i think i am the son of poseidon

anonymous asked:

hi i'm having a really bad day and your blog always makes me feel better, do you have any nice poseidon/hades friendship (ish) headcanons, or any god you're willing to do <3 you don't have to do this but thank you

I’m sorry to hear that! I hope tomorrow is better xx 

  • synchronized eye rolls when Zeus is going off on some “I am the King” tantrum 
  • comparing notes on having a wife who Takes No Shit 
  • both of them just marveling at the fact that they have sons who they admire which hasn’t happened in so long, and like they don’t really talk about it but both of them think of the other and wonder if they feel the same pride 
  • one winter solstice Zeus is running late and they entertain themselves by doing their best impressions of him and when thunder rumbles they’re both like “I will never understand why he was mother’s favorite” 

Bemused, Jason watched Nico high-five Annabeth and walk back to grass, where Will Solace stood, waiting. He laughed as Percy stared after him as if he’d just seen a ghost, before burying himself in his girlfriend’s arms. Annabeth patted him awkwardly on the back.

He had a feeling he knew what that had been about— so naturally, he excused himself to Chiron and walked over.

“Bro, wha-”

And then he was cut off by Percy’s muffled groan into Annabeth’s camp shirt. Jason frowned. What the hell? Had he read the situation wrong?

“Don’t mind him, Jason,” the daughter of Athena shot him a wide-eyes smile as she stared down at her boyfriend, “he just found out about Nico.”

“About…” he trailed off.

So he guessed right. But then why was Percy reacting like this— as if he just heard the news his dog died.

“Yea-”

Percy’s head suddenly shot up like a dolphin out of the sea. “Wait! YOU KNEW?!” 

Jason blinked, startled. “Yeah, I mean, Croatia. Some stupid encounter with Cupid.”

“Poseidon,” Percy re-buried his head in Annabeth’s shoulder like an ostrich, “I can’t believe it.” 

His girlfriend resumed the awkward patting.

The son of Zeus was suddenly very, very annoyed as his behavior. “Jeez, dude. It’s not that big of a thing.”

“It is Jason, IT IS!” Percy let out a muted wail.

Suddenly, Jason didn’t care if Percy was his friend. Nico was like his little brother (technically cousin), and he’d be damned by the Fates if he let anyone say that. Nico had had enough shit already.

He rounded on the person closest to Percy. “Annabeth, tell your boyfriend to stop being such a fucking asshole.” He never swore, but he needed to get his point across. What Percy was doing was a no-no

Annabeth laughed, “Jason, let him be. He’s just overreacting.”

“Overreacting or not, he’s being a fucking homophobe” he bit back.

The daughter of Athena’s eyes grew wide. “Jaso-”

But Jason steam-trained on, turning to his friend. “I swear, Percy, unless you cut this shit out now, Gods help me, I will kick your ass to Tartarus.”

“Jas-” 

“And this time, Annabeth won’t be there to save you.”

“Jaso-”

“How hard do you think it’s been for Nico, eh? Don’t you da-”

“JASON!’ she suddenly yelled, shaking Percy off her shoulder, but he clung back on and buried back his face, oblivious of the ongoing argument.

“WHAT, ANNABETH!”

Annabeth sighed so calmly about the situation his eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. “Athena’s sake, Grace. Percy doesn’t care less if Nico’s gay! His only problem i-”

And then Percy lifted his head for the second time and yelled something so loudly all the nearby campers turned around. “ THAT I’M NOT HIS TYPE! I AM THE SON OF POSEIDON. I’M ALWAYS SOMEONE’S TYPE!”

“…”

“There you have it, Grace.”

“…Oh.”



(i know this is a popular headcanon but i can’t help it)

(also bonus for protective!Jason)

lanvinlouis  asked:

Bi percy hc? (Like how he finally realizes it, who you think knew, etc) PLEASE IM SO DESPERATE

I FEEL YOUR PAIN. Here let me make it worse help

Um this might get really long so some of them might be under a read more??

