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super-powerful-queen-reyna · 5 months ago
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Nike is like Ares huh?
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pizzaplexbonnie · 9 months ago
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How can you subdue a goddess? What a grand and intoxicating innocence.
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kyuremking · 8 months ago
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I don't think we talk enough about the seven putting a goddess in a stable. So here is my offer:
The seven begin putting people in the stables much earlier and continue doing so throughout the three books.
Narcissus is the first and Eco voluntarily gets on the boat but they keep forgetting about her constantly.
Phorcis and Keto? to the stable.
The dolphins escape but Chrysaor goes to the stable.
Sciron? to the same stable as Chrysor, his turtle begins to follow the Argo.
Pasiphaë? to the stable
Triptolemus and his snakes? to the stable
Cupid? To the stable, Jason kicked him there.
Khione, Calais and Zetes? To the same stable, the three of them together.
Nike? To the stable.
Kymopoleia? She climbs up voluntarily to poke Keto and Forcis with a stick.
I know there are many more people and gods that the seven encounter that deserve to be put in the stable during their adventure, but I'll leave it here.
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enehana · 3 months ago
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Jason Grace with the cabins
Cabin 1: Zeus. It's just him and Thalia because of the oath. Probably. Hopefully. Jason would be very protective of any younger siblings. He'd use his status as Champion of Juno to try and protect them from her wrath. It would work, for the most part.
Cabin 2: Hera. There isn't any children of Hera. He'd absolutely be chill with the 'adopted' children of Hera, though. Like the Iris cabin.
Cabin 3: Poseidon. Percy Jackson, baby. I don't believe they really compete over much unless its an actual competition or game. They work together just fine. Good friends, only gay sex as a joke. Any other children of Poseidon (that aren't supposed to exist either), Jason wouldn't really talk to. Percy would probably be too protective of them for Jason to have much to do with them.
Cabin 4: Demeter. The Demeter kids would always be asking him if he could change the weather for their gardens. He doesn't. He's too worried that if he tried it would get too out of hand and ruin their gardens. Some of them think the gesture is sweet. Others are more annoyed that he won't try. Cause he's literally the son of Jupiter, he should be able to control his powers. And he can. But he isn't risking it. They probably get along pretty well.
Cabin 5: Ares. The Ares kids are always challenging him to duels and asking to spar. He usually agrees, granted it's a friendly thing. They want to make their dad proud by defeating the son of Jupiter. They don't. Jason wins, and then gives them pointers. This makes them want to fight him more. If he thought it wasn't a friendly thing, he wouldn't fight them unless they actually attacked him. He'd always try to talk through the issue. Jason fully believes he isn't anyone special because his dad is the king of the gods. He thinks they want to spar with him because he genuinely is one of the best and most experienced fighters. Cause that's how Camp Jupiter is. Overall, they probably wouldn't get along well naturally. Zeus wasn't the biggest fan of Ares, so their kids wouldn't be inclined to be playmates or anything. But Jason would always try to work well with them.
Cabin 6: Athena. One of the best combinations. Jason and the Athena kids would be working together constantly. Sparring tips, doing research, teaching younger campers. Jason is built for leadership despite how much he never wanted it. Athena kids want to lead and earn their glory. He would absolutely support them on anything they decided.
Cabin 7: Apollo. I refuse to believe Jason died in TOA. It all happened, but he didn't die. Just no. The Apollo kids would be incredibly grateful for Jason not letting their dad die, especially after he actually started being a good dad. Jason would try to relax with the Apollo kids if he ever got a break. They'd all definitely be great friends.
Cabin 8: Artemis. Thalia Grace. Need I say more?
Cabin 9: Hephaestus. They'd love each other. Hephaestus was not treated great by Zeus and Hera at all. Jason would 100% try to make up for that. AND Jason always tried to befriend the outcasted kids. Hephaestus was one. Leo certainly loved Jason. The potential for Valgrace to be canon was insane. And the electricity. He could charge anything they made. He's strong too. Definitely able to hold up heavy machinery while they worked. He'd be amazing with the Hephaestus cabin.
