#Ciel Ambrose Silverstein

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Ciel: You know, if I had a nickel for every time a goddess took an interest in me, I’d have two nickels. That’s not a lot, but it’s funny that it happened twice.

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Random Roman: Behold! The daughter of Neptune has left her house!

Khloe: Bring me the autistic, rock loving, witch boy.

Ciel, panicking: No, no, no! Let me go! I don’t wanna!

Random Roman: I’m sorry, the daughter of Neptune demands it. *dragging Ciel with the help of a cohort of Romans*

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Ciel hypes up the Hecate Cabin for Capture Flag

Ciel: We do a little TOMFOOLERY!

Hecate Cabin: YEAH!

Ciel: We’re going SILLY MODE!

Hecate Cabin: YEAH!

Ciel: We are up to some BUFFOONERY!

Hecate Cabin: YEAH!

Ciel: We’re doing nothing but CLOWNING!

Hecate Cabin: YEAH!

The Hecate Cabin proceed to level half the forest during said capture the flag. Ciel was properly banned from leading his siblings in war crimes. Clarisse would be proud.

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Percy: Ciel, can you give us a war cry?

Ciel, confused: I’m going to commit various crimes! I’ll be wanted in at least 13 countries!

Clarisse: *cackling*

Lou Ellen: No, little bro! A war cry!

Ciel: Oh! I AM GOING TO COMMIT VARIOUS WAR CRIMES! I WILL BE WANTED IN EVERY COUNTRY!

Percy: Oh gods! *rolling on the floor*

Ciel: You wanted mustard? How about mustard gas! Geneva convention? More like Geneva Suggestion! Come along child soldiers!

Ciel proceeded to march off with a number of campers to commit various war crimes.

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Khloe: I have a wife.

Percy, confused: I didn’t know liked women. Can I see her?

Khloe: *pointing to Ciel*

Percy: That’s a grown man.

Khloe: Yes, a man who is my wife!

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Hecate: Any betrayal you can see is trivial, what is truly frightening and much more lethal, is the betrayal you cannot see.

Ciel, 27 years old: Mother, I’m sorry I didn’t mention I was seeing someone.

Hecate: You don’t call or write and I got to learn through Poseidon you’re seeing his daughter!

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Hecate: My children have no problems and get along fine.

Alabaster: He’s my brother too!

Lou Ellen: Fuck off, you traumatized him. I’m the big sibling now.

Ciel, Exhausted: Why me? Well Lou does give me cheesecake.

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Ciel: Honestly, whatever. I’m down for whatever. We could go see a movie, we could go get lunch, we could kill someone… Ah! Or the apple orchard!

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Swept by the tides?

Khloe: You amuse me. I will make you mine.

Ciel, confused: You mean like a boyfriend or a slave?

Khloe: Yes! *grabs Ciel by the collar* Win me prizes!

Ciel, laughing nervously: Uh guys? Guys??

*Khloe drags Ciel away further into the Camp Jupiter Saturnalia festival*

Percy: Annabeth, what just happened?

Annabeth: Your little sister has kidnapped the Orion of the modern day?

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Your body count is what?!

Percy: Hey, Ciel? What’s your body count?

Ciel: Me? Like, 30 I think…

Percy: Oh my gods! You’re a hoe!

Ciel: How does that make me a hoe? Wait, are we talking people we’ve slept with?

Percy, concerned: Yeah?

Ciel: Oh! I haven’t done that yet!

Percy: What does 30 mean then?

Ciel: Hahaha! *walks away*

Percy: Bro! What does 30 mean?!

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Ciel: It’s come to my attention that answering “how are you” with “not dead yet” is concerning to most people.

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Khloe: I love you.

Ciel, baffled: Obviously, you don’t know me.

Khloe: I love you so much.

Ciel: Thank you. I will take that as a feeling you have of comfortibility with me.

Khloe: It’s more than comfortibility. *pulls Ciel down to her height* I fucking love.

Ciel, flustered: I… uh, huh?!

Fun fact: Ciel doesn’t understand mutual romantic love when it comes to himself as he doesn’t believe he is worthy of another’s love.

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Alex, 15 years ago: Ma’am, would it be forward to tell you that your voice is of the sirens, your breath is of the lilacs, and your skin is of the soft downy wool of a newborn lamb?

Hecate, reading to smite him: Yes, it would!

Alex: What if I told you had a great rack?

Hecate, swooning: Oh you’re just saying that~

*fifteen years later*

Alex: That’s pretty much how seduce your mother.

Ciel, traumatized: I JUST ASKED FOR YOU TO PAST THE SALT, DAD!

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Percy is so done!

Ciel, flirting: I guess I have no choice, unless, you get tired of me?

Khloe, flirting back: No, I could never.

Percy: I cannot take another season of you two verbally edging each other! THIS HAS TO BE THE SEASON YOU TO FU-

*Annabeth whacks Percy comedically making him unconscious*

Annabeth: You two keep doing with your flow. Bye, Khloe. Bye, Ciel.

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Riordanverse OC Headcanons: Ciel Ambrose Silverstein ft. Battle of Manhattan (Pt. 1?)

Ciel first major scar came from battling Alabaster C. Torrington, his half brother during the decline of the battle in Central Park. Alabaster disarming and cutting his left arm. Though the wound was shallow, it had a more emotional impact as he saw first hand how Kronos forces were willing to kill their own kin. He would often be seen by his friends or his father rubbing the scar when scared or remembering that time.

In the final battle outside the Empire State Building, Ciel demigod abilities came out at a key moment, a number of hell hounds charged towards him but with a roar he raised his hand to create a blast of magical energy that turned the hell hounds to dust. It took a lot out of him since he wasn’t used to it but he used that feeling again and again to send blast of energy to help save others.

Before he sneaked off to join the war effort in Manhattan, Ciel had Iris messaged his father letting him know he wasn’t sure if he’d survive the summer but told him that he will do what was right. His father, Alex, prayed to every god of the Olympians. Making sacrifices through the Battle of Manhattan in the hopes his son would come home, worrying about losing the one thing worth more than the world.

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The Silverstein Bloodline must Survive!

Alexander (Ciel dad): So you’re the goddess, Artemis?

Artemis: Yes, I am. Goddess of the Hunt, Moon, and Maidens.

Alexander: What are your intentions with my son?

Artemis: Pardon?

Alexander: Exactly what I said. What are your intentions with my son.

Artemis: I have no “intentions” with your son.

Alexander: Hm, disappointing.

Artemis: Disappointing?! *aghast* HOW DARE YOU!

Alexander: My son is an excellent cook! A capable hunter! Respects the gods! He even respects boundaries, so “Lady” Artemis! How dare you?! THE SILVERSTEIN BLOODLINE MUST SURVIVE!

Artemis:…

*Elsewhere*

Ciel: So you hold it like this- *adjusting Khloe hold of the bow*

Khloe: Okay, and the arrow like this?

Ciel: Yep, you’re a natural!

Khloe: Why aren’t you the charmer! Say, hypothetically, what if- and hear me out, what if a certain daughter of Neptune wanted to continue a certain child of Hecate bloodline?

Ciel: H-huh?! *confused in demigod*