#alabaster x jason

[phoenix--flying]

Is jason and alabaster a thing cuz alabaster who joined the ta to overthrow the gods, vowed to never bow to the olympians vs jason who tried his best at following the rules and did favours for the gods sounds kinda fun.

Also may i present an (sort of)arranged marriage au of them where after the ta was defeated and alabaster, instead of being banished by zeus, hera actually steps in and force him to be jason’s guard/protector/servant since she knows what she’s about to do. It doesn’t have to be a marriage necessarily but this au involves hera and I just want to spice it up. Sorry if this is incoherent, this truly came to me 10 minutes ago like a vision and boinked me in the head

oooo idk bro i just love rule follower x fuck the rules/i make my own rules and that is exactly what jason/alabaster seems like LMFAOOO

there is one work tagged jason/alabaster on ao3 and it's called Quintessence by amallpena, I have yet to read it but! It may be your cup of tea anon!

also i am snatching up this arranged marriage au hello i love that. as with many tropes, i have a love hate relationship with arranged marriage it needs to be done right or it sucks LMAO

But Alabaster Torrington, former general of Kronos/Saturn being the bodyguard/servant/betrothed to Jason Grace, son of Jupiter and Praetor of Camp Jupiter? thats some drama its good i love it and im here for it

this poses the question, however, does Alabaster remain at Camp Jupiter when Jason is brought to CHB? Or does he go with him and have to face the campers he fought against only a few months ago?

Both are full of flavour imo, because if he stays at CJ then you know PERCY but if he goes to CHB then theres Annabeth, Chris, Clarisse, all these faces of people who know him as an enemy, maybe even as someone they trusted, as Kronos' general, etc, etc. People he betrayed who probably blame him for a lot of their casualties. People he himself doesn't like, people he blames for his casualties. He left this camp because he didn't have a place in it, thats not going to change suddenly just because Hecate has a cabin because he betrayed the camp.

anyways

[avaetin]

Ace of Hearts

Commissioned from @coma-chang

Meaning in Cartomancy and Tarot: "True Heart"

Ace of Hearts represents the House of true heart. It means happiness and prosperity of people living in this house.

Cards of Fate: Masterlist

[readbyred]

Someone thinks you're a couple

With Pjo/HoO faves (at least ones I know how to write)

You’d think Piper is chill with that stuff, but if she's crushing strong on you, she will not be normal about this. Stays silent after the person you're speaking to called her your girlfriend. Literally says nothing and just observes your reaction. Like, to see if you're uncomfortable with it, if you correct them at all, if you also get nervous. Outside, she's chill but believe me, she's going to be overthinking this before going to sleep

Jason is an interesting case. Well, at least he’d be amusing, I think. Because his first instinct is to pipe up and be like ‘no, actually-’. But then it also hits him that he doesn't want you to think he wouldn't want to be your partner. But also he’s not trying to make it seem like he’s pushing you into this uncomfortable situation? Please, save this man before he gets too wrapped up in whatever the hell he’s trying to say. Needless to say, the other person will be more confused than before

When it happens to Reyna, she wants to be logical about it. Just say the truth and move on with the conversation. Keyword - wants. Because she can get absolutely smitten and then the next thing you know she’s looking away and her face is heating up. Of course, she maintains most of her composure, but she’ll be a little bit awkward for the rest of the day. Damn that stranger for putting those ideas into her head

With Alabaster, it really depends on the timing. The dude is largely sleep-deprived and on the verge of being killed most of the time. So he really does not pay attention to things like this if he suspects you two might be in danger (more so than usual). If things are moderately okay and you two are relatively safe though?? Oh, you know it gets awkward. He can be really outspoken if he has to, but he can turn into a mess just as easily. He sort of pauses glances at you, and attempts to explain that you two are not together. At some point, you don't even know what he’s saying. He doesn't know either. You just know that he’s stressed. Poor guy doesn't even get one peaceful moment smh

I saved the worst for the last which would be Octavian. The bitch fucking scoffs. Yes, he might like you but this is not important right now, because this stranger is assuming things and making stuff up. And he’ll let them know this much. Rolls his eyes because some people really don't know how to mind their own business. And they didn't even get it right. He genuinely didn't know why would you even be upset with his reaction. He was in the right, after all

[aroaceleovaldez]

emo Nico x scene Will Solace...

[sunshines-child]

I have nothing to do so here's me ranking Nico ships

Solangelo: 7/10 The canon interactions were not good. I'm giving this a pretty high rating because where Rick lacks is where fanfiction writers make up. (Solangelo fanfics can be freakishly good. They gave more backstory than Rick ever did) Percico: 8/10 The age gap when you really put it down can be a little funky, but my gods, if you write it right, you can make this ship some of the most poetic, tragic, gut-wrenching fanfics put down into words. (I prefer heavy one-sided tragedy but any suffice, really) Jasico: 7.5/10 it's a pretty nice one honestly, and you cannot tell me Jason and Nico didn't have SOMETHING going on. Not as high as Percico because most of the stories written are all fluff and comfort, and I'm more of a "make it hurt" type of fanfiction writer/reader. Valdangelo: 5.5/10 I've never found really good fanfiction over this ship. They rarely interact, and unlike Solangelo, the fanfiction writers don't usually make up for it with some funky AUs and whatnot. I can imagine some pretty fun scenarios with this though. Alabaster: 9/10 GOOD LORD @drksanctuary you have dragged me into a pit I cannot crawl out of. You can get every. single. type. of. fanfiction. from this ship, whether it's so kinky it makes you gasp (*cough* @avaetin and @drksanctuary *cough*), really gut-wrenching, or sweet. It's got the variety that I like. (-1 because they've sadly never properly interacted so we have no real land to build the house on) (I will shut up now.) Obligatory Nion: 9/10 @avaetin You are an evil lady. Your fanfiction alone has fueled my entire brainrot. There isn't even side fanfiction about him! You fuel this ship alone, and I'm all for it. (I have so, so many AU's over these two.) (Like my beautiful fish people AU that I posted the premise about previously) I hate any ship of Nico with a female, and yes this includes Percicobeth (or anything along those lines). Quit making Nico "find out he's bisexual because of Annabeth/Rachel/Piper/etc.", he's literally confirmed gay. Wow this is really long.

[sevenhundredyears]

lost trio in the ta au

So I have this au where there is this child AND legacy of Apollo on the andromeda, right, and they see in a vision the lost trio just doing their thing. Somehow they get the kids full names, and the ta is just like: fuck it, let’s kidnap the children.

so the lost trio gets kidnapped (the ta already knows about camp Jupiter ) and it’s basically they can go anywhere on the ship just don’t leave.

and it takes a while, after many sleepovers, they trust both each other and several members of the ta.