Cabin 10: Aphrodite. Piper Mclean. Her siblings would love him. The younger Aphrodite kids would look up to Piper so much, so the fact that things ended 'amicably' between them would mean so much. Jason would be caught up on Piper for a long time, and would avoid the Aphrodite cabin for a while. But once he came around, he was there to stay. They were his siblings too, in his eyes. He'd steer them away from the whole rite of passage thing and encourage them to find the person they want to spend the rest of their life with. And he'd understand if they didn't. Jason was so sweet to them, but I can't image that he would date another child of Aphrodite.
Cabin 11: Hermes. Probably a pretty neutral thing. The Hermes kids tend to be tricksters and rule breakers, which Jason is not. He'd try to keep them in line, but he'd also want to maintain a good impression with them. He'd love to make friends with them. He had heard about Luke from Thalia, and he wouldn't forget that. Thalia did throw him off a cliff. But he would never hold Luke's betrayal against them.
Cabin 12: Dionysus. Jason wouldn't be a fan of the Dionysus cabin parties that were definitely against the rules. Dionysus let them happen anyway. The Dionysus kids would try to get Jason to let loose and forget about his responsibilities for a while. It didn't work, but he did appreciate their effort.
Cabin 13: Hades. NICO MOTHERFUCKING DI ANGELO. They're besties of course. If Bianca lived, she would like Jason purely because Nico liked Jason. I don't remember a lot about canon Bianca, but I can't imagine she would really be friends with Jason. Hazel and Jason were absolutely friends. She missed him when he went missing. And Jason always tried to befriend outcasts, and Hades wasn't considered an Olympian despite literally being the king of the underworld, and Nico was outcasted too much for literally no reason. (I love Nico.) Jason would be great with the Hades cabin.
Cabin 14: Iris. Jason briefly met Butch Walker. It wasn't much of anything. The Iris cabin would love Jason. Hera absolutely adores children of Iris because their mother is her personal messenger. Jason is the champion of Juno. So of course being loved by the queen of the gods would put them together too often. They would make pride flags and hold them up to him, silently asking if he's queer. He doesn't understand what they're doing. Genuinely clueless. He just praises their work. Awesome pride flags.
Cabin 15: Hypnos. Jason and the Hypnos kids. With Jason's PTSD induced insomnia, what better combination? They would absolutely be willing to help him sleep at night. The problem isn't even nightmares, he just cannot fall asleep. The Hypnos cabin would let him sleep in there at any time. And Jason would do anything in return. He takes any gesture of kindness towards him very very seriously. He would do anything for the Hypnos kids.
Cabin 16: Nemesis. Mutual respect. The Nemesis kids respect Jason so much. They can sense that he's done so much good and so many bad things have happened to him AND HE'S STILL A GOOD PERSON. They look up to him so much. They have a lot of adoration or maybe even obsession with this man. Jason respects them in turn. He appreciates how they want justice, they want everyone to be equal, and everyone has to follow the rules. They work incredibly well together. The Nemesis kids can link up their powers with an ally so they're in perfect balance during a fight, and holy shit do they do that with Jason. Jason and the Nemesis cabin is unstoppable. Jason by himself is unstoppable (HE DID NOT DIE I SWEAR), so the Nemesis kids being able to put themselves on par with him is insane. But they cannot spar with each other. The Nemesis kids know that Jason deserves to get revenge more than anybody they've ever met (and Percy, Annabeth, Leo, etc.). They just cannot fight against him under any circumstances. They would let him beat them every single time. He would get very frustrated that they wouldn't even try.
Cabin 17: Nike. Honestly, not the best relationship at camp. Definitely not the worst though. Nike kids tend to believe there can only be one victor and that life is an individual game, no teams. Jason wants everyone to win together. Equality amongst everyone. And the Nike kids 100% stand a chance against Jason. They can influence the outcome of any competition, so the chances of them beating Jason in anything skyrocket. But they also know that when it comes to survival they have to work together. They do tend to push in favor of Jason then. But usually, it's the Nike kids VS. Jason Grace. And Jason just wants peace between them.
