#pjo zeus x hera

[miramilocamimira]

Come With Me

Part of the for @z-eusie

Zeus looks around, checking on his family as they argue about what to do. They all were carrying bruises, cuts, and wounds from Typhon. He sees ichor dried onto their skin.

Thunder roars, momentarily stopping his family’s discussion. His body feels like it’s burning, his mind clouded by the feeling. Things were supposed to be better. There wasn't supposed to be more. THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE SAFE.

Zeus closes his eyes and breathes. He has to calm himself. It wouldn't do for him to give in to his rage and grow careless. Slowly, the thunder quiets down to dull rumble and he opens his eyes again.

The other gods were talking about fleeing. About leaving Olympus and defending their own domains or hiding from the attack. It's hard to blame them.

The storm giant was far stronger than even he thought.

The council starts screaming at each other, growing louder and louder. It's fairly easy to hear the growing terror and hysteria in their voices. And it’s not fair. It isn’t fair. It’s not.

They don't want to be here. And they shouldn't. He doesn't even- he can't… They should- “Go.”

There’s silence and Zeus realizes this is the first time he's spoken since they'd convened. He feels their stares and the weight behind what he'd said hits him. He told them to run.

But is it not right? Gaia has sent Typhon after him. Not them. They were only caught up in this mess because they had sided with him. He glances around and sees hints of relief. The idea that they would not have to take to the field again…

It has to be the right decision.

“Go,” He speaks again, “I will not stop you.” And he won't. He'll be too busy to even consider finding them soon enough. His family starts speaking again. This time, it's to decide where to go.

Some speak of Egypt. Others wonder if going across the seas would bring them safety. He finds himself memorizing what they look like, the mannerisms, and the like as he waits.

Hera and Poseidon are speaking off to the side and he watches as her body relaxes, a soft smile coming to her face as their brother no doubt agrees to let her come to the sea. Today, her hair is golden and tied back in a simple plait. Her eyes are silver and shiny like the stars at night.

As always, she is the most beautiful and radiant being he’d ever laid eyes upon.

Zeus watches as they all start leaving. And soon enough, it was just Hera, Poseidon, and himself. His brother nods to Hera before disappearing and he hears her come up to him.

“Poseidon has offered me protection. I'd be back with our uncle and aunt.” Oceanus and Tethys lived very, very deep inside the sea. It is a good idea and should provide adequate protection.

“That’s good.”

“I noticed you didn't speak with anyone. Do you have somewhere else in mind?” She asks and he can feel worry coming off her.

“Something like that.” He says. He knows she hates it when he responds like this. Hera’s left eye twitches as it always does when she’s annoyed.

“I see. Are you heading north then?” He shakes his head. “I do not wish to play games with you, Zeus. Just tell me.”

“Love, it isn't that I wish to play games. I just think that it's obvious where I'm going.” Her eyebrows furrow and her lips make a line. It doesn't take long for realization to hit and for her to grow concerned.

“You’re not leaving? But Typhon will- you're going to fight him!” She screams at him and he stands up. “Call the others back if you think we can win than they should-!”

“NO!” He bellows. “It is safer for them and you, if you all are out of my way.” She had stepped back when he yelled and he felt guilty.

“You… you are scared.” His wife states.

“He’ll destroy everything if he is left to his own devices. Someone has to stop him from killing off mankind.”

“It doesn’t have to be you.” The thunder’s howl is deafening.

“And who else can, Hera? They were barely standing. Our family was in pain. Our siblings and children exhausted, reliving the horrors of war. We had just barely settled into peace after the giants!” He turns away and he can hear the bolt crackle as he gets worked up.

“THEN WE’LL FIGURE IT OUT!” She shrieks back. “We can talk with Poseidon, we can do something, anything, that isn't this!” He knows if he turns back to face her, he’ll see her tears and lose his resolve. And he can't.

He stiffens as she leans on him, strands of her hair tickling the back of his neck.

“Come with me. Please. I'm sure Poseidon will let you hide with us.”

“Someone needs to fight Typhon.” Her hands hit his back and he can feel anger rolling off her in waves.

