#Jupiter pjo

[monarch-of-weird-girlboy-nation]

So like, I think that Jupiter wanted to kill jason as a child.

Eliminate the threat, this little child, before he grows up to eventually dethrone him. But Jason was needed for the quest, so he just settled with physical and psychological abuse instead :)

And when the quest was over, Jason was free to kill anyway, and I think Jason knew it.

He thought he could outrun it, he'd go to Camp Half Blood and attend like normal school. He wouldn't be a threat.

Bur he was from his birth and he died. He knew he was going to die.

[sodamnbored]

Post Titan War

Zeus: Your boy is out of control. Who does he think he is, questioning us as parents? I raised two kids and they’re just fine!

Poseidon, flatly: One spent five years as a tree, and the other spent his formative years thinking that he was a wolf.

Zeus: Well, that’s not my fault. Blame the mother. I was barely ever around!

[iheartgirlzn]

I THINK SOMEONES SAID THIS BEFORE BUT!! IMAGINE THE (GREEK) GODS CHILDREN ARE CURSED BY THE STYX. HEAR ME OUT.

obviously, zeus + poseidon + hades all swore on the styx to have no more kids… but they did. and i was thinking what if their kids are cursed because of it (because obvi the gods are gods so they won’t be effected).

SO:

thalia grace, daughter of the god of the skies → has a fear of heights

percy jackson, son of the god of the sea → has a fear of drowning

nico di angelo, son of the god of the underworld (where it’s basically always night) → has a fear of the dark

ANYWAYS I WAS THEN ALSO THINKING ABOUT THEIR ROMAN COUNTERPARTS AND THEIR KIDS!

are jason and hazel cursed too? obviously jupiter + neptune + pluto didn’t swear that they’d stop having kids so does it count for them as well? BECAUSE

jason grace, son of the god of the gods → has a fear of leadership and making important choices / he’s indecisive (or something like that.)

hazel levesque, daughter of the god of underworld (where the river lethe is, which is related to memories) → has a fear of her past

[lavenderfairiez]

Do you think Jason ever calls Camp Jupiter "Camp Dad"

Leo definitely calls it "camp your dad" when talking to Jason

[witchhazelevesque]

Wait wait wait, so like in an AU where Hera is Leo’s godly parent, how do you think Zeus would react?

In The Lost Hero, Annabeth tells Piper that Hera is the goddess of marriage and doesn’t have kids with anyone but Zeus.

Would he be like “I don’t like my wife, but no one else is allowed to like her either”? She’d probably hide the fact, maybe pose Leo as a child of Hephaestus since like, Hephaestus had to get his intelligence from somewhere right? And Esperanza is gonna teach him all about engineering anyway so. Or maybe she hides it in a more blatant way and just plans for him to remain unclaimed until the right moment. 

But things always come out eventually- (she probably resents Percy and his requirement that the gods claim their children even more) would Zeus be angry like Juno was about Jason? Would he demand to be given the child? But it’s Zeus so he might just be like, “I don’t want to deal with a kid.” Maybe he wants to just kill him. Maybe he doesn’t care. Maybe he does demand the child but relegates the task of raising him to one of his subordinates. 

Also, I’m wheezing because that makes Jason and Leo step brothers. Like the weirdest, most unenthusiastic step siblings. Leo’s thinking, I finally have a brother and it’s him, who I can never live up to? Great. It’s not even a one to one comparison but Leo feels even more inadequate now. Thalia is 1) furious but 2) having the time of her life because she has something to hold over Hera’s head now. She tells Leo that it’s a good thing it was Hera and not Juno, because Jupiter wouldn’t have been as lenient as Zeus. 

But also like. Hera IS the goddess of marriage and it’s not like if the maiden goddesses had kids through alternate means, they aren’t bound to the same restrictions as Hera, this is literally antithetical to her very nature. She and Jason discuss why she doesn’t have demigod children and the ramifications of this at the end of TLH. She’s often abducted because she holds the Olympians together, imagine what kind of damage this would wreak, the way it would shake the foundation of Olympus. Yeah, Zeus probably can’t let it slide because of this. (The first great prophecy says ‘the eldest gods’ right? Because honestly this would fit great in a Leo Was Around Then AU and he could have been the prophecy child that could end the gods reign if the eldest goddesses counted)

And that’s not helping Leo’s belief that he’s a mistake and the cause of so many problems. If Leo doesn’t have his fire in this AU then Esperanza likely dies in some sort of attack from monsters or gods that were after Leo and of course he’s going to blame himself. 