Cabin 18: Hebe. The Hebe cabin practically worships Jason. They always wanted a relationship with someone like their mother's husband. And Hebe married Heracles, son of Zeus. So when Jason showed up to camp, they got all fancy and fawned over him. Though they did the same thing with Thalia. Jason was not a fan of the attention. He never wanted to be a leader. So when all these attractive, young demigods start begging for his attention, he felt really awkward. And he was raised at Camp Jupiter, where they value skill over parentage greatly. He did not like getting attention because of who his dad was. He wanted to prove himself through his skill. He did not want to be his father. He spends a lot of time avoiding the Hebe cabin, but he is always polite when he can't.
Cabin 19: Tyche. Jason is on relatively good terms with the Tyche cabin. The Tyche kids do have an illegal gambling room set up in their cabin, which Jason is not very happy about. He doesn't try to stop them though. Their ability to give people chronic bad luck stops people from reporting it. And Mr. D doesn't care anyways. If Chiron shut it down, he'd just help them set it back up. The Tyche kids do admire Jason because somehow he's managed to survive for so long. Abandoned by his mother, raised by wolves, was a child soldier his entire life. They figured their mother must like him if he's survived that long, so they like him too.
Cabin 20: Hecate. Half of the Hecate kids like him, and the other half don't. It's mostly the judgey ones that don't like him. The ones that do like him look up to his power and skill and status. They are the Hecate kids that accept Hazel as their own sibling. The ones that don't like him think he isn't very powerful for a son of Jupiter and is weaker than them. They also typically are the ones that are jealous of Hazel for being their mother's favorite. Hecate kids typically use their powers to enhance other camper's powers. They can lend their magic to others to have a greater effect. They do this with Jason. He works well with the Hecate kids when they're willing to.
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girlkisser13 · 2 months ago
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nike cabin headcanons
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children of nike
• they ALWAYS wear nike and are offended when other campers wear other sports brands like adidas or under armour.
• contrary to popular belief, the children of victory aren't just victorious at everything, they have to work twice as hard as everyone else, then nike helps them out once she's seen that they've really tried their absolute best.
• they are able to identify their opponent’s weaknesses just by looking at them.
• every time there's a world cup of any sport, chiron has to put a gigantic tv in the big house because they WILL riot if he doesn't.
• demigods receive a special card that gives them discounts at all nike stores. if you're her child, you get to test out the new shoes as they're making them.
• they have random game nights in their cabin but because they’re all to proud to loose, it always ends up in fights and arguments.
• everyone who has ever won the olympics is somehow related to nike or has received a blessing from her.
• sore losers. all of them.
• nike claims her children with a shining laurel crown with "we are the champions" playing triumphantly in the background.
• in relationships, they are always the first to say "i love you."
• they have amazing grades because they try so hard to be the best in each class.
• nike grows more powerful by the day, as the brand becomes so popular worldwide, she’s just strolling around on olympus in limited edition jordan’s.
• demigod athletes have to wear nike apparel (whatever is required for their respective sport) or risk losing.
• they have a form of probability manipulation, similar to domino (from marvel), though not as powerful.
• they also have tactile vision, allowing them to see multiple possible outcomes and their chances of success, allowing them to choose the best strategy.
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cabin exterior
• the most prominent feature would be large, golden wings spread across the front of the cabin, symbolizing nike’s role as the goddess of victory. these wings shimmer in the sunlight, radiating an aura of triumph.
• the cabin has sleek marble columns in front, resembling an ancient greek stadium or a temple, reflecting the athletic and competitive spirit of nike. the marble is polished and gleaming, representing perfection and excellence.
• the walls of the cabin are adorned with intricate carvings of laurel wreaths, an ancient symbol of victory and honor. these wrap around the windows and doorways, giving the cabin a regal, triumphant look.
• flags and banners surround the cabin, each representing different types of victories: athletic, battle, and personal achievements. they flutter in the wind, constantly shifting as new victories are celebrated by the children of victory.