Leo also convinces Beckendorf not to blow up the ship, which is nice

after the Hera Incident, they slowly get all their memories back of the ship.

and it is amazing because these really sweet kids suddenly are like trained assassins with a weird grudge against Percy Jackson and no one really knows what’s going on anymore.

Also the three of them are dating. No questions.

[drksanctuary]

I Added Annabeth and Piper!! (They are Gfs 💕) no heteronormative couples allowed in my AU

[deadlyrose9086]

Nico’s grief had a name, and its name was Jason Grace.

For: Jasico Week 2023

Language: English Words: 8,020 Chapters: 4/4 Kudos: 2 Hits: 13

[dontspillthefrijoles43]

Lost Hero VII - Breisa

Digging into the past

Word count: 5720

Warnings: Angst, Cursing, Trauma, Spoilers for pjo, the Gods being dicks, titan army, teenagers dealing with trauma (while also being teenagers)

Summary: The past can be a tricky thing, but it holds so much for the future...Especially hints for a quest...Or Lou shares some of her past, and Breisa reluctantly shares hers.

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Lou hadn’t said a word the whole way back to the cabin.

Breisa was waiting for yelling and scolding.

 All there was silence, except for the rest of her siblings. 

She desperately wanted something, anything to happen.

They finally made it to the cabin. Her anxiety was spiking.

“Alright lights out for the little demon spawns. Oldest cabin members get to stay up for another hour. Everyone should still get dressed for bed.” Lou called out to the cabin members. 

Everyone began to make their way to their respective bunks or rooms. 

Miranna paused, while the rest of their siblings kept going, and looked at Breisa with those big emerald eyes. “Good luck.” She gave her a hug. 

Breisa could only pat her back awkwardly. Miranna pulled away and headed off with the rest. 

It was only Lou and Breisa standing in the middle of the cabin. 

She waited for her to start screaming at her for accepting the quest: how it was a stupid idea, that she had basic knowledge on how to control her powers–How everything seemed to be bad about this quest. 

But Lou only sighed, “You should get ready too. This is gonna be a long night.” She made her way to one of the book shelves and pulled a red book out. A doorway opened next to Breisa “I’ll be waiting in my room.” 

– 

After a minute of struggling to find the hidden bathrooms, which ironically was hidden in the main sitting room of the cabins. 

Breisa had taken a hot shower, changed into a cotton flannel pattern sweats and a plain gray t-shirt. She had just finished her bed routine (hair and teeth). She then made her way out of her room and went towards Lou’s room. 

She peaked her head through the doorway and there in the middle laid a queen sized bed with a constellation themed blanket and black valet pillows. Near the bed was a mini shelf with books, potions, and Knick knacks (crystals, leaves, spices, feathers, etc).

Lou sat there, in her own pajamas, on the floor with a big leather bound book. She looked to be halfway through with it. 

Breisa knocked on the doorway. 

“Come in.” Lou said without looking up from the book. 

Breisa walked in, she plopped on the floor next to Lou, and waited.

Lou read for another minute or two, then slammed the book shut. 

Breisa jumped slightly at the sound, looked at her curious and startled, waiting for an outburst. 

“If you’re expecting me to forbid you from going or yell at you for taking on this quest. I can’t.” Lou placed the book down, “I should, but I can’t. It’s not fair to you. Especially since you don’t know everything.”

“What do you mean?” Breisa tilted her head at Lou. 

“You remember when I mentioned the great prophecy? How Kronos arise? ” Lou asked. Breisa nodded. “Well he didn’t do it on his own…”

Lou trailed off, her eyes began to glow, and she opened her palms. A blue mist flowed through her hands and fogged up the room. 

The room began to change: All of Lou’s stuff along the walls began to melt away. Images of a forest replaced the missing items along the walls. It was like 4D movie projectors making the images form.

The first scene played out:

A kid was running through the forest, she had dark hair and green eyes. She wore a band tee that was tattered from the bottom, and leggings with beat up sneakers. Tightly hung on her shoulders was a military style pack. 

As her face became the focusing point, scars were around her cheeks. Her nose actually looked familiar. The shape of her face too. The way her hair was styled, it was so similar to someone Breisa knew.

It was…it was..

“Lou! It’s you!” Breisa realized. 

“Yes, it is. Now watch.” Lou tried not to break her concentration. 

Younger Lou, maybe about thirteen or fourteen years old. She looked scared. 

Something roared in the distance. She gasped and dove under a log, crawled behind the thick part to hide.

“I smell you demigod!” Something growled, it moved with heavy footsteps, “You can’t hide from me!”

Trees toppled as it got closer. The beast had a form of giant. Only thing you could make out was its legs. It stopped and sniffed the air. Slowly it leaned downwards, trying to find the scent. It inched closer to Lou’s hiding spot. 

Lou whimpered and covered her mouth to hide her sounds, tears streaking down her cheeks. She sank closer to the ground, trying to stay hidden.

Her heart was pounding in her chest. It was so close, it had to have seen her.

She felt the ground tremble as it moved closer. 

“I thought I was done for.” Lou murmured, “I really thought I was going to be monster chow…then—”

It snorted in confusion. It grumbled in annoyance and shot away from young Lou, then the thing stomped off.

“I’ll find that demigod.” It muttered, trees toppling as it moved upwards. 

Lou let out a shuddering breath, she rose up slowly. 

She looked at the fallen trees, they were giant footsteps embedded into the ground. Whatever that thing was, it was gone now. It had to be.

 It looked like she didn’t wanna stick around, she turned the other way— and came face to face with the tip of a sword.

“Don’t move.” The person holding the sword ordered. Lou froze not knowing what else to do. 

He towered over her. He looked built from arms and legs, but the rest of him was lean. A gold cover, like a bullet vest, was strapped onto his shoulders with shoulder plates; it covered his torso.

His hair was brunette, it reached his neck. He had green emerald  eyes, cold and calculated. There were bags underneath them, sleep must’ve not been a thing for him. Last was the freckles scattered around his face—would have made him look cheerful: if his lips weren’t curled up in a sneer.

“You’ve got ten seconds to tell me who you are, before I slit your throat and leave you to bleed out on the ground.” He pointed the tip of the sword to her neck.

Taking that threat very much to the heart Lou threw her hands up in surrender, “My name is Lou Ellen black stone. I don’t want any trouble. I’m just trying to get away from the monsters.”