“Fine.” She hisses. “But don't expect us to risk our lives to save you from your own stupidity when you finally realize you're in too deep.” The weight is removed and she takes off. All that's left is him. His cheeks are wet like he's stood out in the rain.

“Gods, love, how could I not know?” Zeus whispers to the empty thrones. He wipes his face and grasps his bolt.

He has no other option. He has to win. Typhon cannot be allowed to harm his loved ones anymore.

[harper3wing9]

Dc x pjo but expect billy batson is just teleported into the percy jackson universe without a warning and make it very nonsensical

being in the percy jackson universe would cause my boy billy so much stress, especially when zeus just decided to claim him on the first day without warning so now he has to prove to hera he isn't a really well kept bastard zeus managed to hide for so long

While the rest of the voices in his head is just cursing out zeus for painting the biggest target of billy back for hera to shot at and dionysus is just staring at him at pity knowing how petty hera is to zeus love affairs

But in the biggest turn of events hera figures out that billy isn't actually one of zeus bastard kids and decided "you know what I always wanted having more mortal kids to call my own" and just adopts him as her kid

And I like to think this happens like during the first book of the pjo series so camp and rest of the gods just watch this shit show go on

And meanwhile back in the dc universe the justice league is just trying to figure where captain marvel went because he was just behind when a lightning strike just suddenly hit him inside there headquarters and his just gone and they just have question like

Like did zeus or something ???

Did they just just see their friend get Instakilled???

How do you even explain what happened to the people of Fawcett City???

[flaredcfan]

Demi-god son of Hera [name]: My baby is so amazing. He's the most beautiful man I've ever seen. I'm going to make him my husband, he's so wonderful! (Insert heart eyes)

Apollo: ...Are we looking at the same person here?

John Constantine, in a toga, loudly snoring with drool running down his face, VERY drunk from Dionysus' wine:

Diana (Aka Wonder Woman), whispering: I think he's been cursed by Aphrodite, brother.

Apollo, cringing as he watched [name] fawn over his lover: That seems very likely...

Aphrodite, appearing out of nowhere: I'll have you know, I didn't do anything. This is all him... He and his mother have horrible taste in men (insert scoff)

[slayedthedaybae]

Once saw a pjo Fan comment that Ares was Zeus favourite son because of trials of Apollo and I died inside a little bit. So enjoy my rant about it

1. Apollo in nearly every single myth is described as his dads favourite. No beating around the bush that’s his favourite son (and highly likely child).

2. The Iliad (basic Greek mythology reading) has Zeus tell everyone in the council that Ares is his least favourite child (most likely in all the Gods too)

3. Ares is incredibly loyal to his mother and through many texts (that aren’t biased towards Athena) is seen to love his siblings a whole lot, no matter what his mother says about them. In the myth of him getting abducted by the twin giants who were threatening to r@pe his mother and sister (Artemis) and to force them to marry them. Ares was angered by this and scared for this and tried to fight them by himself leading to his capture, torture and in some tales even r@pe until Hermes rescued him

4. He is the only God (in my memory) to not have ever sa ANYONE. Every single relationship was consensual and is the only man in his family to ever do so with Zeus, Hermes, Hephaestus, Apollo, Hades, Poseidon and Dionysus all having sa people

5. One thing that boils my blood the most though in pjo is his treatment of his children. Ares was despised by his father and his mother put a lot of pressure on him to be perfect for her legacy, causing him to act out a lot and be perceived as vicious and brutal. In every myth though he never wanted his children to feel the same way he did and was apart of every single one of his child’s life.

Hope you enjoyed my rant!!!! And if not well then idk what you want from me

[cece693]

Make Me Cry

pairing: nico di angelo x son of zeus tags: nico cries, emotional mess, abandonment issues, male reader is the son of zeus

Nico sat in the far corner of Cabin 13, knees drawn to his chest, trembling fingers pressed to his mouth in an attempt to stifle the sobs that refused to quiet. Shadows hung heavy in the cramped space, as if even the dark itself sought to crush him. He could barely breathe from the weight of it all—guilt, doubt, and the incessant whisper in his mind that told him he wasn’t enough. That he would never be enough.

