#percy jackson is bisexual

[ruegarding]

in honor of pride month, here's percy begrudgingly admitting he thinks ares is handsome after giving him the most unflattering description

[minjimunji]

bi 4 bi percabeth,,,,, 👉👈

[seagull9111]

okay now draw will solace like this

[demigod-shenanigans]

Leo complaining about Jason pulling all the girls is even funnier when you realize the girls he’s pulling are like. Repressed queer girl destined by the goddess of love not to end up with him. Repressed queer girl that’s probably not even into guys. Drew.

None of them are girls Leo is even remotely interested in romantically. Percy also gets a lot of romantic attention—arguably more than Jason—and Leo isn’t bothered by that.

Buddy, I don’t think you’re jealous of the attention Jason is getting for the reason you think you are.

[sleepyraywrites]

The sun and the star was amazing.

[astro-can]

i am in love with grover "can you guys not do pda around me please" underwood with his besties annabeth "i'll kiss you on the cheek to embarrass you more" chase and percy "i'll kiss you on the cheek because bros before hoes" jackson

[mcshizzle-the-fire-boy]

Will Solace is a major Sabrina Carpenter fan and in his head it’s “who’s the cute boy with the brown jacket and italian accent”

[yonemurishiroku]

Annabeth feels annoyed, Luke tried to kill him, Jason is his rival. See, Percy has a type and that is "blonds who want to smash his face."

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Percy, flirting: As a bisexual myself, I would like to be your bi awakening

Jason: I've been out for the past four years

Percy: What?!

Jason: Where have you been??

[alltheprongsdudes]

Just finished toa, and THE ENDING?!? I CANT STOP SMILING, HES SO PRECIOUS 😭

I honestly think that this was the best series out of pjo, and hoo, purely because of the amount of character development that Meg and Apollo get. The fact that Apollo openly compares Zeus and Nero, and that after 4000 years, he's finally realised how much of an abusive a$shole his farther is. And meg calling Nero out? Like yes get it my queen!

"I tried to recall how the god Apollo walked." EXCUSE ME RICK RIORIAN, I DIDN'T NEED TO CRY TODAY 😭. Apollo not being confterble in his godly form, and him missing being Lester- my heart?!

The amount of times i had to put put my book down and stare at the wall Is honestly kind of concerning. Rick really woke up and chose violence when he wrote this series huh?

[ruegarding]

if u don’t want to read that long post, the most important takeaway is actually this

[l0v-ly-c4t]

"Useless Ray Of Goddanm Sunshine"

*I just realized I wrote "uslees" instead of "useless", I'm gonna cry :(*

[decaffeinatedpartymuggoop]

Luke being Percy’s bi awakening is starting to make more and more sense cause why did Percy compare every attractive man he met to him 😭

He met Apollo and Hermes, two very attractive gods and went “You know who you look like! Luke Castellan!”

He was missing his memories, homeless, didn’t even KNOW who Luke was and when he met Octavian he was like “mhm, your a kinda cute pale white boy with blonde hair. Wait! You remind me of someone…”

Like Percy idk man maybe all that hate for Luke stems from somewhere else

[seagull9111]

HEADCANNON that will did not in fact come out when nico confessed to him he actually came out years ago to camp and told nico the first day he was in the infirmary without hesitation.

[kings-favorite-courtjester]

Imma be real, this is from February but here is what I picture will and Nico to look like. The lighting In my room is actual dog shit so.

[lyzsaphrodite]

༊*·˚ Home is Where the Heart is ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

Dior Goodjohn x fem!reader

synopsis: You and Dior are long distanced and she decides to surprise you by coming to visit you for your birthday.

warnings: fluff, fluff, and fluff

a/n: this is not my best writing ever i just wanted to get this out while i work on the Summer fic

You and Dior have been in a long-distance relationship for about a year and a half now. You met on the set of Percy Jackson and instantly clicked; she ended up asking you out two months into filming. After season one wrapped, she went back home to LA, and you returned to your hometown. You haven't seen each other in person since filming wrapped six months ago, because you're still in school. You guys text multiple times a day and FaceTime at least once a day, but it's still hard for both of you. Especially for you since your love language is physical touch, and you just like to have physical connections with people. Your birthday was coming up, so Dior thought it would be an amazing idea if she came and surprised you. She planned it all out with your family; she would fly in on your actual birthday and stay for a month.

