#I've read the percy jackson and the olympians

[somewhereincairparavel]

saw this tweet on pinterest and it's so jason grace fandom core. so many of y'all really hated him before making him your blorbo

[mytragedyperson]

possibly unpopular Pjo Opinions

Also, if you disagree, that's fine. people are allowed to have differing opinions. But, if you decide to be dick about it in the comments, the comment will be deleted. we can disagree but there's no need to be rude about it. However, if you'd like to respectfully and civilly discuss the differences in opinion, I'd be happy to. I always enjoy hearing different opinions. However I will warn you, while I'm not strictly anti-percabeth, there are some anti-percabeth or negative towards percabeth opinions in this post. If you're one of the toxic percabeth stans who hates on anyone who dislikes or says anything negative about the ship, you have been warned, any toxic comments will be deleted. I won't be arguing with you because it would be pointless. You're not going to change my mind and I'm not going to change yours. civil and respectful discussions only

Is it bad that I don't like Bianca Di Angelo. Like, don't get me wrong, I don't hate her, I don't think she's terrible, she's 12, she's a child, but try as I might I just can't understand her choice. I get that she's 12 and left to take care of her brother but they have no one else at that point and the first chance she gets she agrees to leave him. She agrees before they even get to camp, before she's even made sure it's safe and I've said it before I don't think there's a world where Nico stays at Camp Halfblood. I don't think Bianca necessarily dies in every universe. There must be at least some where she actually listens when told not to touch anything or even where she, an untrained, inexperienced 12 year old isn't picked for this quest where they know one of them will die because it's been prophecised, but I do think Nico, at least in every universe where Bianca agrees to join the Hunters, always leaves camp after discovering he's a son of Hades, and then he's really not safe. they're each other's only family and she chooses to leave him. In 2 years he'll be the same age as her, and a year after that he's older. He'll live his entire life while she pops in and out when they can, maybe sees him if he's at camp halfblood at the time. and, to be fair to Bianca, I don't think the Hunters should offer this to 12 year old anyway. but, no, Bianca will either be dead, or 12 forever as he younger brother grows older, as he nearly dies trying to save his friends and help his family. Although I would love to see her and the Hunter's reaction when Nico shows up in the fifth book, same age as Bianca, with 3 gods and, if I'm remembering correctly, an army of skeletons, as she realises her younger is growing up. Honestly I could see them finding a way to send messages and Nico, despite knowing there's no place for him there, going to Camp Halfblood when he knows the hunters will be there so he can see his sister. see, i like the idea of alive Bianca that lives in my head, because i love the angsty idea of her seeing her brother get older and get married and make new friends and meet the half sister and her still being physically 12 but so much older mentally and wondering what could have been if she hadn't agreed to be a Hunter. But canon Bianca? i get that she's young but, maybe it's because I'm the youngest of a family with quite a few cousins that are very close but I can't imagine a world where my older brother or one of my older cousins agrees to just leave me somewhere without first making sure it's safe, even if they were 12. and the fact that they're each other's only family on Earth at that point? and then in book 4, instead of appearing directly ti Nico and telling him not to come to her, she uses Percy as a middle man? Nico is not Percy's responsibility. No, you agreed to join the Hunters, you agreed to go on this quest when you were untrained and inexperienced (because somehow there was no one more qualified or better suited after the other Hunter couldn't go).

Honestly, maybe my problem is more with the Hunters than Bianca herself now that I'm thinking about it. The way they act like they're better than everyone's else but get upset when they retaliate. The way they hate all men. There's just something about their attitude in the third books I hate. Maybe it's because it's from Percy's POV but, I don't know, they just rub me the wrong way. Maybe it's because they're supposed to be feminists but they're written by a man who thinks the extent of feminism is "we as women hate all men and think we're better than them" which, while is admittedly how some women are, is not supposed to be the point of feminism. I was taught feminism was equality between men and women, not one being better than the other, not hating on one while hating one the other, both men and women being equal. Is this where I realise that my problems actually boil down to problems with Rick Riordan writing women and girls? Zoe's dislike does make some sense and I do like her character but it feels like the other Hunters are, like, radical feminists who believe men and women should be separate?