Why couldn’t he just be happy with the one person who truly cared about him?

You—son of Zeus, golden and radiant—were his opposite in every conceivable way. You were everything he was not, and yet you chose him. Nico had thought he’d forgotten how to love, how to trust until you slipped through the cracks in his armor. Each time you smiled at him, it felt like the sun piercing through a storm-ridden sky. But in the quiet moments, the voices in his head turned cruel: you were only with him out of pity, or because you felt responsible for the broken son of Hades.

They look at me like I’m cursed. They look at you like a god.

The memory of camp’s glances burned in Nico’s chest: the subtle stares whenever you walked side by side, the hushed whispers that you, the shining hero, could do so much better. Some of the other campers—particularly from Camp Juniper—had begun suggesting, almost teasingly, that you were better suited for someone stronger, someone like Ethan, a powerful demigod who had fought by your side during the war with Gaea. The two of you had effortlessly bonded during the chaos of battle, forming a friendship so strong that it almost felt like it was destined.

Maybe it was true. Maybe you did belong with someone like him—someone who could keep up with you, someone who didn’t have the weight of a dark underworld hanging over him. Maybe Ethan's warm charisma and warrior's spirit made him a better match for you, someone who could shine just as brightly as you did.

Maybe they’re right, Nico thought. Maybe you could be happy with him. With someone who doesn’t make you feel like you’re always walking on eggshells. He’s going to realize it one day. He’s going to leave…

So lost in that spiral, Nico failed to notice the cabin door sliding open. You slipped inside, your eyes adjusting to the darkness before they locked onto his silhouette. The sight of him, small and trembling against the wall, made your heart clench. “Nico…?” you called softly, stepping closer. At the sound of your voice, his heart lurched painfully. He didn’t want you to see him this vulnerable, to confirm what the rumors suggested: that he was too damaged to stand at your side.

But you were determined. You approached slowly, eventually kneeling beside him, your tone infinitely gentle. “Hey…” you whispered, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. Instead of leaning into it, Nico jerked away with a shudder. You froze, worry etched on your face. “What’s wrong, Nico? Did I…did I do something to upset you?”

Nico squeezed his eyes shut, afraid to see the hurt in your expression. You, who always took on everyone’s burdens like they were your own.

“S-stop,” he managed, voice hoarse from crying. “I—I can’t do this anymore. It’s not fair to you.”

Your eyes widened. “What are you talking about?”

He dragged in a wavering breath. His chest felt tight, but he forced himself to continue. “I…can’t be with you,” he croaked. “I don’t…I’m just not—I’m not what you need. You should be with someone like you—someone who’s not…”

His attempt at pushing you away was undone by the quivering in his voice. Though he tried to make himself sound resolute, tears glistened at the corners of his eyes, betraying the pain beneath his words.

You took a small, steadying breath, refusing to budge from your spot. “You don’t really want that,” you said, voice quiet but firm. “Please talk to me, Nico. Whatever you’re thinking, whatever you’re feeling—it’s okay to say it.”

He trembled under your earnest gaze. “You don’t…you don’t get it,” he muttered, tears gathering at his lashes. “Everyone thinks that you’re doing me a favor. That you’re bound to me because you feel sorry for me, or something like that. And I…I can’t bear it. How can I not feel insecure when everyone sees that I'm a burden—”

“Don’t call yourself that.”

Nico’s eyes flicked up in surprise. He could feel the storm brewing in your gaze, just as tangible as the distant thunder echoing beyond the cabin walls. For a moment, neither of you said anything, the silence weighed down by the echo of Nico’s own insecurities. “Don’t…” your voice broke slightly, “don’t ever call yourself a burden.”

Nico swallowed hard, tears still slipping down his cheeks. “Then what am I?” he whispered, half in desperation and half in challenge, like he wanted to believe you but couldn’t find it in himself to try.

“You’re everything to me,” you said, more forcefully than you intended. You edged closer, fingers aching to reach out but holding back, not wanting to startle him further. “I chose you—and I keep choosing you every day. You didn’t force me. There’s no pity involved.”