The boy studied her with precision and gritted teeth. “Where did you come from? Are you one of those scum  from Camp half-blood?”

“I don’t know what that is.” Lou tried not to let her voice waver, kind of hard when there’s blade on her vocal cords. “I’ve been on my own for a while. I’ve been hiding and trying to stay alive. Honest. I don’t know where or what camp-half-blood is.”

He kept the sword at her neck for another moment. “You’re telling the truth.” He released her.

“No point in lying when you’re faced with certain death.” Lou said without thinking. 

She expected the sword to slash across her neck, but the boy only balked out in amusement.

“Exactly. I don’t know why everyone lies to my face. No wonder they’re dead.” He grinned  maniacally. “All and all it is for a good reason. This war will give us Half-Bloods what we deserve once and for all. I can just picture it;  Alabaster C. Torrington, son of Hecate, greatest Greek warrior of the Titan army.” 

“¡NO MAMES WEY!” Breisa gaped like a fish, “He’s a child of hecate?!”

Lou strained and the mist swirled into a blurred image of him, “Yes. Alabaster was. But he was also vengeful of the other gods. He respected and admired mom greatly. But he believed that we deserve more. To an extent he was right. Yet he chose all the wrong actions.” 

Lou regained her concentration, the image cleared, and Alabaster turned towards Lou in the image. 

Younger Lou looked intimidated. 

“I have no use to kill you. You’re not the enemy…Clearly…” He stared her down before she could be offended, “Why did you come here?”

Lou shifted uncomfortably from one foot to the other, “It sounds kind of crazy.” 

“Try me.” Alabaster challenged putting his sword in a holster that she hadn’t noticed before. 

She hesitated at first, but carefully spoke, “I’ve been chased by all kinds of things since a year ago, I’ve seen things I’ve never noticed before. I don’t think I am normal. And for a while I’ve been having weird dreams of a ferret leading me somewhere. Somewhere safe, for the most part. I don’t know why but I think this is the place.”

His eyes lit up like he solved a puzzle piece. 

“Mother, I sense your ambitions.” He spoke aloud to no one in particular. 

Lou eyed him while taking some steps back, “Okay….I can’t tell who's crazier, you or me?”

Albester gave her a look and she shut up, “It will all make sense soon…I want to propose an offer to you.” 

“Man I’m not doing whatever you’re thinking of.” She scrunched her face in disgust. 

Alabaster blushed with humiliation and wore the same gross-out face, “I was not implying that.”

“You thought, you weirdo.” She scoffed.

He rolled his eyes, “I meant that I can offer you protection, knowledge, and unimaginable skill. Control over those skills as well.”

“There is a catch, right? There has to be a catch?” Lou deadpanned, pulling on the straps of her pack.

He hummed thoughtfully, “I wouldn’t exactly call it a catch…”

“If you’re saying it like that it makes it sound even more sketchy.” Lou attempted to sound confident but her voice wavered.

“How about I put it this way— Aren’t you tired of bad things happening to you? Or all the things you wish you knew about yourself were known? Maybe if the monsters stopped coming? Just to understand who you are?”

 She froze, taking in his words.

 “See my people, we’re trying to solve all those problems. We’re trying to fight those who put us here. Who left us in the dark with the unknown. The power that left us in the dust and  to fend for ourselves. They could have stopped us from raising our voices. They have been fighting for us since then.”

Alabaster circled her, “We need more help though on our side. I believe that you can be of much help. If you take my offer that is.”

Lou didn’t seem so keen on the idea; she looked like she was having an internal battle with herself.

“Where else Can you go? Not a lot of places can make offers like this. Especially with what you are.” He inquired, “If you’re having so much trouble with this…then I might as well leave you to the monsters.”

He turned a heel and began walking away.

 Not bluffing in any way. 

He made it just a few feet when Lou called out “WAIT!”

Alabaster halted, waiting for a good reason. 

Lou breathed in, “I…I accept your offer.”

Alabaster hummed pleased with her, and said “I have a lot to show you. First you have to meet our leader…let’s just say he’s an interesting guy.”

“You joined him?!” Breisa exclaimed, “How-Why?- What?”

Lou huffed, “It wasn’t one of my proudest moments, ok? I didn’t know there was another option. Alabaster drew me in and their leader manipulated me into the Titan army. They made me believe that I was fighting for myself and for what demigods wanted. When I was actually fighting for them.”

The blue mist whirled and melted into a new image:

 Another tall guy, almost at college age, with a muscular build. He had short-cropped sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, a sharp nose, and a mischievous look etched into his face. He was pale with resemblance to a ghost. From the bottom of his eye was a white scar carved all the way down to his cheek. 

“That’s Luke Castellan. The head of the Titan army.” Lou seemed to be shaking as she spoke, “After a quest had gone wrong, it led him to the darkness. He swore an oath and pledged his life to Kronos, ”

The mist swirled again and —a young, tan less pale, Luke stood by an apple tree. In his hands he held a golden apple, and swung his sword at something: A dragon jumped suddenly and clawed his face. Right where the scar on his pale counterpart was. 

“He wanted revenge on Olympus and his father for the life they gave him. Under Kronos he found others that were like him. Most of them, unclaimed demigods.”

Luke stood above hundreds and hundreds of demigods, stone cold as they raised their swords to him. 

“They had built up and continued to grow in power with Luke. When Alabaster found me and others, the puzzle was nearly done. They trained and trained us until we were to perfection.”

Lou stood in Greek armor, right in the center of Field. 

All at once, different warriors jumped at her, circling around her with weapons. 

“Páli!” Someone called from the sidelines.

Her palms glowed and her eyes matched with red. Floating above them, she took them all down without a single graze.

“PALI!” Some yelled, “You must do it again. Your strategy needs to be perfect!”

Lou pant exhausted, but then regained herself and nodded to the person shouting. Then she took off running. 

“Finally we planned our first attack. We took Camp-half-blood by surprise.”

A boulder shaped like a fist stood in the clearing of a forest. The same forest that nearly surrounded the camp.

There were kids in orange shirts in battle armor, they didn’t even have a second to position themselves—The ground exploded with monsters and demigods in opposing battle armor.

Swords clashed, monsters snarled, and the ground shook as the dead raised. War had begun 

Lou fought and knocked down demigods in a row with her magic mist. 

“We truly thought we were enemies. We were all two sides of the same coin.” 

A demigod came at Lou, she blocked them with her sword and he landed on his butt. She raised her weapon ready to strike when the kid looked up in fear. 

She stopped. 

“At that moment I was thinking that this kid is like me. Scared. On defense. Willing to kill someone because they might kill them first.”

