To My Fellow Usamericans….in Light Of The Supreme Court Overturning Roe V Wade, Well Known Organizations

to my fellow usamericans….in light of the supreme court overturning roe v wade, well known organizations like planned parenthood dont need your money right now - they have plenty - if you’re going to donate, donate to your local or state abortion funds

Just Practice - Chapter 4

sorry it took so long to update! there’s an explanation of what was going on at ao3 for those who are interested. i really appreciate everyone who reblogs - i read all your tags so please keep leaving your thoughts it’s what keeps me motivated to keep writing!

big thank you to @bipercabeth for offering her input on a section in this chapter that was giving me a lot of trouble - i truly appreciate it!

here’s the ao3 link for those who are interested

By the last week of September, all traces of summer were well and truly gone. There was a crispness to the air that Annabeth knew would soon turn into a biting chill, the kind that seeped into your fingers. With the end of September came the start of the new swim season and the very first meet of the season. Annabeth drummed her fingers against the wheel of her father’s old Subaru Forester, glaring at the stop light which had been resolutely red for the past five minutes. The meet was due to start in three minutes, but she was still ten minutes away from where it was being held.

Annabeth cast another baleful glare the traffic light’s way and stole a sip of lukewarm coffee from her thermos just as the light turned green. The Subaru groaned as she hit the accelerator hard and lurched forward so abruptly that her father’s briefcase fell from its spot in the backseat. She arrived seven minutes late and rushed inside, following the sterile scent of chlorine towards the pool, hoping desperately Percy’s heat hadn’t started yet. There was a heat already underway when she finally got to the pool, which made her heart sink before she noticed Sally and Estelle waving to her from the bleachers. Annabeth made her way over to them, half-jogging, and took her seat next to Sally.

“We saved you a spot, Annabeth!” Estelle said brightly.

“Thanks, guppy,” Annabeth said breathlessly. “I’m not too late, right?”

“No, you’re fine, honey. Percy’s heat still won’t be for a while,” Sally said. “It’s good to see you! It’s been far too long.”

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njkhis

5 years ago

This is the declassified whistleblower complaint.

It's only 9 pages. You have time (and if you're American, a responsibility) to read this.

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njkhis

4 years ago

I just wanted to say I absolutely love your Mob AU! Legit my favorite fanfiction ever. I was wondering if you were planning to write about how Annabeth and Beckendorf’s mothers met? I just think you created a very cool dynamic with those two and would love to know more 👁👁

thank you so much for sending this!!! your message gave me just the right amount of writer’s high and for that I am grateful lol this is for you 😘

“Don’t be nervous, Monica,” Dr. Delphi says as he nervously adjusts his suit jacket.

Monica looks plainly at her mentor for a moment and wonders if he’s self aware enough to know that he’s not exactly inspiring confidence. It only takes her half a second to know that he absolutely is not, and turns to stare up at the Pallas mansion, of which she has heard countless stories. “Why should I be nervous about meeting the youngest member of the hospital’s board? That’s definitely something that happens every day.”

The front door opens then, and a tall man with impossibly broad shoulders steps out. His blue eyes are so bright Monica feels as though they are cutting right through her. “Follow me.”

Monica glances at Dr. Delphi who winks encouragingly and is the first to follow the scary big man. She does her best to keep her eyes facing forward as they wind their way through the house to the backyard, which opens up before her like a lush green oasis. She feels her mouth drop open as she takes in the waterfall that gracefully cascades down into the pool, the tennis court that stands fenced off further in the distance, and what looks like a walking trail that disappears into a jungle-like copse.

“Ms. Pallas will be with you in a few minutes,” the man says, gesturing to a table covered in a white cloth surrounded by three seats that sits off to the side of the pool.

Monica and Dr. Delphi promptly sit, and the man leaves them alone, disappearing back into the house.

“Okay,” Dr. Delphi says, leaning onto the table and speaking softly. “Let Ms. Pallas lead the conversation, and don’t offer any information she’s not specifically asking for. Got it?”

Monica nods once, her mind racing as she tries to get her bearings. It’s not long before the sound of footsteps approaching rings out and shortly after, a woman with perfect posture, striking grey eyes, and brown hair pulled up into a neat bun is sitting across from her.

“Sorry to keep you both waiting,” she says, her eyes on her phone as she types. She looks up briefly, and holds out her hand across the table. “Athena Pallas.”

Monica pulls her shoulders back a bit, suddenly feeling self-conscious about her posture, as she reaches to take Athena’s hand. “Monica Beckendorf.”

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