Also while I'm here, might as well add, as someone who read the first five books but does plan to read the others, Percabeth means literally nothing to me. I don't hate them but I don't ship them either. They're fine as friends but as a couple? I'm sure there are much more interesting ships for both of them. The first five books is more or less them not being together but getting jealous of anyone of the opposite who talks to them, (though Percy's is also annoyance because, you know, Luke tried to kill him and Annabeth still has hope she can get through to him even though he's betrayed them. Percy's fatal flaw is loyalty, he doesn't take betrayal well, we saw how he reacted to Nico's perceived betrayal), and (Usually Annabeth but Percy sometimes) picking arguments. Ah, yes, the old married couple. Now, the moments where they actually bond outside of quests and camp halfblood? Not many of them. They have a couple of cute moments but, as a couple, I don't really care for it. I don't mind them as friends but, as more than that, not really. Annabeth chose Percy over Luke? oh great, and so the rest of camp Halfblood, the others who stay there all year? They mean nothing? If it was't for Percy, she would've just left them? Interesting. Percy gave up immortality for Annabeth? Not really, sure, she may have been part of it, but the main part was making sure children of all Greek gods had somewhere safe to go and would be claimed. also, why would a depressed, possibly suicidal teen want to be immortal? want to be with the gods who have just used him and his friends and half of whom hate him? Also, next to Annabeth Percy is always made out to be the dumb one but he's not really. Sure Annabeth is better at planning but Percy is better at improvising when things go wrong. See: him tricking Crusty. Also in that first book Annabeth also makes some not so smart choices. See: going to the Arch to sightsee in the middle of the quest. Percy is also the one who figures out The Lotus Hotel situation, not Annabeth. They have different types of intelligence but Percy is not dumb.

[demigods-posts]

say what u want but the last olympian was the fucking book!! the end of the world starting at the first line!! the reintroducing of our character faves!! the reading of the great prophecy!! the percabeth angst!! the sally jackson and may castellan parallel!! the percy jackson power up (with a dash of percabeth)!! the point of no return once the city falls into an endless sleep!! the actual war that took four books to set up taking place!! the percabeth!! the cursed blade!! the percabeth!! the payoffs!! the percabeth!! the setup for the next book series!! no book will ever hit as hard for me as that one!!

[several-breathing-eyes]

Percy Jackson Calypso: A teenage girl who was stuck (mentally and physically) as a teenage girl for thousands of years. Due to being literally prevented from maturing and having love be used as a punishment for her, love, relationships, and maturity are things she now struggles with.

Odyssey Calypso: ...

[dramaticallychill]

my 11-year-old brother just finished the last olympian and he went straight to the lost hero and gave me the book back ten minutes later saying he couldn't read it because 'who the hell is jason and where is percy'- first of all, watch your tone and secondly, omg just give it a chance 😭

[lucius-i-ran]

The sound of a basketball going through the hoop, cheers rising, slaps on the shoulder and laughs. The air was nose-numbing and Will was actually convinced he caught a glimpse of Frosty the Snowman strolling around but all he and his friends needed was some extra sweater, a gallon of warm, rigorously unsweetened tea and the sun shining on their backs.

"Do something with that damn ball, Solace! My shoes will freeze on the damn floor"

Heavy breaths, steps and soles grating the ground. 

"Shut up, Cecil" a frustrated huff parted Will's lips, his breath suddenly visible. Will had always been good at athletics and generally physical stuff. He was a marvel in P.E. and he basically grew up on meemaw's farm doing all sorts of chores; but damn Cecil needed to give him a break. He had only been playing basket for three months. 

He was a wonder alright, but not that much.

Will looked at the basketball in his red and unnaturally warm fingers. In a confused and irritated jam, he tossed the ball, a little too hard, not clear what he was aiming for. 

It went over the edge of the field. It bounced once, then a second time, then a third one, out of their sight and "Ow!" a small voice whined.

A blissfull but brief moment of silence had the nearby tree nymphs thanking the gods; but a basketball field full of eleven year olds can only be silent for so much time.

"Go get the ball" Cecil demanded

"Why me?" Will barked back 

"You tossed it there on purpose!" 

