#perseus x hades

[yutopia-eleftheria]

Percy Hurst X Hadrian Diesel Next Generation

Note that Percy was born in Greece and Hadrian was born in Italy. Now they both grow and live in Japan, gaining the Japanese nationality.

Érin Hurst :

Full name : Érin Tina Velvet Hurst

Nickname : Éri

Gender : Female

Birthday : May 30th

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 5′5″ (165 cm)

Weight : 132 lbs (60 kg)

Nationality : Greek / Italian / Japanese

Parents : Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel

Siblings : Starshine Diesel {twin brother}

                          Piper Diesel {younger sister}

Personality : Quick Learner, Curious and Patient

Position : Midfielder

Teams : Zeus (20)

Element : Air

Érin is the oldest daughter of Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel. She has a few minutes older twin brother named Starshine and a “baby” sister named Piper (she likes to call her that way). She feels pretty confident when it comes to her football skills since she learns new tricks and hissatsus fairly quickly.

Starshine Diesel :

Full name : Starshine Sunny Hurst Diesel

Nickname : Star, Shine

Gender : Born Male, Agender

Birthday : May 30th

Zodiac Sign : Gemini

Height : 5′6″ (167 cm)

Weight : 132 lbs (60 kg)

Nationality : Greek / Italian / Japanese

Parents : Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel

Siblings : Érin Hurst {twin sister}

                          Piper Diesel {younger sister}

Personality : Quiet, Smart and Calculating

Position : Defender

Teams : Zeus (4)

Element : Air

Starshine is the only son of Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel, and twin brother of Érin. He makes a wonderful pair with his twin sister, to a point when it is said that they are unstoppable when they play together. He seems a bit cold and not very friendly, but when you get to know him a bit better, he appears to be pretty soft deep inside.

Piper Diesel :

Full name : Piper Dahlila Diesel

Nickname : Pip

Gender : Born Female, Demigirl

Birthday : July 30th

Zodiac Sign : Leo

Height : 5′2″ (157 cm)

Weight : 129 lbs (55 kg)

Nationality : Greek / Italian / Japanese

Parents : Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel

Siblings : Érin Hurst {older sister}

                          Starshine Diesel {older brother}

Personality : Curious, Adventurous and Playful

Position : Forward

Teams : Zeus (13)

Element : Fire

Piper is the second daughter and last child of Percy Hurst and Hadrian Diesel. She is her twin siblings “Pride and Joy” and they love her so deeply. She is said to be a shining star as her talent is impressive. Her technique is impeccable and her speed is outstanding.

[sarafangirlart]

The contrast between Perseus and Dionysus is interesting because while they’re both sons of Zeus from mortal mothers, Perseus is still firmly a mortal and has a mortal mindset, while Dionysus fully acts like a god. It makes Perseus being the victor in their confrontation, or at least driving him to a standstill, all the more impressive.

Yet ppl call him a coward for killing Medusa while she’s sleeping lol when he’s literally just working smarter not harder.

I imagine when Perseus “killed” Dionysus it was like this:

And the only reason Dionysus didn’t kill Perseus is bc Hermes stepped in and told them to come to an agreement (also Ariadne is resurrected).

[ast3rrul3z]

My life has significantly improved

Ive got bitches 🫶 @m0mm13s-f4v0r1t2-h3ll-sp4wn 🩷🩷🩷

[just-1-scorpio]

I looked through Greek mythology retellings, and such on Amazon, and Goodreads. Why? Because I wanted to see what kind of badly writen book can be there, and because I like to suffer.

And I found one.

And... it's an Ariadne x minotaur book. Just why?

Honestly. The book cover is telling. It looks bad, and generic. There is a defrent book cover for it in Goodreads. And it's batter, and less photoshoped probably, but still not good. It's still generic.

For some reason the Labyrinth is probably a nightclub and fighting arena, which is why? Why did the writer had to transform the Labyrinth into a night club and fighting arena? Also for some reason Styx here is a city. And why did he has to be part of a court? I'm sorry but how doas this make sense? Asterius is not a god, and has little to do with the underworld. And based on how little regard the writer has towoards he original myth, my gues is that Greece looks suspiciously not Greek but American in this book.

Why did she had to write Ariadne as an assassion. Her not being a princess actually worsens this. In the original myth, her helping Theseus was an act of rebelion/defaience ageinst her father, which made Theseus abendoning her more tragic. Also what sister? I looked up, and traid to find which sister this was about. The first one is Acacallis, and I did not found any sources that say she was killed. The second one is Phaedra who in the most well known telling commited suicide. And the last one is Xenodice, who we only know that is the dauther of Minos. That's it. Eather the writer will write one of them being killed by someone, or will make up a sister for her (who I bet will have a non Greek name).

Shiping them is just bad. If somone want's to write a story where there is a conection between the two, then there is a compeling sibling tragedy. The tragedy of eather Asterius slowly lossing himself, and becomes a blood tirsty monster, whaile Ariadna trying to help him, but realising that her brother is already gone, and will nevor come back. Or Asterius becoming a monster because of Minos's treatment of him, whaile Ariadne is unable to help.

So please someone tell me. Why doas this book part of a 7 book long book series, with a 3 book long spin off series, that is part of a 13 book long book universe? And how is this a fresh take?

[xoxochb]

⋆·˚ ༘ * she was a girl, he was an idiot

warnings: reader on her period, dramatic behavior, that kinda stuff pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hades a/n: here’s this bc I’m on my period and I started crying over percy because he’s percy so… this is also might not be my best work because I’ve got the worst cramps of my life rn

“percy, it’s not fair” you cry, wiping your tears from your cheeks

percy laughs at your saddened state. from the moment you told him you had been on your period he made fun of you for every dramatized action you made

���what’s not fair, sunshine?”

you pinch percy’s arm. “don’t call me that, asshole!”

the nickname was entirely ironic. when you first arrived at camp you had a silent rivalry with percy. he thought he was so cool and you hated him for it. you were later claimed by hades which explained why you were angry at him for no reason. percy hadn’t let the nickname go

“okay, okay, I’m sorry. tell me”

you throw up your copy of little women and more tears fall. “beth! she’s dead, she died and it’s not fair”

“c’mere, angel” percy takes the book out of your hand and places it to the side. he then pulls you into his chest allowing you to cry “beth is fictional”

“she wasn’t to me!” you snap, pulling your head out of percy’s chest “what do you know about beth march?!”

“nothing, angel. I’m sorry”

percy places your head back on his chest. your crying is replaced with love instantly. you nuzzle your head more into percy’s skin, he kisses the top of your head in return

“percy I don’t want to be on my period anymore”

“I can get you pregnant? you’ll get nine whole months free!”

you gasp and sit up again. “perseus! that is not how it works!”

“I’m just joking, relax”

percy wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you back into his chest, and additionally keeping you from sitting up again. one of his hands moves up to run through your hair slowly, calming you instantly. you sigh and let yourself melt into him. the rain outside cabin thirteen taps lightly against the window and soon you find yourself in a deep slumber

[granddaughterofdemeter]

Hi, if you want to do it I would really appreciate it, you can do an imagine Percy Jackson x Female reader daughter of Hades where she is very close to her godly Father (Hades best father) they are very close and she and Percy are dating and Hades finds out, Can you tell me what their confrontation with Jealous Hades would be like with his daughter and Percy with that affronting and sarcastic way of his?

ofc!

