#I am very bitter about Caleo

[icarus-shouldnt]

Can you believe that Rickalds ultimate solution to solving deep issues a multi layered character has is either making them buff, shoving them into the Hunters of Artemis or giving them a boyfriend/girlfriend that supposedly solves

Everything

Even though most of the relationships are full of harmful issues, age gaps and stereotypes that make them seem predatory?

And yet he is praised for diversity and lets himself be called "Uncle" and whatnot "He tried" stfu

[winryofresembool]

Things We Lost in the Fire, ch 12

aka Caleo uni au

Fic summary: Calypso starts studying at a new university, but to her annoyance her new flatmate is a loud mouthed mechanic who also likes to sneak his dog in whenever. But as she learns to know him better, she realizes they might have more in common than what she first thought. Eventually, even the darkest secrets come out…

Chapter summary: Domestic moments, part 2

A/N: This chapter continues from where we were left of in the previous one! And sadly (or not sadly? I guess it depends on what you like) it's still not the last 'domestic moments' chapter; I had to cut this one in half because of time issues. But worry not, some drama is ahead in a few chapters. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope it shows! Let me know :)

Characters in this ch: Calypso, Leo

Words: 2189

Genre: romance & hurt/comfort

Warnings: none

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Once Leo had finished testing the fixed stereos and sent Jason a message to ask if he and Piper had time to visit that day, he joined Calypso in the kitchen. She had already gathered all the ingredients on the table and started chopping the vegetables, smiling as she worked. For a moment Leo thought that nothing was hotter than a woman who enjoyed what she was doing that much. He didn’t even realize he was staring.

“You can start by preheating the oven and preparing the baking sheet, I didn’t have time to do that yet,” she noted calmly when she noticed him looking at her questioningly.

“Aye aye, Captain,” Leo said, saluting her like a sailor would.

“I’m a captain now?” Calypso asked, her mouth twitching ever so slightly.

“Oh, you can be anything you want. Captain. Boss lady. The Queen of the flat number 7.”

“How about you just do what I said, peasant,” Calypso said, but Leo was happy that she had joined his game. It was a good sign.

“Not a peasant, Sunshine. You can call me Commander Tool Belt.” Leo smirked and earned a roll of eyes from Calypso.

“How do you come up with all these nicknames?” she asked while focusing on cutting the tomatoes.

“It’s a talent. Something I was born with,” Leo answered while finally turning the oven on and starting to search for the baking sheet.

“You know, really no offense but sometimes I can’t tell if you’re being serious or if you’re just fooling around.” Calypso had now stopped the chopping and she crossed her arms, looking at him seriously. “Want some honesty? Usually I joke the most when I’m nervous.” The grin had disappeared from Leo’s face and the sunlight that was coming through the window made his eyes look like flames again.

To his surprise, Calypso asked: “Are you… are you nervous around me?”

“What do you think?” Leo blurted without thinking. He noticed Calypso seemed kind of taken aback by his answer, so he added quickly: “I mean… girls in general make me nervous.” He had lost track of times he had felt his ears and face heat in this girl’s company.

“Really?” Calypso asked. “But I’ve seen you with Piper many times now and you act quite naturally with her.”

“I’ve known her for over a year now. She’s a good friend and easy to talk with when you get to know her.” Leo shrugged.

“I guess we two are not there yet,” Calypso said, and Leo thought he could detect a bit of disappointment in her voice. “Since you are still nervous around me.”

“I didn’t mean…” For once Leo decided to pick his words carefully. “Um, I think you’re a cool person. Sure, kinda withdrawn but so am I with new people. That means I haven’t gotten to know you as well as Piper yet. But I’d like to. You know. Get to know you better. If that’s cool with you.”

He noticed a hint of pink rise to her cheeks but didn’t say anything about that. She answered: “Oh. Sure. I mean, since we are sharing this flat and all…”

The atmosphere had gotten slightly awkward again so Leo decided to do what he did the best: be goofy. He dug a few long spaghetti noodles from his food storage, cut them in half and put them in his mouth, making them look like walrus tusks.

