#god bless grover underwood

[lilislegacy]

um actually grover underwood is the bravest character because when percy and annabeth left for college, they drove from new york to san fran. coast to coast. and grover went with them. this dude willingly went on a long road trip with his two best friends who are in a relationship. you would not catch me dead going on a road trip with just 2 people who are dating. and 18 year olds nonetheless?? oh hell no

remember how every time in cotg when percy and annabeth flirt and kiss, grover gets so uncomfortable? how the FUCK did he enclose himself in a car with them for that long? and yes i KNOW grover is their best friend. and i KNOW he is used to them, and they are all gonna be a close trio forever. but that doesn’t mean that this road trip didn’t include many moments that made him WIDLY uncomfortable. he hasn’t been on a long extended adventure with them since before they started dating. (that we know of.) like… were percy and annabeth making flirtatious jokes with each other during the drive? were they playing love songs? did- did percy horribly belt out the words to cheesy romance songs? oh gods… do they have a song?? also percy and annabeth are so PDA it’s not even funny. they have no subtlety whatsoever. remember when they just, like, fully made out in front of piper in BoO?? (yes, the kiss with annabeth’s grunt-whimpers 🫠)

i just want to know the logistics. like are they stopping at hotels/motels? if so, are grover and percy in one bed/room and annabeth in another? or are they typical teenagers and percy’s going “so, grover, buddy, you wouldn’t mind if annabeth and i took that one, would ya?” same thing if they are camping. what’s the tent situation? are they all in one? either way i feel like percy and annabeth are gonna be sneaking away. are they going on long “walks” together while grover just sits there and chats with the trees? or do they not leave his side, and instead sit there and cuddle and flirt and act absolutely disgustingly adorable while grover is just chilling there like 🧍🏽

they love grover so so much and would NEVER do anything to purposefully make him uncomfortable or feel like a third wheel. but… it’s also percy and annabeth. they kinda have no chill when they’re around each other. zero sensible thoughts happening. it’s pretty much just “wow he/she looks so good right now” all the dam time. and yes, i also know that annabeth mentioned they faced danger on the trip, but that only seems to make percy and annabeth MORE down bad for each other. like remember in tartarus, aka LITERAL HELL, when they were suffering the worse pain and trauma imaginable, and percy’s only thoughts were how annabeth looked like a “hot barbarian princess?” they are literally the worst. i love them for it, but oh my goddess

grover underwood, you are braver than me

[introverting-rn]

was gonna start post with something along the lines of “why aren’t we addressing” but thats literal bullshit because we are all addressing it and So Am I

WHY IS THE CHARACTERISATION OF THE TRIO LITERALLY SO PERFECT YOU GUYS

like

it was perfect in the first two episodes too but this one just has me feeling so much i have to talk about it

“i am impertinent” and beginning to sing the consensus song - immediately a perfect persassy, and the returning annabeths cap is so cute i adore it, but also the conversation with medusa about his mother was incredibly done! i was leaning forwards to drink in every detail of the scene and i’m probably gonna go rewatch it now because WOW. the suspense was such a tangible, beautiful thing, and the sense of greed that seemed to sparkle in medusas eyes when we had still never seen her without the hat is seriously blowing my mind. her framing and tilts of the head and the antique feeling of her kitchen all hone in towards the scene and it’s messages and i found myself genuinely confronted as i tried to figure out which medusa story the show was going with. leaving that somewhat vague as the audience has to choose if we trust her as a narrator is so powerful in dragging you into the story. it means that what you believe reflects on you; there is no way to detach yourself from this world and the choices you are making within it, even as a mere spectator

and as she made the offer to percy and there was a long stretch of those camera angles, tilted ever so sweetly in such a menacing atmosphere, i was desperately trying to picture what percy’s reaction would be. i had expected him to have interrupted her already, to immediately cut through with a sharp “no” and cause her head to jolt up. i thought she would keep her chin high, turning sharply to face him in contrast to her flowing elegance, and that her head would be tilted back so that she could stare directly at him beneath the hat, tongue flicking over her teeth as she dropped her facade. i thought percy would instinctively go to match her eye contact with determination and be tackled by annabeth, who crept up to eavesdrop due to her suspicion, or that percy would look away by staring up at the sky, feeling isolated as medusa swept steadily towards him, and that we would see his eyes swim with tears and his legs refuse to move and his breathing increase as medusa ran a fingernail along his neck, and then annabeth would intervene

when percy didn’t shout to interrupt, i expected to cut back and see his face, wrought with raw emotion. i thought that he would let that moment of connection stretch, having felt so lonely before meeting this person who spoke exactly to his heart. i waited to see the grief and wrestling that it took him to refuse to help his mother, to accept the similar motherly figure before him as an enemy. i wondered if maybe we wouldn’t see his reaction now, and his silence would later be used against him as he himself is accused of betraying their quest

but the silence drew out for longer and longer, and when medusa turned her head to see the doorway completely empty, i realised that was the only thing that he would have done. i realised that he would think of the immediate danger to his friends first and go to warn them, and i realised that there was more to come and i loved every second of it

i loved seeing grover try to maintain peace on the quest. his look of disappointment at percy for sniping about thalia’s “fate of a pine cone”, and his refusal to comment about the validity of the voting system under totalitarian leadership (looking at you putin). the clapping for the consensus song had me so confused in the moment and then had me smiling uncontrollably with an extreme fondness because his awkwardness and his sincerity were so clearly shown. the finally shouting at percy and annabeth to get a grip, not having wanted to upset either of them but realising that letting this continue was only making it worse - man, this character is so wonderful. add to that the emotional weight of staring up at uncle ferdinand, feeling the presence of his failed quest heavy in the room as their current one began to fall apart. how he tried to conceal his tears, to be the Protector, not seeming to consider that his friends wanted to look after him too, perhaps because they themselves had forgotten to do so. he is so sweet and genuine and there’s such a depth and intricacy to his character in the show that i don’t remember from the books, although that may just be because i was younger when i first read them, or because seeing these people on screen is so much closer and more confronting in some ways

and annabeth. i fucking love annabeth. i love that she’s a bit of a dick in some ways, but that you’re never expected to hold it against her - it’s never presented as cruelty, just as pragmatism, because that’s what it is. as the same time, she can hold grudges, and they don’t shy from that. as i mentioned earlier, it’s constantly called into question which medusa narrative is the ‘correct’ one, and the way medusa describes to both annabeth and percy how they are direct parallels to the original story makes her feel so manipulative, and you feel annabeths faith in her previous notion of the story wavering as yours does, deeply connecting her with the audience. the way she explains her plan on the bus shows that she doesn’t expect herself to be so intelligent that nobody else understands - a common struggle in hubris - and her complete unwillingness to allow this plan to be questioned shows the leading nature she’s forced herself into. yes, annabeth is an incredible natural leader and strategist, but her refusal to show weakness is a sign of the struggles in her life. she confronts alectus on her own - self-centred or selfless? and in that final interaction with percy, the way she gives way just enough for both of them to discuss the offers they were given and understand each other. it was such a good moment to see that, even after percy’s unintentional acidity to her in saying they’ll never be friends, the two are laying down the basis for a firm trust and absolute belief in each other. she is such a well-rounded character so far and i am obsessed

not even to mention characters outside of this! luke’s slight hints of emotion as he alludes to his past, the hand the world has dealt him and how he has come to terms with it, are such perfect foreshadowing for those of us familiar with his character (which. by the way. i haven’t been on tumblr a lot recently so are we going for no spoilers or what lol). mr d claiming to be percy’s dad was a strong introduction of character in a way that makes me question why that didn’t happen in the book, and it lead into seamless exposition of the whole reason for demigods and quests. sally jackson is sally jackson and i fucking love her.