Lou gripped the hilt of her sword, tense and frozen in striking position. The kid didn’t seem to be hellbent on moving.

A shriek caught both of their attention–the ground exploded once more. 

Snakes hissed and twisted above its head, its dark leathery wings stood out stretched. It had a scorpion tail that was oozing with venom. The upper part of it was a humanoid medusa fusion, and the bottom half was shaped like a centaur– except instead of a horse it was a dragon. 

She cracked a whip and shrieked again, “Kill the demigods!”

From Lou’s point of view you could see two demigods, decked out in greek armor and weapons, charging towards she-beast; A girl with familiar blond hair and gray eyes, and a boy by her side with black hair and sea green eyes.

“Percy and Annabeth, they had no trouble diving into battle, sacrificing their lives for the camp. It hit to me… If we were fighting for our greater …Why were we forced to learn all the combat mentally? Why were we pushed to the breaking point? Why were we slaving away for them, bringing back new recruits and risking our lives?”

The mist formed from Lou progressively  fighting till exhaustion. Getting pushed to her limits. Beaten and getting back up without any choice. 

“After that battle, the war climbed to its peak. I felt conflicted. All these questions were constantly on my mind. But I didn’t have the courage to act on it. So I stayed quiet and did what I had to do. I also protected those who were like me, as much as I could anyway…All the way until the war ended.”

Breisa fidget nervously with a loose pant leg, “How did it end?…The war I mean…”

Lou sighed. “It ended with a lot of sacrifice. From both sides. Percy Jackson. He fought tooth and nail to protect this place. They all did. Chiron, Gover, Nico, Clarisse, Beckford, Silena, Rachel…It goes on. But Percy, Annabeth, and Ethan, they were the ones that ended it all.

The kid from before-black hair and sea green eyes, Percy…fighting Luke…his eyes glowed an unnatural gold and his skin was so thin and  ghostly pale.

A shudder overcame Breisa at the sight of possessed Luke—something about someone taking over their entire being was disturbing…and familiar.

The scene changed to a teen with an eyepatch striking Kronos in the neck (who looked mildly betrayed). The blade shattered at the impact and pierced through his armor, the kid grabbed his side in pain.

“Ethan did not end up surviving that strike. The blade went through his stomach. With his last seconds of life his death wish was for all minor gods to be treated better.” Lou’s voice quivered with pain. 

Then Annabeth distracted Kronos with what seemed to be defense sword fighting, tears flowing down her cheeks but her stormy death glare gave no sympathy towards him. She was shouting things to him, and his eyes flickered between gold and sky blue eyes.

“Luke managed to gain most of his consciousness…and he killed Kronos. Like Ethan, he pleaded for all the unclaimed to never go through what he did.” Lou said in a dead voice. 

The mist of Luke faded into a giant building reaching to the sky, where a Greek palace stood.

“When Percy went to Olympus he demanded both Ethan’s and Luke’s terms. The gods agreed to their terms and swore an oath to respect them. And that’s the full story of how we, the unclaimed, got here.” 

Lou’s eyes faded back to normal, the mist from her palms evaporated, and the images disappeared. 

She slumped a bit and reached to rub her temples, “Ooh- I really gotta cut my stories short. That spell takes a lot out of me. Nothing a little healing tea can’t fix.”

Breisa seemed lost in her thoughts as she processed everything Lou told her. 

“Stupid spell, taking more energy than it should.” Lou complained, her voice seemed distant.

After a minute of her sibling’s frustration grumbling, Breisa said, “Were you happy ?”

“...Was I happy?” She echoed, looking at Breisa confused.

“When you got here. After everything.”

“Truthfully, no. I hated this place at first. I even tried to run away a couple of times.” 

“What made you change your mind?” Breisa’s curiosity was showing.

“Mom did.” She answered earnestly, “She said that this was our chance to be safe. That I was no longer a child of war, nor my siblings. For the time being. be prepared for the future. Our kin was coming, with power so chaotic. That person will have to face the greatest enemy. And they would need all the support and help from me and my siblings…I think she was talking about you.”

“So…even though you didn’t know me, you decided to throw yourself as the next Yoda, in another possible war against the enemy?” Breisa said slowly, trying to get clarity. 

“Ok first of all when you put it like that it sounds ridiculous.” Lou puffed. “Second of all, When it comes to being a demigod, there is a lot of baggage. Dangerous supernatural baggage. Having to deal with that on your own, it’s a lot. I didn’t want another sibling to go through what I went through. What we all went through. No one deserves that.”

Breisa felt her heart pang, how could someone she barely knew give so much support and sisterly love to her. She didn’t deserve it. She didn’t deserve to be a demigod. 

In fact, none of them deserve all the bad that  happened to them. 

“If mom knew about me,why wasn’t she there? Why didn’t she save you guys? If she’s this all powerful god, how come she's not helping ? Aren’t we her children?” She ranted to Lou, frustration evident in her voice. 

“Gods could not tamper with our fate. The fates plan out our lives. And control over a god’s life. Our life must go according to what it is. Even if they know of our futures. It could lead to drastic consequences if we mess with fortunes. Or the gods sometimes just don’t care” Lou bitterly explained, “Trust me. I’ve had this argument.” 

Briesa didn’t try to hide her disappointment, “So that’s it. I have to go through with this quest without anything. Probably die trying. And possibly end the world.” 

“Not necessarily…” Lou murmured,”I showed you my past so you could understand the dangers. But through the dangers we pulled through. That’s why I want to break down the lines of the prophecy and look into your past.”

“I’m sorry, what now?” Breisa questioned, her head turned up right towards her sister.

“Daughter of twin torches sought to defend. Darkness, fraught in her pieces; Can she amend?’ ” Lou quoted, “Remember those lines?”

“Of course I remember! Scary world ending prophecy! Who could forget that?!” She snapped, “How is looking in my past going to help?!”

“I think you’re ‘pieces’ mean things that make up you. The little things that are you usually come from the past.” Lou explained, “We might find the answers for this quest there.”

Breisa gave her uneasy look. 

“We don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Lou reassured, stressfully rubbing her temples, “There might be another way to find out about the quest…maybe? I might have time…”

Breisa could feel anxiety radiating off Lou, she was suppressing it.

 ‘There isn’t enough time for her to find something. Right now might be the only chance. She is trying to hide it.’

Breisa sighed, “I can do it. We can look into my past… But only what’s important.” 

“Are you sure?” Lou questioned, very solemn. “We really don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”

She breathed in and exhaled slowly, “I’m sure.” 