“Say ‘hola’ to your new friend, Commander Walrus.”

“Estás loco,” Calypso said in clear Spanish, and Leo’s mouth dropped. If he hadn’t thought she was attractive before…

“You… know Spanish? How come you only mention that now?!” He inquired.

“I don’t really know much of it,” Calypso said. “I studied it a couple of years at school as a kid but since I haven’t used it after that, I don’t remember much anymore. So don’t expect me to understand you.”

“Oh, OK. Well, if you ever want to revive your skills, you have a Spanish master right here!”

“Somehow I can’t imagine you explaining the conjugations of irregular verbs to me, but OK, I’ll consider it,” Calypso said, gently pulling one of the noodles from Leo’s mouth. Leo was awfully aware how close she was to him again. Then she broke his hopes and dreams by lightly poking him on the nose with the noodle half and saying: “But now, Commander Noodle, how about you stop distracting me, or otherwise Jason and Piper won’t have anything to eat when they arrive.”

“Spoilsport,” Leo pouted but did what he was told and put the other spaghetti noodle away, starting to pull out the ingredients he needed.

Calypso was already done with her salad by the time Leo put his tacos in the oven and he felt her eyes on him the whole time.

“What are you looking at?” he asked, feeling a bit uncomfortable about the attention all of a sudden.

“I…” Calypso seemed a bit hesitant. “... was just thinking you seem pretty handy with that stuff… Did your mothers teach you?”

“Jo and Emmie are wonderful people but they have a rule in their household that you don’t get to eat if you don’t work for it, so yes, I’ve done a lot of cooking since I moved there. But I already knew a lot before that. I kinda had to.”

“Right,” Calypso said, and Leo was glad she didn’t ask more. He wasn’t feeling like opening up about being forced to cook for the other kids of his earlier foster parents while they were too drunk to do that or having to search for food from trash cans while on the run. “So, will you teach me to make that sauce supreme?” she asked then.

Leo wagged his finger at her. “Listen, Sunshine, it’s a skill. You don’t teach it just like that. But I can see what I can do.”

“Alright,” Calypso said, smiling slightly.

“Now, first things first,” Leo started. “I like saving most of the seasoning for the sour cream instead of the meat. The hard part is of course knowing how much different spices you should put in. I say, the more, the better. If it doesn’t open your stuffy nose, then it’s not enough.”

“But what if you don’t like spicy food?” Calypso asked.

“Then what are you even eating tacos for?” Leo rolled his eyes. “Well, if you really don’t like it, then you can of course put less spices than I do, but honestly, what’s the point if you don’t feel at least a bit like a dragon that can breathe fire?”

“Sounds tough. To be honest, I don’t eat a lot of spicy food so I’m not sure what to expect,” Calypso confessed.

“In that case you’re lucky that you have a master to teach you, then.” Leo grinned.

“Sure,” Calypso looked at him with slight amusement. “Well, show me, Master. What do you use?”

“I like to begin with the most important one just so I don’t accidentally forget it: the chili powder.” Leo said, putting some chili into the sour cream while talking. “If you decide you don’t like spicy food, then in the future don’t use chili as much as I do. But I like putting almost a full teaspoon. If I’m feeling brave, I might put even more. Then some cumin and paprika, but not as much as the chili, and finish it with a bit of salt and black pepper. And voila, that’s all you need!”

“That’s all?” Calypso raised her eyebrows. “I thought it would be something very complicated based on your bragging.”

“Now, now, don’t underestimate simple things, woman!” Leo wagged his finger at her. “Sometimes simple is the best. That’s my motto with my inventions too. If you really wanted to, you could also add a bit of tomato sauce on top of the tacos, but since we are gonna use your fresh tomatoes, I don’t see the need for that.”

Calypso looked like she might have been about to protest, but then the oven clock informed them that the tacos would be ready to be served, and the conversation ended there.

Once Leo had put the toppings on the tacos, he took a spoonful of his sour cream sauce and put it in front of Calypso’s mouth. “Here. Taste this. Since you are a rookie, I was a bit more sparing with the chili, but just this one time.”

