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annabethchase06 · 1 day
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Jason Grace was needed by the fandom because among all the troublemakers, sarcastic frats, dyslexic students and hyperactive kids who related with Percy, Leo and other demigods, there were some of us who loved discipline, studying and who constantly worked under the growing weight of people's expectations just because they were good at something.
There were some of us who excelled at academics, some who liked being organized instead of messy, and some who liked discipline over casual behaviour. And just when we thought that maybe we couldn't relate to any demigod – Jason emerged as our ray of sunshine.
Jason taught us it's as okay and cool to be disciplined and perfect as it is to be messy and lacky. Let's give our boy all the love he deserves because he made a huge difference in so many people's lives.
JASON GRACE YOU'RE LOVED
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lilislegacy · 1 day
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i think that when annabeth and percy move to california for college, they start having dinner with annabeth’s family once every 1-2 weeks. it’s probably a little tense at first, and annabeth is likely anxious about it. percy could either be pissed off and angry with them about how they treated her, or he could be really nice and trying to diffuse the tension to make things easier for annabeth.
but either way, i think one thing would be abundantly clear: percy is her family. not them. at least, not in the ways that matter.
mr. and mrs. chase have probably only ever seen annabeth with her walls up. never letting her guard down. she’s always tough around them, and never lets herself become trusting of them. because she has to protect herself from letting them hurt her again. as a young child, she felt unloved and resented by them enough that she preferred the cold dangerous streets to being with them. so even if their relationship begins to grow better - and i really do think it gets good eventually - she’s careful around them. she protects herself, and therefore isn’t super warm and fuzzy around them. since she’s grown up, there’s a good chance they’ve never seen her show true emotion. they’ve probably never seen a true smile from her. they’ve probably never seen her lean on someone.
but then she brings percy. they would see that the 14 year old little boy who they once met grew up into a tall, striking, intimidating young man. he has the same look in his unique sea green eyes that makes you know he’s been through horrible trauma. he’s carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. (literally). the rest of him may appear 18, but his eyes look 100 years old. he’s the first person they’ve really known who is like annabeth in that way.
and here’s the thing: percy and annabeth are a team. there’s an unbreakable bond between them. they move and fight as one. they are best friends in the whole world, and it’s clear to anyone who sees them. but they are also hopelessly in love, and that’s also clear to anyone who sees them. so imagine annabeth’s family, who’ve only ever known her to be distinctly independent and closed off, seeing her and percy holding hands. seeing them sit so close together that they’re nearly on top of each other. seeing her put her hand on his arm and kiss his cheek, or seeing him wrap his arms around her and gently kiss her forehead. and nevermind the touches, imagine them seeing her just look at him. a look full of vulnerability and adoration and complete trust. full of love and warmth and emotion. because that’s who annabeth really is. she’s emotional and sensitive and warm. but she’s always had to be someone else around her family, because in her mind, the true her wasn’t good enough for them.
but now they see her, all grown up, and with this young man by her side who is clearly her everything. and i think it would be a punch to the gut seeing them together. because it would be the first time they realize that she doesn’t think of them as her family. percy is her family, and percy alone. annabeth does not regard them - her own dad and step-mom and brothers - as her real family. percy fills that role all by himself. and it’s entirely their own fault.
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sunnitheapollokid · 2 days
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🦕💒 ┊ ༉‧₊˚✧ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐅𝐔𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃!
↳ hoo boys x reader ; married life headcanons!
characters in this thread : percy jackson, leo valdez, jason grace, frank zhang. ೃ࿔₊•
☀️ sunni’s notes : HEEEEYYY!! GUUUUYSS!! okay, so with my literal requests piling on top w/ one another i dunno why i’m doing this BUT IVE BEEN HAVING THIS HEADCANONS IDEA FOR FAR TOO LONG i need it neow. and i shall be providing <3 so! how would it be to be married to one of the hoo boys? (can yall tell who my actual hubby is) happy reading!! luv ya!! 💝💝
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𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 ੈ♡˳
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୨୧ percy jackson bf material? WHAT ABOUT HUSBAND MATERIAL?
୨୧ actually the clingiest hubby ever.
୨୧ it’s probably because of the quests he’s had to endure and go through his whole teenage life..
୨୧ but whenever he’s around, he can’t keep his hands to himself.
୨୧ his hands are either on your waist, interwined with yours, on your arm.
୨୧ “baby, i need to turn the blender on.”
୨୧ “you can still hold my hand while you do that.”
୨୧ probably scared he’ll lose you, now that he has you.
୨୧ the way percy proposed was very intimate and so sweet.