basically i am really enjoying the pj show, and loving every element - the biggest kudos to everyone working on it an aLSO ARE PERCY AND NICO GONNA NERD OUT TOGETHER ABOUT MYTHOMAGIC BYE 😭😭

[festus-eats-tabasco]

y’all I finished chalice of the gods and lemme just say. that was exactly what my soul needed

[questioning-pisces]

HOLY SHIT WE ARE GETTING A NEW PERCY JACKSON POV BOOK THIS MONTH. PERCY. JACKSON. POV. IN THE YEAR 2023. WHAT IS THIS MADNESS

[slu7formen]

Hellooo helloo, I love all your Luke stories so muchh!!

Could I have a request for Luke x Poseidon’s daughter reader something about her joining him even betraying her brother Percy because love prevails all so like their love is the most powerful thing of all.. hope that makes sense in a way hahaha okay thank youuu 😙💗💕✨

thank you so much for reading my stories, I’m so glad you like them ☺️

luke castellan x fem!reader

warnings: betrayal, reader’s kinda blinded by love but also kinda cute, little fluff at the end

reminder: english’s not my first language so I apologize for any spelling mistakes

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Thirteen wasn't exactly the age you pictured discovering you were a demigod. Apparently, you had blissfully –or maybe obliviously— muddled through your first thirteen years completely oblivious to the mythological world that simmered just beneath your feet.

Your life had been a quiet one. Growing up in a sleepy seaside town, the rhythmic crash of waves against the shore was the soundtrack to your existence. You felt a weird connection to the water, an inexplicable pull towards the ocean whenever you stood on the beach. But you attributed that to nothing more than a love for swimming and a healthy dose of wanderlust, you thought.

Then came the satyr. Grover Underwood, a nervous wreck of a creature with a perpetually startled expression. You don´t remember much about your life back then, just the way he stammered through an explanation about Greek myths being real, your parentage being linked to a god, and the pressing need for you to get to a safe haven called Camp Half-Blood.

And now here you were. Years went by, living at Camp Half-Blood, and being the only child of Poseidon.

Camp was always bustled with activity. Laughter echoed across the training fields, campers sparred with celestial bronze swords. Yet, amidst the chaos, a subtle sense of loneliness lingered around you. You weren't friendless, not by any stretch of the imagination. You had a close circle of friends, but there was a specific kind of lonely feeling that came with being the only child of Poseidon at camp, a forbidden child.

The other cabins, they all teemed with siblings. —mostly—. Shared history, inside jokes, and the comfort of knowing someone else understood exactly what it meant to have the same god for a parent – these were things you craved. There was a gap, a yearning for a familial connection that none of your friends could fully fill.

Then came Percy.

His arrival at camp was nothing short of spectacular. A blue-eyed twelve-year-old with a knack for attracting trouble. During a particularly intense Capture the Flag game, Annabeth, a sharp-tongued daughter of Athena with a strategic mind, shoved Percy into the lake. The air crackled with gasps and surprises as a shimmering green trident materialized above Percy´s head, claiming him for Poseidon.

The revelation sent a jolt through you. You, the solitary child of the sea god, suddenly had a sibling. Percy looked up at you with wide, startled eyes, a mixture of awe and apprehension playing on his face. It was like looking into a mirror reflecting a younger version of yourself, the same confusion etched on his features.

Percy looked up to you with a hero-worship that both amused and touched you. He saw in you a reflection of his own mother, Sally Jackson, with her kindness and unwavering belief in the good in others. You became his confidante, his guide through the intricate social landscape of Camp Half-Blood.

But you weren't the only one who welcomed Percy. Luke, your closest friend at camp, was equally happy for your newfound family, —or so he faked it very well. Percy quickly found himself asking you both all the questions he had and spending all his training session´s with Luke.

You and Luke were a natural fit. Both of you skilled warriors, blessed with the agility of Hermes and the raw power of the sea. You sparred together often, your movements a dance of attack and parry, a language only the two of you seemed to understand. Your laughter echoed through the camp, and more than once, you caught Percy or other campers shooting you hesitant glances, not really knowing what your relationship was about, a thin line between friends love and-, other type of love, drawn in between.

And yes, Luke loved you, and you loved him. So much, that´d you´d be able to do anything for each other. Little did Percy know.

The metallic clang of your celestial bronze sword echoed through the silent woods, a jarring counterpoint to the chirping of nocturnal crickets. Percy, his breath ragged and sweat stinging his eyes, pushed back against Luke's relentless assault. Betrayal gnawed at his gut, a viper coiling tighter with every parry and thrust.

Luke, his once friendly face twisted with a manic fervor, pressed the attack. Every word that left his lips was a fresh wound: about the Olympians' manipulation, about the power promised by Kronos, about how this wasn't meant to betray him, or anyone.

Suddenly, the clang of steel meeting steel ceased. Percy stumbled back, his heart hammering in his chest, as Luke lowered his sword. A flicker of hope, fragile and fleeting, ignited within him.

"Percy," Luke said, his voice quieter now, a hint of desperation creeping in. "This is not what you want, trust me. Last chance."

Percy stared at him, the hope dying as quickly as it had flickered. How could Luke even suggest such a thing, joining him? Didn't he understand the consequences?

Before he could retort, a new figure emerged from the shadows of the trees behind Luke. His breath caught in his throat, eyes twitching as he tried his best to focus on the figure coming from the forest. You.

A flicker of relief washed over Percy as he saw you emerge from the shadows. "yn” he called out, hope blossoming in his chest.

You stepped into the scene, moonlight casting an ethereal glow on your features. But something was off. You weren't rushing to his side, face etched with concern as it usually was. Instead, you stood there, a strange stillness cloaking you.

"Percy" you finally said, your voice cool and controlled, lacking it´s usual warmth.

Confusion warred with the relief. "yn" he repeated, his voice unsteady. "Clarisse didn't – it was him" he stammered, pointing at Luke with his sword. "He stole the bolt. He's joining Kronos"

Percy expected outrage, surprise, anything. Instead, your expression remained unreadable. A shadow flickered across your face, but it was gone as quickly as it came.