*inspo from b99, jake meeting amy's dad*

Get. Away. From. My. Daughter.

[percy jackson x f!reader]

" Or I will. skin. you"

" So you can just control your daughter's life?"

"No-, ugh you, Perseus Jackson, are so infuriating."

You love Percy, of course you do, but when he asked to meet Hades you freaked. He was hurt, sadly, but he quickly understood why after this.

Though, unfortunately for you, your man is a very, very, maddening person.

A large bang caught your attention as Percy leaned in, a mischievous grin crossing his face. You both snapped your eyes toward the door while the dark energy surrounding the Underworld crawled close to you.

The guilty sighs coming from both Nico and Will helped you discern what was going on.

" We tried, [Name]. I'm sorry..." Will apologized. You smiled and shook them off as you placed your focus on your very angry father.

"[NAME], why would you even think about dating this mediocre, dense, child?"

You groaned but before you could say anything, your, mediocre, dense, boyfriend, interrupted you.

"Maybe it's because she likes my, mediocre, dense, brain!"

Hades nearly lost it...

So, of course Percy made it worse by twirling you to face him and kissing you on the forehead knowing full well that your dad would lose his shit.

"Get. Away. From. My. Daughter, Or I will skin you alive."

"So you think you can just control your daughter's life?"

"No- ugh, you, Perseus Jackson, are an infuriating person! [Name], are you sure this is the person you want to spend a while in your life with?"

Percy got increasingly offended.

"A while? Why can't she spend a lifetime with me?"

Hades laughed in your boyfriends face, before retorting. "My daughter has the ability to gain men much better than you ever could be."

That was when you butt in. "How dare you say that Percy isn't a man that deserves me?"

"It's alright, Rosie, he's not wrong." Percy chuckled, antagonized by the truth he could see your dad's words.

"No, you deserve me and I deserve you, and my father doesn't have the right to call my romantic choice 'mediocre' because this isn't the 1800s and he can't sell me for two sheep."

Percy smiled gently towards you as you scolded your surprised dad just for him.

Hades sighed, looking at the gaze that your lover held for you. He could see the love that he had long ago refused to believe that Poseidon's demigod son could hold for someone that wasn't himself just like his father.

But that moment was what helped Hades realize that he can't control the fact that you are your own woman who can choose who you want to love...

hope you like it!

sorry it took me so long (ノへ￣、)

[daystarpoet]

•ྀ༅꙳ the stars by the ocean ೄ

percy jackson x hades!reader. also gn! reader. my first request, i hope you like it. it took me a bit, sorry! percy teaches you how to surf, and you teach him about the stars. not proofread, if there are any mistakes, let me know. dividers by @aquazero

percy could be quite the persistent person when he wanted to— maybe it was his adhd, or maybe it was just percy. either way, when the boy set his mind on something, there was no way of convincing him to stop. like that one time he had insisted he could pick your ration of the strawberries while you rested your injury, only to end up with a severe sunburn from the extra hours of work.

it was no surprise when he practically broke into your cabin, stating that he was going to teach you how to surf. his offer was—of course— only met with objection, getting percy jackson to drag you into the water with him was definitely not a good idea. sometimes it seemed like he forgot that not everyone was physically unable to drown like him.

the only way he got you to agree to his lessons, was by making a deal. if you allowed him to teach you how to surf, he would let you teach him everything about astronomy. as a child of hades, you sure had a lot of knowledge about that, and having someone to rant to was nice; so you eventually agreed.

percy was jumping up and down as he dragged you from his mom’s car to the beach, an unmistakable, mischievous smirk playing on his lips. the turquoise of the sea matching the colour of his eyes— a little quirk you enjoyed about him, how his eyes would always turn the colour of the nearest water source.

many hours in the water, and a lot of trust in your boyfriend’s lifeguarding skills were needed until you managed to actually stand up and surf a few ways. you weren’t a natural—logically— but that didn’t make percy any less proud. he would peck your cheeck between wave and wave, as a way to keep encouraging you.

percy’s weight was leaned on his arms, as he set one hand on each side— one behind your back. the sun was almost completely gone by now, and some faint stars could be seen adorning the sky. the wind blew some of percy’s still wet strands of hair—being at a mortal beach meant he couldn’t just get into the water and stay dry.

percy watched you with a light—and somewhat lovestruck— smile, as you began your ramblings about the stars. he hadn’t quite imagined you held this much knowledge, but he didn’t mind.

“right there,” his gaze followed your pointed finger “you can’t see it all that well, but that’s perseus.” you told him, pointing at the constellation of his namesake. “i bet that one’s your favorite.” percy smirked, only to earn a slap in the shoulder from your end.

“you’re always making things about yourself—” you snorted before continuing with your talk. “and, there, though you can only see it in september, is pegasus.” his eyes only darted to whatever you were showing him temporarily, always returning to your face in just seconds.

perhaps they stayed on yours for a little too long. suddenly, he could no longer hear your voice, nor the faint sound of the waves. it was only your eyes, your face, your hair— “perseus jackson! are you even listening to me?” you questioned your boyfriend, giving him a scolding look. “uh, no… sorry…” his head dropped, resting his forehead against your shoulder. “annabeth is right, you know, you do have seaweed for a brain.” you chuckled, running your hand though his dark hair.

“that’s nice.” he murmured, tracing patterns into the sand with his finger. “everything is nice here with you. having a day off camp— i really enjoyed that.” he sounded sincere, almost too sincere. you smiled, cupping his face to make him look at you, leaning in to peck his lips.

“i enjoyed it, too.”

[sovksluv]

no one but you.

𖤐 . pairing - book!Clarisse La Rue x gn!Hades!reader

𖤐 . request - hullo hullo! i hope this isnt a bother but i was wondering if you can write a hc of childofhades!reader being claimed like similar to episode one and how percy got claimed during capture the flags? lots of hugs im so disappeinted that their aren't a lot child of hades fies. hades is honestly my fav greek god and character from the show

𖤐 . content includes - fighting, blood, daggers, lowk mean clarisse, idk what else

𖤐 . word count - 1,208

𖤐 . taglist - @perseus-jackass

𖤐 . a/n - this wasn’t meant to be clarisse x reader but it kinda just morphed into it, not complaining tho 🤷‍♀️

you don’t particularly enjoy the weekly capture the flag games, but since Annabeth has led and won the past two, it would be wrong not to aid in the blue team's success.

her first game had ended with a surprise when camp half-blood’s newest camper, Percy Jackson, had been claimed by Poseidon.

now, you were stealthily moving through the woods, peeking around trees with your dagger held tight in your hand. your job is to find and disarm Clarisse, or at least distract her while, Percy and Annabeth made their way to the red team’s flag.

your head shot to the direction of a twig snapping, tightening your grip on your dagger, you ducked behind a tree and scanned your surrounding area.

“i know you're there,” you heard a far, raspy voice call, not even attempting a whisper.

you sucked in a sharp breath and slowly turned your head to the direction of the voice. you heard the crunch of leaves under their feet as they got closer. you had a feeling you knew who it was, but you were still unsure.

“oh, come on, no need to quiet yourself. I know you search these woods for me,” the voice hinted, but at this point you had already recognized it. it was Clarisse.

it became clearer now that she was closer, which pushed you to quietly sigh out loud and stand up from the tree, emerging from behind it. there stood Clarisse La Rue, she had her spear stabbed into the ground with one hand and helmet cradled in the other. but what drew most of your attention was the smirk planted on her face.

