#micheal yew

[haleingstorm]

What ever you do don't think about Pollux breaking all the mirrors in his cabin because he couldn't stand seeing his brother's face looking back at him.

What ever you do don't think about Connor Stoll stepping up to the head counselor role even though he was far too young for it because Travis couldn't handle it alone.

What ever you do don't think about Micheal Yew trying to always keep a smile on his face even when he was breaking apart on the inside because that was what Lee always did. Don't think about Will Solace who tries to be louder, angrier because Micheal always was. Who smiles though the pain because if he lets himself grief for even a moment he wouldn't ever stol

What ever you do don't think about how much Clarisse hates herself for staying back. Don't think about a Clarisse that knows every single Aphrodite and Apollo kid by name because the dead can not forgive her.

What ever you do don't think about Percy blaming himself for every death. Don't think about Annabeth who hates that she wasn't strong enough.

What ever you do don't think about the fact that these are CHILDREN who fought in a war.

What ever you do don't think about who had to die to make them the heroes that they are today.

[pain-is-too-tired]

I'm thinking about the Apollo Cabin and crying again y'all fdhdg

Just thinking about Little Will struggling to find a talent that fits with his other siblings, watching them ace Archery and Music no problem, and feeling really self-conscious about it.

Lee making the decision to have him shadow Michael in the infirmary and Michael immediately being taking him under his wing.

First time Will's healing abilities show up Will's confused as to what had just happened but Michael is pumped. Lee practically could see him glowing when they meet back for dinner Michael's so proud.

Anytime anyone even tries to talk down to Will about his lack of Archery or Music expertise like his siblings Michael has to be held back from throwing hands. Especially cause he knows Will takes it to heart.

After BoM, Will's self confidence plummets due to losing his biggest support system and having to take care of so many lives on his own. It doesn't really start to build back up until Nico starts noticing and helps him through it.

[thatcrazypercyjacksonfan]

The memes of a tired Cabin 7 member, dealing with the events of Trials of Apollo.

[echo-stimmingrose]

Wills Twenty First Birthday

Lee: To Wills first drink! *Cheers*

Micheal: *cheers*

Will: *downs the shot with ease, not even making a face*

Lee:

Micheal:

Will:

Will: oooh it burns.....

Micheal: Correction. Wills first legal drink.

[i-still-got-love-for-you]

imgonnagetyouback

Pairing: Past Luke Castellan x daughter of Aphrodite!reader

Instagram SMAU

Part 1

A/N: Hellooooo and good morning/afternoon. i wanted to toy with the idea of the character and reader getting together rather than being in a relationship. Part 2 out next week!

pageantsmile

playing Forever & Always by Taylor Swift

hanging out with laruetheday>>>>

-comments-

laruetheday: it was sooo pretty omg

-> pageantsmile: not as pretty as you 😘

tstole: let’s just ignore the song choice ig?

-> pageantsmile: what do *you* know about taylor swift?

redlipclassic: so my invite just shredded itself???

-> laruetheday: you were with your BoYfRiEnD

-> redlipclassic: shut up

stealer_of_hearts

playing imgonnagetyouback by Taylor Swift

looking back at the past, i made a mistake

-comments-

tstole: bold move dude

-> cstole: REALLY bold move

wise_girl: come on luke that’s desperate

redlipclassic: didn’t you cheat on her????

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redlipclassic

laruetheday telling me and pageantsmile the ☕️

-comments-

pageantsmile: PIPING HOT TEA SIS THABKS

-> laruetheday: just doing my part to serve tea and cunt

-> chrissyro: marry me please

-> laruetheday: no. hope this helps 🫶

seaweedbrain: tea? where?

-> redlipclassic: not that it’s any of your business, but ask Annie to check the gc

pageantsmile

playing hoax by Taylor Swift

waking up in the morning, thinking about so many things

-comments-

redlipclassic: i just wish thing would get better

-> redlipclassic: oh shit the song- IM ON MY WAY GIRL

laruetheday: WEVE TALKING ABOUT THIS AT LENGTH PLEASE DO NOT

katie_flower: you look gorgeous, drop the routine ✨

stealer_of_hearts

playing i miss you, i’m sorry by Gracie Abrams

-comments-

michealyew: off topic but nice jawline bro

-> stealer_of_hearts: thanks dude

tstole: ARE YOU ACTUALLY INSANE

-> cstole: THIS WILL NEVER WORK

pageantsmile: …

-> cstole: WHAT. HOW. WHAT

-> chrissyro: it’s the jawline i’m telling you

pageantsmile

now playing august by Taylor Swift

contractually required beach episode, will return to regularly scheduled plot tmrw

