#gwen hoo

[wanderingmind867]

Bacchus calls Jason John Green (i wonder how the real John Green felt about that. Complimented?). And we get references to a time Jason helped Bacchus with a missing leopard in Sonoma. If we ever do get a Camp Jupiter prequel series, I need to hear about Jason's adventure with Bacchus in Sonoma. The same way I need to hear about the time Jason met Aeolus while hunting a Sea Monster. We get references to all these things Jason did, but we never get any elaboration. I know that was a conscious choice to keep the story moving, but come on! We need to revisit all these things! We need a five book prequel series about Jason at Camp Jupiter, and there's so many reasons why!

We could humanize Octavian, maybe make him and Jason friends. We could show Reyna arriving at Camp Jupiter! We can see Jason helping Bacchus in Sonoma! We can see him hunting a Sea Monster and running into Aeolus. We can see more of Dakota and Gwen at Camp Jupiter! We can maybe meet Ceres, or Mercury, or Neptune or Minerva! So much we could see! I'll repeat again: we need a five book prequel series about Jason at Camp Jupiter! Jason Grace and Dii Consentes, that's a title that works! And that's the story I'd really push Rick Riordan to be writing.

[massiveladycat]

what are some ships you absolutely HATE in the pjo fandom? you dont even have to give a reason (you can if you want to) jst tell us what you hate!! judge-free zone

[knightofthenewrepublic]

Why did Octavian kill Gwen?

One of the most persistent if mid-ranking controversies regarding Heroes of Olympus is the fact that Octavian’s motivation for some of his evil deeds is not particularly well fleshed out. 

The biggest example would be when his kills the 5th cohort centurion Gwen, in the Son of Neptune. Yes, I’ve read all the essays and critiques, they don’t change the fact that he definitely killed her. It is often complained that he had no clear reason to do it, since it was a big risk and wouldn’t actually gain him anything. 

Another seemingly unclear act, was his attempt to blackmail Hazel. At the time she was just a lowly legionnaire from the disgraced 5th. Her one vote wouldn’t be likely to turn the upcoming praetor election, for which Octavian seems to have had no real competition anyway before Percy. It’s not as if she is in any useful position of authority.

But killing one of the 5th’s centurions opens up a position of authority. 

Hazel might not have been popular in the legion at this time, but the appointment of centurions doesn’t seem to be by a direct popular election like a praetor. There were service requirements, but we see them get bypassed on special occasions. It’s probably not something Hazel could have gotten on her own at this point, but maybe with an influential “patron” greasing the wheels, it could have been done.

If Hazel had been made centurion, a senate seat would have followed, and now she’s a much more valuable puppet for Octavian to use, far beyond just the praetor election. And in the case of the election, a centurion would only have one vote; but seeing the confidence legionnaires are taught to have in their officers, an endorsement would probably secure many more votes.

[echo16reads]

This girl was murdered and brought back to life only to be straight up disrespected by the god of war.

[ricearoniaddict]

“WE NEED MORE COMPLEX FEMALE CHARACTERS!!”

And y’all couldn’t even handle them

[fabdante]

The Party Animal and the Goth

Duncan tried to tell her before they showed up that this would be different. She should give it a try. It’d been years since the last party she went to with him (she’d been dating Trent at the time to, something Duncan further blamed for her bad time). Maybe she’d like it now. And Duncan wouldn’t leave her alone, he swore. No awkward hanging out by herself and the dog should they have one. And if Trent was there, Duncan would punch him just for her. Blah blah. All sorts of promises. Well. She wasn’t into it. Like she said she wouldn’t be. Duncan fucked off somewhere else. Like she thought he would. And she saw her ex Trent floating around and she was doing everything in her power to avoid any awkward small talk that would ensue the second he saw her again. Like she feared.  Of course the party was going to be that predictable. She should have put money on it. And there wasn't even a dog. Around midnight she’d gotten sick of the whole thing. But Duncan was off doing something (hopefully not someone) and Geoff found her. They talked. She mentioned maybe looking for DJ and leaving. But Geoff lit up like she’d just told him he won a prize and her night got a little weird. Instead of just saying bye or helping her find DJ or literally anything else, Geoff was instantly offering to talk her back to her dorm. So that got her where she was now, walking with Geoff away from his party.  What the fuck.