“hey there, Sparks,” she teased, her smirk increasing at the raise of your eyebrow.

you loosened the grip on your dagger, noticing you’d been gripping it even harder than before. 

“don’t call me that,” you replied, inching closer to her, holding up your dagger.

“don’t be such a grump, Sparks,” she taunted, throwing her helmet to the side, wielding her spear. “what are you doing here all alone? looking for me?” she smirked and moved closer towards you as well. the two of you began circling around each other, weapons in hand.

you held eye contact with her hypnotizing eyes, ignoring her questions. her smirk widened and her head slightly turned. “i'll take that as a yes.” she stopped walking and stood up straight, lowering her spear once again.

you hesitantly copied her movements, although still slightly weary. you sighed, squinting your eyes at her as if you were trying to read her like a book. “well, why are you just standing there? i thought you loved fighting people.” 

She slowly licked her lips and stepped closer. the sunlight between the trees shined right on her face, making her eyes glow with a warm, unfamiliar delicacy. “i was gonna go easy on ya’ sparks, wouldn't wanna hurt you too much.”

you scoffed and boldly decided to strike first. you took quick steps towards her, swiping your dagger at her with each one. She skillfully dodged each swipe, taking steps back from you as she did it. she grinned at your failed attempts to strike her. 

“come on, Sparks, you can do better than that. come on. come at me.” you let out a huff and went at her again. she countered all your moves with her spear this time, using the dull end to knock at your dagger. 

you moved with sloppy determination, while she countered everything you had smoothly and flawlessly. “don’t go all soft on me, Sparks. i know you can do better.

“i told you to stop…” swipe “calling…” swipe “me…” swipe “that!”

Clarisse had her back pinned against a tree, with your dagger pressed tightly against her neck. she was breathless, looking at you with both surprise and pride on her face. 

she let out a breathless laugh. “look at you, Sparks. i knew you could do it.” she held strong eye contact with you, refusing to be the one to break it first.

your grip on your dagger faltered, and you swallowed harshly.

Clarisse took your surprise to shove you off of her with her spear. she began her own attempts at striking you. this time you skillfully countered her attacks. 

your dueling constantly sent the both of you backing up from the other. Clarisse’s hits seemed to soften as yours became even more determined.

“wouldn't we be better on the same team?” you ignored her taunts, but you were unable to ignore the way the fire inside you raged brighter and hotter. her taunting was fueling the constant burning.

few cuts littered your skin, some also visible on her. Clarisse was becoming sloppy, her spear faltering and her feet tripping over small tree roots and rocks.

Clarisse continued, noticing the fire lighting up behind your eyes. “but we can’t, can we? because you’re just a pathetic little unclaimed child.” her words felt like an indescribable searing traveling through your bloodstream.

suddenly, Clarisse was flat on the ground, her hair splayed out and her spear lying far away from her with your legs pinning her to the ground. a scream rang through her ears and the woods, and she felt a stinging on her neck.

though she felt the blood and felt the pain, she couldn’t tear her wide eyes from the bright, burning symbol of Hades floating above your head. the fire from your eyes matched the fire above you as you heaved, still unaware that your father had made an entrance.

“Hades…” she whispered. it was barely audible but you heard it. 

you drew your dagger away from her, not missing the way blood had seeped from her biggest wound. no one had been able to draw blood from Clarisse. ever. 

“what?” you whispered. your breath fanned her face. she still hadn’t looked at you, eyes still trained on the scorching fire above. your eyes followed hers, widening as you finally realized what she was looking at.

“oh.” you softly spoke. you carefully got off of her and stood up, hesitantly offering your hand for her to grab. she pulled herself up, a new smirk planted on her lips.

“finally understand all that fury you’ve got, Sparks.” she laughed and retrieved both her spear and her helmet. she ignored the aching cut on her neck, not wanting you to have any more glory than you already got.

 “yeah… i guess so.” you breathlessly chuckled, watching the symbol above you disappear as the two of you heard the final conch sound. 

slight panic washed over Clarisse’s face, now suddenly realizing that you had successfully distracted her for the majority of the game. “what? worried you lost again?” you taunted her, a mocking smirk on your face.

she scoffed and playfully shoved you. “whatever. just go.” she tried to sound serious but the small smile on her face showed otherwise.

a smile like hers was mirrored onto your face as the two of you slowly made your way back to the other campers. Clarisse would never admit to the warmth she felt when being near you, or the smile on her face.

but seriously, she would never let another soul see her like this. no one but you.

© sovksluv 2024 , please do not repost or translate my work !

[lyculuscaelus]

Shiptober (Greek Mythology)

(Sorry a bit late but I just want to make one of these for Epic Cycle and Hadestown and Epic fandom, and a little disclaimer: it’s my version anyway. Also the ships are mainly collected from these two fandoms) (You might not like some of them and that’s okay, just ignore them. I might have forgotten abt some ships so they might not make it to the list and I’m sorry abt that. These are the ones I’ve gathered so far and I don’t think I’ve put any toxic ship here)

Agamnestra (Agamemnon x Clytemnestra)

Catalogue of Ships (aka Iliad book 2 appreciation)

Telestratus (Telemachus x Peisistratus)

OdyMene (Odysseus x Menelaus)

DioSthene (Diomedes x Sthenelus)

Telesicaä (Telemachus x Nausicaä)

Aphrodite x Ares

Hephaestus x Aphrodite

OdyPoli (Odysseus x Polites)

OdyDio (Odysseus x Diomedes)

Perenor (Perimedes x Elpenor)

OdyEury (Odysseus x Eurylochus)

IdoMeri (Idomeneus x Meriones)

Hera x Zeus

Telestratus (I’m biased so)

Patrochilles (Patroclus x Achilles)

Achilochus (Achilles x Antilochus)

Peleus x Thetis

Pyrrhus x Hermione (canon ship anyway)

Perseus x Andromeda

Hyapollo (Hyacinthus x Apollo)

Hectromache (Hector x Andromache)

OdyPen (Odysseus x Penelope)

Laërtes x Anticleia

Menelen (Menelaus x Helen)

Telecaste (Telemachus x Polycaste)

Paris x Oenone (canon ship anyway)

Eurymene (Eurylochus x Ctimene)

Jason x Medea

Hades x Persephone

Orphydice (Orpheus x Eurydice)

( @prompted-wordsmith at thy request)

[whereianonymouslypostfics]

Game Night

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~1.8k

Summary: The fam plays trivia

A/N: Something fluffy to offset...everything else 😅

Warnings: fluff, arguments, fluff!

You frown deeply as you sink back in your chair with a near silent hum. You are sitting beside your wife in a room with all of your friends. You’re in the home theater staring at the screen in front of you wondering what the answer to this particular question is. 

You’re not sure whose idea it was, but at some point you all decided to have a game night which started simply with cards and some board games. You quickly realized that certain games were off the table due to the multiple competitive personalities that could make things more tense than relaxing.

The second time you and Yelena nearly started throwing hands over Jenga, both Wanda and Natasha banned you from playing together. Monopoly was nearly as bad as you tried to win as much money as possible, while Yelena tried to simply own more property than you and ensure you landed in jail as often as possible.

For this reason, someone suggested a calmer game of trivia. This is the first time you’ve played and Steve volunteered to pick the categories for each round and figure out the questions and answers. The idea was that each week, or however often they could play, they would rotate. You had agreed to go next and Wanda already knew she’d have to limit your horror movie and animal questions. 

