#not only was she a child but she had not been involved in the Greek pantheon long enough to really know what she was pledging herself too

[landofgodsxmonsters]

My temptation to make a version of Bianca who is Persephone & Maria's daughter (well Nico is still Hades & Maria's daughter) is sO STRONG

[bayetea]

jason and hazel's beef in hoo was always way more interesting than whatever percy and jason had going on sorry. the differences in gravity and intrigue in the jason/hazel relationship vs jason/percy are only further compounded by the ways they're connected and the ways that their stories are similar

because 1. they have a HISTORY they knew each other before he went missing!!!!! they were in the fifth cohort together!!!! hazel is the ONLY person in the prophecy 7 that was in jason's life before he disappeared and had his memories stolen. yes they didn't know each other well but if you ask me that was just a bad writing choice rick made. can you imagine if they used to be friends/if jason had grown to be a big brother figure to hazel only to go missing for months and then they have a very awkward reunion on the argo because he barely remembers her and then she's even more betrayed because he doesn't wanna save nico initially. the drama. we could have had it all man

2. beef between a son of poseidon and a child of zeus/jupiter from the grace family? yeah been there done that why are we doing this again (and it was way more engaging the first time). god I wish we had gotten a big fight between a child of jupiter and a child of pluto instead

3. their issues regarding nico were way more high stakes than the silly alpha male posturing rick was trying to force between jason and percy especially considering how mega nerfed jason is written in hoo because no one's allowed to be on equal footing with percy

4. the tacit layer of betrayal in jason being hazel's ex-centurion/praetor only to end up preferring chb (to be clear this particular conflict belongs to jason and reyna and is more impactful between them - but since hazel is actually on the argo and reyna isn't she can still be an opportunity for this camp jupiter/camp half-blood conflict to be explored with jason)

5. I'm just gonna say it - I think hazel ought to have complicated feelings about white authority figures in a military camp as a black girl from the freaking jim crow era (not that this would have ever been explored satisfactorily in the books because as far as rick is concerned hazel is colorblind and hardly ever thinks about race despite growing up segregated. which is crazy unrealistic but whatever)

6. something something about the parallels that jason and hazel have about making hard choices about their pasts in order to have a more fulfilling future

7. this isn't necessarily interesting in and of itself but I just think it's neat that they're both big three roman kids with greek siblings that they didn't grow up with. what could have been interesting is jason seeing how close hazel and nico are and feeling some type of way about everything he never got to have with thalia and some exploration into how that impacts his feelings about the rescue mission. I'm starving for more grace sibling content by the way

8. they both have really awkward romantic conflicts in their pasts that intrude upon the present (whether he and reyna were ever even slightly romantically involved or not) because the jason/reyna thing is written as a initial source of conflict/uncertainty for jiper in the same way that hazel/leo (sammy) was a conflict for frazel to grapple with. this is interesting to me because like... hazel is connected to reyna and jason is connected to leo. like there could have been a moment of connection over letting go of pasts loves to wholeheartedly pursue new ones in the way that both of them are (were) with piper and frank

9. they both died. this bullet is a joke but I just thought I should put it here

10. percy is a well-established character and hazel and jason are new in hoo. percy has 50 povs in hoo and hazel has 28. economically speaking it would just be a more effective use of your limited pages to spend more time developing important interactions and conflicts between two new characters (esp new big three kids) who already have a more interesting foundation than the one involving our previous protagonist of 5 entire books

11. beryl grace and marie levesque. think about this for a second. ok that's all

12. both had their pasts taken away from them from major deities and are continually haunted and influenced by their presence throughout hoo

imo hazel and jason are the most weirdly written new additions to the main cast but I strongly feel that rick severely underutilized the way that characters like those two could play off of each other. hazel isn't just a sweet little cinnamon roll she is passionate and contemplative and morose and guilt-ridden and jason isn't just a bland rule-follower he is kind and committed and loyal and conflicted and they're both painfully self-sacrificing and I just think it's such a shame that these two characters with great concepts on paper and so many obvious threads to connect them didn't get as much as attention as.... whatever happened in kansas did

and I mean if you like the jason/percy conflict that's fine, but I think it's worthwhile to compare the merit of them because rick chose to centralize and build up to one more than the other when he had such perfect material to expand on the other instead and I think that says something about his biases. and I think part of the issue is that rick struggles with strengthening tension and applying complexity to conflicts between male/female characters that aren't romantic or onesidedly antagonistic like clarisse/percy. we have several noteworthy conflicts between male characters but when women are involved it's like rick doesn't know how to put them on equal footing and apply platonic depth. imo this is just another reason why big three girls (hazel/thalia/bianca) don't get to be as powerful and transformative in the overall narrative as big three guys (percy/jason/nico). all this world-changing narrative weight is afforded to big three kids but hazel in particular is weirdly excluded from all of that and doesn't get to have much impactful interconnectedness with the prophecy or with other big three kids. what happened to big three kids being super dangerous when put together or when they're on opposing sides of conflicts!!!!!!!! we had impactful percy/thalia and percy/nico and jason/percy and jason/nico conflict where is the fleshed out jason/hazel beef - it's right there!

anyways tldr all I'm saying is that jason and hazel complement each other well and rick was too hung up on the Colliding Of Alpha Male Strong Dudes (that he didn't even write well) to see everything that hazel and jason could have had instead

[deathmetalunicorn1]

You can ignore this if it's too much, but I remember you writing a small request involving a Percy Jackson crossover with Record of Ragnarok? One where a child of Loki falls into the Ragnarok dimension? Well... can I request something similar?

Like instead of just the child of the god falling through a portal alone, their mortal mother gets dragged along.

Like a child of Hades or Poseidon, since in the books (excuse me my knowledge on PJO is a bit faded) Neither of these gods are supposed to have kids because of an oath. So, when Zeus found out, he tries to kill the demigod child along with their mother, only for the pair to fall through a portal into Valhalla... where a different version of their father lives.

Neither Hades or Poseidon are prepared for the sudden fatherhood, but they're charmed by their new child... and the child's mother.

-It had been a chance encounter, running with your mother, the two of you trying to get away from the enraged Zeus, while your ‘father’ did nothing, not willing to stand against his brother.

-It wasn’t your fault that your father, Poseidon, had ignored the rule set by the Greek gods in not having anymore children, making demigods like you. It wasn’t your fault that you were born, and your mother raised you on her own.

-However, Zeus was not to be reasoned with, not willing to listen to your words or your mothers, as the two of you were more easily taken care of compared to his brother.

-You were desperate for help from anyone as you clutched your mother’s hand, trying to flee from a god, and by the grace of someone merciful, a swirling portal appeared in the pond you were hiding near, glowing brightly with sparkles.

-You hesitated, only for a moment before holding onto your mother, “Let’s go mama!” she was scared too, but held your hand as the two of you leapt into the portal which closed instantly behind you.

-You landed hard on your rear and your mother behind you, landing a bit more gracefully before you opened your eyes and froze, seeing Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon there, but they were different, they weren’t like the ones from your world.

-You immediately stood, standing in front of your mother to protect her, your eyes sharp as Zeus approached, an amused look on his face, “Oh ho~~~ seems like this is another one of the demigod children from another world. It looks like you two have had a rough time.”

-You were distrusting of these three before Hades came over, offering an explanation on how a few portals had opened from your world to this world, for the children of the gods, bringing them here where it’s safer for them.

-Your mother put her hand on your shoulder, listening to them, “Are we truly safe here?” Hades nodded softly, seeing her concern and she relaxed, sighing softly.

-Zeus felt a bit sheepish when you told him how that Zeus had been the one chasing you two, trying to kill you despite it was your father, Poseidon who broke the rule.

-When Zeus heard that Poseidon was your father, he was quickly on the ground, dying from laughter, pointing at Poseidon who looked surprised to learn this, that you were his child from another world.

-Poseidon knew it was karma for being kind of a pain all these years when he agreed to take you both in, as you were his child, that you were a sassy pants, not trusting him as you hated the Poseidon from your world for abandoning your mother.

-You were a bright child however, full of life and personality, despite it being a rough personality at times, but Poseidon could see so much of himself in you, as you were determined, and you loved the ocean.

-Surprisingly, your mother warmed up to Poseidon pretty quickly, as she was witty and sassy as well, being able to take the god by surprise a few times in their conversations and it was hard for him not to fall for her.

-You were, not surprisingly, a little salty about this, as you didn’t fully trust this Poseidon, thinking he was like your real sperm donor, but your parents took it all in stride, letting you cope in your own time but not forcing you.

-It took time, as well as meeting some of the other kids from your world who came to this world, to learn that these gods were not the same as the gods back in your original world. They were willing to be parents to the children who were abandoned.

-Poseidon took you out one day, on a suggestion from your mother, for ice cream and as the two of you sat on the beach together, you turned your head away from him, “Thanks dad.”

-He almost dropped his ice cream but when he looked at you, you were still turned away, your face bright red, showing that you were a bit shy with showing emotion, just like him. He just lifted a hand to your head, ruffling softly, as the two of you enjoyed your treat.