Summery: A classic 'Geoff walks Gwen home' story set in the year of 2013/2014, in which Gwen has decided to leave a party early and Geoff has decided he'll walk her home. (College AU, no camp.)

Words: 4,274

Rating: Teen (swearing)

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[reddamselette]

Jason was resting against the headboard of his bed, his glasses low on his nose as he read with a book pressed on his thigh. The dim lighting from his lamp provided illumination, a fuzzy warm glow like the sun was peeking through the blinds of his window during sunrise.

It was well past midnight. His room was the only window barely lit up, the city was asleep as was every other person within the apartment he resided in. Jason assumed Thalia had already gone to bed, no longer able to hear the muffled talking and shouts of laughter each time they’d been on the phone with a friend.

He sighed as he threw his legs over the edge of his bed, closing the book along with him as he stood up and made his way over to his desk sitting in the corner near the window. Jason took off his glasses to rub at his eyes, he finished the book but he had a five page book report left that was due the next morning before lunch. He didn’t know when time was lost on him, he might’ve been busy but at the moment, sleep was all he could think about.

Just before he would leave his room to wash his face and make a cup of tea, he heard a thud.

It was a fleeting thing and he would’ve thought it was a mere figment of his imagination had it not happened again.

Jason turned around and stepped closer to his window, pushing the curtains apart only to reveal someone on the other side of the glass. Someone who was known on the news and the talk of the public, a hero with a spider front and center on his chest, never one to stay too long and was always one to keep an identity hidden.

Against his better judgment, he unlocked the latch to his window and pulled it up, allowing the hero to stumble in with a muffled grunt that quickly turned into a wince.

Jason closed the window and shut the curtains, carefully directing the other to sit at the chair of his desk.

He had never seen Spiderman up close before. However seeing the real thing compared to what he had seen on the media was always a different experience. Others think he was old enough to be in his twenties but to Jason, the hero couldn’t have been younger than he is.

“Why in the world,” Jason started in a whisper, “would you randomly ask someone who you don’t even know for help?”

Spiderman laughed, a breathless sort of sound that reminded Jason all too much of someone who stole his heart. His body shivered involuntarily like he was shocked. He might’ve been.

“Why in the world would you let someone—ah, shit—let someone you don’t know in your room?” The hero asked in turn, a lazy tilt of his head to the side as he pressed a gloved hand to his torso. “I..I think I can trust you.”

Jason huffed and he left the room. Only to come back minutes later with a few things, a first aid kit and rubbing alcohol.

His information on first aid and injuries were only built on what Will would mention, what he’d share from the medical program he was enrolled in. As he knelt down beside the hero, gently pulling away his hand to check the wound, Jason knew it wasn’t fatal but it was nasty under the fabric of his suit.

“Lift up your shirt,” Jason muttered as he set the things beside his knees, opening the lid to the alcohol and used the washcloth to absorb some of the stinging liquid.

“Usually you would have to—“ The hero hissed as he slowly peeled his shirt up and over his side, revealing warm and tan skin covered in blood. “Take me out on a date first before asking me that.”

“Hold still, you’re bleeding everywhere.” Jason could only imagine the questions and concerns if he left his room unattended for Thalia to see. They’d think he was related in life threatening situations, might’ve gotten mugged or something other that wouldn’t have been possible unless he left the safety of his room that late. Thalia always did have the talent of stressing themself out.

Although, Jason had a feeling that if they knew he opened his window to a stranger—nevermind that they’re a hero—they would explode.

Those thoughts were quickly drowned out, a flash of lightning to something that had struck out in Jason’s mind. “What did you mean by you think you can trust me? I could’ve been a bad guy for all you know.”

The hero curled his fingers into a fist as he released a strained breath of air and Jason murmured an apology, carefully dabbing the washcloth laced with rubbing alcohol around the wound. Will would’ve been proud, really. “I-Is it safe to say that I doubt it? I’ve had my—my fair share of bad guys and none of them read Wuthering Heights before bed.”

“What if I happen to be an extinguished criminal then? Get inspiration on my wrongdoings or whatever from whatever I read?”

