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Salut! My name is Abby and I'm a 14 year old who already doesn't have a life. I was born a week too late to technically be a '90s' kid. I am part of the Phandom, I'm a Potterhead, Whovian, Demigod, Disney lover, Oncer, Tribute, sheerio, hunter, sherlockian and yeah. Allons-y!
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This Is Abby

Seven halfbloods shall answer the call

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is eight years old, she’s got pink cheeks that her grandmother calls chubby. She wants a second cookie but her aunt says “you’ll get huge if you keep eating.” She wants a dress and the woman in the changing room says “she’ll probably need a large in that.” She wants to have dessert and her waiter says “After all that dinner you just had? You must be really hungry!” and her parents laugh.

is eleven and she is picked second-to-last in gym class. She watches a cartoon and sees that everyone who is annoying is drawn with a big wide body, all sweaty and panting. At night she dreams she is swelling like the ocean over seabeds. When she wakes up, she skips school.

is thirteen and her friends are stick-thin ballerinas with valleys between their hipbones. She is instead developing the wide curves of her mother. She says she is thick but her friends argue that she’s “muscular” and for some reason this hurts worse than just admitting that she jiggles when she walks and she’ll never be a dancer. Eating seconds of anything feels like she’s breaking some unspoken rule. The word “indulgent” starts to go along with “food.”

is fourteen and she has stopped drinking soda and juice because they bloat you. She always takes the stairs. She fidgets when she has to sit still. Whenever she goes out for ice cream, she leaves half at the bottom - but someone else always leaves more and she feels like she’s falling. She pretends to like salad more than she does. She feels eyes burrowing through her body while she eats lunch. Kate Moss tells her nothing tastes as good as skinny feels, but she just feels like she is wilting.

is fifteen the first time her father says “you’re getting gaunt.” She rolls her eyes. She eats one meal a day but thinks she stays the same size. Every time she picks up a brownie she thinks of the people she sees on t.v. and every time she has cake, she thinks of the one million magazine articles on restricting calories. She used to have no idea a flat stomach was supposed to be beautiful until she saw advice on how to achieve it. She cuts back on everything. She controls. They tell her she’s getting too thin but she doesn’t believe it.

is sixteen and tearing herself into shreds in order for a thigh gap big enough to hush the screams in her head. She doesn’t “indulge,” ever. She can’t go out with friends, they expect her to eat. She damns her sweet tooth directly to hell. It’s coffee for breakfast and tea for lunch and if there’s dance that evening, two cups of water and then maybe an apple. She lies all the time until she thinks the words will rot her teeth. She dreams about food when she sleeps. Her aunt begs her to eat anything, even just a small cookie. They say, “One bite won’t make you fat, will it, darling?”

is seventeen and too sick to go to prom because she can’t stand up for very long. She thinks she wouldn’t look good in a dress anyway. Her nails are blue and not because they are painted. Her hair is too thin to do anything with. She’s tired all the time and always distracted. She once absently mentions the caloric value of grapes to the boy she is with and he looks at her like she’s gone insane and in that moment she realizes most people don’t have numbers constantly scrolling in their heads. She swallows hard and tries to figure out where it all went wrong, why more than a granola bar for a meal makes her feel sick, why she tastes disease and courts with death. She misses sleep. She misses being able to dream. She misses being herself instead of just being empty.

is twenty and writes poetry and is a healthy weight and still fights down the voices every single day. She puts food in her mouth and sometimes cries about it but more and more often feels good, feels balanced. Her cheeks are pink and they are chubby and soft and no longer growing slight fur. Her hair is long and it is beautiful. She still picks herself apart in the mirror, but she’s starting to get better about it. She wears the dress she likes even if it only fits her in a large and she doesn’t feel like a failure for it. She is falling in love with the fat on her hips.

She is eating out with friends and not worrying about finding the lowest calorie item on the menu when she hears a mother tell her four year old daughter “You can’t have ice cream, we just had dinner.
You don’t want to end up as a fat little girl.”

Why do we constantly do this to our children? /// r.i.d (via icalled12times)
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Seven half-bloods shall answer the call.

To storm or fire, the world must fall.

An oath to keep with a final breath,

And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death.

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I'll be around long after I die."

Mentions of Luke within The Heroes of Olympus [x]

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My cover piece for the PJO Fanzine! I got allocated Juniper… I’ve never drawn her before so this was a nice challenge. I’m so excited to see this come together, hehe…

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I had this mental picture of Nico summoning ink-like shadows and disappearing  into them, so I made this really short animation to give it a try ! 

The shadows were created from this free footage . The video is web compressed so the quality isn’t so good, sorry about that. 

I guess one could say I’m slightly Nico-obsessed at the moment ;P
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"You mean the Greek gods are here? America?"
 "Well, certainly. The gods move with the heart of the West."

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We’re staying together. You’re not getting away from me. Never again.”

As long as we’re together.”

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Nico and his crow companion

since Nico has a death aura that scares animals away, I imagined that one day his aura attracted a crow, so they just started hanging out and shadow travelling everywhere together as best buddies :’)

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I figured I would post this to tumblr, I did this about a month ago, Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase! I love these two and I put a lot of work into this piece! I hope you enjoy it!!!! Ψ

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"Humor was a good way to hide the pain" [art]
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Chalk Lessons

So i drew a thing. The two curly haired artists. So in this Hazel missed drawing and Rachel offered to teach her more in-depth techniques in her cave so they used chalk on the floor and well, after a while the teaching got boring so they started messing around. Don’t read anything into that though. :)

[MoMA is Museum of Modern Art. Battle of the Labyrinth mentioned she wore a tshirt from there. ][in chalk, from L to R is Reyna, Festus, Percy, and a dracaena]

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Given how biased I am towards artistic characters I’m surprised I hardly ever draw Rachel Dare…

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Alexandra Daddario featured in Imagine Dragon’s video “Radioactive” (2012)

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