#pjo hekate

[hotpotrandomfics]

Hecate: Any betrayal you can see is trivial, what is truly frightening and much more lethal, is the betrayal you cannot see.

Ciel, 27 years old: Mother, I’m sorry I didn’t mention I was seeing someone.

Hecate: You don’t call or write and I got to learn through Poseidon you’re seeing his daughter!

[bugwolfsstuff]

Cecil 'was born from a dream*' Markowitz: I straight up spawned when my (mortal) dad woke up from a dream with my other dad

Lou ellen 'was a rock given sentience' Blackstone: Cool I used to be a part of my dad's rock collection!

Both: Let's be best friends!

*Hermes has minor domains over sleep and dreams

[wheeniemyloove]

shadows and sparks (clarisse la rue x fem! daughter of hekate!reader)

summary!: during a night patrol, Clarisse and Y/N face danger that forces them to work together, uncovering an unexpected connection.

warnings!: mild violence, injuries, mild language, vulnerability, mentions of y/n

notes!: i need this woman religiously + i never really see people puting the reader as a daughter of hekate so I just really wanted to do something different and thinking about writing more daughter of hekate!reader, so lmk if u like it or not!

The forest was unusually quiet. Even the rustling of leaves seemed to hold its breath, making the tension in the air unbearable for Clarisse La Rue. She gripped her spear tightly, her knuckles white around the polished wood.

“Do you ever stop glowing?” Clarisse muttered, glancing sideways at Y/N, her patrol partner for the evening. The soft glow of magic trailed behind the daughter of Hecate like fireflies, illuminating their path despite the deep darkness around them.

Y/N gave her a lazy grin, her fingers casually twirling a faint orb of light. “You could just admit you’re jealous. I could teach you a spell or two if you ask nicely.”

Clarisse snorted. “As if I’d rely on your magic tricks. Real warriors fight with strength, not illusions.”

“Real warriors also keep quiet during patrols,” Y/N quipped, her smirk widening.

Clarisse bristled, biting back a retort. She hated how Y/N always seemed so relaxed, so smug. It was infuriating, especially when Clarisse was on edge, her instincts screaming that something was watching them.

“Stay close,” she said sharply, quickening her pace.

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” Y/N said, her voice dripping with amusement.

Clarisse didn’t dignify that with a response.

---

The silence grew heavier as they ventured deeper into the woods, the air thick with the scent of damp earth and pine. Clarisse’s sharp eyes scanned the shadows, her muscles coiled and ready for a fight. Beside her, Y/N strolled as if she were on a leisurely walk, her magic casting soft, shifting patterns on the ground.

“Do you ever take anything seriously?” Clarisse asked, unable to keep the irritation out of her voice.

Y/N shrugged. “I take plenty of things seriously. Just not you yelling at me every five minutes.”

Clarisse opened her mouth to snap back, but a low growl cut through the air, freezing both of them in place.

“Did you hear that?” Clarisse whispered, her spear coming up instinctively.

Y/N tilted her head, her expression suddenly focused. “Yeah. Something big.”

The growl came again, louder this time, and a pair of molten gold eyes appeared in the shadows ahead. Clarisse didn’t wait. She charged, her spear aimed at the creature’s throat as it stepped into the moonlight—a massive drakon, its scales shimmering like molten metal.

The drakon lashed out with its tail, knocking Clarisse’s spear aside and sending her flying into a tree. She hit the ground with a grunt, her vision swimming.

“Clarisse!” Y/N shouted, her hands glowing as she summoned a spell. Shadows coiled around her fingers, forming the shape of a pack of wolves that darted toward the drakon, their howls echoing through the forest.

The drakon hesitated, snapping at the illusions, and Y/N ran to Clarisse’s side.

“Are you okay?” she asked, crouching beside her.

“I’m fine,” Clarisse said through gritted teeth, shoving Y/N away. “I don’t need your help.”

“Really? Because it looks like you just got thrown like a rag doll,” Y/N said, her tone annoyingly calm.

Clarisse pushed herself to her feet, gripping her spear. The drakon had already realized the wolves weren’t real and was turning back toward them, its eyes narrowing.

“Stay behind me,” Clarisse ordered.

But Y/N didn’t listen. She stepped forward, her hands glowing brighter as she chanted under her breath. The shadows around her thickened, forming a dome of darkness that enveloped the drakon. For a moment, the creature thrashed, confused and blind.

“Now!” Y/N shouted.

