#i love percy so much oh my gods.

[mysteriousmissme]

we need to talk more abt the scene where luke is all "percy's got this, it's all annabeth's plan."

and then cue to a montage of perceus jackson being the most gen z kid ever.

THAT HAD TO BE ONE OF THE BEST SCENES.

[nikoisme]

had to get this one out of my system rq. will return to usual odysseus posting in a second

[jinngerleaf]

me writing valgrace in leo's pov: dumb, idiot in love, head over heels and tripping

me writing valgrace in jason's pov: even dumber, idiot in love, head over heels tripping

(and neither knows)

[aq2003]

LOOK AT HIM. LOOK AT MY BOY

[reddamselette]

“We need to know less about each other,” Leo whispered against Jason’s lips. He swallowed dryly, closing his eyes for a simple moment before he dropped his head onto Jason’s shoulder and breathed.

Jason rested his head back against the wall behind him, staring up at the shining and twinkling stars and constellations in the dark blue blanket of a sky. His hands were cradling Leo’s head, fingers tangled in brown curls. His heart thudded in his chest, his cheeks burning and flushed with crimson red as the blood rushed to his face.

It was unfair, he thought.

How easy it was for Leo take his heart and shatter it like a stick hitting a drum, lightning crackling from the ground into the clouds. They were outside by the bar, celebrating with the others late on a summer night where it was hot enough during the day but worse once the sun had set. It was unfair, he thought, how Leo could say that after so long. “I can’t know less about you, Leo.”

Jason could never forget or unlearn what has been engraved in his mind like etchings on stone tablets. He would always remember the slightest shine in big brown eyes when he would gesture wildly with his hands as he spoke about something he was passionate about or the curl of his lips that would spread into a grin that was the most beautiful thing he could witness.

The touches that were searing hot and burned his fingertips into Jason’s skin, every nerve tingling until he was on fire. Jason memorized the specific pattern of Leo’s heartbeat underneath his palm, the scars on his arm that were shaped like a constellation, and how every curl hung over his eyes or curled up on the crown of his head; fluffy, soft curls that felt like he could fly running his hands through each strand and twirling it between his fingers.

He could never know less about Leo Valdez because his very soul was made to absorb every detail about him like the fact he would chew on his lip a few times before biting the inside of his cheek when he was overwhelmed. Leo had the habit of tapping his finger, whistling or humming to himself in concentration. How his voice was smooth but there was quirks of an accent, a rasp with certain words and a slip into the swirls of the Spanish language.

Leo pulled away, his hands sliding off of Jason’s waist to the wall on either side of his head, caging him in as if his mind and mouth was saying one thing but his body and heart were saying another. “This was a mistake.”

Jason looked at him with sad eyes, gripping his hair between his fingers as he shook his head. “Was it? Or are you saying that because you feel guilty? I don’t want to be strangers, don’t do that to me.”

“We should’ve stayed strangers since the very beginning, Jason.” Leo sighed and hovered his hand near Jason’s cheek, heat radiating from the close vicinity of his palm to his skin before he leaned away and gently removed Jason’s hands from his hair. “You’re everything to me, you know.”

“Am I? It doesn’t seem like it.”

“You are.”

“I hate you,” Jason lied and he lied painfully. His body was resting against the wall, using it as support as he stared into Leo’s features, sky blue irises roaming over his figure, his hands, his hair, his lips. He could never truly hate him because he fell in love with him but it wasn’t enough. Jason would never be enough.

Leo didn’t reply for several moments. His hands were limp at his sides, the area was barely illuminated and masked his fingers curling into his palms, nails digging into his skin and created crescent shapes. He knew Jason would never hate him but he wished he would. Leo deserved it for hurting him in such a way, for cradling him and embracing him the way lovers of so many years do. They weren’t official, they never would be, but it hurt. It ripped Leo apart. It was as if smoke infiltrated his lungs and drowned out the oxygen, stealing away his ability to breathe. “I know.”