"I know what he did" you replied simply. The calmness in your voice sent a shiver down his spine. The casualness of your reply was scary. It was like you were talking about the weather, not a world-shattering betrayal.

There was something wrong. Terribly wrong.

"Then help me" he pleaded, a desperate edge creeping into his voice.

You met his gaze for a long, agonizing moment. Percy saw a flicker of something weird in your eyes, something that made your pupils blown. But then, it was gone, replaced by a fire that mirrored Luke's.

A slow realization dawned on him, cold and heavy in his gut. You weren't surprised. You weren't angry. You knew.

Percy's heart hammered against his ribs. He saw the familiar hilt of your celestial bronze sword hanging loosely at your belt, the moonlight glinting off the polished metal.

"Percy, I can't do that" you said, your voice barely a whisper.

Percy understood then. You weren't caught in the middle. You weren´t with him, you were with Luke, all the way. The truth slammed into him, a betrayal far worse than anything he could have imagined. You were a traitor.

Percy felt like you'd ripped open a fresh wound in his chest and poured lemon juice in it. This sister, this family he'd thought he'd found at camp, meant nothing to you in the face of this rebellion? The anger coursing through him was laced with a bitter disappointment that gnawed at his insides. He'd trusted Luke blindly, sure, but you were different. He'd looked up to you, confided in you. The betrayal cut deep.

"You're with him?" he choked out, the question laced with disbelief and a raw, wounded vulnerability. He couldn´t wrap his mind around it.

"I'm not with him, Percy" you countered, taking a hesitant step forward. He flinched back, the movement a physical manifestation of the emotional chasm that had suddenly opened between you. The pain that flickered across your face was a punch to his gut, but he couldn't ignore the conviction in your voice. "We're together" you continued. "We created this."

Percy couldn't believe what he was hearing. You were so convinced, so blinded by whatever twisted loyalty you felt for Luke, that you couldn't see the bigger picture. "How could you?" he roared, his voice raw with emotion. "How could you do this, to everyone who trusts you? To the people who love you?"

You scoffed, a harsh, humorless sound. "Come on, Percy, you want to talk about betrayal? Let's talk about our father." The words hung heavy in the air, a challenge laden with bitterness. A sudden breeze swept through the woods, rustling the leaves and carrying the salty scent of the ocean as if a wave had crashed nearby. It seemed like even the sea itself reacted to your words.

"Let's talk about the gods" you pressed, your voice laced with a bitter venom. "They get bored at the Olympus, so they play their pretty games, making mortals fall for them and then discarding them like broken toys. Mortals like your mom, like mine. And they leave us, their children, to pick up the pieces."

Percy groaned in frustration. "They're not perfect" he admitted, "they're trying their best for us"

"Don't bullshit me" you say. The calmer your voice was, the more fear Percy felt. "I don’t wanna fight, Percy, but they couldn´t care less”

Luke´s face partially obscured by the shadows, but the jagged scar across his cheek was visible under the moonlight. It was a constant reminder of the failed quest Hermes had sent him on, a cruel mark of a father's neglect.

Percy's gaze flicked between you and Luke, a sudden understanding dawning on him. Your words, your anger, your sadness. It wasn't just about Kronos or overthrowing the Olympians. It was about a deeper wound, a festering resentment born from years of feeling abandoned by your father, his father too. He understood, but he didn´t think it was right.

"But you can't be serious" he finally choked out. "This isn't the answer. There has to be another way."

A flicker of sadness crossed your features, a stark contrast to the steely resolve you'd presented earlier. It was a fleeting glimpse, a crack in the facade you'd constructed, and it tugged at Percy's heartstrings. No, it wasn't jealousy or envy. It was a deeper, more profound sense of loss. You weren't angry at him for having a father who cared just a little bit, for having a family he cherished. You were simply… sad. Sad that you never had that, that your only family was Luke, and that his arrival, however welcome it initially felt, couldn't erase the years of loneliness you'd endured.

Percy´s eyes darted behind you, to Luke.

"Why are you dragging her into this?" Percy demanded, his voice tight with a mixture of anger and protectiveness. He knew you weren't the mastermind, Luke was the one who had poisoned your trust, manipulated your resentment.

"It's not that hard to understand, Percy" you answered before Luke could speak. Your voice held a quiet defiance, a loyalty that both warmed and stung him. "We're together" you repeated, the words laced with a quiet strength that resonated deep within him.

Then it hit him, another wave of realization crashing over him like a rogue wave. It wasn't just loyalty or a shared cause that bound you to Luke. There was something more, something deeper that flickered in your eyes whenever you looked at him.

"You love him" Percy whispered, the words hanging heavy in the air. And it wasn´t a question either, he knew.

A faint blush crept up your cheeks, but you didn't deny it. "We understand each other, Percy. We know what it's like to be unseen, unheard. Isn't that what love is? Empathy, understanding?"

A tear escaped your eye, glistening in the moonlight. Percy could see the pain, the longing in your eyes, how you clinged to the only thing that hugged you back; Luke.

“You’re blind” Percy whispered, hand instinctively groping to the handle of his sword.

"No, Percy" you countered, your voice soft but firm. "I'm awake. I see things for what they are. You know what it feels like, right? To have one person who understands you, who truly sees you" you continued. Your voice softened even further, a hint of vulnerability entering the equation. "Sally, isn't it?"

He flinched at the mention of his mother's name.

"That's love, P." you said, using the nickname you'd once shared. The sound of it sent a fresh wave of tears threatening to spill from his eyes, mirroring the glistening in your own. "And to me, to us" you continued, your voice barely above a whisper, "that's the most powerful thing."

Percy saw the love for Luke burning bright in your eyes, a love that had blinded you to the potential destruction you were embracing. He saw the pain of neglect, the longing for acceptance that fueled your rebellion. But most of all, he saw a glimmer of hope, a flicker of doubt that your tear-filled eyes betrayed.

The weight of your words settled on Percy like a lead blanket. He understood the path you were on, but he couldn't just let you walk away, couldn't let you be consumed by this darkness. The thought of ever having to fight you, to raise his sword against his own sister, filled him with a dread that eclipsed even the fear of facing Kronos himself.

With a desperate surge of defiance, Percy lunged at you, Riptide flashing in the moonlight. You reacted with lightning reflexes, a blur of blue as you deflected his attack with your own celestial bronze sword. The clang of metal echoed through the silent woods, a discordant note in the tense atmosphere.

The fight was short, brutal, and utterly one-sided. You were older, more experienced, and fueled by a burning conviction that mirrored Percy's own determination. A quick twist of your wrist, a disarming maneuver honed through years of training, and Riptide clattered to the ground several feet away.

Percy landed hard on the leaf-strewn ground, the impact knocking the wind out of him. He lay there, disarmed, defeated, and utterly heartbroken. Betrayal gnawed at him, a bitter cocktail of anger and sorrow.