୨୧ you two were babysitting estelle, percy watching you play with her hair and style it.
୨୧ and when you two left the jackson apartment,
୨୧ “i wanna marry you, (name).”
୨୧ ALSO THE WEDDING WAS AMAZING AND SOOO BEAUTIFUL??
୨୧ of course he was crying.
୨୧ this man was bawling.
୨୧ HE WAS CRYING OCEANS.
୨୧ (har har get it!!)
୨୧ he kept telling you how beautiful you looked <3
୨୧ AND HOW LUCKY HE WAS?!? JSBSHBSBS maybe i’ll go insane.
୨୧ will be pretty busy with work / school, but he’ll manage to give you his time through beach trips and dinner dates.
୨୧ you two were actually the first to get married in the friend group.
୨୧ or actually— all of camp.
୨୧ “give it up for mr. and mrs. jackson!”
୨୧ he’ll make you something special in the morning and pack you something in your lunch bag for work.
୨୧ it’s a very much, lovely dovey married life!
୨୧ like this man,, CANTTT get enough of you.
୨୧ MORNINGS ARE THE BEEEST!!
୨୧ besides the baked goods, he always likes to pepper you with kisses and tight hugs.
୨୧ “percy! tight!”
୨୧ “just one more second.”
୨୧ “okay i lied. five more seconds.”
୨୧ loves head rubs,
୨୧ PLEASE GIVE THIS MAN HEAD RUBS.
୨୧ will not waste a second to go and take care of you on shark week or if you’re sick.
୨୧ long drives are the best with him!
୨୧ he’ll never make you drive, and he definitely does that lil stunt over the hood just to open your door.
୨୧ there were moments where a thought of—
୨୧ “he’d be an amazing dad.”
୨୧ would cross your mind.
୨୧ but for now, all that mattered, was your clingy son of poseidon husband and his need for head rubs.
𝐥𝐞𝐨 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐳 ੈ♡˳
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୨୧ IF THERE IS HUSBAND MATERIAL,, there is LEO VALDEZ!!
୨୧ a kissing machine.
୨୧ he was already a crazy pda guy before the marriage,
୨୧ but HE WAS WHIPPED FOR YOU??
୨୧ stealing kisses left ‘nd right like a hermes kid.
୨୧ “okay, gotta go—“
୨୧ smooch!
୨୧ “okay bye le—“
୨୧ smooch!
୨୧ “LEO!—“
୨୧ smooch!
୨୧ makes you so many cute gifts,,
୨୧ mechanical flowers, even just fixing your car for you!!
୨୧ love languages words of affirmation and acts of service go crazy?!?
୨୧ the way leo proposed was very him.
୨୧ but it was so sudden and funny, it was hard not to talk about it and just laugh.
୨୧ you guys went out to the amusement park for leo’s birthday,
୨୧ and he insisted, on going on the rollercoaster.
୨୧ and before the big drop, your hand gripping his,
୨୧ “(NAME) WILL YOU MARRY ME?!?”
୨୧ “WHA— AHHHH!”
୨୧ the day of your wedding, i’m just gonna put this here…
୨୧ THIS!! READ ZURI’S FIC!! THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT WENT!!
୨୧ he still gasped during the ceremony as if he hadn’t seen you already.
୨୧ ALSO. this man is actually ‘dancing infront of the refrigerator light’ but instead of the refrigerator light—
୨୧ it’s his work space’s light lamp.
୨୧ he’s seen you naked multiple times right?
୨୧ it’s just the married life way!
୨୧ BUT.
୨୧ whenever you walk out of the bathroom to hurry and grab something, he’s on the bed,
୨୧ he darts his eyes towards you from the tv screen and he whistles and goes,
୨୧ “HOT MAMA IS THAT MY WIFE?”
୨୧ you throw sock piles at him.
୨୧ your house that the two of you share is always echoing with music.
୨୧ it could be the spanish music he grew up with, the music you might’ve grown up with, maybe new songs you both truly love.
୨୧ dates among the two of you are usually at home.
୨୧ sometimes just like game nights of movie nights, and you guys cuddle together like any normal night.
୨୧ you two are very competitive in uno.
୨୧ oh! and smash bros <3
୨୧ but sometimes, something chill like stardew valley or animal crossing keeps you both awake late on a saturday night.
୨୧ “hi mrs. valdez, chicken picotta tonight or pep pizza?”
୨୧ amazing fucking chef.
୨୧ I WILL NEVER SHUT UP HOW MUCH OF A COOK THIS GUY IS!!
୨୧ he cooks, and cleans, only for you, obviously.
