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thesunandneeks · 2 days
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“three tickets to challengers please”
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art by @mariartesz on instagram <3
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bxtair · 3 days
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Okay so Sally is the mom of the demigods, and Estelle is like their baby sister…
I think Paul would be like the cool best friend
Cause 1 chiron is more of a father
And 2 Paul is described as really chill and shit
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My biggest pet peeve abt the pjo fandom is when someone makes a long insightful post about Jason, and there is this annoying comment that goes "well he's dead" like ??? what even was the point? like you tryna be edgy or? is that a poor attempt of dark humor?
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mallowsweetmiri · 2 days
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Percabeth post Tartarus
As things settled down and the sun began to set, Percy and Annabeth were escorted into the Argo II. They’d been in Tartarus for three weeks, and they had definitely seen better days.
“Will you please come eat dinner after you get cleaned up? I’ve been so worried about you guys,” Piper frowned, helping the two of them on board. Annabeth nodded before falling into a coughing fit, Percy using all his strength to hold her up. She collapsed on her knees taking Percy down with her. Pipers heart broke, she had never seen them so weak.
“I think I need to get her to bed first. We haven’t slept in weeks.”
Piper wasn’t sure how to accept that information, but looking at the two of them, she knew it had been true. Percy’s voice rang with a rasp she’d never heard before, and Annabeth was coated in red and black dust. Jason appeared on deck and immediately rushed over to the pair.
“Let me help,” he offered, but Percy had already scooped Annabeth up and into his arms.
“We’re okay guys, I promise. I just need to take her to her room. Once we get some sleep we’ll feel better,” Percy began to carry her below deck, whispering into her hair as he slowly made his way down. Piper looked to Jason with worry.
“They’ll be okay, Pipes. They’re strong,” Jason assured her, but Piper had never been more concerned.
Below the deck, Percy placed Annabeth into her bed, taking off her shoes as she shivered. Did she have a fever? He leaned over and brushed some of the blond curls away from her face. He gently kissed her forehead, stroking the back of her neck with his supporting hand. She wasn’t too warm.
“Percy, I’m scared,” she whispered, turning to look up at him. It was something she rarely admitted, but Percy felt the same way. The lingering terror still hiding within their minds, the feeling of something watching them. He kissed her cheek this time.
“We’re safe, ‘beth,” he whispered back. There was no use in them using their speaking voices. For one, their throats were shot, dry and raw from the toxic air of Tartarus. Secondly, they were laying together so closely, there was no need. Percy could feel her shallow breaths on his face. They laid like this for a while, just holding each other. Annabeths fingers ran down his spine, finally reaching that point in the small of his back. Percy shuddered and kissed her in the crook of her neck. Neither of them found sleep as the lights of the room were still on and their bodies seemed to jerk at any small sound. Annabeth felt like she was going insane, like they had gone insane while they were down there. Eventually, Percy propped himself up with his elbow.
“We should really get cleaned up. Maybe get some food too,” Percy offered gently. She nodded in agreement. They both crawled off the bed and plodded off into the bathroom. When they reached the threshold of the door, they stopped. They both seemed to come to the realization that they couldn’t really shower with each other, but neither wanted to be apart. Percy cleared his throat as he stepped aside to let her through the door. They both stood there unsure of what to do.
“Um, what if I shower first, and you just sit out here and give me a towel once I’m done. Then I’ll do the same for you,” Annabeth offered, gesturing to the toilet seat. Percy nodded, he would gladly sit on the toilet if it meant making sure Annabeth was safe. Annabeth turned on the shower before walking to the vanity to take a look at herself. She was covered in some sort of dust, along with hundreds of cuts and scars. She attempted to brush through her hair but it was no use, she let out a huff of frustration. Percy walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing into her neck.
“I’ll help you brush it once we’re done,” he whispered, moving her hair to one side of her shoulder to kiss more deeply into her neck. Annabeth felt her face heat up. It felt like it had been ages since they’d got to be alone like this. She gained control of herself and cleared her throat.
“Turn around,” she said, her voice raspy but still her commanding self. Percy raised an eyebrow. “So I can change, Seaweed Brain.” This made him smirk. Annabeth rolled her eyes and pushed him playfully as he turned to the wall and covered his eyes. She could still see his smile creeping on the edges of his face. She shook her head smiling as she took off the ragged clothes. Percy may have had his eyes closed, but he heard every sound of the fabric moving off her body and hitting the floor. She moved into the shower. Percy sat on the toilet and waited, trying not to think about his naked girlfriend who was about 2 feet away from him behind a plastic curtain.
“Pass me a towel?” Her small voice rang from the shower. Percy obliged. In only a moment, Annabeth was stepping out of the shower, her towel wrapped around her body tightly as her curly hair dripped water onto the floor. She looked up at him, “Your turn.” The two of them switched places in the room.
