#we watch everyone hermes tries to talk to

[kaciebello]

Us before you and me

Masterlist Luke Castellan x Hades! reader (implied, fem) Summary: Luke and the readers’ relationship before they became a couple. Luke is an absolute loser when it comes to crushes. Warning: no use of y/n, luke is a total looser author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) word count: 1,3k

Luke Castellan was 14 when he came to the camp, and he was sad. Not only did he just lose a friend that turned into a tree, but he had to pretend to like his dad.

Now that he was 15, his mind was somewhere else, his friends to be exact. He tried to make friends with everyone. But these two in the Hermes cabin just caught his eye. They argued all the time, it was almost unbearable, and yet they refused to sleep anywhere but next to each other. It has been a few months since they got here, and somehow their banter has extended to him.

So now that he and Chris were watching the Aphrodite girlies, Chris had dragged him out. He was talking about something Luke did not care about. He only started to pay attention when he slapped him. Luke gave him a confused look.

“You're not even looking man,” Cris says.

“Because it's creepy!” Luke argues back. It was creepy, they disguised themself as resting campers next to the Aphrodite cabin. To him, and everyone else, it looked like Cris just discovered what a woman is. Granted, they just turned 15, so he is certain that was the case. Luke couldn't bring himself to care. When he thought about girls only one face came to his mind, and he was not about to confess that to his friend.

“Don't you see them! They look good!” Chri says back. 

“I like someone already.” Chris looks at him with a deadpaned look. Absolute silence. Maybe Luke really should not have said anything. According to Chris, Luke could have anyone in the camp. Even crowing him as the heartthrob of the camp.  Luke tried to move on as fast as he could from this conversation, however, Chris's attention was sparked, and would not let go of the conversation.

They kept going back and forth and none of them noticed a familiar girl come their way.

“ Stop spying on the aphrodite cabin like they are some prey!” She says, effectively tearing them out of their argument.

“ Prey?? What are we? Animas?” Luke was quick to defend himself. He didn't even want to be here.

“ Not you, you raging virgin,”  Chris says and gives him a side-eye. The girl just rolls her eyes. 

“I'm not a virgin!” Luke's voice cracked, not something he wanted to happen while defending his honor. His eyes snap to the girl, hoping that she would believe him. But she looked like she wouldn't even believe he had hair on his head. Luke signs defeat. There is no winning in this. He just has to come to terms with the fact that his crush thinks he's a total loser.

–

When Luke turned 16 he realized he wanted to look ripped. And he wanted to get girls, well a specific one but he will not say that aloud. He will tell you he just wants to be a better hero with glory and all that. However Luke was 16, and he had no better idea than to practice in front of his crush.

He was nervous. Sweating. He couldn't tell if it was from the sword fighting or her. She was just sitting down and looking at him. His heart was beating way too fast for his liking. So he was very glad when his opponent called it quits and he could rest.

He went and sat down next to the girl. She smiled and handed him a towel and cold water. He rolled his sleeves up his shoulders to feel some of the cold air. The girl had to do a double-take at him. He could see her in the corner of his eye looking at him. He flexed his arms just a little.

“ Exposing your biceps like that? What a slut.” She says. His eyes widen for a second before he composes himself. He turns to her with a smirk on his face.

“ You like that don't you.”  That stopped her in the tracks. He could practically see the clogs turn in her head.

“Maybe I do.” She says, her eyes fixated on his arms. Luke went red and looked away. He could feel her arm on him as she studied his mussels. He let her arm wander, they were seemingly in their world.  Her arms slip to his chest. He looked down and then back to her.

“ I know my pecs are big but can you stop objectifying me?” The girl stopped in her tracks and looked him dead in the eyes.

“Nah.” With that, she just continued to feel him up. He just let her.

—

Luke was 17 when one of his closest friends was claimed by Hades and had to move out of the cabin into a small room above the medical storage unit. He helped her move the stuff, not that she had much but still. When he walked into the room he saw her standing with Chris, who upon seeing him gave him a smirk. Luke sat the bag down and turned around to see Crish walking out giving him a wink.

Luke turned to the girl with a confused look. She just shrugged and thanked him for bringing the bag. He could feel the tension in the air. Luke looked around the room. It wasn't big, but it was something, and first and foremost it was private. Not something he could say about his bed. He looked at the girl again. She was not sporting a black camp shirt instead of an orange one. Fitting for a Hades kid. 

When his eyes got to her face his heart jumped to her throat for a bit. She was looking at him with a sheepish smile. 

“So Chris said-” Right then and there he knew. He knew his friend had said something he shouldn't.

“Don't believe Chris !” He yelped and grabbed her hand. Silently he begged her to forget whatever the boy told her. She raised her eyebrows at him.

“ So you don't get a major ‘love boner’ every time you see me?” A whine leaves Luke's lips.

“Why did he have to put it like that.” He says his voice high-pitched. The girl just let out a laugh.

—

Luke was 18 when he confessed. He was 18 when she confessed back. And he was 18 when he kissed his crush of 4 years.  He was 18 now lying in the Hermes cabin looking at the ceiling dreamingly. He could only remember what her hands and lips felt on him. The other 3 boys were taking none of that.

“He's a mess. Like mess mess.” Says Connor looking at his counsellor with a weird look, before turning to his brother who wore a similar expression.

“ Mess in distress but still the best dressed?” Answered Travis. He has been cursed by one of the Apollo kids to say things that rhyme but not really.  It's been going on for a week now with no sign of going away.

“He's definitely not best dressed, I can tell you that.” Says Chris sitting at the foot of Luke's bed cleaning his nails.

Lukes wasn't paying them attention. He finally achieved what he wanted since 15.  He could handle the teasing if it meant he could sneak into her room after calling lights out. One of the twins poked him in the ribs but he just swatted them away.

He could hear them say he was gone, but the only thing he could think about was his girlfriend. 

It was a year later when he was 19 and risked everything.

[cece693]

hi! loved your pjo first they're amazing. I was wondering if I can request a headcannon of percy x son of aphrodite male reader? probably about how percy wants to ask them out and then them dating. thank you!

Fountain of Love (Percy Jackson x Son of Aphrodite)

Thanks for the request :) It's a little short, but I hope you enjoy it!

tags: nervous Percy, asking out, dating, son of Aphrodite is not only a pretty face but good with a sword, oblivious reader, puppy love

From the first moment Percy stepped foot into Camp Half-Blood, he knew your name—M/N, son of Aphrodite. You were somewhat of a legend at camp, not just for being devastatingly handsome, but also for your skill with a sword.

But you were oblivious as fuck. Even more so than Percy himself, which said a lot. No matter how many heads you turned as you passed by, or how many gifts appeared outside your cabin, you remained unaware of the effect you had on others. For you, the attention never seemed more than friendly admiration, nothing deeper.

Percy, however, was different. From the moment he first spent time with you, sitting by the lake, talking about sword techniques, and exchanging stories of battle until the dinner horn blew, he knew one thing—you were the one. It wasn’t just about how incredible you looked, it was how easy it felt to be around you, the way your smile softened his nerves.

But Percy wasn’t alone in his feelings. Dozens of campers—some Apollo kids, others from various cabins—were also vying for your attention, and Percy knew he wasn’t the only one wanting to ask you out.

Over time, he noticed the competition intensify. A couple of campers, Ares kids, constantly tried to one-up him during sword training, cracking jokes about him in your presence, trying to win your favor. Even the children of Hermes, known for their mischievous pranks, tried to outshine Percy in their own crafty ways. It was like everyone was fighting for their chance to stand out, hoping to catch your eye.

Percy fought through the jealousy and frustration, determined to find the perfect moment to finally ask you out. But every time he gathered his courage, something interrupted him—a monster drill, a sparring match, or another camper cutting him off.

One day, as Percy finally approached you by the campfire, an Ares kid—who clearly had the same idea—stepped in and asked you if you wanted to hang out. Percy clenched his jaw, stepping back in defeat, watching the moment slip away again.

Little did he know, you liked him back. You always had. His easy smile, his sense of humor, the way he seemed so sincere around you—it all made you fall for him in ways you hadn’t expected. But since Percy hadn’t made a move, you assumed maybe he wasn’t interested.

Days passed, and finally, Percy couldn’t take it anymore. He couldn’t wait for the perfect moment because every moment with you was already perfect. So, after a long training session, where the two of you fought side by side during a particularly difficult capture-the-flag game, Percy found the nerve.

The two of you were covered in dirt and sweat, but it didn’t matter. As you both sat by the lake, cooling off, Percy finally turned to you and blurted it out, “I like you. A lot. And, um, would you maybe want to go out with me? Like, officially?”

You blinked, a bit stunned by his sudden confession, but then you laughed, a soft sound that sent Percy’s heart racing. “I like you too, Percy. I’ve been waiting for you to ask.”

His eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, he was speechless. You? Liked him back? He couldn’t believe it.

From that day forward, the two of you were inseparable, and when you became boyfriends, everyone in camp knew it. Percy’s friends teased him relentlessly, but nothing would wipe the dopey grin off his face whenver your name was mentioned.

You and Percy balanced each other perfectly—his brave heart and your calm confidence were an unbeatable pair.

But dating at Camp Half-Blood wasn’t without its challenges. There were moments when Percy’s duties as a hero pulled him away, leaving you to worry. You’d send messages through Iris, waiting anxiously for his return, and there were times when he came back battered from battles that left your heart aching. The other demigods, those who had once vied for your attention, sometimes stirred up trouble out of jealousy, testing the strength of your relationship with snide remarks and rumors.

Still, the two of you always found ways to push through. When Percy felt the weight of the world on his shoulders, you were there to remind him he didn’t have to carry it alone. You comforted him when nightmares from the Titan War resurfaced, holding his hand and promising that, together, you could face anything.

And when your own insecurities came up—doubts about whether Percy could love someone like you, despite the constant attention you received—he reassured you that you were more than enough.

“I chose you,” Percy would say, with that earnest smile that made everything feel okay. “And I’d choose you over and over again.”