[audreyscribes]

do you think Ariadne accepts Dionysus's children as hers too? She is very loyal to her husband, so I only see Castor, Pollux, Dakota and any other child born to Dionysus being automatically "adopted" by her too or "I'm going to mess with my husband (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)" and claim his children as her right after him do the announcement (poor kid)

i.g:

Dionysus: this one is mine, don't worry *see the sign in the kid's head* ... My grape!

(they're both extremely cute together and the kids suffers with this)

Oh yeah, I can imagine that being the case. Between her and Dionysus when Ariadne was still mortal, apparently they had a lot of demigods; so in terms of demigod children, she probably understands this is just him being a god and still loves her greatly, so it’s just probably filling a need once in a while; why else we see only a literal handful of Dionysus demigods.

So yeah, I can imagine Ariadne accepting Dionysus’ demigods as her own in a way, much like Poseidon’s godly wife, Amphitrite, being very cool to his demigod children. Heck, Amphitrite made cookies for Percy! So it’s not out of the question.

Thus insert the amount of godly shenanigans just between this husband and wife that the Dionysus’ demigods are subjected to. It's also been confirmed by Percy that Ariadne has a strange sense of humour, so yeah I can see that scenario happening a few times, which is practically all the time

What’s also nice to know is that Ariadne is the Cretan Goddess of Labyrinth and Paths, right before she was absorbed into the Greek pantheon. So you can imagine there’s some connotations…afterall, if you’ve ever been in a Labyrinth before, you probably have gotten mad trying to get out…but most importantly, just imagine getting minor blessings or gifts from Ariadne, especially those that involve weaving because of her iconic magic ball of yarn, she is considered the goddess of weaving in a sense. Prepare to get a lot of blankets/quilts, sweaters and socks for Winter Solstice/Christmas from her. There’s also a stretch to say Ariadne is to connected to her roman counterpart, Libera, is a minor goddess of wine with chthonic attributes too, so like can you imagine seeing the floating grape floating above the kid’s heads, and people thinking oh Mr. D is straight up claiming them normally, and him inwardly sighing at his wife’s antics. So very, “MY GRAPE!” 

It’ll be a very confusing but fun times ahead. 

Thanks for the ask and I hope you have a nice day! ヾ(•ω•`)o

[aliciavance4228]

Here Are A Few Things From Greek Mythology Which Not Only That Make Sense, But Are Actually Quite Briliant

1. The children of Ares (war, combat, bloodlust) and Aphrodite (beauty, sex) are: Eros (love), Anteros (requited love), Himeros (uncontrollable immediate desire), Pothos (longing desire), Harmonia (harmony), Phobos (fear) and Deimos (panic/terror); which are all of the emotions that can happen in a relationship between the foul-tempered abusive jock and the pretty girl. The ancient Greeks understood relationships.

2. Perseus is the son of Zeus. Why didn't Hera go after him or his mother? Because they're from Argos, and she's the patron of that city.

3. The story of Heracles states that Hera tricked Zeus into saying that the next king of Argos shall be the next male born. Of course, she manipulates events to happen so that Heracles's cousin Eurystheus is born first - thus making him the rightful king. But wait - Heracles has a twin. (Iphicles) So why go for his cousin, and not his fraternal twin to really rub salt in it with Zeus ("Hey, Alcmene's son is the next rightful king - Ain't no rule saying it had to be Heracles, haha!")? It makes a bit of sense actually - by making Eurystheus the next born child, she ensures that it's not Heracles. If she induced labour in Alcmene, there was still a chance Heracles could have been the first one born - and not Iphicles.

4. Why would the relatively amiable Hades kidnap Persephone to make her his bride? Well, according to some sources, he did that after asking Zeus for relationship advice. Given the fact that Zeus has raped and/or kidnapped plenty of women (and poor, minor Ganymede) just 'cause he felt like it, it isn't surprising that his advice would involve something like that.

5. Every source and most people tend to think Hades got the worst and Zeus the best of the deal when they divided up the world, but actually it's kinda balanced because all three of the brothers' domains come with some great perks. Zeus' is obvious, but consider this: Poseidon got the element that covers about two thirds of the planet, with earthquakes to boot, and for Greeks travelling by sea was something of a necessity, while Hades got all of the minerals and gemstones, and as many point out, the one biggest flaw of humanity is that the dead have always and will always outnumber the living.

6. Most stories of Andromeda mention that she was supposed to be eaten by a monster because her mother Cassiopeia blasphemed and made Poseidon mad by claiming Andromeda was more beautiful than the Nereids. All nice and good as the Nereids were supposed to be extremely beautiful, including Amphitrite, Poseidon's wife herself, but the thing comes in when you remember that the Nereids had a brother called Nerites, who was even more beautiful than them, and who was Poseidon's first serious relationship besides his wife. No wonder he got pissed off, she was badmouthing both his wife and his boyfriend!

7. There's some poetic justice in the fact that Narcissus, who saw himself as an unattainable treasure, got transformed into a flower — something that literally anybody can take and do with as they wish.

8. The anger the Olympians felt when they discovered Tantalus' crime makes even more sense when you remember that at least Hera, Poseidon, Hestia and Demeter (Hades wasn't present at the time) all know how it feels to be eaten by your own father.

For Hades' part, it certainly explains why he'd give Tantalus such a torturous punishment in the afterlife.

Made worse by Tantalus being the son of ZEUS.

9. Why are all the gods (save Hestia) prone to so much hypocrisy, violence, sexual assault, and abuse? Well, each god is typically associated with either an aspect of nature (such as the oceans, plants, weather, etc.) or emotions and biological reactions (bloodlust, love, sexuality). As such, the gods are less like people, and more akin to forces of nature; the gods, like nature, are indifferent to humanity, so sometimes they’ll harm people when they’re angry, reward people when they’re happy, etc.

10. Some of Typhon and Echidna's offspring, such as Cerberus, Ladon, the Caucasian Eagle and the Colchian Dragon were utilized by the Olympians in some way despite the fact that they were the offspring of their Nr. 1 Enemy. Sounds odd...but when you think about it, it's actually genius. It's an excellent way to prevent the monsters from running wild and destroying stuff, whilst simultaneously taking advantage of their destructive tendencies.

11. Why is Hades such a faithful husband (Leuke and Minthe were later Roman additions) when both of his brothers are pretty unfaithful? Well, Hades has a very important job that never seems to end. He’s in charge of the Underworld and since someone is always dying, Hades is always very busy which means that he didn’t have time nor interest in having affairs. Also many couples were likely to be together in death. Perhaps Hades saw through those couples what it means to be a good husband. It does help that Hades is also far more mature than his brothers.

12. Nyx is one of the few beings Zeus is too afraid to face, having let her son Hypnos get away with messing with him since he went to his mom. Why's he scared of her in particular and not other primordial deities like Gaea? Depending on the myth Nyx is the mother of many personified concepts, and that includes the Fates...aka the one force even gods like Zeus can't overcome. Imagine how outclassed Zeus'd be if he had to fight their mom!

13. Why is Hestia the least problematic deity out of all Olympians? Cronus ate five of his children, and she was in there the longest. Perhaps the reason Hestia is the sanest and nicest of the six Olympians is because she as the oldest was forced to mature faster in order to take care of her younger siblings while they were trapped in their father's stomach. Hades being the second oldest and first son similarly assumed this role as well. Then we have Demeter, then Poseidon, then Hera and Zeus. While not a perfect graph, you could graph 'reasonable behavior' as being tied to 'who spent the longest in his stomach'.

Credits: TV Tropes

[ladyhallen]

Solving the Wonder Woman Problem

So, for the past few days, I've been reading DC (specifically batman) and PJO crossover.

Let me preface this in that I only vaguely know people's origin stories in DC and that I mostly know PJO, even if slightly faded since I haven't read it in a while. I'm basing Wonder Woman's origin story from the movies.

Now, it's a delicious crossover. There's heroes (JL) and then there's Heroes (PJO Demigods). These nice, morally upright people might also have some opinion on the survival rates on demigod children, child neglect, etc. And there's also the potential hilarity of these two worlds interacting, because some abilities these kids have are just straight up terrifying and we need some normal people reactions to this shit.

But, and it's a small but, I've noticed a glaring issue.

And Yes, it's Wonder Woman.

Look, in Diana's origin story, she was crafted from clay, given life by Zeus himself and stuff. Okay, cool.

However, if both these worlds exist in the same plane of existence, it also presents a problem. Because why would Diana, who left Themyscira (who has her mother, and her sisters and was basically paradise) to fight for the good of the world of man(which, arguably, is not paradise. It's very far from it.), leave these underaged heroes to fight two wars with basically no support? Hmm?

Most authors I've found, would either do the following:

Make Diana unaware that the demigods exist, which. HMM. Sus.

Make Diana Not Care/Not Realize that the Second Titanomachy and the Second Gigantomachy was actually the war these kids were fighting.

Make Her be OffWorld at the time. (Which I haven't seen many people do?

You can see the problem.

Solution:

The Romans.

No no, don't boo. I'm not done, I'm not crazy, I have a point!

Let me Just paint the scenario for you.

It's WWII, and Diana is newly arrived to the World of Man, and she decides to fight in the war.

In the PJO books, it was said that the involvement of the demigods caused the war to escalate to crazy proportions, so it's not out of left pocket for Diana and some demigods to meet, do the spiderman pointing meme, and then realize some truths here.