“Ok.” Lou walked over to a shelf  and grabbed a silver bowl resting on it, “You need to drink this if we're going to look into your past.” She handed it to Breisa

 She cupped the bowl with her palms, “What is this?” 

“It’s a drink that is supposed to help clear your mind and project your spell casting abilities.” Lou explained, “I made it out of my own herbs. To help show the vision.”

Breisa peaked at the bowl, it was filled a quarter way with  mossy green liquid. “It smells like rainwater and earth.” She tipped it into her mouth, and drank it; quickly her face turned sour, she choked down the liquid.“Ugh! ¡Sabe como nopales!”

Lou grinned a little, “It’s not the best tasting thing in the world. It has more power for mind and body.” 

“I won’t have to be tasting more of that right?” Breisa stuck out her tongue in disgust as she handed the bowl back.

“No. The hard part hasn’t started.” Lou informed, “This spell is not easy to cast. I need you to close your eyes and focus. And I need you to trust me.”

“Ok.” She closed her eyes and tried to keep her mind clear.

“Open your palms outwards. I want you to think of today. Everything that’s happened to you from morning to past few hours.” 

Breisa thought of the morning waking up late and falling off the bed. Rushing to get ready and make it to the bus for the field trip. Not having time to properly brush her hand, getting laughed at and teased by the barbies. Weird dreams.  Leo being a jack-ass. Seeing a goddess. Almost dying twice. Landing at camp half-blood. Using powers she didn’t know she had.

“Now I want you to imagine that everything you’re seeing is being pushed from your brain and attach it to the outside.”

Breisa felt her head ache, her palms began to grow warm, and her eyelids twitched. 

“Now think about more things that have happened to you. Everytime you ever felt you’re emotions got the better of you. Something that made you really feel. But keep your control.”

She remembered meeting a boy with brunette curly hair during lunch, when no one else would sit next to her. He had dark eyes, pointed ears, toothy grin, and rich brown skin. He spoke English as he introduced himself, he understood that common courtesy. Spanish to be sure she understood. When she snapped at him, he got nervous and tried to make her laugh. It worked for a second, she found him somewhat entertaining. But he didn’t know when to stop. He had to keep the joke going. 

She thought about being alone when Tía had dropped her off to the detention ward. When they had searched her and sent her on a prison bus to wilderness school. She only had her jacket backpack filled with the bare minimum, and thick leather strap of the necklace her father had given her.

Then her mind went to her dad. Her dad who always had the warmest smile, strong eyebrows, and crooked nose. Her dad would lift her up when she was down. Her dad who had always danced and sang to Juan Gabriel when he was cooking and cleaning. The same guy with dark lush wavy hair that had started developing gray strands. He had a scruffy beard that he kept in mildly good condition. He always wore a leather pendant with the lady— Guadalupe. He wore it because it reminded him of home. 

Home was very important to him, and he taught her that. 

But then he had to leave home. 

It was Breisa's fault that he had to leave, if she just hadn’t lost control.

Breisa’s eyes snapped open, they glowed unnatural purple.

A scene played out in her mist:

Along a little street in front of a little Knick-knack shop sat dazed, bloody and bruised Breisa. Maybe about ten or twelve years old. (Memories could be fuzzy).

The shop behind her looked like it had been through an earthquake.

Windows were shattered, glass spread across the sidewalk. Over the entrance, the door was slanted off its hinges with claw marks carved into metal.

Inside there were shelves and shelves of wooden and glass objects that had been smashed to the tiles. Cracks spread along the walls and onto the floral tiles. Somewhere mixed with the destroyed objects was gold dust sprinkled everywhere.

Briesa was still lost in her own world.

She snapped out of her daze as dad came speeding down the road. The old pick up truck screeched to a stop.

“¡Mija!” He shouted as he ran up to her and bent down to hold her shoulders, “You’re hurt. Who did this to you? Are you ok?”

She stood silent as her eyes casted down to the floor. “...Dad, I lost control.”

“¿De qué estás hablando? Lost control?” He was confused. Realization occurred to him, “Oh no. Mija…it happened again. Was there anyone inside?”

“I don’t know.” She sniffled, “I tried to keep my cool. They wouldn’t stop. They kept making me mad. They said stuff like ‘Estas maldita! Un bruja! No wonder you don’t have a mom.’  I just couldn’t keep my control. Lo siento.”

He pulled her into a tight hug, “Ay dios. Mi vida I’m so sorry I wasn’t here. It’s not your fault. Les hubiera dado una paliza a esos niños.”

She half snorted and sobbed into his shoulder sleeve, “De verdad?”

“Sí. De verdad.” He smiled half-heartily and patted her back lightly, “We should get going. Who knows who could have seen you. Come on let’s—“

Somewhere nearby a siren wailed in the distance, blue and red lights flashed. 

“Mierda.” Breisa’s dad cursed under his breath. 

A cop car pulled in next to her dad, on the side it read City sheriff. 

An older man— maybe a bit older than dad at the time—with an army buzz haircut stepped out of the car.

Automatically Breisa recognized him. Sheriff Wilson. He gave everyone on this block a hard time.

“Alessandro.” He called, pointing to the shop, “Mind explaining what the hell this is?”

“Breisa, Quédate aquí.” Her dad gave her shoulders a squeeze and went over without his hands above his head.

She watched as they conversed, both getting equally frustrated with one another. She tried to listen to a few words all she could catch was “You people…Justice…served…my only hija…punishment…at least …someone…look after her.” Finally after a few minutes, her dad came back looking relief but defeated.

“Dad? What’s going on?” She asked worriedly.

“Sheriff Wilson…he came to see what caused the damage. Alguien al otro lado…erm…called when the shop came down. I’m guessing someone different, since someone else saw you and called me.” He sighed heavily, “He came with the attention of arresting someone.”

Breisa paled and chewed her lip nervously. 

“But I came with a compromise. Mejor para ti.” He attempted to calm her down as he sat next to her, “We just have to call Tía Celica and wait for her to get here, M’kay?”

Breisa felt her eyes burn as she tried to keep her tears at bay. The scene began to change.

An old car parked on the side of Breisa’s dad’s car and sheriff's car. It looked like a (convertible Breisa wasn’t too familiar with cars), and it was dark blue. A Woman with dark hair tied into a sloppy bun stepped out. She had the same strong brow and crooked nose as her dad. She wore simple jeans and a sweater. 

“Mateo!” She called out to him, “I got your call. I came as soon as I could.”

“Celia, thank god you’re here” Dad sighed exasperated.

“¿Cuánto tiempo tienes? ¿Tienes todo en orden?” She sounded serious.

