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The Trojan War from Above

genre: i have no idea LMAO, oneshot ig?

description: Percy, Thalia and Nico ascend to Olympus to seek help from the gods for Percy's Trojan War project.

notes: hera reconciled with the demigods after TOA so they're cool now, most of the gods are pretty much casual with the saviors of olympus, post-TOA

warnings: none i can see, but lmk if you catch something via asks or dms!

word count: 1,157

"Professor Paulin assigned us a project, and we need your help."

Percy's voice boomed all across the throne room, while the Olympians -- except for Zeus, which was momentarily replaced by the Zeus Rock™ that was sitting on the King of Heaven's throne in the center of the room.

"Um, ok?"

"Son, what kind of help do you mean-"

"Anything to help Sally Jackson the Great's son!"

"It feels rather gratifying that you approach us - and I mean me, of course - rather than my daughter-"

"Well, unless you've come to do a project on agriculture, I'm afraid I can't-"

"Hard pass, Peter Johnson."

"Ugh, is it that puny punk who saved us from being dethroned again? I swear he's here every week for dinner-"

"Oh my, it's the male lead of the most romantic story of all time!"

"You're exaggerating again, Ditey."

"Am not!"

"Well, this should be interesting."

"Oh, it's that kid who set off my alarms in that god-awful amusement park - get it, god-awful? 'Cause we're gods?"

"Hello, hero."

"Hi, Aunt Hera." Percy glanced back at his friends for support. Thalia gave him a thumbs up while Nico simply shrugged. Somehow that simple movement expressed sorry man you're on your own. "Um, so we -- I mean I -- have to retell the Trojan War in my words. Except I don't really have enough concrete evidence to completely retell the story, so I was hoping you could...um...supply the missing and perhaps the blurrier parts?"

"You'd think I blessed Homer enough to accurately narrate that war, but noooo he just had to skip the start. Ugh." Apollo complained, holding the back of his hand to his forehead, then sat up abruptly. "Actually, you'd think the Greeks were living in peace, but noooo you vain goddesses just had to fight over your looks. Double ugh."

"As if you're not vain, Apollo!" Aphrodite protested, her fist clenched on the armrest of her throne.

"Yeah, but that was before I became Lester. And please, if we're not in a formal situation do call me Lester. Now can we make this quick, I have to visit Aeithales later."

"Can we please return to the situation at hand? My son is in dire need of our help!" Poseidon redirected the counsel's attention to Percy, who felt increasingly small as 11 pairs of eyes turned to him once more, 12 if you include the sunglasses his dad had put on the Zeus Rock™.

"Okay, so, uh I've got notebooks here and stuff, if you could just write down what you know-"

"Um, Percy? One teensy little problem?" Thalia tapped her friend and cousin's shoulder lightly. When Percy turned to her, she said, "New Rome U needs you to cite a source. I know NRU is pretty lax about the gods and whatever, but Prof Paul is mortal. He's not just sweep this under the carpet if your paper says 'source: Olympian Gods'."

Everyone's shoulders slumped as they took this in consideration. Even the Zeus Rock™ seemed to slip slightly lower on its throne.

"I have a solution to that." Athena announced, and everyone let out a sigh of relief. From thin air, she summoned a leather-bound book. The cover was branded and gold-leafed with The Trojan War from Above by Athena Chase, PhD, EdD, EngD, DProf, DArch, ThD, DDiv, ScD, LitD. "If everyone here could just lend me their memories about that war -- and no, Apollo, I'm not asking you to give up your memories, I'm asking you to share, which you should be familiar with now." She shot down her brother, who was starting to raise his hand.

For a few beats the entire throne room was silent, which was probably the quietest it had been since the completion of the dodecatheon. Even Bessie the Ophiotaurus kept to himself, though he usually mooed, hence the very rare silence of the Olympian throne room.

"Alright, here it is. Godly knowledge about the Trojan War condensed in a portable book. Pretty hefty, huh?"