  • Percy had no idea he was bisexual
  • But then he met Luke
  • and suddenly it’s like ‘oh hey he’s cute- wait, what’
  • he slightly freaks out ‘oh my god am i gay’ 
  • Percy dismisses the idea because nah I think that Annabeth is cute
  • and so he ignores his first reaction to Luke thinking it was just a fluke (heh) and continues on his merry way
  • for about 2 days
  • until Percy meets Charles Beckendorf
  • and he admits to himself okay i might be slightly gay
  • and Percy mulls this over for the rest of the week until capture the flag
  • and then he shoves it into the back of his mind because there are far more important things than cute boys right now like nearly dying and being the son of poseidon and going on a quest, getting his mom back and oh, yeah, ALMOST DYING
  • and percy doesn’t think about being “slightly gay” for the rest of the summer
  • but then he sees Luke being all hot and sweaty in the arena and suddenly it pops back into his mind
  • (we’re going to fast forward a bit now because y’all know what happens after that and what not)
  • fast forward to 8th grade Percy Jackson
  • who has now had a while to think about his attraction to boys
  • and has decided yes, I like boys, but I also like girls
  • and who doesn’t know that bisexuality is a legit thing and thinks he’s alone
  • Percy decides he’s okay with it
  • and contrary to popular belief, Percy’s first kiss was not, in fact, Annabeth, but was a boy named Jake Parker
  • (It was just before summer break)
  • (they never spoke again)
  • Percy later decides the kiss with Annabeth was way better
  • and fast forward a bit more to September of ninth grade
  • And Percy suddenly gets the urge to just say it out loud instead of mulling it over and over again in his head
  • and so Percy says out loud for the first time, “I like boys.”

Keep reading

wisegirlnextdoor  asked:

Hiya I'm looking for some good Percabeth fluff to distract from the withdrawal pain of the last book any good suggestions?

sure!

in-canon

  • to sir, with love: future! fic with percy as a latin teacher with secrets and one of his students finding out a lot about annabeth and their relationship
  • caller id: cutest yet angsty fix where percy accidentally calls annabeth from the pay phone instead of his mom during the son of neptune
  • a call: annabeth comes to percy’s room after percy’s birthday party in the battle of the labyrinth
  • the spaces between: annabeth tells piper and jason and leo about her relationship with percy before the mark of athena
  • for the love of a triangle: long pre-dating percabeth fic set in between the battle of the labyrinth and the last olympian
  • i’m still trying: percabeth fireworks fanfic narrated by annabeth’s younger half-sister

aus

canon divergence

  • demistified: percy trains with poseidon for years, thinking he is the only demigod in the world, until he meets annabeth chase 
  • the perseus attraction: funny and sort of crack! au going through the original series with percy being even more extremely good looking than he is
  • kat-anni’s the son of neptune: one of the best son of neptune fanfics i’ve ever read, lots of percabeth angst and percy with a lost memory i have a thing for son of neptune fanfics
  • quick question, who am i?: another angsty canon divergence where percy didn’t drink the gorgon’s blood and can’t remember annabeth

and my absolute favorite fic ever but it’s angsty so you don’t have to read it: the missing pieces: Annabeth Chase misses Percy Jackson. And, there’s nothing simple about that. Post The Lost Hero

anonymous asked:

Announcement: The following Demigods, Gods, and Mortals are filled with Very Shiny Very Pretty Sparkles™. Annabeth Chase, Percy Jackson, Piper McLean, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Will Solace, Nico DeAngelo, Frank Zhang, Hazel Levesque, Rachael Elizabeth Dare, Poseidon, Hades, Aphrodite, Iris, Sally Jackson, the sons of Boreas( I think they count? ) and Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano. That is all.

Shocked and upset that I am not full of sparkles. -Mitchell 

The Last Visit

“I didn’t know it then, but it would be the last time I ever visited the attic.” (51)


“Please, Percy…” Luke practically whimpered, fighting just to beg for death, for release from Kronos’ command of his body.

I moved towards him, his body was broken, but so was mine. We struggled towards each other, his knife, the cursed blade, in my hand. I understood then, I was not the hero, only he could end it all, Luke was the only one who could destroy Kronos. I flipped the blade and held out the handle for him to take.

His eyes flashed gold to blue his face full of pain, “I can’t do it, Percy-” Suddenly his eyes turned gold and through the pain he smirked, “You think you can kill me? I am the lord of Titans, father of the gods, I will not be killed by some second rate son of Hermes the upstart child of Poseidon!” Kronos snarled before his eyes changed back to Luke’s blue ones.