A single tear escaped your eye, tracing a glistening path down your cheek. You knelt down beside him, your touch surprisingly gentle on his shoulder. "Percy," you said, your voice thick with emotion, "you're my brother. I don´t wanna leave you”

Percy looked up at you, his eyes red-rimmed and filled with a storm of conflicting emotions. "Then why?" he choked out, his voice hoarse. "Why are you doing this?"

"Come with me” you continued, your voice softening further. “Come with us, Percy”

A long silence stretched between them, punctuated only by the chirping of crickets and the rustling of leaves in the night breeze.

"I can't, yn" he said, his voice firm despite the tremor that ran through him. "I won't be a part of this, it´s not fair."

A flicker of pain crossed your features. You rose to your feet then, your expression unreadable again.

A curt nod was your only response before you swiped a hand across your cheek, wiping away the traitorous tear. Bending down, you retrieved your celestial bronze sword, the moonlight glinting coldly off its surface.

"Then I guess I won't see you for a while, little one" you said, your voice thick with a maelstrom of emotions. Percy almost flinched at the nickname, a stark reminder of the bond you once shared. The weight of his decision pressed down on him, a suffocating feeling that left him breathless.

Suddenly, a hand clamped softly onto your arm. You whipped around, eyes focusing on Luke, his face grim.

"We have to go" he said urgently, his voice laced with a barely concealed panic.

You glanced back at Percy, his expression a mixture of heartbreak and steely resolve. A million unspoken words hung heavy in the air, a silent plea for you to reconsider, to choose family over rebellion.

But your path was laid. With a final, longing look at Percy, you took a few steps towards a cluster of crumbling ruins that stood there sentinel. Luke reached for your hand, his grip tight with a mix of reassurance and desperation.

Percy watched, a cold dread settling in his gut, as Luke traced a final line, completing the arcane symbol etched onto the column. The air shimmered, a blueish light pooling in the center of the ruins. It widened, forming a shimmering curtain that pulsed with an otherworldly energy.

Luke leaned in, whispering something in your ear. You nodded, a faint smile gracing your lips for a fleeting moment. Then Luke, his face a mask of grim determination, looked back at Percy for a final time. And with a final squeeze of his hand, you both stepped into the shimmering portal. The blue light intensified for a moment, blinding Percy momentarily.

And then just like that, you were gone.

The portal spat you out in a blackness so thick it felt like a physical presence. The air was heavy with the smell of salt and wet sand. You stumbled forward, disoriented, hand instinctively tightening on Luke's. His grip was firm, anchoring you in the swirling darkness.

"Whoa, careful" he murmured, his voice a welcome sound in the suffocating silence.

He took a tentative step forward, then another, testing the ground. You followed suit, your steps hesitant and laced with a growing unease.

"Come on" he said, his voice tinged with urgency, "we gotta get to-"

He cut himself off abruptly as he realized you weren't moving. You stood rooted to the spot, your eyes fixed on something beyond him, your grip on his hand tightening almost painfully.

Luke turned you gently, his brow furrowed in concern as he gazed into your tear-filled eyes. The moonlight, pale and ghostly, illuminated the glistening tracks on your cheeks.

"Baby, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice soft but laced with worry. He cupped your face in his calloused hands, his touch a familiar comfort in the unsettling darkness.

You choked back a sob, the tears overflowing again. "Am I doing the right thing, Luke?" you whispered, your voice barely audible above the crashing waves. "I lost my family, again. Percy. He doesn’t-…”

The raw pain in your voice tore at his heart. He knew this path, this rebellion, would come at a cost, but seeing the emotional toll it was taking on you was a gut punch.

"Hey, hey, look at me" he coaxed, gently lifting your chin so your eyes met his. His gaze was steady, filled with a fierce loyalty that had always been a source of strength for you.

"We were on this path way before Percy arrived, remember?" he asked, his voice firm yet soothing.

You nodded slowly, a single tear tracing a path down your cheek.

"I need you to be strong for me, angel” he continued, his thumb brushing away the tear. "You´re what keeps me going."

He placed a tender kiss on your forehead. "I'll give you everything" he murmured, his voice a low promise. "I promise I'll give you the life you deserve"

Then, he trailed a line of kisses down your cheek, his lips lingering on yours in a final, lingering and sweet kiss.

It was meant to be a reassurance, but it sent a wave of conflicting emotions crashing through you. There was comfort in his touch, a flicker of the love you shared, but it was overshadowed by a gnawing doubt.

When you finally pulled back, a shaky breath escaping your lips, Luke took your hand, his touch gentle yet firm. He looked out at the vast expanse of ocean, then scanned the horizon.

You followed his gaze, squinting through the darkness. A faint flicker of white lights danced in the distance, a beacon in the vast blackness.

"Come on" he said, his voice tinged with newfound purpose. "We gotta get to the cruise."

[bestdemigodarcherever]

Sup World, I Am Here To Grace Your Lives With My Amazing Presence‼️‼️

Hey, It's Kayla Knowles, your favourite child of Apollo and the best demigod archer EVER!!!!

I am 15 and Canadian🇨🇦🇨🇦

A Greek Daughter of Apollo that isn't a year-rounder because my super amazing dad, Darren Knowles, is still alive and teaches archery!!

People will tell you I'm not Apollo's favourite. They're wrong😜😜

I'm bisexual and female-leaning 🩷💜💙

I'm also super cool and single, plus open to relationships!!

Now for cool people I know!!

@totally-percy-jackson Percy! Cool dude, saved the world twice, blue food enthusiast🌊🌊

@wise-girltm Annabeth! Extremely smart, aspiring architect, also helped save the world twice, dating Percy🧠🧠

@goat-boy-underwood Grover! Best satyr, loves eating cans, did what no other satyr could do and found Pan, god of the wild🌱🌱

@gemstonequeen Hazel! Kind, pretty, apparently died and came back to life, dating Frank💎💎

@fire-boy-official Leo McShizzle Valdez, Bad Boy Supreme! (there I said it Leo happy?) Flirt, coolest Hephaestus kid I know to be honest, fun, annoying🔥🔥

@thalias-amazing-brother Jason! Cool dude, helped my Dad become a better person, stickler for the rules, Superman🍃🍃

@iguanaurwayoutofhandcuffs Frank! Can transform into animals, Canadian (partially) so kinda like me(!), dating Hazel🐻🐻

@miss-beauty-queen / @tis-i-piper-mclean Piper! Made two blogs to mess with people, pretty, cool💞💞

@king-of-the-ghosts Nico! Honorary Apollo camper, Will's boyfriend, would choose to date Darth Vader(worst choice ever dude)💀💀

@sunshine-and-socialanxiety Will! Nico simp, my big brother, dork, head counselor, probably needs a pay raise🔆🔆

@not-so-dead-sister Bianca! Beautiful, super cool, Nico's big sister, honestly amazing🩻🩻

@jasons-amazing-sister Thalia! Was a pine tree(formerly), another super cool kid, girlboss🏹🏹

@reyna-dontcallmerara Reyna! Very cool, one of my favourite Romans, strict👑👑

@silenasblogies Silena! Pretty, kind, very fun💄💄

@official-drakon-slayer Clarisse! Honestly not exactly very friendly, pretty cool, fierce🗡️🗡️

@i-can-see-stars-again Zoë! Old-timey, cool, pretty⭐⭐

@best-country-singer Ms Naomi Solace! Will's mom, mother of the year, VERY cool🎤🎤

@arisdaughter Serene! My favourite sister, also cool, great archer🎯🎯

@kit-kat-flowers Katie! Also needs a pay raise, my favourite Demeter kid, the BEST🌱🌱

Gods!!

