#pjo sally jackson

[moonlit-typewriter]

“Percy being traumatized for 7 minutes” compilations this and “Percy nearly dying for 5 minutes straight” videos that.

Nah, I can’t wait for “Percy having problems with authority for 10 whole minutes”

[the-sassy-owl]

And Annabeth will never let Estelle forget it

[poppitron360]

Whatever you do, don’t think about how Leo is what Percy would’ve been like if Sally had actually been killed by the minotaur in TLT.

[applecidersstuff]

Pjo AU, but the plot stays more or less the same, the only difference is that pjo!ares is replaced by myth!ares

So onto the differences:

Ares is a girls girl. He goes to feminist protests and pro-choice protests. Is the kind of person to beat up a guy who tried to drug a girl. Will pretend to be a girl's husband if sees her being harassed by a creepy dude, after the guy leaves calls an Uber for the girl.

He's a girl dad, despite having very few daughters over the last couple of centuries. Clarrise, and everyone in camp, know that she can ask him to become a goddess and he will make her one. Because she usually gets mistaken for a golden child some new campers think she's weak and is a counselor because she's Ares' favorite. They quickly find out that she can, and will, beat your ass if you try mocking her.

And don't think that just because Ares is a girl dad he doesn't love his sons. He's the kind of dad to have pictures of his kids in his wallet and tell about their achievements to anyone who'll listen.

He has a tradition of hosting a party for his children's birthdays(which he remembers) and he gets them gifts.

At some point after tlt he learns what Sally did to Gabe and immediately starts fangirling after her. They become friends. He's her maid of honor at her wedding with Paul.

Clarrise also has beef with Percy in this AU, but not why you think. Annabeth tells Luke she thinks Percy might be the son of Poseidon and this idea spreads among the counselors and gets back to Clarrise and she's mad, because she knows the story of Alcippe and Halirrhothius and automatically doesn't trust any children of Poseidon, so she has beef with him in the beginning, that goes down the same way, and that's why Ares has beef with Percy later on.

Because he's friends with Sally, at some point, after her and Paul start dating but before she tells him about the whole "my ex is a greek god" thing, she gets Ares and Aphrodite go on a double date with them, because in her eyes there are no better judges for her new boyfriend then the goddess of love and the god protector of women.

[some---weirdo]

PJO headcannon:

Percy has used Riptide to cut his food when he couldn't find a knife. Sally and Annabeth are very disappointed. Paul doesn't notice at first (the Mist) so he just stands there, getting more and more confused as he tries to figure out what's going on.

[larrydaleydaily]

i’m sorry, but Hades saying “ask me for sanctuary” immediately made me 🥴 and poseidon immediately dropping everything and answering sally for dropping a match in a glass??

i’m not saying the gods are hot but i’m not NOT saying that

[its-the-world-that-falls-away]

Watching black sails and all I see is Poseidon’s sad eyes as he stares and Sally and Percy from afar. Hating himself more for every minute. Fearing Sally believes that he’s abandoned him and hates him even more.

[bugwolfsstuff]

My flight has been dlayed so heres an out of context meme yall are getting from one of my wips

I am up for better ship name suggestions btw

[fellatitledthemf]

"Percy and Luke are only difgerent by a single choice! Luke was able to choose!"

Percy having his mom to live and supports him - Luke's mom being cursed siince his bearth and gone mad

Percy having his dad to help him multiple times - Luke's father visiting him only once and only to yell at him

Percy killing minotaur while getting gods attention and succeeding his 1st quest - Luke failing his quest and failing to get his fathers attention

Luke being one of the oldest in camp meaning he watched soo many kinds go on quests in hope to make their godly parent proud and not coming back

[moonlit-typewriter]

Gabe opening the box with Medusa’s head on his own is 💖poetic justice💖

It’s also one final reminder that, even if we didn’t see Gabe being physically violent on screen, he was still abusive in other ways. He answers Sally’s phone, he opens Percy’s mail. He ensures that privacy and boundaries don’t exist.