Nico shook his head, curls falling over his eyes. “They say you shine too brightly to be with someone like me. That I’m nothing but a shadow in your light.”

You inhaled, slowly reaching out. This time, you didn’t give him the chance to pull away, gently settling your hand atop his. “Nico,” you murmured, softly but unyielding. “I am light, yeah—but light doesn’t only illuminate all that’s bright and perfect. It finds its way into the darkest corners, too. It reveals things worth seeing, worth loving—things you refuse to see in yourself.”

Nico’s throat bobbed. “But—”

“And as for Ethan,” you continued, letting just a trace of humor soften your voice, “he’s great. He’s strong, loyal, sure. We’re friends. And that’s it. The rest is gossip, Nico. Nothing more.”

Your words wrapped around him like a lifeline. He bowed his head, breath catching. You gave his hand a careful squeeze, hoping it could somehow convey what you couldn’t put into words. You wished you could reach into his heart and silence every lie he told himself.

“Listen to me,” you whispered, leaning in. “I choose you. I don’t feel bound by some duty, and I’m not doing you a favor. This—” You gestured between you and him. “This is real. And if you'll have me, I'll stay with you forever.”

Nico’s face crumpled, another wave of tears gathering. But there was relief there, too. He let out a shuddering breath and loosened his grip on his knees, letting your fingers curl more securely around his own. “I—I’m scared,” he confessed, voice trembling. “I’m scared that one day you’ll wake up and decide…decide that what they’re saying is true.”

A bolt of lightning illuminated the sky, just enough to cast wavering shadows across the walls of Cabin 13. You felt the thunder in your chest, echoing the resolute thrum of your heart. Gently, you reached up and cupped Nico’s chin, guiding his gaze to meet yours.

“They don’t decide what’s true,” you told him. “We do.”

For a moment, the cabin was silent save for the soft rise and fall of your breathing. Then, cautiously, Nico uncrossed his legs. He let you draw him in, wrapping him in an embrace so tender it nearly broke your heart. His tears dampened your shirt, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was holding him close, letting him feel the certainty in your arms. Camp could whisper all they wanted. They could talk of Ethan’s strengths and your supposed perfection. None of them knew the warmth that sparked in your chest whenever Nico looked at you and finally believed, if only for a moment, that he was worthy of love.

You’d show him that truth as many times as it took.

[appolinyou]

Fact, Ares is usually sent to Hebe class parent meetings as: 1. Ares is not THAT evil version of Hera and Zeus when it comes to methods of defeating the snake teaching staff 2. He is still resourceful and fierce enough to protect the interests of Hebe and himself (not as touchy as Apollo - he can not only not be offended, but also remember important information, not as manically frightening as Athena Miss Killer Scientist, and the like)

[angrygirlromero]

HELPLESS

Warning: Grammar errors, violence, suggestive themes!

Pairing: Clarisse La Rue x male¡forbiddenchild

Adonis Anderson wasn’t a bad kid, sure his entire being was a danger to Olympus and all it’s content, but he had no bad intentions, all he’d ever wanted was to be noticed by his father, Zeus, who had refused to even acknowledge his existence since his arrival at camp.

Everyone knew he was a forbidden child, but as Luke always said there was no way of forcing the gods to do something, especially be responsible for their actions or their children. Adonis had lived in the Hermes Cabin since his arrival at Camp where he had made a show in striking down lightning bolts from the sky to take down over a hundred monsters that were after him at the age of 12.

Since then Adonis Anderson had become the pride of Camp Half-Blood, he was a dutiful young man always making sure to take care of new comers, he had a gentle manner with a fierce spirit and need to prove himself, skilled with a sword Adonis was favored by her father’s wife, Hera.

Hera had taken the young boy under her beautiful wings to protect and guide, allowing love to fill his heart, she would make sure this child turned out nothing like her sour husband, Zeus could have his other bastard forbidden children, he could praise and brag about Thalia and Jason all he wanted, but Adonis was hers to keep.

At the Goddess’s fondness of the young boy, the other gods of Olympus had turned a blind eye to his existence, considers Zeus did not seem to bother about him, Hera made it her job to keep her sweet boy safe and out of danger.