Suddenly I realized what Luke meant, he couldn’t kill Kronos, not when Kronos had become a part of him like that. Rachel was right then I suppose, I wasn’t the hero, it was Luke. It was him that understood in the end, he was the one who made the decision to end Kronos’ time in this world. He was the one to understand that power cancelled out power, he needed me, my power to end his life and Kronos’ with it.

“Together.” I said to which Luke nodded, confirming my suspicions. Shaking, he reached down to unlatch his armor just below his left arm. In those few seconds I found Annabeth and Grover, he had given her some ambrosia and healed a few of her wounds, as bad as they looked she would be fine with him, I knew it.

I met Grover’s eyes and gave the slightest nod before meeting Annabeth’s. I took it all in, her face smeared with soot, the torn shirt and scuffed sneakers, the worn necklace that held more beads than any other camper, her princess curls hastily tied into a ponytail, and her eyes. Gods, her grey eyes that were analyzing everything that was happening they seared a hole into my heart and gave me the courage to finally tell her, “Goodbye, Wise Girl.”

Her eyes widened as she realized what I was saying and tried to lunge forward to stop me. Luckily Grover was quick and grabbed her, holding on tight.

I felt a hand grip the handle of the knife and finally faced Luke. Together we plunged the blade into his side, while his hands fell limp I held on to make sure the blade stayed in place. Every part of me screamed to let go, Luke’s body began to burn up and I still held on. Then I felt why I was needed, Kronos was trying to suck the life from everything around him to heal the wound and it was working. Gathering my energy I called to the oceans, to my father willing a connection, I was met with the gust of the ocean wind, a spray of salt water, the whirling of a riptide, the slowly and steady recession of the tide on a warm summer’s day. It was all within me and then…it wasn’t. I pushed it all into Kronos all of my power, my memories, who I was all of it channeled into the Kronos through the cursed blade of Annabeth Chase.

Around me the air heated up, a light blinded me and then the world was dark. It wasn’t death though, not yet, I was laying on my back in the throne room holding onto life. Hair tickled my face just before Annabeth leaned over, light shining around her. She was crying.

“You’ll live, you’ll live, Percy please.” She cried over my body knowing that it wouldn’t be.

“Annabeth,” I croaked using the remainder of my strength. Her eyes snapped to mine, “I love you.”

Her body racked with sobs, but through the tears I heard her say, “I love you too Percy Jackson.” A figure appeared behind her, “Fate did not play in your favor, Perseus Jackson, come with me.”

He raised a hand in offering that I took, my soul rose from my body. I turned to see Annabeth cry out clutching my body Grover opposite her, looking on with tears streaming down his face. The palace doors burst open and the gods thundered in, Poseidon leading them.

“My son! Where is my son, I felt-” Poseidon faltered as he took in the scene in front of him. How it must’ve looked, Luke’s body surrounded by a charred circle, Kronos’ scythe nearby and my own body with Annabeth and Grover hunched over it. “No.” he whispered before shrinking himself to stroke my face, now cold with death.

“We need a shrine, the son of Poseidon is dead.” Grover choked out, to the gods and their children clustered at the door. It was the last thing I saw as the world faded to the darkness of the underworld.

That night a blue flag appeared above the Empire State Building, raised to half-mast.  


so I was re-reading The Last Olympian and there’s the line at the top and I got so mad because it was super ambiguous. I had to text @teamperseus and just rant, but then I thought what if Percy was the hero? What if he had to die in some way to fulfill the prophecy? Anyways that’s the story, just a typical night of Percy dying I guess.

