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theomniscientarchives · 8 months

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a somewhat simple coloured Lester as I finally had to motivation to draw again. I was going to draw cale or Lloyd or an webcomic character but couldn't be bothered finding references for them so Lester

#trails of apollo #lester papadopoulos #pjo #pjo apollo #apollo #trails of apollo fanart #toa #toa fanart #pjo fanart #pjo apollo fanart #apollo fanart #lester papadopoulos fanart

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ace-of-garlic-breads · 10 months

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Kayla from Trails of Apollo! (i only just got book three so no spoilers pls) idk why but I think she'd be a girl guide, and I'm progecting when i say she has like bins of bages. also I MISS THE OLD UNIFORM, (this is the old one I drew her in, the new one is kinda ugly tbh)

#trails of apollo #riordenverse #kayla knowles #kayla knowles fanart #riordenverse fanart #trails of apollo fanart #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #cabin seven #girl guides of canada #girl guide headcanons

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batryz · 2 months

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Soaking up the sun ☀️

(the mirmir is sleepy) (he has not slept in awhile) (let him rest!!!)

#will solace #pjo #pjo series #pjo fanart #pjo hoo toa #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trails of apollo #tsats #pjo hoo toa tsats #william andrew solace #Will my beloved #riordanverse #fanart #first work

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violetspatellaa · 8 months

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people are always underestimating how physically strong Nico is☀️🌠💪

#solangelo #nico di angelo #will solace #tsats #pjo #riordanverse #fanart #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #trails of apollo

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mercuryferns · 2 years

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wisdom’s daughter (walks alone)

just realized i never posted this here. this is an annabeth chase painting i did about two months ago. the nose is too small and kinda weird with thr lighting? i cant explain it. but aside from that im really proud of this actually. i wasnt specifically referencing leah (mostly because i started this in loadshedding and by the time it ended i was too stubborn to change the sketch) but i hope it resonates with you nonetheless.

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blueboyblue3 · 2 years

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Nico definitely shadow travels Will to exotic places as a treat :] ☀️

#my art #fanart #nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #Percy Jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trails of apollo #riordanverse #the sun and the star #pjo

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rmoony01 · 1 month

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Representations in the Riordanverse ☆༉

We all know that Rick is trying his best to represent in his books as many groups as he can, and I am sure he has done a proper research about all of them.

The thing is, every group says that some things he put in those characters are a bit problematic, like Samira showing her hair to all of Valhalla because "they're her family".

I am sure there are problems with more characters and more representations, but I am going to focus on Lavinia Asimov.

When we first meet Lavinia, Apollo tells us she wears a star of David necklace - the most popular Jewish symbol.

(the OG art)

Lavinia is one if the main characters in ToA3, but we get nothing about her jewish identity or her backstory at all, just that her dad is a russian dancer.

Rick knows to do research about groups he isn't part of, he knows to write a pretty good representation if he wants (Samira, Hazel, Ana from daughter of the deep, frank ecd), but in this case he didn't do that and it's obvious.

There's no reason for Lavinia to wear a star of David necklace if she is not connected to her Jewishness, especially in new rome. And is she is connected to her Jewishness, why isn't it talked about in the book?

As a Jewish Riordanverse fan, it's very harmful to see how well represented other communities are and realising that my community is "less important" for Rick to represent it well in his books.

Even outside of the pjo universe, Rick had managed to represent a second Muslim character + an Indian main character. I am happy for you if you are part of those groups, but I am also hurt that I didn't get that representation.

I think we all need to put this in mind, because these kind of things are very important to a lot of people.

#rick riordan #riordanverse #pjo hoo toa #trails of apollo #lavinia asimov #riordanverse fanart #pjo fandom #apollo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percebeth #samirah al abbas #magnus chase #daughter of the deep #nico di angelo #solangelo #jewish

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michi-chelle-draws · 3 months

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he is party rocking, your honor

#klavier gavin #ace attorney #fanart #i finished the first game of the apollo justice trilogy and i miss klavier already!#finally a prosecutor who’s not a complete asshole lmaooo #when he called apollo by his name instead of ‘herr forehead’ during the last trail when they were facing off against kristoph…i rest my cas #i tried doing a bit of foreshortening here but idk if it worked out too well #i think i need to exaggerate the proportions more but eh

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nervoustoastthing · 9 months