No matter what challenges arose—whether it was monsters, the gods’ interference, or the complications of being demigods—the bond you shared only grew stronger. And eventually, when the Great War ended, Percy would drop on one knee and ask you to marry him :)

[bagerfluff]

Nico Di Angelo x Will Solace x Son of Chaos reader?

AN: Thank you for requesting and I hope you like this. I also took the liberty of picking my own prompt since you didn't give me one so I hope you are okay with that. It is perfectly okay to not give a request without a prompt but that just means I pick one myself.

Chaos Follows You, But We Don't Care

Nico di Angelo x Will Solace x Son of Chaos Reader

Prompt - Angry Confessions

You didn't know what you were doing.

You were currently sitting on a high branch in a tree. You had ran here after the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you. You've been here for a couple hours and you were still scared and embarrassed.

You want to know what happened?

You might have confessed to your two closest best friends. Nico and Will. They were your friends since you first came to camp. You've been friends with them for years. And you've had a crush on the both of them for as long.

You always knew you liked guys and that you were Polyamorous, but why did you have to fall in love with both of them. It was even worse when they told you that they were dating. It made you feel like a third wheel.

It hurt.

But you couldn't tell them; they didn't love you like you loved them. So you kept it hidden. No matter how much it hurt. Watching them act all lovey dovey. It made you a little sick. The pain in your heart when you watched them.

You couldn't even describe it.

So one day when you were hanging out with them at the beach, the sun beating down on your skin. The sounds of the crashing waves. The whispers of Nico and Will. It was pretty shitty. You were sitting a few feet to their left.

They weren't even talking to you. They were your friends, but they were too distracted with each other. You started to get angry and you yelled. You stood up and yelled at the two boys about how you loved them. But how it hurt that they didn't love you back and how they ignored you.

After you were done yelling you realized what you had said you had ran. You took one look and Nico's shocked face and Will's sad one and ran. You ran, even when you heard Will calling for you, you ran till you found this tree and climbed up it.

You've been here ever since.

You didn't want to go back. You didn't want to face Nico and Will. You didn't want them to have to tell you that they didn't love you like that. You didn't want them to tell you that you couldn't be their friends any more. So you stayed here.

Even when you heard the dinner bell you didn't move. You were fine. Though you were hungry you didn't move. You felt like crying. You blew it. You were going to lose your only friends. You made chaos. You did what every one you would do.

You were a son of Chaos. Her name said what she did just fine. That's why people were never your friends. Even before you knew you were a demigod, you made chaos. Everywhere you went chaos followed like a lost puppy.

You always made a mess of things and added stress to everyone's day. You never meant to, you were a kid. But people didn't know that. They thought you did it on purpose. Even when you found out you were a demigod.

People were still wary of you.

Nobody talked to you, nobody went near you. You tried to stop the chaos you made. You tried to stop your powers. You had the powers to cause chaos from nothing. But that never worked. Chaos was all that you knew and you were fine with it.

That was until you met Nico and Will.

Since there was no cabin for you they just placed you in Hermes. But since the Hermes kids didn't like that a claimed kid was with them, plus you made lots of chaos that they didn't like. Chiron had placed you in Hades cabin. Nico was rarely there and it was away from everyone.

So you met Nico first. He knew what it was like to be an outcast. He talked to you and he didn't mind when you made chaos. He even helped you control it. Nico was kind and understanding. He was a nice person to talk to when you needed someone to listen for a bit.

Nico was fun to hang out with. You both were outcasts so you two got along well. You both scared the shit out of campers. Especially new campers that saw the two of you leaning or sitting by a tree in the shadows.

Then you met Will. Some people decided that it would be fun to hurt you. They would try a little harder to knock you down during sword practice. People would miss fire really close to you during target practice. So every once and a while you would show up at the infirmary with a new bruise or cut.

Will would be the one who would patch you up most of the time. He said that he heard about you from Nico because they were friends. That might have made you blush. So you and Will got to talking since Nico was friends with you both.

Will was really nice and he really cared about his friends. Will was like a ray of sunshine. He brightened up your day whenever you see him. Especially when you walk into of the infirmary. Since you were all friends you started to hang out with the both of them.

It was hard since Nico was rarely at Camp Half-Blood and Will always worked but you guys managed it. Some of your best memories were with the both of them. They were your best and only friends. You loved them more then anything.

Now you were going to lose them.

Tears started to fall out of your eyes and onto your lap. You tried to stop them but they were coming whether you liked it or not. You started to quietly sob and you brought your knees to your chest. You wrapped your arms around your legs and placed your head on top of them.

You cried onto your knees but you stopped when you heard a twig snap. You glanced down to see Nico and Will looking around. Why were they here? Were they looking for you? You stayed quiet. You didn't want them to find you. You weren't ready for them to break the news to you.

You weren't ready to lose the ones you loved.

Unfortunately that didn't last long because Nico looked up and saw you in the tree. You and Nico held eye contact until Nico grabbed Will's hand and pointed up at you. Will looked at Nico for a second before following Nico's finger up to you.

Nico and Will looked at you while you looked at them. The boys on the ground looked at each other. "Hey Y/n? Do you want to come down?" Will asked. Will was always better at calming your nerves. He knew what to say to calm you down. Nico tried but it never really worked.

But it was the thought that counted.

"N-no", you said with a wavering voice. You didn't want to talk but you knew you had too. "Okay. we'll wait", Will yelled up and you watched as Nico and Will walked over to the base of the tree and sat down. You could tell that they were talking to each other but you couldn't hear them.

You needed to talk to them. You needed to bite the bullet and get this over with. Though the thought of that made more tears slip out of your eyes. You wiped them away and started to make your way down the tree. It took a bit but before you knew it you were standing in front of Nico and Will.

Nico looked a little scared while Will still looked sad. You sat down criss cross in front of them and stared at them. None of you spoke. You were scared and something told you that they were too. "Do you know why we're here Y/n", Will asked.

You knew but you didn't want to say it so you nodded. "We're not mad Y/n", Nico said. It was the first time he had spoke and you could tell from his voice that Nico was scared. "In fact we wanted to tell you something", Will said.

This was it.

You were about to lose your friends. You got ready to run away after they said it. You placed your hands on the ground and closed your eyes. You couldn't look at them while they did this. You heard more whispering and heard moving. Then you felt something touch both of your cheeks.

It felt like a kiss.

You vaguely remember your father placing a kiss on your cheek before he left for work. You opened your eyes and looked at Nico and Will with a shocked expression. They were now sitting a foot in front of you. They both had a smile on their face. Will's was bigger Nico's was bigger but they both looked really happy.

"Wha-", you tried to ask what happened but Will and Nico both spoke, cutting you off. "We like you too". You were so happy and shocked, and still a little sad. This was so much that you started to cry again. You didn't know why but you did.

Nico and Wil got a little scared but you were quick to ease their worries. "No I'm fine I'm just", you didn't even know what to say. Will smiled again and pulled you and Nico into a hug. You and Nico were shocked but you both hugged back.

They liked you back. You were so happy. Will pulled away and looked at you, "we're sorry for making you feel like that". Will was referring to when you were scared and how you felt when you left them. "It's fine, as long as I get a kiss as an apology", you smiled at the both of them.

Will let out a little laugh but kissed you any way. You smiled, it was quick because you heard Nico's grumble. You pulled away and kissed Nico too. "Does this mean were dating?" You asked and Nico rolled his eyes. "yes Y/n, we are all boyfriends", you smiled again.

Nico and Will loved you, chaos and all.

[coff33andb00ks]

İdk i just got hit with this shitty idea 😭😭 drabble list thingy 5 40 60 64 and 70. BUT WITH ACADEMIC RIVAL OSCAR? IDK ITS KINDA STUPİD BUT STİLL 😭😭

driver + number = drabble <3

warning: author knows nothing about academia 😳

"Idiots, they're all idiots."

You glanced up at the sound of his voice, perplexed. Then, realizing he couldn't possibly be talking to you, you turned back to your work. You'd come here in the hopes that you'd be able to finish your paper without the distractions in your dorm, and so far–

Thud.

The heavy backpack landed on the tabletop with much more force than necessary and you glared at its owner, who - horrifically - was pulling out the chair across from you. As usual he was wearing his stupid burgundy shirt under his stupid black hoodie, and his hair was falling into his eyes with that stupid little swoop.

The only thing stupid about Oscar Piastri was his lack of style.

"You don't mind do you?" he asked, already settling into the chair with his coffee.

"I'm annoyed, to put it mildly," you muttered, staring at the backpack crushing the corner of your pencil pouch.

"Ah well, the feeling's mutual." He pulled his backpack towards him and threw down a copy of the local newspaper. Odd, that he actually read a physical newspaper instead of getting his news online like everyone else born after 1985.

You carefully maneuvered your pencil pouch closer to yourself and tried to focus on your paper. Intent to ignore him, you managed to type out two whole sentences before he snapped open the newspaper. Darting your eyes towards him, you watched the morning sunlight dance over the angle of his jaw.

Too bad he was such an insufferable know it all. Half the students that you knew from the classes you shared with him called him Hermes Granger behind his back, he was that bad. Always had the correct answers in lecture. Always top marks. Always, always, always, while you were just behind him.

Except the one time, but he'd been in hospital due to his roommate Lando accidentally tripping him and fracturing his rib, so that didn't really count.

"Did you hear about this?" he asked suddenly, thrusting the newspaper in your direction.

You looked from the paper to him, half expecting him to pull it away before you could take it. He didn't though, and you turned it so you could read the small headline.

No Evidence of Foul Play in Missing Money

Frowning, you read the small blurb about thousands of dollars that had seemingly vanished from a local charity. "How can there be no foul play?" you asked after reading it through twice. "It was there one day and gone the next."

Oscar nodded. "Exactly. And you know who's on the board, right?"

"Dude, I barely know my roommate's name most days..."

"Yeah I reckon you've got too many classes–"

You narrowed your eyes at that, missing half of the rest of what he said.

"–the mayor."

You snorted on a laugh. "Are you insinuating the mayor stole the money?"

He wasn't laughing. Or smiling. In fact, you were pretty sure you'd never seen Oscar smile. Well, that pained half smile when Lando dragged him to a party, but otherwise...

