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lilislegacy · 2 months
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the-lonely-astronaute · 3 months
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🚨⚠️TRIALS OF APOLLO SPOILERS⚠️🚨
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“He won’t see 17” IM CRYKNG WHY CANT THEY ALL JUST BE HAPPY
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haydden29 · 1 year
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Why Nico stayed at camp half-blood
Hi so This is bugging me and I have to say it
in fanfics and other stuff like that they make Nico look like he would have left camp for good if it wasn’t for Will but in reality it was Reyna and the 7 sure Will was protesting against him leaving but he not the reason why Nico stayed. I mean sure when Nico grew closer to Will he is a main reason of why he stayed but it not the first or only reason he stayed!!!
okay thank for reading my little rant.☺️
Haydden
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demigodlyquotes · 20 days
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i think we, as a fandom, moved on from the Apollo cabin too quickly.
because wdym they were the second biggest cabin only for 3 to survive after the war?
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audreyscribes · 3 months
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Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: ☀ APOLLO: God of Archery, Art, Music, & Poetry, Prophecy, Light & Sun, Healing & Plagues, Truth 🎶
author's note: I had a sudden idea about writing some headcanons Camp Halfblood demigods being claimed and what it's like for each respective god and cabin, followed by a small blurb afterwards. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! The order is not in order of the cabin numbers. [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]
When you get claimed, you're graced with a light haloing over you. It's so bright yet soft. You also feel warm but you somehow feel like its a warm hug and its Apollo secretly giving you a hug.
The Apollo cabin welcomes you happily and they all gather around, singing you a welcome song. Some of them break out into an Acapella, while some whip out their instruments out of thin air. You find yourself at least humming to the song and maybe even singing along, the words just coming to you naturally. 
 You’re shown the sleeping quarters that are nice and warm, and when you press your nose against them, you can smell the sun on them. 
You’re also shown the ropes of the place, but most importantly where they treat the sick and injured. As children of Apollo, your natural gifts are used almost daily. If you’re not that hyped about seeing blood or the like, you’re moved away from the rotation and help out with other things: changing sheets, disinfecting, checking stock and getting stock, and so forth. 
You’re still required to learn how to do First Aid though. Even if your godly parent is the god of Healing, you’re still going to have to learn how to do the mundane medical methods. Better learn how to do proper CPR just in case. Sure, you could heal any damages but it's better not let it happen anyway. 
You just have candy in your pockets. You might think its odd but when you see a small camper hurt their knee and one of your siblings whip out a lollipop after patching it up, you realise you’re not just there to soothe physical wounds. 
Plus, you have candy. What’s not to love?
Though, speaking of Candy, you didn’t know you had to help out in sorting candy and inspecting it. Especially any red candy or specific dyes used in them. You learn immediately that once ago, there was a period of time that the campers acted very intensely, and after an intense lava wall incident and an almost burnt down pegasus stall, it was discovered that some people had consumed certain candies containing Red dye 40 and was affecting the ADHD.
The Apollo cabin is the place to be for entertainment. There’s constantly music and art being produced. There are even beat poetry nights. 
So many rap battles. 
The Apollo cabin often has collaborative efforts with the Hephatesus Athena,Dionysus cabin. There’s always some big project happening and it’s always a treat.
Hamilition. Cats. Hadestown. Heathers. Highschool Musical- all the broadway shows and musicals you can think of, the Apollo cabin have it down pat. Along with the Dionysus cabin, you just perform and break out in song. Eventually Mr. D and Chiron let you guys perform actual broadway musicals or general theatre because there were too many impromptu moments that broke through the entire camp. No one has recovered from the D's (Mr. D, the Dionysus, and Demeter cabin) and the Giant Strawberry incident.
When you get claimed, light envelops you with a soft mysterious song playing. It was warm and you swore you could imagine arms hugging you lovingly. You’d imagine Apollo used the claim to at least give his children a hug. You hugged back and you felt the faintest squeeze back. Before you could dwell on it later, the light disappears leaving a faint glow on your skin. 