But here's the thing.

What if the demigods she meets are Roman demigods?

Think about it. Those Roman kids thrive on structure. On orders. On following rules. There's only two ways a kid raised on that kind of environment would go. One, they would go completely the opposite way and be a wildcard and follow no rules, or Two, they would find comfort in the rigid structure of rules all their life.

Ergo, Roman demigods would mostly thrive in bootcamp and would probably excel at it. And then Meet Diana.

They become friends, etc, etc. It's a whole montage of two people realizing that they can relate to weird upbringings. Gotcha. (I mean, their demigod children, if not up to standards, are eaten by Lupa, WTF)

Now, how would the Romans lead to Diana not wanting to get involved in demigod affairs now?

Let's see, they called their city in Camp Jupiter New Rome. What did Rome have? A lot of assassinations, backstabbing and power grabbing. There were schemes and shit. Octavian was not an outlier, he was probably the mouthpiece a lot of discontented people in the senate.

In the PJO lore, it was said that the American Revolution was devastating to both camps, because they didn't get a long and it was implied that the Original Festus fell because the camp was invaded. Thalia's tree didn't exist yet and so the magical border of the camp didn't exist either.

Bunker Nine's existence indicates that perhaps each of the gods have their own separate buildings. Maybe Cabin 6 had a library rivaling Alexandria, maybe Cabin 12 had a vineyard and sold wines. Who knows, perhaps Cabin 3 had a waterpark to help troubled ocean animals.

But the thing is, Bunker Nine's existence can stretch that to maybe, New Athens existing. Maybe there used to be a space for Greek demigods existing. Maybe that space was destroyed when the Romans invaded.

What makes the Roman-Greek war so hard and devastating, is that both sides have advantages and disadvantages over the other.

The Romans have a clear line of command, structure, they recruit from legacies etc. It also means they don't really think on the fly once command structure is broken.

On the other hand, the Greeks are descended more closely from the gods, and thus have stronger powers. They also don't always get along and sometimes work at cross purposes when irked (see, Apollo Cabin and Ares Cabin in TLO).

Enter Diana.

Look, I know I know that people's memories were erased so that both camps didn't know of the other's existence and that the American Revolution was entirely earlier than World War 2, but memories being erased doesn't erase entirely written records. War has transcripts, logs and maybe someone left a diary. Maybe someone figures it out. Maybe there's a second to the last Invasion of Camp Half Blood.

Picture this, one enterprising Roman Senator invites Diana during the invasion. Someone uses the Mist on Diana so she doesn't realize that she's fighting children.

Once the fighting ends and the haze of battle disappears, Diana realizes that she's devastated New Athens to rubble and weeps, realizing that she's been used.

Then and there, Diana swears on the River Styx that she won't interfere in demigod fights unless the gods themselves order her to.

This doesn't stop her from making safe spaces for demigods, but fighting for them? NOPE. Unless there's a direct order form on high, she won't do it. She's learned that lesson. She won't do it again.

Now, in the TLO, during the second Titanomachy, demigods do try to contact her, but she ain't falling for that again. No sirree. Chiron does a facepalm like, right, I forgot she swore on the Styx. He explains. The kids are devastated but understand. Lots of resentment, but they understand.

Now, the gods are lowkey aware of her, and that she could help. They assumed she would help. But they are not aware of her oath and are doing the pikachu surprised face when they seal Typhon and find no Diana helping the demigods defend Olympus.

I'm just saying. It's the Romans fault.

[wisdom-devotee]

It’s Mother’s Day here in England and my actual mum is working so since I can’t spend time with her today I’d like to talk about some of my favourite motherhood myths of Greek mythology! This’ll only include the goddesses, though — sorry Penelope, Clytemnestra, Deidamia and Danaë </3

Thetis and Achilles

The Song of Achilles ruined Thetis’s reputation, in this essay I will—

This is an experience applicable to that of a mother whose child is suffering from a terminal illness. She knows, especially once Achilles is in Troy, that Her child is going to die and there is nothing She can do to stop it. She has known that for most of his life, but it became more real by the time we get to the Iliad, and Thetis spends the whole book in mourning.

She frequently brings up the fact that She must be the least respected goddess of all of them, because She was forced into marrying a mortal man, when the other gods knew he would die, as would any offspring they had together, and Thetis would be alone. Peleus is old at the time of the Iliad, and Thetis stays at the bottom of the ocean by the Greek War Camp in Troy rather than in Her own home, because She can’t bear to see old age take him.

She went to so many lengths to protect this son she loved so much, going as far as to dip him into the River Styx in the hopes he wouldn’t die. And it was all in vain.

And yet, She loves that boy endlessly. Every time She appears in The Iliad it is to be there for Her son, to do everything She can to make sure that his last days are joyous instead of miserable. She’s grieving someone who isn’t even dead yet. She’d already given Achilles the urn that She wanted him to rest in once he was gone.

And the only reason this is Her fate is because there was a prophecy that Her son would outdo his father, and Poseidon and Zeus (who’d previously both wanted to make love to Her) didn’t want to be outdone, obviously, so they had Her marry a mortal man.

Athena and Erichthonius

So in this myth, Athena was pursued by Hephaestus who was upset over His divorce from Aphrodite and Her affair and such. Athena, being the virgin goddess that She is, wanted nothing to do with any of it and fled. He managed to get to Her and ‘dropped His seed’ on Her leg. She wiped it off in disgust and didn’t realise that in doing so, Gaia became pregnant with Erichthonius.

Gaia of course didn’t want to raise this child and gave him back to Athena, who raised him herself in Athens, where he later became King and started the Panathenia festival and built Her statue in the Acropolis.

Athena, for this myth, is sometimes regarded to have a very specific relationship with motherhood in that She raises those born under unusual circumstances. Ericthonius being one example, She also in some versions helped Leto with the birth of Apollo.

Demeter and Persephone

You can’t make a post about divine mothers and not include Demeter. I hate the way this myth is retold in the modern day trying to either basically write out Demeter or make Her a horrible mother who is just overprotective.

This myth can exist without it demonising any party involved. This is one of our death myths about death taking a young person before their time, leading to insatiable grief for Demeter. It represents how the death of a child affects their mother and as someone whose had a sibling die, being able to see my own mother reflected in the gods (particularly Hera and Demeter) is genuinely beautiful to me.

But this myth is also written on the context of the Ancient world in which it was common that mothers and daughters would be separated by marriage without their consent. Hades is taking Persephone, but Demeter is a goddess, so She has the power to get Her daughter back, which most of the mortal women of the time would not have been able to do.

Nobody has to be a villain here — Demeter’s grief is understandable and allowed to exist. Persephone is allowed to be scared. But Hades and Zeus are not in the wrong either, necessarily; they’re going along with the status quo. And in Hades’s case, going with the death metaphor, that really isn’t His fault.

In this myth I think it’s notable that, as far as I’m aware, Persephone is okay. It was a rocky start but She’s respected as Queen of the Underworld and is incredibly powerful. That surely must have been reassuring for women in antiquity who were terrified of what marriage would be like, to know that it could be fine.

Fun fact: apparently girls in Ancient Greece who died before marriage would be called Brides of Hades.

Nemesis and Helen

In most versions of the myth, Helen’s mother is Leda, queen of Sparta, wife of Tyndareus. But others have her mother as Nemesis, the goddess of Divine Retribution.

I personally love the version of Helen with this parentage because of the implications it has on the fate of Troy. Helen, the supposed cause of the Trojan War (which was fated to happen) is the product of The King of the Gods, and the Goddess who balances the scales of good and bad fortune. Basically suggesting that Helen was always going to be a significant figure in the game of fate. Additionally, if we look specifically at Nemesis’s vengeance and how She punishes acts of hubris, plus Zeus’s domains over Xenia rights, then Helen being kidnapped against Xenia and that leading to the downfall of Troy is also really interesting as an aspect of her parentage — like she is the embodiment of a punishment for Xenia not being adhered to.

However, I also want to talk about the myth itself in which Nemesis has Helen. In this She is chased by Zeus. In some versions, He is Her father, in others, she is the child of Nyx alone. Either way, Zeus took the form of a swan, while Nemesis took the form of a goose to escape Hum. (As a side note, Helen’s family has a lot of weird connections to seabirds and I’m so here for it.) Nemesis did not want to have a child with Zeus, but was forced into doing so anyway, and Helen was the result.

It means a lot to me that even the Goddess of Divine Retribution can, Herself, face suffering and hardships and be a victim. That idea that being a victim does not make you powerless, and that even the one in control of fortune isn’t immune to it, is something that can be incredibly reassuring.

In this version of the myth, Helen is still raised by Leda and Tyndareus, as Nemesis gives her up. Yet another aspect of motherhood that I find to be so important is that sometimes people are just not able, not prepared, or even do not want to be parents, and this is not wrong of them. It is also emphasised that, as much as what Nemesis experienced was cruel and She was not bad for giving Helen up, Helen herself is still the most beautiful mortal woman, and therefore it is not the fault of the child themselves what the circumstances of their birth were. Which is, of course, obvious. But it means a lot for it to portrayed.