Adonis Anderson stood out in the training grounds of Camp, in all his sweaty glory his shirt had been thrown to the side now being stolen by some crazy Aphrodite girl that was now smelling the drenched fabric, his pants hang low on his waist as he and Luke circled each other, both waiting for the other to make the next attack.

A circle of Campers crowded around the pair as the Aphrodite girls cheered the loudest for Adonis, causing Luke to roll his eyes with a chuckle as he attacked striking at Adonis, allowing Adonis to defend himself, their swords colliding, as Luke moved quickly on his feet to attempt to attack once more, their swords clashing over and over as Adonis and Luke left little cuts and bruises all over each other.

Yet soon enough Adonis had Luke tackled on the ground with his sword at his neck as camper cheered the two on for the demonstration of such an exciting fight. Adonis soon letting go his hold on the son of Hermes as they both laughed at the while Luke shook his head as he observed the hand his best friend had nos offered him, the son of Hermes soon taking his hand to held him up.

“Alright I’ve gotta admit you won this one fair and square, without any powers” said Luke as he shook his friends hand as he smiled breathlessly at him, “and he admits it everyone, finally!” Exclaimed the forbidden child causing the campers to chant his name.

Adonis smiled brightly as he lifted his arm in the air to hype the chants of his name, his dark green eyes scanning the crowd of teenagers in search of her, and sure enough there Clarisse stood all the way to the back of the crowd with her siblings a blank look on her pretty face as he flashed her a handsome smile, causing the girl to blush slightly and shake her head before turning and walking a way, causing his smile to drop.

As if snapping him back to reality Luke placed his hand on his shoulder shaking his head as he led the brunette to lunch, “I don’t know what you see in her honestly” said Chris from his left side now joining the two boys as he gave Adonis a pat of his shoulder, “Leave him along Chris, everyone has their own taste” defended Luke as Adonis shook his head at both of their rambling, his mind solemnly on her.

If Adonis was being honest he wasn't quite sure when his crush on Clarisse started, or why he even liked her, all he knew was that he found himself yearning to be in her presence, loving the way her eyes trailed over his body when she thought he wasn’t looking, he loved the way her messy hair would fall in her face when she fought or trained her siblings, in other words Adonis Anderson was head over heels obsessed with Clarisse La Rue.

“Yeah he’s obsessed with a girl that tries to kill him every time we play capture the flag, I mean at this point buddy I think the girl likes you just as much as you like her, she always seems to go directly for you during capture the flag” Adonis smiled at Chris words, “you really thinks she likes me back?” Asked Adonis causing Luke to give him a look of disbelief.

“Come on Anderson, you’re the most powerful and let’s not mention handsome demigod here, what’s not to like” said Luke as a young boy came running up to Adonis and gave him a shirt, “thanks Clark” said Adonis before the little boy was running off again.

“We’re talking about Clarisse here, the daughter of Ares isn’t she like my niece or something?” Asked Adonis as they made it to the eating area where Percy, the new kid sat looking at his Macaroni and cheese in his plate with skeptical look, his head soon turning to the three boys that sat themselves at his table.

“Hey Percy” greeted Adonis, as Percy offered him a short smile, “aren’t we all here related anyways?” Said Chris, “what are you guys talking about?” Asked Percy with a curious gaze, “Adonis here had a crush, but he’s worried about her being his niece and her not liking him back” explained Luke.

“Everything in that sentence sounds wrong, what is this game of thrones?” Suggested Percy as he looked at Adonis for answers on the matter. “I- Ive like this girl for the longest time but she’s a bit difficult-“ “crazy you mean” interrupted Chris, “well who is it?” Asked as inocente Percy, “Clarisse” replied Chris without hesitation leaving Percy with his mouth opened.

“What about me?” Asked Clarisse from behind Chris causing the boy the flinch at the sound of her voice, “we were just talking about what happened in the bathrooms-“ rambled Percy, causing Clarisse to roll her eyes her gaze soon falling to Adonis who stared at her with soft eyes.