Or maybe she doesn’t die at all because Hera is actually really proactive and involved in the lives of the demigods and her plan for the prophecy of seven does work so she can probably find some way to keep Esperanza safe.

And if Gaea does try to kill her to break Leo, oh just imagine Gaea versus Hera, the previous mother of everything against the current queen of the universe. I’m already of the mind that there should have been something there burning between them in canon, they were the ones scheming, add to it all this context?  Let’s go.

Also, if Drew was willing to use Jason because he was prince of the universe then she’d probably be willing to do the same to Leo since he is also a prince of the universe and that’s really funny. And I have a head canon that Drew genuinely respects Hera for securing her power when there were so few options for her, so there is something like real admiration for Leo and that could lead to an actual friendship.  

But there is genuinely a lot of resentment and hurt feelings and envy going on between Leo, Jason and Thalia. It’s the sort of emotions all the enemies in TLH wanted to stir up to get the Greeks and Romans to turn on one another, and since Aphrodite told Piper that she’d be the deciding factor of what happens when Greeks and Romans meet, well that’s some material for the lost trio to contend with. 

And Leo wants to resent Hera and he does, but he also is so, so aware of how much she must have loved his mother to break her marriage vows, even if just emotionally. If Esperanza is still alive and Leo sees them together? Oh he would not know how to handle that. Because it’s clear his mom loves Hera, but she’s not expecting or even wanting to rekindle things, she just wants what’s best for Leo. 

And since she does know, she does understand the importance of Leo’s role in the prophecy, it might actually be that she had him not out of love, but out of necessity. Like she saw that he needed to exist (in this context she sees that she would be the immortal to bring him about, not Hephaestus) and yes it is the antithesis of what she is, but it must happen. There is power in that choice itself. They talk about how much of a gamble she took in shaping the seven of prophecy, this would be the gamble.

And either way- Leo is the literal embodiment of broken vows, add to that that those vows were probably the only ones ever kept in the Olympians’ world. He is the sins of his godly mother, and much like Jason was predestined to be what the gods shaped him into, the journey Leo would go though because he’s the one destined to fulfill an oath with his final breath that has been prophesied for millennia? He does it in part for atonement, not because he believes he’s at fault any longer, but because it’s what has to be done. 

That juxtaposition? That irony? That goddamn growth and tragedy? 

Hera did consider making him immortal when he was a baby. She knew she wouldn’t, the world needed him to be a hero. But she also knew the kind of life her child would have and she didn’t want him to suffer that pain for the sake of pain itself. If he was immortal he would suffer it for eternity. He’d be bound to follow her husband’s orders in a way that demigods didn’t have to, even though they should. 

He would take commitment incredibly seriously. Take his canon loyalty and selflessness and add to it this visceral, integral awareness  of the consequences of going back on one’s word. 

The dynamics he could have with the rest of the main characters. Percy’s the savior of Olympus and Leo’s the potential key to its destruction. There might be bad blood on Percy’s side at first because of the way Hera’s treated his friends, but it wouldn’t last long because he knows Leo isn’t at fault.

Annabeth is not so quick to let go of her resentment. It’s irrational but it’s what it is. The Romans would be even more appalled than they were about Annabeth’s existence. He wouldn’t even need to be possessed and attack New Rome, his presence is enough.

Thalia would likely be the one to understand him best because she struggled so much with the temptation that came with being the child of the last great prophecy and became a hunter to take herself out of that narrative. Leo doesn’t have that option or anyone to take his place because there’s no role or job or quest, it’s just his identity.

And them being close makes Jason envious because in TLH he felt like Thalia didn’t have room for him in her life. If Leo is Jupiter’s by his demands then it’s Jason and Leo belonging to one another’s parents and that is complicated because they don’t want to be in the others place but still- there’s a degree of belonging that the other doesn’t have with their own parent.

By the end of TLH, Jason is talking to Zeus’s statue telling him he understands why Zeus has to keep his distance and that Jason is going to try and make him proud. Leo being acknowledged by his father even in this way when his father can’t do the same for Jason is hard to deal with. He knows Leo’s not at fault, he knows Leo doesn’t want this, but that doesn’t erase how it feels.