-comments-

laruetheday: so you’ll invite silena but not me? FAKE FRIEND

-> redlipclassic: she didn’t invite me…

-> laruetheday: but she hates the beach if she goes alone?

cstole: WE KNEW IT

-> tstole: LUKES A FUCKING G

stealer_of_hearts

@ da beach with da boys

-comments-

michealyew: that doesn’t look like a boy…

chrissyro: there ain’t no boys at that beach bro

tstole: bffr dude

cstole: he really thought he could fool us

laruetheday: OHHHHHH WAIT I GET IT NOW

-> redlipclassic: thank god

queen_of_hearts

playing This Love by Taylor Swift

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[lionmythflower]

[ramen8008]

I've seen some fair share of fanart where Percy is covered with Tattoos.

If Sally allowed it these are the tattoos I think Percy would get

Fire or hammer or a mix. Something of that sort for Charles Beckendorf. The hero who was never supposed to die

Stars, a constellation one of Zoe Nightshades. For failing her when he was the first guy she trusted in millennials.

A toy that Bianca had picked up with a skull, maybe some black or with the words "I promised". For the girl who never got to know her heritage and the boy who lost himself with his sister.

Flowers, or maybe a mirror covered in some. For Selina Beauregard, the girl who died a hero.

A bow and arrow or maybe a falling bridge, for Micheal Yew who fell as the Percy destroyed the bridge.

And then maybe something that symbolizes rebellion against the Gods. Something for himself and the sympathy for the ones who went against the Gods when they were abandoned and hurt.

The sky, for Bob, small Bob and Damasen who will one day see it again.

Lightening, one with the symbol of both camp half-blood and SPQR, for the friend who belonged to both. Someone for whom Percy would be proud to wear the symbol of Lightening.

[cosmicpancakes]

I finally finished this omg!!

TW: graphic depictions of death and stuff, character death, mental breakdowns/panic attacks, stuff like that

Without further ado, here's the oneshot I wrote about that one time Lee Fletcher died lol

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Tap, tap, tap.

His foot bounced up and down, tapping the tiled floor repeatedly. His nails were bitten to stumps. Will was pretty sure he was going crazy.

He couldn't just leave the infirmary, he knew that, but there had to be something he could do. The infirmary is empty. Even if it wasn't, his sister could easily handle it. He was no help here.

Scratch that. He needed to leave.

Shooting arrows is out of the question, but maybe he could steal a dagger from the infirmary. A spear, a sword- Anything he could use to help with out there. Ritika was already in the infirmary, she could handle an injured person! She was one of the oldest in the cabin anyway, and more skilled than he could ever be. She wouldn't notice if he sneaked away.

The office chair squeaked as it got wheeled back. He couldn't leave through the front, so looking around, he made sure his sister couldn't see him and then opened the window just wide enough for him to jump in the bushes behind the big house.

It hurt. His arms were covered in scratches, painting them an inflamed pink and his knees were stained with a mixture of soil and grass. A wince escaped his lips. He half crawled, half ran out of the Bush and started running towards the armoury.

It was only when he made his way in front of the big house that he realised the severity of the situation. Campers and monsters ran around, littering the green field with scattered arrows and golden dust. Screams and slashes rang in his ears. After a few seconds, his eyes locked onto the armoury just across the canoe lake bridge, and he made a run for it.

Narrowly avoiding monster claws and spears thrown in his direction, Will made his way across the wooden bridge. The planks wobbled beneath his feet until he finally made it to the other side. Greenery got flattened under him as he approached the armoury. It was a medium-sized wooden shed right next to the looming arena.

Shutting the door behind him, he stumbled through the arsenal until he found a decently functional long sword. It was heavier than he anticipated, seeing as he'd never actually held a sword before, but he didn't exactly have time to dwell on that. Just as quickly as he entered, Will made his way out and through the North woods.

This was where the fighting originated, where the monsters first emerged so he knew this was where he would be able to help the most. He could be useful for once. His legs ached, pulsating from the lactic acid build up but he knew he couldn't stop. He ran and ran, and continued running until he reached the labyrinth.

The fighting next to the big house was child's play compared to this. There wasn't a single patch of grass not covered in blood, weapons, or monsters. Corpses of both creatures and demigods were scattered throughout. His eyes moved about frantically, trying to find something he could fight and reasonably win against.