Hera and Hephaestus

I know She’s often depicted as a cruel mother who is awful, but honestly most of the awful things She does are to the children Zeus had during His affairs, not Her own. Of course, there is Hephaestus, but He’s actually the one I wanted to talk about when it comes to my favourite myth of Hera and motherhood — shocking!

Unfortunately motherhood isn’t always sunshine and rainbows, and this myth demonstrates that. Hera was furious when Zeus had Athena, proof of another affair, and in vengeance decided to give birth to Her own child without His help too. Hephaestus was the result of that. There are ofc versions of Athena’s birth where Hephaestus already existed as He took the axe to Zeus’s head to free Her, but in those versions I’d guess Hephaestus was born after some other affair of Zeus.

I see Hera throwing Hephaestus from Olympus when She discovered He was disabled as a depiction of postpartum depression. It was common for a long time for a child born unhealthy to be seen as the fault of the mother, and since Hephaestus didn’t even have a father, there was nobody to blame but Hera. This would’ve caused Her so much shame, and didn’t prove the point she was trying to make against Zeus and Athena at all.

Perhaps She felt that if she’d failed already, there was no way she could give him a good life or show anyone what she’d done. So she threw him from Olympus not because she found him ugly, but because She was at such a low emotional point that She was sure it would be better for Him to not have to be raised by Her, and for Her to never need to think about Him again.

He was taken in by Thetis, who had been raised by Hera, so I also like to imagine Thetis looking after him FOR Hera’s sake, knowing She isn’t in the mental state to do so Herself.

Their relationship in The Iliad is so important to me because while Hephaestus is angry at spiteful about what Hera did to Him (and rightfully so!) they also have a few moments of genuine care for each other. And I love that, because parental relationships can be so complex.

[sibbydoo]

[⚔️🏹] CAMP HALF-BLOOD

It’s been a while since I’ve drawn my Camp Half-blood OCs! Meet Danny, Cherra, and Zeno <3 there’s more info on them below the cut +my first proper sketches of their redesigns from last year!

CHERRA [❄️🎸] — Child of Boreas

“I don’t think we really stop being afraid. We learn to be braver about it, though! No one ever tells you that.”

Cherra is not a half-blood, but more an actual spawn of Boreas, the Greek god of the north wind, and of winter. Her father is known for his cruelty. Tangled between a curse that Boreas plans to unleash into the world, and being made as the catalyst to make that happen, Cherra did the only thing she could think of: she fell from the sky, and away from her father’s domain. No one in Camp is sure how she ends up a few miles from the borders, but she awakens with no memory of the fall, nor the destiny that was forced upon her. Will an eternal winter come for the world after all?

ZENO ADARES [🌊🏹] — Child of Apollo

“The sun’s gonna explode at some point, but it won’t happen tomorrow. Breathe. Think of now—whad’ya wanna do?”

Growing up a surfer kid and being an absolute geek about all-things-ocean, literally everyone thought that Zee was Poseidon’s kid before he revealed the god that claimed him. Zeno is a charming, sprightly young demigod who stayed in Camp since he was eleven, and in the years since he proven himself to be good at many things; mainly being a great archer, an even better, and being, I quote, “Camp’s Best Brother”. To those who hated the sun, he had a way of getting to you. Kinda like sunbeams peeking through a heavy curtain. Heck! Not even Hecate’s kids are safe from the guy’s…weird ability.

DANIEL FALLON [🌙🔮] — Child of Hecate

“Oh, please. The cards only tell me what’s ahead. But my choices? All mine. These cards’ got nothing on how I choose my future.”

From a long line of witches came this fella, with his stacks of weathered books, cool cards, and a resting bitch face that could…possibly rival Ares’. Children of Hecate tend to follow a ‘trifecta’ of knowledge, possibly due to the trio nature of their mother goddess: Maiden-Mother-Crone, Three torches, Three moons. Daniel leans toward divination, the Mist, and necromancy. He has a cat who can talk—well, more like he can hear her. It was an accident involving communing with the dead, and now a spirit possessed her. Her name is Sabrina.

SOME SKETCHES FROM LAST YEAR:

[elysiality]

The Yellowjackets as Greek Demigods

wow this is niche anyway-

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LOTTIE MATTHEWS — Daughter of Phoebe, Titan Goddess of Intellect And Prophecy.

this one is pretty much self-explanatory, my little prophet <3 Phoebe was the Titan who gifted Apollo with the ability to prophesize, giving existence to the Oracle of Delphi. I'm saying that Lottie would be her daughter because she doesn't really give child of Apollo vibes? Like— she's too mystique to be a child of Apollo and the Oracle of Delphi cannot have children so Phoebe it is.

Alternative parents— Hecate (Titan Goddess of Witchcraft), Gaia (The Earth), Janus (God of Choices), Pan (God of the Wild). Also possibly Psyche (Goddess of Compassion and Human Suffering).

SHAUNA SHIPMAN — Daughter of Nemesis, Goddess of Balance and Revenge.

Most people would probably shove Shauna (esp S3 Shauna) into the children of Ares, but I personally don't think Shauna has the natural spite to be a child of Ares— at least not all the time. Most of her actions are things she does in retaliation to what someone else does, often in revenge, so I think she'd be a daughter of Nemesis.

Alternative parents— Ares (God of War), Momus (God of Blame), Eris (Goddess of Strife and Discord).

JACKIE TAYLOR — Daughter of Nike, Goddess of Victory, Charioteer of Zeus.

Again, pretty self explanatory. Jackie's entire life revolved around staying on top— being the golden girl, having a popular boyfriend, being captain of her soccer team, etc. She's very competitive as we saw in season one where they were taking turns trying out the gun and hates giving up control. So I think she'd be a daughter of Nike.

Alternative parents— Tyche (Goddess of Fate and Fortune), Khione (Goddess of Winter), Aphrodite (Goddess of Love and Beauty). Also maybe Hebe (Goddess of Youth) since my girl kinda peaked in high school.

MISTY QUIGLEY — Daughter of Prometheus, Titan God of Forethought, Fire and Knowledge.

Misty is the most pragmatic of the group (which is a low, looooww bar) . She's the one who's the most intellectual among the Yellowjackets and often gives the group the most valuable information and is then ostracised for it (See: Prometheus giving man fire). Prometheus was also known to be mischievous at times, which fits right in with our lil chaos gremlin.

Alternative parents— Dionysus (God of Wine and Chaos), Athena (Goddess of Warfare and Knowledge), Eris (Goddess of Strife and Discord), Apollo (God of Music, the Sun, and Healing).

NATALIE SCATORCCIO — Daughter of Psyche, Goddess of Compassion and Human Suffering.

Again, need I explain more? Nat is arguably one of the ones who took it the hardest when the plane crashed. Her entire life has been one gigantic kick the dog moment, right up to her death. Her dad was abusive and died when she was young, her mom wasn't really involved, she grew up in poverty, she did drugs in high school— she only really felt herself with the Yellowjackets and Travis, and had that taken from her too. Apart from that, she is also one of the most empathetic, right down to her mercy killing of Coach Scott.

Alternative parents— Khione (Goddess of Snow), Thanatos (God of Peaceful Death), Melinoë (Goddess of Ghosts, Madness and Liminal space).

TAISSA TURNER — Daughter of Philotes, Goddess of Affection and Friendship.

Was debating between Anteros and Philotes, but I went with Philotes in the end. Tai (whether intentionally or not) always keeps the group together (we don't count Allie). She was the one most disgusted with what they did to Jackie and also kinda the peacekeeper. The only survivor to have good relationships with all the rest of the survivors.

Alternative parents— Anteros (Erote of Requited Love), Harmonia (Goddess of Harmony), Ananke (Goddess of Inevitability and Fate), Selene (The Moon). Hunter of Artemis, possibly.

VAN PALMER — Daughter of Apollo, God of the Sun, Music and Poetry, blessed by the Nine Muses.

Sooo obvious, I didn't even have to think. Van is good cheer and empathy. She likes storytelling, media, all that sort of thing, which ties up with Apollo's poetry aspect. She's literally the sun to Tai's moon (especially other Tai). I say blessed by the Nine Muses since they all represent different aspects of scholarly nature and story-telling, which is so Van. It's also good to note that Apollo was also tied up with prophecy, and Van was one of the girls most devoted to Lottie and who believed in her the most.

Alternative parents— the Nine Muses, Peitho (Goddess of Persuasion and Trust), Aphrodite Philia (the Platonic Love aspect of Aphrodite), Hebe (Goddess of Youth), Eos (Goddess of Dawn).

TRAVIS MARTINEZ — Son of Styx, The River of Oaths and Resentment, located in the Underworld.

Hear me out on this one— Travis as a son of the river nymph of the Styx. He carries around unspoken grief that he tries to forget but never can. He resents but is fiercely loyal to everyone he loves, trying to get revenge for them even after they've died (Javi). He makes promises he tries to keep but can't, which is ironic since he's the son of a river meant to hold bonds fast.

Alternative parents— the River Lethe (Oblivion and Forgetting), Thanatos (God of Peaceful Death), Ares (God of War), Hephaestus (God of Fire, Forging and Rejection).