She did what he told her and tasted it. After swallowing and taking the flavor in, she finally said: “That’s not bad! You do surprise me, oh great sauce master Valdez.”

“You really shouldn’t be that surprised, but whatever,” Leo said. “It will be even better once the flavors have spread more but I didn’t have time to let the sauce sit in the fridge this time.”

“Okay. Hey, have you ever eaten olives?” Calypso asked, a funny expression spreading on her face.

“Maybe as a kid…” Leo shrugged, remembering the times he’d still been living with his mother. “They don’t look particularly appetizing to me.”

“Well, then I think it’s time for an equivalent exchange. Since I tasted your taco sauce, you’ll taste olives,” she said and took one that had remained left from her salad into her hand. Then she turned Leo’s head to face her and urged him to open his mouth.

“Seriously? You’re feeding them to me?” he asked, half annoyed, half amused, but took the olive into his mouth. He didn’t really like the bitter taste of it. “Uh, did you put a lot of these in the salad?” He looked at it suspiciously.

“I did. Any complaints?”

Leo tried to come up with something to avoid answering the question. When he spotted the red chili peppers on the kitchen counter, he got an idea. “I tell you what. I will consider not picking them from my salad if you manage to eat at least half of this.” He showed the peppers and was half expecting her to say a hearty ‘no way!’, but she surprised him.

“That’s a low blow, Valdez. Lucky for you, I’m up for the challenge.”

“Okay,” Leo said, cutting one pepper in half and offering it to her. “I have to warn you, though; this is the strongest pepper I have, so it is hot.”

Calypso took the pepper from him and cautiously took a bite from the tip. It took her a second to react. “Oh. My. Gods. Water, water, water!!!”

“You’re gonna want to drink milk with that, it helps much more than water,” Leo adviced and took out a clean glass from the cupboard and a milk carton from the fridge. He also cut a small slice of soft bread he had bought earlier and gave it to her.

“Here. Take this. And don’t say I didn’t warn you,” he smirked. Calypso glared at him, but took Leo’s offerings and seemed relieved to notice that it actually helped.

“I’m not going to eat more of that,” she announced, only making Leo grin wider.

“That’s fine,” he said. “But I won’t be eating olives either because you lost the bet.”

“Yes you will, after making me eat that.”Calypso glared at him.

“Nope!”

“Yes, it’s only fair!” Calypso kept insisting.

“But a deal is a deal!” Leo said back.

“But I didn’t realize the chili pepper would be that much worse than the olives!”

“You’re a sore loser, Sunshine!”

“And you’re a brat!”

“Fine, then I am. But I’m still not eating the olives!” Leo said and started sprinting away from her towards his room where he could lock the door from her.

“Oh, so this is the game you’re playing?” Calypso exclaimed and started chasing him. On her way she picked one olive from the plate to stuff into his mouth. Leo was fast but Calypso got surprisingly agile too when she wanted to and so she caught him right before he got into his room. She wrapped her arms around him from behind and before he could protest, put the olive into his mouth. Leo accepted his fate and ate it despite the urge to just spit it out.

“You won this round, woman, but don’t get too used to it!” he said, slightly out of breath. Suddenly the silliness of the situation sunk into both of them and they started laughing hard enough that they had to lean against each other.

“I never have a boring moment with you, Leo Valdez,” Calypso hiccuped against his shoulder.

“Well, likewise, Sunshine.”

Leo’s heart seemed to do extra rounds when he watched her laughing and he was very much aware that they were still in a half hug position. Calypso noticed that he had stopped laughing so she raised her gaze to look at his face and the color her cheeks got was the same that Leo’s ears sure were: similar to the red pepper.

“What…” he was about to ask but the moment was broken just as fast as it had started: the buzzer made a sound, informing them that Jason and Piper were there.

[nessaiscute]

Calypso rant

Warning, this post contains a lot of salt cause I’m more ready to fight then I’ve ever had. this has been bothering me all day and i can’t take it anymore.