Percabeth First Kiss Aftermath
  • *On Mt. Olympus while Percy and Annabeth are making out underwater*
  • Athena: *looking through Iris message* I can't believe she picked one of them. Of all the boys out there, the SMART boys out there, she had to pick HIS. I don't know if i can allow this
  • Poseidon: *walks into room* Can't allow what Athena?
  • Athena: Oh, nothing. Just thinking out loud.
  • Poseidon: Well, I believe that Zeus would find it interesting that his daughter thought it fun to "play" with his lightning bolt.
  • Athena: Don't even go there. it was pure curiosity, I am the goddess of wisdom, it was my duty to investigate anything I so desire.
  • Poseidon: *gives look*
  • Athena: I can't allow my daughter...and your son...to...you know.... UGHHHHH
  • Poseidon: Really...I have to say I didn't see that coming, but I'm very proud of him.
  • Athena: And why is that?
  • Poseidon: My boy scored a chick
  • Athena: That "chick" you speak of is my daughter, and she was underwater with him and...
  • Poseidon: Even better
  • Athena: I can't believe your acting so childish on this topic, they don't need to become anything more than friends, and I can barely approve of that
  • Poseidon: And why not, you act as if Percy is not worthy of your daughter
  • Athena: Well, that's the truth, isn't it?
  • Poseidon: Of course he is, in fact, your daughter is the one that isn't worthy of my son
  • Athena: How dare you say that, Annabeth is the smartest girl I know, and that is saying something, she is the great architect of Olympus, and she is a true warrior.
  • Poseidon: I know you may be "smart" *air quotes* but apparently you don't have common sense. My boy is way out of your daughter's league. He was the boy of the prophecy, he has saved Olympus several times, and he is more of a warrior than your daughter
  • Athena: That's as if saying you think your better than me.
  • Poseidon: Well as you have stated before, that's the truth, isn't it?
  • Athena: No, I am clearly better, for several reasons
  • Poseidon: Like
  • Athena: Well, sea animals are stupid, who cares about the seas, and you always smell like gross animals. Where as I am brilliant, I have useful powers, and people actually like me.
  • Poseidon: You know when people pretend to like you at the Christmas staff party, they don't actually mean it
  • Athena: How dare you say that, I am very likable!
  • Poseidon: Um, my powers are awesome, just like me. You do realize all you do is sit and read, what is that information going to do, I mean, don't you have things to do. And also, what is up with your wardrobe, I mean beach shorts are totally in right now. What do you wear, and giant sheet?
  • Athena: I'll have you know that you're work attire is very inappropriate. What happened to work casual? Which is what i where.
  • Poseidon: This is casual. What about Apollo?
  • Athena: Oh, don't get me started on Apollo.
  • Apollo: *walks in just in time to hear* Hello Athena
  • Athena: Oh dear

anonymous asked:

son of Poseidon Luke seeing you for the first time and being all smitten and shy then realizing that you're Roman so he can't like you but you like him too but you both "hide" your feelings (aka super obvious to everyone except to each other) until he kisses you after winning capture the flag as a victory kiss and everything stops and UGHHHH PLS WRITE THIS

But think about it like that

You are in Camp Half Blood for a couple of negotiations after the huge war against the titans in which the Greeks and Romans were allies, and you are there to create new rules when it comes to the relationship now. The bond between Romans and Greeks was always a bad one, and a lot semi gods agree that it needs to change. But that doesn’t mean that all of the semi gods agree with that or trust you suddenly.

But at first Luke thinks that you are only a new Greek semi god and came to live with them when he sees you the first time talking to Chiron. You also notice him, how can you not? The tall blonde just seems to avert a lot of people’s gazes to himself.

Luke comes over to you while you are still talking Chiron, and Chiron trusts Luke a lot, so he tells him to show you around and make you feel comfortable, which Luke immediately does with a shy smile. You try concentrate on Luke’s words and the stories he has to tell you about the gods and houses while he is showing you around but the fact that you can see his muscly arms and part of his muscly back, glistening with sweat, due to him only wearing a tank top is distracting you a little.

And when he says something along the lines of. “Don’t worry, your mum or dad will definitely accept you in the upcoming days, it can last a little because of the war.” because he doesn’t want you to worry, you laugh and respond casually. “I know who my dad is.”

So Luke halts and turns around, hoping that you are not his sister. “Yeah? Who is it?”

“Mars.”

The smile on Luke’s face disappears, and you automatically take a step back, the first question that crosses your mind is if he will attack you.

“Is something wrong with that?” you ask and Luke shakes his head immediately. How is he supposed to tell you that he can imagine himself with you and that he wanted to ask you out to celebration bonfire after capture the flag in two days when there is the possibility that you won’t like him because of who he is.

He says that he should continue showing you around and tells you about the remaining gods and houses. The hostility doesn’t go unnoticed by you, your heart sinking a little.

You two end up at the main building where Chiron is waiting for you and as you want to thank Luke you can feel everyones gazes on you, and turn around to look at all the camp members who are waiting to happen something between you two. Luke bids his goodbye and leaves and you only enter the building after you can’t see Luke anymore.