Clarisse didn’t hesitate. She charged into the darkness, her spear aimed at where she knew the drakon’s heart would be. The tip found its mark, piercing through scales and flesh. The drakon let out a deafening roar before collapsing, its massive body hitting the ground with a thud.

The shadows dissipated, revealing Clarisse standing over the drakon’s corpse, her chest heaving. She turned to Y/N, who was leaning against a tree, looking a little pale from the effort of her spell.

“Next time, leave the fighting to me,” Clarisse said, her voice sharp.

Y/N raised an eyebrow. “Next time, try not to get thrown into a tree.”

Clarisse glared at her, but there was no heat in it. She was too tired to argue.

“Thanks,” she muttered after a moment.

Y/N blinked, then grinned. “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you.”

Clarisse rolled her eyes. “Don’t push it.”

---

They made their way back to camp in silence, the adrenaline wearing off and leaving them both exhausted. The faint glow of the campfire came into view, and Clarisse sighed in relief.

“Hey,” Y/N said suddenly, stopping in her tracks.

Clarisse turned to her, frowning. “What?”

Y/N hesitated, her usual smirk replaced with something softer. “You’re always so hard on yourself. You know you don’t have to prove anything to anyone, right?”

Clarisse stiffened, caught off guard by the sincerity in Y/N’s voice. “What are you talking about?”

Y/N shrugged, her hands glowing faintly as she created a small orb of light. “You act like you have to carry the weight of the world on your shoulders. But you’re more than just a fighter, Clarisse. You don’t have to face everything alone.”

Clarisse stared at her, unsure how to respond. No one had ever said something like that to her before. She looked away, her grip tightening on her spear.

“Thanks,” she said again, quieter this time.

Y/N smiled. “Anytime.”

They continued toward the campfire, the tension between them replaced by a newfound understanding. For the first time, Clarisse didn’t mind the soft glow of Y/N’s magic lighting their way.

[tylermileslockett]

Argonautica #9 "Bronze bulls and the Spartoi"

Book 3 continues with Jason, Mopsus the seer, and Argos on their way to meet Medea at the temple of Hekate. Hera, (transformed as a crow in a poplar tree) tell Mopsus to let Jason meet Medea alone, so Mopsus and Argos stay behind.

Outside the temple of Hekate, Jason implores Medea for help yoking the fire breathing bulls and the Spartoi warriors which will sprout from the dragon’s teeth. Jason recounts how Ariadne helped Theseus in the Minotaur’s labyrinth and the honors given to the maiden by the gods for her assistance. Medea offers the drug with instructions on the sacred rites to use it; Jason should purify his body in river water and sacrifice a sheep to Hekate upon a flaming pyre. Then anoint his naked body, shield, sword, and spear in the Prometheus drug ointment, which will make him impervious to harm for one full day. Jason, overwhelmed by her generosity, commits his life to her, offering to bring her back to Iolcos as his bride

The following day, wearing Ares armor, Jason rides to face his challenge to plow the field on the “Plain of Ares.” Here he is charged by two fire breathing bulls with bronze hooves, but he repels them with his shield. Surrounded by flames and smoke, he strikes the oxen down into submission and binds the yokes to their necks. He forces the roaring beasts on, ploughing the field and dropping the magic dragon’s teeth into the soil.

From the planted dragon’s teeth sprout the Spartoi: fully armed “earth-born” warriors. Remembering Medeas advice, Jason heaves a giant stone into their midst and in the confusion they turn upon one other in violence. In the chaos, Jason cuts down the remaining warriors. He has succeeded in his labors. Book 3 ends with King Aites leaving the field in bitter grief.

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[venusianc0mplex]

Children of Hekate

Children of Hekate are mysterious, intriguing, magnetic, and sensual artists who are forced to learn how to alchemize their pain into blessings and gifts for humankind, On the outside they seem to have it all; influence, power, charm, beauty, and success. However, underneath those layers of glory are usually whirlpools of pain that never cease to an end. The tragic but empowering lives of Hekate kids always make the most captivating stories to tell. 