[the-sassy-owl]

"ThE GoDs DonT HaVe AnY DnA" EXPLAIN THIS THEN

It's pretty much canon that Percy looks just like a younger Poseidon so that leaves us with:

Headcanon 1: Percy's hair grows really fast. He has to shave everyday. All of the guys in the Argo II are jealous.

Headcanon 2: Annabeth looks just like Athena. Fred was truly in love with Athena when they met, so when her baby doppelganger Annabeth arrived to his doorstep he instantly adored her. As Annabeth grew older and started to act and speak just like her + he started his new family, he unconsciously began to resent Annabeth over it, even though she was just a child. When Annabeth is a teenager and she goes to visit it sometimes catches him off guard how much she looks like Athena, and how even their voices sound the same.

[poppitron360]

Headcanon that there were a couple online chatrooms for new parents of demigods, so they can find a support network. (because chronologically speaking it was the 90s back when the Seven were born).

Sally meets this one woman from Texas, and they get to talking. She’s got a little boy, about a year younger than her Percy. They share stories about the constant anxieties of parenting a powerful demigod, the horrors of demigod pregnancy, the fears for their boys’ futures, the cute little moments when Percy drew his mommy as a mermaid. Esperanza is funny, and they become good friends despite the fact that they’d never met in person.

Eventually, though, school and work and Gabe all get in the way of things, and Sally and Esperanza lose touch. She still thinks about that woman, though, who was her only confidant in a freaky world. Her one place she could offload all the stresses of life. Her one… hope. She made Sally feel less like she was doing it all on her own. When she had to raise Percy all by herself, she was there. Their lives touched from across the country.

She tried to get back in contact, years later. No response.

She’s probably just not using that old messaging system anymore.

Sally wonders where she is now. She hopes she’s happy.

[blade-liger-4ever]

The Hardest Goodbye

Poseidon stood on the shore, watching the waves lapping at the sand as the sun slowly crept down toward the horizon. A wind blew by, chilly, and although it didn't bother him, the baby bundled in his arms squirmed and began to cry.

Turning so his body blocked the stiff breeze, Poseidon hefted his seven month old son, Perseus "Percy" Jackson, higher so that his neck wouldn't be damaged. Shushing the child gently, Poseidon soothed, "It's alright, Percy. Everything is fine. Your mother will be here soon."

Percy continued to squirm, but he soon quieted. Looking out at the sea, Poseidon pulled his son closer to his chest, briefly wondering if Percy could sense how heavy his heart was.

In all the time he'd spent with Sally, he'd never felt more comfortable or content. Where once the raw power residing in the oceans and the allure of the great depths and its creatures had called him to rest and hunt, they now seemed like shadows of a life he could barely call his own. Even now, though he was about to return and never set foot in his son and lover's lives again, Poseidon could not feel anything but contempt for his domain.

God of the seas, storms, earthquakes, and horses. Titles that he'd proudly worn in the past - even though he and his fellow Olympians were only caretakers in the Great Plan - now seemed like a childish interest that he had clung to. Perhaps his elder brother Hades had outgrown that thought process sooner than he had; it would certainly explain why he didn't care for Zeus' theatrics, and tolerated Poseidon's own swinging of moods for centuries.

By the universe, what had he been doing with his life?

Ever since he'd met Sally, it was as if his perspective had been changed. He no longer thought about the tides, the migrations of sea creatures, or the times storms were due each year as dutifully as he once had. And when he had thought of that, and even when Poseidon had overseen such matters, it had been at a declining rate of...punctuality. He arrived late, appeared in casual clothes that he quickly had to change when he'd realized he'd forgotten his Olympian garb, or forgot a few manners that were tradition. Somehow, Zeus had let it slide; perhaps Hera or even Hades had defended his actions, or bargained something in exchange to allow Poseidon his numerous faux pas to please Zeus.

But then Percy had been born. His son, the brightest star in his life, whose tiny, weak cries still both amused him and made his protective instincts kick in, entered his life, and made it better just by his existence.

And in the past seven months of his life, Zeus had had enough.