"You can't be serious," you said. "He's the mayor. He's got plenty of money."

"Does he?"

Rolling your eyes, you slid your laptop close and tried to focus on your work again. "Didn't have you down as a conspiracy theorist."

"It's not a conspiracy theory though?"

"The mayor, who lives in a mansion and drives a Ferrari, stealing ten thousand dollars from a charity?"

"People in power have stolen less. He's very good at hiding secrets. Like his brother's company being behind the factory buyout last year? The government doesn't want you to know this, but every one of them are crooked."

"What do they put in your coffee?" you asked with a roll of your eyes. "Do you get a tinfoil hat to go with it?"

He scoffed. "I thought you were smart."

That surprised you. You didn't think Oscar thought about you at all. "So what do you suggest, Oscar? We storm city hall and demand the mayor give the money back?"

He pursed his lips and dipped his head to one side as though to indicate the idea had merit. "Or we could sneak in after hours and poke around."

"Break into the mayor's office," you clarified.

He nodded. "Tonight after dinner?"

"Set off alarms, get arrested, and go to jail."

He winced. "Yeah, maybe not our brightest idea."

"Excuse me, did you–"

"But we can still do dinner, yeah?"

"Idiots. They are all idiots." / "I'm annoyed, to say it mildly." / "The feeling is mutual." / "The government doesn't want you to know about this." / "Not our brightest idea."

[sunkissedburns]

HOW MUCH IS WEED!

prompt “ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous ” with our boy percy jackson <3

thank you so much for requesting anon!!!

percy jackson x fem! reader

If looks could kill, Percy would’ve already sent his fellow camp mate to Hades’ kingdom. He swears he doesn’t have anything against Connor Stoll! He’s just there, with you… All the time.

His eyes almost burn holes in his friend’s back as he sees him leaning against a target while you’re talking to him, bow in hand.

“Oh my gods Percy you’re so obvious!” Luke slaps his shoulder, smirking “Watch out you’re almost turning green with envy.”

“Shut up!” he groans, running a hand across his face. “And I’m not… envious, I’m just attentive.” he answers as his gaze finds you again.

“Yeah right. I swear I can see two holes the size of your eyes in Connor’s shirt.” the Hermes cabin counselor barks out a laugh at Percy’s deadpan expression. “I gotta run but don’t fool around ! Y/N’s all yours anyway !” he adds before running off.

As Percy looks at his friend’s silhouette, he hears you laugh and turns around just as he sees you holding onto Connor’s shoulder, the both of you giggling over gods know what. His heart tightens at the sight although he tries his best to dismiss it.

When he raises his head, he notices you and Connor walking over to him, still laughing. He clicks his tongue when he sees his hand on your shoulder but his mood is immediately lifted when you reach for him, linking your arm with his.

“Hey babe! Connor was just telling me about this crazy prank he did on a few Ares kids. I wish I could’ve seen it.” you share a look with the aforementioned boy before bursting out laughing.

“Wow okay that’s, that’s cool ! But we have uh, that thing I told you about yesterday y’know ? I want you to see it now if, if you don’t mind that is.”

You just nod, but he doesn’t miss your questioning stare. You barely have time to wave goodbye to Connor when Percy is already dragging you away.

When he guides you to his cabin’s porch you step aside, crossing your arms.

“Okay, don’t think I haven’t noticed your little games, Perce. What’s going on ?”

He stammers, hand messing with his hair.

“I uh, want to spend more time with you ? Am I not allowed to spend time with my girlfriend ?”

You smile, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous Percy.”

He feels his cheeks burn, too embarrassed to look you in the eye. With a kiss to his cheek, you bring his attention back to you.

“It’s okay, you’re cute when you’re mad.” you joke and he rolls his eyes. “For the record, you always have all my attention, you don’t need to make up lame excuses, everyone already knows.”

[awriterinthenight]

10 Things I Hate About You-Luke Castellan Au, Part 1

words: 1223

warnings: language, uhhhh I don't know about anything else, but I will add new ones for new chapters. This is mostly just the set up, more of the plot will be in the next chapter, and I kept the last name Stratford and made the sister's name Bianca cause it was easier than creating new names, plus I really liked sticking those names cause I love the movie

summary: 10 Thing I Hate About You au with Luke Castellan. Chris a new camper comes into the Hermes cabin and him and the Stolls are on a mission to get you to allow your sister Bianca to date, and who else besides Luke Castellan would be willing to do it.

The Stratford sisters were known for being off limits. They were also quite the anomaly, having two different dads, but the same mom. Usually one god had one kid with one mortal then bounced, leaving them on their own. But not the Stratford sisters. The older one Y/N was a child of Hades, while the younger one, Bianca, was a child of Apollo. Quite the opposites, but they were everything to each other.

But the other thing was that neither of them dated. Ever. Y/N just wasn't into people, and would rather eat rocks than date "the unwashed miscreants" (in her words) at camp. Bianca was longing to go out with a guy, but her sister didn't let her since she didn't trust anyone, and her sister followed her rule, not wanting to disrespect her.

Y/N knew this rule wasn't the best, but she'd rather have her sister be annoyed at her than have her dating some guy that treated her like shit. No one was able to date either of them no matter how hard they tried. Y/N was rather rude to people and annoyed, so no one wanted to be near her let alone date her, but everyone wanted Bianca.

***

When Chris arrived at camp he was claimed as a Hermes kid, and quickly introduced to the Stoll brothers who showed him around.

"Hi, I'm Chriss, Chiron said you would show me around," he greeted, a but nervous.

They nodded, ushering him out of the cabin, "Yup, that's our job. I'm Connor, this is my older brother Travis," he said, introducing him and his brother.

Chris nodded following the brothers on the tour around camp. "Alright to break it down, over here is the Big Three, Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, but there's only a couple of those kids, and I advise you to avoid the Hades kid," he said, pointing out each cabin. Now he started pointing at groups of people and some cabins, "Those are the Aphrodite kids, don't talk to them unless they talk to you first," Connor warns.

"Is that their rule or yours?" Chris asks out of curiosity.

Connor sighs saying, "Watch," now turning towards the Aphrodite kids, "How's it going."

Which just got him a lot of dirty looks and side eyes, and some rude replies.

"Bite me."

"Ugh, as if."

Travis put his hand on Chris' shoulder, "See what I tell you. Alright over here we have the Demeter kids. Super into plants and the environment, but mostly they-" Travis says, before getting cut off.

"Smoke a lot of weed," Chris finishes.

Connor nods, "Yes. Now here's Clarisse and the Ares kids, now unless you want your ass handed to you I advise that you stay away. Hephaestus kids, mostly dweebs, but they're rather nice people. The Dionysus kids are drink snobs, only drink artisanal shit, you know that type," he says, moving towards a table of people.

"Hey guys, how's it going," he says, but everyone just closes their books and turns away from him. Sighing, Connor turns away from them and back towards Chris.

"We pull one prank and suddenly they hate us," Travis says, his arms crossed. Chris had stopped paying attention when he saw Bianca walk by.

"I pine, I burn, I perish," he said, looking at her in amazement.

Connor shakes his head at Chris' antics, "Nope, sorry she's off limits. It's well known the Stratford sisters don't date, especially her," Connor explains, having to close Chris' jaw for him.

Chris stumbles over his words, before getting out, "Wha- what do you mean she doesn't date," he asks confused. How could someone like her not date?

"Her sister is a bit whacked, she won't let her date. Plus, she's not as deep as you think she is, listen," he says, moving Chris to hear Bianca's conversation.

"See there's a difference between love and love. I like my yellow converse, but I love my Tiffany bracelet," she explains to her friend.

"But, I love my Converse too," her friend says, a bit bubbly and confused.

Bianca shrugs, "Well that's cause you don't have a Tiffany bracelet," she says, a bit bluntly.

The Stolls steer Chris away from Bianca, "See you have no chance, sorry to break it to you, but put her away in your fantasies and say goodbye," Travis says, patting Chris' shoulder.

"No you're wrong. Well not about the fantasies part, but I can have a chance," Chris says, trying to hype him and the brothers up.

Connor sighs saying, "Alright you can try. She's looking for a Latin tutor if that helps."

"That's perfect," Chris exclaims.

The brothers give him a weird look, "You speak Latin?" they ask, confused since not many people know Latin.

"Well no, but I will," Chris says, excited that he might have a chance with Bianca.

***

1st Person Y/N

I was at sword fighting practice led by one of the Ares counselors.

"Alright I want everyone to partner up and try what I just demonstrated," he says, letting everyone off to practice.

I roll my eyes, "I wish he'd actually teach us something besides the same two defenses," I complain, getting into a fighting stance.

Unfortunately he overheard me, "What did you say?" he asked, annoyed by my presence in general.

I scoff, "I said, why can't we learn something useful? We learn the same two skills basically every week," I tell him.

Before he can tell me off, Luke walks into the lesson asking, "So what did I miss?"

"This asshole is not teaching us anything new," I complain, annoyed by both of them.

"Great, keep up the good work," he says, before running off.

"Hey, get back here," he yells at Luke, "Whatever, you can go to Chiron if you have a problem," he tells me.

I roll my eyes, picking up my bag and sword, "Sure, whatever," I say, leaving the arena.

***

3rd person

It was the end of the day and everyone was heading to dinner. Chris was watching Bianca walk to dinner with her siblings, and some Ares kid was doing the same, but in a more lustful way.

"That's out of reach even for you, Joey," one of his friends said.

Joey just shook his head, "No one's out of reach for me," Joey said, rather confidently.

"You wanna put money on that?" his friend asked, wanting to make a bet.

"Nah, this I'm gonna do for fun," he said, scheming a plan.

Joey walked up to Bianca and her friend, putting his arms around them. Connor was walking with Chris and wasn't paying attention when he walked right into Y/N.

"Remove head from sphincter, then walk," she said, aggravated at Connor's lack of surroundings. She walked off with her friend Eva from the Iris cabin.

Chris ran over to Connor asking, "Hey, you okay?"

Connor nodded, "Yeah, just a minor encounter with the shrew," he said bitterly, "That's your girlfriend's sister."