• eternal flames in sleek, bronze cauldrons flank the cabin’s entrance, symbolizing the ongoing pursuit of victory. these flames could burn brightly, reminiscent of the olympic flame, representing the endless drive for success.
• the entire cabin could have subtle gold accents— door handles, window frames, and even gold leaf in the carvings— that glisten in the sunlight, representing the rewards and glory that come with victory.
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cabin interior
• the walls are lined with shelves and cases filled with trophies, medals, and awards. these range from ancient relics symbolizing past victories to more modern trophies from recent camper accomplishments in camp activities and quests.
• the cabin has an area dedicated to fitness and training, featuring weights, punching bags, and other athletic equipment. the children of victory are encouraged to always stay in peak physical condition, with personal training goals and schedules.
• in the corners of the room, there are statues of nike in various poses, each holding a different symbol of victory, such as a palm branch, a laurel wreath, or a pair of wings. these statues would inspire her children to pursue greatness.
• their beds are sleek, with black and gold color schemes. each bed has a personal shelf where a camper can display small tokens of their individual victories, like medals or keepsakes from successful quests.
• the lights hanging from the ceiling are shaped like laurel wreaths, softly glowing in gold. this symbolizes the constant chase for victory, illuminating the cabin with an energy of ambition.
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cabin traditions
• at the end of every week, they hold a "victory tally" where campers gather to recount their personal and group wins. each member gets a chance to share their victories, no matter how big or small— whether they aced a sparring match, helped in a quest, or dominated in capture the flag.
• after significant victories— be it a camp-wide event like capture the flag, a quest, or an individual competition— they hold a laurel crowning ceremony.
• the victor is is crowned with a handmade laurel wreath by the head of the cabin. this ceremony is held in front of the cabin as a symbol of personal glory, accompanied by cheering and applause. the wreath is displayed in the cabin until the next victory.
• once a month, the cabin organizes their own "olympics" with a full day dedicated to competition. events include everything from traditional sports like footraces and discus throws to more camp-centric activities like archery, sword fighting, and obstacle courses.
• everyone competes fiercely, and the winners are awarded medals made by hephaestus cabin. it’s not only about winning but also about pushing yourself to the limit in true nike fashion.
• every year, they hold an annual wing race in honor of their mother’s iconic wings. campers compete in a series of races across different terrains: foot races, obstacle courses, and long-distance endurance races. the winner earns the coveted title of "wingbearer" for the year, and they get to wear a pair of specially-crafted, decorative wings (created by hephaestus cabin) during important camp ceremonies and events.
• every winter solstice, they light a large brazier outside their cabin with a special flame called the flame of victory. this flame must be kept burning throughout the winter until the first day of spring.
• the entire cabin works together to defend the flame, but other campers are allowed to "challenge" them by attempting to put out the flame in mock battles. if the flame stays lit until spring, it’s seen as a sign of endurance and strength, and a special celebration is held.
• for campers who achieve monumental victories, the cabin has a tradition of getting small, magical tattoos (thanks to a collaboration with the hephaestus cabin) that symbolize their greatest triumphs.
• these could be small laurel wreaths, wings, or other symbols of nike. each tattoo glows faintly gold and serves as a reminder of their greatest achievements. only major victories like quests or major camp events qualify for a victory tattoo.
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darkwitchingflower · 3 months ago
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Cabin 17 - Nike - Headcannons
(Sorry this has taken a while I've had like no motivation whatsoever)
Literal embodiment of British primary school sports days
Like I'm not kidding, Nike kids were always that one kid who took the whole thing SO seriously like it's nuts
I honestly dread to think about the Athena kids and Nike kids playing games together, like as team they'd be amazing but as competition god help us all
Number 1 competitors
Ohhh imagine Ares cabin as part of that team too oml
They literally refuse to wear Addidas branded things
Like this one Nike camper wore Addidas once and it took alot for their siblings to forgive them
While Nike is the goddess of strength too, it comes in many forms physical, mental, emotional strengths in a particular talent like the cabin is such a diverse place that has campers who are completely different yet entirely the same
She's also the goddess of victory so even having one of her kids at your side during a competition is like having a lucky charm
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witchhazelevesque · 10 months ago
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I love the idea of Leo loving Hestia, but since they never interacted/ no one’s seemed to tell him about her, the god he’d most likely make sacrifice to if he stayed at camp would be Asclepius
(maybe Nike if he felt it was worth the risk of reminding her about them abducting and sticking her in a pegasus stable. Occasionally Nemesis if he’s feeling some kind of way [usually about Hazel and Frank] and once Hera but he doesn’t like to dwell on that)
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thecabinsixwitch · 7 months ago
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chb cabin aesthetics: 13/?