Two weeks ago, Zeus had summoned him for a private meeting. That was never a good sign, and Poseidon's growing dread was confirmed when he met his younger brother at Crete. They argued all morning over how Poseidon had neglected his duties, even though Poseidon had countered that the Olympians' roles was only as overseers of the natural order the Creator had made. But Zeus had made up his mind, and Poseidon knew there was no changing the decision. Zeus swore that once the seventh month was over - a number that was in their power to honor, no matter the circumstances - Poseidon would return to the seas, and Zeus would pass a law that prohibited all the Olympians from contacting their children.

That had left Poseidon two weeks to spend with Sally and Percy. He'd tried his best to spend every possible second with them, and make plans for when Percy could be sent to Camp Half-Blood for his protection.

Protection. The worst part of that meant abandoning them to a human man to mask Percy's scent from monsters and keep them from discovering his true identity. And not just any man would do; he had to have certain vices - an addiction to alcohol, or smoking - in order to completely cover the scent. Sally had assured him she would find someone with those traits with their best interests at heart, but Poseidon had a nagging suspicion that even if she found a man like that, he would turn against them eventually.

Percy gurgled, and looking down, Poseidon saw him reaching out his small arms toward him. Smiling, feeling his heart break, he reached over with his free hand and extended his index finger. Percy caught it with both hands, and laughed as Poseidon played with him.

He glanced at the horizon. The sun was just touching the waterline. Although he technically had until midnight, Poseidon knew he must leave soon after the sun sank below the horizon, and before the moon was high. If nothing else, his swift return might appease Zeus enough that he could find ways of watching over Percy without breaking the law behind his younger brother's back.

A car's engine caught his attention, and turning, Poseidon saw Sally park the Chevelle on the asphalt path. He watched her exit, gently slipping Percy's tiny hands into his palm and holding them as she descended down the sandy hill toward them.

"I managed to get off early tonight. Made plans for a uh, date later, to keep the coworkers guessing," Sally said by way of greeting, smiling, though it didn't reach her eyes.

Poseidon nodded, smiling slightly before turning his attention back to Percy. His son had his mother's hair, though his grip was, for the moment, more akin to his own.

"You sure you can't stay a few more hours?" She asked, and Poseidon risked another look at her. Sally was keeping herself composed well, even though there was still a tremor in her voice.

Keeping Percy in the crook of his arm, he stepped forward and pulled Sally into a hug. He pressed a kiss to her forehead as she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed, as if trying to keep him there by sheer force of her own will.

"My brother is not an understanding man," he whispered, holding her tightly. "And even if I could, I would risk raising his suspicions. This is the safest way."

And the easiest way for me to leave before changing my mind, he silently added, though he kept that thought to himself.

Percy began to squirm, and looking down, Poesidon saw his son staring up at him. Just like him, Percy had eyes as blue as the sea, and although they normally held wide-eyed curiosity, at this moment there was a degree of subconscious understanding in them.

He glanced across the sea, noticing that the horizon was already beginning to swallow the sun. An idea that he'd been ruminating on took solid form in Poseidon's mind, and looking down at Sally, he asked, "Did you bring some towels?"

Sally nodded, glancing at the water as it gently crashed against the shore. "Do you want me to get them?" she asked, already extricating herself from their embrace.

"Please do," he answered, briefly watching her swift retreat to the Chevelle.

Turning toward the ocean, glancing at the sun dipped a third of the way past the horizon, Poseidon waded into the waters, careful to keep Percy out of it for the time being. Keeping the water from soaking into his clothes, Poseidon stopped when he was waist deep. Still holding his son in his arm, he placed his free hand into the sea, gently moving the water back and forth.

Once he was certain that the water was at the right temperature, he slowly lowered Percy into the water, keeping his face exposed to the air, but letting the water trickle into his ears. Percy, having previously been kicking his feet, stilled as his eyes widened. Connecting to the sea and the waters of the world, Poseidon masked their presence from the wider Olympian community and fully opened his connection with Percy.