୨୧ “hey! kiss the chef, (nickname)! look at the apron!”
୨୧ just two married demi-gods, one son of hephaestus that adores his smoking hot wife.
𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 ੈ♡˳
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୨୧ the calmest lil hubby ever.
୨୧ he will always find a way to cheer you up, or make you feel better if you ever feel really bad.
୨୧ when you’re prone to anxiety / panic attacks, he is the perfect person to call for.
୨୧ ALSO AN AMAZING SLEEPING BUDDY??
୨୧ he loves to wrap his arms around your waist and nuzzle his nose in your shoulder while you two nap.
୨୧ but! he’s a sleeping-in kinda guy.
୨୧ a GREAT baker.
୨୧ he’ll make you anything you want,
୨୧ cinnamon rolls? done.
୨୧ chocolate muffins? already making ‘em.
୨୧ macarons? you got it.
୨୧ “honey, i’m really craving cupcakes right now.”
୨୧ “got it. i need payment though.”
୨୧ he’d never asked for payment, so you raise a brow.
୨୧ he then leans over his cheek to you, and you giggle.
୨୧ the way he proposed was very creative, and very romantic.
୨୧ it was during a library date,
୨୧ BECAUSE I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT ALL JASON GRACE GIRLIES ARE READERS!!
୨୧ he peeked at the book you were reading, a giggle escaping his lips.
୨୧ it was a wedding scene, and you were bawling.
୨୧ “hey, hey,” he wiped your tears.
୨୧ “what will make you feel better? maybe we should recreate it?” and he pulled the ring out of his pocket.
୨୧ it was a beautiful night for the two of you.
୨୧ the wedding was more private, with only your friends and a few family.
୨୧ his wardrobe consists of lots of button ups.
୨୧ he likes to style you too, you can’t deny, he’s got really nice style.
୨୧ when he works at home, he likes to put you on his lap while he does.
୨୧ “(name), love, try this top with that white skirt i got you.”
୨୧ KRAAAHHH IM KICKING MY FEET
୨୧ there was also this tiktok i saw, of a woman cutting her husband’s hair.
୨୧ AND THE HAND PLACEMENT?!? ITS SO JASON GRACE I AM DECEASED.
୨୧ I CANT FIND IT BUT—
୨୧ when you cut his hair, since, the barber is very expensy!
୨୧ he’ll pull you closer with his hands laced around your hips.
୨୧ if you’re a reader, (which you probably are dont play with me)
୨୧ he will heavily support that hobby of yours.
୨୧ he’ll spoil you like crazy with books.
୨୧ he’ll read to you before bed sometimes, and it’s the most comforting thing ever.
୨୧ or sometimes he’ll just lay his head on your chest and read along with you.
୨୧ well you know! just a son of jupiter and his book-reading, sweet of a wife.
𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 ੈ♡˳
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୨୧ SUUUCH HUSBAND MATERIAL.
୨୧ frank zhang is the type to have your photo in his wallet.
୨୧ he will spoil you ROTTEN with your food cravings.
୨୧ and he’s the best person to have on shark week.
୨୧ he will not hesitate to buy his wife her cravings, her needs, and give her all the bear hugs she wants.
୨୧ likes to watch the sunset on your apartment’s balcony with you,
୨୧ his coffee in his hand (with tons of cream), and his other hand on yours.
୨୧ he really couldn’t ask for anything better.
୨୧ the way frank proposed was pretty extravagant, but so romantic and sweet.
୨୧ he asked you to a candlelight dinner date.
୨୧ it was very beautiful, and after finishing up, he popped the question.
୨୧ only to find out everyone in that resturant were your friends disguised.
୨୧ likes to go on your salon days with you!!
୨୧ he’ll get a pedicure with you, and he’ll admire the new nails you got.
୨୧ of course he’ll pay.
୨୧ frank was mostly quiet and collected at home, so stay at home dates were a major part of the relationship.
୨୧ he’d let the world burn for you?
୨୧ 100%.
୨୧ your guys’ apartment is so cozy, all your friends like to crash and just chill out there.
୨୧ (IM SORRY I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO WRITE FOR MY BOY I HAVENT GOTTEN TO HIM YET)
୨୧ and there they are!! the son of mars, and his beautiful collected wife.
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mediumgayitalian · 24 hours
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“I’d pick you up at the airport.”
“What?”
“If we were normal. I would — have one of those signs, you know. When you came back from your adventures.”
“Oh.” Nico snorts. “I’m still fucking off all the time when we’re normal? And you’re not coming?”
“It is woven within your very soul to fuck off as you please,” says Will sagely. “You get antsy. You know, like a house cat.”