Gifts

Sexy as FUCK and got rizz for daysssss

Naturally draw people in with their aura

Very gifted with magic and spells

Very intuitive people

Extremely creative people

Very in touch with their own emotions

They are very good at making you feel seen and heard

They spot people’s shadow sides very easily

They tend to know what the other person wants

People wants to get close to them or want to dig into their life 

They gain fans very easily

They are very emotionally understanding people

Good at making other people feel loved and cared for 

LOVED by the opposite sex

Exudes sex and can’t hide that

Their emotions really draw you in because they are very intense

They really care about the wellbeings of the underdogs

They are down to help someone for free

Their artwork speaks to people no matter what it is they put out there

Gifted astrologers because Hekate’s mom is Asteria

They are very good at turning their negative emotions into artwork

Takes good care of small animals and kids

Naturally protective and they are naturally fighters

They have the ability to walk out of any darkness imposed on them

They can fight through anything in life even if some people might take longer

They are some of the most empathetic people once healed from their traumas

A LOT of people want a piece of them

They can spot people’s shadow side very easily

They naturally have influence over others

Very gifted prophets

They have the power to push through any hardships in life

Common Themes in the Life of a Child of Hekate

They feel their emotions at an intensity most people don’t get to experience

Prone to developing mental health illnesses due to Hekate’s 3 form’s collective energy being overwhelming on the native

Experience the most emotional swings in life

Thoughts are so powerful they will always have a significant impact on their reality 

It’s best for them to not stick to one career path throughout their lifetime

Their manifestations are so powerful they need to be careful what they wish for

Extremely volatile self-esteem

Most of them grew up with fragmented families

Prone to negative thinking/bad self-talk

They need gentler treatment from people around them

Prone to victim mindset

No matter what happens in life, as long as they try hard, they will always be kept afloat 

They tend to get more help from people of the opposite sex than people of the same sex

Attracts jealousy very easily

They need to choose their romantic partners very wisely

Most of them are prone to falling for the hot but toxic partner

Their family can set them back for years 

They struggle with grasping the truth and getting a good sense of reality

 Maintaining good mental health should be their no.1 priority in life

They are either easily influenced by people’s dark sides or become the toxic one that influence others negatively

They are usually very genuine with their emotions

They are usually the black sheep of their family 

Probably made a contract to sacrifice their early childhood happiness for material success and magical powers

They usually got prominent sideral cancer, aquarius, and/or pisces placements in their chart. (usually a combination of cancer + something else)

Deep thinkers

Need HUGE amounts of spiritual protection to thrive in life

Treats animals very well

People who learned their lessons and worked on their shadow selves usually become VERY good parents

Extremely protective

Natural guides/protectors

A lot of them will always have a kind heart no matter what life throws at them

Challenges

Almost all of them face MASSIVE struggles with their mental health as they are influenced by all 3 of Hekate’s sides but that energy is often times too much for a human to handle

Extremely prone to escapism and unhealthy coping mechanisms

They are prone to drowning in their depressive feelings for a very very long time

They can be too emotional or vengeful to their own detriment

Prone to self-isolation or pushing everyone around them away

Prone to extremities 

They are usually born into dogshit biological families

Struggles with an intense amount of suicidal thoughts

Usually surrounded by bad influences in their early childhood

Too stubborn to change for their own good sometimes

Their negative thoughts can manifest into their actions very fast

“Becareful what you wish for”

They LOVE going for the popular boy/girl whos actually emotionally unavailable af just because it satisfies their ego (Medea’s lesson)

Extremely Stubborn 

Suffer from a lot of jealousy (at them or towards others)

Trouble expressing their vulnerabilities

Spiritually vulnerable and prone to being taken advantage of

People LOVE to disrespect their boundaries

Can suffer really deeply from sexual harassments

Prone to lashing out in very extreme ways that push people away 

Suffer a lot from betrayals, especially from their families

They have to learn to overcome a huge amount of darkness in life

They suffer a lot from the evil eye

Suffer from unwanted attention

Not the best at giving a good first impression

Controversial

A lot of them struggle with BPD, ADHD, Bipolar, and etc

People are usually dismissive of the emotions they struggle with are they are judgmental towards it 

They are usually not given the same grace they give to others

They tend to give to the wrong people until they learn their boundaries 

They attract a lot of problematic people to them 

Their vengefulness can cause them a lot of trouble in life

A lot of them face a horrible amount of abuse in their earlier life 

They have trouble putting their egos down to ask for help

Disclaimer: Everything written above stemmed from my own observations, I'm not claiming to be 100% accurate on everything

[mrsometimes11]

Percy Jackson: Wrath of the Triple Goddess

Just finished reading (well, listening to, I had a long train journey) Wrath of the Triple Goddess, and I wanted to give my thoughts

Spoiler Alert

First and foremost, I love the lower stakes of these new books. World ending apocalypses are cool and all, and I understand that a lot of readers might be underwhelmed, but I for one love a good filler arc and, in any case, it feels right to let these beloved characters rest a bit.