From now on Luke only wants to ignore you because he knows how both camps think about each other, but that plans seems to be failing when Chiron asks him again if he could show you through the training programme the next day, which he gladly accepts. He is happy that he can spend some time with you.

Luke shows you around, ending at the close combat training with swords, and cheekily asks you if you could fight the son of Poseidon. Smilingly, you accept his offer, and of course a small group of campers build around you to watch but you don’t pay any attention to them.

The fight starts rather playfully, none of you fighting with real ambition because neither of you wants to hurt the other.

“What am I gonna get if I win?” Luke asks as he dodges an attack of yours.

“Aren’t you thinking too far ahead, son of Poseidon? I’m a daughter of Mars. I don’t lose,” you respond and you know those are big words but judging by the playful smirk on Luke’s face he knows it’s not meant seriously.

The fight goes on and in under two minutes you have pinned Luke to the ground, smirking at him, when suddenly one of the other campers shouts. “Why don’t you fight against an enemy that doesn’t go soft on you?”

Luke can only mumble a quiet “son of Ares” to you before you agree without a thought to it. It is horror for Luke to just stand there quietly and watch as that boy attacks you without mercy and even makes you bleed, even after he sees that you are winning, which you do in the end. Luke is quick to pull you away from the field, ordering other two campers to show you how Greeks fight before someone else can ask you for a fight or that boy for a revanche.

You are watching the two campers fight when you suddenly feel a soft touch at your hand and you see that Luke is leading some water up your arm that heals your wound.

“Wow,” you whisper, looking into Luke’s eyes.

“I can do a lot more,” he says with a wink, before he turns away embarrassed about where that came from.

Luke sits with you during lunch and dinner.

On the day of capture the flag you are told to stay close to Luke, being in his team, because everyone sees the suspicious looks you get. The two of you are more than happy about that.

“Whoever gets the flag first, Hemmings,” you say.

“What do I get when I win?”

If you win, and that is not that much of a hard decision, is it?”

You wink, and when the start of the game is announced you follow Luke because that is your best strategy so far until you know where the flag is.

It takes Luke some time to find out where the flag might be and even then you two have to fight against many enemies, of which some only attack you and Luke intervenes. And then the two of you are seperated and without Luke on your side you know you have to be sneaky and avoid as many fights as possible. 

You see the flag first, on the other side of the river, but what you haven’t expected is the group of campers that are protecting the flag. With ten of them, you probably couldn’t even win with Luke on your side but of course you try. The fight abruptly ends when three of them have backed you down to a tree and you see Luke approaching you with the flag in his hand. Not caring about the group of campers that are watching you, he lets the flag fall next to your feet and cups your cheeks with his hands, leaning his forehead against yours. 

“I realized something,” he mumbles. 

You lean into his touch, putting your hands on his wrists. “Yeah?” 

“You’re totally worth it.” 

And then his lips are on yours in a heated kiss, his nose bumping against yours and it’s an awkward mess but you still enjoy it. When you hear some wolf whistles Luke pulls back and looks at his friends who are cheering him on. He shakes his head, looking at you again, and the second kiss is slower and sweeter. 

Lets just say you two always had something to look forward when the two camps were visiting each other or going on the same missions.


Well thanks for that anon. It was a lot fun.

ok imo if i were to ever read a demigod au this is how i’d want it

louis - son of hermes nO WHAT AM I SAYING APOLLO LOUIS SON OF APOLLO GOD OF THE SUN AND POETRY AND HEALING AND LIKE EVERYTHING ELSE i mean fucking he’s a god damn songwriter he looks like the fucking sun he’s nurturing god son of hermes what was i thinking

harry- son of aphrodite maybe? except not vain or poseidon that could be wonderful (water fights with louis. louis armed with only a squirt gun and harry armed with the power of a god, somehow louis still wins, maybe harry lets him)

zayn - son of zeus bc i want him to control fucking thunder ok or aphrodite (but hear me out on the zeus thing like soft spoken quiet zayn always keeps to himself never really speaks out but if you so much as lay a finger on niall the sky just fucking crackles and his voice comes out like thunder when he speaks)

niall- son of…. dionysius? bc pints? (dionysius sighs, massaging at his temples, “it was your mother, she was incredible. a woman drinks me– me under the table, how could i not fall in love?”)

liam- son of ares???? bc muscular?? man idk