"Sister? But aren't they in different cabins?" Chris asked, confused.

Connor nodded, "Yeah, but they have the same mom, it's a whole thing. Don't worry about it," Connor said, walking off towards dinner. Unfortunately for him, he tripped and ended up rolling down a hill. But, he was okay and stood up, spreading his arms out in victory of surviving.

[epicfirestormer]

Okay look, I've never really read Greek mythology (my only exposure is EPIC the musical and I've never read The Odyssey or The Illiad so bear with me) but I feel like Odysseus is cursed to always suffer. Not in the same sense Cassandra or Sisyphus are actually cursed, but in an almost unwritten rule sort of thing. Like, how much of an unlucky bastard do you gotta be to constantly be thrown around by one god to another. How are the gods so involved in his life. First is Athena, which fair enough, she chose him as her champion. That one wasn't a problem. But then he runs into Polyphemus, who is POSEIDON'S SON. which, talk about unlucky. then he runs into Aeolus, which also wasn't actually a problem until the crew fucked around and found out with the wind bag, then he runs into Actual Poseidon, gets most of his crew obliterated and then yeeted to CIRCE'S island after that, because of course he does. Only after he found out his leftover crew ran into Circe of all people and was about to go confront her, does he run into Hermes who genuinely has no reason to be here and doing all this besides maybe helping his great grandson and also for entertainment purposes. Then he runs into Circe and it turns out she's pretty chill actually when she realized that he really just wants to go home and not stick around to do anything bad. Anyway, they don't run into any gods for like a saga and a half, which is a new record really, but shit still goes wrong because Of Course It Does and THEN Eurylochus tries to kill one of Helios' cows and then fucking ZEUS comes in to chime in and give Ody the illusion of choice (where he'll suffer no matter what he chooses). Zeus is literally just taking the piss out of this whole thing, and when Odysseus makes his choice, he STILL gets fucked over by being sent to CALYPSO'S island and being stuck there for SEVEN YEARS. Like, at that point it's just Zeus being petty. I'm more surprised that we don't have more scenes of Odysseus breaking down in tears during the entire musical. He's just being used like a ragdoll and thrown around.

Like. Odysseus' story is only a tragedy for everyone involved. It's actually a comedy of error for all the gods who are watching.

[delusionalmultifandomwriter]

HiHiHi

So do can u do a Luke Castellan x Child of Persephone (or SMT Idrc)reader and She HAS THE BIGGEST DELULU EVER

Like Imagine Luke faked breaking up with her and she’s like “no no 🥰 I want my kids have that big brown eyes My dear” Or Smt in the lines of that and Luke laughs his but off and ITS JUST HER DELULU OVER COMING HER

Thank you so much for your request! <3

Luke Castellan x fem!persephone!reader fluff

Requested?: Yes!!

I hope you are all well, i love you all!! Have a nice day and enjoy!

Reader cursing at Luke is her love language

Masterlist

Luke was always struggeling to keep up relationships with people. He had Chris as the ever lasting person in his life since they first met at Camp Halfblood when they were 14 years old. After that, everyone was coming and going but noone really stayed for long.

You only joined his life later. Having spent most of your life in the Underworld with your mother, social normes and interactions with living people were a riddle to you.

Long story short, you were... a challenge for most people. Not that they didnt like you. The younger kids loved you and even Dionysus gave you a smirk whenever you left behind a slightly distressed demigod that tried to challenge you.

Maybe you weren't from this realm but that certainly did not mean that you didn't like it at the camp. You were craving the space that the Underworld couldn't offer you. It was only a matter of time that someone would fall for you.

By chance, that was a certain son of Hermes. Luke fell for you just as bad as you fell for him. You knew he was complicated. He was reaching for the stars but got disappointed over and over again since he was a baby.

Luke was in a bad headspace today. He didnt really know when the idea crept up to him. Maybe it was because the gods let him down for one too many times. He had been questioning your love for him for the last few days while he rotted away in bed, trying not to neglect too many of his tasks.

He needed proof of your love. Proof that you would not leave him behind like everyone else did. He contemplated talking to you but proud as he was, he quickly discarded that idea and stirred up a plan instead.

A fake breakup.

It would give him the opportunity to see your raw reaction. And he could find out if you were serious about him. Or even glad to get rid off him? Luke didn't want to think about that. He loved you after all.

"You entered the Hermes Cabin after sword practice this afternoon. You were a little sweaty and your clothes had dust stains on it from the sand in the arena. Luke was laying on his bed, his arm covering his eyes. You thought that maybe he was sleeping so you tiptoed over to your bed and started taking off your boots.

Luke shuffled on his bed and groaned as he sat up. He smiled tiredly as he looked up to find you watching him. "Hey." He mumbled but his expression dropped soon. You looked at him confused.

"What's up, darling?" You asked while you put your boots to the side. Luke got up and approached you. "I thought about something all day... can we talk?" He asked. You nodded. "Of course. What's bothering you?"

Luke looked around. Besides the two of you, everyone was out of the cabin running around somewhere else. The situation was perfect... He sighed. "I... there is something." He said hesitating, fiddling with his hands. This was not normal. You frowned. Your Luke was never this nervous about talking to you.

"Im breaking up with you." He whispered in a low tone, barely able to get the words over his lips. He could see your world shatter into pieces. Your expression dropped and a couple of dead moths fell from the ceiling, making Luke cringe away a little.

Finally, you broke out of your freezed and shocked state.

"What?! No, no, no, no." You said, tears dwelling up in your eyes. Luke tried to pull his gaze away from you and turned around to the cabin door. There formed a single tear in his eyes too. He hated seeing you cry.

You grabbed his wrist and pulled him back to face you. "Why would you break up with me?" You sobbed. Luke looked at you irritated, trying to keep his sadness down. "You deserve someone better than me." He grumbled under his breath. You pushed him against the wall by his shoulders angrily.

"I wanted our kids to have your eyes." You yelled at Luke, tears streaming down your face. "What?" Luke asked, suddenly taken aback. You violently tried to whip the tears from your face, smearing some dust onto your cheeks.

"Our kids need to have your eyes!" You sobbed and suddenly Luke wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him. You tried to push him away but he kept you in his embrace. After a few seconds, you stop trying to free yourself and let your head fall against his chest.

At first you thought Luke was crying too, from the way his shoulders were moving up and down in a quick, steady rhythm but soon you noticed that the bastard was actually laughing.

"I hate you." You mumbled between a few sniffs. "I know." Luke whispered, there was a light chuckled in his voice that he failed to swallow down. "Thats okay. Its what i deserve."

"Luke Castellan, i hate you so, so much. We will meet in Tartarus if you dont quit the bullshit right now." You weakly slapped his chest. "But i love you. Please, this was not real?" Your sobs died down as you leaned against his chest.

Luke swallowed heavily and finally, after a long moment, shook his head. You exhaled and sobbed again, this time because of the relief rushing through your body.

You leaned up to wrap your arms around him too, holding him close. You buried your hand in his hair and made him look at you. "You were kidding, right?" Luke nodded hesitantly, worried you would make some more dead animals fall from the sky.

You wanted to slap Luke. But that is not what you do to your boyfriend, at least not right now. Instead you rested your head on his shoulder and rubbed your tears dry on his tshirt.

"Hey." Luke complained, trying to push you off but you pressed him against the wall and continued to use him as your personal tissue paper. "That's your punishment, you idiot." Luke carassed your hair and let you go on with you drying your tears.

"Why did you do this?" You asked. Luke looked away, ashamed that he actually thought this was a good idea. You put a hand on his cheek and made him look at you. "This is not what i think about it is, is it?" You asked with a shocke expression.

Luke nodded slowly, lowering his gaze. You sighed and leaned against his forehead. "I really love you, otherwise i wouldn't keep you as my boyfriend. Luke nodded slowly, accepting.

"Luke?" "Mhh?" He hummed. "Will you be my boyfriend again?" You asked. A slight smile crept up on your face but you tried to hide it to not let Luke win just right away. Luke chuckled, his mood becoming a little better again. "If you truly want that." You groaned and bumped your head on his shoulder a few times.

"Just say yes, you morron." "Yes." He whispered. You pet his hair a little. "Good boy." You grinned at Luke, who now rolled his eyes. "But i am not having children with you until we both got a job." He argued but it ended up in a laugh. He was laughing at the absurdity of this situation.

Now it was you rolling your eyes. "Fine. Reasonable." You grumbled and pouted at him a little. Luke smiled and wrapped his arms around you extra tight. "Did you mean it? My eyes, really?" He asked. You huffed.

"I was never before this serious in my life." You stated firmly. Luke leaned forward to kiss the tip of your nose. You scrunched your nose sweetly and peppered his face with small kisses.

"So... if i mess up you will throw dead animals at me?" Luke asked mockingly, as you pulled back. You grumbled and slapped Luke's chest again.

"If you dont cut the bullshit, i will stuff a dead rat into your pillow case."

[mehwmidklpe]

JUST A PRANK

Connor Stoll x Aphrodite!Reader

It started with a little 'welcome to camp' prank, many years ago when you first got here.

It ended up worse.

You and Connor had shared a cabin for many years since you had been unclaimed for a long time. Between the pranks, the teasing and you scolding him for his pranks, you actually were pretty close.

Like when you'd wonder who your mother was he'd be like 'definitly not Aphrodite, maybe Athena cause you're hella smart and I wouldn't be suprised if you were a forbidden daughter of Artemis cause you're a freaking badass'

He was wrong.

Everyone was wrong.

You were indeed Aphrodite's daughter.

And ever since you left cabin 11, the pranks had been on a roll.

You'd wake up by the screams of yoru siblings, crying over their hair, you'd walk out of your cabin only to be covered in whipped cream and pink feathers, you'd be training in the arena, only open the box that normally had your weapons in it, but isntead being bombed with a glitter bomb, no weapons to be found.

You were sick of it.

Plus, you felt bad for your siblings for having to deal with this too.

In the past years you've grown closer to Silena, whenever she got pranked, you'd feel like it was your fault.