“I don’t know, Wands. I think the answer is…”

You steal the pen and write down the name of the “Greek demigod who was infamous for killing this woman with serpents for hair”. Wanda frowns but decides that she can’t really argue with you and that she must be thinking of someone else. She hands you the tablet before nodding and letting you submit your answer. You look to Yelena and Nat before turning to Pietro who’s frowning beside Bucky. 

You feel confident of your answer, and you’re enjoying the category of ‘famous killers’ that you’re sure Steve chose for you. You have already been the only one, other than Yelena of course, to identify clues for Hannibal Lector, Jack the Ripper, and Chucky. 

You’re currently tied with Yelena which of course makes you a little more on edge. That said, you’re just beginning the game, and there are a few more categories to go. 

After everyone’s submitted their answers, you can’t help but smile smugly as all of them pop up on the screen, yours (your avatar is your dog’s face because you couldn’t help yourself) appears on top indicating that it’s the correct response. 

Steve nods before looking to Pietro who’s the one who answered ‘Hades’

“Perseus. Good job to those who responded correctly.” 

As usual, Pietro scowled in annoyance before giving the tablet back to Bucky to let him try his luck. Wanda just smiles before patting you on the knee and waiting for the last question. Each round had 10 and Wanda was definitely ready to move on. 

The last question you don’t get right because you aren’t well versed in Australian crime, and it’s only with Nat’s help that Yelena just barely beats you in this category. You reach beside you for a sip of your drink as you wait for Steve to reveal the next category. So far you’ve been really impressed with his questions and you’re only a little nervous about taking over next time. 

“The answer to each question of the next category will be a number.” 

You simply nod before glancing to Wanda with a small smile as you shrug in response to her confused look. 

The first couple of questions stump you, and even though she was confident in her answers, Wanda didn’t know them either. You’re slightly discouraged until the question “how many feet are in a mile” comes along and you are glad to have a reason to remember the seemingly useless fact you’d learned in elementary school.

Also, thank you Rent for the question about how many minutes are in a year. 

When a picture of one of your least favorite dog breeds shows up on the screen you are about to reach out for the pen, but Wanda snatches it away with a wide smile. You’re not surprised that after years with you she knows ‘how many teeth does this animal have’. 

You wait for your friends to answer and you’re not sure if they’d know the answer to this, but Yelena and Nat seem to. You can’t help but laugh when you see Pietro and Bucky’s response. 

“300? Seriously Pietro?” 

“Yeah, that’s a little excessive.”

Your brother-in-law merely shakes his head before he points to the picture of a happily panting Pembroke Welsh Corgi. They’re cute dogs but rarely did they behave for you at work, so they weren’t your favorite, by a long shot.

“Not true, Y/n. You should know that they’re basically sharks.” 

He says it with a straight face and you can’t help but near cackle in response. You honestly can’t argue with this and you almost want to give Pietro the point this round instead of everyone else who answered correctly with ‘’42”. Wanda just rolls her eyes but she’s smiling as she watches you wipe tears from your eyes. She wraps an arm around you as you lean into her with a sigh. 

“Alright, Pietro. Fair enough.” 

It’s not until the last round that is a bunch of pictures of cars that you and Yelena get a little rowdy. The category is ‘cars from movie scenes’ and you know almost all of them. There is a total of ten and you’d already furiously scribbled all of the ones you knew for sure, but you were stuck staring at a red car that was flipped upside down midair and you had no idea. Wanda didn’t know either, and now you and Yelena were standing beside Steve at the screen arguing about the possibilities. 

“It’s Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.” 

“No, it’s not! That’s that…a different one.”

“No, it’s not. A car definitely went upside down in the movie.” 

You think about the only scene where a car really gets messed up, and you’re pretty sure that this isn’t it. You shake your head again before looking to Steve with a sweet smile. 

“Can we get a hint?” 

He’s already shaking his head and Wanda’s laughing when you pout before moving back to your seat. You sit down with a huff before curling up to your wife with a shrug. You whisper in her ear so Yelena won’t hear you admit defeat. 

“I really don’t know that one.” 

Wanda smiles before grabbing your hand and squeezing it reassuringly. She can tell you’re stressed because you’re tied with Yelena and Pietro is trailing not too far behind. If you lose this round, you lose all bragging rights and also have to listen to Yelena brag for an undetermined amount of time. 

When you see the answers for all of the scenes you nearly scream when you realize that you’d gotten a couple wrong. You are now behind Yelena and you’re about to start crying when Steve speaks up as he sees that both you and Yelena are prepared to fight.

“Before we get too riled up, there is a bonus round. We can bet any number of points on this one question. I’ll give you the category shortly.” 

You look to your total points with Wanda and sigh when you discover you’re 5 points behind Yelena at 135. You can bet all or nothing, or something in-between. You’ll have to see what the category is first. 

Your face nearly falls when you’re told what your victory may hinge on.

“Pregnancy?” 

“Just in general or…?”

Steve shakes his head before he mimes zipping his lips shut. You shake your head as you turn to your wife who’s deep in thought. Honestly, she’s the only one in this room that’s even considered being pregnant, but none of you have experienced that yet. You’re not sure how many points to bet on this. You’re tempted to bet none, but you can’t let Yelena win. 

Wanda leans in as she shoots Yelena a look that she doesn’t miss. 

“What if we bet 10 points so if Yelena bets nothing we still win?” 

You smile at this idea, but one look at your friend tells you that she’s not going to bet nothing. You consider your options before you write a number on the tablet and shoot your wife a questioning look. She just shrugs before agreeing to 50 points instead and you just hope that you know the answer to this question. 

Once everyone’s placed their bets Steve clicks to the next screen to a question that makes you whoop victoriously. 

“What type of animal has the longest gestation period?” 

You’re so lucky it was an animal question.

Yelena groans in annoyance and Pietro curses before he throws his pen into the seats behind him. Bucky grumbles something under his breath as he goes to grab it, and Wanda grabs your hand with a hopeful look. 

“You know?” 

You turn to Yelena who’s watching you carefully and you stick out your tongue at her as you write the answer down for you wife to see. Wanda doesn’t get a chance to acknowledge it before Yelena who obviously doesn’t know jumps up and runs toward you. 

“Of course it’s about animals. Tell me the answer! Come here you little--!” 

You attempt to flee and you jump up and run back down the aisle toward the door, but Yelena’s too fast. Wanda watches in horror and mild irritation as Yelena tackles you to the ground and starts to tickle you. You’re thrashing around on the ground and trying to push Yelena off as Wanda looks to Steve who just shrugs and shows the answers that you and Pietro’s team gave.

“Sharks and elephants. The correct answer is sharks with up to 3 years.” 

They hear you cheer again but it’s quickly followed by a scream as Yelena attacks your sides again. You manage to knock her off of you and wrap your arms around her to hold her in place. You’re lucky you aren’t standing otherwise you’re sure the blonde could flip you onto your back.

“Haha I win! We win! Elephants are 22 months though so good guess guys—oww!” 

Wanda simply sighs as she looks upwards and wonders if she’ll be able to get you home in one piece tonight. Something tells her that it will be a challenge. Especially if Yelena has anything to say about it. 

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[toulousewayne]

A Robin’s Quarrel 🏹⚔️

Red Robin X male!reader with a male Amazon.