Today was finally your birthday. You woke up to look at your phone and found a bunch of birthday wishes from friends, family, and even fans. But none from the person that mattered most to you. You didn't think she would ever forget your birthday. Maybe she just wasn't awake yet, even though it was currently noon, which means it was 9 in LA, and she's always up before 9. But you just decided not to worry about it. You still had the whole day. You were really bummed that she wouldn't be able to come for your birthday, but you understand that she's busy with her music and everything. You got out of bed, took a shower, and got ready for the day. You and your best friend decided to go shopping for your birthday. You visited all your favorite stores, getting all of your birthday freebies. By the time you and your best friend headed home, it was around 4 o’clock, and you've yet to get a message from Dior, which made you visibly disappointed. Your best friend kept seeing you checking your messages every few minutes and finally decided to say something.

“I’m sure she didn't forget; you know her, she's always busy with something.”

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure everyone but her has wished me a happy birthday though. Like even at the mall, those fans who came up to us to say happy birthday, I didn't even know them. And I thought she would be one of the first to say it.”

You finally arrived home and went straight upstairs to put your bags down and take off your shoes. You were home for around 30 minutes when you finally heard the doorbell ring.

“Y/N, someone's here for you,” your mom yelled. You had no clue who it could be; you weren't expecting anyone.

“Coming!” you yelled back to your mom. You hurried down the stairs to the front door, and standing there was Dior with her bags and a gift. She looks just as beautiful as she always does.

“Hey, baby,” she said, smiling.

You had absolutely no idea how to react; you were definitely not expecting this at all. You ran to her and jumped to hug her. As she held and hugged you, you started to tear up.

“I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too.”

“What are you doing here? I thought you weren't able to come.”

“I wanted to surprise you, sweet girl.”

“How long are you staying?”

“For a month.”

“Oh my gosh, no way!”

“Way!”

“OMG, and Mom, you knew about this?”

Your mom just smiled and nodded.

“Yep, and so did your best friend.”

“OMG!! I cannot believe this; I thought you forgot my birthday!”

“I could never forget your birthday, mamas.”

You and Dior share a passionate kiss, the weight of her surprise visit lifting a heavy burden off your shoulders. In that moment, all the worries and doubts melted away, replaced by the warmth of her presence. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

The month that followed was a whirlwind of joy and reconnection. Every day felt like a treasure, filled with laughter, adventures, and stolen moments of affection. Whether it was exploring your hometown together, cooking meals side by side, or simply cuddling on the couch watching movies, every second was cherished. On the day of her departure, you stood at the airport, hand in hand, hearts heavy with the weight of impending separation.

"I wish we lived closer," you managed to say, your voice breaking slightly as you fought back tears, the airport's din muffling your words.

Dior's eyes softened, mirroring the sorrow in your own as she squeezed your hand gently. "I know, darling. It's hard saying goodbye every time," she murmured, her voice tinged with empathy.

You leaned into her embrace, seeking solace in the warmth of her presence amidst the impersonal hustle of the airport. "I hate it when you leave," you stated simply, your voice carrying a mix of longing and frustration, the airport's commotion providing a stark backdrop to your heartfelt confession.

Dior's arms wrapped around you, holding you close as if trying to shield you from the pain of separation. "I feel it too, love. It never gets any easier," she whispered, her breath warm against your ear.

Tears welled up in your eyes as you buried your face in her shoulder, the weight of longing settling heavily in your chest. "I just wish we could be together more often," you confessed, your voice barely audible above the noise of the crowd.

Dior's fingers brushed through your hair soothingly, her touch a silent reassurance. "Me too, sweetheart. But no matter the distance, you'll always have my heart," she vowed, her words a promise of enduring love.

And as you stood together in the midst of the bustling airport terminal, surrounded by the chaos of departure, you found solace in the simple act of being together, knowing that no matter where life may take you, your love would always be a constant, guiding light in the darkness.

this is unusually short because I didn't know how to end it

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