“You don’t have to turn around if you don’t want to,” Percy winked, stripping off his shirt. Annabeth rolled her eyes and turned around, but only the hide her blush. Percy stepped into the shower as Annabeth secured her towel in place. She attempted to brush through her matted hair, which was going surprisingly well before she heard the shower turn off. She grabbed a towel and stuck it through the curtain. Within a few seconds, Percy stepped out of the shower in all his glory. Despite being starved and terrorized for three weeks, he looked godly. Annabeth rarely saw him with his hair wet, and she mentally groaned at how good he looked. She turned back to the mirror to finish brushing her hair, but Percy grabbed the brush out of her hand.
“Let me,” he rasped, moving behind her. Through the mirror, Annabeth watched his muscles shift in his arms and torso as he finished brushing her hair. She had a permanent blush on her face from the intimacy of it all. When he was done, he wrapped his arms tightly around her and rocked them back and forth as buried his face into her neck. Annabeth sighed and leaned into his body. They were safe.
“Let’s go get dressed,” Annabeth said, grabbing his hand and leading him into the bedroom. Percy thought there were definitely other things he wanted to do, but he listened to his girlfriend. So they took turns sitting on the bed while the other one changed, both of them silent as their heads ran with thoughts. When they were finished, they decided to go get food. Annabeth grabbed onto Percy’s arm as they entered the hall, a habit she had been forming over the past few weeks. They had rarely let go of each other’s hands.
“There you two are,” Piper sighed with relief as they entered the hall. Annabeth sent her a quick smile. She’d missed her too.
“Sorry we took a while, I had about three weeks of grime plastered to my skin,” Percy joked as he and Annabeth sat next to each other. Piper had noticed the two of them both had wet hair, but she didn’t mention it. She figured after spending weeks together in the pits of hell, they could enjoy some privacy on the ship.
“I’m just happy you guys are back with us. Here, have some food and I’ll make some tea. Just relax, you guys are safe,” and for some reason, hearing this from Piper made both Percy and Annabeth feel instantly better. They ate mostly in silence, not wanting to share any details of their experience just yet. It was too gruesome to recount over dinner, and the last thing either of them wanted right now was to relive the weeks of terror and pain. Percy put his hand on Annabeths knee, mindlessly stroking her thigh as he ate his dinner. Their chairs were practically pushed together at the table, as if any space between them was equivalent to a mile. Percy didn’t care if he was being over protective, he would do anything to keep Annabeth safe. He had fallen into hell for her, and he would do it again in a heartbeat. He would brush her tangled hair and take off her muddy shoes everyday for the rest of his life if it meant getting to spend it with her. He smiled at her, she smiled back. They were both truly happy in that moment just to be next to each other, safe. Percy leaned in to kiss her, not caring that all of his friends were watching. Not caring that in just a few days, they’d face yet another war. Percy would kill anyone who tried to hurt his future with Annabeth without hesitation. On that note, the two of them said their goodnights to their friends before heading back to Annabeths bunk. There was an unspoken agreement that they’d be sleeping in the same bed now. As Percy settled himself behind Annabeth for the night, he made a promise to himself. If they could make it through their senior year of high school, he was going to propose to her. With that promise fresh in his mind, he kissed his girlfriend goodnight and closed his eyes only to be met with visions of the Arai. A few minutes later Annabeth jerked awake and accidentally punched Percy in the nose.
They didn’t get much sleep that night.
