#Pjo fandom

[unyieldingwings]

I read HOO before I read PJO. Jason Grace is the first demigod I loved. And you know what, THIS IS ABSOLUTELY TRUE.

I hate how everyone originally important to Jason (except Thalia) basically discarded him after his use to them.

His mom, Jupiter, Hera, him not being Roman enough, Camp Jupiter, Piper, there’re probably more :(

My boy deserved love. My boy deserved happiness. My boy deserved to be chosen. My boy deserved to be protected.

My heart will always hurt with how much I miss Jason. I can’t ever enjoy any re-read of HOO to its full extent because I know what happens in TOA.

They could not let him figure out who he was, how influential of a leader he could be, how inspiring he could be for change, for acceptance, for defiance. So the gods let him die. Just like that.

My love for Jason Grace will never fade. He will always, always, always be in my heart. Forever.

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.

[child-of-harpocrates]

{open Starter} politeness

*For some time now Ally has been bow(ing?) when first starting a conversation and at the end of one as a way to show politeness, you were going to talk to her about when it's appropriate to do so.*

How do you lead/what do you?

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[willthespy]

i forgot how annoying drawing on a phone is

anyway have some solangelo

[xoxochb]

cw: from this request (I couldn’t respond), fingering, jealous/possesive! luke (n he’s mean ☹️), orgasm denial, this is lwk shortttt…

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only out of the goodness of your heart were you helping a fellow camper. the boy had been fairly new to camp, still learning the general hang of things. you had met him at breakfast one morning, you were both running late and ended up talking for a while. he had explained to you that he was unable to sword fight with other campers because of his inexperienced nature, and you so kindly had offered to help him with this. just a regular camper-helping other camper kind of ordeal— that’s all it was.

unfortunately, your through the eyes of your boyfriend you and the boy had been practically making out shamelessly in the middle of the field! the boy was just ‘all over you,’ and ‘giving you heart eyes’ the whole time, which are both direct quotes straight from the mouth of luke. you denied both and told him you had simply been helping the boy out since he was desperately in need of it. he didn’t believe a word of what you said, and though he knew you were loyal, that didn’t stop him from being any more angry. why would you let that boy openly flirt with you?

good question— he didn’t care. and that was shown solely when his fingers traveled teasingly over your thigh, just only lightly hitting your wet entrance, not daring to do anything further just yet, enjoying the way you’re entirely at his mercy.

“please…” you whine. in response, luke only peppers a kiss to your clavicle. “please.”

“why were you helping him?”

fucking gods.

“I told you,” you swallow thickly. “he- he needed it.”

“does he know you’re mine?”

you nod at a rapid pace, in only hopes he’ll give you what you desire.

“use your words, angel, c’mon.”

“he does- luke, please.”

just this once he allows you to get what you want— next time it isn’t this easy. he inserts one finger, your velvety walls nearly instantly clenching around him. you’re desperate aren’t you? it’s hopeless. the worst part is, he’s barely doing anything, teasing, and you know why, you know exactly why. you quietly murmur pleads for him to pick up the speed and it’s not that he can’t hear you— he can, he’s just choosing to pretend you’re not speaking at all. with one hand, you tug roughly at his curls, fisting then so tightly in your palms.

he gets your memo, he plugs in his middle finger alongside the other. you let a moan slip from your lips, pathetic. you feel your skin heating up, burning. then, he curls your fingers to such a sweet extent, nearly tipping you over an edge. an edge he’ll deny you until you understand that you’re his. your eyes prickle with angry tears.

“please, let me- luke, please-”

“please what?”

you rock your hips into his fingers, in hope for any sort of friction or pleasure you can receive for now.

“y’know… I don’t like when you’re seeing other boys…”

“I don’t-” you can’t breathe, that’s your problem. “don’t like him.”

“you’re mine, got that?”

“yes I- I’m yours!”

“I don’t think you get it, though…” luke’s fingers slow their pace, you let out an involuntarily whimper at this.

“please!” you repeat the word more than you could count, endlessly murmuring it in hopes he’ll simply let you have it (which he doesn’t). “please, luke, I won’t- hm- won’t help other boys, please.”

he doesn’t even respond to this. just progressively and torturously slows the pace of his fingers with every beg escaping your mouth. until, this is, they part from you.

he’s got to be fucking kidding you.

(spoiler warning: he’s not).

[daughterofapollo-official]

I feel like Apollo is such a poetic person that ever chance his mind gets to get into a daydream like state he will just romanticize the world around him, memorizing all the sensations of the water drops on his skin from the rain. How beautiful the color of green the grass is with the dots of H2O.

The smell of fresh dirt. The ways the flowers caught his eyes. Romanizes the human world, the morality of it. How every moment was just that. A moment.

Watching rain form the window, standing below the stormy clouds.

How it reminds him of all his lovers, all his most painful memories.

The sky crying, just as he was as he held his cold lovers. Their still bodies, when the consequence of dating a mortal becomes so permanent.

It’s like the whole world fades away. As he allows his mind to wonder. The beauty of pain.

Maybe he’ll write about it…

Meg just wants to catch them on her tongue. See if she can feel it. She wants to swallow a big ol gulp.

Them

[landstedelesbian]

Leo: I remember the day piper became vegan Leo: she became a complete diffrent person Leo: like i never met herbivore

[xolues-child-of-aelous]

{open Starter} overslept

*X was a head counselor for the Aeolus cabin, today there was a meeting and they had overslept and didn't realize.*

What do you do?