How she despise those beautiful green eyes, she could get lost in them forever, but as enticing as that might sound, she couldn’t let herself fall for him.

“What happened in the bathroom last night, Percy?” Asked Adonis not bothering to break eyes contact with the Ares girl, “well you see I was going to the bathroom like any normal person does, and Clarisse and two of her siblings just popped up out of nowhere and tried attacking me, I mean I know I’m an easy target but come on-“ rambled Percy.

“Really? So you tried to hurt the new camper on his first official day here La Rue?” Challenged Adonis, “yeah so what are you gonna do about it Anderson?” Teased back Clarisse half expecting Adonis to back down.

But to her surprise the son of Zeus stood to his feet surprising everyone at the table, as he came closer to Clarisse towering over her as she swallowed down her nerves holding her head high.

“You need to be taught lesson” whispered Adonis into her ear “so you can learn to stop resisting me and stop being such a little brat” said Adonis as Clarissa’s breathe to hitch in her throat as Adonis throw her over his shoulder folding her body in half effortlessly before carrying her into the woods.

“Well someone’s not gonna be able to walk tomorrow” muttered Chris under his breathe, as the group watched Adonis leave a harsh slap on the Ares girl’s right butt cheek, “she deserves it” said Percy as both Luke and Chris exchanged a look, how innocent Percy was.

[urfavcurlypookie]

Guys in your honest opinion should I read Percy Jackson? The complete series? I only watched the movies please no hate😭🙏🏻

[amiti-art]

ToA Headcanon

At same point during Apollo's trials (or after them) Hera and Leto reconciled.

I think that best moment for that is after Jason's death.

After Hera saw how her husband did nothing to save his own son, her own chosen one. After she saw how little he cared for his life. How when she cried and grived, he sat at his throne unmoved and unbotherd, annoyed by her tears.

How he did nothing when Apollo, his godly son, his fellow Olympian, tried to kill himself so his friends, demigods, could live.

That was Hera's breaking point. When she finally admitted to herself that her anger was always misplaced. It was not her husband's bastard children she should hate but Zeus himself. She always knew that, deep down in her cold, broken heart. But it was easier to go after weak mortal women, nymphs or minor godesses. It was easier to go after defenseless innocent children who didn't asked to be born.

She was always doing that because she could not go against her husband, her king.

The same way Apollo went after cyclops when it was Zeus who killed Asclepius, Apollo's beloved child, because it was easier, safer.

So Hera, heartbroken after Jason's death, haunted by image of Apollo lying on the floor, bleading to death with an arrow in his chest, went to see Leto.

Because Leto would understand her pain as she was also suffering. Because Leto needed comfort as much as Hera did. Because they were friends once, before the Twins were born. Because Hera after over 4000 years finally understood that she had to apologize.

And maybe Leto wasn't ready to forgive her yet, but when she saw queen's pained face she knew that no one could understand her better right now, so she let her stay by her side for moment. One mother greaving the child that was wasn't even hers and one mother who could lost hers at any moment now, both longing for comfort when the father of both sons sat unbotherd on his throne while his childern were suffering and dying.

Maybe I'm giving Hera to much credit here but those 2 scenes she had in ToN are so heartbreaking to me. Come on, how many gods openly cries and mourns for their children? And Jason wasn't even hers. Nor is Apollo, but she was the one to tell everyone to shut tf up when they started to discuss who could become an Olympian in his place after he dies.

[blessedbyahuntress]

Does anyone have any pjo/Olympians preferences that they want me to write? I'm kinda in that mood...

[dear-gods-wtf]

{1} Princess - P. Jackson🔱.

By Mari_coppolo on Wattpad.

Status: Completed.

Chapters: 87.

Time: 20h 34m.

Meet the characters

—Table of Contents—

🔱Act One🔱 (The Titan’s Curse)

“That’s why I don’t go to school dances.”

“Annabeth decides to go cliff-diving.”

“Captain, we lost one.”

“Apollo is hot just like this little New England city is now.”

“ ‘Wildest dreams’ by Taylor Swift. Though it’s not cool like her song.”

“We are being attacked by mummies.”