And it's not like these books are devoid of stakes, it is just that those stakes, whether Percy gets into college or not, are personal rather than existential (or they would be, had I not read Trials of Apollo first). Personal stakes create personal drama, and thus character moments, and this book in particular has some great ones.

Hekate is a goddess of crossroads, and crossroads are a theme of this book, mainly the crossroads between past and future. Both in general Hekate's, Gail's, and Hecuba's past and future, and for our main trio with old enemies coming back to bite them, and them being torn between the past (Percy literally sees Chiron in teacher mode and reverts to being q sixth grader) and the future (New Rome).

On the point of the future, I especially love that Percy and Annabeth both remark on the others potential to be a good parent, it's adorable (it also makes me wonder if Rick has a twist in store for us).

One downside, however, for a story in which ghosts are a pivotal aspect, I find the lack of a certain King of Ghosts disturbing. Seriously, where is Nico in all this? I get that quests are meant to be only three people, but seriously, he could have come in really handy towards the end. He could at least have had a cameo, perhaps as one of the friends coming to the Halloween Party. Mrs. O'Leary got a cameo, but not the son of the god of the underworld. Hazel would also have been cool to see, as an acolyte of Hekate's, but her being in California makes her absence understandable.

Anyway, my verdict, good book, nice relaxing read, 8/10, needs more traumatized teenagers.

[freyapoststhings]

hear me out. W.I.T.C.H by Devon Cole but Apollo wrote it about the female goddesses. Some specific lyrics that I think fit:

rumour on the street is that her apples are delicious-Hera

The jury says she's charming but her exes say she's wicked-Aphrodite

I swear to God I saw her howlin' at the sky-Artemis

She ain't out to get you but she's better on your side-Hestia

She don't wanna be anybody else-Aphrodite

She's a woman in total control of herself-Athena

It's such a wonderful to be under her spell-Hecate

She said "am I bad to the bone 'cause I get what I want? Mama said it ain't no crime."-Persephone

Tell me why your so scared of a woman in charge-Hera

and etc lol. I was just listening to this and thought it fit stupidly well.

[hyperpotamianarch]

All right. So, I had another PJO character essay in relation to my Bianca fic baking on my mind ever since the last one, so I guess I'll do it. This time, I wish to talk about King Minos.

King Minos is pretty much a straight-forward character: he's dead, he wants to come back to life through killing his bitter enemy. Sure, he'll scheme and backstab to achieve this goal, but this is pretty much his only motive. Well, aside from his weird sense of ownership over the Labyrinth.

His way to achieve his goal initially is manipulating Nico into trading a life for a life, then hijacking the process and reviving himself. Technically we don't know if he always intended to sell him to the Titan army, as that could be a last resort due to Nico losing his motivation for even attempting the trade.

In our alternative universe, though, he has the problem that Nico's motive is too fragile to begin with, as his sister is still alive even if he isn't aware of it. It's plausible that Minos is aware that Bianca is alive as a judge of the Underworld, in addition to the fact she's in "his" Labyrinth. Which leads us to the questions: why Nico? And could Minos potentially want to manipulate Bianca instead in this AU?

Well, Nico and Bianca certainly share parentage, which might be relevant. While we're told that trading a life for a life is possible, we're not told that it's possible for everyone. It's not impossible that it's essentially a special request from Hades ("you cannot offer your father a soul that will come to him eventually regardless. Besides, he is not keen on hastening his own son's death", roughly retranslated because I don't have the English version). At the very least, Hades needs to approve of the exchange - to a degree, as Minos still thinks he can cheat and be ressurrected himself. If that's th reason Minos stuck up with Nico then supposedly Bianca will fit him just as well.

But of coursse, that's not the case, is it. Nico has a couple of other parameters that make him more susceptible to manipulation: he's younger and he has someone he wants to ressurrect. We also don't know what Bianca's powers are, and it's not impossible that Nico, King of Ghosts, is actually more powerful than her - which jus makes him a better cunduit for Minos' ressurrection, if true. But we don't know anything about power levels and their relevance, and regarding Nico's young age and drive to attempt the trade - well, Bianca's amnesiac in my story. If Minos would succeeed in convincing her that Nico is dead, he could possibly drive her to doing what he wants... maybe. We really don't know if Bianca would've done such a thing to Nico. Maybe so, maybe not. And I kind of get to decide. But to be honest, Nico is already a step closer than her, so he'll be Minos' first choice.