The song you had heard had also drifted off as well, but it had spoken to your soul. Like it had been chosen for you. You saw a bunch of other campers stand around and begin going into verse, a choir of campers singing a song before you realized it was the same song from before. More and more people began to join in, singing in acapella, instruments being played, and people clapping along for the beat. You watched in excitement and you felt their music resonate with you, it went through your body, up your throat and before you knew it, you were singing along, leading it. 
When the song came to an end, the singers cheered and clapped before you saw a boy with curly blonde hair step up, giving you a beaming smile. You thought he looked like a golden retriever. 
“Hi! You definitely have the chords of a child of Apollo” he complimented, holding out his hand. You took his hand as you shook, “My name is Will Solace, and I’m the cabin leader of Cabin 7. Welcome to the Apollo cabin!”
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l0ve-dov3 · 2 months
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sweet perfume.
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luke castellan x apollo! reader
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summary: in which luke in a regular visitor in the infirmary, and for the first time, you realize how much you liked having him there.
warnings: none, i don’t think? just lots of pining and obliviousness
word count: 880
authors note: this may or may not become a series, if people like it enough, so please tell me if you’d like to see more!
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Sweet.
Soft, subtle, floral, but most of all sweet.
Luke breathed deeply as you leaned over him, gently wrapping gauze around his bruised and bloodied arm. “You just can’t stay out of the infirmary, can you Castellan?” You chuckled out, sparing a glance at your well-injured friend.
“What? You don’t want me to visit, Sunny? I thought you loved me.” The ravenette retorted, smirking slightly as you shook your head. He watched as the tiniest grin bloomed on your face, making his chest tighten with warmth as he took in another breath of your perfume.
Luke loved to lay there–at least two or three times a week–just basking silently in your comforting presence. The boy always seemed to have something wrong–a cut, a bruise, a random pain or headache–but as silly as it was, it endeared you, and you nursed him gently every time. He loved that about you. No matter how many times he turned up, in the same bed every week, you never questioned him; simply took him by the hand and cared for him, like the little angel he thought you to be.
“I love to have you visit, but recently you’ve been more of a troublesome resident.” You chortled, chasing Luke out of his thoughts, “You have to stop getting hurt eventually. It’s making me wonder if I need to tell Chiron…”
Luke rolled his eyes playfully, swatting away your gentle hand as though you’d offended him greatly. “Tell Chiron, and I’ll never ever talk to you again.” He spoke childishly, earning a stifled laugh as he turned away from you.
“Luke Castellan, you know you can’t stay away from me that long.” You said shortly, placing your fingers under his chin to turn his head back.
Your smile enchanted him, so bright that it battled the stars and rivaled the sun. With his eyes boring into your own, he nodded slowly, unable to find words as you tended to the tiny scratch on his face. He could sit like this forever, he thought, drowning in your soft voice and gentle nature. He loved the way your fingers held his chin straight, and your tongue pushed against your cheek in subtle concentration. He loved the way your gaze softened when you saw him walk in, the way your eyes seemed to sparkle and your steps felt more floaty.
He loved the way he couldn’t stay away from you. He loved how you were right.
But despite all of those things, he was still uncertain if he loved you.
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Luke had been making his stops at the infirmary for a while. You’d smile when he knocked on the door, the setting sun peeking in, leading him over to his regular spot for an hour (sometimes, several hours) of laughs and conversation.
Until, one week, he didn’t come.
You found it odd, how your stomach sank with each passing day. You didn’t quite know why it hurt so much, sitting on the edge of ‘his’ bed like a lovesick puppy. You should be glad he wasn’t roughed up all week. But still, you sat there; hoping he’d knock on that door with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh.
For as long as you’d known Luke—and you’d known him ages—you’d never known him to suddenly drop a routine. He wasn’t the best swordsman at camp from skipping training, or taking random breaks. No, you’d seen him, waking up at the crack of dawn and practicing in the arena. Nearly every day for three years. So why, you wondered, had he suddenly quit on you?