“Guess who’s going on a quest? Hint: It’s not Perseus.”

“Flash News! We got attacked again.”

“I share my Mercedes with Perseus.”

“We’re pig cowboys… Pigboys. (Does that exist?)”

“We’re fucked on all fours, holy shit.”

“Was it necessary to slap the burrito?”

“The angels gave us a ride. No, it wasn’t to heaven.”

“Revelations.”

“Daddy issues are rising above the skies right now.”

“I hate to see the stars.”

“ ‘I meet the gods and look what happened?!’ (It’s not clickbait)”

“Would you mind knocking me out? I need to sleep for ten years at least.”

❤️Act Two❤️ (The Demigod Diaries #1)

“I just wanted to start the year well.”

“Just another weekend.”

“S.O.S! Edward Cullen attacks me.”

“Happy fucking birthday.”

“That’s weird…”

“In what way do you mean that?”

“Are we about to kiss?”

“ ‘Backbiter,’ more like Backstabber.”

“Francis, the shark.”

“Everything was fine until it wasn’t anymore.”

🕊️Act Three🕊️ (The Battle of the Labyrinth)

“Wasted my pretty outfit.”

“We’re are going to learn to tap dance.”

“When I have to find something I never do. But this, of course I found it.”

“We’re going on a trip on our favorite rocket ship.”

“Wish us luck. Please.”

“Can you please join my ‘Anti-Hera club?’ It will help me graduate.”

“When everything goes down, Perseus makes it go up again.”

“Just found out I’m worth some good gold. Wanna buy me?”

“Perseus saves the day… again.”

“The king can fuck himself.”

“I’m retiring from being a demigod. Now I’m the new spider-women. Scratch that.”

“Hephaestus sends me on a date. I blew it up… literally.”

“We try to survive.”

“Congratulations on not dying.”

“ ‘Oh boy, here we go.’ -Pt. 2 feat Mc R.E.D. Available on Spotify.”

“I fought my brother. Why? Deaths and Marriage.”

“Dream on- Kratos’s version.”

“Raise your hand if you woke up the Titan. Perseus, I can see you hiding.”

“Pretty nice words before dying.”

“The battle started.”

“There is hope for everyone in the end.”

“Pranks.”

“Did she-? Alright, bring back the dragon.”

“I can’t tell you if the fireworks are in the sky or in my stomach.”

“I’m no good at goodbyes.”

🇧🇷Act Four🇧🇷 (The Demigod Diaries #2)

“Let me tell you something.”

“First night, first argument.”

“Guess what? He knows.”

“A deal.”

“Iris-messages and lies.”

“I’m selfish, I know, I can’t let you go.”

“Traumatic, indeed.”

“I was forced to be here, but in the end I liked it.”

“Girl’s talk.”

“ ‘Dear Princess;’ That’s where I died.”

“I got an exclusive present.”

“Memories bring back you.”

⚔️Act Five⚔️ (The Last Olympian)

“Guess I got back right on time.”

“Are we ever going to have a civilized conversation?”

“Wanna sprite?”

“Percy leads us to Olympus.”

“They could have put me to sleep too.”

“ ‘We’re all in this together’ - Camp Half-Blood version.”

“Kronos can go suck a dick.”

“Punching the air.”

“I flew on a pig.”

“Let’s party with the ponies.”

“What in the Achilles is this?”

“My father almost blew me up. Don’t blame him.”

“He’s gone. It’s done.”

“I got a gift from the gods.”

“*screams* *giggles* *kick the air.*”

“We’re doing fine, strange I know.”

“And they lived happily ever after… for four months.”

[miramilocamimira]

May I Kiss You?

Sometimes, Hera’s found, asking meant more than the action.

Hera remembers when Zeus first started it. It was after Porphyrion’s attempt and she had wanted to feel like she did before. She wanted to be as close as they had been before.

Zeus had barely pressed their lips together when she started shaking. Her mind brings memories of the giant nearing, of unwanted hands placed upon her. Zeus had stopped immediately, backing away with his arms open.

He had held her gently as she cried into his chest.

