#CHARON MISSES HIM

[weirdasshomo]

the moment i got Charons keepsake n saw this my delulu ass went straight back to charmes train

like H STANDS FOR HERMES!!! CHANGE MY MIND CHALLENGE (IMPOSSIBLE!!)

[paper-lilypie]

the before and after got to me

[diamondsunbursts-and-marblehalls]

rip elegant-british-bleached-blond-tortoiseshell-shade donning-italian-suit-wearing charon you're the only thing i can't justify losing

[sebesun]

Chaaarooooonnn

[kharonion]

That's Charon. Let's just say... well, he's a loyal employee. Don't mess with me, and he won't mess with you.

It's been Too Damn Long since I've drawn this adorable grumblefuck of a ghoul. 🥴🖤

⊹ available as a print! ⊹

[comfied-chriterature]

Finished the Penacony story and my heart fr stopped at THIS MOMENT

THAT??? That’s love.

And then she LITERALLY died for us.

[ghostofhallownest]

i have little complaint about the scene with charon and cerberus in practicality because i understand it was a detail that can be sacrificed to give scenes like Hades’ room to breathe, but

(a) did we have to lose “we all drowned in a bathtub” that’s An Incredible Line and wouldve taken the same amt of time riordan pls the replacement line was funny but not iconic :(

(b) the point of this post: i am SO sad they cut percy bribing charon, because like, percy’s a manipulative little shit when he wants to be, and it ends up scaring people! i dont have it handy but that scene in HOO where the character POV (annabeth? hazel?) is like… “did percy just manipulate that guy into this choice? on purpose? that’s…disturbingly calculating” —THIS IS A BASIS OF THAT. percy manipulates charon into letting them into the underworld not by throwing a sack of gold at him; he realizes charon wants to bitch and uses that bitching as a doorway in. “you deserve time off [clink] better pay [clink]” (i dont have my book rip the full quote is so funny tho 😭)

like, first of all, the book stresses that percy gets how adults are with alcohol, guy time™️ (derogatory), and money. gabe wastes all their money on poker. he takes any change percy has on him the moment the kid walks in the door. but also, percy mentions throughout the series that he picked up a fair few unethical skills from his boarding schools, too. and this hinted at that, imo. even annabeth was impressed. and that charon ferried them across and then immediately was like “thx for the coin good luck w the dog” —the same couldve been accomplished with charon unlocking a gate for them and then cerberus is Right There. not much would’ve changed.

idk rip “it was a big bathtub” and rip the image of percy slowly stacking drachmas in front of a dude in an italian suit while the guy bitches abt his boss you will always be famous to me

[romaritimeharbor]

sometimes i remember that this guy exists

I DO NOT HAVE THE SPACE FOR ALCHEMY STARS RN BUT I MISS HIM SO MUCH HELP

[helianthologies]

killing myself tmrw btw

[littlesolo]

[tiny-huts]

Fanart of Artemis Entreri dying in a glue trap

[jupiterschaos]

charon, seeing that, after helping zag to leave the underworld for so long, he now has to help melione get in and descend: hhhhhhhrrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh*

* translation: i don’t get paid enough for this

[alsofullofflies]

This leads me to assume we missed Medusa and Charon having the fattest gossip sesh previously off screen about his ex who killed him for the fucking fates- peak mlm/wlw solidarity

[oceaneyesinla]

You and Shoto have been dancing around each other for a while. Cautious, lovesick glances when you think the other isn't looking, hiding blushes when your eyes meet. Finding excuses to sit side by side, shoulders and knees brushing as you both pray for the moment to end but at the same time, for it to last forever. You're both scared - scared of what could happen. You both rely on each other so heavily; what happens if you can't make it work?

One of you has to make a move eventually, though. Its inevitable - something just draws the two of you together, orbiting each other like Pluto and Charon, bound to each other by forces beyond your control. In the end, it's you. You're sitting in a hospital bed, nursing injuries from a scuffle with a villain. When you woke up, Shoto was by your side, head resting on the bed as he dozed with his hand wrapped around yours.

You meet Fuyumi's knowing gaze, and you feel your cheeks heat up as she smiles softly at the two of you, "He's been worried sick, you know? I only convinced him to come home for a while because Midoriya-kun agreed to sit with you."

His sisters' voice, though faint, is still enough to rouse him. Lifting his head, you watch as he blinks slowly, seemingly unaware that you're awake. A smile tugs at your lips as you squeeze his hand, and you can't stop the little giggle that escapes you when his head whips towards you, eyes wide and face open. You see shock, then happiness as a smile splits his face, and you hope the hearts in your eyes aren't too obvious - his smile really is beautiful.