"No I didn't!"

"Then you're a ham!"

"Am not"

"Totally are" 

Will felt his freckled cheeks get hotter 

"I'll go just b'cause I know that if I stay here I'm g'nna have t'hurt you" and he went searching for the ball, stomping his feet (and almost eating it because of the icy floor).

Of course, being the caring and thoughtful healer that he was (and that no one appreciated) he didn't forget about the poor guy that had to suffer the might of Will's absolutely calculated toss. After retrieving the basketball, he followed the direction of that tiny, high-pitched voice.

On the grass, just behind the public restrooms nearby, a small boy sat with figurines and cards scattered in front of him. His small and olive hand place on his head, massaging his jet black hair.

Will cleared his voice and sniffled "Sorry"

The boy looked at him with a little pout and a line crossing right bewteen the furrowed brows.

"You okay?" 

The boy nodded, his face muscles relaxing a bit.

Will knew he had a relaxing effect on people. Mostly. Probably. 

"Basketballs are pretty hard, they can really rattle your head y'know. You sure you don't want an ice packet?" Will got concerned in real Apollo kid style.

The boy shook is head. 

"You new here?" 

He nodded again.

"Hey Solace! The game isn't over" Kayla yelled from the field. Will looked down at the freezing cold basketball in his hands and then over at the boy.

A scarf made of thick red wool was covering most of his face, but Will could still see his bright red cheeks from the cold. He looked like how Will pictured the orphan boys from Charles Dickens's books his momma used to read him. He couldn't have been that far from Will's age. He remembered so much from his first weeks on Camp, alone and miserable. Will also remembered how his siblings and friends had been patient and kind enough to warm him up, going unimaginable distances to welcome him in the family. 

He tossed the ball back at his friends.  "You go on without me" he yelled back. 

Questioning glances and shoulder shrugs were shared but Will could not give two hoots and sticked a hand out to the boy.

"William Andrew Solace, Apollo Cabin, age 11 and blood type B. Everyone calls me Will, pleasure to meet you" he bared his teeth in a wide smile, like he always did.

The boy studied it for a while "My sister told me not to speak with strangers when she's not here" 

The boy got a funny little accent. Will liked that and mentally checked one little box on his imaginary Things I Could Bond Over With The Newbie list.

"Well.. where is she?" Will quickly understood that the question stung a little, because the little line between his brows was back.

"On a" he put two fingers up and mimed quotes  " 'quest'. With strangers" he strongly concluded.

"So what are you gonna do, not talk to anyone until she comes back?" 

Will could basically hear the thoughts in the boy's black haired head, like one could hear an old computer's fan. Then, after pondering for quite a while, the boy hesitantly took Will's hand and shook it. "Niccolò Marco di Angelo. or- ah.. Nico. I'm not sure what cabin yet" he looked down at his game "and uhm.. blood".

Will looked down at the game, too. "Whatch'ya playing?" 

"Mythomagic" 

"What's that?" 

A glint flashed in Nico's eyes, like had been waiting centuries for someone to ask him. "It's this, like, super cool card game where, like, you have cards with gods and- and monsters and they have powers and points. Best game ever" he sniffled from the cold "You can even collect figurines!" He studied the plastic little guys spreaded out and finally reached for one "This is the Apollo one" 

Will, like the massive nerd he was, could only take it and stare in awe "Cool.." he whispered.

"You can keep it, if you want to" 

"Seriously? I couldn't- I mean.. it's yours"

Nico shrugged "It's okay, Apollo is not the rarest one. I've got like three of him. I've been searching for the Hades one for a while, though"

"Thanks.." Will muttered and he studied the figurine a little more. "It's like Yu-gi-Oh!" 

Nico grew that little wrinkle between his brows again, like Will just blubbered the most deranged sequence of words to ever be uttered  "You do what?" 

"You're not from here, are you?" 

Nico looked in the distance, like he was trying to recall something "I'm not sure" 

If both their attention span could be measured and summed, on a scale of one to ten the number would probably not go over 0.8; consequently, the topic was forgotten just as quickly as it was introduced. 

