Amplify BIPOC voices ✊🏻✊🏼✊🏽✊🏾✊🏿
Where Reyna works in a coffe shop, and meets Thalia.
It was a hot day of summer, Reyna was sweating, standing in the cashier, fanning herself, looking at the empty café, the little place was hot, only a little window, small and impossible to open, the AC was broken, and won’t work for another week.
Thankfully, the day was to hot to go out, no dealing with rude clients.
The door opened, Reyna smiled, seeing her best friend walking in, Jason waved at her place, coming closer to the cashier.
“How’s it going?”
“Hot as hell, but no costumers.” Reyna sighed, looking at the empty tips jar.
“Same as always, for Piper and Leo too, they are in Leo the repair shop.”
“Lucky them,” muttered Reyna “Their AC is working.”
“I could bring some fans; Leo could build a small one.”
Reyna waved her hand, resting importance to the matter, making the beverage for her friends.
The door opened again, a bunch of girls walked in, loudly, the sat on the tables, one of them walking towards the cashier, all of them wore a leather jacket, Reyna catch the back of one of them, a half moon, with an arrow and a bow, were printed on it, the Huntress of Artemis, a gang of girls whom rode the country in motorcycles.
“Hey, Baby boy, could you move? I want to see the menu.”
The girl taking was tall, with short spiky black hair, a lot of piercings on her face, no make-up, something in her face looked familiar.
“I’m not a baby, Thalia.”
Reyna raised her eyebrows, dropping her eyelids, sending an accusing glare at Jason.
“I hope he’s not bothering you, I’m his sister, Thalia.”
“Don’t worry, he is a good guy, I’m Reyna.”
“I know, he loves to talk about you.”
One of the girls yelled, asking Thalia to stop flirting, Reyna blushed, finishing the order of Jason, ignoring the smile of Jason, full of mockery.
“I’m not flirting.” Thalia yelled back “But if you’re free this afternoon I could do it.” She added, winking at Reyna.
“She is free at six,” said Jason, while taking his order and going out.
“Do you want to go out on a date?” asked Thalia.
“If you’re not busy…”
“For a pretty girl, never”
@pjofemslashweek
me too but also we all know that the representation of the characters of color in the books are pretty……how to say, shit? so for each character, I’ve listed out a bunch of recommendations. there are a couple of characters that have a varied list of recommendations due to how vague rick made his characters. for example, while piper is Cherokee and hazel is Louisiana Creole, there are also recommendations outside of that. POC are not interchangeable btw, rr is just rly vague with descs lmao.
If you have any recommendations that are not included in this list, do not hesitate to reach out! I’m happy to make edits for each character and while, I made this list with my trusted sources, i still make mistakes!! a part 2 can always happen so if u don’t see ur favs…do not worry lol
All my recommendations are a collection of middle grade, young adult, adult sff/fantasy, and adult romance!
Leo Valdez
Gods of Jade and Shadow by Silvia Molrena-Garcia
When the Moon Was Ours by Anna-Marie McLemore
A Dash of Trouble by Anna Meriano
The New David Espinoza by Fred Acevas
Frank Zhang
The Epic Crush of Genie Lo by F.C. Yee
Want by Cindy Pon (Taiwanese)
The Dragon Warrior by Katie Zhao
Jade City by Fonda Lee
Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano
Dealing in Dreams by Lilliam Rivera
With the Fire On High by Elizabeth Acevado
Five Midnights by Ann Dávila Cardinal
Juliet Takes a Breath by Gabby Rivera
Tigers, Not Daughters by Samantha Mabry
Piper Mclean
I Can Make This Promise by Christine Day (Upper Skagit Tribe)
Pemmican Wars by Katherena Vermette (Métis)
Trail of Lightning by Rebecca Roanhorse (Navajo)
We Are Grateful * OTSALIHELIGA * by Traci Sorell (A Cherokee Picture Book)
Mary and The Trail of Tears by Andrea Rogers (Cherokee)
Hazel Levesque
A Song of Wraiths and Ruin by Roseanne A. Brown (Western African)
A Song Below Water by Bethany C Morrow
Pride by Ibi Zoboi (Haitian/Dominican)
American Street by Ibi Zoboi (Haitian)
Ninth Ward by Jewel Parker Rhodes
Ethan Nakamura and Drew Tanaka
I Love You So Mochi by Sarah Kuhn
Seven Deadly Shadows by Courtney Alameda and Valynne E. Maetani
The Mermaid, the Witch, and the Sea by Maggie Tokuda-Hall
Empress of All Seasons by Emiko Jean
Kojiki by Keith Yatsuhashi
This Light Between Us by Andrew Fukuda
Charles Beckendorf
How to Be Remy Cameron by Julian Winters
Opposite of Always by Justin A. Reynolds
Jackpot by Nic Stone
Not So Pure and Simple by Lamar Giles
sadie kane sketch
happy 22nd birthday to my aries queen!