He felt his son's confusion and awe, knowing he had seen a portion of the ocean's grandeur and power. Pulling his senses back from the scope of what he'd exposed him to before it overpowered him, Poseidon strengthened their shared mental bond and spoke to him:

I know you will question why I left you both, he said. Percy looked him in the eye, still confused, but listening.

You will struggle to understand your place in the world, and if you cannot find it in yourself to forgive me, or - or to love me, I will accept that. But I want you to know that what I do is because I love you. I love you more than I have loved anything in the world, and right now, this moment, is my last gift to you, until you're old enough to enter my world. We may never see each other again, but I will always watch over you. From this moment onward, you will be under my protection. When you see the ocean, or feel alone, come to the water. It will provide you with the shelter you seek, and give you the healing you need, physical and mental. It will give you strength, power, and comfort. And when you think no one is listening to you or cares for you, I will always be listening, and I will always care for you. This I promise you, my son.

Percy began to make an agitated gurgling noise, and pulling him out of the water, Poseidon risked a last glance at the sky. The sun was almost completely below the waterline, and clutching his son to his chest, he turned and trudged back onto the shore. Sally was waiting, one towel in hand and another over her shoulder as he approached. As she opened the one in her hands to take their son, Poseidon leaned down and kissed his son's forehead.

"I love you, Percy," he whispered, voice trembling. He faced Sally, gently placing Percy inside the towel and helping her dry him for a moment. Then, wrapping him inside the towel, Poseidon embraced them one last time. He and Sally shared a final kiss, and pulling away, he murmured, "Goodbye, Sally. Take care of yourself and our son."

Blinking back tears, Sally nodded and answered quietly, "I will. I love you, Poseidon."

"I love you, too."

Despite his attempts, Poseidon felt a single tear slip out and roll down his cheek. He smiled at them one last time, then turned toward the ocean. As he walked away, he turned into seawater and dove beneath the waves.

Agony hit him, and pain like he'd never felt pierced his heart as he assumed his true form and swam toward his palace. For the first time his eyes stung, and it felt difficult to breathe as he maneuvered around the various sea creatures. Even as the palace rose before him, he felt his vision darken, and for the first time, Poseidon realized what it must have felt like to drown.

Pausing just before the gates, he glanced at the trident in his hand. He spun it around briefly, then tentatively reached out to Percy through their bond.

He was met with a wave of confusion and sadness, and heard Percy's sobbing as Sally soothed him as she returned to the car. Heart breaking all over again, Poseidon gently sent calming reassurance and love to Percy. Soon, his son had settled down, and was lulled to sleep by Sally's lullaby.

Retreating from Percy's perception, Poseidon swiftly entered into his palace. As he passed the numerous rooms, he wished one could be made for Percy.

He stopped short of the throne room, a thought suddenly striking him. Camp Half-Blood had many cabins for the Olympians' children, but Poseidon had not had many since World War Two had ended. There would be little that would bring Percy comfort in the camp.

But there was a large lake a short distance from the training grounds...

Pushing open the doors, Poseidon entered into the antechamber. Although it could not be done for another year without raising Zeus' suspicions, he began to make plans for the type of cabin he would build his son.

After all, Poseidon thought with a weak, yet hopeful, smile. Zeus never said he'd pass a law forbidding that the Olympians make homes for their children.

[wanderinggoddess]

the real goddess of the series: Sally Jackson, love of my life

[l3mon-dr0pp]

Percy and Sally secretly listen to Carrie Underwood and Miranda Lambert together.

[nacho-business1]

just a thought… Sally is clear sighted. We all know that. She can see through the mist all the time. Something that sometimes demigods can’t do. Especially when they’re new to the godly side. That’s why when Percy first met Tyson he didn’t know he was a cyclops. Because Percy didn’t see that through the mist. But Sally did. She met Tyson before Percy knew he was a cyclops. She knew that he was a cyclops. The whole time Percy didn’t. And maybe at first she thought about telling Percy. But she didn’t. She knew when the time came Percy would find out. But in the meantime she didn’t say anything, because she knew Percy and Tyson needed each other.