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Cabin 15: Hypnosis 🐑💤

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Just Couple Tings

Miranda and Clovis became best friends after Clovis took Miranda under their wing on the Deathball team. Clovis' crush started out as occasional playful flirting but grew into something intense - on both sides - which scared the crap out of both of them 😳

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POV your five foot tall scrawny student can lift you off your feet (you are eight feet tall)

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Here is the first Niclovis post of 2025. But it’s also a very special day. Happy birthday Nico di Angelo! Clovis is being lovey dovey with his emo boyfriend.

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My new fan kids from my favorite rarepairs that I adopted from Layes.art on Instagram.

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Clovis: Babe, you're so funny!

Nico : We have 1492 days until your tragic premature death. You will break my trust three times before that happens, but I forgive you.

Clovis: Awwww, that's sweet of you!

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clovis moodboard 2

hope you like it!!

@snowberryanchors as per request (:

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Maiden Grim Slice of Life #1

Grover had just come back from his latest venture to find a lead on Pan. But his search was starting to look bleaker by the day since the wild god had sent him a message last winter. He was finishing up writing his report in the Big House rec room. Where he knew he'd finally find a moment of quiet before facing the judgemental reception of the Cloven Elders.

Unfortunately, it seemed like he wouldn't get the peace he wished for. Suddenly the rec room door burst open and a camper came barreling through. Grover nearly jumped in his seat and turned warily. It wasn't just any camper, but Isra Salem. The daughter of Hecate whirled around and closed the door, locking the doorknob with one hand. Because in the other was currently occupied with holding an embroidered pillow.

"Isra?" He called out

She yelped and clutched her pillow to her chest like a shield. Her wide eyes landed on him, and she sagged in relief, but the panic on her face hardly lessened.

"Grover! Thank the gods. Listen you have to help me!"

He stood up quickly. Isra Salem never thanked the gods, much less ask for help. Just what was going on?

"Why? What's happened?"

Isra marched over and shoved the pillow into his arms. "What is—" but his question was cut-off. A wave of utter relaxation swept over him. Grover yawned, eyes drooping and clung to the pillow tighter. It felt like hugging a marshmallow made from clouds.

"Oh no." Isra yanked the pillow from his arms. His arms grasped lazily for it back. "No no no no." She slapped his hands away. "Not you too. Come on, snap out of it."

Isra suddenly pinched his shoulder, and he yelped. "Ouch! What was that for?"

"I don't need you getting enchanted, too!" She suddenly started pacing. "I'd never have done it if I thought it would be this bad. I just wanted to make myself a better pillow. Now they're willing to do anything to get their hands on it."

"Alright, time out. I think you need to take a breath, calm down, and explain properly." Grover held up his hands. Mediator mode switched on. "I know just breathing exercise—"

Isra transformed her necklace into her wand. Magic crackled in the air. "This is no time for self-help lessons, Grover! They will be here any minute now!"

"Well, maybe if you learned some, then you might be a better communicator about what in the Hades is going on—"

Suddenly, what sounded like a battering ram slammed against the door. Isra turned, backing up with a cringing Grover. Muffled, drowsy voices shouted from the hall. Their sounds of effort were straight from a zombie horror movie.

"H-how could undead get past the camp boundary?" he asked shakily.

"Undead?" Isra shook her head. Eyes still locked on the groaning door. "No. It's much worse. Its—"

The door flung open.

"Clovis?" Grover said, baffled.

The son of Hypnos and half a dozen of his siblings toppled over through the doorway. The satyr relaxed as they grouched at each other and struggled to get up.

"Ow! You elbowed me!" Poppy exclaimed.

"Get your fat ass off me, Aislin!"

"No pushing!" Followed by a thud of someone being pushed.

Grover gave Isra look like, this is what you were scared of?

Isra shifted on her feet, distinctly more embarrassed looking.

Eventually, the Hypnos children found their feet under them. They rushed toward Isra, but the daughter of Hecate seemed prepared for exactly that.

She held up the pillow and pointed at it with her wand. "Stay back or the pillow gets it!" There was a click, like a stove turning on, and a tinny-tiny flame appeared at the tip of her wand.

The Hypnos children gasped, and Clovis raised his arms, halting their approach. "Now, let's not do anything rash, Isra."

"Rash is my middle name," she said darkly.

Clovis' brow furrowed, as did his siblings. Plus Grover, who was getting more confused by the second.

A slight redness colored Isra's cheeks. "Shut up!" She drew the pillow closer to the flame. "I'll do it, I swear I will!"

The Hypnos children murmured an anxious batch of no's. Grover shook his head and stepped between the standstill. "Wait. This is all about a pillow?"

"Not A pillow," Poppy Aquino snapped. It was about the most annoyance he'd seen out of the calm girl, which was jarring. "It's THE pillow! The perfect pillow."

"It's also MY pillow," Isra interjected.

"So it's...enchanted?" Grover concluded.

"Yes!" Isra said impatiently, like this was common knowledge, and he was the one slow on the uptake.

"Okay..." Grover said. "But whatever reason you guys want it, I'll have to report you to Chiron if you keep acting like the night of the living dead."

The Hypnos children shifted on their feet awkwardly. Now, looking more like embarrassed teens than rabid sleep addicts.

Clovis cleared his throat. "Sorry about that, Isra. I guess we got carried away."

His siblings murmured similar apologies. Isra slowly lowered her arms and shrugged. "Geez, I never knew you guys took sleeping this seriously."

But then Poppy Aquino perked up. "Say, you wouldn't trade for your pillow, would you?"

Isra cocked her head. "I dunno..."

Grover winced. Her indecision was enough to spur the Hypnos kids on. They erupted into a cacophony of shouts. One after the other, they tried one-upping each other's offers.

"I'll give you 500!"

"I'll give you 500 and do your chores for a month!"

Poppy Aquino waved a ring in the air. "I'll give you my abuela's engagement ring!"

"What?!" Isra shrieked in horror.

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Hii Dodger! Could u do a mood board for Clovis (HoO)? No pressure, ofc. Thx, you’re amazing!! :)

I hope you like it!!!

there are so many things I could do for him I could make another if you want

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one of my fav scenes in the entire riordanverse has to be the one in SoN in which percy makes a 50/50 life or death bet knowing he will win bc he knows gaia has to keep him alive. denying the plot armor allegations is OUT, weaponinzing it is IN

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gah

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Katie Gardner

These are only for romantic pairings, not platonic.

The ships in the polls are the twelve (12) most popular ships for each character based on the number of fics on AO3.

F.A.Q.

Ship List:

Katie/Travis (tratie)

Katie/Connor (connatie)

Katie/Percy (katiercy) 

Katie/Connor/Travis (stollatie)

Katie/Drew (katirew) 

Katie/Malcolm (kalcolm) 

Katie/Thalia (kathalia) 

Katie/Leo (katleo) 

Katie/Pollux (pollatie) 

Bianca/Katie (biatie) 

Katie/Will (willatie) 

Clovis/Katie (katovis)

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THE FALL OF THE SUN, THE FINAL VERSE