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vicslllla · 1 day
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Many children don't know what cassettes are because they're not used very often anymore. Nico di Angelo doesn't know what they are either; not because he's young, but because he's old
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genz420 · 2 days
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What kind of Music do they Listen to 🎵 🎧
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Content: Headcanons
Warning: None
Pairing(s): None
Character(s): Percy, Jason, Frank, Leo, Nico, Annabeth, Piper
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Percy Jackson
Let’s be realistic here 
Percy is a kid from New York
I know nothing about New York expect it was stolen from my ancestors and that it had some crazy shit happening in the 70s  
And whatever was in Hamilton 
I feel like Percy would listen to a mix of rap and mainstream music 
He would listen to Kendrick Lamar, Lil Mabu, Eminem, Kanye (I know he’s a weird and bad guy), and Tyler, the Cartor
He thinks he can rap
He can not 
But will try for anyone who lets him
Jason Grace
2000s white girl songs
Rihanna, Fergie, Kesha, you know the classics 
Who doesn’t love that genre of white girl music 
It happy and classic
But also a huge fan of the Fleet Foxes
And that of course means he loves father john misty and Lana Del rey
Frank Zhang 
I just know Frank listens to Canadian artists 
Like everything from Nickelback to The Tragically Hip
But also bands like Mother Mother
And the Weekend 
And Drake 
And Justin Bieber
But his music taste isn’t limited to Canadian classics 
He loves ambiance music/Brown noise 
Sometimes, he just wants to listen to nothing but something 
Leo Valdez
Country 
Not like “I hate my wife” Country 
Let’s not forget Leo is from Taxes
He obviously loves the classic like Marty Robbins
But I see him listening to Zach Bryne, Dolly Parton, and Carrie Underwood
You can’t convenience me that he doesn’t love the song “Before He Cheats” 
That shit was blasting when Argo II was being built
He gets into the music 
Like screams it while it plays
Doesn’t matter if he is with other people 
I also get the vibe he would listen to some Spanish artists 
Like oldies.  Stuff his grandfather and mother would have listened to 
Because the people you grow up with influence your music 
Artist like: Chavela Vargas, Jeanette, and Eydi Gormé
Nico Di Angelo
Old man Nico would listen to Italian music 
But as he gets older I see him listening to artists like Radiohead or The Smiths 
Because he is a bit of a sad boy 
Maybe even some more modern Italian musicians like Fiordaliso or 
Would also get into Ska Music 
Specially 2 tone Ska
I see him liking The Specials, Prince Buster, and Madness
He would also love Amy Winehouse 
Annabeth Chase
Movie/TV soundtracks 
Loves the song where it’s all instrumental 
I think she would be a huge fan of Bear McCreary, Ramin Djawadi, and Hans Zimmer
She wouldn’t even watch the show the songs are in 
She just enjoys the sound of music
When she does eventually watch movies, you know the Prince of Egypt soundtrack took her out 
Piper Mclean
I think she would be a HUGE Dido, Kate Bush, Cranberries fan
Would also be the type to have their music influenced by Tiktok 
Nothing wrong with that
It happens to me 
The top song is Grafton Street by Dido
Loves Fleetwood Mac
And Florance & the Mechian
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everything-even · 8 hours
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ssparksflyy · 16 hours
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rip piper mclean and leo valdez you wouldve loved the kendrick and drake drama
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ophii · 3 days
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TOA SPOILERS!!!!
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artists rendition of jasons death but it was for school. and i removed the horses... and changed jasons uniform... honestly idek if he was wearing it during this i forgor
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ryuusei-niu · 17 hours
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Jason: I don't feel like going to train today
Piper: Don't go
Leo: Yeah, don't go
Jason: but it's important, and I need to train
Leo: Sometimes it's important to give yourself time, you know? Stay in bed... See a movie...
Jason: but I need to—
Piper: Do you really need it? Like, we can stay here, bake some cookies...
Jason:
Leo: Go to bed, cuddling...
Jason: My gods, the demons are whispering in my ear
Leo: ...what demons?
Jason: YOU
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Nico coming to from his week-long death trance to watch Percy Jackson (holding a loaf of wonder bread) and Jason Grace (who, last he checked, should not know Percy) and some girl he doesn't know (holding a cornucopia) try to talk the two giants who have been holding him captive (one in Hawaii shirt, one in a ballet leotard, both with snake feet) into letting them go instead of destroying Rome for a month: uh OK. This tracks.
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The Seven as Minecraft player types
Annabeth- The builder. You would think the game's limits would at least prove somewhat of a challenge to her, but she’s somehow mastered the ability to make builds that don’t even seem to be made of squares anymore. You just know she’s one of those people making those giant castles where you have to turn up your render distance to even see them fully.
Leo- Redstone builder. He'll spend the first hour in the mines, but the minute he walks out, he's ready to go to work. He and Annabeth are a force to be reckoned with when they start working together. They will have you sitting there trying to figure out how what you just saw was a part of Minecraft and not some entirely different game.
Hazel- The farmer. She hates going anywhere near the mines, but she’s got the most impressively efficient farm systems you’ve ever seen. All of this is for her real end goal of creating the fastest horse possible on every single world.
Frank- The Pvper. He’s a force to be reckoned with and most of the others have given up trying to beat him in any capacity. He spends most of his time working as a bodyguard for Hazel or collecting mob drops for the others needs.
Jason- The Explorer, the minute he joins a world, that boy is GONE. You ask him where he is at any point, and he’s at least 5k blocks from the nearest player. He will eventually show up with the most insane loot, but that is just so he can drop things off before vanishing again.
Piper- The Achievement Hunter. She is locked into this game and surprisingly great at it. You’d think she’s speed running with how quickly she’s flying through the game. She will always be the first to the nether and the end and almost never has a house, just a collection or weird builds designed specifically to help her with whatever she's working on
Percy- The resource collector. He’s much more likely to bounce between different activities than the others. One minute he’s trying to fight Frank, the next he’s helping Piper try and get some very specific achievement, and then he’s desperately trying to find Jason. The minute Annabeth even mentions she wants a certain type of block, he is laser-focused and won’t even think about doing anything else until he’s got an inventory full of said items.
