#But anyways. Take care of yourselves guys. The toxic people can be loud but they are just a very vocal (very annoying) minority

[royalarchivist]

Quackity: Oh, it's gonna be so cool to see how this develops. I'm excited, I'm gonna try my best. I'm not the greatest at Minecraft whatsoever, I did nerf Green Team a little bit by accident on the second day. My bad! But, you know, I'm so ready to just grind out and see what we can do, and I just–

I wish everyone saw it with the same amount of, like, kind of enthusiasm. I think all of this and all the development and all the potential arcs, that's going to fcking allow for something absolutely incredible.

And if anyone ends up clipping any of this, something I do want to say is I implore people to view everything with a lot of enthusiasm. No stress, no anxiety, just a lot of enthusiasm. Because, again, this is going to allow for a lot of cool things in the server. Not just now, but in the future, too.

[m143ui]

A MESSAGE TO THE PJO FANDOM

so hello friends on the other side

I understand some of the major concerns regarding characters like piper and the feather and hazels description but when you bring Leo and Reyna into the fucking conversation I have lost all respect.

ANYONE CAN BE ABUSED, ETHNICITY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT

LATINO CHARACTERS

Reyna is not a negative stereotype, she isn't defined by being latina and neither is Leo, he isn't a stereotype simply because he’s latino and was abused. also him being called an elf was because he was short, which had nothing to do with him being latino. also the mamacita comment like y'all hide under the label “progressive” but ignore that mamacita has been a thing in Latin American communities for a fucking while. its not an insult dammit. its something that happens in our communities!!! its like saying muchacho y'all don't see men bitching about that.

also shocker I read the mamacita comment and I can proudly say I didn't go

“RICK YOU RACIST BITCH”

things that actually happen in communities aren't racist

and before any of y'all come at me with the usual you’re white excuse, hello friends im Peruvian and Paraguayan.

I don't think he’s perfect but bitching about characters like Leo which gave many of my Latin American friends hope for similar characters destroys your “listening to minorities” argument

also the lol “hes Mexican taco bad” argument like I live in Mexico we eat tacos like every fucking day. its literally a fact. and Leo isn't just defined as taco man.

believe it or not us latinos respect rick because he gave us role models and characters like us. we don't define a character by one line and instantly call discrimination. like yes a asian character can be snobby it has nothing to do with ethnicity. y'all are making this about ethnicity. an asian character can be anything, just like a white character or a black character or a gay character. people are not simply defined by their labels like ya’ll think. y'all are just a bunch of easily triggered snowflakes that can't live with that. they can be influenced but in the end labels are labels we are all human and should be treated as such.

LGBT REPRESENTATION

another thing Reyna was never officially a lesbian that was YOUR interpretation not riordans. IF HE DIDNT STATE IT , SORRY HONEY IT ISN’T CANON! I don't care about how she was “lesbian coded” if he didn't state it it isn't canon. 

I am so sick, as a lesbian, to see people use ALL QUEER DEATHS as a bury your gay tropes, what happened to seeing us as humans? why can't we be treated like any other character? if we die we die, it isn't always “haha gay evil boom death”. sometimes fully fledged characters have to die friends.

Nico isn't a bad gay character, he’s just a normal character who happens to be gay and has suffered major trauma. HIS TRAUMA WAS CAUSED BY HIS UPBRINGING, Nico isn't a 2000′s character, he’s from the 30′s, so obviously he woudn’t be perfect with his sexuality for gods sake it was the 30′s. the exact same thing happens with hazel, she isn't a modern black woman, she's a 30′s black woman. Nico’s coming out isn't him as a 21st century teen its from the time when the GOVERNMENT KILLED YOU FOR BEING GAY

also saying there are no lesbian characters? like wow look emmie and jo don't exist. Lavinia doesn't exist. poison doesn't exist. thanks fam you really make yourselves look smart here. simply because rick never said the word gay doesn't mean the gay characters don't exist friends. they are just labeled as what gay characters should be labeled as.... human.

LESBOPHOBIA & RACISM

im not educated in muslim or black culture so I won't mention characters like sam and hazel and piper because I respect and I am highly critical of what rick put in his books to describe these specific minorities.

HOWEVER saying rick is a lesbophobe, a homophobe, a racist a sexist cis guy is like do y’all wanna be taken seriously? use arguments don't hide behind words.

rick isn't a perfect writer but y'all really don't know how to criticise, y'all just hide behind big boy words and back it up with no evidence, just opinions.

rick doesn’t have the best minority rep out there but he is damn well trying and I respect that unlike all you fucking idiots.

SHIPS

now onto ships.... yay

frazel: im not gonna censor it like you pussies, believe it or not 13&16 year old relationships exist. they might not always be healthy but they exist. to deny this is to be stupid

solangelo:  another ship that is censored..the main argument I've seen is that it isn't developed and will isn't even a character... he was in last olympian and lost hero not my fault y'all have fish brains. I don't care if you dislike it but don't be like “ANYONE WHO SHIPS THIS IS AN ABUSIVE WHORE��� like wow you always preach about accepting all ships and then throw this? also if you hate solangelo because of the “abuse” but ship percico like hi friends Nico is 4 years younger than Percy.. if y'all hate frazel because of the 3 year age difference y'all should hate this too.