He laughs when Nico shoves him. Less when he loses his balance and rolls into a tree, but he crawls back, anyway, kicking Nico’s ankle as he lies back next to him, folding his hands over his ribs. Nico watches him for a moment, tracing the round edges of his knuckles, until Will’s smile begins to twitch with him knowing, and he looks hastily back to the sky. It’s embarrassing, Will’s snorting huff of amusement, but more than that it’s electrifying, zapping a trail down Nico’s spine and making him shiver.
He can feel the heat Will is always throwing off, blazing every centimetre from his shoulder to his heels, a hair’s breadth away, a millimetre of distance.
“What else would it look like?” He clears his throat. “Our, um. Our normal?”
Will hums. “New York, probably. Big-ass penthouse with your trust fund.”
“I’m a trust fund baby?!”
“Hey, Nico, how much does dish soap cost?”
Nico opens his mouth, and closes it again. Will’s snickers get louder. Is it considered bad etiquette to banish one’s significant annoyance to the Underworld? Only permanently, probably. If he only keeps him there for a couple weeks it should be find. A couple weeks would be appropriately humbling.
“And what do you contribute?” Nico asks, instead of answering. (Not because he doesn’t know. Obviously. Because he is dignified, that’s why.) “Your dimples and boyish charm?”
“Yes, obviously.”
Well.
“…Okay, fair.”
Will snickers triumphantly.
“You still a doctor?”
“Mhm.” Will shifts, mouth curled in amusement. “Paediatric in Mount Sinai. We live close, by the way. You said it’s cause it’s close to Central Park but really you like to hide my lunch in the mornings to have an excuse to come see me.”
“Sounds like you forget your shit a lot, actually.”
“That, too.”
He looks over and smiles at Nico and for a moment he is convinced, wholly genuinely and truly, that the sun that’s been hiding behind the clouds all day has finally peeked out, because he can actually feel his whole body warm, in that slow-rising, penetrating way; he can actually smell the surge of sunshine in the air, feel the red glow in the backs of his eyelids, taste the brightness of the light. Every one of his neurons sinks into his system, sighing, cells reacting to thousands of years of memory of the gentle warm of the Earth’s closest star.
But the sun is not shining, and there is only Will, and his too-big teeth brush against the bottom of his lip, and his dimples show, and his eyes crinkle, and he is more radiant in even his old stained camp shirt and fraying jean shorts than his father has ever been and could ever hope to be. A thousand planets could thrive under a hundred blazing stars and none could come close to him. He knows it, how those ancients felt, the drunken surety as they stood and challenged the gods, swore up and down that their beloveds outshone Venus, Diana, Juno; Will does, Will does, and Nico understands intimately the hubris in a way he scoffed at as a child, because the words bubble and boil and threaten bursting inside of him now. What claim have the Olympians? Over sunlight? Over beauty? Over Will?
“We’re happy?” he says instead, choking hoarsely over the veneer words, over the blocked desperation, truth. “In our normal, we’re happy?”
“Always,” Will whispers. He twists onto his knees, crawling the two inches over to press close, close, closely, hand gentle on Nico’s stomach when he tries to sit up, and presses his lips to Nico’s cheek, dry, twitching with his smile, shaking with his laughter. Nothing is funny, and he isn’t joking, but Nico can feel the giddiness bubbling up and out of him the way sadness flows out in tears; when Will is giddy he giggles, constantly, hiding it barely in his hands, and now he presses it into Nico’s skin, because he knows how Nico aches to hear it, how he watches him like he’s burning it into the ridges of his brain. “I am always happy with you, Niccolò.”
“I love you,” Nico says, fiercely, and it will never be enough, not in English, not in Italian, not in Greek, but he will try. “Te amo. Capiscimi? I love you, Will, I —”
“I know.” The tiny little vibrations of his laughter are — intoxicating; Nico is drunk, ascending. “I know, di Angelo. Sap. I love you, I know.”
He dissolved into giggles into the crook of Nico’s neck, and Nico is lying, still, facing the clouds, and he is warmed, and he is warmed, and he is warmed.
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percexe · 2 days
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oc train keeps on goin
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emziess · 1 day
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Percy and Annabeth Percy Jackson and the Olympians - S01E05 - A God Buys Us Cheeseburgers
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I have done it, tumblr
I finish the last Olympian and you bet you bottom dollar I have opinions
Annabeth was a thousand times calmer than I would’ve been when Luke asked if she loved him. I would’ve spat at him
The way I was kicking my feet and giggling at the last chapter. Jesus took them long enough
I wanted to strangle Luke after the whole Silena thing. I was mad when everyone was going on about how he was a hero when he did that shit, like they didn’t even acknowledge it afterwards. #jusiceforsilena
Nico was so fucking good in this book. Anytime he appear I was cheering. Can’t wait to read sats
I was also cheering when Will appeared.