“Tengo uno o dos días para poner mis documentos oficiales en orden.” He explained, “I can figure all that stuff out. Pero lo que de verdad me preocupa, es mi hija.”

They both turned to Breisa on the curb, her hands ringed together anxiously. She was trying to listen to the conversation.

 “Mateo. ¿Qué más puedes hacer?” Tía Celia put a hand on his shoulder and lead them out of earshot. “Esto es lo mejor para ella.” 

“Tiene razón.” He sighed, “Let me just say goodbye.”

He walked over and sat down next to Breisa. 

“What’s going on dad?” She asked, “I heard you and Tìa talking.” 

“Were you able to make out what we said?” 

She shook her head. 

“You need to get better at your Spanish then.” He chuckled softly trying to break the tension. She didn’t even quirk a smile. “But uhm…I am gonna be away for a while. I want you to stay with your Tìa…she’ll take care of you while I am gone.”

“Gone? What do you mean?” Breisa’s eyes frantically look between her dad and Tía near the convertible. 

“It’s part of the compromise I made with the sheriff.” He stared down the cop car, “Instead of him charging and arresting you. He’s gonna take me.”

“No!” She cried, “I don’t want that! He can’t do that! I’m the one who did th—”

“Mija, por favor!” He shushed her, keeping an eye on the sheriff, “This isn’t something I want to argue with you about. This is for your safety. They can’t know what happened. Keeping your emotions under control—it’s very hard. But the minute you lose control. It’s over. I'd rather let them take me than to take you.”

She sniffed trying to keep herself from bawling uncontrollably.  

“There’s something I want you to have.” He pulled something from the pocket of his jacket, “I wanted to give this to you for your birthday, sooner than expected…But it’s so you have something to think of home.”

He outstretched his palm to her. Inside it was a chunky leather necklace strap, it  was connected to a silver centerpiece. Engraved in the bail, that held the centerpiece, were the letters B.P.A. -Breisa’s initials. 

“It’s missing the middle because your mother… she had her own gift to give you.” Her dad seemed wistful. Whenever he talked about mom (which oftentimes) he’d get all heartfelt and nostalgic. “She’d believed at a certain point in your life, this necklace would help you.

‘It would come together for her.’ She’d say. I didn’t have a clue what she meant. But I have a feeling right now is a better time than ever. ”

Breisa stared at his outstretched hand, “Dad…I don’t deserve this. I shouldn’t have this.”

He put his hands on her shoulders. “Mi vida, you deserve everything the world and what I have to offer. Don’t ever think you deserve any less. Eres valiente, inteligente, y hermosa. Te quiero mucho, mija…don’t ever forget that, ok?”

“Ok.” She said, as the tears flowed down her cheeks and she grasped the necklace from him. 

The mist swirled and made Breisa’s vision fade away. She couldn’t stop herself from crying. Even when Lou jumped up and hugged her. 

~

Later she had calmed down. Still Lou was apologizing profoundly. “I’m sorry. That was too much. I shouldn’t have pushed you to have a vision. Especially one like that.”

“It’s ok.” Breisa reassured, although more for Lou than herself. “We found what we needed. Or at least something that could help me on this quest.”

She held up the necklace from the vision with the same chunky leather strap and silver bail with her initials. And in the centerpiece, instead of it being empty, it held a piece of stone with a weird inscription carved into it. 

“We could figure it out in the morning.” Lou promised as she placed her book and bowl back, “You should head to bed.”

“Yeah, I will.” Breisa walked out from Lou’s room, “Night Lou.” 

“Night.” She called back.

As Breisa wandered down the hallway, she glanced at the necklace continuously.

 Somehow she could feel small bursts of magic (thrum..thrum…thrum) pulsating from the necklace.

-

Translations

NO MAMES WEY - No fucking way

Sabe como nopales - tastes like catus

Mija- darling (Platonic term of indearment)

¿De qué estás hablando? - What are you talking about?

Bruja- witch

Lo siento- I'm sorry

Ay dios - Oh my god

Mi vida- My life

Les hubiera dado una paliza a esos niños - I would have beaten those kids up

De verdad?- Really

Mérida- shit

Quédate aquí- stay here

Mejor para ti- better for you

Cuánto tiempo tienes? - How much time do you have

¿Tienes todo en orden? - do you have everything in order

Tengo uno o dos días para poner mis documentos oficiales en orden - I have a day or two to get everything in order

Pero lo que realmente me preocupa a mi hija - But what really worries me is my daughter

¿Qué más puedes hacer? - what else could you do?

Esto es lo mejor para ella- This is better for her

Tiene razón - you're right

Eres valiente, inteligente, y hermosa - you're brave, smart, and beautiful

Te quiero mucho, mija - I love you so much, dear

(A/N: Merry Late Christmas 🎄 and Happy New year 🎊 y’all ! Sorry this took so long to update, writers block hit me like a truck. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, I worked really hard to come up with a backstory for breisa and explore more of Lou’s character. I plan to update again in a week or two, still trying to figure out a schedule that works for me - socially awkward nerd :)

[everythingwasalreadypicked]

ANON! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS WTH! I LOVE THAT!

Freshly appointed Preator Grace, traumatised from the events of Mt Othyrs, having been called to outside Camp Jupiter. He sees Juno, so far normal, he sees Trivia, weird duo but okay, and he sees... Saturn's demigod general?? Okay what's going on now?

Alabaster is supposed to be his new bodyguard/servant/ apparently betrothed(!?). Jason suddenly is very curious how that talk in Olympus went. Where is he going to sleep? He's not part of the legion, but they can't just let the former general into New Rome either. Reyna jokingly suggests they can share a room. Jason is not impressed. He would very much like it if Alabaster didn't antagonise everyone, too.

He wakes up in the bus surrounded by Piper and Leo, and head slumped against Alabaster's shoulder. He doesn't know why this boy is glaring at him (He doesn't know anything who is Jason??) but he's carding his fingers through his hair and that's nice. Can they stay like that for a while? No? Okay.

Cue the canyon shenanigans.

I JUST LOVE JASON-ALABASTER DYNAMICS

Is jason and alabaster a thing cuz alabaster who joined the ta to overthrow the gods, vowed to never bow to the olympians vs jason who tried his best at following the rules and did favours for the gods sounds kinda fun.