"Why are you playing behind the bathrooms, though? People play games on the lunch tables all the time" 

Nico got a little pout. 

"I did! But some kids said I was lame and playing with dolls. They called me a nerd. I don't even know what that means!" 

"I bet it was the Stolls" Will squinted and seethed between his teeth. 

"Connor and Travis?" 

Will nodded and just as quickly, Nico vigorously shook his head like his life depended on defending the Stoll's honor. "No, they would never do that! I think they like blackjack better but they never teased me" 

"Well, that's weird. Last time me and my friends played DnD they picked on us for like a month! How can you come up with at least forty jokes a day, everyday, for thirty days straight?" Will shook his head and threw his hands in the air in exasperation "The Hermes kids, I swear"

Nico got a pout again, this time it was a little more sorrowful "If my sister was here, she would have totally kicked their butt" he sighed "She's awesome, you know" 

"Something happened to her?" 

"Nothing! I mean, I think nothing happened. She just went on this quest, alright? But I can't shake this feeling that something bad is going to happen" 

Will made a face that said 'yeah, tell me about it' "I understand, y'know" he said "It's the worst when my siblings go on missions. It's scary, but they always come back" he smiled, reassuringly. 

Then Will felt the warmth from the imaginary light bulb that appeared on his head. "You should come play DnD with us. You'd love it!" Will wasn't sure actually. Mythomagic sounded almost nothing like Dungeons and Dragons, but this Nico di Angelo kid looked friendly and nerdy enough. 

"What's that?" 

"It's this game where you meet with a bunch of friends and you go on, like, this cool imaginary adventure where you explore dungeons and, you know.. you fight dragons. You also get to create your own character!" 

Nico's eyes lit up "Sweet"

Will thought anyone with an average level of social skills would understand how definitely not convincing the proposal sounded, but Nico must have been a real, huge nerd or very, very lonely. The two didn't mutually exlude each other. 

"We meet every friday in the Dionysius cabin at five in the afternoon"

Nico nodded and Will started to get up 

"Great! See you then, di Angelo. Oh and, try to be on time, the harpies are not that nice to demigods up past the curfew"

5:08 p.m. Will and his friends were all there but no signs of Nico. 

"C'mon Will, it's freezing"

"I'm sure he's coming, Kayla. He just got here, so maybe he got lost" 

His sister shook her braided head. She wasn't there to play DnD. She was nothing like the nerdy type to get into stuff like this, actually. She was more like the jocks that shoved guys like Will in lockers. Will was actually very much surprised her dad got her to see Star Wars; he was even more surprised when he found out she liked it almost as much as he did. Almost. It was difficult to reach Will's level.

Kayla was just kind enough to escort Will to the Dionysius cabin so that the other kids knew better than to tease.

Steps were heard from behind. It was one of the kids he was supposed to be playing with ten minutes ago. "Ten minutes, Solace!" she scolded "We're giving you another ten, then we start without you" 

5:16 p.m. and no sign of Nico di Angelo. 

Will waited around another minute. For some reason a horrible feeling of dread grasped his stomach, like something awful happened and he so desperately wanted to see Di Angelo come out of the light blizzard to ease all of his bad thoughts. 

He tried to ignore the cold slipping into his coat, cupping his hands in front of his mouth and blowing some hot air, clinging onto hope until the very last minute. 

Eventually, feeling his nose falling off from his face, he got inside. 

The warmth engulfed him but that bitter feeling in his stomach didn't melt away.

"Isn't di Angelo that sandwich place on 62nd?"

"I heard he had a fight" 

Three days had passed from friday and Nico di Angelo was still missing. For some reason Percy, Grover and Annabeth pushed for the best demigods to go with them, searching for him.

And they did. They went on without pauses, three days and not only the little guy disappeared from the face of the earth, but nothing seemed to get them to track him. No traces, no footsteps, no nothing.

It was like he just dissolved into thin air. With monsters roaming around and Luke's army on the hunt, that couldn't have been a good sign.

Will really tried to push back those thoughts, at least for Christmas dinner, but some of his siblings just came back from a fresh gossip session with the Aphrodite cabin and they were on a roll. 

"A fight?" 