Anyways, you sat down at the dinning pavilion with Silena, but you were greeted by serious looks on the face of your siblings. "Good morning to you too?" You frowned. "Y/n.." Valentina started slowly. "Yes..?"

"This needs to stop. Connor's pranks. This is getting way out of hand." She continued before your other sister, Lacy spoke up. "And we're not saying this for ourselves, but for you. That boy just doesn't leave you alone." Then Silena nodded in agreement. "That is true. We care about you Y/n.."

A scoff could be heard from the hand of the table. "Speak for yourselves. His pranks are getting on my nerves. I even have a dimple from the stress. A dimple!" Of course it was Drew.

You rolled your eyes at her. "I'll talk to him." You assured your siblings before you went to take a bite of your food. Only when your fork touched it, your food exploded.

You let out a groan before looking over at the Hermes table, your eyes finding him.

Connor Stoll.

His eyes were already on you, but he quickly looked away.

Travis noticed. "Way to go, Con" He spoke at which Connor frowned. "What do you mean?" The boy asked. "Y/n. I thought you wanted to 'win her heart', right?" Travis asked.

"That's what I'm trying to do! But it won't seem to work!" The son of Hermes exclaimed. Travis rolled his eyes. "No shit. You keep pranking her. You're supposed to be the smarter one out of us, Con. Pranking Y/n 24/7 won't make her fall for you."

"Chris said it was."

Silence.

Travis patted Connor on his back, slowly shaking his own head.

"Chris was messing with you."

Oh dam you, Chris Rodriguez.

So later, Connor started thinking.

Maybe he should stop pranking you 24/7.

Maybe he should take you out on a nice date.

Maybe then you'd feel the same way he felt for you.

Oh. Never mind. You were way too busy with Leo Valdez.

Connor watched as you laughed with him. What did Leo have that he didn't? I mean Leo was funny, so was Connor! Leo was mischievous, so was Connor!

Your gaze went past Leo and landed on Connor. Why was he looking at you like that?

So when Leo left, you approached Connor. "What's your problem?" "My problem? I don't have a problem, just enjoying this fine evening at Camp." The Stoll tried to play it cool. You weren't buying it. "Connor, I'm being for real, your pranks need to stop." "Too bad I don't wanna stop." He shrugged.

You scoffed at that. "You're not funny Connor. Your pranks are stupid, they're getting sloppy and old. You always do the same pranks, it's getting boring. Also, they're pretty pretictable. So you migth as well just stop, cause no one actually thinks you're funny anymore."

The blue eyed boy clenched his jaw. "Oh? You actually noticed that stuff? And here I thought you were too busy kissing the ground Leo walks on." "I do not do that." You spat back, but he just smirked.

"Seems like it. You're just like every, other, Aphrodite child. The only thing you do is chase after boys." "Connor–" "Am I wrong though?" He interrupted.

You just stood there, silently, mentallky slapping yourself for not saying anything back. You didn't want to be silenced by a boy, yet you were.

So you walked away.

That's when Connor decided that maybe taking you on a date wasn't the best idea.

You wanted a better prank?

You'll get a better prank.

So the next day you woke up (later then your other siblings who were probably outide already), got out of bed and lookd at yourself in the mirror.

During the years of being claimed by Aphrodite, you figured you'd have her on your good side if you looked pretty, even without make up or crop tops and skirts, you made sure you looked good enough for your mother's liking.

Only when you turned to the mirror, there was a note on it.

'Look in the mirror and see how pink you are!' '–your favorite prankster, Connor Stoll! XO'

Only then you realized what he meant with 'how pink you are'.

Your hair was pink.

Messy and pink

Not the pretty kind of pink. Like for real ugly pink.

It was ugly. Ugly. You couldn't be ugly. You're mom would hate you, you needed to be perfect, you couldn't– "Y/n?"

It was Silena.

She had walked in and seen you with your terrible hair.

"I–Connor–My hair–he–I–" You couldn't even speak, but your sister was by your side immediately. "I'm so sorry sweetie, it's okay." She sooted you, her voice kind and gentle.

You shook your head. "But what about mo–" "She won't find out if I fix your hair for you. I think I migth know how, just stay here, okay? I'll be back soon and then your hair will be pretty again."

Meanwhile Connor walked around camp with a grin on his face. He was just about to look at how you were doing with his new creation.

When he reached cabin 10, the door was already the slightest bit open. Wide enough for him to see you, sitting there, back faced towards the door as you sat infront of one of the mirrors. He could see your face in the reflection of it.

Only he didn't expect to see you crying.

He was shocked, you never cried, now here you were, a hand running over your face, desperatly trying to wiper your tears away, but they just kept coming.

Connor had gone too far, he realized that now.

He wanted to walk in and soothe you, tell you how beautiful you are and that he was so, so, so incredibly sorry, but he didn't dare to.

So instead he walked away before someone would catch him there.

Just when Connor left, Silena came back with some products, ready to get started on your hair.

By the end of it, your hair was it's natural color again, but the first two strands of your hair were a soft pink. Silena had also put a pink ribbon on your hair, tied as a bow, and had dressed you in a cute pink dress.

"Oh. my. gods. You look so cute!" She squeeled at which you frowned. "I do? I don't think I lik–" You questioned and she nodded. "Yes, the look is so coquette! Our siblings will be so jealous!"

Only you didn't care about that. You didn't care if you looked cute or not, you didn't feel like it.

And that's how you ended up, sitting on a rock infront of the river. You had been there for a long time, hours maybe. No one would find you here, it was too far into the forest.

Well you were wrong, cause you heard silent footsteps coming your way.

"You uhm... you weren't at dinner.."

You didn't need to look up to know that it was Connor.

"Clarisse wanted to spar with you, but she couldn't find you and there was no one to lead the archery lesson so Percy decided to take over, but uhm..that didn't end well..." He continued, looking down, akwardly kicking a small rock.

"You ruined my hair." You state, going straight to the point, not even lookign at him. "I-I'm so, so sorry. I really am. It looks good now though.."

"That's not the point, Connor! You keep pulling these stupid pranks on me! You never leave me alone! Did I do something to you which made you decide I should be pranked every single week??" "No–" "Then why'd you do it?" You ask him, but he stayed quiet.

Tears were starting to run down your cheeks. "You ruined my hair, Connor. My mother loved my hair. But I can't pull of pink hair, it just doesn't suit me. My y/h/c hair did! It looked terrible, it was ugly, not good enough. I need to be perfect or else my mother won't ever love me–"

"But you're always perfect, Y/n.." Connor tells you, making you stop rambling.

Then he continued. "You're beautiful. All the time. You're beautiful when you smile, you're beautiful when you curse me out for my pranks, you're beautiful with pink hair, you're beautiful when you cry, you're beautiful when you look all coquette like this, you're beautiful when you wear an oversized hoodie and baggy pants just as you like it... I could go on, but you're gonna have to be sitting here for a long time if I do."

You listened to every single word he said, letting yourself believe it for a second. "You think so..?" You ask him, a hint of hope in your tone. "I know so." The curly haired boy states. "I don't like the way I look now though.. Silena says it's great, but I don't really feel great..But I guess it's better then the full on pink hair." You admit to the boy.

"I'm sorry about that again.." He repeated, obviously feeling very guilty about it. You just silently nodded, still not looking up at him.

Silence fell between the two of you, the only sound you could hear was the slight breese, the ruffling of leaves and the flow of the river.

"I've been in love with you ever since you single handedly took out that hellhound."

Connor suddenly admitted, he didn't sound rushed, his voice was soft.

You froze, you're heart skipping a few beats as you heard what he just said.

"And I'm sorry that I kept pranking you all this time.. I just–don't know–just your attention I guess. I thought maybe you'd start feeling the same way about me.. Now that I say it out loud, it sounds really stupid." The younger Stoll continued.

When you didn't say anything, he figured that was probably worse then a rejection. But what did he expect? You were way out of his league.

"I should go now–" "You remember when you set a bunch of spiders loose in Annabeth's cabin because she spoiled the end of my favourite book for me?" You ask him, stopping him before he could leave.

Connor nodded slowly, recalling that exact moment vividly. "Yeah.. Of course I do."

"I fell fast for you after that." You admit to him.

Y/e/c eyes met blue ones. Two soft smiles were placed on your faces.

Connor slowly took a few steps and sat down infront of you. He then took of his Camp-Halfblood hoodie, leaving him in his Camp-Halfblood shirt. The boy carefully put the hoodie on you.

"Better?" He asked you, earning a small smile from you. "Much." You nodded. "Now this is what I call cute." Connor then said, scanning the way you look in his hoodie. You had to giggle slightly and Connor loved the sound of it.

When the playfull mood died down, Connor took your hand in his, placing your intertwined hands in his lap. "I promise you, I'll never prank you again." You smiled at him. "So I'm like.. what? You're only exeption?" "Yes. You're officialy prank-free." He states. "Thank you Con." "Anything for you.."

Connor brushed a pink strand of hair behind your ear and then placed a soft, lingering kiss on your cheekbone.

The son of Hermes and the daughter of Aphrodite.

Who would've thought?

But you were together.

That's all that mattered.

[telvess]

Record of Ragnarok: What kind of pet do they have?

I'm like Tesla 🤣

Jack

I once read that people who are broken or haven’t experienced much love as children tent to choose animals that are less popular and sometimes seen as bad omens, such as black cats or ravens. So I see that Jack has a rat as a pet. They are intelligent and very clean animals, with an unfairly given bad reputation, and I think that suits Jack very well.

Nicola Tesla

Hear me out, Tesla is the proud owner of a turtle. There's a joke going around turtle owners that every time the turtle does something - such as yawns or falls asleep - you take a photo or video of it and happily show it to everyone. This is Tesla. The entire science crew has a mailbox full of this kind of spam, and their all sigh whenever Tesla sends them a new video of his pet doing absolutely nothing.

Poseidon

I think he likes animals in general. He despises humans and most gods for not behaving as they should, but animals are themselves. They do what is expected of them, they are excellent at being themselves, if that makes sense. So Poseidon probably has a dog that he has trained very well. The dog listens to all commends and generally behaves very well.