@ex-god-apollo My dad, god of the sun, Apollo! Though, he's currently stuck as Lester, a teenage mortal with acne☀️☀️

@yes-im-aphrodite Aphrodite! Extremely beautiful, goddess of love, mostly cool💖💖

@by-the-decree-of-my-bolt Zeus! Needs to keep it in his pants, worst parent ever, god of lighting⚡⚡

@my-sisters-and-the-moon Aunt Artemis! My favourite goddess, coolest aunt ever, goddess of the moon🌙🌙

@yes-im-hades Hades! Pretty good dad, my favourite Big 3 god, god of the dead, kinda deserves better☠️☠️

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I am a girl of many talents! I'm an aspiring Olympic archer, a great musician and skilled at physical contests and games!

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I made a hypothetical roster for a Percy Jackson Fighting game

Info Dumping about specific ideas under the cut (beware of spoilers):

Also, the order of the characters is spoilery, sorry.

General Concepts:

Takes story place at a tournament at Camp Jupiter’s coliseum

The Super meter leads to a character calling upon the blessing of a god (or other powerful figure). Usually their parents, with a few exceptions. I think there’d be an in-universe rule that that fighter would need to prove their skill before they’d get their godly blessing.

The character designs would be based off of the illustrations for the books. I could see the characters getting costumes based on their show counterparts. But I don’t think Rick Riordan would want costumes based on the movie versions

Base Roster:

Percy Jackson: the accessible protagonist. Standard sword attacks. Some water based ability. Supper is the blessing of Poseidon, which stars with a tidal wave to knock enemies off balance, and then gives his moves more water based properties and boosted damage.

Annabeth Chase: maybe her invisibility cap could be a counter. Even though she lost her dagger, I think I’ll still give her one, making her a fighter who needs to strategically sneak around to find opponent’s openings. I think she could also use her Drakon bone sword. Maybe a bit of a stance fighter, to add to the strategy? Super is the blessing of Athena, which slows down the enemy, making it easier to plan against them

Grover Underwood: He uses nature magic, so he’d be more of a zoner. Maybe some kicking attacks too, considering the goat legs His super is the blessing of Pan, which leads his opponents Panics, thus debuffed and hard to control for a bit.

Tyson: A grappler, I could see him also having some club attacks. I’m already doubling up on Blessings unfortunately. I think his Poseidon blessing could put more focus on the Earthshaker aspect, while Percy’s would be more water based. As for why Poseidon would pick favorites if her and Percy fought…eh, gameplay and story segregation 

Clarisse La Rue: A rushdown character. Different attacks use different weapons, with her electric spearbeing her default. . Her blessing would be Ares, giving her a huge attack and speed buffs

Thalia Grace: A zoner, using her arrows and  her lighting spear to attack from a long range. Her Shield can reduce damage to those who do manage to get in close. I was debating whether to give her the blessing of Zeus or Artemis…but then I discovered she’d be the only child of Zeus on the base roster. It’d give longer range on lighting attacks

Nico di Angelo: A puppet fighter who uses zombies and skeletons to attack. He can also get behind opponents with shadow travel.  He gets the blessing of Hades, leading to more puppets on screen at once

Rachel Elizabeth Dare: My self indulgent weird pick. I could see her using everyday objects to fight (like the hairbrush she hit Kronos with once). She’d deal low damage and have lower HP, but because of her powers and divine protection as the Oracle, and her divine protection she’d be decently evasive. Her blessing would be the Oracle of Delphi, which would make her future sight so advanced she can’t be hit when it activates. So she’d be the weakest character until she gets the blessing, and then becomes OP while it’s active.

My memories of Heroes of Olympus is a bit fuzzier, so I’ll do my best here

Piper McLean: A short ranged character who fights with a dagger. She can also debuff and stun opponents with Charmspeak. The Blessing of Aphrodite makes these effects even more devastating.

Leo Valdez: He attacks with both metaphorical and literal firepower. Always summoning some new tool or contraption, and always setting up some new trap on the stage. With the Blessing of Hephaestus, He fights with red hot weaponry His tools deal even more damage, and gain a fire effect. I could also see it summoning a mini replica of Festus

Frank Zhang: A stance fighter. By default he uses bows and arrows, but he can shift to being a shapeshifter. He can start a combo as one and end as the other. With the Blessing of Mars, he also becomes stronger and faster. Unlike Poseidon, I think it makes more sense for Ares to play favorites

Hazel Levesque: Would it be practical to have her ride a horse? She’d also have a lot of earth based abilities, and I could see her using gems and projectiles. I could see her also using shadow travel With the Blessing of Pluto, gems sprout to the ground doing damage to her opponent. 

Reyna Ramírez-Arellano: She has a spear that can shift into a sword, as well as a dagger, so I can see another stance fighter. With the Aegis Cloak, she can be very tanky. The belling of Bellona will boost her attack and speed, but lower some of that tough defense. (Maybe she lets go of the cloak to focus more on offense)

I never read Trials of Apollo, so I’m relying on the wiki for ideas

Will Solace: Another archer. He also can use light based attacks. He’s more of a healer, so now I’m wondering if the game should be team based. But I’m not sure there’s enough characters to support that

Apollo/Lester Papadopoulos: The Sun god himself. I think he’d turn himself mortal gain to give the others a fighting chance, but would access his god powers for his super meter. He’d have light abilities, archery, and some sword attacks at closer range. The gift of prophecy could give him some good counters

Meg McCaffrey: Probably a zoner with plant based abilities. They’d intensify with the Blessing of Demeter. 

Lavinia Asimov:   Slow, heavy attacks with her Manubalista. But she’d mainly rely on her dancing abilities to fight. With the Blessing of Terpsichore, she can move faster and combo easier

Lityerses: A hard hitting rushdown character. He’s never shown plant abilities, so I think the blessing of Demeter would just heal him a bit

Bosses: (I’ll make them unlockable. I don’t like characters in the game you have to buy)

Main Boss: Ares (For now anyway). Obviously the god of war would want to get involved in a tournament. I admit it’s a bit questionable, seeing how Percy beat him when he was 12, but it’d probably be a lot harder to actually beat him over just getting 1st blood. He would be a big damage, unga bunga character, and when he activates his super meter, he’d take off his glasses revealed his eyes of fire, and get even tougher

There’s the question why Ares would boost Clarisse and Frank when he’s trying to win. Uh, gameplay and story segregation. Or maybe he wants to fight them at their best to prove his strength.