The first time Annabeth saw Rachel she was angry, and a little jealous; she and Percy were going to the movies, and then to the camp, have a nice summer and avoid getting killed by the titans, the last summer before Percy turned sixteen, but the pretty annoying girl was asking about the empousai, and yes, Annabeth was a little airheaded around mortals, but nobody can blame her, right? She was half god, she knew the truth about the world, the knowledge is power and she was really powerful.
Leading the quest was cool, at the beginning, years wanting a quest, and now, she was the leader, the Oracle gave her a prophecy, she was going to Dedalus’ maze, all was promising, but the labyrinth tricked her, and it was really terrifying to be in the dark, not really knowing were she was leading her friends.
In the Mt. Saint Helens, seeing at Percy eyes, she knew he would rather die than let she get hurt, in that moment, Annabeth understood she loved him, he was her best friend, and living in a world without Percy was terrifying that kind of world would kill her, afraid, she kissed him and ran away, following the spider, falling on her knees, thanks to the explosion, crying, entering Hephaestus’ forge, the god pitying her, giving the spider the order to take her to the camp.
Dirty and bloody, Annabeth emerged from the ground, crying, shaking, Quiron and Clarisse running at her place, the old centaur hugging her, carrying Annabeth to the infirmary, and hour later she calmed down, but, when an Apollo kid asked about Percy she started again.
·The first week she laid on her bed, in Athena’s cabin, listening to the whispers of her siblings, everybody thought Percy and Annabeth were the endgame, she was conscious about the running bets, when they were going to date, who will take the first step, she even thought they will end together, but, even if Percy was alive, she wasn’t really sure about them being a couple, she feel ashamed to dislike the kiss, it felt silly to think about a kiss, her best friend could be death, the fate of Olympus could be on Nico’s hand, and the boy was listening to Minos, she was smarter than a silly girl, head full of boys, she had to fulfil the mission, her love life wasn’t important.
Annabeth’s skin was aching, she felt uncomfortable near Rachel, her hair was beautiful, shiny, her skin looked healthy and soft, she was delicate, prettier than Annabeth, with her muscular arms, thanks to the training, messy hair and scarred body, her hands were soft, small, short nails, painted, Annabeth discovered, holding her hand while Percy fought, the girl shacking, the need to calm her destabilizing Annabeth.
Her voice was sweet, high pitched, like a bird song, listening her speak was good, and finding common interest, stopped the antics of Annabeth, her green eyes shining while she talked.
After the battle, Annabeth kept thinking on Rachel, maybe was a coping mechanism, better wonder about the mortal girl than all her comrades deaths, the camp, now actually conscious about the war, was less funny and summery, grim, and she wasn’t going to talk to Percy, the things really awkward after Mt. Saint Helens, they just stay at the docks, sitting in silence.
Sending letters was a tradition for Percy and Annabeth, most of them wrote in ancient Greek, the fourth letter came with photos, a second letter, from Rachel, explaining something about an exposition, models of buildings around the globe.
It became their thing, Annabeth and Rachel were pen pals, sending letters weekly, and it was really refreshing, talking to someone normal, no friendly demigods or satyrs on her school, she freely writing about the annoying monsters, the worries of school and her average live, Rachel rambling about artists she found, her father pushing her, it was really good to have a friend outside camp.
In the winter, Annabeth went to camp, and she take a day out to be with Rachel, their conversations felling warmer than the letters, the girl looking pretty all blushed, thanks to the cold, her body warm, when she hugged to say good bye, goose bumps shaking Annabeth, feeling really good on Rachel’s arms.
For the gods sake, she was in the middle of the war, she was stabbed and poisoned, and, while Percy told her about his weak point, she was thinking about Rachel, wondering if she was in the city, sleeping in the street, looking at Percy worried face, Annabeth loved Percy, her best friend, but she didn’t love him like a boyfriend, “I think I like Rachel” she admitted, “I think she likes you too” was the answer of Percy.
When Rachel’s helicopter fell from the sky, Annabeth’s instincts took the control, flying on the pegasi, maneuvered the machine and hugged Rachel, she wanted so bad to kiss her, felling terrified about the idea of losing her, she does, a little smooch on her lips, angry hot tears falling from her eyes, holding the girl.
Annabeth is holding the seahorse neck tight, worried about Rachel, wondering about the girl, Peleo, the dragon, could kill her, or she could fall on the forest, killed by the monsters, her hearth bumping on her ears, when they are on the Big House she understands, thinking about the prophecy, maybe it wasn’t about Luke or Percy, not about losing them, the love she is losing is Rachel’s.
@pjofemslashweek
Genuinely curious so rb with your fav Ghibli movie, Disney Princess™️ movie, non Princess Disney movie, and none Disney animated film 👀📝
“the siren song” by nina maclaughlin
“out there: on not finishing” by devin kelly
“illuminating kirinyaga: meaing and knowing in mount kenya’s forests” by tristan mcconnell
“on the igbo art of storytelling” by ikechukwu ogbu
“poetry fills tehran streets as iranians adapt nowruz rituals to corona restrictions” by alex shams
“writing emails to my late father” by krista stevens
“panic is worse than pain: how fiction failed me after trauma” by jenn ashworth
*softly* good for him...
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