Hades

It’s canon that Hades has a pet - cockatoo. These animals require a lot of attention from their owner, which makes sense because we all know how lonely Hades is. He is literally playing chess with it! The parrot probably knows some fancy words like „magnificent” or „mellifluous”, and a whole bunch of wine names that it randomly says. Adamas, by the way, puts some effort into educating the bird too and incidently teaches it how to swear.

Beelzebub

Given how little he cares and how little he CAN care, the only option he has is fish. He gives it a good tank, he remembers to feed it and that’s it. They just exist. Damn… how depressing…

Loki

Two options. First: SAND ANT FARM. He watches it from time to time, mocking the ants for poor direction choices or just messing up with them for funnies. Second option is ferret. Loki finds them both annoying and interesting. There’s no boredom with them.

Ares

Ares thinks highly about himself, after all he is a part of the most powerful pantheon and the son of Zeus. He believes that he deserves only the best, which mean that whatever animal he gets, it will be a pure breed. If he chooses a cat or dog, it will receives a golden pillow to sleep on, a silver food bowl, the fanciest toys, the best caretakers, and… „the best owner”.

Thor

Thor has a cat. Most of the time they simply exist in their spaces and don’t interact. But every now and then a cat comes to Thor and demands a scratch, which Thor gives without hesitation. Loki once overheard Thor talking to his pet in those rare moments. Surprisingly, he speaks in a very gentle and caring tone, almost like mother to her child.

Hajun

He probably has a tank full of dead fish. Never cleaned, never fed, never bothered.

Lu Bu

Lu Bu has a pussy. He had no intention of having a pet, so the cat had to choose him, and Lu Bu obligated. He gives it lots of scratches and plays with it. Lu Bu is unfazed by the claws. Hearing her meow when he isn’t close puts him in a fighting stance. Nobody hurts his cat girl.

Hermes

Budgies! The guy has a lot of responsibilities, he's probably the last to fall asleep and the first to wake up, but he still finds time for his melodious pets. They always get the best snacks and for some unknown reason they become very excited when Zeus is around.

Göll

She has hamster, as small and cute as she is. Göll tries very hard to provide it a happy life, which probably means she’s trying too hard. She asks all his sisters for advice, and knowing how many siblings she has, she probably ends up with very conflicting opinions.

Zerofuku

Definitely rabbit. They are both full of energy, do not pose a threat and just enjoy themselves on a clearing somewhere.

Buddha

He doesn't have a pet, but he occasionally looks after Zerofuku’s and Göll's pets. He complains that he doesn't have time and that he doesn't care, but in the end he has a great time with the rabbit and hamster.

Noah

I think he ends up with a pigeon. He just feeds it from time to time in the same place and slowly tames it. Before he knows it, the bird becomes a new part of his life. He tells it about his problems, about Luna, Jack, Mother Goose and Shakespeare. This pigeon has therapeutic properties.

Qin

Definitely a husky. I see just two idiots keep talking to each other and arguing over nothing. The more the emperor demands something, the louder the husky's tantrum will be.

[randomdelusionaldee]

Kiss a Brother

*Warning: Mentioning about kissing siblings, uncensored swearing

+This fic is not rated Mature! It’s just a crackfic lol😂

“Hey Ares,” Hermes began. 

It was an idle sibling bonding day between Zeus’ kids, and they were all doing their own stuff in the living room while their parents were outside.

“Imagine aliens invaded Earth-“

“Aliens don’t exist.” Athena deadpanned.

“Imagine,” Hermes emphasized. “That aliens invaded Earth. And I asked Ares, not you, sis.”

“So we’re all gonna die?” Dionysus, who was quietly listening, asked with a glisten of a smile.

“Yeah, if this guy doesn’t do what he should.” Hermes pointed to the redhead he was talking to.

Ares scowled behind his sunglasses. “Why in the tartarus do I have to save the world on behalf of everyone else?”

“Because I want you to.” Hermes giggled. “And I will make you.”

“You do not have the right to.” Ares snapped. He was being bothered by his little brother while texting Aphrodite.

“Would you just listen to your brother, and stop yapping?” Hephaestus, who was also listening while staring into the small device he was tacking with, glared at Ares.

“What- why am I always the one to get scolded?!” with a framed look, Ares slammed his phone down onto the cushion next to him. 

“In one ear, and out the other.” Artemis deadpanned, watching her pathetic male siblings bicker.

“If it isn’t one thing, it’s another.” Apollo chimed in with a beauty smile.

“Outta the frying pan, into burning tartarus hellfire.” Eileithyia groaned. She was very reluctant to listen to her older brothers get into an argument again.

Ares, who was (unusually)patiently listening to all the arrows of blame towards him, abruptly got off his seat to swiftly grab Hermes’ head. “Well, you don’t have to bite my head off!!!”

“Stop! Stop. Outta the room this instant if you’ll keep fighting like that.” Athena quickly calmed the fight down, clapping loudly to get the boys’ attention.

Ares huffed. He really wasn’t in the mood for this. “Fine.” he let go of Hermes and violently sat back down.

“Alright, so may I continue?” Ares seemed unwilling, but Hermes continued anyway, as he knew how his brother always was.

“To save the world from the aliens, you have two choices: either kiss Apollo or Dionysus.”

“WHAT?!” Ares almost stumbled from his seat on the sofa. “Are you crazy?! I’d just die like a mortal rather than even touch their lips.”

“But you have no other choice. We all die if you don’t do that. Even Athena.” Hermes persuaded.

Ares smirked, crossing his arms. “Yeah, that’s actually what I always wanted to see, so no, I won’t kiss either of them.”

Athena just rolled her eyes.

“Aphrodite dies.” Hermes tried again.

This time Ares began to seriously deliberate. A shadow grew on his upper face as he stared into nowhere and zoned out.

Dionysus went dying of laughter at the scenery. “He’s… he’s deliberating… you actually did it Hermes…! H-hah…!”

“…Like, everything is back to normal after the kiss?” Ares asked, still with a serious look. 

“The aliens are like, “Eek! Familial love!”, and they just… disappear and all? Like… like those animated movies for 5-year olds?”

“Yep!” Hermes confirmed with a confident grin.

A deep sigh came from the delinquent as he continued to deliberate while his siblings went dying of laughter one by one.

“Okay, this is getting disgusting.” Hephaestus was pretending he didn’t have any interest, but he was desperately trying to hide a smile.

“Really, Ares? Really?” Apollo buried his face in his hands with a series of muffled giggles.

“Yeah, I know I’m not one of the choices, but if he were to choose me, I’d just ditch him and let the world perish.” Athena said with an amused grin behind her phone.

“Good thinking, sister.” Artemis replied.

Ares sighed again.

“How deep should the kiss be?” even Hephaestus lost it at Ares’s next question. 

“Like when you kiss your… *snort* your lover. Aphrodite.” Hermes was trying to say the sentence properly between his own laughter.

“You know, tongues collide, salivas mix, and…”

“Ugh!” Artemis pretended to gag.

“That’s… pretty intense.” Hebe, the youngest of the nine, quietly added. Even she, too, was smiling wide. “What’s your choice, Ares? I’m really curious.”

“Hey, you know what?” Dionysus suddenly asked after his laughter almost died.

“Why not all three of us kiss altogether?!”

Everyone lost it again.

Ares stared at Dionysus with that ‘are you being serious bitch’ look. “What.”

“And- and like- it’s gonna be broadcasted all over Earth.” Eileithyia added a small detail. “Everyone’s gonna cheer for your brotherly love and courage to save the world.”

“In LIVE!” laughter roared all over the living room again as soon as Hermes exclaimed that out loud. Even Artemis and Hephaestus, the most stoic ones, were now laughing like mad, grabbing their pained stomachs.

“Okay, let’s add this- if you choose only one between Apollo and Dionysus, you have to kiss them for 30 seconds. If you choose both, only 20 seconds. How’s that?” Hermes suggested.

“It should be 15 seconds, you ass! Were you THAT bad at math?!” Ares protested. “A live broadcasted 20 seconds kiss with those bitches? I’d rather live in tartarus for the rest of my life!!”

“You stand in the shape of a triangle…” Athena snorted as she stifled another laugh. “Like, like a pyramid…”

“Pyramid kiss- that’s- yeah, that’s fucking scientific.” Hephaestus choked out. “I like that.”

“Okay so…” finally Ares was beginning to giggle as well. “I have to… choose between Apollo, Dionysus, or both… 30 or 20 seconds… live broadcasted all over Earth… damn fuck, WHY AM I PONDERING THIS?!!”

“Cuz you gotta save Earth! You’ll be a hero!” Hermes said cheerily.

“Yeah, and dad’s gonna approve you.” Dionysus chimed in. “And appreciate you.”

“Fine! A three-way kiss it is!” Ares eventually made a decision, laughter once more filling the living room, no, the entire house.

“Alright! Congratulations! You will now be kissing them for real.”

“Wait, what?! You didn’t say that!”

“Come on, brother! Let the saliva flow.”

“SHIT- Dionysus, get off of me this instant, or you’ll be in the underworld the next moment you open your eyes! You little piece of…!”

“Ahahahaha!!!”

Ah, what a good day for sibling bonding through some bullshit.

+og cut of the picture!

This is actually a parody of a video I saw lol I thought it would be hilarious to have them talk about kissing your sibling to save the world…

original video link(*caution: the video is fully Korean)

[skulkiee]

Hades was well aware that there was a mortal in his realm. A bunch of mortals to be more specific. Alive ones.

So they weren't supposed to be there, but his favorite of Zeus' many kids had come too, and asked him- more politely than usual- to let this 'Odysseus' pass through.

Hermes' request had involved a lot of 'pleeeeeeeaaaaaase's and promises to help Hades with his work more than just bringing him souls.

Persephone had persuaded him eventually, "We never have any excitement down here, Hades," she had said, "It gets ever so dull sometimes."

"I promise!" Hermes had said before Hades could reply to his wife, "That my dear great grandson is very entertaining! He yelled at 'Thena!"

Hades sighs, "Well if he is your kin, Hermes, i am sure he is entertaining. And it can't get much better than yelling at Zeus' brat."

"'Thena's not a brat." Hermes had muttered, and then, "So you won't kill Ody?"