Lee.

His brother was in a small clearing between a few trees just to Will's left. He wasn't a monster, but leaving him alone would just make things worse, right? He sprinted towards him. Lee seemed to be shooting monsters from afar, helping campers on the main battlefield without putting himself in too much danger. It was a smart strategy, one only he could come up with. He was always the smart one, after all. Will was limping from the pain as he approached him, and when they locked eyes, both their eyes widened.

"Oh my Gods- Will! What are you doing here?" He yelled, his words still laced with concern despite trying to scold him. He felt a sense of shame bubble up in his throat.

"I... I couldn't just stay in the infirmary the entire time! I needed to help somehow, I couldn't stand being there doing nothing while people were dying!" He shouted back, his voice hoarse with the sound of sorrow. Lee's eyebrows furrowed.

"I told you to stay in the infirmary for a reason- and what are you doing with that sword? You can't even use it! You're going to seriously hurt yourself." He insisted, dropping his bow and facing him directly.

"I can help! I promise, just give me a chance!" He tried to point the sword towards his brother, but his already exhausted limbs gave out. The sword fell towards him, slashing the arm he was holding it with, and clinked to the ground.

Will yelped, instinctively grabbing the gash with his other hand. Crimson stained his freckled skin as he stood there in shock.

"No no no no no- This is why I didn't want you out here," He ran towards him, softly cupping his face. "Will. Look at me. You need to go back, okay? Ritika will take care of you, but you can't be out here." Lee's voice wavered as their eyes met. He ran his calloused thumb over his little brother's flushed cheek, wiping away tears that would never have been there if he just listened to him for once.

The quiet didn't last for long, though. His brother's head turned to their right as the thudding of too-large footsteps rapidly approached them. It took Lee too long to recognise that it was a hellhound running towards them.

"Just go!" He pleaded, his back turned as he frantically picked up his bow back up. His fingers expertly pulled the string back, arrow steady as he prepared to let go.

Crunch.

The hellhound ran past him, Front paw bloody, making its way for the crowded field. It didn't even see Will.

Something splattered on him. Like when Connor does a canon ball in the creek, and water covers him head to toe.

It was dripping from his face. His shirt was drenched.

... It was blood.

Lee was on the ground.

He wasn't moving.

Blood.

Blood everywhere.

Where is he?

He slowly made his way to him.

He shook his shoulders.

"Lee?"

More blood gushed out of where his neck was supposed to be. It pooled below him.

"Lee, wake up."

He shook his shoulders again.

"I'm sorry for distracting you."

His brother's t-shirt quickly turned from bright orange to a deep red. The only way you could tell it was him was the medic badge he so proudly displayed on his armour.

He wasn't a medic this time. He wanted to fight.

Will wanted to fight too.

Is that why he fell?

"Lee."

His hands were glowing. Flickering? His hands glowed when he healed people. Shallow wounds. Made them wake up.

They flickered. He wasn't healing yet.

It's okay.

He'll wake up.

His hands, still flickering with a soft glow, hovered over where his head should be. Scattered remains of a shattered cranium and pieces of torn cerebrum decorated the pool of blood like lily pads and algae on the surface of the lake. He tried scooping them in one place. His hands were red. Bright, bright red. Dark red. Lumpy. With bits in it. Sharp bits. Small little bits of brain.

Flicker.

flicker flicker flicker

wake up

wake up

lee im sorry

wake up

please

im sorry

There's screaming. Did those words come out? Did Lee hear them? Screaming. There's screaming.

"...-WILL!" He screamed. Will didn't look back to see who it was. "Will, what are you?-"

screaming

he sobbed

who?

"Lee- Lee, oh my-" He sobbed. He couldn't breathe. Who was yelling? "Will please, we can't- I can't lose you too, we need to-"

He didn't take his eyes off his brother.

flicker flicker flicker

wake up

Arms wrapped around his chest, pulling him. He fought. He fought so hard.

"Let me go! Let me- I need to-" He scratched them. He scratched the arms. Did they draw blood? He couldn't tell. Everything was already so

so

red

Bite. Scratch. Scratch.

They let go.

He fell back down. His hands weren't glowing anymore.

Or maybe they were?

He couldn't tell. Too much red.

A voice wept behind him. It grabbed him. The arms. The arms grabbed him again.

they wouldn't let go

he needs to fix him

why wouldn't he let go?

He was dragging him at this point. He fought so hard. Why didn't they let go this time? Doesn't he understand? He needs to heal him. He needs to fix him.