AKILAH — Daughter of Demeter, Goddess of Harvests and Seasons.

the animals. her connection to the wilderness. need I explain any more?

alternative parents— Pan (God of the Wilderness), Gaia (The Earth), Apollo (God of the Sun and Healing).

MARI IBARRA — Daughter of Eros, God of Love and Physical Attraction.

she's hot.

alternative parents— Aphrodite (Goddess of Love), Hebe (Goddess of Youth), Nemesis (Goddess of Revenge).

HONOURABLE MENTIONS !! :

Javi — Son of Hebe, Goddess of Youth.

Gen — Daughter of Asclepius, God of Medicine.

Melissa — I've stopped caring much about her but I'd say Anteros, God of Unrequited Love.

Callie — Daughter of Shauna so by extension, Nemesis, Goddess of Balance and Revenge. I'd go with Nemesis for her separately as well. Maybe even Hecate, Goddess of Witchcraft and Crossroads.

a/n: Mb I'll write an x reader fic if one of y'all send in a req who knows.... (This is a plea. Also, this would eat as a dark romance.)

[crookedghosts]

these mfs have been haunting me since my failed attempt at the lost trio week godswap au prompt (I'll put what I know of it under the cut)... cabin10!Leo and cabin9!Piper live rent free in my mind and they actually still refuse to reveal their dynamic to me...

this is truly just a ramble now but believe me when I say I did my best to throw this together over lost trio week and then liper got ahead of me:

Piper McLean is the daughter of Hephaestus and a set designer, who practically raised her in design workshops. Neglected by her mother and actor step father, she's prone to skipping class and picking up side projects, including stealing cars from set and fixing them up with swapped out (and probably illegal) parts to get them working again.

She gets attacked one night (there was particularly strong half-blood smell around, and no mortals in sight) and a fire starts around her in defense. Unfortunately, it gets out of control, and half of the set is burned down, with footage pointing to Piper's trespassing. In this mess, the production team finds out about her makeshift workshop built out of their property, and she's sent to Wilderness School for both the arson and the stealing.

Oddly enough, hours before this, news broke involving a vintage car she had fixed up that got stolen from the set and was used for a drunken teenage joyride.

She didn’t know it at the time, and they wouldn't know for the entire beginning of their friendship/relationship, but the rebel teenager responsible was none other than Leo Valdez, who was also sent to Wilderness School for the trouble he caused.

To be fair, he wasn't trying to go as far as he did—he just wanted to know what the limit was for what he could get away with. A son of Aphrodite and an actor, Leo's often facing unintended consequences with his charmspeaking.

Leo had always been in some sort of boarding school. He also always managed to get kicked out. Wilderness School was his last straw after he'd convinced his classmates to leave a school dance, break into a nearby movie set, steal a car, and get drinks from the gas station—all by asking.

Piper's more mysterious at Wilderness about her past, but Leo connects the dots that they're from the same set.

Leo's in awe of her sharp mind, and Piper sees through his facade, because his curiosity is genuine and he's clever in his own ways, too

Eventually they make it to camp and there's a lot of grappling with their powers. I.e. Leo "do ppl actually like me or am I tricking them" Valdez and Piper "did I ever actually connect with my mother and am I talented at all or is it just my dad's powers" McLean.

They eventually find their footing and are besties (quite possibly, they're so confused at some point that they don't know where they stand w each other and go through stages of changing their relationship lol) to the point of being honorary members of each other's cabins. Leo braids Piper's hair etc etc headcanons.

Jason joins later. He's a son of Zeus, and now we can imagine like... a BotL era, pre-Great Prophecy (#1) group forming where the trio is like 15 and everyone is afraid of Jason and The Implications so it's really just Liper showing him around. (Annabeth and Percy aren't around for this, but when they get back, Jason is grateful to speak to this 'Annabeth' that Piper keeps saying 'will explain it better later'.)

I've not yet decided what this means for the Grace siblings or for there to be a Greek Jason with Percy being the child in prophecy's question (or is he?) but I do think Leo and Piper are the only ones who could get Jason through it. They'd be the most open to this mystery kid, I think.

Thematically they'd still be these misfits who happened to have overlapping/questionable pasts. (cars and Hollywood, man....)

Leo I think particularly would know the dark side of the acting industry from his community and his dad. all 3 of them trauma bond <3

Jason doesn't know who's who for a minute there (re: honorary cabin members) but eventually the Blob of them all are considered honorary cabins 1, 9, and 10

Ppl joke that he's not the prophecy kid bc he's not a child of the big 3. He's obviously from Aphrodite's cabin bc he's with Leo all the time etc

[tsartistry]

I think something we overlook a lot is the fact that Greek male gods can get pregnant and it is canon in Percy Jackson. It is literally canon that Apollo Mpregged Kayla (knowing pjo Apollo I always feel like it’s him that did it)

That means that before the battle of manhattan there is a good chance at least 1/3 of the kids there COULD have been from MPREG. Meaning brother could have been pregnant the majority of the books and we just didn’t know bro….

So imagine Apollo/lester learning about themselves after being brainwashed and that’s one of the things they find out they can do…

(Yes I am running on lack of sleep when I type this and in the morning I will regret talking about MPREG once again)

Listen buddy when you're in both the Venom and TOA fandoms, mpreg just comes with the territory 🤷‍♀️ Actual discord experience I have had:

It is VERY funny to imagine and I hope every fanfic that involves Lester & Amnesia will always bring up Kayla's parentage for that exact reason.

In the actual Niobe fic I think it will just be a quick throw-away joke, buuut as long as it's on my mind I might as well think aloud about it somewhere.

Under the cut I will be turning your silly jokey ask into a sincere character analysis & discussion about generational trauma, please stand by

Putting aside the humor for a moment, it's worth noting that early on in the story, Niobe keeps Lester isolated and that affects him deeply. Not only that, he's literally missing pieces of his soul. There is a profound emptiness inside him. I think if Lester could get past the body horror of pregnancy, that there might be a part of him that finds it appealing? There is a void in his life and he's so desperate to fill it that he'd be willing to place that responsibility on the shoulders of a hypothetical baby who doesn't get a choice in the matter -- the same way Niobe is using him to fill HER emotional needs. It's generational trauma, babey.

Luckily, Sadie does a Flynn Rider and roundhouse kicks her way into his life and puts him on the path to healing, so he is not at risk of becoming that kind of parent. And when Meg eventually reunites with him you KNOW she's putting her own experience with parental abuse to work untangling the mess Niobe created in his psyche.

As long as we're on the subject, I think the reason the Apollo cabin had the most kids pre-TLO is that Apollo sees each child as a unique and beautiful collaboration with someone he adores. The mortals he falls for all bring something new and exciting into his life, and he wants to create something together with them, to bring a whole new person into the world and see what they become and how they invent themselves.

See this is what happens when you bring silly jokes into my inbox, there is a risk that I might talk about it seriously.

[demigodsanswer]

I love your writing soooooo much !!! I just NEED to read more about that modern royalty AU you posted yesterday

started sweet and flirty. got smutty. so it goes. touches of d/s dynamics, but pretty much all in vague terms. smut stars under the ~*~

part one here

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Percy made her tapas. Annabeth was pretty sure that was the Spanish equivalent of her taking him to the Ikea food court.

Knowing Percy, he'd probably really enjoy that date, actually.

Either way, they were delicious. He spread them out on the coffee table in his private room, and they ate on the couch like Roman emperors. Annabeth appreciated the choice; it gave her a better opportunity to show off her legs, and Percy seemed more than willing to look.

He'd brought a bottle of Spanish wine, but neither of them had reached for it. She wanted to see if she liked him as much sober as she had tipsy.

Annabeth had had a crush on him once. They crossed paths at an Easter garden party when they were twelve, and she and Percy got up to some trademark mischief. The press was quick to name Annabeth a "wild child" despite her being very literally a child, but those youthful rebellions (stealing extra deserts and seeing who could get closest to the Queen of Spain without being noticed) had solidified her as "Sweden's sweetheart" to her people at least. That mattered much more to her.

They were kept apart after that.

Until they met on opposite ends of a mock trial case involving bribes, police entrapment, and a briefcase full of money. Yale's team always was better than Harvard's, despite her best efforts. But she and Piper were a rock star attorney-witness pair that constantly knocked Percy out of the top awards spot.

It was a testament to her skill that she even managed to stay focused when they went up against Yale. Because the cute twelve year old she'd once crushed on hard was now a very hot man. And the six years that had passed since their college days had only made him hotter. Strong jaw, Roman nose, dark hair, light eyes, muscular but not too much, well-done tattoos ...

Annabeth was cooked.

She had hoped she wouldn't find him as appealing when she was sober, but no. If anything it was worse.

"Bit old school to go with another royal, isn't it?" Her dad had asked her that morning when he showed her The Sun. (After about 15 minutes of ranting to staff about what an invasion of his daughter's privacy, that was).

All Annabeth could do was shrug and say, "He's barely royal. And we aren't going steady. He hasn't pinned me on the back of the school bus, or anything."

"I'm not that old," her father said with a laugh.

Annabeth reached for another bite. "I never asked. What did you study at Yale?"

"Oh, classics," Percy said, wiping his hands on a napkin. "Did a master's too."