“Maybe it’s a good thing this isn’t a comic book, otherwise I think—I think I would’ve had to deal with the Joker or something.”

Jason huffed under his breath, shaking it head as he cleaned up the last bit of blood around the wound, hoping he disinfected thoroughly yet he felt like even the slightest of it went a long way. He set the washcloth down and grabbed a gauze pad, pulling off the thin sheet of paper as he stuck it to the hero’s side, doing it in such a way to avoid anything suddenly getting into the gash.

“My best friend says the same thing,” Jason said after he began unrolling the bandage around the hero’s torso.

Spiderman lifted his head to look at Jason through his mask but the blond was concentrated. His brows were furrowed and his lips were pursed in the way that no one but him would notice. “Do they?”

Jason didn’t answer for a moment as he tidied everything up, packing away the bandages and such into the first aid kit then closed the lid to the bottle of rubbing alcohol. His knees ached by the time he stood and he placed it onto his desk next to his book. “Mm. My older sister says he’s a bad influence though.”

“I am not a bad influence—“ He paused and he coughed weakly, then he sighed just as Jason nodded to himself and took a seat on his bed directly across. He hesitantly raised his hand, hooking his fingers around the material of his mask to pull it off.

Brown curls popped and fell around his face, frizzy and hardly taken care of, some strands stuck to his forehead due to sweat. It was a rough fight Leo went through, he didn’t know how he managed to escape.

He had several small cuts to his cheek, his lip, his jawline. A bruise forming high on his cheekbone near his eye but hazel irises remained the same and he was otherwise unscathed and embarrassed. “How did you know?”

Jason had guessed. He had his suspicions for a long while, since their sophomore year. They were halfway through junior year now, events and trips piled one after the other and they were busy as ever. He vaguely recalled the sudden absences of his best friend—his tia needed something or he left something at home—with rushed apologies as he ran like his life depended on it.

And it had.

And it seemed to make Jason fall in love with him more. The boy he loved since middle school. The hero he looked at like he decorated the sky in stars, pulled the very reins of the chariot holding the sun.

Jason couldn’t help it. There were dangers of him knowing yet he wouldn’t mind at all of being Icarus. He would always fly too close to the sun if it meant spending his entire life with Leo, he thought.

“Your excuses aren’t very convincing, Leo.”

[piper-mcqueen-ask-blog]

the lost trio cuddle pile!!

No blorbos were harmed in the making <;3 [someone ask me about Leo's legs pls pls pls]

[starlightcaffeinatedqueen]

♡Scar-Loving♡

Sub!Luke Castellan x Dom!Hephaestus!Reader

MINORS DNI!

Warnings!: Both of you are Seventeen to Eighteen, Frenemies with Benefits?, Lots Of Kissing, A shirtless luke for five seconds, Swearing, insults, Pet Names, Flirting, Sarcasm, Play Fighting, Suggestive, She/Her Pronouns are used, (I'll do they/Them, It/It's or he/him in the next one, I promise!=))

You were walking to Cabin 9 When Luke grabbed your arm pulled you away towards the back of Cabin 9, "Luke." You said with a straight face, "Y/n." Luke said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes "Remember what happend the last time.you tried to this?"You said while touch the left side of his neck, Luke shivered at your touch. "Shut up, Of course I remember...."He mumbled.

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Four days ago

It was the day before Capture The Flag, You were walking around the camp while talking to Clarrise when Luke walked over to you and pulled you away to the back of his cabin, "What the fuck, Luke?" You asked, annoyed, "Hey, I'm talking to yo-" Before you could finish talking He crashed his lips onto yours, You smirked against his lips, and kissed him back, He moved his hands to your waist, You pulled away for a few seconds before kissing his neck, He groaned at the feeling while also leaning back against the back of the cabin. You chuckled against his skin, You moved your hands up to play with his hair, You started sucking on his neck as you played with his hair, He put his hands on your hips, gently trying to push you away while muffling "Okay, okay, I get it, Too much..", You slowly moved your lips from his neck, revealing a hickey but then ignited your finger and gently touched the mark, He grabbed your hand and pushed your hand away.