Okay, so there is this post going around of ‘gay pjo pairings’ now if you pay attention to my posts you would know I hate every pairing in this random drawing post. However, thats not what this is bout. This is bout something very personal to me. One of the pairings in this post was Leo and Reyna. Already off to a bad start for me  cause I know Reyna is straight and all of that but thats not the issue here. The reason this pairring was meantioned cause they slammed the ‘leo is trans’ on there

HOLD THE FUCK UP HERE

Okay, am i against Leo being trans? fuck no! Why would I? I’m trans myself and my best friend is a trans male. and he kins with Leo. I would love for Leo to be trans so my bestie can be even happier with Leo’s character. Howthefuckever, right away this got me thinking. Why not ship Trans Leo with his beautfuil girl friend? It would be perfect, showing that a trans man can be happy with a csi woman. a beautfuil and emotinal love full of rep. But this says that can’t happen, what this post is essentially saying ‘Calypso can’t love Leo if he wasn’t a csi man’

Please.... fucking fight me. This drives me so bloody crazy, it does so for 3 reasons. first reason is simple; y’all prove my point time and time again. You don’t give two gods damn shits bout Calypso. You just don’t. Don’t give me anons saying you do. Don’t lecture me how Calypso would be happy with Reyna. YOU DON’T CARE ABOUT CALYPSO’S HAPPINESS if you did her loving Leo wouldn't be the fucking crime of the century. You would stop shipping Calypso with every single person just to get her away to Leo. This isn’t bout ‘leo being a fuckboy’ this is a bullshit hatred simply cause Calypso has zero reaction to Zoe and how she defends Atlas.

Let me take a break from this by saying this: Zoe Nightshade is a sack of shit. She really is, she was so annoying in the beginning. her bitterness makes her such an uncomfortable character to deal with, going on and on bout how crappy men are and even indirectly calling Grover an ‘it’ to excuse why she took Grover on the quest and not Percy. Do I find her backstory emotional? of course i do, Atlas is a sack of shit. However, Zoe is not innocent. she’s a very annoying character. Same with Thalia. Bitter characters so are uncomfortable. She does develop but a huge thing bout me is development does not always save a character. Perfect example of this is Sakura Haruno from Naruto, yes she develops  but she’s still a sack of shit, just cause she dosen’t barf around Naruto dosen’t make her a good person.   

Back to Calypso. You know.... i wish this site would state how it really feels bout Cal. I wish they would openly admit how much they hate Calypso. If you did actually like her you would accept that she’s happy with Leo. Okay the ship is rushed WHO FUCKING CARES?? Why can’t i just be happy with the fact she’s finally found her place?? Why do i have to care bout how ‘shitty’ the writing is. You know... a gay sack of shit summoning The guy who beat Mr. D’s wife getting with mary sue blonde ass crack isn’t really the best writing out there. But wait, I forgot, Gay people always get excused for anything they do yet Calypso is bitch of the century for defending her bloody father. Gods I’m sick of this bullshit. I’m sick of the sexism. its so depressing that im the only one giving Calypso a place to defend herself cause no one else can handle how scary you assholes can be simply cause Cal’s not gay.

PISS OFF WITH YOUR BULLSHIT

Gods i remember last year when all the fake Calypso fans started shipping her with Reyna. Cause ‘she has to be gay’ and ‘she has to hate leo’ this went on for a long time. the next toa book comes out and all that went out the window and now its ‘leo has to be trans’ as a trans person. Im telling yall to fuck off with that shit. I don’t even think you care bout Trans people. I think yall just want to hate female characters that don’t match your bull. whats gonna happen to “leo is a fuckboy?” Whats gonna happen to “Reyna can do better then that filth”? is it gonna go out the window just to make Calypso upset?? Is the Caleo tag going to be filled with posts of Leo making Cal- wait i forgot YOU’RE ALREADY FUCKING DOING THAT with all of the ‘leo loves himself more then he loves his girlfriend’

Okay.... deep breathes..... Deep breathes Vanessa.

I guess I’ll wrap this up by saying my anger salt and overall determination to stay was multiplied. This blog isn’t going anywhere, I’m going to stay right here and remind yall that Calypso, the sweet plant need that is Calypso loves her boyfriend so bloody much.

*waits for the spew of anon hate*