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Since I’ve been obsessed with Toa lately, I must draw the ceremonial Lester.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #Toa #pjo hoo toa #trails of apollo #lester papadopoulos #Lester toa #My art #fanart

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theomniscientarchives · 10 months

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I'm reading Toa rn so I thought of drawing this scene as good practice of hands

#trails of apollo #toa #lester papadopoulos #pjo apollo #trails of apollo fanart #toa fanart #lester papadopoulos fanart #pjo apollo fanart #toa apollo #toa apollo fanart #fanart

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moominvalley-state-of-mind · 2 months

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sorry if this has already been done but

draw one of these as your favorite duo / otp :)

first one could go for siblings or something :P

(i just put fandoms i know in the tags, idk)

(ALSO PLEASE TAG ME I LIKE SEEING ART :D)

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themoonyandthestars · 1 year

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My name is Apollo, and I used to be a god

#art #art digital #fanart #trails of apollo #apollo #lester papadopoulos #percy pjo #percy jackson

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freyapoststhings · 2 months

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hc that kids of Apollo with healing powers(Will specifically) can suck one's health/energy too. (More under the cut)

Based on fanart I saw, Apollo's kids can channel their power into their hands. It only works with the demigod's hands, though. (Mini drabble/fic below! No warnings!)

Will discovered it(at least he's the first known person with it) when he was really stressed one day and had to heal some minor wounds(stuff that didn't really need magic to heal).

He was so annoyed that when he touched the patient, they immediately passed out. Will, of course, panicked and started checking vitals, but everything was fine.

The kid woke up a couple minutes later, still with his injuries, mind you. He was fine, but he suddenly felt extremely exhausted.

Will told him that everything was fine with him, no major injuries to be found. Chiron tried to figure out what happened, but all he could determine was that it was something that hadn't happened before.

He recommended calling Apollo to ask about it. So, the next week, when they came to visit, Apollo was immediately bombarded with questions.

He eventually calmed everyone down, before asking what the Hades happened.

Kayla cut Will off and burst into talking animatedly about how cool and powerful her brother was, with Austin nodding along.

Will raised his hands and they both went quiet. This was a trick that Micheal taught Will, back before the war. It was a trick he would use in the infirmary to make it easy to treat patients.

Apollo, who was quite impressed with the little trick, waited patiently for his son to speak.

"Last week, I was treating a patient, and suddenly he passed outright after I touched him. When he woke up, he said he had felt super tired all of a sudden. Do you happen to know what this could be?"

Apollo grinned, snapping his fingers as soon as Will stopped talking.

"Were you extremely tired or feeling a very strong emotion at the time?" Apollo explained, raising an eyebrow at his now flustered son, two young teenagers on either side of him.

"Well....I mean, I was a little tired, I guess? And he only had small cuts and bruises! Nothing a little ambrosia couldn't fix!" Will's tone started sheepish, but slowly annoyance seeped into his voice.

Kayla and Austin shared a look, and then gave their brother a sympathetic glance.

Apollo watched the blonde, who was still rambling about how often patients come in with minor and ordinary scratches and marks.

Apollo held up a tan hand, all three of the other's present hushing up quickly. Will's eyes contained bits of sheepishness, but still had an underlying glance of anger.

Kayla and Austin looked similar to one another, both filled with a mix of curiosity and sympathy.

"Well, it seems like you inherited a trait of mine." Apollo giggled slightly, before sighing and continuing his trail.

"You see, this power you experienced comes with the healing powers. It is extremely rare, especially since most children of mine don't have as much experience healing as you do. That is why you have it."

Apollo took another breath, and continued.

"You're power doesn't have a name, but basically, if you are feeling especially negative, your powers will do a sort of switch."

Before the three could question, Apollo continued.

"What I'm trying to say is, you basically sucked his energy to replenish yours."

Apollo finished, glancing at the surprised faces of the ones he holds dear with amusement.

"So I.....took his energy?!" Will exclaimed. At this point, Kayla and Austin basically had stars in their eyes. Apollo was worried they might be permanent.

"WILL THAT'S SO COOL!!!!" Kayla yelled, crawling over to shake her brother by the shoulders. Austin and Apollo just laughed.

"KAYLAAAAA PLEA-SE PUT ME DOWN." Will exclaimed. Kayla, now out of breath, finally let her very dizzy brother free. Now half in her brother's lap, she tucked her head into his shoulder in an attempt to catch her breath.(Not a ship!!! This is sibling affection!)

