#neptune

I'm more into beats than rhymes. I'm a huge fan of anything touched by the Neptunes. Dancing is kind of my thing. I go out with my friends as often as I can on the weekends, and I'm always drawn to girls with rhythm. ↗

— David Gallagher

#anything #beats #dancing #drawn #fan

I'm a huge fan of anything touched by the Neptunes. ↗

— David Gallagher

#fan #huge #huge fan #i #neptunes

Ella, just stay here. Stay safe." "Safe," Ella repeated. "Ella likes being safe. Safety in numbers. Safety deposit boxes. Ella will go with Tyson." "What?" Percy said. "Oh... fine, whatever. Just don't get hurt. And Mrs. O'Leary—" "ROOOF." "How do you feel about pulling a chariot? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#heroes-of-olympus #humor #mrs-o-leary #percy #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians

Hazel squinted. "How far?" "Just over the river and through the woods." Percy raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? To Grandmother's house we go?" Frank cleared his throat. "Yeah, anyway. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel #heroes #jackson #neptune #olympians

Tell her this And more,— That the king of the seas Weeps too, old, helpless man. The bustling fates Heap his hands with corpses Until he stands like a child With surplus of toys. ↗

— Stephen Crane

#drowning #king-neptune #neptune #ocean #poseidon

You think it’s okay that we’re eating Rudolph?” “Dude,” Percy said, “I could eat Prancer and Blitzen, too. I’m hungry. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#breakfast #food #frank #hunger #jackson

[Tyson] looked him over with that massive baby-brown eye. “You are not dead. I like it when you are not dead.” Ella fluttered to the ground and began preening her feathers. “Ella found a dog,” she announced. “A large dog. And a Cyclops.” Was she blushing? Before Percy could decide, his black mastiff pounced on him, knocking Percy to the ground and barking so loudly that even Arion backed up. “Hey, Mrs. O'Leary,” Percy said. “Yeah, I love you, too, girl. Good dog.” Hazel squeaked. “You have a hellhound named Mrs. O'Leary?” “Long story. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #humor #mrs-o-leary #percy-jackson-and-te-olympians

Ye elves of hills, brooks, standing lakes and groves, And ye that on the sands with printless foot Do chase the ebbing Neptune and do fly him When he comes back; you demi-puppets that By moonshine do the green sour ringlets make, Whereof the ewe not bites, and you whose pastime Is to make midnight mushrooms, that rejoice To hear the solemn curfew; by whose aid, Weak masters though ye be, I have bedimm’d The noontide sun, call’d forth the mutinous winds, And ‘twixt the green sea and the azured vault Set roaring war: to the dread rattling thunder Have I given fire and rifted Jove’s stout oak With his own bolt; the strong-based promontory Have I made shake and by the spurs pluck’d up The pine and cedar: graves at my command Have waked their sleepers, oped, and let ‘em forth By my so potent art. But this rough magic I here abjure, and, when I have required Some heavenly music, which even now I do, To work mine end upon their senses that This airy charm is for, I’ll break my staff, Bury it certain fathoms in the earth, And deeper than did ever plummet sound I’ll drown my book. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#ebbing-neptune #elves #hills #magic #prospero

Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon." "Brother!" Tyson crushed Frank in a hug. Percy stifled a laugh. "Actually he's more like a great-great-...Oh, never mind. Yeah, he's your brother." "Thanks." Frank mumbled through a mouthful of flannel. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#percy-jackson #rick-riordan #son-of-neptune #tyson #heroes

Percy scowled. "I-I know you." Nico raised his eyebrows. "Do you? ↗

— Rick Riordan

#nico-di-angelo #percy-jackson #rick-riordan #son-of-neptune #heroes