#sad octavian

[augustus-hater]

Happy birthday to Octavian! I do not know how they took this picture, or how Agrippa has an inhaler, or what they are even doing. All I know is that, for once, they are happy and that Maecenas and Livia must be behind the camera.

[littlestarbeam]

My Son

"Lupa!" She remembers the first time she heard it, during one of his energetic babbles, as if it were yesterday and for an immortal goddess that was an achievement. He had reached for her muzzle with his soft grubby hands, then unaware of the violence she inflicted, and gently placed his hands rubbing back and for, giggling babbling on.

"Lupa!" She remembers him running towards her, with his arms outstretched, and wrapping them around her neck, into an embrace. His smile lighting up his face as he grinned. Behind him was the boy, Apollon's descendant, who was there just a month ago and Camp Jupiter's new augur with a scrowl on his face. He chattered something onto her, something she just can't quite remember.

"Lupa!" He had come sprinting up to her with a girl in hand, eyes twinkling. He introduced her as if he hadn't realized that she and her sister were in her training not just two months ago, eyes never once leaving the girl. The girl bowed to her, paying her respects and informing her she was, as she suspected, a child of Bellona.She can't remember him ever looking at some like that, with such faith and certainty ever again.

"Lupa?" He looked at her in confusion and puzzlement. In his hands were the hands of another girl she had never met. The girl looked at her warily, observing her with hesitancy. She knew why Juno removed his memories but to pair him with some who would hurt him. She didn't want to admit that it hurt that he didn't remember her. She raised him and many others to be strong, so she must lead by example.

"Lupa" She hadn't raised him for tears but she couldn't help but let him cry on her neck, burying his face into her fur. His sobs of how she left him, inquires of what he had done wrong, how everyone looked at him as though he had been the one to ended it. She knew but held her tongue, simply licking his face the same way she did when he was young.

She wished she heard him say her name again, the soft or happy or curious or even tearful sound of his voice once again. It had been years since he had long gone just as it had been her other sons. She would accompany their hymns of him with howl as they rejoice the boy bound to serve the gods. The girl he had first bought to her, the one who he couldn't take his eyes off, would join her from time to time, for she too had traded her heart for immortality. Just like today when she came and said his name, a name that no matter how they mention it in their songs, would never know him. Jason Grace, son of Jupiter and all of the forgetton gods he honored, one of my sons.

My Son.

[f0xgl0v3]

Camp Half Blood Schedule

As of now I have 14 pages for the schedule and describing stuff and activities and it’s all mush, my brain is mush and please I want to go home and see my family 🥺😭😭

In all reality this is a combination of procrastinating reading Tower of Nero because all the characters I really care about have been drop kicked out of the narrative and I’m at my grandparents house. I have nothing to do and I have a horrible sense of time so let’s get into this (plus sometime down the line I’ll go over HoO re-imagining like. Camp Jupiter processes but I’m reading some books about the Roman legion so I’m gonna, tough that out and then report back lol)

Disclaimer!! I don’t know what time is, time is something that eludes my brain and the only summer camp I’ve been to was a Christian one with a foster family because I was bored that summer and I said why not (I’m not Christian but it was funny). Also I like completely forgot if there is anything in the books that actually have schedule lore. I forgot most things with CHB to be honest.

So anyways, actual meat and potatoes

7:30- wake up and get ready. Yes 7:30 sounds reasonable to me. It gives the kids 30 minutes before breakfast and campers can wake up before the ‘official’ time.

On Fridays we have cabin inspections, dictated by the arbitrary ‘one day we picked someone to do it first and now we’re on a rotation’.

8:00-8:30; breakfast time, yes you only get 30 minutes for breakfast we have things to do and does it take you more than 30 minutes to gobble up breakfast? (No judgement it took me 2 hours to eat lunch one time) but If I ever let the other 13+ pages of notes come to light they’ll be more in depth stuff about. Everything, but breakfast time includes

- one cabin setting up the Dining Pavilion

-Everyone offering to the Gods

-Morning announcements!

-yum actually eat food

-plate staking/cleaning up the tables

8:30-10:00; the first activity. The activities are your going to the arena, or the forge, all that jazz. Uh, there’s a board in the Big House where counselors set up the schedules (as in signing up for activities n stuff and coordinating) I’ll get into it someday. Maybe.

10:00-12:00; Activity 2/downtime. Because pinky swear just chilling is an activity. Downtime is important. I wrote down that cabins can sign for the same thing back to back if they so wish. Also the rules are looser than the words clinging onto my brain so really anything happens. It’s CHB they laugh in the face of a rule.

12:00-12:30; Lunch time. Nothing special about it. Uh ,:3

12:30-2:00; third activity. Action packed days for the win!