So, what I think would happen is Minos will do his best to keep Bianca away from Nico. And since I need someone to direct Bianca somehow, I just might give this role to Minos. We'll see about that.

There are quite a few things further down the line that make it problematic, though. I don't know, for example, how Minos might be able to avoid Having Nico summon his sister. In addition, without the Iris-net messages... How would Annabeth and Percy (and Grover and Tyson) react to meeting Nico? Would they still attempt to convince him to give up on ressurrecting Bianca? Would they have a chance of success without being able to talk to Bianca herself?

I also have a slight problem with Minos I wish to address. Namely, the fact that after all that, after literally selling his boss' child to the Titans, he's still a judge in the Underworld! Guys, he literally supported a rebellion/the other side of a war. And he's kept as a judge? People like that are generally thrown to Tartarus and given appropriate punishment in accordance to their sin. Why in Hades would they let this guy stay a judge?

(I do have a weird excuse about how there might be two Minos spirits, one that is his immortal side from Zeus who gets to judge people and one who is actually a mortal ghost that didn't cross the Styx due to not having a coin and is now a restless dead watching over the Maze. However, that is a crack theory and makes as much sense as the theory I just invented about Kronos causing the regeneration of monsters by being cut to pieces in Tartarus: both are uncontradictable by canon, but neither is likely to be true.)

Thank you for reading, and have a good day!

[zoebelladona]

i'm such a bitch when it comes to the pjo show now. saw they're doing a "triple goddess" shtick for the graeae and i'm just like 🙄

like yeah creative liberties pjo has never paraded around as being accurate mythology but the point of the graeae was that they were born old lol also if they wanted to dk a "triple goddess" thing they should have done it with the moirai who are actually more often depicted as the maiden, the mother, and the crone

[qwerty-between-the-lines]

My take on Alabaster C. Torrington...

I fully concur with 'Team Alabaster' that Alabaster is a great character with lots of potential.

However, it was Rick's son Haley who wrote Alabaster's story in The Demigod Diaries, and I think Rick probably wants for Haley to continue his story.

I'd personally prefer that Haley continue it. Haley has a unique and captivating writing style all his own that in some ways gives Rick a good run for his money.

Whatever happens with Alabaster, I do hope that Haley Riordan is planning to go places with an author career. He's too good not to pursue it.

Who knows? Perhaps Haley plans to succeed Rick as Senior Scribe of Camp Half-Blood.

[vogelmon]

Son of hecate

On a quest to find the torches of Hecate before the mist fades away completely

[hotpotrandomfics]

Hecate: C-Iel?

Ciel: That’s right! It’s me, your son! And it’s “Ciel”, Mom!

Hecate: No. C - I e l, I named you.

Ciel: You ruined my life!

Hecate: How could I ruin your life? I wasn’t even there!

[bugwolfsstuff]

Fuck demigods that were on Kronos' side

What gods do you think were on Kronos' side?

[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

' You don’t have to hide your tears from me. ' — Hekate !

Wanda kept her head bowed as she knelt on the floor, tears dripping onto her blouse as she tried to weep silently. At the voice, she looked up, her hair parting to reveal her tear stricken face, splotchy and raised with the effort of crying without sound. "I don't know what's happening to me." She told the woman before her.

For weeks, everything had felt wrong. Something was brewing under her skin, turning her magic against her, turning her mind against her heart. Peace had vanished from her heart, leaving something nameless and awful in its place. "Am I being punished?" She whispered finally.

[tylermileslockett]

My color sketch process for myargonautica series #8 "the enchantment of medea" image. 🏛❤️🤘😁

[ofcrimsonenchantresses]

Wanda watched the Goddess summoned a snake, her eyes fixed on the animal as it slithered into her lap. She listened to her patroness speak as her fingers slipped over the snake's soft scales. "I have only wished to serve you well." She told her, her eyes filling with tears again. It made her heart thump proudly to be complimented for her service, to receive the validation she had lacked her entire childhood. She looked up when the Goddess promised to teach her to harness this new magic. "Please, I just want to learn, to understand. I want to be worthy of your gifts."

It was beautiful. There was something happening within the dear halfblood that sparked and swirled when it touched the magic now so carefully intertwined and braided with her soul. One hand reached out, cupped and she hummed an ancient sound, mist moving visibly across her palm : it took the form of a white snake slipped around her fingers and moved to rest – solid and real – on Wanda's thighs. Hekate smiled, ' you have been so devoted in your service, sweet girl, this is a gift. I promise. I shall show you how to use it myself if you like ? '