I was getting mad for Hestia. Girlie did all that shit just to be ignored
I was so happy when Thalia appeared. She’s so good I love her she is my idol
Love how Grover and his merry gang trapped a whole ass titan in a tree with music. I was screaming
Anyways, good book, fucking sad but good book
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hey!! I was wondering if you could do a Poseidon fem reader x Jason Grace blurb or hcs about their relationship with each other, but she has a pet cat that she is obsessed with and Jason is just admiring the two while his gf is treating her cat like a baby and saying it our kid? If that makes sense??
“ with two cats in the yard (life used to be so hard) ”
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jason grace x daughter of poseidon ⚡
a/n this is my favorite request i have ever gotten, whoever sent this in ilysm & ik u said blurb but i got carried away
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“Where’s the baby?” Y/N spoke right as Jason opened the door to his cabin.
He laughed, “she’s asleep,” he let her in, softly kissing her cheek as she entered.
He had been spending the past two days with y/n’s cat while she had to go on a quest.
She smiled as she softly brushed her index finger along the cat’s forehead, whispering, “mommy’s home.” The tabby let out a small noise while she opened her eyes. Just like an infant would, the cat reached up her front paws, leaning up on y/n.
She picked up the cat, who made herself comfortable on her owner’s shoulder, “did you miss me?”
“Are you asking me or her?” Jason remarked.
Y/N rolled her eyes, “maybe both.”
He grinned as he stepped closer to her, “I think I speak for both of us when I say, I missed you.”
She giggled, leaning up to kiss her boyfriend, “good, you know I was hoping you two would bond while I was gone.”
He gently petted the back of the cat, “yeah, we’re best friends now.”
Y/N held the cat in front of her to look at her face, “did you have fun with daddy?”
The boy choked on his spit, “daddy?”
“Yes, daddy,” she faced the cat towards him, “this is our daughter.”
He smiled, “I’d hope that our future kids have better names than Purrmaid.”
“Hey!” She pulled the cat away, “I named her when I had just gotten claimed,” she defended, “and that’s Madame Purrmaid of the Atlantic to you.”
“Oh gods, that’s even worse.”
“I was twelve!”
The cat meowed.
She handed Purrmaid to Jason, “tell her you’re sorry.”
He grabbed the cat, cradling her, “daddy’s sorry for making fun of your name.” He went to let her, but she swatted his hand, leaving a scratch.
“She’s mad at you.”
“She is not,” he went to pet her again, instead getting scratched once more, “she might be.” He placed her on the ground before she swatted one of his legs, “what did I do?!”
His girlfriend cackled, “she’s going through a phase.” He exaggeratedly frowned, she giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck, “it’s okay, I still love you.”
He held her waist, “promise?”
“Promise,” she reached up to kiss him again, “can I crash in your bed? I’m exhausted.”
“That’s what it’s there for,” he replied.
She sluggishly crawled under his covers. Purrmaid followed, laying on y/n’s chest.
Jason laid down next to the two, “is that comfortable?”
“I can’t breathe, but it’s okay.” She grabbed his hand, “you okay?”
“I’m fine, they’re small,” he comforted, “unlike Purrmaid.”
“You take that back!”
“I will once you stop feeding her your leftover lunch.”
“She gets hungry!”
“I don’t think cats are supposed to eat broccoli, my love.”
“Hmph,” she looked away for a second before turning back to the bright blue eyes, “we should get another one.”
He smiled, “you wanna?”
“We can get a boy, and you can name him!” She planned out.
“I won’t be naming him Thun-purr.”
“Aww, that’d be so cute though.”
“Fine,” he kissed her forehead, “I’ll name him whatever you want me to.”
“It’ll depend on what he looks like,” she replied, “because if it’s a tabby, he’ll be Harry, if he’s light, he’ll be Niall-”
“I take it back, you’re not naming him after One Direction.”
She lightly hit his shoulder, “I was joking, loser.”
“Sure, you were.”
“Seriously, what would you name a cat?” She softly questioned.
He sighed, “I’ve always kind of wanted to get a cat named, uh,” he hesitated, “don't make fun of me.”
“Babe, my cat is named Madame Purrmaid of the… I can't even finish.”
He chuckled, twirling his fingers in her hair, “fine, I wanted a cat to name Cannoli.”
She grinned, “that’s adorable!”