"Really?" Annabeth asked. It seemed so impractical. She'd been pushed to do all sorts of pre-law, history, and international relations courses, despite her real passions for architecture and design. But she figured that was the trade-off to being born into the most extreme generational privilege.

Percy nodded. "I'm thinking about applying to Oxbridge for a Ph.D."

Annabeth smiled, and asked again: "Really?"

"I'm not just some big, hot, dummy," he said.

"I don't think you're dumb, Percy," Annabeth said.

"Thanks," Percy said. Percy had his charmer smile -- it was a bold, straight on, smile that was a little cocky, but mostly communicated that you were the center of his attention in that moment. And then he had a real smile, one that betrayed him and communicated real affection. It was softer, smaller, closed-lipped, and he usually looked away as it happened.

This was one of those.

"Do you know Greek?" Annabeth asked, resting a hand on his knee.

"Ancient," he said, before reciting a few lines Annabeth recognized. The roll of his tongue as he spoke the ancient language made her warm.

He paused right when the poem was getting good. "That was --"

"Goddess, sing of the cataclysmic wrath of great Achilles, son of Peleus, which caused the Greeks immeasurable pain and sent to many noble souls of heroes to Hades," Annabeth finished for him.

Percy smiled. "Didn't know you knew Ancient Greek."

Annabeth shrugged. "I'm hardly fluent, but I know the heavy hitters. I always preferred --" she recited a few lines in Greek herself. Percy was biting the inside of his lip and the tops of his cheeks had gone a bit pink.

"Tell me about a complicated man," Percy translated. "Muse," his gaze bore into her as if she were the muse, "tell me how he wandered and was lost when he had wrecked the holy town of troy, and were he went, and who he met, and the pain he suffered on the sea."

He rested a hand on her face, brushing her cheek with his thumb, before pulling her in. The kiss was soft, curious, almost romantic. She hummed as they pulled away from each other.

"I always thought you'd be more of an Odyssey girl," he said when they pulled away.

"What does that mean?" She asked, ready to be teased or insulted.

Percy just leaned back against the couch. "It means I think you have good taste and correct opinions," he said.

Well, he'd certainly figured out the right things to say to get her into bed.

Annabeth crawled onto his lap, straddling him, before pushing her loose blonde curls back and away from her face. Percy's hands settled on the backs of her thighs.

~*~

That Iliad thing only worked like ... 40% of the time. He couldn't believe it'd worked for her. But Percy should have guessed she'd know at least some of the classics. It was the kind of thing kids in their position got taught. It still worked though. And now he had Sweden's sweetheart back in his lap, short skirt, bare legs, grinding up against him.

"Can I touch you, princess?" He asked.

She nodded, and Percy's hand slipped under her skirt and pushed her panties to the side to get at her cunt. He smirked a little. Oh his little Iliad stunt had worked.

"Do you -- ah -- want to take them off?" Annabeth asked. "Or do you just think I'm so hideous you prefer if I keep my clothes on?"

He'd asked her to keep her gown on last night for at least the first round. It was deep, royal blue, strapless, glittery, and it was driving him wild all night. He asked her to ride him in it, and she had. It was an image Percy would never forget, even if they had ruined some of the inner layers of fabric.

"God, no, Annabeth," Percy said, pulling her in for a kiss. Hideous? Even as a joke it was an outrageous thing for her to say. "I just like messing you up. Getting you wet and rumpled. I like making this perfect princess do a real walk of shame back to her castle."

Annabeth's cheeks were flushed, but that might be because he'd found a spot that had her back arching, and had her grinding her clit against the heel of his palm.

"I'd have to be ashamed first. And I don't walk to my castle. I have a private jet," she said.

"And a callous disregard for the environment," Percy teased.

"I'm too important for business class," she said. But that was where her teasing ending. She pitched forward towards him, her lips pressing against his neck as she kissed and nipped at the skin. "Percy, talk to me," she whispered in his ear.

"Talk?" He asked.

"Talk dirty."

Percy panicked. He usually had a little dirty talk up his sleeve, but he'd used it all up on his little walk of shame spiel. He was, in reality, painfully earnest and romantic. It made for a great wedding toast, but not for dirty talking a hookup.

She spoke ancient Greek. What were the odds she also knew Spanish. Pretty high, he figured, probably pretty high. But ...

"[You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen,]" he tried in a lusty tone. He'd spent his years in New York learning a more Latin American accent. It pissed his pretentious family off, but the Spanish lisp simply wasn't very sexy in his opinion.

"I like that," Annabeth said. "Am I supposed to know what you're saying?" She asked.

"No, that's part of the fun," he said. Thank god.

He went on. There were some dirty things in there, like how he planned to eat her out, and how he loved being inside her. And then that slipped so quickly into praising how beautiful and smart she was. How happy he was that she was here. How he'd wanted her for years. How she passed every expectation.

Corny and painfully honest shit like that, until she was gasping his name, thighs trembling, and getting impossibly wetter around his fingers. He simply kissed her as her orgasm finished, before slipping her panties back into place, swiping his finger over her now-covered cunt, to make sure they were a proper mess.

Annabeth was breathing hard in his lap, her gray eyes fixed on his. He expected her to say something. Something witty and maybe a little mean (he liked when she was mean. If she bullied him enough right now, he might just cum).

But she just leaned forward again, and captured him in a hot, desperate kiss.

~

"Should I return the favor in Swedish?" She joked between hot kisses.

She'd settled down into his lap, grinding her ruined panties against his clothed hard cock. He needed her, she could tell. She'd given him head this morning before they parted ways and before The Sun exposed their hookup. She'd become well acquainted with what a desperate, needy Percy looked like.

Really, she wasn't going to speak Swedish to him unless he asked. She knew it wasn't the hottest language out there.

She hadn't meant to, but she'd set Percy up for failure, and herself up to be insulted.

"That's alright," he said. A good start. "It makes you sound like a muppet." Horrific ending.

Jokes about meatballs and flat pack furniture? Fine, respectable even. The Swedish Chef? A joke she heard enough at her all-girls boarding school.

Annabeth frowned and got off his lap.

"Wait --" he said. She just stood and walked away from the couch, choosing to instead snoop around his room while she decided what her next move was. "Annabeth, I'm sorry. That was too far."

"It was," she said.

There was a large, blue velvet box on his dresser. She knew what boxes this size usually held. She opened it. She knew it was the Prussian Diamond tiara that belonged to his aunt, but she played dumb.

Annabeth held up the tiara (carefully). "How many other princesses join you in here?" She asked.

Percy stood and walked over to her. He took the tiara out of her hands. "It's my aunts. My cousin asked me to make sure it made it to the event so she could wear it, and then she canceled. Said she had some punk concert at a Berlin leather bar or something."

The Spanish princess was so much cooler than she was.

She thought Percy would move to put it back, make sure this heirloom of his country stayed safe, but instead, he placed it on her head.

"You're the only princess, I promise," he said. "Sorry for making fun of you and your national language," he said, before kissing her gently. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings like that."

Annabeth decided to forgive him, and pick up on their little game.

"It doesn't seem like you respect my country very much," she said, the confidence in her voice returning.

"I do," he promised, pressing his body up against hers, and pressing her back into the dresser behind her. He buried his face in her shoulder, kissing whatever skin he could find.

"Prove it," she said. "Bow."

She felt a slight shift in Percy's demeanor. He was going to yield to her, and just like that, too.

Percy stepped back, held his back straight, and dropped his head quickly.

"Better than that," she said.

He rested his forearm across his torso, before bending at the waist.

"Lower," she instructed. He hinged at the hips. Still not right. "Get on your knees," she told him. Percy dropped.

He watched her from his spot on the floor, big green eyes empty of anything but desire. She would have fun with this, she was sure.

Annabeth unbuttoned her shirt before tossing it aside. Then her bra. she shimmied out of her skirt, and then dropped her panties, kicking them towards the pile. She left the Spanish queen's tiara on. Annabeth had always liked breaking the rules, and she had never been a fan of Percy's aunt.

Annabeth hooked a leg over Percy's shoulder, getting his head between her legs.

"Please," Percy begged.

Annabeth smiled. "Go ahead."

~

Annabeth was wise enough to return the tiara to the box before Percy tossed her on the bed to eat her front to back. She'd never had anyone play with her ass in any way, so when his tongue slipped back there ... well, she was surprised he enjoyed it so much, and really surprised she enjoyed it so much. Annabeth was also pretty sure Percy nearly came from rutting against the sheets as she came on his face a third time.

"I lied to you before," Annabeth said with a giggle as Percy washed his face and mouth before she finally let him inside her. "My dad is furious about the pictures, and demands you marry me to preserve my honor."

Percy stepped out with a smile on his face. She'd peeled his clothes off at some point, so he was all tattoos, muscle, and hard cock.

"You enjoyed that so much you're going to marriage trap me Bridgerton-style?" He asked with a grin.

Annabeth pulled him back into bed. "I just might have to. Where did you learn how to do that?" She asked.

Percy paused and tilted his head side to side as he decided what to say, before landing simply on: "Gay sex, mostly."

Annabeth offered a shocked, open mouthed smile. "Oh!" she said.

"Is that okay?" He asked, twirling a curl around one of his fingers.

"Perfectly fine," she promised, "I just didn't expect you to be so frank."