🏆🗡️ Nike - Cabin 17 🪽🥇
You are the best / You seem to stand out from the rest / Ooh, your intentions / To be more than an honorable mention / You must feel that victory / Release that energy and ride like the wind / With fire in your eyes, shake those butterflies / Go ahead and go for the win now
“Victory” - Kool & the Gang
(feel free to send me moodboard requests!)
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katiefromcabin7 · 2 months ago
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What colours do you associate with each God/Cabin?
I made this with my best guess and when google actually gave me an answer but what do you guys think?
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I also associate Hera with like Royal Blue but I’m not sure why?
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pjo-ship-polls · 4 days ago
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Athena
These are only for romantic pairings, not platonic.
The ships in the polls are the twelve (12) most popular ships for each character based on the number of fics on AO3. However, Athena isn't shipped with twelve different people and so there are only eleven (11) options for her poll.
F.A.Q.
Ship List:
Athena/Percy (perthena)
Athena/Frederick (fredethena)
Athena/Poseidon (atheidon)
Athena/Nike (athenike) 
Athena/Annabeth (athenabeth)
Athena/Annabeth/Percy (perthenabeth) 
Athena/Hermes (hermathena) 
Athena/Drew (drethena) 
Athena/Leo (valthena) 
Athena/Piper (pipethena) 
Athena/Sally (salthena) 
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kekaki-cupcakes · 1 year ago
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I dare you - Leo V x gn child of Nike/Reader
part one
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It wasn’t his fault. Really, it wasn’t.
How would Leo have known that challenging a child of Nike would turn out badly for him?
It wasn’t his fault they’d been so cocky, crossing their arms across their chest and doing that thing where they stick their chin up in the air slightly and stare him down with a raised eyebrow. It was infuriating… It was also really hot, but that wasn’t the point.
They had that ‘I'm better than you and I know it’ look in their glimmering eyes, so of course Leo had to smirk back at them and say, ‘prove it’.
That was how he found himself trying to work out the difference between a gold tipped spear and a double bladed spear in the weapons shed. Honestly, he didn’t know nor did he want to know all the different ways he could gut someone, but it was either hide in the musty wooden shed or become one of those gutted people. Leo wasn’t exactly a combat fighter, but he had dug himself into this hole, and he had to do something about it.                                                                                                                                                                                                  
He doubted anyone else was awake, and if it was up to him he’d walk back across the dewy grass and hop back into his warm bed. But then he thought of the satisfied look they’d get on their face, and he grabbed the least scary looking spear off the rack and took a deep breath. 
Once he’d made it over to the arena, they were already standing there, wearing the basic orange Camp Half-Blood shirt paired with black tracksuits, and… adidas sneakers, Leo noticed with a chuckle. When they made eye contact, his hand grew sweaty and he nearly dropped the spear, only just managing to catch it and not make a fool of himself. Yet. 
Curse his stupid stubbornness and need to prove himself. 
“C’mon Valdez, you chickening out already?”
“Nuh uh,” he muttered, sticking his tongue out at the way too excited for someone who woke up before the sun did, child of Nike. “You’re the chicken.”
Not his best work, he had to admit. Leo’s breath formed a cloud in the cold air, and he bounced on the balls of his feet, feeling anxiety growing in his gut. There was no way he could get out of it now, so he just had to put up a good fight. And hope the small crowd already gathering would go away.