“Thanks,” he embarrassedly looked down while still smiling, “there used to be this bakery in New Rome where they had the world’s best cannolis and one time I saw this giant orange cat walking by it and I always thought that’s exactly the kind of cat I wanted.”
“Then you shall have your very own Cannoli,” she declared in a British accent, “I’ve actually never had a cannoli.” “Next time I head to New Rome, you're coming with me,” he smiled, “you and Purry.”
“Like that was a question,” she replied, petting the feline.
He breathily laughed, “do you want anything to eat?”
“I’m kinda craving a cannoli.”
“You’ve never had one,” he responded, confused.
“Yeah, but you love them so much, they must be good,” she added, “you have good taste.”
“I do?”
“You like me, I think that’s enough proof.”
“That’s a good point.”
She opened her arms, “come give mommy some sugar,” she said using a strange Boston accent.
“Y/N,” he rubbed his temples, “what are you talking about?”
“I don't know, I haven't slept in 20 hours.”
“Here,” he moved the blanket further over her and the cat, “get some sleep and I’ll get you something to eat, okay?”
She nodded as he began to walk away, “wait!”
He turned around, “yeah?”
“I love you.”
He grinned, he jogged back over to her, pressing a kiss to her forehead, “I love you, sweetheart.”
“Ahem?”
“Sorry,” he put his hand on Purrmaid, “love you, too.”
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thetimetraveler24 · 3 days
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It’s kind of funny because statistically, there is a 100% escape rate of demigods from Tartarus. If you count gods and titans, there’s either a 90% or a 92% escape rate (depending on whether you subscribe to all six of Kronos’s kids freed the cyclops and hundred hand ones or just the three gods). This is all based on people who willingly went there and attempted an escape (or who lived there and attempted to escape in Damasen’s case). So this doesn’t even take into account that monsters die, return to Tartarus, and escape all the time.
So we have: Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Hera, Demeter, Hestia, Nico (2x), Percy, Annabeth, Bob/Iapetus, Damasen, Apollo (sort of) and Will who have all been. That is 14 instances and the only one who didn’t make it out is Damasen who we could probably lop in with the regular Tartarus denizens who didn’t willingly go there. In that case, it becomes a 100% escape rate all around.
Just breaking down the demigods that went and made it:
Percy Jackson - extremely powerful godly powers, very good swordsman
Annabeth Chase - does not have offensive godly powers, but she’s an accomplished strategist and talented with weapons
Nico di Angelo - extremely powerful godly powers, very good swordsman, was not in a great headspace the first time, had a buddy the second time so that was a lot better for him
Will Solace - very powerful healer and also has plague powers, brought zero weapons
They all have various different skill sets and I think are a decent sample of the different types of demigods Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter might have to offer.
So statistically, a demigod’s odds are pretty good if they want to pop down there for a quick visit and then get out. That exotic tour destinations thing might work out. Nyx might need to start advertising.
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Ugh jason reincarnated as a normal kid and getting to have fun is my roman empire
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l like my man like l like my toast or something like that
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Can we talk about how Jason's last breaths were used to tell Tempest to rescue Apollo and Piper
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ilovepjo · 2 days
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frank crying bc hazel started crying 😭
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quotent-potables · 3 days
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"But you're never alone, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth squeezed my ankle. "We'll always be here to help you." She didn't even have the decency to put sarcastic air quotes around help.
— The Chalice of the Gods, book 6 of Percy Jackson and the Olympians, by Rick Riordan, p. 264
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hotrawchicken · 2 days
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Nico: What’s your favorite color?
Percy (trying to impress Nico): Stop asking dumb questions. Ask me something logical and mature.
Nico: Who was Hesiod? Why was his Theogony so important to our modern-day knowledge of Greek mythology? How were the Homeric Hymns and the Iliad and the Odyssey similar reference works?
Percy: My favorite color is blue.
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rafyki · 2 days
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Goth! Nico/ Surfer! Percy AU Part 3!
Here, have some awkward flirting by two absolute lovestruck losers (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧ Oh how I love writing them being absolute disaster around each other asdsgsdhdff
@neo-kid-funk I managed to finish this part before I thought, I hope you like it!!! And I hope it fuels your inspiration for new art *evil laugh*
(For everyone who hasn't seen it yet, go to Neo's blog and enjoy her beautiful art!! This fic was inspired by her perfect design of older goth Nico <33)
Part 1, Part 2
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Nico didn’t expect it to become a habit. He expected it to be a one time thing, the kind of thing that turns your world upside down for a while but doesn’t really change anything in the long run. 
He expected to go back to work the next time for his shift and to not exchange more than a couple of words with Percy.