Nico is both deeply unsettled because he has respect and understanding for the ways of their world and completely unfazed because he knows what it is to be shunned, and he has to look at the bright side here because he has never been treated with such blatant hostility.  

I’m gonna have to make a part 2 for this

[manygeese]

Happy chapter two day everybody 🎉🎉🎉 first Jason pov of the fic!!!! he is a dorky little simp with trauma!!!!!

Tumblr version also posted. Next update is gonna be on Saturday! Tag list under the cut

@katiefromcabin7 @iwannascreameurekaa @froglyberrys @justlikearat @existential-life-crisis @jasonisntboring @poppitron360 @erosjournal

[wanderingmind867]

I gotta admire Jason's Mom. So charming she successfully managed to court Zeus and Jupiter! I think that should be how we remember her. Because that is certainly a unique accomplishment. Making Zeus and Jupiter both fall for her...she must have been a really special woman. Although I will certainly say: Jupiter personally sounds like he'd make a better partner. But i'm biased towards most of the roman gods anyway.

[in7ernt-ju1ce]

Redrew the reference photo as Jason Grace with a few of my person head cannons (If anyone wants me to make a post about my head cannons please ask!). The main visible ones are Jason’s pale blue eyes, from going blind after seeing Hera’s true form, and the lightning bolt ‘scar’ (ish?) on his face which he had matching with Thalia as children on Jupiter/Zeus which I head cannon as how they got claimed or they got as some accident when they discovered their powers for the first time.

[littlestarbeam]

The Fluffy Starlet. Beryl Grace

Inspired by https://archiveofourown.org/works/42399735

[monarch-of-weird-girlboy-nation]

Ok this makes 0 sense, but you know that line 'even the iron still fears the rot' in Ptolomea by Ethel Cain?

That's like Jupiter, in a way

Jupiter is the iron, the strong leader who no one questions, who is basically infallible.

Basically infallible.

Jupiter is scared of Jason, afraid of the cycles of pateicide, afraid of the rot that will inevitably destroy him won't it? The strong leader is scared of his son.

Even the iron still fears the rot

[half-gone]

If Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter were to fight CHB would win. This is based solely on the fact that they actually know how to think outside the box.

They’re also crazy.

[sophiejacksonchase]

Percy: so let me just get this clear, Leo speaks three languages, he's super tech savvy, and he's in AP math classes.

Leo: pretty much, yeah.

Percy: and Solace over here is like number one professional doctor with years of training and actual practice.

Will: I'm kinda cheating with the magic, but I read the books to make sure.

Percy: meanwhile Reyna, Jason, Hazel and Frank were/are a teenage war general. That must had required something.

Reyna, jason, Hazel and Frank: way too much leadership skills.

Percy: Calipso can make clothes from scratch, and how to grow her own food.

Calipso: I do.

Percy: Nico knows like six languages. And had years of playing video games.

Nico: I know Italian, Latin, Greek, English, and a little bit of French, so like, four and a half.

Percy: Annabeth gained architectural experience when she designed the fucking Olympus.

Annabeth: that was awesome.

Percy: Piper have a famous father, and she speaks French.

Piper: I don't like to talk about it.

Percy: all of you people are actually useful in the mortal world. I am wanted for arson.

[that-pjo-obsessed-b1tch]

sally: aw! you kids got matching friendship streaks in your hair?

Percy and Annabeth: *nervous laughter*

[manygeese]

Small Town Affair Chapter 2: Free is a Multifaceted Word

Jason wasn’t surprised when he opened his email to find a notice of termination. After all, he couldn’t possibly expect his father to spare him from his company’s recent downsizing. But he didn’t want in on the family business (secrets, scams, blackmail, wonderful things like that) anyways.

Being under his father’s roof, currently or formerly, in combination with living in a loud city was never that good for Jason’s health. Too many times he had found himself deprived of any and all energy after a stressful day at work. Too many times had he found himself wanting to rot in bed or simply not wake up in the morning. Too many times had he found himself wondering if he had anyone to live for, or if anyone would miss him if he were to just leave.