"Frank and I did do that a lot," he said. She didn't know who Frank was, or if he was even real, or just a character he made up for the joke. "You're sure it's fine? Being with a bi dude?"

Annabeth giggled. "I went to an all-girls boarding school, Percy, I've had gay sex too." More than straight sex probably.

"I had a feeling you and Tristan McLean's daughter weren't just very good friends," he teased.

"Well, duh," Annabeth confessed. She and Piper were very good friends now. College was a different story.

Annabeth rolled onto her back and reached a hand out for him.

"What is it, princess?" He asked.

"You've been very patient," she said. Percy nodded. "Do you want me to blow you or do you want to fuck me?" She asked, offering him the choice.

Percy crawled on top of her before kissing her. He'd made such a sweet submissive, and she wondered if she could draw that out of him more. She'd be willing to bet it wasn't uncharted territory for him.

But he seemed different now. He held her wrists in her hands and pinned them over her head.

"Oh," she whimpered. Percy smirked down at her, as if to say gotcha. How he'd clocked her submissive streak too, she couldn't be sure.. But it was all an added bonus. The government wanted her to find a husband. She really just wanted a talented switch to take the edge off at the end of the day. She figure out romance some other time.

With each passing moment, Annabeth became more and more sure she needed to marriage trap this man, Bridgerton-style.

But while he rocked himself inside her, he started speaking Spanish again. So many sweet and lovely things about how beautiful she was, how much he adored her, how long he'd desired her. She might not have to marriage trap him. She might just have to date him, old school royal-on-royal style.

She'd confess to speaking Spanish in the morning. Right now, she just wanted to know what he said to her when he wasn't worried about winning their little games.

[magixfairyix]

Darcy Headcannons:

Because it’s been a while.

Also, some Driven (Darcy x Riven) because Riven decided that he wanted in on the headcannons.

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1. I feel like girl would have carpal tunnel or something like that. Icy is the one who stretches regularly, meanwhile Darcy’s back and hands are actively trying to kill her. Also her neck because tall people issues.

2. I feel like two books she’d like is The Witch of Colchis (Medea retelling), and Ariadne. Witchy Greek mythology people who ended up with horrible lives who found love in the end (eventually). Darcy cried while reading The Witch of Colchis though, especially when Medea showed her children her magic before her husband cheated on her; also when Medea killed her children. Riven found Darcy crying on the couch, book in hand, and then she proceeded to tell him about how much of a dick Jason was.

3. She loves plushies. She may be evil, but girl's inner child is fucked up from all the years she struggled with psychic magic, and then when Liliss fucked up her life. Giant moth/bug plushies specifically.

4. Darcy does have melatonin to help her sleep. She just doesn't take it. Firstly, because her overthinking makes her think that she will become addicted to it if she takes it/that it will make things worse. Secondly, because Liliss DOES NOT want Darcy to take it. Darcy tends to listen to Liliss because of the threats she's given.

5. Darcy needs reassurance from others because she will not believe her own horrible opinion on herself. She needs to know that she is not failing in life, a horrible person, etc. Riven knows that when she is in a mental health slump, that words are important to her.

6. She is a perfectionist and will crash out if she does not get perfect grades. Icy has a healthier academic mindset, where if she fails, she will use it as an opportunity to try harder and improve. Darcy when she gets a "failing grade" for her (below 80%) she will spend the afternoon questioning her life.

7. She will watch/read media with hurt/comfort because girlie is hurt, and needs a lot of comfort in her life. Darcy and Riven tried watching My Happy Marriage once, and believe it or not, Darcy relates to the protagonist because of: horrible self-confidence because of a family figure. Cough cough, Liliss.

8. Darcy runs from her mental health problems. Logically, she knows that nothing will change if she doesn't fix them. But especially during season one when Liliss is very THERE in her life, she finds such work hopeless.

9. Darcy's running from her mental health problems involve: her refusing to take melatonin/sometimes even refusing to take herbal teas to help with sleep, trying to get a sense of control over her life again by going to a bar or smth to flirt with a random guy/mess with his head a bit/possible one night stand, and refusing to talk about Liliss even with her sisters. Other things she may open up to Stormy and Icy on occasion, but Liliss? HA. No.

10. Darcy was actually scared as fuck during Magical Adventure when she had to come face to face with Liliss. This was when Icy (Stormy kinda knew) realized the extent Liliss must have fucked with Darcy, when Icy sees Darcy flinching and how on edge she is/her voice trembling/so close to crying if Liliss yells.

11. Darcy doesn't like touch due to the usual trust issues, but also because of Liliss. Either when summoning the Ancestor to give updates, or in nightmares, Liliss usually would scratch at Darcy's cheek/just rest a ghostly hand against it threateningly. And if Darcy moved... yeah Liliss would indeed strike her. What hurts Darcy the most is that, since a lot happens in nightmares, she doesn't have any scars/actual bruises from it. She feels as if, as a psychic witch, she should be able to handle it since it's "not real." Darcy hadn't even told Icy or Stormy about this. Only Riven knows about it.

12. Darcy, at the very beginning of her relationship with Riven, had trouble communicating things (like how she truly wants affection deep down). One night, the two were sleeping next to each other, with a little bit of distance. Darcy woke up in the middle of the night, half asleep, and little-spooned herself into Riven. Riven woke up before her and was like: Aw but also I don't want to move wtf do I do? Darcy woke up in Riven's arms and was like: Wtf did my sleepy-self do?

13. LITTLE FUCKING SPOON.

14. She will comfort Riven when he has nightmares. Darcy will look after the mental state of those she loves, but will not show herself the same sentiment.

15. I have a feeling that she just doesn't like mammals as pets. Dogs? They drool and if that stuff gets on her hands or clothes, she will rage. Also hair. Cats? Hair and hairballs. Ferrets? They stink. Bunnies? They have the devil in their eyes. But arachnids, bugs, insects, isopods, scorpions, and things like that? YES. I don't know how she'd feel about frogs and snakes though...

[artemis-fowl-incident-report]

Artemis Fowl: The American Deception update.

@a-usernamelol, @bassiascoparia, since you both have apparently recited the incantations and scarified to the old gods well enough to get me to write this damn fan fiction, I thought I'd give you a little treat. I present to you, Artemis's dream team. No, I will not explain what for yet 🤐

Omen Freeman: 20yo, They/Them lesbian, black, journalism student who heads a student run magazine called "The Panthers child" and is highly involved with organising protests on campus. Their great grandmother was a member of the Black Panther Party and they are determined to carry on that legacy.

Obediah (Obie) John Stokely: 37yo, He/Him, former Maga supporter, widower, Trucker. Obie had a very black and white view on the world and his place in it, until his daughter got brutally beaten up at school and because she was trans (something he didn't know at the time). Once he learned this, he re-evaluated his entire stance on the things he had been told, the people he was told to hate, and the outlook he was told he should have on the world. Now, he runs "The Midnight Highway", a fleet of vintage, decommissioned trucks that he repairs himself to transport goods from different donation centres around Georgia, making sure they spread evenly and that no one had to go without.

Beryl Lilian Stokely: 20yo, Graphic designer, trans woman she/her. She works as a part time teacher at the local high school, helping the kids there learn computer skills, skills she had to teach herself, since they didn't have the budget to send her to college. She originally faced a bit of backlash from the students, teachers, and parents. Now, they would die for her because she and her father do so much good in their community. It was her who originally came up with "Midnight" after learning about the Book Women of Kentucky, also known as "The packhorse library". Women who would travel hundreds of miles to deliver books to Appalachians during the great depression (IRL, this also inspired Dolly Parton to create "The Imagination Library")

Benjemin (Benny) Papadopoulos: He/Him, 16yo, Autistic, Greek/Jewish, hyperfixated on public transportation, infrastructure, and efficiency. He has a YouTube channel where he talks about these topics through the lens of videogames, and its reasonably popular. He has hundreds, HUNDREDS of letters of complaint to his local cities governing body about problems surrounding roads, trains/busses, and gentrification. He has many opinions about Thomas the Tank Engine (OP here, I am also autistic and I approve this message 👍)

Hoon Jang: Trans man He/Him, 66yo, Korean (birth right citizenship) raised by a singe mother. When he was 10, the Stonewall Riots happened (1969), he even saw and heard the tale end of it from his bedroom window. Next morning he asked around to see what had happened, and it fundamentally changed him. He got his law degree and started fighting for the community even before he realised he was truly a part of it, only figuring out he was a man in his 20's.

Sofia Flores-Ruiz: She/her, 32yo Latina (2nd generation, family immigrated from Mexico), Ex-Military, disabled (wheelchair user). Sofia always had dreams of going into politics or law, but had to change her plans when her parents died in a car crash when she was 17. She needed money quickly, so she joined the army, leaving her five siblings in the care of their Abuela. She did a handful of tours, including Pakistan and Iraq with two chances, Army and Marines over 10 years, ending up as a Captain. One day, she narrowly missed being hit by a shell, but son of the shrapnel hit nerve ending in her back. She can walk, technically, without the chair, buts its incredibly painful. By day, she's a telemarketer because it allows her to work from home, and she SBSOLUTELY hates it. By night she is a volunteer councillor for a military transitional program, helping vets get back into civilian life, specialising in those who have physical disabilities and motability issues.

