do no harm.

I swear by Apollo the Healer, by Asclepius, by Hygieia, by Panacea, and by all the gods and goddesses, making them my witnesses, that I will carry out, according to my ability and judgment, this oath and this indenture.

[camphealer]

"yeah can you just run in and get a bottle of blinker fluid?? if you can't find it just ask someone!"

[camphealer]

i only log on so i can send kat memes

[camphealer]

i think the FUCK not......

[kit-harington]

[jimin22222222-deactivated202006]

“palette” by iu

[camphealer]

titanslayer:

      `ah,` word spreads fast, huh? `i am. i mean — not during the school year, but i’ll be around this camp a bit more. this mortal school thing should be interesting,` and harrowing, what with the added pressure of pontifex work. but — a challenge is a challenge. he’s got this; it’s a surprisingly fair load.

      `kinda your thing,` he repeats, with a small smile. `you’re — checking everyone on your own, or are all the healers just… dispersed around the camp?`

     that made them sound like spies, but with bandaids and medical charts and lollipops.

       some of the tension leaves will, ironically enough, as it seems to enter jason.  his arms come across his chest, hip jutted out to a side as will puts his weight on one foot.  but will finds his discretions and persistence fogging over as jason mentions talk of mortal schooling — when was the last time he went to a mortal school?  ( or home, at all? )

it’s the tenderness, the vulnerability of the subject that brings him back on track.

       ‘ oh, we’re everywhere, ’   he grins through it with an air of secrecy — if only to mess with him a little.  and this next part — well, it’s not meant to mess with him, but it’s under a secret agenda, too.   ‘ but i was thinking, since you’re planning to stay, i could start a file up for you, y’know?  a standard physical, height, weight.  get all that out of the way. ’

[camphealer]

wingedpenumbra:

     “How Ella is feeling about cherry flavored lollipops,” She recited, looking just as confused as before. The harpy shrugged. They were alright. Her kind usually subsided on raw meat, be it human or animal or fellow monster. But occasional human candy wasn’t bad. 

     “Tyson is liking very much, oh, yes.” She assured, bobbing her head up and down. “Lollipops and Tyson are good together, yep-yep. Cherry lollipops for Ella, these are okay. Not bad. Pretty good, Ella is thinking.”

      he gauges her expression frame by frame: speculation, consideration, more speculation, and resolve.  sometimes will has to filter through her speech process, trying to pay most of his attention to the end of her string of responses ; but when she accepts the lollipops, he grins and pulls the basket from behind his back.  

       ‘ awesome!  just, there’s ... a few.  so, don’t eat them all at once. ’

[ripcstiaalisonsselena-deactivat]

three stages of grief

[camphealer]

will, waitin on his father’s day gift from chuck hedge

[oiilblood-blog]

are you the one who gets called to fix the plumbing everytime percy jackson makes it explode? (thanks, dipshit.) are you super gay for cute demigod girls? are you the sort everyone is lowkey afraid of but is actually a huge softie who loves her siblings? (yes, including leo valdez.) if so, wow, we’ve got a lot in common!!! please like or reblog if you’d like to interact with nyssa barrera, daughter of hephaestus, penned by emi!

[camphealer]

titanslayer:

     `sure! are we — going through the cabins, or just. ambushing ‘em as they go by?` will looks… bright. like a magpie should be swooping down to steal this shiny, rainbow-covered boy away. jason has one single bandaid on him, in pink, purple and blue. he feels kind of… under-saturated next to will. `here, lemme carry some of that stuff —  if you have any extra stickers, do you mind if i… ?`

       ‘ figure we have enough — of everything, to do both, ’   he glances down at the cocktail of buttons and stickers, flatlining his lips against the grin that threatens to bubble.   ‘ yeah, definitely, ’   will hands a few of the pamphlets and fliers over before raising his arms out to either side, like he’s inviting jason in for a big hug.  his shirt’s decorated, like a full field of strawberries.   ‘ take as many as you want. ’

[camphealer]

brokenbow:

gives u an empty box

“Am I supposed to imagine there’s a sheep in this box?”

       ‘ it’s storage.  for all your other presents.  happy father’s day. ’ 

[camphealer]

shepraetor:

     her eyes immediately dart to the clipboard in the healer’s hands, dark brows raised in question — reyna had a hunch, though; something along the lines of paperwork (something that she was no stranger to, and in fact had gotten quite used to) and his temporary position at camp jupiter in both a teaching and experiential opportunity. will had been akin to a breath of fresh air for the legionnaires (note to self: bright blonds tend to cause a stir in camp), in both what seemed to be the spring in his step and some of his unconventional and innovative ways of doing certain procedures.

