lack of sleep on y'all.

TW: might get a little mature.

So we know Chiron doesn't wear pants right? So technically speaking, he's walking around camp half-blood basically naked from waist down.

Does that also mean that Chiron is flashing the kids with his dick? Or worse, if that tail moves a little too much to the side his you-know-what is gonna be visible.

Does camp half-blood have horse bathrooms specifically for Chiron? Or no, he just goes to do his work in the forest or stables?

Can Chiron eat grass or hay? Are they tasty to him?

Man, lack of sleep and a caffeine-running brain is one hell of a disaster.

Headcannon that the unusual OP children of the gods represent a rare natural phenomenon that happens in their domain.

Like Thalia being represented by a blue jet, an insanely powerful and very rare lightning strike.

Or Jason being a red sprite. (Which looks epic and diabolical as heck)

Oh, will? He's a fucking crepuscular ray, which is those stream of heavenly ass lights you see from between the clouds.

Percy is a goddam bloodfall.

It's when tiny non-crystalline nanospheres rich in iron, silica, calcium, aluminum, etc. Blood Falls seeps from the end of the Taylor Glacier into Lake Bonney. Scientists believe a buried saltwater reservoir is partly responsible for the discoloration, which is a form of reduced iron.

So basically oxidation.

(This absolutely wasn't me showing you guys my obsession with natural phenomenon.)

Fuck harumi.

All my homies hate harumi.

Hot take: lucifer deserved much worse.

OK, one thing I noticed is that people give lucifer a lot of pass on some things for the reason of "Oh he's such goofball" or "he's so hot!".

And I think people forget who he is, there is a reason he is known as the most hated being in all of creation, it's because he damned so many people to live in suffering.

Every tragedy in mankind's history, is this dude's fault, and the only punishment he got for it was to be, by all means, grounded. He destroyed lives of so many people because of his selfishness.

Call me harsh, but sometimes your dreams are not worth the suffering of other people. Sometimes, you need to understand that your dreams are best left unachieved.

The count of every human life in history is 117 billion. That's too many, too many souls suffering for the pride of someone who thought he knew better than the literal creator of the fucking universe.

I have heard people say that he didn't know that would happen, which I respectfully call bullshit on that because there is no way a high ranking angel like lucifer didn't know what would happen.

At the end of the day, it doesn't matter that he meant good, for the path to hell is caved with good intentions.

Thank you for coming to my Ted talk.