Summary:Your a male Amazon/Gargareans,who is sent to the Man’s world to find Ares and stop him from enslaving humans and killing the Amazons. You need Tim’s help in your quest to stop Ares.

—————

The island of Thalarion was home to a race of men similar to the Amazons, they’re known as Gargareans. Most of the men there are reincarnations of men who had died in battle. Zeus and the other Gods created them to be equal to the Amazons and they’ve lived here for centuries. Many of the men there trained and practiced their skills, none really craved for more than that. Except for one Gargarean, Argus.

He had heard stories of the Goddess blessing those with gifts of children and families, he loved and would die for his brothers but he longed for something more.

Against his King’s orders he read secret documents and one night during a full harvest moon the island was in a celebration and feast. Argus ventured to a small part of the island and into a cave they long had been abandoned. He made a small offering on the alter and used his blood. He begged and asked the Goddess Hera for a child. Many of the islands inhabited were adults and returned as such, no male child had been on the island. That night lighting struck the alter sending the man away.

On the alter was a bundle wrapped in red silk, Argus unwrapped it and found a baby boy sleeping peacefully. When he returned to his brothers it caused the festival stop and almost none of them had seen a baby. The king was furious and nearly had Argus killed but several men vouched for him and refused to allow the King to harm him or the child. From then on the child would be look after by the entire island, and the King too grow to like the boy, he was named Y/n.

———-

Y/n was a curious and cheerful boy, he loved learning from his father, watching the men train and learning with the King and his Advisers.

Y/n was trained in combat and was a skilled swordsman and archer. Argus and the King meet several times to discuss the boys futures. By the time Y/n was Eighteen it was determined that he would be the Gargarean’s champion and would go to man’s world to defeat Ares who had long become twisted on his plans of world domination. Y/n was to be sent to stop him like the Amazons had let Diana leave years prior.

“My son,Y/n brings me great join that you will be our champion but I will never be able to be okay without your presence.” Y/n teary eye hugs his father before standing before the King.

“You have brought great joy to this dull island little solider. You will bring great honor to us all and you will be sent where none of us have ever been. Do not forget your training and remember Ares will have spies you must trust your own judgment.” Before he left the king gave armor and weapons.

“This sword was once used to slay the Gorgon Medusa, the Harpe of Perseus. Shield of Achilles. Lastly, this item will be a Lasso of your own.”

“What does it do?” Y/n asked securing it to his armor. The king grinned grimly.

“I hope you never had to use it, but you must go now.” Y/n boarded a boat was pushed from the island by two of the strongest men. He waved goodbye to his father before him and the entire island was covered in smoke and was never seen again.

When he awoke it was nightfall again and he saw a land with large buildings and shining lights.

“Great Hades this place is dark and smells.” Once he touched the dock he draped himself in a cloak and wandering to the street. The people around him gave him strange looks. He wondered around until he heard a loud ringing.

He ventured around the corner until he saw a sea of red and blue light flashing in front of a pantheon like building. Drawing closer he walks inside and heard shouts and loud banging.

He turns the corner to see a man with half his face deformed firing a large gun at a boy closer to his age in red, black, green and yellow colors.

“Why do you flip around so much?” The boy turned to him with shock.

“You gotta go before he—“

The man chuckles,”Brought a friend with ya kid? Too bad the coin says you both get you die tonight.” Two-Face starts shooting at Y/n. Y/n in one swift moment shields the young hero and uses his braces on his forearm to deflect the incoming bullets. Once Two-Face’s has noticed he gets pissed.

“What kinda freak are ya?”

Y/n smiles, I believe that if anyone in this room is a freak it would be you my friend.” Before Two-Face can reply Y/n takes his shield and throws it disarming him, next he takes the lasso and wraps Two-Face up and yanking him up.

“You-“ he’s cut off by Y/n lifting him off the ground and staring up at him.

“Why are you desecrating this building.” The hero wants up and places a hand on Y/n’s braces.

“It’s okay, I can talk him from here.” Y/n looked down at the hero, he nodded before untying Two Face who collapsed to the ground and was swiftly knocked out and hand cuffed.

Red Robin turned to the boy and stopped him before he could leave.

“Thank you, but I had that under control. Who are you?” Y/n eyed him.

“I’m Y/n of Thalarion, I’ve been sent to Man’s world to find and stop Ares. Who are you colorful mortal?”

Red Robin raised a masked brow. “Red Robin,why are you in Gotham?”

Y/n shrugged. “My boat brought me here, I’m sure Ares’ not far from here.” He turns and leaves. Red Robin chases after him and he sees him already across the street pointing a sword at a taxi.

“Are you Ares’ Chariot driver, speak now and I will spare you?” Red Robin swiftly runs to him and pushes him out the road as the taxi driver swears and shouts at the pair.

“Why did you do that, he could have lead me to Ares!” Y/n is angry and it’s only now Tim notices how the young Thalarion towers over him by a foot and a half.

“Look your never gonna find him this way, I have friends. Allies who can help. If you trust me I can help you, but I need you to trust me.” The young Thalarion huffs and calms down.

“If you insist, take me to these friends of yours. My quest is too valuable to wait.” Red Robin sighs and ushers him to follow.

———

The two stand on a rooftop in Gotham City Sqaure and Y/n is taking in the city for the first time.

“Is this where you lived,thigh lights are..breath taking.” Red Robin turns to him and walks to the edge where he’s standing.

“I grew up on the outskirts of the city, but yes every once in a while I do take in the views. Unaware to him Y/n looked at Tim as he was talking and returned his gaze to the city.

“These friends of yours how will they help, do they know where Ares is?” Red Robin looks down at the ground.

“I don’t know, but I think they’ll have more for you to go on.”

“Red Robin.” The pair turn to see Batman and Wonder Woman.

“Great Hera, I didn’t even know there were still Thalarions.” Wonder Woman looked at the boy in shock.

“What is this about Ares returning?” Batman eyed the young Thalarion before.

“I’ve been sent to find him and stop him, Red Robin says you have information. After that’ll be on my way.”

Batman didn’t move and Wonder Woman was slowly regaining her composure. “Yes, and if it’s true and he’s returned they we don’t have much time to prepare.”

“Red Robin and I we will meet with you later. I’ll contact you.” Wonder Woman nodded and turned to Y/n.

“Follow me.” The two flew off Batman looked back at him.

“Where did you find him?” He turned to grapple.

“He found me,he saved me.”

“Hmmm.” Batman grappled towards the city with Red Robin not far behind him.

[sunny-mercya]

Ordinary Godly

Apollo x Male Reader

Fandom -> Percy Jackson Series

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Percy Jackson, who has fought a variety of Monsters and argued—even battled at some point—with the Godly deities of the mighty Olympus, had expected everything—when stepping into the home of Jason and Will, with the rest of his little friends troop—but nothing like this.

Seeing you, the deity of tranquility and slumber—another brother of Hypnos—for the very first time in actuality—was a weird experience of meeting for Percy.

»THERE YOU ARE! MY TWO PRECIOUS SUMMER BOYS! OH, NICO! I GREET YOU TOO, COME HERE!«

You had emerged from the Kitchen, baggy clothes—consisted of a large tee with the print of some band name and lyrics quote and pyjama pants—covered in what seemed to be flour and cocoa powder.

Your voice was loud, filled with thrilling excitement of joyfulness. Taking Jason and Will into your arms, hugging them tightly against you and giving each of them more than just a few kisses to the cheeks and head. Nico had been pulled into this as well, suffering through much affection as well.

