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    A mixture of drabbles and other work I'm saving from my Tumblr as a back-up.

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    Kisuke and his ever-growing gang of children as they slowly but surely drive Soul Society to madness.

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    Ichigo accepts his hollow a little earlier and Kisuke finally found somebody he can be himself with.

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    “What? I’m baking. With my mom,” Percy says, and then he winces, his body flinching away from Jason as if in pain. “That doesn’t make sense. My head hurts.”

    “You being here doesn’t make sense,” Jason speaks slowly, carefully, as if Percy’s some spooked animal. Apollo just stares at his unseeing eyes, a bad feeling sinking in his gut. “I was just thinking before you showed up, it’d be useful to have you here, but this is—”

    Suddenly, Percy’s eyes snap into focus, and he looks right at Jason. “I heard you calling. You were thinking about me?”

    Jason blinks and gapes, probably from the whiplash of Percy’s changing attitude. “I—yes? Percy… did you get abducted again?”

    “I don’t think that’s it,” Apollo mumbles, looking him up and down, because there’s something strangely familiar about this, but, as usual, everyone ignores him. If he was handsome, this wouldn’t happen as often.

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    09 Nov 2025

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/66858076

    is it romantic how all my elegies eulogize me? by stardustupinlights
    complete

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    “What? I’m baking. With my mom,” Percy says, and then he winces, his body flinching away from Jason as if in pain. “That doesn’t make sense. My head hurts.”

    “You being here doesn’t make sense,” Jason speaks slowly, carefully, as if Percy’s some spooked animal. Apollo just stares at his unseeing eyes, a bad feeling sinking in his gut. “I was just thinking before you showed up, it’d be useful to have you here, but this is—”

    Suddenly, Percy’s eyes snap into focus, and he looks right at Jason. “I heard you calling. You were thinking about me?”

    Jason blinks and gapes, probably from the whiplash of Percy’s changing attitude. “I—yes? Percy… did you get abducted again?”

    “I don’t think that’s it,” Apollo mumbles, looking him up and down, because there’s something strangely familiar about this, but, as usual, everyone ignores him. If he was handsome, this wouldn’t happen as often.

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    It hissed and whispered, demanding, threatening, full of longing. Still trying to barter, to beg, to request. Always persistent, that one.

    Centuries of pain, of bottomless emptiness, had reduced him to This. One of the most mighty beings, of the first creatures, of the primal forces. Pushed aside, to a remote corner, as if it was enough to make it disappear. Out of sight, out of mind.

    But she could hear their voice; she was always listening to them.

    And so, she looked far and far and far away.

    And Found Him.

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    Alternatively, Percy would love it if the gods stopped picking him up and throwing him to solve their problems without even a warning.

    Please.

    At least let a guy tell his mother he isn't coming home for Saturday Pizza Night.

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    29 Oct 2025

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/70129126?view_full_work=true

    Clawing My Way Out by Setsuka55
    Ongoing 3/5

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    It hissed and whispered, demanding, threatening, full of longing. Still trying to barter, to beg, to request. Always persistent, that one.

    Centuries of pain, of bottomless emptiness, had reduced him to This. One of the most mighty beings, of the first creatures, of the primal forces. Pushed aside, to a remote corner, as if it was enough to make it disappear. Out of sight, out of mind.

    But she could hear their voice; she was always listening to them.

    And so, she looked far and far and far away.

    And Found Him.

    .

    Alternatively, Percy would love it if the gods stopped picking him up and throwing him to solve their problems without even a warning.

    Please.

    At least let a guy tell his mother he isn't coming home for Saturday Pizza Night.

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    “Find Medusa?” Percy spluttered, trying and failing not to sound indignant. “Nobody wants to find Medusa. You run into Medusa while trying to retrieve your uncle’s stolen lightning bolt and then mail her head to the gods after she keeps talking about how your eyes are like your father’s.”

    From behind him, Piper raised a single finger. “When you mail what to whom?”

    Percy glanced over his shoulder to give her a shrug. “Don’t worry about it. I was twelve,” he said before turning back to where Gabe was still fighting against the ropes binding his hands together. “Do you have any idea what to do with him?”

