#PJO

[demigods-posts]

thinking of a scene idea in season three when the gang encounters aphrodite. and one of the experienced half-bloods like thalia or zoe or grover are explaining to bianca how aphrodite's physical form is unique for each person. beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that. and the camera just pans over to percy whose overhearing this conversation and staring at aphrodite. and its revealed that aphrodite has taken the form of annabeth in percy's eyes. confirmation for the audience and for percy that his feelings for annabeth are a little ways past friendship.

[ilovepjo]

shoutout to sarcastic percy gotta be one of my fav reasons for staying alive

[scrunchi]

The 7 (+Nico)

[buckybarneshasmyheart]

they exist hand in hand, but I’ve got to admit that the book characters will always have a special place in my heart

Which percabeth do you prefer?

[ilovepjo]

grover clocked percy i fear

[helpallthenamesaretaken]

maybe the real accurate adaption of pjo was and ever will be the intricately planned out movies we imagined and directed in our heads while reading the books......

and maybe that's the only adaptation we'll ever need....

[xoxochb]

JEALOUS PERCY SMUT

cw: unprotected piv (don’t do that please), fingering, somewhat breeding kink, possessive percy? mdni

——— ౨ৎ ⊹ ࣪ ˖

it wasn’t necessarily your intention to piss him off. you were simply doing your own thing— a new camper had arrived this morning, you had only wanted to help him out. you had gave him a tour of camp, only out of courtesy, there had been no ulterior motives behind it. percy supposed differently. apparently, you hadn’t been ‘just showing him around’ you were ‘relentlessly flirting with him.’ supposedly batting your eyelashes, twirling your hair, faint blush, and giggling like a schoolgirl. that was false, the tour had been quite unexciting.

and again, percy did not care how much you said you weren’t interested in the boy, your words didn’t seem to matter as much as he thought showing you that you were his was. without wasting a moment, he had two fingers plugged into you at a nearly unbearable pace, not daring to let you adjust to the sensation. the friction of his stroking fingers quickly sends a rush of heat between your thighs. he doesn’t allow you a release, resorting to a tantalizing rhythm that sends a dizzy feeling through your senses. you buck your hips into him for hopes of reaching any type of friction, or just anything.

“please- percy, I—” a vicious assault of his mouth sucking along your neck prevents you from speaking further than this. an array of new red marks veiling your skin, surely you’d toy around with concealer later trying to cover them up.

“you’re only mine, aren’t you.” it’s less a question but a statement. like, he’s telling you you’re his. his thumb circles your clit, a silent way of telling you to respond and assure him you understand.

“yes, I’m- ah- ��m all yours.”

you weren’t prepared for the outcome of your statement. he removes his fingers from inside you slowly. you’re sure he was done now, he had gotten the confirmation he needed, but instead he lifts his fingers to his mouth and sucks off the remainders of your sweetness. panting, you make no effort to move, and given this he removes the lower layers of his clothing. you furrow your brows and attempt to sit up to hopefully obtain a better understanding of what he’s doing, when you do this, he ushers you to lay back down. you do so.

before you can verbally protest to his new advances, he lines himself atop you and you feel his tip upon your entrance.

“percy— I really-” nope. you’re cut short by a guttural moan when he slips his cock inside you with a swift thrust.

“‘m gonna put a baby in you. make you mine forever.”

you repeatedly breathe out his name, because what the fuck is he talking about? you’re not having his baby just because he’s unhappy you were talking to another boy. he plants a gentle (in comparison to everything else he’s been doing) kiss to the corner of your mouth, silencing you. you pout and tug his hair in protest. a protest he doesn’t seem to care for.

“gonna talk to other boys?” he bites down on your shoulder, for a moment you were unsure if he drew blood or not.

“no, ‘m not gonna- mhm- talk- won’t talk to boys”

percy, with one hand, smooths the hair over your face behind your ear. “sure?”

you nod rapidly.

“good. still puttin’ a baby in you, sweet girl. gotta let ‘em know you’re all mine.”

gods.

[leavesongrassonmycat]

YES

solangelo fans. Dude. We need to stop making Will the pretty boy and Nico the insane bitch in the relationship. We need to switch the fucking roles. Will is TEXAN.

[halfblood-hero]

Judge: Does the defendant have any special requests?

Percy: Death penalty.

Jason, from the gallery: Percy, it’s just a parking ticket.

Percy, whispering into the mic: Please kill me.

[rowan-r-ridley]

Old sketches I found in my files 👊

[plutoarttv]

prometheus: hot take,

the greek gods: no give that back

[assiraphales]

genuinely one of the worst things that’s happened to television in the last few years (exacerbated by streaming services) is death of Filler. going from 20 episodes to 8 because “we didn’t really need that episode where the main characters went to the beach right? it had no long lasting effect” but we DID!!! we needed to see how they act without the Big Bad Plot and to establish the dynamics between the characters and lay in the sun (do they forget sunscreen? how do they react to a thieving seagull? do they get buried in the sand or do they do the burying?). the plot isn’t everything. the action doesn’t hit as hard without the quiet moments. give us character development and our little scenes back

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

also I love that Grover gets separated from the kids and immediately starts playing mind games with a god. he's like finally I don't have to be a good role model for a second. let's talk brutality.

[blubblegumblub]

I felt this post in my chest.

yes, percy rose through the ranks of new rome disturbingly fast. no, jason did not do the same at camp half blood. yes, percy's rise to leadership at both camps took about two weeks and was completely unplanned. no, the same cannot be said for jason. his rise was carefully planned and took over a decade. they're both children of the big three, but where percy thrums with raw power, jason is a sword honed by zeus and hera. where percy is a survivor, jason is a weapon. where percy is a cycle breaker, jason can't get out. jason's fatal flaw was temptation to deliberate because he never managed to make his own choices. he was every classic definition of a hero rolled into one, and he never questioned it because his happiness came after the responsibility. jason was never going to ascend as fast as percy because jason was raised on hard work and discipline while percy, an abuse survivor and child of poverty, knew when to fight dirty. where jason was a transplant, percy was an invasive species. jason was always going to die because he was never more than a tool for the gods to throw away when he outlived his usefulness, or when he started to question his place. if someone as locked down as jason can question the system, anyone can. now that luke has put thoughts of overthrow in everyone's heads, zeus has to be very careful because while jason was expendable as his weapon, percy was unexpected in every way. zeus has no plan for him. when percy dies, he will become a martyr, so he can't die, except now everyone knows that percy doesn't want to be a god either. jason had to die, and now percy has to live.

[cherriielle]

claimed by the sea 🔱