You're radiating more hyperactivity energy and child like behaviour off, than the emotions you're meant to send out.

Walking into a home, in which Jason and Will had grown up with their two godly parents, which looked so damn mundane humane—that Percy had to take a double check on that Cookie Tin-can, filled with sewing stuff.

It confused him. If they all had learned one thing of being Demigods—half children of godly blessings, which sometimes could be seen as a curse though—that none of the gods and goddesses—their other parentally half—live like a ordinary human.

Always exotic enormously flashy, expensive, but never dare to boring and dull—than a god whose dull and pathetic unnoticeable, could not be worthy for eternity of mighty existence.

Yet, Percy thought, both the house and you are a stark contrast to what they have been told. Simple and ordinary.

»Are we sure this is really a deity?« asked Percy in a hushed whisper, leaning down to Annabeths ear and elbowing her in the side.

»I haven't seen Demosonos personally, but I highly doubt Jason and Will wouldn't recognised their parent.« she whispered back, keeping wary glances at them—some Gods can't be trusted.

Nico who had managed to free himself from the suffocating hug of love, stepped back to them and hissed in the same hushing voice of whispers;

»Do you two have any death wishes? Don't upset them.«

I mean, Percy thought—letting his gaze wander back to you—if we do so, what would happen? Ares, Zeus, Hades, Athena and his own father—Poseidon—are much more scarily and worthy of being called merciless fighters.

You on the other hand, looked—truthfully—weak. Percy could for sure, probably, take you down in seconds.

After all, from what he could gather, you're more than just a minor god—even less than minor, a subcategory inside a subcategory—unworthy to be mention with the same breath of saying Nxy, Hypnos and all the way to Morpheus.

Still, Percy is after all confused to why their Prophecy and Quest is, to seek you out and ask for your help.

Lesser Gods aren't helpful, they're more a nuisance.

~~~

»And this must be your other friends? Right? Perseus and Annabeth?« the question was more towards your sons.

You stepped towards the two teens, Will had already pulled Nico away to the Sofa and Jason had gone to the Kitchen, greeting loudly his other dad.

Percy and Annabeth felt both a bit uncomfortable with your vacant stare and the friendly smile on your lips.

»Uhh, It's Percy actually, I don't liked to be called Perseus« Percy didn't know, why of all the things he could say, decided to say this—but he did, mouth being faster than his brain again—and Annabeth elbowed him hard in the rips, a tiny gaps of breath intake left her lips.

The friendly smile never wavered from your lips, nodding at them—they couldn't tell if you had even listen properly, vacant glint still in your eyes—head dropping a bit to the side.

»Aah! You want some tea and Sweets? C'mon, c'mon, now don't be shy you two, take a seat. Will be a dear and help me« clapping your hands, you ushered the two teens to the Sofa, skipping already to the Kitchen.

»I will explain later a bit,« with that being said, Will stood up as well.

Neither of the three said anything, looking around the living room with more interest than addressing the current situation—or more issues perhaps?

»I thought you knew what he is like Nico....I mean with you being Wills boyfriend, you are prone to meet his parents«

»Hey hey, don't come at me now Chase. I only have met Mr. [Surname] like three times and that was in the city.«

»Small tip of advice, don't be so stiff. Relax a little or Pa's gonna worry again« they hadn't noticed Jason, who have come back from the kitchen with a tray of Tea cups and Kettle.

Will following soon after with a Tray of sweets and pastries, setting it down on the coffee table. They both getting comfortable on the sofas—Jason on the main big one, while Will had sat with Nico on the right mini sofa and Percy and Annabeth on the left—again.

Nico instantly following Jasons advice, relaxing his body and sliding just a bit down.

When Apollo had entered the living room, Annabeth and Percy gasped loudly in surprise. Standing up they bow their head or more like, Annabeth forced Percy to do as well.

»Lord Apollo!«

»Since when did you become a Lord? Aren't you a God?« you asked in amused surprise, taking a seat as well.

»Apparently just now, love« Apollo shrugged, Will started to laugh and Jason sighed in disappointment, shaking his head—so much for giving advice to his friend, to not be so formally stiff and causing tension.

~~~

The hours passed and Percy and Annabeth had relaxed over the times. Coming to the conclusion that you aren't one of the tricky gods—like Ares—who likes to use them as soldiers.

You asked them various questions, be it about the quest or some daily things; like what's your favourite TV-Show.

It wasn't long till you slumped, actually passing out from something akin to exhaustion and sleep, body leaning against Apollo—who had long wrapped an arm around you in a protective manner.

Jason stood up, taking your legs and moving them onto the couch. Getting a blanket from the footstool—where are tower of them was stacked—and covering you a bit to the hips with it.

Percy couldn't help himself but to stare at the marks—he first took notice of them when you handing him a gummy-bear—which covers your arms, starting from your wrist and ending somewhere at your neck or collarbone.

He had seen these types of Marks before. Racking his brain for the information he had read about or being told from.

Oh.

Percy jumped up, snapping his fingers and pointing—accusingly—at you. Head turning to Annabeth and again his mouth had been faster than his brain.

»That's THE DEMON OF OLYMPUS!« he had shouted it so loud, that your body jerked up—stirring awake is what you begun, already mumbling something sleepily out of context.

Apollo moved you quickly into his arms, shushing you gently back to the dreamlands and humming a little tune of it.

A mess had started to erupt between them all.

»I know! It's still highly disrespectful to point that out, seaweed brain!« Annabeth slapped him hard against the shoulder.

»Do you have a death wish, Jackson? Do you want us get killed?« hissed Nico, giving a glare, sitting uptight again and body going absolutely rigid stiff.

The worst part for Percy was probably the disbelieving disappointment frown on both, Jasons and Apollos—though his frown looked more like concealed bubbling anger—face.

Apollon stood up with you in his arms, ready to walk out. Will was about to stand up as well, wanting to go with his father.

»I'll take it from here boys. I expect from you two to inform your friends properly now, to ensure that such outrageous behaviour won't happen again.«

»Wow, way to go Percy. Upsetting one of the kinder gods in just one go.« Will wanted to laugh, to make it seem that it wasn't that bad, but his laugh came more like a strangled cry out.

»How many times did we, did I, told you to keep your mouth shut in more than just one occasion?!« chastised Annabeth, giving him another shoulder slap.

»No, honestly Percy, be fucking glad Pa had another slumber episode of his or you would....I don't know, but it wouldn't be nice.«

»But he's the Demon of Olympus! Isn't he not? The marks of Zeus's banning are a clear sign of it. I don't get why we need help from an evil deity who also deceives everyone to believe he's being known as a lesser god«

»Even for you Perseus, that's a new personal low! How dare you to say such horrible things about my Pa.« Jason stomped off, the anger radiating off and his face slightly red from it.

Will had decided to inform Percy properly about his dad's complete and historical story. He didn't want his parents to be offended—or feel upset and angered—after all they need their help and support for the upcoming—already starting—quest.

You're the brother, a child from Nyx, of Hypnos. It is true, your actual deity personality, form and power is akin to one of chaos—you're a personification of weather—raging storms to be exact—and a sneer of demonic vileness petty violence.

During a darker time in history, Zeus had strikes you with lightning—sealing your actuality, banning them for a balance—and splitting you into what you are now; god of tranquility and slumber.

The splitting had also caused a turn in personality itself. Making you more childish, airhead and forgetful. Kindness from you, comes not completely naturally—feeling more forced without meaning to, though you do love and this was a genuine one.