Secret Dream Match:  (Do well enough, and you get a non-canon super though bonus boss fight against)

Luke Castellan: A strong, ruthless swordsman. He’d hit fast, hit hard, and have a very useful counter. Instead of his parent, his blessing will be from Kronos, which swaps Backbiter with Kronos’s scythe, and boosts his power. In the final round against him, he’ll permanently be in blessing mode, completely possessed by Kronos, just like in the Last Olympian. I just think it’s fitting for the final boss to be the same as the original series.

DLC Season 1 (Dead characters) (SPOILERS)

Jason Grace: I learned he died because of unfortunate wiki walking. He’d be a stance fighter with Juno’s Gladius switching from sword to spear. He’d have eclectic and wind abilities as well to provide range. The Blessing of Jupiter would be a straightforward attack buff, but I could see a thunderstorm being summoned as well.

Charles Beckendorf: A similar playstyle as Leo, but slower and heavier, and without fire. The blessing of Hephaestus would extend the size and range of his attacks and traps

Silena Beauregard:  A similar move set to Piper, but with a more medium range since she uses a sword

Zoe Nightshade: An zoner with hero bow. Would get the blessing of Artemis, improving her range and giving her attacks a homing element. 

Bianca Di Angelo: Another zoner, with the ability to summon the occasional zombie. She’d gain an every powerful puppet with the Blessing of Hades. This is an interesting case, since she never knew her father.

Daedalus/Quintus: Another Swordmaster. Maybe some technology. And Mrs. O’ Leary as an assist DLC season 2 (Crossover characters)

Carter Kane: He’d fight with a Khopesh, which would temporarily disarm the appointment if you strike at the right time. He can also turn into a falcon, and temporary turn his opponents into creatures. He’d have some long ranged spells as well. His blessing would tap into his power as the avatar of Horas, boosting his physical abilities

Sadie Kane: A long ranged magic user. She’d fight with a staff and wand. Her blessing would tap into the power as the Avatar of Isis to boost her speed and range.

Magnus Chase: A puppet fighter, with Jack as the puppet. He could provide buffs and healing to himself. Another argument for having a team mechanic, since he excelled at healing and boosting others. The Blessing of Frey would provide healing and an omniboost

Alex Fierro: A rushdown shapeshifter. She could turn into various animals, and even into other fighters. She’d also have a Garrote Wire for some neutral tracks. The “blessing” of Loki would cause her to randomly transform her into another character for a brief amount of time, as well as mess up the controls of her opponent.I’d cause chaos for both size, which I think is fitting for Loki

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Grover from Percy jackson

A satyr from camp half-blood and best friends with the son of Poseidon, Grover is practically dragged along on these quests by him, if not the direct reason for them. That being said, he is on a quest of his own: the search for the lost God of the wild, Pan. And find him he does, getting a precious blessing from him in the process. Not many can say they've communed with nature quite like Grover, so I believe he would earn this ring.

Grover Underwood from the Percy Jackson series is a White Lantern.

[tiredpjofan]

Thank you guys for 1000 plays! This one was a lot trickier than my last, a lot more hidden clues you had to remember haha so well done to anyone who attempted it!!

The walkthrough is under the cut but feel free to dm me or send an ask if something still isn't clear (or if I've messed something up!)

A1) Percy Jackson

Given

E3) Dionysus

A1) The Olympian camp director at Camp Half Blood is in E3

Dionysus is the Olympian camp director

B2) Annabeth Chase

E3) Percy’s girlfriend is diagonally adjacent to him

Annabeth is Percy’s girlfriend. B2 is the only box that is diagonally adjacent to Percy

E1) Poseidon

A1) The Big Three gods are in the remaining corners

B2) Percy shares a row with his godly parent

Percy’s godly parent is Poseidon, so Poseidon is in row 1. Poseidon is a member of the Big Three. There is only one available corner in row 1

E5) Zeus

A1) The Big Three gods are in the remaining corners

E3) Poseidon is the oldest being in his column

Only Hades or Zeus (the remaining members of the Big Three) can go in this box. Hades is older than Poseidon.

A5) Hades

A1) The Big Three gods are in the remaining corners

There is one remaining corner box and Hades is the only remaining member of the Big Three

E2) Tyson

A5) Percy’s favourite cyclops brother is directly below his father

Tyson is Percy’s favourite cyclops brother, and there is only one box directly below Poseidon (their father)

D2) Sally

A5) Sally Jackson is adjacent to the father of her son

B2) Annabeth shares a row with Percy’s mortal parent

Sally is Percy’s mortal parent so she must be in row 2. To be adjacent to Poseidon (the father of her son) she has to be in either D1 or D2. 

E4) Artemis

D2) There are 5 gods/goddesses in this puzzle 

E2) There is only one non-Olympian in this column

E5) The goddess of the hunt is in this puzzle

There are 4 gods/goddesses already in the puzzle and the goddess of the hunt is Artemis. Tyson is a non-Olympian so all the other characters in column E must be Olympians. There is one remaining Olympian (Artemis) and one remaining box in the E column

C2) Zoë Nightshade

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

E4) Artemis shares a diagonal with both lieutenants that she had in the series

Zoë is Artemis’ lieutenant in The Titan’s Curse, so she must share a diagonal with her (B1, C2, or D3). She is also a daughter of Atlas. B1 and D3 would make her adjacent to a male character

B4) Nico di Angelo

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

E2) Hades’ son shares a diagonal with Hades

Nico is Hades’ son, so he must be in either B4 or C3. C3 would make him adjacent to Zoë despite being a male

B1) Clarisse La Rue

B4) The demigod who received Ares’ blessing is directly next to Percy

Clarisse received Ares’ blessing in The Last Olympian. There is only one box directly next to Percy.

C3) Bianca di Angelo

B1) There are only 3 demigods in the column

B4) Nico’s sister is in this puzzle

D2) There are no Romans in this puzzle

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

E1) Demigod siblings are adjacent

E5) She is 1 of 10 females in this puzzle

Nico’s non-Roman sister is Bianca. She must be adjacent to Nico, so has to go in either A3, A4, B3, B5, C3, C5, or C5. There are 5 females already in the puzzle which means that there are 5 remaining. There are also only 5 remaining empty boxes adjacent to Zoë Nightshade. This means that every female added from now on must be entered in a box adjacent to Zoë. So, Bianca must be in either B3 or C3. Clarisse, Annabeth and Nico are the 3 demigods in column B so there can be no more.