"Um, Theney, wouldn't it be...unwise to share such knowledge with mortals? We're revealing secrets here. Doesn't that go against everything you stand for?" Ares huffed. "Besides, I should be the one offering this to you, punk. I'm the god of war, after all."

"I'm a god of war too! And besides, as long as none of you included your personal comments, it should be fine. You didn't include any right? Right?"

Silence. Again.

The three demigod were having a silent conversation using sign language -- a habit they picked up from Hearthstone, one of Annabeth's cousin Magnus's friends. The were huddled closely to each other, so that the gods couldn't see their hands.

Am I seeing right? Is that Chase on the cover? Nico signed, his eyes bewildered.

I think so. I see it too. Thalia replied.

Should we let Annabeth know? Percy asked, his teeth clenched. I mean, she's always wanted this. A complete family. She... Percy faltered. I saw it when we passed by the sirens, years ago. This could either make or break her day, maybe even her life.

Annabeth's not that dumb, Percy. Thalia scoffed as she signed.

Yeah but- Percy's sign was cut short by Athena's voice.

"Normally I would request to redo this, but it's getting late and we all have plans. Here you go, Perseus. I ask you to be careful, this book can very well start another war if it's in the wrong hands." The book flew towards the demigods' general direction, and Percy leaped to catch it.

"Uh, thank you, my lady. I'll uh, make you guys proud and get a good score on this project! Please send my regards to Grammy." Percy bowed along with Thalia and Nico. They were about to leave when Apollo shrank down to human size, simultaneously transforming his toga to jeans and a t-shirt, and patted Percy on the back.

"I'll go with you guys, I'm going to Meg's." He pulled a pair of glasses from his pocket and handed them to Percy. The frames were gold and engraved with literary and solar symbols. "This should help with reading your book. If you're ever in need of help to express yourself in this project, hit me up. God of literature at your service! Just don't call when I'm with Meg, alright?"

Percy hadn't even considered his dyslexia. He accepted the glasses with a thankful smile and said, "Uh, thanks LA." I probably won't need -- or want -- your help anyway, he added inwardly.

"No prob."

"Oh, what's this?" Annabeth picked up a book from Percy's shelf. She had never seen this book before, and it seemed expensive, what with the leather cover and gold embossing.

The Trojan War from Above by Athena Chase, PhD, EdD, EngD, DProf, DArch, ThD, DDiv, ScD, LitD

Annabeth only knew one person -- well, not exactly a person -- with those doctorates.

"Mom," she whispered.

sources: Zeus Rock™ HC, Percy calling Rhea Grammy HC and Trojan War project HC from @caffeinatedflumadiddlebutpjo; i saw an HC where Percy asks how to cite The Olympians as a veritable source but i'm not sure if it's from caffeinatedflumadiddlebutpjo as well but if you know where it's from please let me know i beg you; pretty yellow dividers from @skylightlantern

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happier

Pairing: Jisung x fem!reader, Felix x fem!reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: heartbreak (?), it’s kinda sad guys, um i think that’s it

Word count: 785

A/N: Um here’s my first fic for this blog i guess? uH idrk how i came across this idea, i didn’t even want my first fic to be sad LMAO but well here it is, hope you like it :D

Now Playing: happier by Olivia Rodrigo

We broke up a month ago Your friends aren't mine, you know, I know You've moved on, found someone new One more girl who brings out the better in you

Jisung walked past the shops he and you used to enter to have dates. He smiled bitterly at the thought.  You were in his head more often these days than you were when you two were still together. Maybe that was the reason you left.

And I thought my heart was attached For all the sunlight of our past But she's so sweet, she's so pretty Does she mean you forgot about me?

He was about to purchase warm buns from the vendor when his gaze drifted to Madame Im’s thrift store. He saw you.

You were with Felix Lee, the nice boy in your Physics class who always gave you brownies. Your eyes sparkled the way they used to when you were dating. He remembered when you would look at him like that.