He lost track of where he was. There were no monsters. He could hear them, muffled as they may be, but they weren't there.

His vision was too blurry, too red to make out the details. Wooden walls again. Swords. Spears.

Bows.

He was clinging to someone. His red, sticky hands stained their shirt. One hand was going through his hair. Another hand was holding him.

Where was he?

Where's Lee?

There was blood running down his face again. So much blood.

Tears.

Not blood. Tears?

He couldn't breathe.

he couldn't breathe

"C'mon, breathe, breathe-" He whimpered, his voice shaking. He was crying too. "We'll- we'll fix him, okay? Shhh, breathe, breathe-"

His heart thumped, and thumped, and thumped and he still couldn't breathe

flicker flicker flicker

it's so red

"No no, shhh- I need to-" The arms shook. Their breath hitched. "It's nearly over, I need to go and help them- Just keep breathing, okay?"

flicker

"Stay here, okay? I'll- I'll come back."

Micheal left him.

He sat against the wall, unmoving. Unblinking.

He's gone.

Lee's gone.

_

Will tapped his foot against the tiled floor of the infirmary.

Tap, tap, tap.

On the other side of the room, Micheal was stuffing backpacks full of medical supplies. 7 rolls of bandages. 3 rolls of medical tape. 6 bottles of nectar.

"I'm missing something," His brother lamented, thinking.

Will watched him closely.

Tap, tap, tap.

Another war. It's only been a year since-

It's only been a year.

It was worse this time, however. More dire. More deaths. All of them could die, if they don't succeed.

Who knows how long they're gonna be there fighting? A day? A week?

Last time it was 3 hours, from what he was told.

He bit his lip.

"Hey Lee, could you pass me the necta-"

Micheal slapped his hands over his mouth, shaking his head. He's gone.

Will stopped looking at him.

His hands were red again. Covered in blood.

His hands never stopped being red; They only ever got bloodier.

Tap, tap, tap.

[sleepy-starrynight]

It would be cool to have like, a book series similar to HoO with the multiple pov's but instead of The Seven or Nico or Reyna, it's the older campers, like Silena, Charles, Clarisse, Chris, Lee, Micheal, the Stoll's, even Luke? Maybe even Will or Thalia? And the stories are like, what was happening in camp half-blood during Percy's quests.

Imagine if we get their pov's of the battle of the labyrinth and battle of Manhattan.

Imagine we get more depth of Luke's relationships with the other campers.

Imagine the Will Solace and Cabin 7 angst.

Imagine the Silena angst.

[ganeshpnf]

Hey guys, I think I have an illness of imagining epic scenes in pjo 😭 Silly alternative but the end of "Get in the Water" gives me the vibe of Percy almost drowning in hoo and developing the fear. What if he imagined his friends, alive or dead, like Odysseus did?

"You can relax, my friend..."

Him remembering Michael Yew first, since he always felt guilty for his death.

Beckendorf...

Annabeth and imagining he is in her arms for a brief second. Because the only thing that can relax him in that moment was to imagen her.

And all of his death friends' voices echo in his mind, he sees them and feels them as he struggles 🥺

Help-

[haleingstorm]

Will was tiny growing up. Right up until he hit puberty and he shot up like a weed. He always told Micheal and Lee that he would be taller than both of them. Lee promised to smuggle him a whole case of soda if he grew taller than both of them. And hide him from Micheal. He measured himself every single week after he turned 11 just waiting.

It was two months after the end of BOTL that he realized he was taller than Micheal. He didn't comment on it.

[pain-is-too-tired]

Pjo Characters based off things me and/or my mom said

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Leo:I want what he's having

Piper:Probably a breakdown

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Blackjack: I know you're not gonna eat donuts in front of me

Percy:not in front of you

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Kayla:jokingly Do you know how to march?

Austin:stares in band kid Oh boy do I know how to march!

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Lee:texting from passenger seat Stuck in traffic

Michael:rude.

Michael:run him over

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Nico:how did I get so mean?

Will:Trauma

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Annabeth:Cause she has money?

Percy:bitch

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Leo:exuse me, that's my stim

Jason:oh sorry

[goldrushenthusiast]

“What if Nico & Will find Jason?” “What if they find Micheal?”

What if they find Luke.

What if they find Luke, the traitor, the hero, the man who got so many killed and yet saved thousands.

What if they find him before he rebirths? What if what if what if what if they find Luke. It’d be perfect.