A2) Grover Underwood

C3) The satyr who found Pan is directly below his best friend

Grover found Pan in The Battle of the Labrynth and his best friend is Percy

A4) Paul Blofis

B1) Smelly Gabe is not in this puzzle

C3) Percy’s stepdad shares one diagonal with 3 females

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

Paul is Percy’s second stepdad in the series (the first being Smelly Gabe). At this point in the puzzle, there are two possible diagonals that he could be in: B1, C2, D3, E4 (B1, C2, and E4 are all females). However, D3 is adjacent to Zoë Nightshade so Paul cannot go there. The other possible diagonal is D1, C2, B3 and A4. While D1 and B3 have yet to be filled, they are adjacent to Zoë Nightshade so they must be female.

D4) Connor Stoll

A4) Connor is directly above his full brother

C2) Only 1 person in this column is alive at the end of The Last Olympian

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

There are only three remaining boxes in the puzzle that have an available box directly below it (for Connor’s full brother to go in): C4, D3, D4. Both Connor and his full brother are alive at the end of the series so they can’t go in column C. D3 is adjacent to Zoë Nightshade so Connor (a male) can’t go there.

D5) Travis Stoll

A4) Connor is directly above his full brother

D4) Connor's brother's name is Travis

Travis is Connor’s full brother

C4) Chiron

D4) Connor is next to the most frequently mentioned centaur in the series

Chiron is the most frequently mentioned centaur. There is only one available box directly next to Connor

D3) Thalia

E4) Artemis shares a diagonal with both lieutenants that she had in the series

Thalia is Artemis’ lieutenant from Zoë’s death. There is one available box in that diagonal

C5) Luke Castellan

D3) Kronos and his host are adjacent

E1) Demigod siblings are adjacent

Luke is Kronos’ host. He is half-siblings with the Stoll brothers and so must be adjacent to them. There is only one box available that is adjacent to them

B5) Kronos

D3) Kronos and his host are adjacent

Luke is Kronos’ host. There is only one available box that is adjacent to Luke Castellan

A3) Will Solace

A2) Nico’s boyfriend is in this puzzle

E1) The only daughter of Atlas in this puzzle is not adjacent to any male

Will is Nico’s boyfriend. There is only one available box that is not adjacent to Zoë Nightshade

D1) Nancy Bobofit

A3) Percy’s mortal redhead bully shares a row with Clarisse

C2) Only 1 person in this column is alive at the end of The Last Olympian

Nancy is Percy’s mortal bully in The Lightning Thief. She is alive at the end of The Last Olympian and so cannot be in column C. So, there is only one possible box in row 1 (Clarisse’s row) that she could be in

B3) Rachel Elizabeth Dare

B1) There are only 3 demigods in the column

C2) Only 1 person in this column is alive at the end of The Last Olympian

D5) The Oracle who gives the Prophecy of Seven is in this puzzle

Rachel gives the Prophecy of Seven in The Last Olympian. She is alive at the end of the series so can’t go in column C, leaving only one remaining box (she is a mortal and so can go in column B)

C1) Silena Beauregard

B3) Charles Beckendorf’s girlfriend is the final character in this puzzle

Silena is Charles Beckendorf’s girlfriend. There is one remaining box in the puzzle. Congratulations!

heyyy guys ,,,,

i made another one!! if you're interested in these kinds of things, check it out and lmk how it goes :)

unlike the last one, which included both PJO and HOO characters, this is just PJO characters. basic knowledge of the series (or an ability to use google lol) is needed to complete this!

More info:

Adjacent includes all of the surrounding boxes, including diagonals

The clues refer to character's first names

Includes those mentioned in PJO

Can be completed without guessing

[shyshitter]

recently learned walker scobell has blue eyes

[potatounicoorn]

Dear ladies, gentlemans and all others...

WE ARE GETTING A NEW PERCY JACKSON BOOK, I REPEAT A NEW PERCY JACKSON BOOK STARRING THE OG TRIO!!

[feelingtheaster99]

THERE’S A NEW PJO BOOK COMING OUT 😭😭😭

[mosscoveredr4t]

The part in Their Sign from the lightning thief musical where Percy says “so if my dads a god, I’d like to know which one. He’s got a lot to answer for” n then just fucking goes off w “well I want my birthday cards and fishing trips child support and homework tips don’t mean to whimper or whine,”

King

[luciawithoutj]

Awww they look cute

this is how i see grover and juniper by the way

[in-2004-fandoms-and-counting]

AU where Nico dies (don't hate me pls I'm sorry I love Nico and ship the hell out of Solangelo, this is just to allow for some dark AUs) transporting the Athena Parthenos in BoO.

(Sorry it's such a long post) Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano, revered praetor and peace-loving daughter of Bellona, loses the ability to share strength. Now, when she uses her power, she saps your energy, draws on your bravery, and poisons your mind with horrific images. Nico's death has allowed suppressed traits to resurface and overwhelm all her progress since San Juan all those years ago. She picks fights. She becomes a dictator in all but name, abolishing the Senate and making War Games a lot more "realistic": weekly funerals become commonplace, words are spoken under breaths, and terror resides in the heart of every New Roman. And so, Reyna Ramírez-Arellano turns her brilliant mind and poisonous power to Gaea's aid. Gleeson Hedge doesn't seem more than a broken satyr at first glance, his smiles never sincere, his voice never loud, his bat never raised. But when he slips off into the wilderness, he does not sit quietly among the trees and reflect. He whispers into the trees' leaves, his twisted words echoing the bitterness that now consumes his being. He has been tricked too many times: Pan, forcing thousands of satyrs to lose their lives in their quest to find him when he was alive all along; Clarisse, who never tried to connect with nature or understand his own ties to the natural world, who teaches his child the game of death while Mellie watches, fading away, unable to fight back; the gods, who, in their promise of protection, conveniently ignored the nature spirits. He is bitterest about Nico's death: about all he could have done, about what the kid should have done. The glint in his eyes scares even the worst monster that Tartarus could send. But it is Gaea he turns his allegiance to. It is Gaea who promises that he will always be good enough for her. And so, Gleeson Hedge turns nature back to its true mother: Gaea. Hazel Levesque is not someone you want as an enemy. Her golden eyes, gold like the masks of the judges of the dead, seem to see everything. Her powers grow stronger, but now she is able to control them. One glance, and she can cause an entire legion to scream and writhe in agony as she manipulates the iron in their blood, twists their shining armour, forces weapons to turn on their handlers. She stops wearing normal, mortal clothes, and now she wears flowing dresses of molten gold and bronze that no spear could pierce nor hand touch. She calls on the remnants of metal in the cave in Resurrection Bay to rise, and rise they do, twisting and weaving together at her command to form a cathedral-like vault with a solid Stygian iron throne. At the front of her temple lies a chasm from which her first creation arises, complete and healed, at last. Alcyoneus clambers out of the pit, back with his mother's life and Hazel's burning desire for destruction. And so, after seventy years, Hazel Levesque joins forces with Gaea of her own free will. Frank Zhang's arrows are no longer aimed at Tartarus's monsters, but at the people he once considered friends. The ruins of the Zhang family mansion become a shrine to Gaea, the ancient walls falling in blissful happiness into the Earth Mother's embrace. Frank returns often with fresh skulls, unfailingly whole - his arrow pierces cleanly through the eye every time. His piece of firewood safe in Gaea's belly, protected where no flame could reach, he is unstoppable. His shapeshifting causes unforseen problems with the allies' plans, it's very hard to plan how to fight a lion when he could turn into a swarm of bees at any moment. He is the ultimate spy, a literal fly on the wall, and for once, he feels needed. He feels worth something. He feels as though he is good enough, something the gods could never give. All the gods ever did for Frank, he realises bitterly, is take. His mother. His grandmother. His self-confidence. His chance for a stable, loving family. Nico. And so, Frank Zhang finds a different kind of family, one that will not let him down, in Gaea. Piper McLean never wanted to be a tragic love story; that was purely for her mother's entertainment. She