As if you were looking at the person you loved the most.

Oh, I hope you're happy, but not like how you were with me I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go So find someone great but don't find no one better I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

It had only been a month, but you were already with someone new. Did you forget about him that easily? How fortunate for you.

Jisung watched as you clung to Felix’s arm tightly, as if you never wanted to let go. Did you ever hold on to him like that? At some point in your relationship, maybe. But you decided to let go of him in the end. Did you realize that he wasn’t worth fighting for anymore? That your relationship wasn’t worth fighting for?

If so, when? When did you realize that he wasn’t worth your time, your attention, your love? Was it when he started to become distant, when he slowly drifted away, when he started taking you for granted? When he was so sure that when he called, you would come at a moment’s notice?

He had gotten so used to you, your warm smiles, your soft caresses that put him at peace. Why did he expect you to save him every time? He certainly didn’t do the same for you. When that brat Sohee bullied you, spat out hurtful words that you deserved? Where was he when that happened?

He was in the empty English classroom just a couple feet from the commotion with his friends, defeating the boss level on some pointless game. He remembered seeing your dull eyes, the way your quiet voice whispered after class.

“I wish you were there.”

You didn’t talk to him for over two weeks. But did he mind? No, he supposed not. In fact, he was relieved that he didn’t have to be ‘responsible’ for a change. He didn’t have to take you to your morning classes or sit with you at lunch. He felt free.

Looking back on it, Jisung was disgusted at himself.

Did that Jisung from three months ago aware that he didn’t make you happy anymore? Did that Jisung realize how much he had hurt you that day and the days that followed, up until the day you broke up?

No, he supposed not.

With a bitter smile, he observed you and Felix messing around in Madame Im’s as the old shopkeeper shook her head in amusement. There was no denying now. You looked so happy. Your smile was as wide as the day Jisung asked you to be his girlfriend. No – wider.

An ugly, dark feeling wrapped his heart as he clenched his fists. Sure, you were happy. Felix made you happy. But did Jisung make you happier?

Did he wish he made you happier?

He did, but there was nothing left now. Jisung knew it was selfish, that you deserved to be happier with Felix. That didn’t mean Jisung wanted you to be happier with Felix, not at all. But as he observed Felix pepper your face with kisses – something he never got to do – he came to the conclusion that he didn’t deserve you.

You pulled away from Felix and your gaze landed on the window. He hastily finished his transaction with the bun vendor and walked away.

Away from you, away from what could have been.

As he munched on his toasty bun, he pulled out his phone and scrolled through his contacts until he found what he was looking for.

To: Felix from Y/N’s Phys

Take care of her, okay?

He made a mental reminder to change Felix’s contact ID later on.

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an au prompt i came up with lol

WANTED BY THE MIROHAN GOVERNMENT

Felix Lee, also known as 이용복, is on the hunt for associating with Samuel Hwang Hudson, known as 황현진, who is a close partner of Sky Kim (김승민), who is charged for creating the alternate universes that have destroyed the world we know. His biggest contribution to The Chaos seems to be unlocking the gateway between Miroh and the second universe, which has been dubbed the ‘Yellow Wood’. Unless Lee has been taken by the authorities the gateway between Miroh and Yellow Wood shall remain unlocked and may injure or even kill any individual who dares to come close. 

Bob Yang, known as 양정인, is wanted for withholding information from the District Police. It seems as if Yang has been aware of Kim's movements and kept this information within Kim's associates, instead of taking action to prevent The Chaos. Bob Yang has been reported to be flitting in and out of Miroh, seemingly entering the Yellow Wood several times, according to eyewitnesses. In addition, he has aided several young men to reach the Yellow Wood. This matter is being investigated thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned.

If you have any information about Lee and Yang, please contact Christopher Bang at +1 032 5184 419. Individuals who are found to withhold information shall be imprisoned for up to twenty-five (25) months.

i came up with this when me and my friends were discussing skz theories skskksks im gonna make an au about it

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