Even in his wildest fantasies he had not expected Percy to actually go and make conversation with him. 
“Doesn’t it drive you crazy? That you’re always on the beach so close to the ocean yet you can’t go in the water?” 
Percy had his usual drink in his hand, and Nico had been ready to wish him a nice day and watch him walk away as it always happened.
That was how things usually went. Not this.
Nico could feel his world shift around its axis (a little dramatic, yes, he knew, and he also had no doubt that Leo would tease him nonstop if he told him), and an annoying blush creeping up his neck to his face as Percy looked at him with a curious look.
He looked away, trying to find something, anything, to do that would make him appear busy and give him an excuse to avoid those way too perfect eyes.
He had not been prepared for this.
“Uhm”, he started, remembering that he had been asked a question.
He could almost hear Jason’s voice in his head yelling at him that it’s your chance, it’s your chance, talk to him!; together with Leo’s voice screaming go make him fall for you, goth boy!
Shaking his head a little, he tried to shoo them away.
“I’m not a huge fan of the ocean”, he said in the end.
And, well, that had been perhaps the wrong thing to say, judging by Percy’s horrified expression. Eyes wide wide and mouth hanging open there where he had been about to take another sip of his drink, he was looking at Nico like he had just admitted that he liked to kick kittens in his free time. It was equal parts comical and mortifying.
Before Nico could decide if he wanted to laugh at that expression or regret every life choice that had led him up to that point, Percy let out a shocked “What!?”
And for some reason, that made him chuckle, left him smiling behind his hand.
“Was that the wrong answer?”, he asked, trying and probably failing to keep the teasing tone out of his voice. 
Percy took a moment to answer. He was looking at Nico carefully, a weird expression on his face now that Nico couldn’t read. It made Nico feel a little unstable on his feet; he didn’t even realize he was staring right back at Percy until he noticed the slight red on his nose and cheekbones and found himself thinking that it was cute how Percy still got sunburn even when it seemed that he basically lived on the beach under the sun.
Percy cleared his throat, and the world started moving again around them.
“Yes!”, he said. “How can you not like the ocean?”
Nico shrugged, and threw a glance at the immense expanse of water before him. There were a lot of reasons he wasn't really fond of it, but he wasn’t sure Percy would appreciate them.
“It’s not that I don’t like it, I just don’t like getting in the water”.
“That basically means you don’t like it though”.
Nico rolled his eyes. His heart was beating a little too fast, his hands were sweaty, and he kept playing nervously with the rings on his lips. And he wanted nothing more than for this moment and this conversation to stretch on for as long as possible.
“It seems you’re taking this pretty personally”, he said, smiling. 
Percy smiled back, and Nico’s heart replied with somersaults. “I am, I take the ocean very seriously”.
Nico had guessed, but it was nice hearing it directly from Percy, adding this information to his mental list of things I know about him. For some reason, he had the feeling that that list would keep growing from now on.
His eyes fell on the trident tattoo on Percy’s left bicep. It made Nico feel weak in the knees every time he saw it, his mind immediately offering him the haunting thought of what it would feel like under his fingers. He sort of wanted to bite it.
No, not the time for this kind of thoughts!
He was definitely blushing now - he just hoped that the shadow of the kiosk's little roof was enough to hide it. 
You’re the worst, Nico di Angelo, shame on you.
Percy must have noticed where he was looking though, because he glanced at his tattoo too. “Yeah, I guess it was pretty obvious”, he laughed. 
Oh he had such a nice laugh. 
“You’re a big fan of the Little Mermaid?”, Nico asked, because for some reason that was the first thing that had come to his mind.
It made Percy laugh a little more though, so Nico counted it as a victory.
“That’s definitely part of it, I think I must have watched that movie a thousand times when I was little”.
Nico mentally added that new information to his list.
“Maybe you were a mermaid in your past life”, he suggested. “Or some sort of sea god”.
Those last words escaped his mouth before he could hold them back. He had not meant to say them out loud - damn his brain and his too fast mouth and his stupid huge crush. Percy did look like a sea god but that didn’t mean Nico had to say it out loud and expose himself like that. See, that’s why he didn’t want to talk to Percy, he knew he would make a fool of himself. Maybe the ground would be so nice as to open up and swallow him whole right now.
(Oh, he knew his friends would laugh at him like crazy for this later).
When he found the courage to look back at Percy, he found him still smiling, an amused look in his eyes. 
Nico’s stomach curled painfully on itself in a mix of embarrassment and stupid fondness. He was so weak for that look.