"I won't."

"Good! Because Circe has already sent him off, he will be here in about... Now!" Hermes grins and jumps off of Hades' shoulder and out the window, his pale wings shining in the darkness of the underworld.

"Oh well if your girlfriend has sent him then i guess-" Persephone yells out the window, only to be cut off by Hermes' cry of, "She's not my girlfriend! That's Apollo!"

"Apollo's his girlfriend?" Persephone asked, turning back to Hades with a bemused expression on her face.

Hades just sighed again, "Let's go see who his 'dear great grandson' is, keep him out of trouble."

So yes. He did give permission for Odysseus and his crew to enter his realm. He regretted it as soon as Odysseus started yelling about an infant, and Hades deals with each infant that enters his realm personally, and it is always difficult and takes up too much time and he only does it because he likes seeing parents' faces when they are reunited with their child-

But it hurts. Children and babies and infants should not be in his realm as much as he adores their little faces and bubbly laughter. And that is one point against Odysseus.

The second point comes when Odysseus stops. Right after telling his men it doesn't matter who they see, full speed ahead. And he goes directly against his own orders as soon as he sees a shade.

Hades does not know the shade's name, just that they were kind and the Fates were all too cruel to them. Hades asked them to watch over little Astanyax for the long centuries they had to wait until they could cross the river and find the baby's parents. Two points against Odysseus.

And then Odysseus yells at the prophet- another shade that the Fates were much too cruel towards- and clearly does not understand a single thing Tiresias says. Three points against Odysseus.

All in all, Hermes' mortal is quite boring. Persephone seems to agree, though she does care quite a bit more about Odysseus' mother. Which makes sense since Hades was eaten by his parent and her's tried to protect her from the world. Different experiences, you see.

Hermes, on the other hand, seems quite worried. Hades can tell from the way his talons tighten around his shoulder where his nephew is perched like the big bird he is, and the way his bone-white wings twitch every now and then, which is also annoying.

Hades would much rather leave and go back to his study and his books and paper and drawings. Much more interesting than some mortal.

But then said mortal starts singing. Loudly. About himself. Which seems to be a running theme with Odysseus, but whatever. That's just what those mortal kings are like. Zeus does it too where he makes it out that he is much more important than everyone (except Hera).

Hades rolls his eyes and goes to walk away. Like really, Odysseus. The poor man sounds so self centered! 'what if I'm the monster?' 'what if I'm the problem?' 'what if I'm the one who killed you?' Hades thinks it's unnecessary.

He actually groans when Odysseus starts talking about cyclopes and witches and gods- what did he expect to happen when he stabbed Posidon's- literally one of the most protective gods- kid in the eye?

Hermes jumps off his shoulder and flaps over to Persephone at one point, probably to continue watching this mortal he seems to actually feel responsibility for- Hades didn't know Hermes could feel responsibility.

And so Hades speed-walks back to his palace, but the underworld is- not quiet, it's not quiet, not with so many souls, but when you've lived here since the start of an era, everything becomes background noise and any sound that isn't a soul or one of the divinities that work here is incredibly loud. And Odysseus is shouting.

He is very tempted to call on Styx to ask her to make her river flow faster. Hades knows that after this he is going to pay a visit to Circe so they can share a few words about sending annoying mortals into his bubble of peace and quiet willy nilly.

Oh and Hermes. He will be talking to Hermes. First he sends that Orpheus down here to get his wife back, and then he sends Odysseus down who can't stop talking about his wife. And they both sing. And they were both sent down here while Hades was trying to enjoy the short six months with his own wife. Honestly. He could sing a song about Persephone if Hermes really wanted that! Hermes could sing a song about Apollo if he really wanted that!

Hades rolls his eyes at the mental image of his favorite nephew attempting to sing a song to the god of songs, and slams his study door behind him. The study has thick walls and bookshelves so Odysseus' singing is muffled. But still there.

Hades might just send him to Posidon at this rate. It had a small chance of making his younger brother actually like him for once, and it got Odysseus out of his hair.

He might send Hermes to Posidon with a note saying all the things he has done against the sea god at this rate.

'I MUST GET TO SEEE PENELOPEEEEE AND TELEMAACHUSSSS-' comes wailing through Hades' walls.

And yeah. He can understand that, not getting to see your wife- the gods know Hades can barely last six months without his brilliant Persephone, and he's pretty sure that Odysseus was a part of the Trojan war and he is also pretty sure that that lasted a long time. Like maybe eight or nine years? Hades isn't sure, he played no part in it and only noticed it was happening because more shades than usual started turning up.

Anyways. He now has an even better idea than sending Odysseus and Hermes to Posidon. He shall send them to Ithaca.

And so Hades finds himself once again staring down the mortal and his crew, except this time he stands on a large rock jutting out of the Styx ahead of their boat.

"Then i'll become the monsterrrr..." Odysseus trails off slightly when he sees Hades perched over them, his huge black wings mantled behind him and his crown glittering in the dim light, "Ah. Lord Hades! We were just leaving-"

"Shut up." Hades mutters, "If i have to hear you say one more word-"

Odysseus is smart enough to look sorry.

Hades just sighs and waves a hand, "When you leave you will find yourself less than a day's sail away from home. Hermes here," he frowns at Hermes until the younger god gets the message (ha) and flies over to settle back on Hades' shoulder, "Will make sure that you get home and do not return to my home until the Fates say so."

I have nothing to say. A friend of mine asked me to write something about Hades and it turned into this and an excuse to figure out my designs for Hades and Persephone. And Hermes is just a bird you cant persuade me otherwise.

[rukia-writes]

Aries nation rise up 🗣️ 🔥

Plot: Ares finds out about astrology and when his sign can propose the big question. 💍

Warnings: none.

Ares x (GN) reader

“So. Everyone is celebrating me?”

Ares.God of war. Sixth of the twelve Olympian gods.

Currently, having tea with his beloved (Name) who seemed rather happy about their new interest.

Astrology.

“Well, yes. And no. See, humans believe that the stars can have divine relegations and divine psychic powers that can help them in their every day lives. This season, is all about Ares the ram-“

“They are comparing me to a goat?”

“No, no and no. The ram represents the golden wooled, winged ram Chrysomallos-“

Ares was a bit lost on this astrology business, nonetheless he listened while drinking his tea. Listening to his beloved go on and on about astrology.

Something to do with fire signs. Leo and Sagittarius. Then something to do with Aries being one of the four modality cardinal of the zodiac.

It was all abit confusing to Ares, but he wasn’t going to let his beloved know that.

“What’s your sign? Are the stars saying we aren’t compatible?”

Leaning over (Name)’s shoulder he looked at the book his beloved was reading, in hopes the stars were happy their union. Taking the book, so Ares could get a closer look he saw all the compatible with.

But something else caught his eye.

“(Name), look at this. It says we should get married late-March to mid-April. A Tuesday or a Thursday.”

“Let me see that-“

Gently taking back her book (Name) saw what Ares was talking about as the book listed the months and days when each sign should marry.

Aries was, as Ares pointed out, late-March to mid-April.

“Spring weather huh? Okay, I can get that.”

“I would have preferred June, but getting married in the spring would be nice.”

“Yeah, it would.”

The two looked at each other with a loving expression with a bashful smile, the two being in their own world.

Love birds for sure.

“Theme colors of the wedding — red, orange, brown, and copper hues are recommended-These colors are so last year. You need white and gold for sure.”

Apollo had made his way into Ares home without him knowing, scaring both (Name) and Ares. Holding the book up Apollo mentioned how he would love to be the decorator, Ares objected but (Name) happily agreed.

“So, late March we should have the wedding. Everyone isn’t busy that time.”

“Hey.”

“You don’t think mid April would work, Apollo?”

“Hey.”

“No way, the sooner the better (Name).”

Apollo and (Name) were completely in their own little world, picking out colors for the wedding to how big the wedding cake should be, a small or big wedding as Ares tried to get a word in.

“Hey! Hey! I haven’t proposed yet!”

The two, Apollo and (Name), went quiet.

Until another voice chimed in.

“Well, go ahead and propose.”

Hermes came from seemingly out of nowhere with a smile, this time Apollo, Ares and (Name) were the ones surprised. Taking the book Hermes quickly read the book and nodded his head.

“Gemini wedding would be most fitting for late June and early July…I agree with these dates for my wedding. So, have your wedding before then.”

“You’re getting married?!”

Apollo, Ares, and (Name) spoke in unison.

“No, I’m simply saying I don’t want two wedding back to back. It would be too much.”

“Oh, that makes sense.”

The three spoke again in unison as well as nodding their heads in unison.

“So, go ahead and propose. Ares.”

“What?! So soon?! I will propose. Just not now!”

Ares face was hot and red, as he waved his arms side to side obviously flustered at being put on the spot about such a big decision. (Name) could tell and found Ares being flustered adorable of course. Holding Ares kindly large hands (Name) smiled at the tall, muscular, handsome, and flustered god.

“Propose to me when you are ready. But don’t keep me waiting forever.”

Apollo made a “aw” sound as he smiled at (Name) comforting words as Hermes watched how the scene would unfold. Ares cleared his throat and simple responded with four words.

“I won’t, my love.”

🎀Rukia-Writes🎀

[bagerfluff]

Anger At First Sight

Nico di Angelo x Son of Eros Reader

Prompt - First Meet

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

AN - If you have any ideas for a story with this reader then ask and you shall receive

Nico glared at his sister as she pulled Nico to Gods nowhere.

She had grabbed him by the jacket and away from his tree, he was having a very nice time thinking about his life while watching everyone. But now that they were still walking, and Hazel refused to tell Nico what she was even planning, annoyed him.

Nico wanted nothing more than to leave. But Hazel kept dragging Nico. “What are we even doing Hazel?” Nico asked for what felt like the millionth time. The sun was slowly setting and everyone was gathering for dinner so Nico didn’t even know what was happening.

For all Nico knew nothing was happening. Nico never spent a lot of time at Camp Half-Blood but he knew nothing like Capture The Flag was happening.

So this confused Nico more.