Jason gave him a pathetic looking thumbs up and Piper just took out her vintage camcorder, the one Shel had bought her a while ago, with a smirk. When he glared at her, she brushed one plait over her shoulder and mouthed back, ‘you’re fucked.’ 
The rest of the Nike cabin [which was only really the twins] had come over too, elbowing each other as they ran to get the highest seat in the stands. They didn’t seem to have any worrie about the outcome of the dual, which only made Leo more sure of how, in Pipers words, fucked he was. He was briefly distracted by his inevitable death when his opponent twirled their golden tipped spear, the weapon of Nike herself, around a few times. “Are you gonna keep staring, or you gonna fight me?”
Leo knew which one of those options he preferred, and with a gulp, he did the opposite. The spear was heavy in his hands and the canvas grip shifted around awkwardly. “Fight you, obviously. What else would I be here for?”
“I dunno, maybe my stunningly good looks?” They pushed up multiple coloured bracelets from where they sat around their wrists, and moved quickly into a fighting stance, the spear tilted in a way that made the tip gleam in the only just rising sun. 
He gulped, and tried to copy their stance. They had already pounced at him, a wicked grin on their lips as the sound of metal clanging together echoed through the arena. He winced and took a few steps back, adjusting his grip as he tried to hold his defense. “Ah shit.”
Dust was churned up in their wake, and he lost count of how many times they spun circles around him. They poked and prodded with their spear. His only option was to jab randomly with his own, blocking the attacks pitifully. 
He ran out of breath quickly. Someone called out something in the distance. A stitch formed in his side. His misused weapon went flying, and landed meters away when a particular twist of the gold tipped spear caught him off guard. 
Then there was a dull jab behind his leg and something hard slammed into him from behind with no warning. 
Electric volts of pain shot up his spine, and his breath decided to leave as quickly as his pride when he realized he was already on the sawdust-y ground. An ache was growing in the base of skull as he gasped for breath, his lungs being squeezed by invisible hands. He was prodded in the chest, and he half expected to see Will Solace frowning above him with a defibrillator in hand.
Instead his crossed eyes were met with a spear tip and a smirk. Leo groaned and threw his head back, which only made the pain worse. He raised a hand over his eyes to block them from the assault of the sun, “okay, okay, you won.”
His opponent, with their stupid cocky grin and an eyebrow piercing he’d never noticed before, bent down and put a hand flecked with scars around their ear. “Pardon me, what was that?”
He glared back at them as they stood above, holding their spear out lazily as the tip rested on his heaving chest, probably poking a hole in the orange shirt he wore on top of his white long sleeve. Apparently his spite only made it all the more funny, because he got another held tilt. “What made you think you could beat someone literally born of strength, speed, and victory, of all things?”
Then to his surprise, was offered a hand up. 
 “Uhm, thanks.” He blinked, and then took the offer, brushing sawdust and sand off himself. 
They nodded at him in return and retrieved his long lost spear, holding it under their arm as they made their way back over. Leo ignored the exaggerated cheers on his behalf coming from where his friends sat. 
“Why did you say you could fight?” He was asked, while they grabbed their water bottle. It had a few faded converse logo stickers on it. “You obviously can’t, why’d you challenge me?”
Their tone wasn’t even rude or overly confident, like it had been a moment before, and Leo realized they were genuinely curious. He shrugged, hands in his pockets as they carried the spears back over to the weapon shed.
He followed them, “you would too, wouldn’t you?”
They thought for a moment, a little crease between their eyebrows that he sort of wanted to smooth out. “I suppose I would, but that’s sort of my whole thing, isn’t it? Beating people, taking up every dare, following through with every idea or thought i’ve ever had, never backing down from a challenge because otherwise it’ll kill me… complaining about my OCD.”
Leo might be bad at social interactions, but even he could see the little admission slipped in the end there, and he figured it’d probably be kinder to not mention it. 
“It won’t actually kill you?” He tried not to let worry slip into his voice. “Will it?”