“In that case that would mean you just told a sea god that you don’t like the ocean”, Percy said. “That could be a problem”.
“I never said I don’t like it”, Nico pointed out, surprised at himself for how he could still speak despite his internal turmoil. “And also, I said you might have been one in your past life”.
Percy waved a hand. “That doesn’t matter. You know gods aren’t that reasonable”.
“Are you saying I should apologize?”
“Precisely”, Percy said, nodding solemnly.
That was such a weird conversation to have with someone you barely knew. Yet Nico couldn’t hold back the smile growing on his lips. Despite the continuous maelstrom raging inside him, he probably hadn’t stopped smiling for a second the whole time; it made him feel like a fool, but it was alright because Percy had been smiling for the whole time too.
“And how should I do that?”, Nico asked. 
Percy seemed to think about it for a moment. “You could let me teach you how to surf”.
Nico stopped. Time stopped, the whole world stopped, even the waves of the ocean itself probably stopped moving.
In the least useful way possible, his mind conjured the terrible image of himself on a surfboard in the water with Percy wet and handsome next to him, holding him to show him what to do.
No, nope, no way. He would end up drowning after two seconds, either because surfing was definitely not his thing, or because letting the ocean swallow him would be the less embarrassing option.
“Uhm”, was the only thing that came out of his mouth“I… don’t think that would be such a good idea”. 
Why is he asking me this though, oh my god what’s going on here.
His embarrassment must have caught up to Percy, because suddenly his smile turned awkward and so was also the short laugh that escaped his lips.
“I was just joking of course!”, he said quickly. Nico watched the way he rubbed his neck, the way he wasn’t looking at him anymore. “Well, then-”
“I mean!”, Nico cut him off without thinking. 
That well then sounded way too much like Percy was about to leave, and Nico didn’t want that.
The relaxed feeling from before was gone, replaced with awkwardness hanging heavily in the air around them. If he had let Percy leave now, Nico was afraid he wouldn't see him again.
Don’t ruin this! It’s your chance!
This time, he tried his best to listen to his friends’ voices in his head.
“I- I mean”, he said again. “I’m really not good with water”.
He hoped his smile came out more apologetic than absolutely mortified and embarrassed. The pounding of his own heart was deafening almost, he could feel it in his throat, making it hard to breathe and push the words out. “Thanks for the offer though…?”. It came out more like a question than anything.
Idiot idiot idiot.
“Ah- uhm”, Percy, said, letting out an awkward laugh. He wasn't looking at Nico anymore, his eyes fixed on his still half full drink. “Yeah, sure”.
You have to fix this!
“I'll just- look at you surfing and enjoy the ocean from afar for now”.
Weird, that was weird! Had he really just admitted that he would just stare at him? Maybe drowning in the ocean really was the best case scenario for him. No way his blush wasn't visible right now. 
Percy must be thinking that he was the weirdest and creepiest guy right now. Nico wanted to die.
But then, Percy looked back at him, and the look on his face wasn't creeped out or uncomfortable - just surprised, eyes blinking slowly and mouth hanging open like he wanted to say something but didn't know exactly what. Nico watched as a small smile made its way back to his lips. The red sunburn on Percy's cheeks was mesmerizing.
“Sounds good to me”.
And okay, perhaps he hadn't ruined everything completely. Perhaps he would get to talk to Percy again.
Someone cleared their throat behind him, making Nico almost jump out of his skin. He had forgotten there was a whole world outside of himself and the man in front of him.
“Nico, we have to switch, it's time for your break”, Jason's voice reached him, bringing him back to reality. His friend was looking at him with a clear question in his eyes and badly veiled excitement - Nico knew he would want to hear everything about his conversation with Percy later. 
“Yeah, right”, he replied, half relieved and half disappointed that the moment was over.
He turned to Percy. He couldn't read the expression in his eyes. “Well, I have to go”, he said.
Percy nodded. The soft smile was back on his face, and Nico felt his heart melt at the sight. “It was nice talking to you Nico”.
“You too. Have a nice day, Percy”.
It was the first time he called him directly by his name, he realized. It sounded way too nice ok his tongue.
He kept staring at his retreating figure as he walked away, feeling unstable on his feet like someone had suddenly changed the gravity on Earth.
“You okay?”, Jason asked.
“Uhm… I think so? I'm not sure what just happened”.
Jason laughed and put a hand on his shoulder in comfort.
“You can tell me everything later, alright? Come to my and Leo's place after work”.
Nico grimaced at the prospect - he could already feel the teasing that would come of it. But he did need to talk about it, so he nodded.“Yeah, alright”, he agreed. “But I really need a smoke now”.
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