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Gentle reminder that the only thing Jason could worry about in a life threatening situation was that his vegan girlfriend wouldn't kiss him for a month (since he had eaten raw meat in the giant's place)
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poppitron360 · 2 days
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Hi ok so Rick? Yeah? I get it, you have seven characters. If you’re pairing them all off into relationships, there’s gonna be an odd one out. That’s fine.
COULD YOU AT LEAST GIVE THEM PARENTS????!!!!
Or at the very least NOT have them felt abandoned and worthless their whole life? Like is that too much to ask??
NO BECAUSE HOW ABOUT THIS?
Piper is the one that’s single. That way, she still has her dad, but she’s still insecure because a child of Aphrodite who’s the only one not in a relationship? Then, we can get messages like “romantic love is not the only type of love”- which align with the Ancient Greek philosophies of Plato about “Eros” and “Phillia”.
Leo can either be with Jason, who he’s already got pretty good chemistry with (Valgrace shippers would go nuts). Or have Leo, Jason, and Piper all be single, because not every character needs to be paired off into a relationship, not everything is about love, y’know?
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coldwayhome · 2 days
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IS IT CASUAL NOW? piper mclean.
synopsis: in which you're "casual" with piper mclean.
tags: 16+ ONLY!!!! suggestive content ahead. mentions of hookups & drinking, both parties are over 21. no graphic nsfw written. some angst & fighting. no set gender, but relationship is implied to be wlw.
notes: soo self indulgent i hope you enjoy <33
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10:36. she's late.
you paced around the lawn, waiting for her to pull into your driveway. she said 10:30, but she's always running late. you can't blame her for it, she's busy. that's what she tells you at least.
headlights flared, and piper's white jeep speedily pulled up to you.
she asks if you're ready to go, and you feel yourself smile at the sound of her voice. she has you wrapped around her finger (whether she knows it or not).
driving to her apartment is a quick 10 minutes, but feels like ages with her hand tracing your thigh. getting inside her door is better, you think. at least she looks at you.
laying in bed with piper at night was nice. she's sweet to you, kissing the dark purple bruises and wrapping her arms around you when you need it.
but it always made you question things. question things like: what are we? what do you think of me? do you think we'll grow old together?
and when do you know if it's stopped being casual— when you've moved in? it's not like you could ask her, because she just smiles and changes the subject. everyone thinks you're dating and you don't have the heart to correct them. it's nice to think about.
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you're staring at your disheveled self in the mirror and think: sometimes, you wish you never met her.
what would life be like without piper? this situation with her has been going on for half a year, and she's still shown you no semblance of an official answer.
it doesn't help that you argued in the car. it was about something insignificant to both of you, but you knew there was something beneath the surface she was actually mad about. you chose to not bring it up, and say nothing but a short farewell when you were dropped back off at your house.
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she says she hates you.
but it's just that she knows your coffee order by heart. and it's just that the passenger seat is adjusted to your liking. and it's just that you've met her parents.
but it's just that that you can see a future with her, and you know she can too.
so you call her. she doesn't pick up at first, but she calls back a few minutes later.
she's guarded; you don't usually call her.
you ask how she is, she says she's fine. you know she's not.
you just want to talk; doesn’t end well.
what, to check on her? she’s fine, don’t call her again.
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2:12. a text from piper. two words, if you can even call it that.
you up?
no response from you.
three minutes later:
baby please
m sorry
miss u
she’s drunk, for sure. she only gets drunk when she’s trying to drown her feelings. aka, when she knows she fucked up. gods.
you grab your phone to text her: where are you?
no response.
you don’t really have to ask though. if she’s this drunk, she’s at home. hopping in your car with no time for bluetooth, the radio blares whatever station you left it on last. there were no thoughts circling you head other than her.
pushing the door open, you march into piper’s fancy apartment. there she is, sniffling on the floor with her emptied cup of coke & rum that was most likely refilled a couple times.
seeing your face, she attempts to get up off the carpet where she was sitting, but ends up falling over. rushing to her side, you pull her into an embrace and rest on the floor with her.
“i love you.” she slurs.
“stop.” you say, silencing her but not pushing her off.
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you say won’t live in delusion. you say you hate her. you say piper mclean does not love you.
you, of all people, know that’s not true.
but you have no interest in talking to her about it.
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ITS HARD BEING CASUAL WHEN MY FAVORITE BRA IS IN YOUR DRESSER 📢📢🗣️🗣️‼️‼️
where are the piper stans…
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