You found it unlikely that he wasn’t getting hurt, which a swordsman’s training usually entailed. Maybe, he was patching himself up for once. Maybe, he didn’t need you anymore to ease his pain.
You sat there, wiping the blood from a camper's scraped up knee, with your thoughts running rampant after a solemn week of waiting. You had tended to plenty of campers in that time, maintaining your welcoming smile and soothing voice. Today was just like the others. You finished cleaning up your last camper, sending the younger boy off with a peck on the head. The gesture made him giggle, hugging you before running off again. The small interactions brought you a bit of joy, making new connections, meeting new people. You loved making your mark on camp, and as an Apollo kid, that mark was left in the infirmary.
It almost made you wonder if your mark was left on Luke.
Just as you were about to leave, your satchel packed and your heart heavy, you heard a series of knocks on the door.
“Sunny? Are ya’ still here?”
You felt your heart stop.
Clumsily, you rushed to the door, a smile forming on your lips as you opened it to your favorite face. He was standing there, just as he always was, with that cheeky smirk and golden laugh. You stared into his sparkling brown eyes, surrounded by tiny scratches, just as they always were. You glanced at his curly hair, soaked and sweaty, just as it always was. And with not a second left to waste, you pulled him into a tight, longing hug.
“Hey.” He greeted again, taking a deep, long breath, “Gods, I missed the smell of your perfume.”
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dam-bluecookies · 7 months
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GUYS
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piper mclean is def the type of person to specifically go to taylor sheesh instad of taylor swift
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badwolfarcadiabay · 3 months
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Rip the We died in a bathtub. It was a really big bathtub scene, you will be missed
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Camp Half-Blood Cabin Aesthetics
Part II
ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : ╰┈➤ Cabin 7: Apollo ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳
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Having Apollo as your godly parent can feel like…
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But it can also feel like this :o
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ੈ✩‧₊˚ Images are NOT mine. All photos are found on Pinterest with the following searches of “Apollo aesthetic,” “band kid aesthetic,” “volleyball aesthetic,” and “summer sunny aesthetic.”
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genz420 · 18 days
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Cabin 7 Headcannons ☀️ 🎵
Masterlist | Rules
Content: Cabin Headcannons
Warning: None
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Very crowded cabin
Well, before the war, it was
After 
Well 
Let's just say you won’t be sleeping on the floor like the Hermes cabin
Not all of them are healers 
Or musicians 
Some of poets 
Or they can often guess what is about to happen
Or some are that one kid who is ALWAYS out sick
Because Apollo is the god of healing, he is also the god of disease
The Apollo cabin has the widest range of demigods
Not everyone is a carbon copy 
They don’t all have one common factor 
They feel the closest to their father or mother, when in the sunlight
For the sunlight feels like a warm hug 
And they can imagine that is what it is like to feel the embrace of their godly parent 
They can take solace in knowing that the sun can watch them during the day
Can see their victories 
Can take pride in them
I like to think Apollo does watch his children during the day 
That he isn’t a deadbeat 
No matter what their skin colour is, they always seem to have a glow to them
A warmth 
Clearest skin in camp
I think no matter what the demigod is into, all children are artists at heart 
They are filled with passion
No matter what
They remind me of the song “Out of My League” by Fitz and Tantrums 
Don’t know why 
Get along best with Dionysus, Aphrodite, and surprisingly, Nyx campers the most
I feel like they might have a weight on their chest 
The healer's whole job is to keep their fellow camper alive and well
Children themselves are forced to rise up
They hold themselves to the highest standard out of everyone 
Always the type of person to think they could have done better
Got 100 on a test
Well, I could’ve gotten the bonus question 
But they are also the type to make you feel like you did amazing 
It doesn’t matter what you did 
They will praise you to no end 
They are nice and kind 
But also kind of insufferable 
All depends
The one thing they all have in common if the need for glory 
Because how else will their father notice them
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niche-writings · 1 month
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leo valdez masterlist.
general hcs.