»Yeah okay, but why is Demosonos—uh, [Name], with your father, Will?«

»They're married?«

»Why?«

»You're officially demoted from Seaweed brain to dumbweed brain.« muttered Nico, pinching the bridge of his nose.

»They married for like years and that's because out of actual love and I'm not gonna tell you their sappy love story.«

»Still I don't get how like Lord Apollo, who blends like the sun, is being married freely to someone like him, a actual demonic person«

»I–oh my fucking god, Percy. My dads are married because they love one another, completely smitten they are, how hard is that to understand?!« Will groaned in desperation, taking a handful of biscuits again—had he almost eaten the whole bowl.

And Nico thought, how a great way to upset a God and already dooming their quest in the very beginning.

~~~

Jason felt hesitant, as if he were five again and didn't wanted to disrupt his parents sleeps because he had a nightmare, to step into the bedroom.

Respectfully he knocked a few times on the door, before opening it and stepping inside.

The bedroom was almost shrouded in complete darkness, except for the dimmed nightshade next to the bed.

Apollo had acknowledged his son, didn't say anything though—to occupied to lay in bed next to you, hand supporting his head as he drove his fingers through your hair.

A cooled washcloth was placed over your face. You hadn't started to sweat, sign of upcoming fever, but Apollon didn't wanted to risk it—doing a prevention beforehand.

What most, be it his own kind or humans, didn't know is that Zeus lightning strike to you has caused more than just a split personality—created a rift in your health, leaving you vulnerable and weak and prone to sickness.

Apollo couldn't do much about it. Not even with his powers of healing, leaving him a pit of despair and self-hatred whenever you got sick.

»Do you know the actual, not that stupidly outrageous idea of us gods being unfaithful, I mean some truly are, reason, why we have decided to let you and Will and all your other siblings been born from Humans?«

»No,« Jason shook his head, debating with himself if he should sit or lay down next to you, in the end he chose a mix of both.

Jason had sometimes wonders why it always had been that way—being born from humans and a deity—even though gods and goddesses could bear children just as well.

When he had been younger, wasn't all that long ago in his early teen years—memory still fresh in mind and sometimes upsetting him—he had accused his father, they had another argument that day, he never had loved dad in the beginning and being unfaithful to him—cheating with woman's and only seeing you as some kind of trophy.

That day was the only day and time where Jason had seen Apollo with actual anger on his face. The kind of anger which bubbles in you till it turns into hatred and pettiness.

»It's because your dad wouldn't survive the procedure of giving birth and I mind you, the whole explanatory of the aspect itself of how we gods and goddesses giving birth and the many various ways to do so, is chaotic complexing on its own.«

»You mean, dad would die? But you are immortals and immortals aren't meant to die«

»Yes and no. Even though we're immortals of eternity, there are still ways—ancient barbaric ones—to kills us or at least in a sense of us being dead. No, no, Jay, the reason isn't death, he just wouldn't survive.«

Jason furrowed his brows, not understanding what his father meant or trying to tell him.

»You well aware of what happened to your dad, his history. Zeus had strike him down, leaving him in the few hours of unconsciousness—which had caused a spurt of utterly violent storms throughout the land—vulnerable and unable to defend himself against any sort of danger and hostile.«

»Are you trying to tell me that, Zeus had, you know—with dad?«

»Dear lord! Jason! Absolutely not! Don't ever think of such disgusting scenarios and manners again.«

Apollo sighed deeply, not having expected his Son to come to such conclusions. You stirred again, your hand coming up to your face and taking the washcloth off.

Bleary you opened your eyes, trying to make out where you are and who you are.

Apollo, praying silent apologies already, leaning down to you—pressing a soft kiss onto your lips and with a quick whisper of humming lullaby, brought you back into the grips of slumber. Unconscious you rolled onto your side, over to him and into his arms.

»You put him into force sleep! Didn't you told us to never use our powers of sleep in such forceful ways? It's a rule number one!«

Apollo raised a brow at his son, who looked absolutely mortified for a good minute and turned into distasteful disappointment.

»Now now, my son, don't give me such gaze. I too am not proud of what I did, but it had to be done. It's still a sensitive topic and I don't want to cause a distress, disturbance or even distrust perhaps. Now, where was I? Aah yes—«

»So like I said, during the hours of unconsciousness, a wave of sickness rolled over—custody of Pandora's box being opened—and infected painfully your dad. Leaving him, once he had woke up, in a whimpering withering anxiety filled mess.«

»And that's how you meet Dad then, right?«

»That's a story for another, but yes. Anyways, to what I'm trying to say is, your dad is still too vulnerable and weak—sickness prone, to be able to handle the whole procedure of giving birth. I mean we tried it once and only, but.....let's just say, dad still has scars from it. And thus the reason why we and perhaps most of us gods, decided to let our children been born from humans.«

Jason gulped, trying to not choke on his tighten up throat. He hadn't been aware of it, how the true story had happened, but it all makes so much sense now.

The times you got so bedridden, unable to do anything but sleep, that Will cried for days and nights thinking you're about to die from incurable illness.

Or when Will had been still a child, having gotten a nasty flu and you had to take care of Will and him—Jason himself had been in some bad mood the whole week to even consider to help you out as he was the older brother after all—all on your own, because his father had been away for business trips—and you looked so exhausted and ready to pass out any minute, that Jason hadn't even question back then why you took pills after pills and chugged cups of coffee.

Jason understands so much better now, why you never got angry—like he had been, when founding out—when Apollo had intercourse with yet another woman.

He understood why you're so prone to sudden collapse of exhaustion and slumbering sleep during the day or in the middle of doing something.

And then he felt a rush of rage through his blood.

You didn't deserve to be treated like this, to be frowned upon down or with that false kindness the other deities treated you with.

You didn't deserve to either called a demonic being or naively dumbling of airy forgetfulness.

Jason hated it. Hated them, the ones above and those below. How dare they to make you feel so unwanted and filling you with seeds of self-hatred and anxiety—when you give nothing but pure love to him and his siblings.

Jason wasn't blind, his father neither—though the man chose to completely ignore it, when you once again had puffy red rimmed eyes—when you had cried in the bathroom during nights and mumbling things to yourself, Jason didn't want to repeat.

Jason decided, this prophecy wasn't worth it to bring you once again pain and remind you of the haunting past.

If it meant to sabotage the quest, he would do. After all his loyalty and love belongs to only you and not to the greater ones above, who hadn't even the slightest fuck to give about their children.

[sarafangirlart]

Apparently Crown of Serpents isn’t the only book to ship Perseus and Andromeda… also this book came out this year. If this becomes a trend like those bad Persephone x Hades books I’m gonna kms

[dandelion-blues]

#10 What if...

Percy Jackson's first life was as the stillborn son of Cersei Lannister and Robert Baratheon

PJO x A Song of Ice and Fire (Game of Thrones) crossover

The Fates’ Gambit

Percy's luck finally ran out. Here, he was dying in a pool of his own blood. Crimson and gold blood soaked into the ground. He just wishes he got to see his family one last time. For his mom to hold his hand, while Paul rambled about his newest book fascination, trying to be calm for Percy and for his little sister Estelle to smile and babble at him.

Hades, he even wanted to see his distant father, Poseidon, and his step-mother Amphitrite, and brothers Triton and, of course, Tyson. After all, he got closer to his godly side of the family when he was allowed to visit their palace after the Giant War, and he found himself missing their presence as well. He also really wanted his boyfriend. He wanted Jason to make the gray skies and rain go away so he could see the sun one last time. To see his beautiful golden hair and tanned skin, and blinding smile, staple scar and all, even if he was holding back tears. 