[echo-stimmingrose]

“And where have you been?”

Will freezes, feet halfway in the door, eyes locked on his brothers in what only can be described as a deer in headlights look. The standoff lasts several seconds as Will debates whether to back out the way he came or get hit by the oncoming car. Like most deers when faced with a life or death situation, he remains put as his very brief time on this mortal plane flashes through his mind.

Illuminated under a singular lamp, like their about to perform an interrogation- dramatic fucks- is Micheal with quite possibly the most shit eating grin Will has ever seen; and Lee, who's expression alone tells him he's about the get the scolding of a life time.

“Helloooo, dear brothers!” Will cajoles, plastering on as bright a smile as humanly possible. “Don’t you two just look lovely this fine morning!”

“Where have you been?” Lee repeats, undeterred by Will's poor attempt at flattery.

“I was on a morning walk!” -not a complete lie- unfortunately, stupid Apollonian traits didn’t see it that way, his traitorous voice squeaking up several more octaves than necessary as he starts to cough. Thanks a lot dad.

Micheal only grins wider, “Nice try, we saw you leaving at eleven, Which means,” -He pauses to theatrically check his watch, despite the fact that he does not, and has never, owned a watch- “you’ve been gone a whole eight hours now!”

“You saw me leave? Wait- Have you two been sitting here all night waiting for me?”

“Not important-”

“What is important,” Lee cuts in, “Is what on Earth you could have been doing at such ungodly hours in the evening?”

“I wasn’t doing anything!” He insists with a whine high enough that all the dogs in New Jersey collectively howl.

“You we're out all night, William Andrew-” oof, Is the full name really necessary? “-No teenager who crawls out of a window, falling on his face as he does so, I might add-” Okay, rude. “-In the dead of night, is ever up to anything good”

He scolds him with a tone that could rival even his southern mama. Quite the impressive feat Will must admit (in his head of course, never out loud, Lee would like that too much). Truly he rues the day his older brother officially meets The Naomi Solace in person. Those forces are simply too powerful that if they joined it would throw off the balance of every ecosystem within a thirty mile radius. Two hawks sharing a territory while he is but a simple field mouse doomed forever under the gaze of the predators, with little places to run, always being caught. What crimes did he commit in a past life to deserve such a hellish tragedy?

Locked in another stalemate and desperate to escape the hole he's in, he takes the most logical option- not putting down the shovel of course- but scoffing at the pure audacity that they would be accusing him of the thing he very much did do.

“I am offended, at you implying that I of all people! Would be up to something heinous! I mean, ME!?!? I am a VERY good kid! I am very responsible! I am ALWAYS on time!!-”

“Can you even tell time?”

“I follow all the rules to a T!-”

“That's not even close to accurate”

“I am extremely respectful to my elders!-”

“Ha! That's funny.”

“I have never done anything against the law!-”

“Somehow I doubt that.”

The rest of the cabin starts to awaken to bear witness in what surely will be Will’s final days on this earth. None of them come to his aid of course, all finding the situation to be much to humorous. Even his patented puppy eyes fail at getting him any assistance in his battle with the all mighty tyrant that is Lee Fletcher.

He makes his way past his brothers and to his bed, doing his best to ignore them as they just swivel their chairs. Where the hell they even got those chairs he has no idea. He rips his flannel off, throwing it onto his bunk- he is nothing if not theatrical- and turns back around to continue arguing his case when the hushed snickers of his traitorous siblings increases to snorts and giggles. Micheal has all but fallen over in hysterics while Lee’s scowl has somehow deepened.

“What?”

“Rookie mistake, William,” Micheal says between guffaws, “Rookie mistake.”

He looks down to where his siblings are pointing and where should be, his neon camp shirt, is a black tee that reads ‘cabin thirteen’. “Shit.” he mumbles, cautiously looking up at his eldest brother who has a look so cross he could probably pass as a southern grandma who just got her finest china broken by roughhousing grandkids.

“I am going to have some words with that boy.” He announces, much to Will’s utter horror.

“Don’t you dare!”

“I will-”

“You are the actual worst!”

“That boy is a bad influence-”

“I hate you so much.”

“I think I will contact his sister too.”

“What the fu-.”

“Language, William.”

“Oh fuck you!” he exclaims before his brain can catch up to stop him from shooting himself in the foot and most likely condemning him to a lifetime of stable duty.

“Thats its, you are grounded, Young Man-” The tyrant declares, officially shackling him.

“What! You can’t do that!” He argues, pointlessly fighting against the chains.