Austin smiled, before crawling over to his siblings. They grinned at his brothers' pleading face, before resting leaning against Will's back. Will made one last-ditch effort and looked at his dad for help.

"Dad please! I have work in a few minutes!" Will whispered, still attempting not to wake up his now sleeping siblings.

"I'll take over for a bit, alright?" Apollo smiled gently, before summoning a blanket and slapping it over the three teens. He kissed each child on the crown of their head, before getting up fully.

"Sleep well, my little crows. I love you." Apollo spoke softly, making it harder for Will to stay awake. His exhaustion caught up to him quickly.

By the time the door shut, the demigods were fast asleep, laying against each other on the cabin floor.

He was asked as he left the cabin where his kids were.

"Oh, they're just getting some well-deserved rest."

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Okay! That took far longer than I thought it would lol. I'm thinking of posting this on my ao3 as a short one shot. Let me know what y'all want! Also, I'll try to find the fanart that inspired this! Hope y'all enjoyed this!

#will solace #riordanverse #Implied to be after tsats #kayla knowles #austin lake #unnamed character #drabble #Comfort/humor/little angst??#apollo pjo #sun god apollo #camp half blood #Will solace angst #Kinda

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jtl07 · 10 months

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like a boat

[also on ao3 - note: Spoilers for Stray Gods]

(also shoutout to @sango-blep whose fanart of Stray Gods got me to play it!)

Beatrice starts her own file on Stray Gods after Ava gushes for five days straight to her and their sisters about the “amazing music,” the “super hot characters,” and how it had “such a cool vibe.” (Beatrice agrees immediately to Ava’s first and last points, grudgingly to the second - though she stands by her opinion of Apollo needing to learn how to button his shirt.)

She finds herself terribly torn when deciding her personality traits and again at the first major decision point. ‘It’s just a game,’ she tries to remind herself. She can always redo, she can always play through it again, she has time - they all do.

Her decisions from then on are made on her own instincts, tries not to engage her “strategy brain” (Ava’s words) too much, even though she’d figured out the killer early in the first act. But she finds herself enthralled enough with the characters, the world, with the music that she can accept that small imperfection. (‘Life isn’t about perfection,’ she repeats in her mind as she plays the game, when her eggs turn out a bit too soft, when her run takes a bit too long; as she trails her fingers along the jagged scars that cross Ava’s skin, as Ava looks up at her and grins, laughs, and tucks her head underneath Beatrice’s chin.)

Music hadn’t played a big presence in Beatrice’s life growing up. The exception, of course, being church music, though that had been relegated to Sunday mass. There was no jazz to keep them company at home, no pop music while they were being shuttled to and fro - as a family, they’d hardly spent time together as it is, much less to develop any sort of unifying soundtrack.

Beatrice knew the mechanics of the piano and the violin, could sightread most sheet music placed in front of her but she doesn’t have the same joy Camila has whenever she sees an instrument, doesn’t have the glee Ava has when she plays the electronic drumset she’d been gifted anonymously (they all knew it was really from Lilith). Spending time with Camila and Ava together meant becoming accustomed to conversations peppered with random bursts of song - it never took much, a mere word or phrase could get either of them going - and Beatrice learns to just smile along, fond, content with being an audience to their impromptu mini-musicals.

And it’s because of this lack of experience, this lack of passion, that Beatrice doesn’t expect to like the game as much as she does. Finds herself answering emails quicker than usual, starting up the game whenever she has an hour to spare. Ava will sometimes perch on the arm of her chair and watch her play but is careful not to give anything away, always gives Beatrice space when it comes to decision points in the game.

Ava’s out running errands when Beatrice gets to the end, which is just as well: She sits there, watching the credits roll by, sits there with a bittersweet feeling heavy in her chest. Finished in what seemed like no time at all - ‘The good things are always quick,’ she thinks, and she sees the image of Freddie’s hat overlaid atop Ava’s baseball cap, held tight between her hands.

Ava finds her in the dark, notes what’s in her hands, gives a sad smile. “Finished the game, huh?” she murmurs, brushing a lock of hair behind Beatrice’s ear. Beatrice nods, leans into Ava’s palm. Ava coaxes her out into the living room, keeps the lights low as they order pizza and watch a couple TV shows that Beatrice hardly pays attention to. Ava, however, of course, is paying attention, knows to keep close for the rest of the evening, just hums into Beatrice’s hair when she clings to Ava after they make love in their bed, shuddering and mouthing silently at the space on her chest above her heart.