cuts her hair short. She kills Gaea's enemies on sight. Her charmspeak forces even her old family, Camp Half-Blood, to turn against each other, brother against brother, sister against sister, until bodies litter the strawberry fields and the Big House crumbles to smouldering ashes. The gods have her no love. Their boundaries mean nothing to her any more. Her love extends to her favourite mother, her boyfriend, the rest of the Seven, Grover, Reyna and Hedge. Beyond that, it is poison. Gaea takes her hands, looks into her eyes, and tells Piper that she is more than the spawn of an unfaithful, air-headed immortal, more than the damsel in distress. She tells Piper that she is who she decides to be. And Piper agrees. Gaea gives her the opportunity to be out of others' shadows. Piper McLean takes the chance and joins with Gaea, her charmspeak almost her most dangerous feature, second only to her unbridled wrath when Nico's death is mentioned.

Jason Grace owes fealty to only one eternal goddess now. He scours the Underworld with Hazel and Frank, relentless like the wolves he was brought up with. He knows no bounds, his destruction barely controllable by even Piper and her charmspeak. He has obliterated entire cities, counties, even an entire nation. He feels no regret, no remorse, no nagging guilt. He seeks out and electrocutes homophobes as his powers grow in complexity, along with his ability to control them. No matter how much they scream, the same two words shoot from Jason's scarred lips like the lightning bolts he commands: for Nico. As the darkness inside him grows, the son of Jupiter advances on Olympus, eyes and hands blazing, to destroy his father, as one of Gaea's allies, as one of Gaea's found children. Jason Grace vows by Nico's soul and Gaea's love to destroy the gods who shamelessly abandoned them.

Percy Jackson has been close to the darkness before. As just one examole, he's controlled poison to choke the goddess of misery at the edge of Chaos. But now, Annabeth's words at the time - some things aren't meant to be controlled - strike differently. Percy doesn't follow rules any more. That brooding, troublemaking face now alludes to his new form: gone is the class clown, here is something more akin to a devil. Like Hazel, he has made hundreds of people and monsters shriek in pain as he controls their blood, contorting their bodies into unnatural forms and snapping necks with a mere snap of his fingers. If Nico's death is mentioned around the pair of them - Hazel and Percy - both turn on the individual, eyes smouldering with the deceitfully cool ashes of the fire of grief, and slowly unleash their wrath. Percy cannot be controlled. He wants revenge. Part of him wishes he had never given his mother the head of Medusa to kill Smelly Gabe; it tore him to pieces when he made the fluid in her head seep out of her eyes. But she wouldn't stop begging him to leave Gaea. She had to go. She was no longer loving him as he knew he deserved. Now, Percy Jackson takes his support from the mother he should have accepted long ago: Gaea.

Annabeth Chase did not accept powers from her new mother, her better mother. She chose to use her mind as her weapon and Gaea respected that. Gaea gave her the resources she needed to wreak havoc on mortals and immortals alike. Now, instead of studying for a stupid internship in a misogynistic, capitalist society, Annabeth unleashes her fury, her grief, her mind on the world. The gods deserve to pay for what happened to Nico. The demigods need to feel her grief. The mortals started this stupid cycle of overwork and inadequate pay. Annabeth is ready to work with the mother that respects her, that loves her, that nurtures her as she deserves. And work she does. Plan after plan is developed, improved, redrafted, mocked up, redeveloped, and finally executed with clinical precision. Her mind becomes what her enemies most fear, even above her reputation: first child of Athena in millennia to reach Arachne, retriever of the Athena Parthenos, survivor of Tartarus. And she laughs, laughs in a maniacal way that makes you want to take a step back as she strides towards you, grey eyes alight with an unnatural glint as you realise that she knows everything about you and she knows how this will end. She will not let herself or her friends die. She refuses to let another situation like Nico's death happen again. So, Annabeth Chase takes Gaea's resources and turns them into a mass genocide, executed with her new mother's blessing.

Grover Underwood leads the nature spirits now. He commands dryads to extend their unstoppable tendrils through the paths that Gaea forms for them, deep in the earth, then sending them exploding through the surface and reclaiming all that was torn from them under the pretence of friendship. His empathy link with Percy allows him some degree of control, both over the son of Poseidon and over naiads. Grover is betrayed and bitterly disappointed in Pan, in the gods, in demigods, in mortals, in Nico. And so, he turns nature back home with Gleeson Hedge. The hauntingly beautiful whistling of his pipes lures demigods, mortals, even gods to their doom. Apollo is the first to fall, trapped by the music of the satyr whose horns now make him seem diabolical as he dances in the flames. Grover Underwood finds his roots in Gaea and his revenge in destruction.

Leo Valdez wants to burn the world to ashes. There's not a moment he's not on fire, his hair smouldering, his skin aglow. At his feet lies Hera, trussed up like a rodeo calf, bound by the power of the guardian Leo knows he deserved as a child. There is no Piper with her charmspeak to free the ex-queen; at least, Piper is by Leo's side as he blasts her with his searing flames. There's a smile on Leo's face that rivals even Annabeth's as he torches cities, razes acres and lights up the sky with plumes of smoke and columns of fire. His reasoning feels etched into his heart: the gods let Nico die. The gods let us down one time too many. And so he lets the flames go. Gaea stands behind him, her hand on his shoulder, proud and respectful. She knows that he secretly enjoyed starting the war with New Rome. He has fire powers; it's only natural, and that Octavian is enough to drive anyone mad. So, Leo Valdez finally makes his peace with Gaea.

Will Solace goes out like a light as the news of his beloved's death is announced. He lies, broken and silent, in Gaea's arms, tears streaming down his face. He stirs only for Nico's name, and his eyes turn slowly to whoever dared say it. He reaches out an arm, eyes turning black, leaching all the colour from the surroundings as his whisper echoes: there is no hope. Behind him stands Gaea, a tear of her own on her earthen cheek. She feels his pain, raw and fresh. But she takes some of it onto herself. Will Solace shares his grief with Gaea now.

And so they stand, eyes alight and expressions dark and triumphant, by the side of the goddess who did not want to let Nico die.

Gaea smiles.