The Graces had never been a happy family, but at one point, they had been whole. There had been a time when Mom had been alive and semi-functioning, Thalia had been just a room or two away, and Father hadn’t felt the need to attempt parenting, thankfully. That time had long passed and would never return. Mom was six feet under due to a drunk driving incident, Thalia had gotten the hell out of dodge the first chance she got, and unfortunately, that meant dear old dad had more opportunities to yell at poor old Jason.

All in all, Jason was a little sick of it. Maybe that was why, once he was wholly untethered from the big city, he decided to get as far away from it as possible.

As he stepped over the threshold of his new, empty apartment, Jason felt distinctly adrift. He was in an ocean of change, clinging onto a piece of timber like an alley cat, hissing, spitting, and hydrophobic. He found himself wondering in the peaceful atmosphere, which was better: unhappy with connections (however useless), or happy (ready to be) yet lost?

Clicking the door shut behind him, he wandered towards the nearest cluster of boxes. He reached for his utility knife in his back pocket to open one, just to have something to do. The sound of the box cutter gliding across the packing tape filled the room. Then, there was the sound of cardboard rustling, the doors flopping open.

Jason was met with a painting mummified in bubble wrap. Vaguely, Jason recalled the afternoon he spent painting it, back when he was still in high school. It was in the Grace Mansion’s sunroom, which had seen little use since Mom couldn’t have used it to take naps in anymore. He had been struck with inspiration when he watched the sunbeams filter through the lattice fence into the room, so he had rushed to grab his sketchbook and watercolors. He had spent ages carving out pathways of water and blotting out patches of pigment to replicate the scene in that idyllic way that Jason longed for.

That particular sketchbook had been ripped up by his father not a moment after he had finished the painting. “Art isn’t a job,” his father had said, ripping a page between every syllable, “it’s a useless waste of money. It’s nothing a son of mine would do.”

A teenaged Jason had gathered the scraps of paper with shaking hands, keeping them for a reason he didn’t yet know. But a twenty-something Jason- well, he didn’t have any clue why, but he had an urge to make it better. Two days before the move, he had gotten a canvas and glued the paper into something resembling its former glory. Faded? Sure. Ruined? Most people would say so. But it was his.

Hours later, Jason discovered that going to sleep in a bed so familiar in a place so foreign was an odd experience. He stared at the blank ceiling, feeling himself drowning in that ocean of change. Just a little, though. Just a little.

~*~

The ocean spat Jason out into the next morning, delirious from sleep and cold despite the abundance of blankets. He shuffled out of bed, pulling on his shirt and pants from the day before. It was early, judging by the lack of light seeping through the blinds, but that was something Jason was used to. “The early bird gets the worm” was his father’s favorite saying and one of the more harmless things he passed on to Jason.

Rubbing sleep from his eyes, he headed to the kitchen and shucked open a box or two until he found a pan, a bowl, and a spatula. He had brought everything in his previous pantry with him on the drive to the new town, so he opened up that box and took out a dusty bag of flour, a lukewarm semi broken carton of eggs, a few melted sticks of butter, and several other ingredients in similar conditions. This is what he got for not bothering to pack everything better.

Jason started to mix together a pancake batter recipe he had learned by heart. It was all Thalia could make by herself when they were kids, when Mom didn’t care enough to feed them and Father was too stingy to pay for a chef. On Saturdays, they’d make a huge batch for a whole week’s worth of breakfast, and dump in a cup of chocolate chips at the end to make some for that day’s lunch. “We deserve a treat,” Thalia had always said, grinning ear to ear as she vigorously stirred the batter. Eight year old Jason had just sat on the counter and kicked his legs back and forth, happy to be spending time with his sister. “Mom won’t miss these chocolate chips, will she?”

The pancakes managed to get better every time Jason fixed them, which he posited was not because they were actually that good (they were the best Thalia could make at fifteen), but because distance made the heart grow fonder and whatnot.

There was a knock on the door after Jason had finished flipping the last pancake. Heading towards it, he hoped to find a friendly neighbor to chat with. He’d even take a door to door salesman.

But no- when he opened it, there was nothing but a newspaper. How quaint.

Feeling distinctly like a sitcom dad, he sat on his one and only armchair and shook the paper open. The title was straightforward; simply reading “The Athens Times”. The headline read “LARGEST CORN HARVEST SINCE 1992!”

He skimmed the passages, skipping over the ads for various plumbing or roofing services, but took the time to read the cartoon at the bottom of the third page. He huffed a chuckle at it.