    Nico leaned over, craning his neck to better peer at the hot sauce that still stained Gabe’s face despite the years of statue-ification. “Um, we could see if your dad wants to turn him into a fish or something?”

    Percy grimaced. If Gabe Ugliano was a fish, then he’d be forced to hear the man’s voice in his head for years to come. But also, he could maybe mount him on a wall, so perhaps it wasn’t an entirely terrible idea.

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    Medusa’s sculptures are mysteriously coming back to life. Percy doesn’t think murder is an unreasonable action given the circumstances.

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    26 Oct 2025

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/56803777?view_full_work=true

    Set in Stone by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
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    “Find Medusa?” Percy spluttered, trying and failing not to sound indignant. “Nobody wants to find Medusa. You run into Medusa while trying to retrieve your uncle’s stolen lightning bolt and then mail her head to the gods after she keeps talking about how your eyes are like your father’s.”

    From behind him, Piper raised a single finger. “When you mail what to whom?”

    Percy glanced over his shoulder to give her a shrug. “Don’t worry about it. I was twelve,” he said before turning back to where Gabe was still fighting against the ropes binding his hands together. “Do you have any idea what to do with him?”

    Nico leaned over, craning his neck to better peer at the hot sauce that still stained Gabe’s face despite the years of statue-ification. “Um, we could see if your dad wants to turn him into a fish or something?”

    Percy grimaced. If Gabe Ugliano was a fish, then he’d be forced to hear the man’s voice in his head for years to come. But also, he could maybe mount him on a wall, so perhaps it wasn’t an entirely terrible idea.

    Or

    Medusa’s sculptures are mysteriously coming back to life. Percy doesn’t think murder is an unreasonable action given the circumstances.

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    Daemon awakes after his death a week before his wedding to Rhea Royce quite determined to escape that fate at least in what he believes is his afterlife.

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    08 Sep 2024

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/52534240?view_full_work=true

    A Life, Redux by Narea
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    Daemon awakes after his death a week before his wedding to Rhea Royce quite determined to escape that fate at least in what he believes is his afterlife.

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    The elevator opened. About two dozen cyclops immediately exited. Unlike the cyclops serving in Tartarus and Gaea’s army, these were fitted head to toe with celestial bronze armor and weaponry. As soon as they stepped out of the Doors of Death, they assumed their thirty foot tall size. At the center of the group, Annabeth caught sight of a thirty foot tall figure eluding power - even more so than Bob, Hyperion, Krios, and Damasen combined. He was covered head to toe in armor, and held a huge green trident in his right hand. He looked furious, but also somewhat familiar.

    “No.” Hyperion said, in disbelief. "No - you Olympians, you never interfere-"

    "POSEIDON!" Tartarus snarled angrily. The sheer power in the primordial's words threatened to tear Annabeth's body apart.

    “Dad.” Percy croaked. He was lying in a pool of his own blood, with a terrifying amount of injuries and broken bones. Even more blood dripped out of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Poseidon.
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    Aka. Poseidon hears his favorite son suffering in the pit and rescues him.

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    25 Sep 2025

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    https://archiveofourown.org/works/49839580

    Rescue Mission by DancingInTheSliverGlow
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    The elevator opened. About two dozen cyclops immediately exited. Unlike the cyclops serving in Tartarus and Gaea’s army, these were fitted head to toe with celestial bronze armor and weaponry. As soon as they stepped out of the Doors of Death, they assumed their thirty foot tall size. At the center of the group, Annabeth caught sight of a thirty foot tall figure eluding power - even more so than Bob, Hyperion, Krios, and Damasen combined. He was covered head to toe in armor, and held a huge green trident in his right hand. He looked furious, but also somewhat familiar.

    “No.” Hyperion said, in disbelief. "No - you Olympians, you never interfere-"

    "POSEIDON!" Tartarus snarled angrily. The sheer power in the primordial's words threatened to tear Annabeth's body apart.

    “Dad.” Percy croaked. He was lying in a pool of his own blood, with a terrifying amount of injuries and broken bones. Even more blood dripped out of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Poseidon.
    ~~~
    Aka. Poseidon hears his favorite son suffering in the pit and rescues him.