     " sure, what is it? ” reyna inquires, poised to sign whatever it was that he needed but also not tactless enough to just pry it out of his grasp. strictly business is what she tells herself he’s here for, with her at least — but there’s something else and — OH. if he’d come to dog her about missing her last check-ups for that nasty wound she’d acquired a few days back, he’ll be pleasantly surprised with a healthy dose of true roman stubbornness. 

      ‘ chiron might’ve mentioned it, but he wants me to complete a daily report.  needs the okay from you or frank, you know, that you read slash acknowledge it, made your own assessment of my contribution.  but before i finish my report, ’   his arm lowers to tuck the clipboard against his side, gaze steady in front of him.   ‘ i wanted to ask you about some things.  i don’t have enough experience here, so maybe i’m missing some context, or history —-

      ‘ praetor, you have two infirmaries.  that’s more resources than camp half-blood’s ever had. ’   he starts, a mixture of envy and admiration.   ‘ but your inventory hardly shows for it.  at least, not the one on camp. ’   which, when compared to new rome’s, showed no lack of activity.   ‘ even after the war with gaea, your inventory barely had a dent in it.  no ambrosia, nectar, surgical, medical equipment. ’

she stands as tall as him, but despite that, there’s a sense of looming.  no slouching or resting state.  he senses, in her body, something that contribute to it.  she feels like an exposed nerve.  he’s seen it in a few of the romans here, those who’d need that infirmary or otherwise.

[camphealer]

TALK ABT WILL'S POWERS : )

      &.  |  ask me about my kid :)))

01. archery

he’s a good shot, better than other cabins, average compared to his half-siblings

like his dad, he’s got the ability to curse arrows with disease, although the more severe the disease, the harder it is for will to shoot accurately.  as a result, he usually doesn’t opt for this technique, and he’d rather just get in a clean shot, unless it’s vital to disorient his enemy with a head cold or ibs lol

02.  audio

he can’t induce feelings through singing (besides one for healing). instead he’s attuned to superhuman decibel ranges (like dogs)

he can produce sonic screeches at different frequencies — i.e. screeches only monsters can hear, one demigods/humans can hear, etc. that can disorient them

he’s great at fixing and tuning instruments

he can curse people into talking in rhyming couplets (temporary, mostly for fun)

03.  prophecy

his prophetic abilities are on par with other demigods, they come in dreams

his encounters deal more with death (tolls) than they do with revelation & events

he’s intuitive, gets these ‘feelings’ he usually can’t explain

04.  healing

his arms + hands glow when he’s healing

he sings a hymn that alleviates pain/induces comfort, but has no direct healing factors

he can look at a person & sense/decipher their health. physical contact helps focus in on what physical ailments they have/had recently

his own physical health is really good ; he’s got an enhanced immune system (resistant to disease, faster healing) especially in the sunlight

will took the hippocratic oath, and one of its clauses (some argue it’s in the oath, others say it was in the teachings) is essentially do no harm.  because he swore to the gods, he’s somewhat of a pacifist out of duty (doesn’t apply to monsters)

he still trained at chb & went unscathed, nor did a ‘sign’ come down smiting him

this changed during the 5-min war against the romans. will fought with the intention to harm & shot a roman.  the roman’s pain tied to will’s own body

so every hit he dishes out (if it’s intended to harm them), he takes right back.  while he feels their pain to the exact degree, he doesn’t sustain the wound itself

[camphealer]

jason but in an anon voice: how do u convince the head medic to take a damn break once in a while

       &.  |  advice from ur local unauthorized surgeon

       ‘ the infirmary’s not so bad.  if i’m in there all day, i’m not always running around.  there’s paperwork and inventory — light stuff.  it’s not all hard work and running around.  plus, i’ve got a secret couch for napping. ’   the cot: he means the cot.  just drape one of the blankets on him during the colder days, and he’s content.   ‘ besides — does disease take a break? ’

[camphealer]

       cabin seven’s chariot, sharp and bright, is a nugget of gold and other newly introduced colours.  but will drags a fingers across his lip, scrutinizing the temporary flags & rainbows.  the aphrodite kids had personally added a shimmering iridescent topcoat over the chariot.   ‘ do you think it looks good? ’  ╱╱   🌈   sc — @gllaukos

[pelagaios-a]

memories came flooding back to me — sharper and more colorful. I stopped dissolving. my name was Percy Jackson. I reached up and took Annabeth’s hand.  ( promo credit  )

 — independent . private . selective  //  Perseus Percy Jackson of Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians / the Heroes of Olympus series ( as influenced by mythology )