They stay a little longer, before Fuyumi reminds Shoto that they have dinner plans with their mother. Shoto is almost pouting as they say their goodbyes, and he promises you that he'll come back soon.

He turns to walk away, and a rush of irrational panic shoots through you. You so nearly missed your chance to tell him how you feel - to tell him that there's nothing more precious to you than his presence, and that his laughter is a melody you'll never get tired of hearing.

You make a split second decision - the only one you could make, really, "Shoto."

He turns back to you, head slightly cocked and question in his eyes. You lift a hand to beckon him closer and he moves without hesitation, stepping into the space by your bed and leaning in when you wave him down.

You push yourself away from the bed, just enough to reach up and cup one cheek while your lips brush against the soft skin of the other. He freezes under your touch and you pull away to assess his reaction. Anxiety is pooling in your gut, but you still appreciate the pretty red blush spreading across his cheekbones.

He stares at you for just long enough that you start to worry you read everything wrong. You're already planning an apology in your head when he leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, cradling your head in one big hand for a moment before pulling away to meet your eyes, adoring smile lifting his lips.

"I'll come back after dinner, okay?"

"Okay." As you watch him walk out the door, you're sure that okay has never sounded quite so much like 'I love you' before.

@pixelcafe-network

[sea-buns]

see this is why i cant miss a live ep cuz now its wednesday and i have class tonight and the hades 2 hyperfixation has kicked back up in full force and bh is gonna be so small on my phone while my attention is so damn split cuz the oath of the unseen is calling my name

Gonna miss the cr ep tonight cuz I'm out of town but u bet ur ass I'm liveblogging that monday upload

[shanastoryteller]

happy valentine’s day! could i get something pjo or hades?

a continuation of 1

Sally doesn't understand. "But where's my son?"

His face crumples before smoothing back out.

"Not that you're not my son!" she says hurriedly. Gods, he's going to grow up to look so much like his father. He's going to grow up powerful, which is something Poseidon had warned her about and she thought she'd taken it seriously, but now her almost adult son is in front of her and there's a presence to him that she'd clocked as his father's just as much as his hair and the breadth of his shoulders. "But. My son. When you go back to the future, he'll come back, right?"

"Mom," he starts, then presses his lips together. "I don't know."

She slowly lowers herself onto Percy's bed. Onto her Percy's bed. "Where is he now?"

"If he's still here, he's probably in the underworld," he says.

If. If. Her eyes burn. She'd just been wishing that Percy wasn't seven anymore, but she hadn't meant this.

"I have to go," he says, clearly trying to speak gently to her. "I'll try and find out, okay? I'll send you an Iris message."

"But," she starts, looking up at him. What's she supposed to do? Her son's gone. Her son's right in front of her, but he's leaving too.

He leans down, pressing a kiss to her forehead like he's the parent. "I'm sorry, Mom. I'm really sorry."

~

Percy thinks he might have killed himself.

He tries not to think about it as he dive into the Atlantic, the water surging over and around him as it propel him exactly where he wants to go.

This is a mission that he's not going to survive. He'd known that from the beginning. Persephone had warned him that his life would be forfeit before he'd done it.

He should have listened. He should have taken a single second to think it through before he'd accepted, even if he would have done it anyway, even if it felt like the only option left.

When he'd sat across from Persephone, her clothes black with mourning and a crown she didn't want on her head, he'd already been dead. So it couldn't be his life that was the cost. It had already been paid.

Now his mom is going to have to mourn him twice over. Maybe even three times over, when he dies here too. He's such a terrible kid. She deserves better. Estelle wouldn't do this to her.

Why the hell had she had a kid with a god? They all die young.

He sneaks through the patrol of Atlantis with ease. He knows the schedules and the patterns and nothing is really meant to keep him out anyway.

The armory, the most guarded part of the kingdom, opens at his first touch.

He's a loyal son of Poseidon. Nothing here is forbidden to him.

Granted, that's because they don't know to ward against him specifically, because he's supposed to be ignorant and seven and demigod children don't typically just go strolling into their parents domain.

Riptide is currently with Charon and ironically he'd have a much harder time stealing from him than his father. He walks the length of the armory, eyeing the tridents but moving on. If he wants to keep his parentage a secret, then that's definitely not the way to go.

He goes through about a dozen swords before finding one that feels loose and easy in his hands. It's a bit flashier than Riptide, emeralds along the hilt and interlocking silver patter worked in alongside the bronze.

Paper doesn't do so well underwater, so he scrapes in an IOU into the place the sword had been. Someone's going to notice it missing pretty quickly either way. His dad if he's lucky, Triton if he isn't, but he doesn't have the time to worry about it.

There are three kids out there who are going to need some help getting to Camp Half-Blood in one piece.