“I absolutely can.”

“No-!”

“I want you back in the cabin by seven thirty each night for the foreseeable future.”

“SEVEN THIRTY!?!?” Will screams, “The campfire’s not even done by seven thirty!!!” He argues, flailing his arms as if that will help get his point across.

Lee nods, “Seven thirty.”

“I am not a child I don’t need a curfew!!”

“You are a child.”

“Are not! I’m fourteen!”

“A child.”

“UGHhhhhhhh!” He screeches, miming a crushing motion with his hands, hoping to explode Lee’s head via the force. It, unfortunately does not work.

He then decides to stand up and announce that it is breakfast time before casually leading the rest of the apollo campers out of the cabin as if he didn’t just ruin a poor innocent teens life.

“Well that was amusing,” Says his annoying younger sister, hanging back from the group, reveling way to much in his suffering.

“Shut up Kayla.”

She just grins, looking far to similar to Micheal for his liking. “I just can’t wait till he finds out about your tattoo.”

“Oh gods.”

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So this is part of an au/verse I'm working on where basically everyone lives and they all get to be normal teens with semi normal teen problems. (It will probably end up being mostly cabin seven based cause they're my fav) It's not gonna be written in a specific order or anything probably just a bunch of one shots of things I think of. Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions of prompts/story lines for this verse lmk.

Also Lee is supportive of Will and Nico's relationship he's just being an annoying older brother cause he can.

[lionmythflower]

The stoll brothers hcs

Travis can tell when ppl are lying

Connor is quieter and less trusting than Travis

Travis is faster than Connor

Connor is better at unlocking stuff

They can both speak sooooo many languages

They're both rlly rlly smart they js don't act like it

Connor's hair is always at least a little bit longer than travis'

Travis is taller than Connor but u can't tell unless they're right next to each other

Travis gets hurt more (mainly bc he tries to keep Connor safe a lot and would literally take an arrow for him (and has, Connor yelled at him for it))

they have their ears pierced. They don't wear earrings often but they lost a bet to sm1 in the Aphrodite cabin so they had to get their ears pierced (drew complained for a week abt the fact that "their shouldn't be able to look that good with earrings this was supposed to be a coincidence not a chance for them to look so fucking fashionable)

Connor is actually pretty good friends w Drew

They were rlly good friends w Lee and Michael and Connor sobbed when they died when him and Travis were alone (Travis did too but only after Connor fell asleep)

connor doesn't trust as easy as Travis so it took him so long to trust Chris again after he came back from the labyrinth and wasn't crazy anymore (Travis immediately trusted Chris after he confirmed that he wasn't working w luke anymore)

Lee tried to reach Connor to bake but Lee is terrible at cooking and baking (and his mother is like never around so literally no one knows how he didn't starve when he wasn't at camp) so they had to ask Chris and Selina to help them and then they made cupcakes with their help (chris' mom taught him how to bake and Selina used to help out at her dad's bakery)

Chris knew Connor had forgiven him when he came back to cabin 11 one day and there was a cupcake on his bed in a little cupcake box w a note that said "from Connor"

Travis and Connor were homeless for a while before an older demigod (probably luke or sm1) found them

Annabeth is actually good friends with them and when she first met them she didn't believe that they weren't twins

Lee taught Connor to play the lyre/harp

lee taught Travis how to play the trombone

Michael helped them with archery

Beckendorf would make locks for Connor to try and unlock

they love playing pranks for revenge lol

they also play a lot of pranks w Percy

They were rlly trying to be there for Nico while his sister and Percy was on a quest and we're rlly nervous for him when he left (bc he hadn't even been claimed let)

absolute menaces. They will prank the shit out of u and then get u the most expensive gift they can find for her bday

clarrise pretends like she hates them but she rlly doesn't

Their friends w Malcolm, one of annabeth's half-brothers bc Malcolm is yearround and annabeth always drags him into 2v2 competition w the stolls lol

Some ppl get annoyed w the stolls bc they're not "responsible enough" to be cabin leaders but they're only rlly cabin leaders bc luke and a bunch of the other older hermes kids left so Travis ended up being the oldest in the cabin so he was literally forced into leadership while he was like 12-14 (and then he decided to co-lead w connor)(the same thing happened to will after Lee and Micheal and a lot of the older apollo kids died in the titan battle)

On that happy note that's all the hcs I can think of :)

I'll probably make a part 2 :))

[chbsnooze]

Not demigods actually having to peak in high school