a child of the eldest gods

tee. xxviii. xe/they. on ao3 as punkfistfights. probably a child of dionysus not necessarily bc of my personality but bc that’s definitely the greek god my mom would’ve pulled. official blog for the mycenaean percy jackson rewrite “Perseus Jackson & Camp Hemitheos”. icon/header commissioned from dattebabunn.

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Perseus Jackson & Camp Hemitheos

Perseus "Percy" Kaimana Jackson is the child of Sally Jackson and he will tell you that that is the most important fact about him. But he does have two more parents - Enesidaon, the Psycophomp Horse King, and Posidaeja, the Queen of the Seas, two of the oldest Mykenaian gods there are.

A child of the eldest gods indeed.

Too bad Zeus is not interested in allowing the time of Mykenai to be acknowledged ever again.

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(art of sally, percy, poseidon, and amphitrite commissioned from the insanely talented @dattebabunn!)

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the jackson-lee family

for @daughterofthemuse who asked to see the picrews i made for percy’s extended family (note: this does not include paul, estelle, or paul’s family, who i also have picrews for and would be willing to share if anyone’s interested)

kāwika lee - sally’s maternal grandfather

robert james jackson - sally’s paternal grandfather

sarah beatrice jackson née matthews - sally’s step-grandmother

richard “rich” robert jackson - sally’s uncle

james “jim” daniel jackson - sally’s father

estelle “stella” u’ilani jackson née lee - sally’s mother

sarah “sally” kēhaulani jackson (21 | 39)

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Drunk. Sending love.

💜💜💜

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the new chapter has finally been posted!

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progress update for chapter 16 of cots: “Divine Relatives Are Actually Just Really Needy”

feat. my description ares in this chapter!

The man - actually, no, calling him anything but a god felt inaccurate. He was tall and muscular, with wavy red-black hair pushed back away from his face and falling just under his shoulders. His eyes were hidden by a pair of sunglasses with red lenses, but they didn’t hide his sharp cheekbones nor his expressive eyebrows. He was handsome in a wild way.

His aura pressed down on them, filling Percy with the kind of rage several counselors had tried to train him to repress. It felt like split knuckles, a bruised cheek, and the vicious joy you felt after a good fight that you won but only barely.

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GREAT news. i’ve written like 600 words for this chapter, putting us at almost 4k! the next chapter should be up so so so soon, barring unforeseen circumstances (ie, my life)

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i promise i haven’t abandoned this story. I’m just exhausted all the time and the waterland section is fighting against being written. imma do my best to post the next chapter before the end of the year 💜

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so i failed at getting it posted it by the end of the year bc unfortunately stranger things took over my brain. i still haven’t abandoned pj&ch and won’t be doing so. i have plans all the way to beyond the end of the heroes of olympus.

unfortunately though, i follow where the dopamine leads me and right now it’s stranger things. i’m not gonna make promises for when i’ll be back bc at this point it’s clear I can’t stick to them but i WILL be back

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i promise i haven’t abandoned this story. I’m just exhausted all the time and the waterland section is fighting against being written. imma do my best to post the next chapter before the end of the year 💜

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ended up doing a lot more research on hawai’ian naming conventions and am thinking of once again renaming sally jackson 😔😔😔

it’ll mean editing multiple parts of my story but i think her name is gonna be sarah “sally” kēhaulani jackson.

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“So like…how does it work?” Percy asked.

“How does what work?” Grover glanced over at him.

Percy tugged on his backpack straps. “The myths. Like, what came first, the gods or the myths?”

Annabeth frowned, sighing. “That’s such an insane question to ask, Seaweed Brain. The theoi will never answer it and we’ll always just be wondering but…I don’t know. I think…the gods came first. But maybe they didn’t always exist in the way we perceive them now. Mortal beliefs shaped how we see them, made them a little more like us. Without our belief, they’d be truly ephemeral. Just forces of natures, concepts that influence everything but don’t exist within the mortal world. But we tie them to this world and allow them to truly interact with it.”

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what kind of powers do we feel like a powerful child of persephone should have? please remember, there is no mythological basis for her being a goddess of springtime, she’s more its harbinger than anything. her role has always been (as long as we can tell) as a ruler of the underworld - one who was titled as “dreaded”.

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ok gays. my goal is to finish ch16 tonight. if not tonight then by tuesday at the latest.

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facts about me that ik make me sound like i’m insane: i’ve given percy great-grandparents names. bc why not

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2.4k into the next chapter of cots and i just wanna be done with itttt but no i still have to write the fckn waterpark scene. ughhhhh

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if we have each other by alec benjamin is the sally&percy song for me

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no one is prepared for the unhinged ships pj&ch promotes. slash, femslash, het it doesn’t matter they’re all queer teenagers going through a war, the relationship drama is gonna actually be insane. but not until my ttc rewrite at the earliest heehee

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“He should not be so powerful!” Zeus ranted. “A son of Amphitrite with this level of power is unbelievable!”

Poseidon looked furious at the insult to his wife but it was Aphrodite who responded. “And why is that, little nephew?” she cooed. “Are you so quick to forget the ancient days?”

Zeus spun to face her, his features twisted with rage. “What do you mean by that, Apatouria?” he snarled.

Aphrodite’s eyes narrowed into slits. “Halosydnê has always been powerful, my King,” she said, her voice layered with something uniquely powerful. “She is not just of the Sea, she is the Sea, more so than even her husband. Just because you demand we forget who we used to be, does not make it so simple! Just as I will never forget who I once was - so is true of my darling niece! You are in power now, yet that does not mean it has always been so. Not even the mortals have fully forgotten that, though you might claim to.”

“You dare - ?” Zeus began, only to be interrupted.

“Oh, I dare! You forget yourself, young one!” Aphrodite snapped, surging up from her throne and stalking over to him so they were standing nose to nose. “I was ancient before you were even born, before your very progenitors were even a concept in the minds of mortals. I am not so quick to forget the ancient days, even if I was not there. I remember who Amphitrite had been, before the tides changed. Of course young Perseus is powerful, he is the very sea!”

“There must be more to it!” Zeus roared. “He would be abnormally powerful for a child of an Olympian, it makes no sense that his mother is Amphitrite of all goddesses!”

“If you could stop insulting my wife, that would be fantastic,” Poseidon said, his voice as frigid as the swells of mid-December. “Aphrogeneia is correct - you do forget yourself, little brother. My wife is the second eldest of Okeanos and Tethys themselves, she is not a simple nature spirit and acting as she is, is an insult to the peaceful Titans who fought by our side. You forget the power of the sea, brother, you blind yourselves to us!”

“And have you forgotten that I am of the sea?” Aphrodite asked. “My mother was Thalassa as much as my father Ouranos. I am as much of the sea as I am the sky and I have always been such. You call me Apatouria but you would do well to remember other names of mine. Ourania and Anaduomenê.”

“You sky gods see yourselves as superior,” Poseidon said, striding over to stand by Aphrodite’s side, staring Zeus down. “But the sea and the earth have their own power, and we have not forgotten that. You deride my wife, even as you refuse to consider the power that our sister Demeter holds, that our aunt Aphrodite holds. My wife’s son is powerful, yes, as children of the sea so often are. And my wife and I have a relationship unlike yours and your ex-wife’s. We have never hated each other’s children and have always claimed them as our own as the sea will always claim its own.”