Beatrice wakes up before her alarm the next morning, a dream of lost boats and ancient pillars whispering at the edges of her consciousness. She goes for her run, per usual, makes her protein shake and sets up Ava’s coffee, per usual, takes a shower, per usual. It’s still early, however, earlier than usual, and Beatrice finds herself turning on her computer, starting up Stray Gods. She opens her file and scrolls back to the beginning of act three. She hesitates briefly at the warning prompt, realizes this is the first choice: keep her saved data or attempt to save Freddie?

‘It’s just a game’ chimes through her mind as she hovers over the ‘Cancel’ button. ‘It is,’ Beatrice thinks, ‘So just play.’

She clicks ‘Ok,’ and lets her decision play out. It’s strange, a part of her brain acknowledges, to make the choices that she normally wouldn’t allow herself to make. To choose selfishness, to give in to her wants. It’s not honorable, it’s not responsible - ‘It’s just a game’ repeats in her head - but Freddie comes back. And it’s not perfect, it’s not all sunshine, but they’re together and Beatrice can’t help but wonder, can’t help but be jealous, can’t help what’s already been done.

‘It’s just a game,’ she reminds herself, numb as she watches the credits roll a second time. When it finishes, it’s well past sunrise and Beatrice knows she should get up to wake up Ava, that they need to leave for the farmers market soon so they can get that cheese Ava wanted but had run out last week, but she stays fixed to her seat, afflicted by a sense of detachment: adrift.

Ava finds her, again, as she always does - as Beatrice never did, and her guilt spills out over her hands in the form of tears. It comes in waves, feels like an ocean, like a ship crashing against a cliff. There’s no music here, no songs, no lyrics; their game has already been played.

But they’re still here, at the end of it all. Ava had come back, against the odds.

‘It was just a game,’ Beatrice reminds herself as she breathes Ava in.

Reminds herself two more truths: That Ava’s here, and they have time.

They’re late to the farmers market but when they arrive at the cheesemonger, they find a wedge saved with Ava’s name on it, much to Ava’s loud delight. They find some vegetables, some fruit, they find plenty of cute dogs to pet; they walk back home hand in hand, laden with bags.

They’re cooking up some of the vegetables when there’s a knock at the door - a package. Beatrice thinks nothing of it until they’ve cleared the dinner plates and Ava’s pulling her onto the couch, pushing the package into her hands.

“It’s a lamp,” Ava explains, a careful, hopeful look on her face as Beatrice studies the small lighthouse. A melody, unbidden, remembered, rings from the back of her mind - lost at sea - and she lets her hand slide to the back of Ava’s neck, pulls her in; uses her lips to map a path from Ava’s mouth to her temple to her forehead.

As if to say, ‘thank you,’ as if to say, ‘yes, I know what it means,’ as if to say, ‘yes, it’s what you mean to me; yes, it’s what I wish to mean for you, if you let me; will you let me?’

And the answer Ava gives is the same choice Beatrice has made, will always make: “Yes,” Ava says as she pulls her in - to shore, to her arms, to her joy of life - “Always.”

#my writing #jt writes fic #avatrice fic #avatrice #plays stray gods #i honestly don't know why i'm writing so much lately #but it's kinda nice to just write and yeet lol #we'll see how long this bout of creativity lasts 🙃#but omg if you like musicals and new takes on greek mythology definitely recommend this game!

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karda · 3 years

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quick doodle of will and nico bc im reading the tower of nero :]] once again obsessed with them

#i love them sm...#apollo noticing how much will cares about him.. my heart #im only on chapter 13 so no fuckin spoilers #trails of apollo #nico di angelo #solangelo #fanart #my art #will solace

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maritzajpeg · 4 years

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What I imagine Percy's notebook looked like in the Sea of Monsters 🥺

#the fact that he PRINTED out the picture and kept it with him!#pjo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percy jackon and the olympians #heros of olympus #sea of monsters #percy jackson fanart #percy jackson fandom #fanart #my art #leo valdez #piper mclean #hazel levesque #jason grace #trails of apollo #percy and annabeth #percabeth #annabeth fanart

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