Also may i present an (sort of)arranged marriage au of them where after the ta was defeated and alabaster, instead of being banished by zeus, hera actually steps in and force him to be jason’s guard/protector/servant since she knows what she’s about to do. It doesn’t have to be a marriage necessarily but this au involves hera and I just want to spice it up. Sorry if this is incoherent, this truly came to me 10 minutes ago like a vision and boinked me in the head

oooo idk bro i just love rule follower x fuck the rules/i make my own rules and that is exactly what jason/alabaster seems like LMFAOOO

there is one work tagged jason/alabaster on ao3 and it's called Quintessence by amallpena, I have yet to read it but! It may be your cup of tea anon!

also i am snatching up this arranged marriage au hello i love that. as with many tropes, i have a love hate relationship with arranged marriage it needs to be done right or it sucks LMAO

But Alabaster Torrington, former general of Kronos/Saturn being the bodyguard/servant/betrothed to Jason Grace, son of Jupiter and Praetor of Camp Jupiter? thats some drama its good i love it and im here for it

this poses the question, however, does Alabaster remain at Camp Jupiter when Jason is brought to CHB? Or does he go with him and have to face the campers he fought against only a few months ago?

Both are full of flavour imo, because if he stays at CJ then you know PERCY but if he goes to CHB then theres Annabeth, Chris, Clarisse, all these faces of people who know him as an enemy, maybe even as someone they trusted, as Kronos' general, etc, etc. People he betrayed who probably blame him for a lot of their casualties. People he himself doesn't like, people he blames for his casualties. He left this camp because he didn't have a place in it, thats not going to change suddenly just because Hecate has a cabin because he betrayed the camp.

anyways

[avaetin]

The keychains arrived!!!

The pairs are chonky, holy–!

The giveaway forms will be opened later, please look out for that.

[thestarstoasun]

Some of my PJO ships & why

Percabeth (Percy/Annabeth - They invented love)

Ruegard (Clarisse/Silena - THE LAST OLYMPIAN, THE PARALLELS, PLS)

Clarisse/Chris (*I do not know their ship name, my bad - The Labyrinth, need I say more?)

Silena/Beckendorf (*Idk if they ever had an official ship name - They were so tragic)

Clarisse/Beckendorf/Silena/Chris (Polycule, bc multishipper really)

Jake Mason/Michael Yew (I have a thousand reasons and I don't think any are canon)

Conchell (Connor/Mitchell - THE FANFICS PLS, but some of them need to remember these are minors pls)

Connor x Malcolm Pace (I saw really cute ship art 1 time and I was sold)

Connor/Mitchell/Malcolm (I think they'd be really cute together and I don't care if it's impractical)

Luke/Lee Fletcher (Lukelee - Honestly, its more of a crack ship for me, but some people on Tumblr have me considering how much)

Luke/Ethan Nakamura (Lukethan - I can't be alone in this, pls)

Theyna (Thalia/Reyna - They would make an awesome QPR, and I thought this even before Reyna was revealed to be aroace. They flirt endlessly if only to enjoy the confused looks on their friends faces)

Tratie (Travis/Katie Gardner - Is there anyone who read the books in the 2010s when the fandom was like super big that doesn't ship them? It's big now, but like, still.)

Tyson/Ella (They deserve the world)

Solangelo (Nico/Will - Tbf, I shipped them since The Last Olympian AS A CRACK SHIP, but A WIN IS A WIN)

Grover/Juniper (Just yes)

Sally/Paul (The King that our Queen Sally Jackson deserves)

Shelper (Shel/Piper - The plot twist I didn't know I needed)

Valgrace (Leo/Jason - When I read The Lost Hero, I just thought "these two idiots could definitely work well together.")

Jasper (Jason/Piper - It isn't my favorite, but I think they're cute together. I hate that their relationship was built on the Gods interference, because neither of them deserved that. I would probably like it more if it didn't start because of Hera.)

Ethabaster (Ethan Nakamura/Alabaster Torrington - The fandom is the reason I ship them mainly tbh. I ship Ethan with Luke more, but Ethan honestly deserves better)

Jercy (Jason/Percy - I have read a single Jercy fanfiction and its kind of growing on me)

Cecil/Lou Ellen (They are literally the idiots in love that annoy Will until he gets with Nico {personal hc}, Love them)

Sherman/Miranda (I didn't think I would like this as much as I do, but its in so many fics I've read I'm low-key a little attached. Like, yeah Sherman show off, get your girl)

Damien/Chiara (I couldn't see them with anyone else tbh, but honestly could possibly change that one day, they will always hold my heart as #1 together though)

Frazel (Frank/Hazel - They are one of the sweetest pairings in the series)

Jason/Percy/Annabeth/Piper (Yes, another poly ship. I've seen this in a few fics and honestly, I think the way its written has grown on me.)

Castor/Will (Literally, because of a single fanfic. They were probably each other's first crushes and didn't even know it)

[sunshines-child]

character shapes wooo

I usually have a shape I use with a character. It’s easier to have a bar plane of a shape.

[drksanctuary]

So I had this pretty cool anime dream about Nico being like this Phantom hunter which was kinda like a mix of chainsaw man/ attack on Titan and like Tokyo ghoul. And he had to ascend the floors of this gigantic tower fighting phantoms and whatnot to try and find the hive mind leader and he finds Al there all phantom-y and creepy. It was really neat. Anyway here’s my very rudimentary concept art of Nico and Al:

I’ll probably just change this one into original fiction in like the form of a webcomic or something.

Rachel and Reyna, and Percy and Jason next.

[avaetin]

@books4evermorr​

Oh wow. First of all, I don’t mind. Whether ask box or this, I’m cool with it. (I need human interaction so I’ll take whatever form, you guys have no idea. My interaction is literally just work and adult friends’ stuff like marriage and relationships, and I don’t have anyone to talk pjo with in my circle-) *coughs* Anyway- I don’t mind this at all. And I don’t mind receiving questions too, since it allows me to keep track of my thought process too. And currently, it allows my mind to take a break from the current chapter I’m typing lol.

So onto the questions:

• “I need to know what is going on in Hades mind watching two primordials discuss his son with so much reverence lol “

Ans: I’m working on this part for Chapter 8. Currently I’m working on Chapter 7, so I’ll get to that soon lol. No spoilers on how he would react lol.

•Also I was wondering if maybe you are gonna go down the questioning-his-gender route for Nico?

Ans: No, I’m not going down that route, mainly because Nico eventually becomes comfortable in his own skin (canon wise) and I don’t want to take that away from him. Him lacking discomfort wasn’t really because he was comfortable. In Chapter 3, this was stated:

“At some point, from being addressed as the Mother of the Fates, to being the long lost Primordial that once embodied the Law of the Universe, to being the consort to the Primordial God of Time, another being suddenly making an appearance and claiming to be Khaos was the least surprising news he could receive today. Maybe the most realistic, even.”