"Yeah, with Percy Jackson" 

Michael Yew shook his head "The kid was ten" 

"Is" Will corrected, his voice cold but faint. 

Nico di Angelo was just one year younger than him and the sole thought that he might be dead made Will's stomach churn. 

"Sorry, Will" Michael said as an awkward silence spreaded on the Apollo table. Will's mind settled for a minute, thinking that he might have escaped his siblings's absolutely necessary insights and evaluations but boy, was he wrong.

"Don't underestimate the kid, Mike. You see that crack in the floor?" the table turned around to look at the dent in the marble floor. All the table but Will. He kept looking at the nothing straight ahead like his head was glued in place. "Apparently he caused it. People have been doing theories and stuff and I heard some kids say that most likely he is the son of.. you know" the son of Apllo pointed downwards.

"The table?" 

"No, nimrod" the he mouthed 'Hades'. 

A grim silence fell on the table again and Will's stomach dropped. He really wanted to doubt that was true; after all, demigod speculation was a dangerous thing but everyone on camp knew it was mostly empty talk. Right then, however, all proof looked like it in favour of the empty chatter.

And if that were to be true- and if the other side got to find out-

Will felt panic starting to bubble against his throat.

Austin shook his head this time. "We all know and trust Percy. I do, for sure. I mean, he has his moments but he's a good guy" he chimed in "What could have he possibly done?"

"Beats me, but some people have heard it has got to do with Di Angelo's sister. And guess what? She's dead. Now, I'm not saying Percy Jackson killed the poor gal but y'know, to get that reaction you must-" 

Will couldn't take it anymore. He slammed two hands on the table, making some of his siblings jump. Heads from other tables turned but he didn't care and left, anger and panic stirring in his chest in an uncomfortably familiar storm. The sly chattering behind his back didn't help.

"He's too sensitive"

"Or maybe you're too much if an ass" Kayla yelled.

"Honestly, you're so tone deaf" He heard Lee's cold voice cutting the air "A girl died and most likely so did her brother-" he lowered his voice  "her ten year old brother. Just one year younger than Will and you're here, eating your stupid fucking Christmas dinner, talking like it's gossip! You know what?"

His voice faded with the strong wind rising before Will could 'what' but the cold and the tears stung his eyes, so he concluded that right then and there he had bigger problems to solve.

Nico di Angelo was not dead and he had to find him.

〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️〰️

next part

- this, along with all my future solangelo posts, goes out to you bestie @nicodisigma -

[whatyoullneversay]

i love how in pjo/hoo the greeks are like "omg!! this new great prophecy!! woah!" and the romans are like "oh yeah we've known about this for millennia"

[diaruchann]

I think for most people it went:

Percy Jackson -> Greek Mythology -> Epic: The Musical

But somehow for me it was:

Epic: The Musical -> Percy Jackson -> Greek Mythology

[heteromerous-rhyming]

guys, can - can we stop saying that percy jackson is an unreliable narrator who thinks he's an idiot? bc like. rereading the books.

he's doesn't??? think he's an idiot????

like sure he'll say things like "echidna.... isn't that a type of anteater?" but he doesn't think that he's himself an idiot for that.

let me quote you the book: "Go ahead, call me an idiot for walking into a strange lady’s shop like that just because I was hungry, but I do impulsive stuff sometimes."

HE doesn't think he's an idiot, but he does assume that YOU, THE READER, will think that. and that's true to his life experience, true to his school experience, true to anyone with a learning disability like his.

[princess-from-another-galaxy]

Now that I'm interacting with the pjo Fandom, I've seen a lot of posts talking about camp half-blood, the weirdest thing about them is how most of you use "cabin mates" or some variation of it. Like... cabin mates??? Do you mean their siblings?????? The people they share a parent with????? 😭😭

[galadrail]

Okay but why the fuck did rick riordan wrote so much books like yeah it's good but man stop, take some rest it's okay I swear

[westanovencleaner]

reading the books fic where the entire premise is that percy and annabeth just want to prove that nothing happened in the stables and there's no world ending plot in the future or whatever

