#Percy jackson oc

[pain-is-forever]

OPEN STARTER:

"I bet you don't feel lighter." No, I don't feel lighter.

TW: Derealization, minor(?) injury

Theo's been dealing with some things lately, but he just can't think of any solution to any of his problems. He feels bad for it, for not being able to help, no matter how much he tries. Now that he's seen the state Argo was in when he left him in that cell, he feels... horrible as ever.

He had to shadow travel away, he couldn't stay with his brother any further. It was clear Argo didn't want him there, and he would respect his brother's wishes... most of the time. Once he made sure Argo was back in control and relatively safe — or at least knew he'd claim to be safe — he left.

Though, something happened when he was in that cell. The Death Mist surrounded him at one point, and refused to leave him since. He did manage to briefly rid his hands from it, but it was only temporary and he's not sure he can bounce back from this as easily as he though he could back when it all started. It's cold. Really, really cold.

You find him in the forest again, standing in the shadow of a tree. Though, it's... not really him. It's more so a cloud of mist, or at least it looks to be that. A cloud of mist in a vaguely humanoid shape, with... some unnatural coloration to it. Almost like human skin. What could convince some that it really is Theo are the greenish-red blobs visible on the cloud's form. Around where a human chest would be, and the most of them are around where the heart would be.

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[demoted-but-not-forgotten]

OPEN STARTER: DEMOTED.

Ah, Camp Jupiter. Such a peaceful place where Roman and (as of recently) Greek demigods get to live their lives, serve in the 12th Legion Fulminata, go to university, retire and generally be at peace. Except today, there's a commotion.

Around ten minutes into a training activity, everything is stopped as a centurion marches towards a child, they can't be older than 13. Taking off their helmet, the centurion looks utterly furious. If anyone knows their way around the camp, they'd recognize the demigod as the centurion of the 2nd cohort.

"MARCELLUS!" They scream at the kid, who seems to have wolf ears and a tail. Their ears pin down when they get yelled at. There's a bunch of weapons laying around the general area they're standing, and a couple knocked over demigods. "WHAT WAS THAT?!"

"I- I didn't mean to, I swear-" The kid tries to defend themself and puts their hands up in surrender. Looks like they know they're in trouble. They're not even wearing any armor, which is strange to see during drills. "I was just-"

"Enough, I don't want to hear your excuses. I can't have you in my cohort- we've tried to right you for YEARS. With zero effects. That's it. I'm done." The centurion turns towards Reyna, the praetor. "I kindly ask that Marcellus be demoted, at least two cohorts down, and have him excluded from activities for today. I feel like everyone around here agrees with me-" And they do, people start nodding and murmuring quiet agreements.

Reyna nods, and with that, the kid is shoo'd away.

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[christmaslightaddict]

Open starter

Trying to feel something

Tw: will have mentions of abuse, and contains heavy self harm

Colleen had been more secretive lately, more reserved, she was even more quieter than usual. Her usual Christmas light sparkle was gone

She constantly hid in the hades cabin, just like now, she hid in a darker part of the hades cabin. Colleen thought she was hidden enough. You opened the door to the cabin, forgetting to knock.

You had a question for her. When you creaked the door open, you saw Colleen trying to cover up her arms. You thought it was nothing at first, till you noticed the blood trickling down her arms and dripping off her hands like rain drops. The crimson flowing out of her, with no signs of stopping

[melatonin-addiction]

Closed starter

Estella had fallen asleep not too long ago so she was pretty easy to wake up. Estella heard talking. The two voices sounded familiar but she didn’t know why. She shifted her body to the door. She saw two of eves closest friends. They were whispering to eachother. She couldn’t really make out what they were saying but she looked at the through the bars of the bed

@apollododgeballtarget

[notaeoluschild]

ShitshitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT-CAREFUL!

*And then someone flies into Wysper*

@a-shinto-tano

“?!”

*Wysper would create winds to push back against the person so they don’t crash into each other*

“What???”

[vixnarts]

I saw this meme going around so I gave it a go. It reminded me of my PJO as Gods!AU where Percy and his friends are gods. And of course this meme made me think of Tyler.

[demigoddaughterofhermes]

i actually really like that hades immediately believes percy about kronos- in the books it was treated as this impossible thing and i think hades being so ready to believe that is actually believable considering where he lives. and also considering the personality we see from hades in the books

[that-pjo-obsessed-b1tch]

Baby Artemis: Hey dad?

Zeus: Yes, child?

Artemis: How long can can someone breathe in a washing machine while it's running?

Zeus, chuckling: Now, why would you want to know that, Artemis?

Artemis:

Zeus:

Zeus: WHERES APOLLO-

(credits go to the real owner)

[another-argo]

>>Open Starter<<

Ghosting

(c'mon, you didn't think I'd stay gone, did you?)

Argo's room had stayed empty for weeks after his death. Only a few people knew where his grave was; so some people took it upon themselves to put offerings in his room instead of on his grave.

It's been a few weeks- to a month or two. The wound still hurts.. but life progresses.