“Not physically… Not that I know of.” They opened the swinging wooden gate to the weapons shed, letting a stream of light into the dusty little room. They waved a hand absently, like that would explain what they were trying to say. “What I mean, is like, I'd never let it go. It’d just sit in the back of my head until I die, telling me that I should’ve done it, that I'll never live it down.”
“Must be exhausting.”
“When I was eight, Butch asked me to fill in for his shift cleaning the stables. I said no, because I wanted to make friendship bracelets with Drew instead.” They took a deep breath. “I didn’t go to sleep that night, because it was all I could think about. I snuck out that night to clean the stables, even though Butch had had to do it anyway, but..I just.. I had to do it. 
They pointed at their bicep, and Leo had to draw his eyes away from their muscles and back to the long jagged scars stretching from their elbow to where they disappeared to underneath the sleeve of the orange top. 
“The Harpy’s found me.”
Leo’s stomach dropped down to his scuffed shoes, his breath catching. He couldn’t imagine thoughts spiraling so much they’d get you injured. His voice sounded too hollow to convey his emotions when he spoke. “Oh…that, like, really sucks…. You can’t do anything about it?”
“Me, Holly, and Laurel all have medication now, but it only just takes the edge off it. Upside is, I don’t break pinky promises, I guess.” They didn’t look over at him, just stacked the spears up on the rack in the correct order, and then picked up a stray shield from the ground and popped it back onto the hooks jutting from the walls. 
Then their eyes widened, the white of them showing as if they only just realized how open they were being. “Anyway, uh, maybe don’t try challenging anyone else at a duel again.”                                                        They cleared their throat and moved to the door, grabbing the rusty lock off the little shelf. Part of it fell out of place and onto the ground with a small thud. 
The way the poor lock was being glared at, it could’ve killed someone. Leo picked it up gently, hoping not to lose any of the small parts. “Oh, I can just-”
“You don’t think I can use a screwdriver?” He was asked with narrowed eyes as he pulled a few tools out of his belt. Even his nimble fingers couldn’t fix something this old and broken.
Leo shrugged, holding his hands up in defense. “I didn’t think fixing things is your area of expertise, but if-”
“Okay, you’re on.”
He shook his head, not wanting to rope the child of Nike into a challenge that’d rot in their brain and force them to go through with it. ���Wait! No that wasn’t a challenge, you don’t have to-”
They shook their head back at him just as quickly, folding their arms like that would seal the deal. The way they looked down at Leo made him want to agree with anything they said though, so maybe they did have some reasoning behind it. “Tomorrow, the forgery, I'm gonna beat you.”
“At what?” He scoffed, fiddling with the lock in his hands, and pulling one of the wires back into place. Then he pulled the screwdriver back out of his toolbelt and screwed the bolt back. “Building?”
“Exactly.”
“Well if you’re gonna make it a thing, you can’t host a competition like this in the forge, we’re going to bunker nine.” He said back, jutting his chin out as they moved him out of the way and shut the door behind them. 
He passed them the fixed lock, as they stuck their tongue out at him. “You’re on, Valdez.”
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collagedotorg · 7 months ago
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Nike
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6vaguebook · 9 months ago
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Kinda upset neither Percy nor Leo threw an Adidas shoes in Nike's face in BOO. I've been robbed I tell you
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Requested by @tomhollandsteacup
(Idk how to reply to comments as a blog yet, I’m literally so new to this.)
But they requested a playlist for children of Nike!
Idk I just got the vibe that children of Nike would listen to Phonk.
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enehana · 3 months ago
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Nike Cabin Headcanons
They’re constantly pressured to be perfect at everything.
They don’t burn out easily, but when they do it’s really really bad.
Their fatal flaw tends to be hubris. Believing they’re better than everyone else at everything. Which is usually true. But it’s the mindset.
They don’t get along with the Nemesis cabin very well. Constant winning whether it’s deserved or not and balance don’t exactly go too well together.
They’re unstoppable with the Tyche cabin. Luck and victory. Who would’ve thought?
Their parents are incredibly talented people. Nobel prize winners, Olympic athletes, Taylor Swift, etc.