CONCLUSIONS AND SHIT

not every character minority or otherwise is gonna be the way you want them to be, believe it or not any character can be anything, black characters can be loud, white characters can be loud. if they're only loud because “haha black” then THATS an issue not the simple existence of a loud black woman who has a loud personality.

y'all be here bitching about drew and I've never heard the asian perspective of this? just a bunch of black and white people telling asians they should be offended. was that just an uno reverse?

also last point stereotypes aren't always a negative thing and y'all need to get that in your heads.

anyway stay mad hoes <3

from a sane Peruvian <3

EDIT

I saw this beauty and had to comment on it

“having LGBT characters experience abuse and violence. nicos forceful outing rubs me the wrong way, especially because hes called a coward for being in the closet. its violent and kind of disturbing to make your gay character come out of the closet by force. maybe write better. additionally, alex's abusive father and subsequent homelessness because of her being trans is badly written.”

oh noooo gay characters can't deal with homophobia anymore ! like I can tell you have never been punched for being gay. is it bad to showcase how trans and gay ppl are 40% of homeless youth? or is even mentioning that discrimination? believe it or not some of us live in countries where people try to kill us. you have an advantage and it shows. about the coward thing... 

was FUCKING CUPID A GOOD CHARACTER? NO? I REST MY CASE. CUPID IS NOT SEEN AS A GOOD PERSON THEREFORE HE IS NOT A GOOD PERSON GET THAT IN YOUR THICK SKULLS.

 YOU HEARD IT HERE FOLKS LGBT FOLKS DONT GET FORCED OUT OF THE CLOSET 

#NEVER HAPPENS IN REALITY. 

JUST BECAUSE YOU WERENT FORCED OUT OF THE CLOSET DOESNT MEAN OTHER PEOPLE HAVE THAT SAME LUXURY. 

maybe stop spewing bullshit <3

(so I get that this scene can remind people of being outed and it can hurt them however this scene was never intended to be a good thing it literally says Nico is scared of facing his emotions)

EDIT NUMBER 2

oh boy rick really pissed off the snowflakes that I share a fandom with

“give Nico to the gays” no? he would be a femboy and they would yeet his trauma like ssrsly?

also hate rick? bitch no one is forcing you to read his tweets.

death of the author is such a toxic thing like the mans is alive boo he aint going nowhere..like What the fuck 

EDIT NUMBER 3

anyway final thoughts on this :

nico insn’t Uwu gay and its an insult to his character

Reyna is not a lesbian canonically (neither is Thalia)

Leo and Reyna are not racist

none of ricks characters are  written as insults to their communities

and if I see one more “but ....phobia/ ...ism I will do very illegal things

peace lol

RICK RIORDAN UPDATE:

congratulations rick antis! you have successfully harassed a  56 year old man into leaving social media! wow so progressive!!!! this totally won't backfire or anything!!!

all jokes aside all of you who harassed rick to the point of someone else taking over his social media should feel ashamed

[everydayfighter-blog]