He’s in that “Okay, if you say so” mode. 😂 He’s overwhelmed with all of this information. Also, this will be a recurring point throughout the AU, he’s acknowledging Ananke as a separate entity. Aka, she’s not him, and he’s not her.

But in Chronos’ case, his views are the complete opposite. He did say this in Chapter 2: “The mortal plane has an unhealthy obsession with the unimportant details. Ananke is Ananke, regardless of the vessel.” Ananke for him is the essence of his partner. He calls Nico Ananke because that’s the name of his beloved’s essence. But Ananke for him does not conform to any gender, because at the end of the day, their mortal vessels are just that - vessels. Er I hope I explained that well. 😅

•I have also been wondering is Leo alive?? Because the seven are going and annabeth is replaced by alabaster, does that mean Leo comes along too? I mean technically it’s a tsats plot rewrite so if the timeline is same that means he will be there. But he will show up later. So do they believe he is dead rn? Did he see this Nico is Ananke situation? As in is he in throne room rn? Or he is gonna come back later and would get a rundown and then proceed to make corny jokes? If he comes back later is calypso with him? What does she think about this because she is older than the gods right? And like does she choose to not accompany them to Tartarus or is there like laws and reasons stopping her or something? Also idk is caleo gonna be a ship or do they break up?

Ans: The story will follow most events up to the start of TSATS timeline, so yes, Leo is alive. Same as canon, they believe he is dead right now, but he’s actually in Ogygia.

Not really all of the seven are going. The main lineup (lol) has changed to Nico, Chronos, Percy, Alabaster, Hazel, Reyna and Jason. So unfortunately, Annabeth, Frank, Leo and Piper aren’t going. Leo finds out about the situation later on when he comes back though (following ToA timeline) and pretty much everything on his side remains the same. Annabeth, Frank, Leo and Piper won’t be that present in this AU, but there are mentions. (In my head, that’s the current gameplan. The seven going to Tartarus is fixed though.) How the seven are chosen to go to Tartarus though... that’s maybe around Chapter 10 or 11 when the main part of the story starts. In any case, only these chosen seven are going (you can imagine how well that goes, separating Hazel and Frank, and Annabeth and Percy lol).

•Also the Apollo getting punished thing, I know Jason was stopped from dying because chronos, but do we get a time skip to directly the tsats part? Then what about Nico’s involvement in the last book? How does chronos feel towards Apollo (cause he has a crush on Nico lol) ? But more importantly how does he feel about his beloved befriending the Trogs (🥹) ? And also since time would have passed, there dynamic changed too? Like before they get the prophecy (do they still get one?) when nico hears the voices, chronos is defo there, so will we get a after-a-nightmare scene 😭 ?? Is Nico like comparatively at ease around him before they even head towards Tartarus? I am pretty sure you already have this figured out but I was still curious lol

Ans: Yeah, Chapter 9 is set to around the TSATS timeline already. So there is a timeskip between chapters 8 and 9. Of course, there are some changes to the OG timeline. Jason being alive, for one, and I’m also adjusting for the story to coincide to the start of summer so it justifies some events that will take place.

Nico’s still pretty much involved with the events of the last book. Main difference is his relationship with Will is as friends and not as in the books. Nothing much changes for the ToA timeline, mainly because Chronos agreed that he wouldn’t interfere with the works of The Fates. Jason was an exception, which umm kickstarts what happens in the revised TSATS timeline. There are some changes. Like the voices and the nightmares, my approach would be slightly different. I don’t want to spoil for now, mainly because I haven’t gotten to that part too lol. I have a rough idea but yeah, “rough”. Very, very rough.

“Is Nico like comparatively at ease around him before they even head towards Tartarus?”

Yep, definitely. Revised TSATS timeline happens more than a year after BoO, surely my liege can work his magic in that timeline to at least reach a dating status with Nico lol. But this content - Nico slowly easing to him - might be more towards the Demigod Diaries ideas. By the revised TSATS timeline, Chronos and Nico are already “dating”. (”Dating” in Nico’s terms because, come on, in Chronos’ books they’re already “married”. He’s just indulging his currently mortal partner lol.) But you will still see their relationship develop throughout the AU. Actually, you will see a lot of relationships develop throughout the AU. Not just romantic, but platonic as well.

@avaetin

Had some questions (wanted to know some very specific unnecessarily detailed things) about the AU

•I need to know what is going on in Hades mind watching two primordials discuss his son with so much reverence lol

•Also I was wondering if maybe you are gonna go down the questioning-his-gender route for Nico? Like with all that Mother thing, and the switching between pronouns when talking about Ananke and then talking about him. Especially because his immediate reaction wasn’t discomfort when being called Mother or being referred to with she/her pronouns and even when khaos was like we can change his anatomy, instead of being uncomfortable by that he was only like actually that’s not the biggest problem 🤓☝️(loved that btw)

Like maybe not trans but more like gender fluid/ gender non conforming? Fits in with the can’t bound such powerful beings by the concept of gender thing.

Would love to know what you think. But him not going that path will be nice too and I practically melted when chronos said that he is perfect just the way he is 😭😭😭

•I have also been wondering is Leo alive?? Because the seven are going and annabeth is replaced by alabaster, does that mean Leo comes along too? I mean technically it’s a tsats plot rewrite so if the timeline is same that means he will be there. But he will show up later. So do they believe he is dead rn? Did he see this Nico is Ananke situation? As in is he in throne room rn? Or he is gonna come back later and would get a rundown and then proceed to make corny jokes? If he comes back later is calypso with him? What does she think about this because she is older than the gods right? And like does she choose to not accompany them to Tartarus or is there like laws and reasons stopping her or something? Also idk is caleo gonna be a ship or do they break up?

•Also the Apollo getting punished thing, I know Jason was stopped from dying because chronos, but do we get a time skip to directly the tsats part? Then what about Nico’s involvement in the last book? How does chronos feel towards Apollo (cause he has a crush on Nico lol) ? But more importantly how does he feel about his beloved befriending the Trogs (🥹) ? And also since time would have passed, there dynamic changed too? Like before they get the prophecy (do they still get one?) when nico hears the voices, chronos is defo there, so will we get a after-a-nightmare scene 😭 ?? Is Nico like comparatively at ease around him before they even head towards Tartarus? I am pretty sure you already have this figured out but I was still curious lol

This kind of got long 😅

Take all the time you need answering :))

And also if any of these lead to potential spoilers feel free to not answer them!! More than happy to wait and see things unfold