They have the ability to influence the outcome of an event. Gambling, fighting, academics, etc.
They’re not great at teamwork. They all want to be an individual victor. No one can be better than them.
Their mom doesn’t like them very much. She doesn’t believe they’re as good as they could be, though they’re some of the most impressive demigods at camp. 
They love conflict. They’ll argue over anything. They’ll throw the first punch almost every time.
They get along incredibly well with children of war gods. Ares, Athena, etc. 
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crowandthefics · 2 months ago
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“A victors pyre”
Another story for the titan army killer au!
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Lou Ellen stood over the body of Neil. She had gone for a walk in the woods when she found him in the creek with cuts and gashes. Another death.
Lou Ellen crouched next to the boy. “Hey, Neil,” she started, sighing. “Let’s get your body back to camp.”
Lou Ellen grabbed his arms and carried/dragged the son of Nike back to the camp.
Valentina saw Lou Ellen coming back into camp, at first she smiled and waved, then saw the body. She ran over to help.
“Another dead?” Valentina asked. She helped carry Neil.
Lou Ellen nodded.
“He looks horrible,” Valentina said.
“I found him in the creek,” Lou Ellen started a sentence, but gets choked up and lets out a sob.
Valentina sighed. “Where are we taking him?”
“Big house, to Chiron to organize a funeral,” she replied.
The girls approached the big house, Chiron was on the porch and saw them approaching.
“Ah, children-“
“Shut up.” Lou Ellen hissed. “We come bringing another dead.”
Chirons face morphed into sympathy, though Lou Ellen knew it was fake. “Another accident,” he said.
“Another murder.” Lou Ellen stated at the same time as Valentina yelled; “A Fucking Murder!”
Chiron shook his head. “We can’t jump to conclusions so early.”
“There’s a pattern, within the last month four ex titan army soldiers have been killed, and two have received mysterious threats. This can’t be just accidents.” Valentina glared at Chiron.
Chiron sighed. “We’ll hold a pyre tonight, place him in the spare bedroom for now.”
The girls exchanged a glance before carrying Neil to the spare room of the big house.
Once they were out chirons sight Lou Ellen looked at Valentina. “I’ll take him to bed, you go find our crew, we need to talk again.”
Valentina nodded, and gave Lou Ellen a hug before leaving.
Lou Ellen cleaned herself off before going to the hearth where the “crew” was. The crew consisted of the people who actually cared about the issue of murders. It included; Drew Tanaka, Lou Ellen, Valentina, James step, desire brown, Milly Anderson and Marrie jones. It used to include Neil until… well, his death.
“Lou Ellen!” Desire called.
“Hey, desire, are you ok?” Lou Ellen asked, desire and Neil had been good friends.
Desire shrugged. “One of us was gonna drop soon.”
That earned a laugh from Milly. “We’re all so pessimistic,” she said.
James looked at her. “What else are we meant to be, Mill?” He asked.
“Hopefully?” She suggested.
“We are literally dropping like flies and all our support is Drew of all people!” Marrie laughed.
Drew huffed.
“Arguing won’t get us anywhere,” Valentina said.
“Neither is sitting around,” Milly replied.
At this point, Clovis arrived. “Hey… sorry I’m late I was asleep.” He yawned.
“Nice to have you.” Milly pulled him to sit.
The crew had given up on talking about the deaths after that, it was to hard for all of them. They resort to joking around till the dinner conch horn sounded and everyone went to find their cabins.
“Valentina, Marrie, come on let’s find our idiots,” Drew sighed.
At dinner, Chiron announced Neil’s death and that the campfire would be a pyre.
At the funeral, Lou Ellen and Nico light the pyre and do the rites. Technically it should just be Nico, but Lou Ellen insisted another ex-TA soldier help, and she was qualified as a counselor and child of the underworld. Nico didn’t argue.
The crew labeled Neil as a victor, though no one else saw it, they knew he would have gone down fighting, and definitely left the killer at least injured.
Good thing Lou Ellen had ties in the infirmary, but that’s another story another day.
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