A week after that, she was blaming herself for not being better. It had been nearly two years. She should have been over it by now. It's not like anything had actually happened! Zeus and Heracles had saved her before that.

Zeus kept telling her it was fine. That it’d take time to heal. That it’s normal. He kept saying he loved her and would no matter how long, if ever, it took.

But it's not. Normal was when she could miss her husband without fear overtaking her. Normal was being able to walk around Olympus without fear.

He surprised her. First, when it took an additional three months before he agreed to try again. Again, when he sat on the edge of the bed beside her. And finally, when he turned to face her, his eyes searching her face.

She remembers feeling scared. Thinking, ‘Does he finally see how broken I am?’ As much as she wanted to change her mind, she couldn't. She wouldn't get better if she fled.

“Beloved, may I kiss you?” Hera had barely registered his words. She had let out a ‘what?’ in response. “May I kiss you?” He repeats, proving she hadn’t heard wrong.

“I- yes.” She’d stuttered and he hadn't moved. “Yes, Zeus, you can.”

Her husband moved slowly, bringing a hand to her face and pressing their lips together. His thumb gently rubbed her cheek as he slowly deepened the kiss. They didn't go further but it was even better than sex ever could have been.

At least, to her it was.

Zeus kept doing it too. “May I kiss you” and “May I touch you” became a huge part of their life. No matter the phrase, no matter the request, she always had to say “Yes.”

If she hesitated, for any reason, he would not touch her. And the ease it brought her. The relief in knowing nothing she didn't want would happen. It was a comfort she didn't know she needed.

If only she had thought about why he’d done it. Or if he’d told her sooner, she wouldn't have been so kind as to let Gaia sleep the first time.

She’d thought that she'd have problems seeing Porphyrion again. She didn't. However, her husband was not the same. Gaia rising had him as distraught as her- even if their family had not noticed.

Fury flares even as she takes a deep breath. She needed to calm herself. She had a king to find.

Zeus is on their bed when she finally finds him. He's shaking as he awaits her. Hera knows why. The second Saturday of every month was their “date night” as mortals called it.

She doubts he would be up for anything. She knows he’d try to push himself through it though. She walks in and sits on the edge of the bed. She hears him prepare to speak and the words come tumbling out.

“W-what?” At first, her instincts tell her to backtrack, to pretend she didn't say a thing. But, if he’s feeling even half the way she did…

“Zeus, may I kiss you?” She looks him over, settling on his eyes when she has. He must have holed himself up in here for hours. His eyes were puffy.

“Y-yes, of course, you can, Hera.” His face turns away from her, eyes downcast. He stuttered. She didn't move. “Beloved?”

“Zeus.” She says his name calmly and he looks back over. “I will not do anything you aren’t ready for. If you need more time that's fine. I would wait out eternity for you.” She means it too.

Zeus is silent and she can hear nothing but the beat of her heart and their breathing.

“I..” He starts, “Could we just lay together instead?”

“Of course, my love.” It takes a minute but they end up lying on the bed, Zeus in her arms as she brings a hand through his hair. She hums softly as his breathing evens out.

As much as she wishes to, she does not press a kiss to his head. She said she wouldn't, after all.

[sarafangirlart]

Who do you think is older heaesphestus or ares?

I go with the version that Ares in older

[aesthetics-by-taylor]

[jslmasaysmoneyisbest]

Shazam x PJO

I wanna make a Shazam x Percy Jackson crossover where basically Billy as the Gods champion + living in DCU

so is super chill as he arrives in PJO world

Zeus absolutey adores his champion as his sponsers do.

Billy is basically BAMF because Hera and the other gods who do no know Billy are like that one meme

Daddy?

uhh...Okay!

Billy is there's now and the Demigods are very confused on why everyone is being so respectful\

I really just want this fanfic to be Billy BAMF and chill

and Demigods confused and jealous

[appolinyou]

Ares, Enyo and Eris are the twin children of Hera and Zeus.

Ahah, I still made them in this preset. And in it the girls finally resolved their dispute with earrings😂

(The latest art is mine, the first three were made on the site Doshiart,Where, having your original character design idea, you can realize it using site presets)