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hyacynta · 2 years
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apollo's kids canonically call artemis aunt
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deadal3x · 4 months
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Cabin Playlist Masterpost
Here's all my playlists for the Camp Half-Blood Cabins! I have playlists for the cabins with children/the ones most important to my fic series
Cabin 1; Zeus Cabin 3; Poseidon Cabin 4; Demeter Cabin 5; Ares Cabin 6; Athena Cabin 7; Apollo Cabin 9; Hephaestus Cabin 10; Aphrodite Cabin 11; Hermes Cabin 12; Dionysus Cabin 13; Hades Cabin 16: Nemesis
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aroaceleovaldez · 11 months
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Speaking of their depiction of Will's anxiety- the Stymphalian birds were specifically chosen for him, because in the myths they can only be taken down by archery. But they're saying here that Will had a traumatic experience at the hands of monsters who have historically been defeated by archers. And then he didn't dedicate himself to archery at all? For the 5+ years he's been at camp? Reverse superhero origin story where instead of vowing to fight crime as the result of a loved one's death they just never leave the house ever again
Yeah! Or music/sound (which his satyr is specifically noted to be skilled at - Woodrow teaches the music class at CHB in The Hidden Oracle), which Will also doesn't do anything with besides his sonic whistle or healing hymns (which apparently are actually just his mom's songs and not hymns) at all until that gets retconned in TSATS. Like, we know he has a sonic whistle and healing hymns, but it's kind of a specific thing that he's not as musically or archery inclined as his siblings. So why half-retcon half of that, make these birds that can specifically only be defeated by sound and archery a major part of his backstory, and then... we never get any payoff for it? He faces them again, but it doesn't go any better than it did the first time? There's no building of his character there.
Also, Stymphalian birds are actually sacred to Artemis. Yknow. Apollo's twin.
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I get that TSATS was trying to cameo a lot of monsters we've seen before, but making Stymphalian birds specifically part of Will's backstory feels kind of weird and doesn't make a ton of sense? Because when we see them in SoM it's implied they were specifically sent to CHB, so why would they try to maim the random kid? Especially a son of the sibling of the goddess they're sacred to?
The only explanation I would accept is that the Stymphalian birds that attacked Will in New York were actually the ones from CHB in Sea of Monsters after they flew away, and Will just got really unlucky. But timeline-wise that actually doesn't work, cause SoM and TTC are the same year, and Nico and Will are the same age, so Will should be 10 or 11 in SoM/TTC (depending on if you accept Nico is 13 or 14 in HoO). And TSATS tells us Will arrived to CHB at age eight, which would mean he's been at CHB longer than Percy has and so the birds couldn't be the same ones from SoM. (Yes I'm still mad about the absolutely broken timeline there.) Also if they're dissuaded by noise, there's no way they're going to land in the middle of New York City of all places.
There's just other monsters they could have picked that would have made more sense. Or even mortal animals! We know from previous books that there's a thing about mortal animals sometimes having vendettas against the children of gods associated with their species for curse reasons or etc! Apollo actually has a lot of those! And it can become enough of a problem even to young demigods that it can require them to come to camp early before monsters can begin tracking them (ex.: Annabeth with spiders - monsters seemed to only become a problem after she tried coming back home the first time). Why not have it be Will being attacked consistently by normal mortal crows, because he's a son of Apollo? Or snakes - in the first book Percy even mentions fighting off two snakes when he was a baby because they were sent to kill him. I mean, Will's from Texas! We can absolutely scrounge up some snakes for him to fight. And it would fit more with acknowledging how he's from Texas specifically, just like how much the book tries to emphasize that Nico is from Venice.
It feels like one of many dropped plot points that make me say I wish TSATS had been worked on longer so that these types of things could have been ironed out and maybe turned into something consistent.
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carcasstohounds · 3 months
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i think the apollo kids don’t like this one very much
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