For my and yours better understanding

If you don’t want to read the harsh truth of my life story and what my mind goes through on my periods of depression, or whatever it is I have, I suggest you save yourself some pain and confusion and stop reading right now. My name is Laura, and I’m 21 years old, though it seems like I’ve been alive and fucked over by life a million times and I feel 45 and worthless sometimes. Other times I feel extremely happy, but not a normal happy, it’s more like a “high”, and i’m waiting for life to somehow manage to drop me to my lowest. I found something that described me. It read; “ When I'm down I get real down, when I’m high I don’t come down” which is really meaningful for me, but probably means nothing to you, whoever I decide it’s worthy of reading what’s inside this mind of mine. I know what the people that truly care about me want for me. I know I'm tough to handle, and not the ideal daughter/sister/friend/girlfriend/fuckdoll call it what you want. I don't have goals, I don’t know what I want, and I don’t know who I am. Then again, I think that’s pretty reasonable for the girl that got stripped out of her sense of choice when she was 16 and drugged and drunk at a party, raped by a classmate who probably doesn’t even know he committed rape. After that, I kind of lost sense of direction, and everything before that got blurred out. My years where I was supposed to get to know myself and figure out what I wanted were fucked because someone decided my body and my soul and my existence was theirs to take. I thought I could manage it, you know. This stuff happens, and at the time, I didn’t know I was raped. I didn’t know the meaning, the laws, I didn’t understand CONSENT cause I was just a girl not ready to give it. I dropped school, finished at home, then got into a toxic relationship where I would have ended up beaten if I would not have left. So I decided to move on, go to college, alone and afraid, but I had people that had my back. I started a program I thought I might like, cause truth being said, I had no fucking idea what I wanted to do cause I didn’t get to make that decision like a normal teenager. Anyways, two years down the road, at the age of 18 I decided to go with my cousin to an apartment. Little did I know, that two years later, two years of studying social work and learning enough about the law and doing my own research on my previous experience, another guy, was going to make the same decision to take my “no’s” my “please stop” my “I don’t want this” my fucking tears and just shut me the fuck up and decide his penis could be put wherever the fuck he pleased, cause I was there. You see, I became a statistic, and somewhere along the road, I became the helpless victim. Mom, Dad I know reading this would hurt you guys the most. You know it happened, you must have played a thousand scenarios, but nothing compares to being there. I remember looking into his green eyes, it was like staring at nothing, they were empty. He said he had always wanted to “do that”, so I guess he was born a rapist and I was his first project. I had a bottle of beer next to me, which I thought about grabbing and smashing on to his head, but I was afraid that he would fight back and kill me, or that I wouldn’t stop hitting him, and kill him. When I think about it, there are days where I hope he would have, you know, killed me, So I wouldn’t have to drag this around and drag you guys and all the people I care about with me. Having family there, my cousin, Angela, and me texting her and she not coming to me broke me even more. When she told me not to tell anyone, not to go to the police, not to go to the hospital because she would get in trouble for lying, it broke me more. I have been broken, over and over and over, and that’s all I’ve known since I was 16. So I started breaking myself. I have not, and I’m afraid I’ll never develop a normal relationship, with anyone ever. I learned when I studied social work that your teenage years is when you really get in touch with yourself and start learning who you are and what you like/want. I never got that. I didn’t get to be a teenager. I got to be the broken girl who found relieve and an out on alcohol. Lucky, lucky you should call yourselves that I’m still here, writing this letter, so that you guys can understand why one day I’m energetic and laughing and positive; and others I’m angry, negative, behind closed doors. My fits of rage, they scare me. I’m afraid I will hurt someone badly one day, and there would be no coming back. I want revenge, I seek vengeance, I want to make all the people that hurt me suffer, and I want them to feel unsafe for the rest of their lives. But they all got lives. They aren’t broken. They aren’t writing letters at 3:42am to explain just a tiny bit of what’s on their minds. They are out there, enjoying life. Having family dinners and hangouts with friends. Going to school and living like December 16, 2011 and March 16, 2014 never existed, like it was erased from their memories. I’ve heard the line “you are so strong” so much, that if someone says it again I might just punch them. I am not strong. Strong would have been going to the police, Strong would have been fighting so no other girl had to suffer at the hands of my rapists, strong would have been punching my cousin in the face, and exposing her for the fake ass bitch she is, strong would have been fighting with every last breath I had even though the only thing running through my mind on march the 16th every time he got up and went to the kitchen was “he’s grabbing a knife and killing me”. Now I’m just filled with a bunch of nothing. I don’t feel happy or sad. I just feel empty. If there’s an emotion I would say hasn’t left my body, it’s always present, just not always showing, it’s anger. This insatiable anger that doesn’t leave, it’s just there, waiting for that one day, where I can not take it anymore and I explode. I’m just a ticking time bomb, wishing I don't explode on the wrong person or at the wrong time.

I ask myself where I wanna be in a couple of years:

I want to have my own place, a small little house or apartment, with a dog of course. I don’t dream big... I don’t envision myself graduating with a diploma on hand and a wife or a husband. Maybe I’ll have a partner, who knows, but it’s not what I envision for myself, but hey, life has been one hell of a roller coaster for me so it’s really hard to surprise me these days. Most people want this big ass house and be the perfect couple with the white picket fence and three kids they can’t afford and the dog. Me, I’ll just be fine with the dog. I close my eyes and I want peace. I don’t want to feel anger or emptiness, I want the number 16 to just be a number. I want to come home from work, wherever life takes me and whatever my career ends up being and I want to blast my music, and sit on my couch with a waging tail. I want to pick up the phone and call you, whoever is reading this, not because I have a panic attack I can’t control, not because I have an anxiety attack that’s taking away my breath, not cause my anger is so strong I’m afraid I’ll do something so stupid I’ll end up locked up and not being able to see ya’ll again. I want to pick up the phone to tell you how much I missed you, and how much I love you, and how much I appreciate every thing you’ve done for me. I want to pick up the phone and thank for hearing the voice of someone who walked with me through my darkest moments, scariest paths in my life, and managed to still love me, the broken me, until I made myself whole again, even though there will always be some cracks and some bad days. I want simplicity, I want to enjoy small things like my favorite songs playing too loud and bad Chinese food I order cause I was to tired to cook and just wanted to watch Netflix.

I hope, that before those couple of years come, there’s still a part of me that remains pure and untouched, and I hope that the side of me that still has a small glimmer of hope wins against the big almost whole part of me that became dark and broken.

-Laura Gonzalez