[princessofghosts-posts]

Gotta hate teachers who think that students know nothing beyond what they explain.

My italian (and history) teacher is currently explaining Nietzsche,a famous german philosopher of 1800-1900,in her lessons. Some of the guy theories and beliefs are based on religions or his hate for some of it (he doesn't vibe well with Christianity) and there are a couple of references to greek mythology too. (Really,most poets,artists and philosophers are still inspired by the greek times,it makes us understand how much impact they had on our history). And usually,when there is greek mythology involved,I'm all in (I've been obsessed with it ever since I was a child) but the way she explain things makes her seem like she knows everything and the others don't. In my class I'm the only one that is interested in mythology,but that doesn't mean anything or give her the right to act like she is above us.

No miss,it's not thanks to you that I know who Apollo or Dionysus are,I've learned that when I was 4 years old. And I'm perfectly aware of what greek mythology is,you don't need to act like a superior individual to make us understand it.

It's crazy how some teachers don't understand that maybe their students are actually acculturate on what they are explaining,and I'm kinda sick of it. Yes you know,but I also know and you aren't above me for that. My acknowledge of it isn't limited to your lessons only,I can learn or know more than the things you explained,you don't need to scream "Those aren't the thing I said last time! Where did you get all of those information!? You used AI didn't you?!" like a madwoman only because I wrote something more in my notes. I write myselft my notes and I don't even like AI,so why would I use it????

But no,act like a student can't learn or know more than you and use it as advantage. Really hate people like that :")

[averagecontentenjoyer121]

This is the first chapter of my take on the Epic Musical story :D The main idea of a banished Athena story being inspired by Coqeuxari.

I hope whoever reads this enjoys it as this is really the first narrative writing I’ve done for myself, so I can put all my writing effort into it.

Feel free to talk about in the comments whether you liked it or not and why that is. Also I have ideas for the entire story I just have to flesh it out so if you want to ask anything about the story go ahead and I’ll try answer unless if it’ll spoil any surprises I want to add

Decided to post this directly here for right now as I had a AO3 account but forgot the password so I have to make a new one.

Anyways

One war

One decision

One Man’s desire

Chapter 1: Troy

During the late hours following the Greeks retreat from Troy its citizen came forth. Stepping out of gates for the first time in ten years was a strange feeling to these men and women. As they exited a strange sight lay before them. A construct of grandeur, of worship, of deceit. They gazed upon the giant brutian horse at its feet resided a being in a drunken stupor. Sinon proclaims the being as its consciousness breaches the blockade of alcohol surrounding his brain. He slurs his words into a barely understandable statement, “Da rest ov a men eft me ear o ells yeahs dis orse is to orgive oos for da estruction of yeas atue ta atena.”

“Good sir care to repeat what you’ve said.”

“Ifa’s ant oondand meh den ja shupid.’

“Appears the god of wine kissed his lips sir.”

“Clearly, perhaps whatever he’s said could be true?”

“I dunno sir, we’s can’t understand a word he’s said.”

“Get the prophet. If he can read the stars then surely he can read the contorted mouth of this man.” A man is usher forward by the crowd. Still bitter from the death of his child by the Greeks, he begrudgingly kneels before the man who’s liver had been battered as if punctured by acid. “A izah guy dat Ager megnom iled ah kyled ov. Erphaps oos ain’t ain amaged,” the man repeated the phrases that he told the other men in the crowd through breath that suggested his insides smelt only of fermented grapes. “ The Greeks have left this equine as a peace offering. It is meant to replace the statue of Athena they’ve decimated.” The crowd of men responds with an inconsistent mermer of, “ I knew that’s what he was saying.”

As the victors drudge the pine stallion inside their walls that repelled all attacks the Greek threw will now be the prison of 4000 men, women, and children. As twilight encroached upon the land the noise of praise, feast, dance, and victory filled the coffin. Inside the horse sat the Greeks finest executioners. The 10 year drag left them desperate enough to sit within the humid and damp body of the wooden structure in a ploy to inter the city and break out allowing for a festive slaughter. This disparate act was conjured by the very goddess whom claimed to value the Trojan no more than 12 hours ago.

However atop to mount in the throne room of the great olympians a pitiful scene unfolded. “Father!” Roared Ares whilst clutching his bleeding side as golden droplets fell to the floor, “Can’t you see? That pompous child of a step sister whom I share dominion with has caused a mortal to injure me! By her hand through his, she punctured my flesh! She must be cast down for overstepping your declarations! No god is to have involvement within this war, is that not what you’ve said!” Ares lashed about whilst spitting and hissing these words.

“Correct my adulterine brother,” snarled Athena through her beaked lips, “how strange, you enter the palace exclaiming woes of which you blame me. Yet you’ve overlooked the shortcomings within your plea. For how could you have been injured by a mortal partaking in the war without being a part of it as well, or perhaps you were,” said Athena as a snide smirk etched itself upon her face. “ How dare you! I wouldn’t have had to fight your lousy champion if he hadn’t speared my dears hand as she attempted to save our child-“

“There you go again speaking without thought. You’ve now admitted to your wife having been part of the war too, uxoricide through stupidity-“

“How dare you feathered lout proclaim that I’ve harmed my dearest!” Ares shouted as if it were a war cry.

“Perhaps I could get you to come forth with the names of the rest of your posse. Would save me time having to present evidence,” laughed Athena. Ares stood his armor rattling with a rage encased within his godly flesh. The rage of all the fallen in hades. A rage that if released on a mortal or army would be more devastating than any split atom. He stood there in silence as Aphrodite rushed to him having sensed his peril of which she had never felt before. “ My great boar what ales you! What’ve you done you unrequited orinth,” hissed Aphrodite. “ Why not ask your doltish pig, of whom I’m sadly related.”

One word was spoken. One word with range like thunder. One word which held the force of the greatest storm. One word which was spoken from the one that the trio was annoying, “SILENCE!” Zeus thundered, “Daughter, who might the rest of the guilty be?”

“The children Leto father,” chirped Athena. “Thank you, I’ve heard enough of your insolent bickering. It was giving a headache equivalent to the one that birthed you,” said the now tired and defeated sounding Zeus, “ You all have crossed a line I clearly set. Of which the punishment Ares suggests is fitting until you’ve each proven that you deserve to reside within this palace, as currently I see three pups arguing over the corpse of a rat.” The trio stands there in silence as they accept what will happen to them next. “Hermes!”

“Yeah pops?”

“Inform the twins of Leto of my decree so that they don’t question why they’ve been stripped of divine power.”

“Alrighty,” Hermes exclaims cheerfully, seeing this only for its hilarity. He then zips through the archway leading into Olympus. Following soon after a bright golden light fills the throne room. Once the light fades only Athena remains, “why have you left me father?”

“I expected better from you Athena. You are my most prized offspring, and yet you’ve fallen to the same height as mortals. Perhaps if I gave a visit to your favorite human you’ll understand that we’re not like them.”

“ Father WAI-,” the same light surrounds Athena as she is cast from Olympus to the base of the former Greek camp.

(Now watch Horse and the Infant then just a man)

Odysseus approaches the camp ground he slept at two days ago before tonight, as he heads towards where Eurylochus had landed his ship. As he passes through the charred ground he can’t help but think back to what he’s done. Then suddenly a hand jets towards him. He unsheathes his blade and readies it to strike whoever was foolish enough to sneak up on him. Right before he strikes he sees the face of his mentor. Before he can stop Athena throws him over her shoulder out of reaction. Odysseus now puzzled and with a dirt covered cape asks Athena what she’s doing here. He then realizes that she looks different. Less feathers, and lacking her distinct beaked lips. Also, she’s now missing her giant owl wings. He moves to speak when Athena reaches out for his shoulder. As her hand makes contact he’s shocked to feel its warmth, its weight, its mortality. He shutters as he croaks on his words. Athena explains her situation to him after which Odysseus wraps an arm around her shoulders which are a head taller than him and says, “ You can ride with me and crew back to Ithaca! It’s the only right thing to do when your life long goddess friend is now mortal and now requires the same as me,” he smiles with the dorkish grin he wore when she first met him all those decades ago.

“ I. . . Uh saw what my father had made you do from here, do you wish to speak of it or. . .”

“Nope I’d rather move past that as soon as possible.”

“Alright little man,” she says while staring down at Odysseus who’s 3 feet shorter than she is.

“Aight Atty,” Odysseus says through a smile of a kid annoying his mother.

“I thought you agreed never to say that again,” she says, scowling at him.

“And clearly I’m no little man anymore.”

“Hard to tell from up here,” she says smiling as they approach the bow of Odysseus’ ship.

Odysseus boards the ship followed by the giantess which caused confusion among the men on the ships until Odysseus interjected that she was an Amazonian warrior who he’d been friends with for years now. Eurylochus Examined her, unsure of her presence being Odysseus’ right hand. Polities ran up to Athena grasping her hand and eagerly shaking it, “ I’m so happy to meet you, any friend of my best buddy Odysseus is a friend to me,” polities said with a somehow even more dorkish smile surrounded by the stubble of a beard, as his head band covered his forehead.

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