None of this happened though, Percy was dying alone, in a dark alley all because he had grown complacent, weak in thinking everything was finally over and he could finally be happy, have a happily ever after. How stupid?! Percy should have known that was impossible for him.

When he felt blood marking his body, gaping wound in his abdomen, broken and twisted bones, he knew he only had mere minutes, seconds to live, and even when his thoughts grew sluggish he prayed to Poseidon, Triton, Amphitrite, and told them he loved them and to tell his mother, step-dad, and little siblings Estelle and Tyson that he loved them too, and wished he would get to stay with them. Alas, the fates never seemed to like him, and they should continue to live and be happy without him.

He coughed up blood, struggling to breathe as blood filled his lungs and throat. It tasted of iron and sweetness — the taste of his divinity that only grew stronger as he aged. It was a bittersweet taste, even as he was finally coming to terms with his ascendance and future immortality, over living to a hopefully old age — he now gets neither. He was dying, and there was no blessing that could save him, but Percy hoped that his family would forgive him and live on, that they heard his final prayer.

Percy smiled glad he got to say some form of good bye, and took one last wheezing breath, the light fading out of the seventeen year old's eyes just as a burst of blinding light could be seen in his last moments, and he embraced the darkness…

A beautiful light so bright, like stars coalsensing in the dark depths of the sea. It didn’t burn like Percy thought seeing the true forms of the gods would. No, it just felt safe. It’s too bad that it’s too late for him…

Notes:

Percy's first life never began. 

He was born the unnamed first born of Cersei Lannister and Robert Baratheon, who died shortly after birth. However, upon his death, his body was taken away in a flash of light. This light was shown throughout the whole kingdom, and whispers in an ancient language were heard (which would be triggered for them to remember Percy upon his return. That he is the rightful king.) 

Then, he had his second life as Perseus 'Percy' Jackson, and the fates had it out for him. He almost made it to eighteen, and he thought he finally could rest, but no, he died. The fates weren't done with him, for it was time for him to go back to his first life and take his rightful place on the throne and fight the Night King and enemies of the throne where he came back in a burst of light and ancient words were once again spoken triggering the people's memories and the words were translated to "The King has been reborn and returned." Before the words said, "the prince has died and left."

Maybe have Percy come back in a burst of blinding light with a lot of witnesses, and they believe these 'gods' words and as Percy passes out upon merging with his first life's body and his old one (the old one was an empty shell waiting to be used), the people immediately go to treat him and Cersei is overjoyed about having her son back. 

The light shows throughout the kingdom just as he did when he died. Maybe have Percy show up before Tommon's reign as a gift from the gods and take his place on the throne. He's not prepared and yes he has a darker morality, but he will still be Percy (like Jason Todd level), and since he wasn't reborn through the Lethe he has his memories and powers.

Also, Percy has been growing closer to the sea fam after the war with Gaia and receiving royal lessons, so he isn't completely left hanging when it comes to being royalty and dealing with the court and nobles. 

Percy will only marry for love and will tell his suitors as such. Also, he’s hoping to be reunited with Jason, even if that’s a far-off possibility.

People hear Percy saying things in ancient Greek, which people think is the language of their gods along with his powers and resurrection believe he has been blessed by the gods, which he is, just not their gods. 

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Touch of Divine Rush

A Collab Masterlist

a collection of stories where one is touched by a divine being whatever chaos, blessing, or curses that may bring.

DEADLINE: MARCH 30th 2023

STATUS: CLOSED

PARTICIPANTS

@dark-mnjiro - orpheus!yuuta x eurydice!afabreader

@knchins - dionysus!bachira x reader

@izunias - fallen angel!reader x human!itoshi rin

@ryndicate - narcissus!michael kaiser x reader

@lou-struck - bakugou katsuki x reader - pygmalion and galatea retelling

@i-am-tiny-sun - chigiri x reader :: the pursuit of diarmuid and gráinne retelling

@meggsngrits - artist!yuuji x fairy!reader :: leanan sidhe retelling

@yakshasslut - eros!chifuyu x reader :: based on eros and psyche myth

@the-fishing-basket - nemisis!dabi x reader

@chiffiorra - perseus!isagi x andromeda!reader

@chiffiorra - hades!hanma x persephone!reader

@kaidabakugou / @dynamy-tears - forest god vidar!bakugou x elf freader

@noelledleapier orpheus!nikko x eurydice!reader

stories will be added/linked as they are completed - masterlist is subject to change depending on writers ability to complete work for collab. please remember if you are unable to complete - just contact me. i totally understand and will also try to work with you in regards to this!

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— ice cube of a girlfriend ꣑ৎ‧₊˚. warnings: other than swearing, just tooth rotting fluff, percabeth reference pairing: percy jackson x daughter of hades a/n: it’s been cold ‘round these parts recently… and I run naturally cold so I thought of this hope you enjoy 🫶🏼🫶🏼

cabin thirteen was fucking freezing. it was a well known fact that your father was the god of the dead so your cabin was bound to be cold— but on the other hand of things, and additionally what made the situation worse was that you and your brother were cursed with running naturally cold too. so every winter you face the hardships of being already cold in a frigid environment. lucky enough for you, your son of poseidon boyfriend was happy to help you during these times

such as now, in your cabin underneath piles of blankets (you’re pretty sure there’s at least three, but you could debate about a fourth), percy has his arms wrapped tightly around your freezing frame, your head resting underneath his chin. and despite all the warmth radiating onto you your body still felt cold! after complaining to percy about this he had left you and started a fire inside… well, your fireplace (you thanked your father for this, he might have sucked with the whole “always cold” thing but you were lucky his cabin got a fireplace). you nuzzled your face into the pillow as a substitute for your currently absent boyfriend. soon after the fire started he quickly ran over to place a peck to your forehead with a quiet ‘I’ll be right back’ before rushing out of the cabin

he came back five minutes later with a huge bag of marshmallows and ushered for you and your blankets to join him on the rug just in front of the fireplace. and to present time, you agreed and sat down. he hands you a stick with a marshmallow attached to the end before sitting down himself and re-wrapping himself in all of your blankets

“I know how you love burnt marshmallows. I found a bag of them in the kitchen the other day when I was… uh- looking around for cookies but that’s not the point. I knew they would come in handy” percy rambles

you smile at the incredibly generous action and remembrance for your love of marshmallows burnt to the core. “you’re sweet”

“I try my best” percy shrugs, pulling you onto his lap, placing a kiss atop your sweatshirt (his to be exact) clad shoulder, and wrapping his arms back around your waist

when your marshmallow turns a stygian color you remove it from the fire and turn it towards your face, however, before you’re able to blow on it percy beats you to it. you roll your eyes and allow him to do this, then taking a bite out of it— just as delicious as you remember! when you finish up the first you take a second and then a third. after this, though, you place down the stick and at last turn your attention back to your boyfriend who happily smiles at this

“hey, pretty girl”

“perseus” you nod at him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders “I like you”

“shit,” he laughs “I was afraid of that. I like you too”

you can’t help mimicking his demeanor. “you’re so stupid” you giggle before, finally, pressing your lips against his