The section he cared the most about, though, was the job offer sections. “Help Wanted”, it said in bold on the last page. There were ads taken out for aforementioned plumbing and roofing companies, one for what was probably a dead end office job, and one for some local farm.

Jason was smart enough to realize that he couldn’t live on his savings forever, and should therefore pursue employment. He debated his options.

First were plumbing and roofing, which he felt like could be lumped in together. They were manual labor professions, which could be interesting, since Jason hadn’t ever done something like that in his career. But plumbing required knowing how to plumb and roofing required knowing how to roof. Now, Jason may have known how to unclog a toilet, or build a Lego set, but he was no expert. For now, those opportunities were off the table.

Then there was the office job. To put it simply, Jason had had his fill of sitting in one of those godforsaken swivel chairs with those godforsaken fluorescents above him and his godforsaken father looking over his shoulder every three minutes. Even though he knew his father wouldn’t be at this particular office, Jason wasn’t jumping at the chance to be back in that environment. Therefore, this was a dead end.

Finally, the farm. Maybe it was just from watching too many Hallmark movies, but when he thought of a farm, he pictured acres upon and acres of crops, a big red barn, and a picturesque farmhouse with yellowish green grass sprouting up in front of it. It seemed like the type of place to build a family, to create connections. Seeing no other offers, Jason decided to apply for that one. Maybe it’d be fun working as a farmhand.

~*~

Jason shivered a little bit as he made his way through the chilly morning air. Ever the people pleaser, after he’d gotten his new job as a farmhand, he decided to show up early. It was 5:00 in the morning and he was now regretting that decision.

Huffing out a visible breath, he closed his eyes and shoved his hands into his coat pockets. He pressed his arms closer to his sides and forged ahead.

Unfortunately, he didn’t hear the ring of a bicycle bell until it was too late. His eyes shot open when he heard a yelp from what he presumed to be the bicycle’s owner. Jason looked up just in time to see the other person skid to a halt dangerously close to the fence they were traveling along. Ultimately, they lost balance, and the stranger fell to the ground at Jason’s feet.

“Oh, gosh, I’m so sorry,” Jason fretted, crouching down to help the person up. “Are you alright?”

The stranger scoffed, taking off their helmet and shaking their hair out. “It’s alright, man, I just don’t see many people walking this route at this time of day. Or… night. Point is, I’m not used to it, y’know?”

Jason reached for the man’s elbow, but flinched away at the last second when he realized it was weird to just grab a stranger’s arm. “Um, I’m Jason,” he said, moving his hand so it seemed like he was going for a handshake the entire time.

“Leo,” said Leo, accepting the hand, but not shaking it.

For a moment, Jason was captivated by the way the streetlight bounced off of the man’s curls. The bright white of the light may have washed out any and all colors, but to Jason, that just made Leo more elegant. He looked like an angel from a black and white fifties movie. The planes of Leo’s face were highlighted in a soft white, the shadows a nice blueish gray that an art critic would call impressionist. If Jason came across this exact scene in an art museum, it’d be his favorite painting. Better yet, what if he painted it himself?

Shaking himself out of his reverie, Jason hoisted the other up by where their hands were joined. It was only after Leo let go of his hand that Jason realized how warm his hands were. Leo pulled his bike back upright and waved goodbye as he mounted it again. “Well, it was nice meeting you, Jason, but I’ve gotta get to work. I’ve never understood why high school started so early,” he mumbled the last part under his breath, making Jason laugh.

As Leo took off, leaving Jason with an inconvenient and hopefully short term attraction to him, Jason wondered what his father would think if he told him he liked men. He had figured it out long ago, probably halfway through high school, but he had never told his father for what he thought were obvious reasons.

“Father, I’m gay,” hypothetical Jason would have said.

“That’s nice,” imaginary Father would have responded. No, he wouldn’t have said that. It would have been something more like “no son of mine” or “it’s just a phase” or “is conversion camp still legal?”

In an ideal world, hypothetical Jason would have told imaginary Father to go fuck himself. But this wasn’t an ideal world, so Jason told his father nothing at all.

~*~

thanks for reading, next update’s gonna be on Saturday! See y’all then :)

[seagull9111]

as a fandom we need to talk about how funny this scene was

romans: *nervous*

nico: *enjoying himself*