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[i-am-an-omniscient-snail]

Dark Percy this, dark Jason that. Have you even LOOKED at Nico???

He survived Tartarus. ALONE. A place that Percy would never have made it through without Annabeth, a place that pushed him to the limits of his powers and morals. Let me repeat that. TARTARUS. Percy only glimpsed the horrors of that place, and he said it would have driven him insane. The strength of mind and will that journey must have taken, nevermind the power, should mark him out immediately.

When he gets mad, darkness pours from the ground around his feet. Skeletons and ghosts rise up around him. I've seen people talk about Percy exploding toilets, but that was when he was younger and had less control. Nico is so powerful that that happens when he's exhausted and upset. Plants around him wither and die when he doesn't actively prevent his power from overflowing. The potential for destruction in that is UNFATHOMABLE and he thinks nothing of it! NO ONE does!!

He commands ghosts and spirits and zombies, serves Hades, travels through Tartarus, shadow travels (the amount of strength his journey with Reyna must have taken??? Insane) all through the books. I honestly think he is even more overpowered than Percy, it just is ignored. He's not built up as anything more than an edgy loner, but he's damn powerful. A child of the Big Three. A son of HADES.

And this is his normal. We haven't seen his journey through Tartarus. We don't know what his Akhlys was. We can only guess at how destructive and powerful it was, because what we see is Nico as he is normally, not dark Nico.

Dark Nico would be terrifying.

[this-lovely-universe]

Open Starter: The goddamn rock in the sky

M

M opened her eyes, immediately getting hit with pain.

She sighed. Right. Full moon. She couldn't even have three seconds of peace after it.

She looked up at the infirmary ceiling, trying to ignore the pain washing over her body.

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[somewhereincairparavel]

a day in a life of a jason grace enthusiast blogger:

[lady-menrva]

Diehard riordan fans are so funny. They keep pulling out the “it’s children’s literature” to excuse the poor and questionable writing. You do realise that just because it’s children’s literature doesn’t mean the writer can slack off right? And since it's geared towards young children, I'd expect Riordan to be go the extra mile to ensure that his diverse, inclusive representation is sensitive, well-researched and free of stereotypes. And of course we know the scenario in canon regarding that....

[wonderlanternsb]

While you are right people have to remember that if she did not pass it down it would have begun the next day so she bought them 2 years

Me casually thinking about how Thalia passed down the prophecy to Percy in a heartbeat, but Percy did everything in his power to stop it from being passed down to Nico, who had just lost his sister, his only friend, and had no one else but a(n) (abusive?) father for company cos no one wanted to be friends with him.

Thalia (basically): Yeah sure take the prophecy I don’t want to die

Percy: um ok then

Also Percy: I accept the prophecy, it is mine now and my future so no one (Nico) will be harmed by having to possibly die by it

(Pls don’t come at me, I now think Thalia did the right thing)

[cuppa-noodle]

A calm train ride

(Click for better quality)

A new Prophetrio post! This is another scene I wrote.

Sorry for the inactivity, been focusing on actually writing the thing and other interests.

Also completely unrelated but it snowed where I’m from :0

[xoxochb]

the longly awaited 🙂‍↕️

cw: face riding, oral? (f! receiving), swearing (like once or twice), short as fuck, not proof read, I think that’s it.

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perhaps it was unsafe in a certain aspect of the situation— but if jason grace were to choose any way to die it would surely be suffocating within your warmth just like this. with your knees on either opposite side of his head and your fingers holding tightly onto the headboard, slipping off the wood just occasionally. and this— this was solely because the ideology that you had created, that you would simply be able to ride his face while he wore his glasses, gods, those glasses. it was inexplicable what they did to you, though you could vouch for the pool of heat rushing through your core whenever he wore them (which wasn’t always, that’s why you enjoy the times he is wearing them).

and this was a win-win, not only did jason get the pleasure of getting his face rode by you, you were granted the rapture of his lips permanently suctioning your clit in such a ravenous manner you’re sure will leave you sore the next morning. and his tongue shoving deep between your soaked folds, either from the position or just simply delight. and his hands, veiny hands, gripping your ass (will it leave marks? most definitely!) riding you along with a rhythm— slowly as to not hurt him, and additionally not to break his poor glasses that started this all. but when you feel a growing climax creeping up through your senses, and your thighs tightening around him.

“fuck- I’m gonna-” pause. can he even hear you? he surely can’t respond. not that he’d want to anyways, he’s too busy devouring your cunt to care, his hands attempting to further part your legs as if they’re not enough parted (they sure as hell are, the pain tomorrow morning will be absolutely odious).

surely enough, eventually, your orgasm tears through you, with a reverberant moan slipping from your poor bruised lips, and you don’t catch a break. jason attempts to prolong this for as long as humanly possible, disregarding your cries and pleads until you manage to pull yourself off of him and collapse on the sheets now beside him. you turn to the side where he sits straight up, your juices dripping from his chin— and his eyewear still worn.

it makes you want to do it all over again.

[kingkai4ever]

Mpreg being in Percy Jackson is hilarious. But it is crazy when you think about it especially with Apollo. Because he will actively get pregnant no questions asked. So imagine how many Apollo kids before the battle of manhattan there was who he literally gave birth to…