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Present

"I had to miss out of Capture The Flag Because Chiron could see the mark, and Mr. D Could tell it was Hickey but he didn't know from who."Luke said while scowling, "Exactly" You said, "So, do you want to try that again?"You asked, Luke looked at you and smirked, "Yes." He said as he grabbed your chin and pressed his lips to yours, He pushed you against the back wall of Cabin 9, You ignited your finger and pressed it against his neck, He Moaned and groaned slightly at the feeling, You chuckled. "That's it..!" He picked you up and wrapped your legs around hks waist, "Hey! What the-" Before you could finish he moved your hair and he began kissing your neck, "Castellan, I Swear to Hermes, I wil-" He cut you off by biting your neck, "Great mother of Zeus...!" You muffled. Luke gently placed his right hand under your ass to hold you up, He placed his other hand behind your neck. You pulled your neck away from him and put your lips to His neck and starting kissing and biting it, Luke groaned, "Y/n.." He said, "Yes, Pretty boy?" You said as you kissed his neck, "Curfew, Late.." He groaned, You groaned in annoyance, "Fine.." You unwrapped your legs from his waist, He gently fixed your hair. You went back to your cabins, but he sent you letters with Pictures in them, mostly of him shirtless or him lying in bed.

A/n: See ya, Daisy's, Sunflower's, And Petal's!

[ssavinggrace]

characters from the RRVERSE, Across The Spider Verse, Arcane, Fourth Wing, please <3 only one character suggestion per person

[octag0n-l0v3r]

Part 5

[massiveladycat]

my opinion on the titan army: i really wish there'd been a small spin-off series for them. i wish it hadn't ended so badly with NEARLY ALL of them ending up killed. they were manipulated and groomed into joining the titan army. it would've been so cool to at least have one character in their perspective. for example, we got alabaster, but we got his perspective after the titan army fell. we didn't get to see close up how they trained and how they lived. i feel like it would've made us feel a lot closer to these misguided demigods if we'd gotten to get to know them, if we'd gotten to see ethan interact with other titan army demigods or alabaster help around the princess andromeda. they had a LOT of potential, in my opinion!! i still have so many questions about them. 1. were they eligible to go to elysium? 2. how many people were in the titan army, excluding monsters? 3. considering the demigods lived with monsters on the princess andromeda, how'd that work out? did they get along? were there some genuine relationships between them (i ONLY mean parent-child bond or sibling bond, by the way) 4. what kind of mental state were they in to accept luke's invitation to the titan army? anyway, TL;DR: the titan army demigods had a lot of potential and i wish they were talked about more often!!

[captainwaffles]

There will always be consequences to your actions. But these where children force to grow up becuase the adults wouldn’t do anything/enough

These are children doing there best, in life or death situations. The adults who let/made them do this are at fault more than they are

They had no choice, it wasn’t out of malice

[xx0yeet-everything0xx]

i just think it would be funny if percy assumed that jason defeated krios through something magic or with a bit of help or anything, but then one day he learns that. oh no. for all his abilities, jason cannot turn a titan into something else, he can only batter the mortal form so much that it's practically a kronos-cut-into-pieces scenario. and that's exactly what happened.

hazel once mentioning that although jason was so much nicer, people had been more wary of him when she'd first entered camp. reyna saying that it was because of the krios fight, and jason being incredibly vague about what happened and everyone assumes he just summoned a huge-ass storm. reyna knows, but bites her tongue.

and then, one day, it's gwendolyn that tells percy. "you did not want to see what happened to krios."

"was he electrocuted or something?"

she laughs. "none of us got to see the fight, because the two had been in the middle of a hurricane. but when the storm fell apart, i was the first to see jason, and the only one who saw what exactly happened. i'll never forget it: this kid, stumbling forward, dropping a titan's war helmet from his hands, and his face and clothes were all dripping with ichor. behind him, there's a mass of flesh. maybe someone could identify the legs or arm. but where the head should be, there's only... only goo. "

gwen shakes her head slightly. "for some reason though, what stuck to me the most was his expression. the way his eyes had been wide and blank, like a small child. in a moment, he was back to praetor, but right then... it was as if he was confused. that he had no idea what exactly he'd just done."

[argoii-official]

how's retirement, Gwen? picked a good time it looks like

[futturmangamez]

Dancing to sweet escape in my room right now...

naked