[tinybro]

jasico server was chatting about the cupid scene and jason getting nico's memories blasted straight into his brain and how jason being shot with one of cupid's arrows while with nico and this was just never brought up in canon again and now i'm thinking like...what if that's just how cupid's arrows work? not by magically manifesting love for someone out of nothing, but by giving someone the perspective that'd make them fall in love naturally? jason gets a front row seat to nico's memories and instantly understands him intimately and can trust him completely without any doubt or suspicion

so what if jason, after slowly realizing he's totally in love with nico, just thought back to the arrow incident and it made him second-guess everything? because maybe he's only feeling this way because cupid hit him with an arrow with only nico was around and it's no different than any other god messing with his love life

[muppetjackrackham]

PJO Fancast (6/?) → Iñaki Godoy as Leo Valdez

Leo looked like a Latino Santa's elf, with curly black hair, pointy ears, a cheerful, babyish face, and a mischievous smile that told you right away this guy should not be trusted around matches or sharp objects. His long, nimble fingers wouldn't stop moving—drumming on the seat, sweeping his hair behind his ears, fiddling with the buttons of his army fatigue jacket. Either the kid was naturally hyper or he was hopped up on enough sugar and caffeine to give a heart attack to a water buffalo. "Anyway," Leo said, "I hope you've got your worksheet, 'cause I used mine for spit wads days ago. Why are you looking at me like that? Somebody draw on my face again?"

[a-depressed-mouse]

*knock knock*

Hi do you have a moment to talk about our Lord and Savior, Annabeth ‘I Am The Pride Of Athena’s Offspring But I Also Don’t Know Which Candy To Get�� Chase?

[salad-o-malley]

are there any specific pieces of media that have really inspired you?

YES. There’s a good few pieces of media that have inspired me over the years- including but not limited to

- Kamisama kiss

- Ouran high school host club

- Percy jackson

- Yuri on ice

- Howl’s moving castle (book + movie)

- literally the entire animation meme/gacha animation meme community back in like 2018-2020

- fnaf.

- most 2D animated disney movies.. or just disney movies in general

[librarianayda]

Mr. D: The fate of the world depends on you going on this quest.

Percy: Fuck you, I'm not going.

Grover: Sally might still be alive.

Percy: When do we leave?

[unsurebazookacore]

percy’s complete and utter lack of self preservation is both a source of insurmountable pride and crippling anxiety

[constantly-confused-queer]

I'm reading the first Percy Jackson book cause I never read the series as a kid but I'm really enjoying the show and here's my thoughts so far (on the book, not the show)

I love that Percy has dyslexia and ADD. I adore when characters have canonical learning disabilities or mental illnesses, it's really under represented and I think it's important

Percy is fucking sassy and I love him for it

His mom seems wonderful but I'd like to fucking strangle his step dad. Sally deserves better

[happyk44]

Once again thinking about how the ocean is a possessive thing. It wants to drown you. It wants to consume you. Water clings heavy. It tires. The tides will change on a whim, volatile and cruel. Riptides yank you under. It's so hard to escape. Water pressure pushes down, down, down, down. It breaks you, it holds you, it chokes you.

It loves you too much to let go.

[muttsona]

youre so fucking awesome and i wish we got to talk more. im so glad i met you because even though we live on borderline OPPOSITE ENDS OF THE WORLD youre probably one of my best friends and every day i get to talk to you is a good one

SHUTUP I LLOVE YOU SO MUCH. IN A PERFECT WORLD WE ARE NEXT DOOR NEIGHBORS..I WISH. ilysm,,its so sick & twisted that we are separated by continents :( best friends forever deserve to live on the same street

[aq2003]

i was the target demographic of "fan who would hate this season the most". my critrole tastes were specifically aligned and designed in a lab to hate nearly every single creative decision and change that was made

[insufferableburnout]

Watched the first two episodes of the Percy Jackson show and I’m feeling very normal about it and not at all crying over a kids show