2:00-4:00; fourth activity time. Also probably when most of the campers start cabin revolts. No one agrees on a schedule most of the time.

4:00-4:30; actual specific free time. Some moments to gather round and chill out. You’ve already spent most of your day, doing something.

4:30-5:30; activity 5. Most of the time this can just be a continuation of the free time.

Don’t ask me what those extra 10 minutes are for no one really ever knows

After 6 o’ clock no one is allowed on the lake. Sorry man

6:00; also the beginning of Dinner. Dinner goes as planned, usually with some Camp wide event happening because of course. Can’t have good stuff here at camp/j

7:00; Camp Sing-a-long times!

7:30-8:00; your stuck in the Cabin circle but at least you get those last few minutes to hang out without the threat of harpies later in the night.

8:00; all campers enter cabins for like getting ready to go to bed and stuff. Get your last conversations in

8:30; official curfew is in effect. No one can leave the cabins except for counselors who need to plan the next day because they aren’t planning their full week on Sunday.

I have notes also on like. Everything else ,:3 Chiron gets lessons and the Cabins have to do those and stuff. Sorry I haven’t been, posting long posts like this for a while lol. I’ll probably get some HoO re-imagined Camp Jupiter content out once I finish this one book I’m reading and have my CJ notebook (yes I do have a whole notebook dedicated to CJ there’s my fun fact). Also, at some point I’d like to introduce Charlico (Chiron’s WIFE) to CHB if possible. Love you Charlico/j

Okay ,:3 I think I sound a little delirious, tomorrow I have to get on a plane and after that I have to go stay a week at someone else’s place. I’ll see all of you soon to talk about the forge or something. Or maybe I’ll finally get my master lists all sorted out and stuff lol.

[the-little-fox-in-the-box]

I'm right and you know it

[ladynicte]

Just thinking about how heartbroken Reyna must have truly been when Jason came back to Camp Jupiter and barely remembered her.

Because she met Percy, she does know that even when Juno takes your memories away, if you truly truly love and care and need another person you will be able to remember her, even if not entirely perfectly, but the memory will be there with you the whole way. Like the memory of Annabeth was with Percy.

And then Reyna sees Jason arrive with Piper, and it's okay really, it doesn't even hurt that much, she's Praetor, she has got a job to do, she cannot be getting distracted with silly little sentimental things like that.

And, okay, sure, Reyna can say, maybe Jason and her weren't that close in that sense, it's okay, but they were still good friends, co-leaders of a grand city, he still mattered a lot to her.

And same thing right, Percy did remember Nico, not that vividly or anything, but he did immediately know Nico and him knew each other from somewhere before, because The Ambassador was important to him, in a different way but still, important to Percy.

And then, Jason tells her that he didn't remember her at all, no name, no blurry face, no dreams, no voice, no vague sense that he was missing somebody from somewhere.

That he only started sorta remembering her days after he had already finished his quest, for his new patron goddess, and his new friends, at his new camp, in his new life, with his new girlfriend.

But it's fine, really, Reyna is mature, she doesn't let little things bring her down. She's roman, truly roman, daughter of a fully only Roman Goddess. She's Praetor, she's strong, she will welcome these strange Greek people into her city and throw a feast in their honour, she won't even be salty or rude about it. Really, Reyna is fine, it doesn't even hurt.

[decompossingbody]

NGHHHH octavian on the noggin what if i drew him guys-CHAT WAIT DONT LEAVE WAIT!!!

[marcusagrippa]

so i finally finished the october horse

[plushieslayer]

ok so,lately I made some tiktoks about octavian AND I’M GETTING BULLIED FOR THIS???People are literally ATTACKING me because I LIKE A CHARACTER????Y’all say this character is problematic but it’s you WHO ARE ATTACKING A PERSON BECAUSE OF THEIR OPINION.Hypocrites.

[theantonian]

My Imperator why were you so foolish? You were supposed to serve Caesar like a soldier should. Did you think he was your father and you his son? You were so foolish. He made you his colleague in office. That should have been enough. Yet you wanted more. It shook you to know that he did not choose you. You were so naive, my Imperator. Why would he make you his heir? You were not his son, not his own. That would be Octavian. Then, instead of serving Octavian with loyalty, like you did his father, you challenged his authority. You thought you were his superior. What madness!

Were you not ashamed of yourself when the great orator humiliated in front of all Rome? No. You were foolish enough to fight the son of Caesar. You lost duly and run away. You were not supposed to love a Queen and you dared to marry her. Before sleeping with her, you never contemplated the fate of your offspring. Then you had the audacity to think yourself as the new Alexander! You ventured deep into the enemy territory only to make a terrible mistake. You had to run away yet again. Any other man in your place would have fallen on his sword after this humiliation. But you did not. For you had no sense of self-awareness.

