Life rarely goes as planned. When I was 9 years old, all I wanted to be was a nun. But then, what Catholic school girl doesn't have that passing thought? Then I felt that call again in High School. But with my mental health in tatters, I was rightly turned gently away by the order I reached out to. So I closed that door for good. Or so I thought. Life rarely goes as planned, and right now, I find myself in the depths of wrestling with the highest of highs in my religious life, but some of the lowest of lows in my personal health. Vulnerability has never come easy to me. But I want to record this journey for myself, as much as for others. If you read it, I hope it brings you some peace in a world of strife. Or perhaps offers you a hand to hold, to know you aren't alone in your struggles. This discernment journey is on going. It is full of ups and downs. And I do not yet know the end. Come discover it with me.

Hazbin Hotel x Percy Jackson.

open / 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗱 When things in Olympus start to go missing, a group of campers are sent on a quest to retrieve the Aegis - Athena's legendary shield. But prophecies can be messy, and the farther they travel from camp, the more it becomes clear that it was never really about the shield at all. Some things have been waiting a very long time to be found.

24th May 2011. One year after the Giant war. A girl, named Ava, was atacked by a monster and brought to Camp-Half Blood. Eveything was perfect, until, she discovered her fate. Dun Dun DUNNNNNNNNNNNN *** So, this is a story of a girl going to CHB. Updates go very slow, bc I have to study for school, but I normally post on weekends. I don't want hate, and if you're going to give me feedback (positive or negative) please give me one that can improve my skills as a writer. You are free to comment, vote and share everything you want (unless it's hate, transphobic comments, violent comments, etc.). CHB belongs to amzhang Rick Riordan, but the characters and the plot are mine.

In the First Titan War, suspicion was enough to condemn a demigod. Some were captured. Some ran. Some were forgotten. Their judgment was delayed by another war-one the gods claimed mattered more. Now the gods have time again. And they have decided who must prove they deserve to live.

Three years of peace. Three years of love. Jason Grace had finally found stability alongside Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano, leading New Rome together as co-praetors - and as something more. The past was behind him, buried under a decision made by the gods themselves: The Great Mind Wipe. The seven were no more. But the past has a way of clawing back into the present. When Piper McLean arrives at Camp Jupiter, claiming she only wants to talk, Jason isn't prepared for the memories she stirs-or the influence she still holds over him. Because Piper was always strong, but with charmspeak? She's unstoppable. And for the first time in years, Jason finds himself doubting everything. What's real? What's a lie? And when the dust settles, will Reyna still be waiting for him on the other side? (This is a JasonxReyna fanfic btw. If you don't like Jeyna, then pls respectfully leave, don't hate on those who do tho.) Credits to @chb_unofficial on YT

Every century Camp Half-Blood hosts a set of games for the "entertainment" of the gods. 25 campers are chosen anonymously. Those who win these games are given great honour and glory but at what price? Read on to find out what challenges our heroes face. Or My attempt at an applyfic. Status - Under evaluation, closed as of now Read on if you dare!

THE HALF-BLOOD GAMES are a survival event where five teams of selected campers fight to be the last team standing. Which teams will come out in defeat- and which will emerge victorious? A PJO Applyfic Cover credit: @SheepyIsSleepy APPLYFICTION STATUS: OPEN

𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟓, 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐇𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝. A camper has gone missing during rampant monster attacks. "We have to find them."

You probably are used to the concept of Demigods running running from beast or running towards danger But these Demigods are running away away from camp as the thalia tree is poisoned this is their one chance to be ordinary or find themself as the fated runaways Something tells me that you're never gonna stop 'til you get what you want Don't you tell me That you never even thought Maybe we could run