The strangest thing about that is.. any offerings that Argo would've VERY MUCH enjoyed.. disappeared. Any daggers? Gone. Sour candy? Gone aswell.

You think that it's just a coincidence. Maybe- maybe people are actually just bad at this whole offering thing! If Argo was still alive he wouldn't have accepted the gifts anyways.

Because of Argo's room becoming a public tribute, even some kids from camp have managed to slip in- maybe to pay respects, maybe to swear out the bastard one more time, maybe just to pretend they knew him better than they really did.

You thought the noise coming from Argo's room was another camper- or one of his adopted siblings- in there again.

But then there was a crash.

Then another crash.

And something deep- something dark inside you lights. Your immeadiate thought is Eris. Only Theo actually saw the dead body- maybe she didn't die.

You brace yourself for a fight before you open the door and see.. Argo.

Emotions flood you in a giant wave- looking at your dead friend- or enemy- or.. whatever Argo was to you. For a moment, you think it was all a bad dream.

But Argo.. doesn't notice you. He's enamored with this stuffed rabbit.. playing with it like a little kid. He's holding a piece of a wooden block in their other hand, unwilling to let it go.

Argo hums a small tune under their breath. Their hair has gotten longer- and the blonde has grown to be majority of his hair. His eyes are a watercolor of brown and blue now- and he just looks.. transparent?

Argo moves over to some more of the offerings. There are a million different bouquets- but he picks up one that Commodus left for him- tucking a flower into his feather crown.

They put everything down- except they put the wood block in their pocket.

They look at the many daggers that were left to them. Picking some up and inspecting them.

Argo still seems completely oblivious to your presence..

What do you do?

ANYONE CAN INTERACT !

(Seriously, anyone.)

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[catfilms]

i think we as a fandom forget that the battle of manhattan actually happened.

we tend to forget about the battle unless it's talking about percy's trauma. which, when talking about percy, yeah, makes sense. but i believe we've been neglecting the fact that is was a war, and not just a battle.

not just percy was affected by the war, not just annabeth and not just the main people that were mentioned. each cabin had to go through the fact that their siblings, friends and lovers had died or nearly died.

the apollo cabin lost 90% of their original LARGE cabin. and i don't think people mention that a lot. i don't think people mention how bad the war actually was. how the demigods had to make sure not only that their family and friends didn't get hurt, but also mortals that they didn't even know

how cabins probably prayed to every god for help during the war, begging with tears in their eyes that they didn't die, or at least if they died their most cherished person didn't. how many promises were broken? how many cabins lost their best friends from other cabins? how many people lost their sisters? how many people lost their brothers?

I think we should mention this more often

[mizz-sea-nymph]

Hermes: oh my god he’s on his way home! I should tell my uncle he’s going to love this

Hermes on the phone: oh hey Poseidon, first of all when I was at your place the other day I forgot to tell you how much I liked the rearrangement you and Amphitrite did with the living room furniture.

Hermes: second of all, COME OUT OF YOUR HOUSE THERES A HOMELESS MAN RUNNING ON WATER

Poseidon: well Hermes first off thank you, I have to admit I was a little disappointed you didn’t say anything about the living room rearrangement the other day.

Poseidon: second off, OHMYGODIMONMYWAY

[melatonin-addiction]

‘Kay left, I don’t know who she’s gonna get to take her place. Nor do I care. They care about me to much. It’s sickening. If you cared you’d be trying to find my sister.’

Estella slowly closed her notebook and went back to staring off.

[lovely-writes-alot]

Open starter: Best Friend

Anastasia

Anastasia definitely 100% did not like Finley.

She only got butterflies when she laughed, but everyone felt that with their best friends.

She only felt fuzzy feeling in her chest whenever she would brush hands with her, or give her a hug, but that was normal.

It was all normal.

Right?

She was waiting for Finley to finish sword practice, which wasn't out of the ordinary for them.

She watched her, as she swung. She was so good at it, it took Anastasia's breath away.

We're at the denial stage ladies and gents

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[glee-of-ares-wrath-of-aphrodite]

It's a normal, ordinary day for you when suddenly Macedon enters out of nowhere. However something is wrong with him... What do you do?

Type A in your response for sickness (if you don't like gore haha) or B for injury (if you're okay with described gore).

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[vixnarts]

Since it’s been snowing a lot where I’m at, I decided to do an art piece of Percy and Anyssa.

Percy wanted to take his lil girl to the park to build snowmen. Since Tyler is sick with the flu 🤧. Anyssa, being lil miss creative thanks to her mom Annabeth. She made a snowman of her dad.

[demigoddaughterofhermes]

percy jackson, who after having his memories stolen, lives in fear of forgetting things.

he never has- he always remembers birthdays and anniversaries. he knows the activity schedule at camp like the back of his hand. he always sees annabeth's favorite color and thinks of her.

but he's always afraid that it could happen. or that someone will take them away again. so he has sticky notes everywhere. he always has little scribbles on his arms and hands. he keeps a little notebook handy.

annabeth never teases him when he asks her to confirm that he remembers.