You thought you were a King and a God, distributing realms to your children. Losing all credibility in your native land, you went to do battle with the son of the Divine Julius. Losing decisively you did the only thing you were good for, ran away like a coward. Your friends, your army, everyone deserted you. You fell into deep melancholy, yet you lived, my Imperator. You should have ended your pathetic life like a good Roman ought to. You did not, for you were a lover of life. You scorned all humanity. Their untrustworthiness, dishonourable ways broke your naive, trusting heart.

Your love and love of honour pulled you out of your respite for one last blaze of glory. You wanted to die honourably on the battlefield defending your love. Alas, you were even denied this. The Gods abandoned you, my Imperator. Failing in defending your Queen, losing everything, you finally fell on your sword to save your dignity. Your even failed at cutting yourself properly. It was a blessing. Your breathed your last in the arms of the woman you failed to protect. You died were you lived, my poor Imperator.

You would give your life for your beloved but could not win for her sake. Your innocent children suffered the most for your failure in realizing the true.

You were just a soldier, destined to die on the battlefield serving a God. You were never supposed to be anything more.

You were so foolish and yet I love you my poor Imperator.

[leo-valdez-is-my-bae]

#do-you-ever-want-to-cry-because-Leo-Valdez #i-want-to-hug-him-so-bad #i-luv-leo

[lookslikethatsallthetimewehave]

I feel bad for Jonas, because the person who he considered his father was killed for petty revenge and his murderer gets away scot-free. And now he's the one who has to bring the islands together and lead everyone, and he has to do it by himself!

Yeah, that's pretty messed up. Interestingly enough, his reaction to Spencer's death is a parallel to the way Octavian acted.

Octavian wanted revenge on Spencer because he blamed him for Paulla’s death, and Jonas wanted revenge on Octavian for killing Spencer.

Of course, Spencer wasn't responsible for Paulla’s death or any of the stuff happening on the islands, and Octavian is just crazy...

This other Spencer had to leave, and the Trio had to go back home. So now Jonas is alone...

alone to fix the entire world :(

[whiskeysorrows]

happy christmas eve im celebrating by analysing roman coinage and the res gestae for a classics assignment i have due on 6th jan

[applecidersstuff]

Percy Jackson is against bullying.

He is however very sad that neither Annabeth, Clarrise or Drew had met Octavian in camp Jupiter, because as much as he frowns on it he would pay any kind of money to see those three tear him a new one for acting like a little bitch he is.

[dandelion-blues]

No future

The future is for those who hope,

And hope is for those who do not know,

Know this travesty of life,

For life has always ended in death.

Death is the one truth,

For truth has been hidden by lies,

Lies of a better tomorrow,

A tomorrow that will never come.

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[navree]

god every time i see a gifset of tgc with his natural blond hair i get so horrifically angry at the stupid domina show all over again

[pain-is-too-tired]

I hate,especially in the pjo fandom, when people cut characters down to 1 trait. Sometimes it's a trait that isn't even one they have!

Like Percy, Will and Leo being seen as dumb erks me to no end. Especially Leo.

I know they're incorrect quotes but I saw one where they used the "7x7" "stuff she knows!" audio with leo and I'm just-

He knew collage level math at 8!!! What you mean he wouldn't know 7x7.

He could probably recite 100+ digits of pi. He built a whole ship!!

Same with Percy and Will. Like Percy is not dumb, he's just someone who thinks on his feet and isn't book smart like Annabeth.

Will runs an infirmary and cabin by himself by 13. He immediately finds a way to check on Nico's condition and chides him for risking his health. He's working with no weapon as a field medic, he has to be smart enough to avoid attacks.

Nico isn't just the emo sad kid. He is quick to make friends with those people tend to be wary of. He's just getting use to people again after being on his own for so long.

Jason isn't just some boring/ lesser version of Percy. He has a detailed past and motives even without most of his memories.

Michael isn't just attitude and starting fights. The only fellow camper he actually fights with is Clarisse and he's pretty chill for the rest of the book other then just being sassy sometimes. He's usually just matching energy.

Stolls aren't all stupid either, they were 12-13 when they became hcs of the largest cabin at a camp. A cabin, mind you, that was recently ran by a 19-almost 20 year old. They're poster children for younger siblings suddenly forced to mature.

Maybe it's just me and my love for psychoanalyizing characters, but really like most people forget how 3 dimensional these characters are.

Do not get me started on characters like Drew and Octavian or how many of y'all forget Annabeth(and every demigod other than frank) also is dyslexic and not just the ones the fandom deems as "dumb".