[honestlydarkprincess]

chewing glass at the idea of something happening to the fourth pearl and percy, a twelve year old child, having to choose between finishing the quest, preventing war, and saving the world or saving the one person he loves most in the world

[snixxlixx]

can we talk about the taxi scene for a second?

this scene is everything, and one my favorite moments from season one — not only because it's adorable and so perfectly captures the dynamic of book one percabeth, but also because it's subtly setting up a wonderful "rule of three" pattern that we'll (hopefully) revisit in seasons three and five!

the rule of three is a storytelling device often used in writing, film, TV, comedy and other mediums, where a story is told three times: the first two instances establish a pattern, but the third instance diverges from the established pattern with the intention of surprising or amusing the audience.

it makes a lot of sense for the pjo writers to use this scene as the first instance of a rule of three pattern; not only is the number three important in this series and throughout greek mythology, but the book series has two more scenes that can perfectly complete this trifecta.

here's how i think the show will apply the rule of three to the recurring pattern of "demigods attempting to operate moving vehicles" (spoilers for the titan's curse and the last olympian ahead):

percy drives a taxi (season one)

percy tasks himself with driving the taxi out of the lotus casino, and it's an absolute disaster. he crashes into multiple walls, goes straight through the boom barrier and almost gets t-boned twice. it's a miracle (or, more likely, whatever magic is controlling hermes' taxi) that they make it to santa monica in one piece.

2. thalia drives apollo's sun chariot (season three)

in the titan's curse, apollo picks up percy, thalia, grover, nico, bianca and the hunters from westover hall in his chariot-turned-flying bus. despite her protests, apollo makes thalia drive it from maine back to long island — and as we later learn, thalia is terrified of heights, so it was a disaster waiting to happen. while attempting to control the vehicle in a panicked state, she freezes over the new england coastline, sets it on fire and then crash-lands into camp half blood's canoe lake.

3. annabeth lands a helicopter (season five)

at this point in the series, we've had two instances that establish a pattern: when demigods are tasked with operating a moving vehicle, it goes terribly and almost gets everyone killed. so in the third and final instance of this, annabeth defies our expectations and completely flips the pattern on its head.

during the battle for olympus, rachel flies back from her vacation in a helicopter to tell percy the message she received in a dream. unfortunately, she doesn't know about the sleeping spell morpheus cast over manhattan, and the pilot falls asleep as they begin to descend into the city. as the helicopter starts to spin out of control, percy and annabeth fly up on a pegasus to rescue rachel. annabeth manages to grab onto the side of the door, and rachel pulls her into the helicopter.

now, this is the moment where we expect everything to go wrong. previously, percy and thalia — children of the big three, two of the most powerful demigods alive — were comically awful at driving vehicles, so based on the established pattern, this should also be a disaster; but this is annabeth "you're better at this than me" chase we're talking about, and she gets her elle woods moment.

annabeth swaps places with the pilot, and when the helicopter is seconds away from crashing into a building, she manages to control it and safely land it in the middle of fifth avenue.

at sixteen years old, she lands a helicopter in manhattan. in the middle of an active war zone. with zero helicopter-flying experience.

what, like it's hard?

this is the perfect scene to round out the rule of threes, because the audience goes into it with a preconceived notion that we know how it will end: with a demigod's comical incompetence at operating a moving vehicle. instead, we get the brilliance of annabeth chase on full display, beautifully diverging from the pattern and proving that while she may not be a child of the big three, she has distinct abilities that they don't have, abilities that make her just as strong and capable and powerful as percy and thalia.

in conclusion: the taxi scene is not just a cute percabeth heart eyes moment, but could be setting up an incredible subplot across the five seasons of the show.

[sionnaach]

there is light, but there's a tunnel to crawl through

-

I have spent over ten hours rendering this and I'm not fully happy but WHATEVER just take it I'm done

continuing my frightened rabbit agenda. caption is from the oil slick (which may or may not also make an appearance in the next chapter)

[therubyreader]

The last time I read The Heroes of Olympus I was the same age as the main characters which was strange for me back then, and now I’m many years older which is an even stranger experience. I’ve grown up so much and yet these characters who I hold so dear to my heart, characters I quite literally grew up with, are forever frozen in time