No one else was with them, Hazel had only dragged Nico. She still hadn’t let him go, which was probably a good thing since Nico would probably shadow travel away. Hazel looked at Nico and just smiled at him. Nico rolled his eyes.

He had to stop asking.

Nico never really knew what was going on in Hazel’s mind anyway. Hazel finally stopped but Nico almost walked into her. “Sorry, why did you finally stop?” Nico asked and this time Hazel rolled her eyes. “I wanted you to meet someone”, Hazel pointed her finger in the direction she was looking in.

Nico had quickly realized that he was on the opposite side of the Hermes Cabin. In front of him Nico followed Hazel’s finger and Nico eyes widened at what he saw. He was what looked like the Stoll Brothers talking to someone.

He had h/c hair that was messy and looked like it hadn’t been washed in days. He was wearing a white tank top that looked like it had big holes in the back. They were so big and close that there was almost no back to the shirt.

Nico was confused about that but what caught his attention more was the scars. Nico had seen his fair share of scars, he had some interesting ones himself, but he had never ones like this. They looked red, like they were agitated but they were pretty small.

Maybe six inches long and almost completely straight. Nico was confused how he got these scars. The boy was also wearing jeans that were ripped at the knee. That was all Nico could see as he only saw the boy from the side.

Nico realized that he looked good.

He seemed to be laughing at something and Nico could slightly hear it over the commotion of campers. It sounded light and airy, and Nico had the sudden urge to laugh too but Nico pushed it away. “Is that the new camper?”

Nico asked, looking over at Hazel, who looked like she was trying to not laugh. “Yes, and I think you like him”, Hazel smiled at Nico and Nico tried to ignore the slight increase in his heart beat. He had heard about you when he came to camp a few months ago.

He wasn’t claimed yet so you spent all your time in the Hermes Cabin. Nico had also heard that you were good at archery, which made people think he was a Son of Apollo.

But why did Hazel bring him here?

Hazel's comment popped into Nico’s head and Nico got rid of it. Nico hadn’t focused on romance in a while and Hazel was clearly trying to set him up with him. “I don’t need a boyfriend, Hazel. And I don’t like him”, Nico argued, “How could I like someone I don’t even know?”

Hazel smiled at Nico and placed her hands around her mouth “Hey Y/n!” Nico looked over at the boy, Y/n, that was his name. He looked away from the brothers and smiled when he saw Hazel. Nico looked at him, he had e/c eyes that seemed to shine in the sun and a smile that could blind a man.

Nico had to look away or he was afraid a blush would spread to his face. Nico didn’t like what he was feeling. It felt wrong, weird, not normal. “Hey Hazel. Who’s this?” Nico hadn’t even realized that he had come up to them

Nico looked over at him again.

He was now a few feet away from them looking at Nico. “This is my brother, Nico”, Hazel said, pointing at Nico. Nico had realized, against his will, that he looked better up close. Nico slightly shook his head, to get rid of the thoughts. Then he hoped that no one had noticed. If they did, they didn’t say anything.

He smiled again and held out his hand. “Nice to meet you Nico”, Nico pulled his hand out of his jacket and shook his. But after he shook Nico’s hand he turned his hand over and placed a kiss on Nico’s knuckles, not breaking eye contact with Nico.

Nico felt his cheeks heat up and he looked over to glare at Hazel to see that she had left. Nico made a mental note to talk to her about this later. He let go of his hand and leaned to the cabin that was next to him.

“So, do you know why Hazel wanted me to meet you, Pretty Boy”, Nico was shocked for a moment. Nico had been called lots of things. But ‘pretty boy’ was never one of them, and Nico didn’t know how to feel about it. He didn’t know how to feel about him.

“I don’t know but I have things to do”, Nico said and then he started to walk away. Nico heard him say “Nice talking to you too” but you didn’t follow him. Nico was glad for that. Nico didn’t like this. 

And for now, he didn’t like you.

[thesummerstorms]

I keep seeing anti-Chiron sentiment in fic and like... to an extent I get it, in that Chiron is the only real "authority" at Camp Half-Blood and since his immortality was granted by Zeus in exchange for training humans, he becomes inextricably linked to the Olympians in everyone's mind.

But. Like. Chiron is also one of the few immortals we see consistently interacting with demigods at all. He's definitely the only one we see caring about those who aren't his own descendants. Edit: other than Hestia.

New Rome, which doesn't have Chiron, doesn't have any immortal guidance at all. The actual Camp Half-Blood equivalent still doesn't have adults protecting them either; its the teenagers running and bleeding for Camp Jupiter while their adults (the teenagers who survived this) retire early.

I'm not counting Lupa as "guidance"; it's implied she will literally eat a demigod who "fails".

At best they have the Lares as a symbol of adult authority, maybe, but they don't really feel like they hold the same role. They're more a talking symbol of tradition and heritage than a group of wise mentors.

And none of the gods are stepping up to rally or teach or protect their own kids in either Camp. Dionysus is there on punishment and even if he's shown to mourn his son, he spends most of his time lamenting his own fate and trying to piss the campers off, not teaching them or trying to help them survive.

The best Zeus could come up with was turning Thalia into a tree when she was already dying. Hermes seems more sympathetic in that we have more explicit confirmation that he wanted to help but was bound by ancient laws. But Luke still ended up fighting for his life while living as a runaway, and teaching Annabeth in turn.

If Chiron decided he was done with his job and with immortality (or if he tried to stick it to Zeus about the child neglect and got zapped as a result) no one's going to step up to replace him except maybe the older teenagers who already went through Camp Half-Blood. And since the Greeks don't have the Romans' legacy system, it literally would be just children raising children.

(I don't think it would be fair to lay the difference in Greek vs Roman survival rates at Chiron's feet either, but that's a different post.)

Chiron is just one man horse centaur, but for some of the kids like Annabeth, he's literally the only adult in their corner. For others, he's the only reason that they aren't 100% responsible for raising their siblings. He's the only adult or immortal we see in the main series who actually accompanies his teenage charges into battle, and he ends up badly injured as a result.

And, like I just don't see him as some sycophant who will do what the Gods tell him to keep his immortality either. Because honestly, I think his immortality has to be awful.

He's been training children for millennium, since at least the age of heroes And he's outlived all of them. He's been burying the gods' neglected children for literally thousands of years.

The home where he trained Achilles has long passed from mortal memory, even as Achilles himself died terrible in a war sparked by the Gods. In another few thousand years, probably Camp Half-Blood will be gone as well. But Chiron will still be watching children weave burial shrouds. Even the ones who survive to adulthood will quickly be long gone from any memory but his.

At some point it would seem easier to either walk off and accept your own death rather than deal with that, or else to harden your heart completely, to give tutelage but not compassion. To count the demigods as already lost in the grand era of time, and your training as merely an unwelcome task to fill the quickly passing years. But we don't see Chiron do that. Despite everything, he still cares. Despite everything, he still tries to keep his children alive.

[rosyfingered-moon]

Sejak episode 16

So daebi said: just marry this crossdressing weirdo that you're sexually obsessed with and have an heir, it's fine idec at this point. And Yi In didn't immediately jump on that but was like, well mom if you want it then I'm NOT going to do it 😤

Since this is the final installment I want to officially thank Sang-hwa for his service to the crown! His loyalty and diligence is only rivaled by his commitment to the bit. One of my favorite scenes in this entire show is the Gay Rumor era where he sprints off with the swiftness of Hermes to fetch the king's boyfriend some candy

I must say I wish they would've talked more baduk when they play baduk. They always debate their real life issues and the game is just something they dabble with in the background, the way I embroider things while watching TV, but they could be meta-talking about baduk strategies in a way that convinces us that this really is their Mutual Obsession while simultaneously shedding light on their personalities. Is Mong-woo an aggressive and haphazard player? Is she more intuitive or more calculating? Has she memorized previous games or does she not have to, because she's operating on Pure Vibes? I still don't know what they're like as players, or if the king is ever close to winning, or if Mong-woo is getting kinda bored of playing against him because he never puts up a real fight. (And how does that then translate to their sexual relationship: she told her dad from the start that she'd only marry someone who could beat her.) In their first game they didn't speak a word because they were so absorbed, and they didn't even notice it had begun to rain -- I liked that much better, because if Mong-woo is the greatest baduk genius in the world then she would be more obsessive about it, almost to the detriment of their relationship, like Beth in The Queen's Gambit. She'd want to go to Qing for the challenge and thrill of playing the Emperor, not (only) for her country and king and father. Okay sorry rant over.

Sometimes I pounce on my partner like this when he's just about to leave for the supermarket and I say "kdrama back hug 🥺" and he's always very patient with this extremely annoying behavior

"I cannot send Mong-woo to the Qing alone. So I'll choose the violent criminal who tried to stab me and instead stabbed her. He'll keep her safe."

Sure this is satisfying but did we have to spend so much time on this when we've got like 45 minutes airtime left to show Mong-woo's life-changing trip to Qing? Let me see her play the Emperor and pretend to lose! Let me see her flirt with the imperial harem and gain friends and enemies in court!!! Also: how did her father react to her crossdressing (since she gave it up when Myung-ha threatened to tell daddy)?

Shin Se-kyung having to teach worthless noblemen on how to start a fire is a must for any sageuk. To me.

It’s actually very sweet that everyone's just treating her like the princess now. But what's going to happen with the real princess? Another thing that they could have wrapped up instead of...

THIS. So writernim introduced this guy as a new threat in the last ep and then resolved it with no tension or conflict. Another thing that we could maybe have just have skipped in favor of Mong-woo Wreaking Havoc in the Imperial City.

PLEASE I don't understand anything!!! So they'll stay together forever now. But Mong-woo doesn't want to be his concubine (she'd resent him). And Yi In has no apparent plans to abdicate (he'll be king until he dies). Is she going to stay on as gidaryeong, and if so, why didn't she return to her station right away but tried to sneak away?

It’s so funny that she just gave up and told him her name anyway lmaooo. She was like baby you'll never beat me let's not pretend ❤️

Despite my ranting I did love this drama very much!! A fantastic set up with a somewhat underwhelming execution is my sweet spot because it means I can write fic about it 🫶