pjo/hoo/toa & more

name: alex | age: 14 | 37 followers

[dam-riordanverse-things]

🌈 LGBTQ+ PJO Headcanoms 🌈

bianca: genderfluid and lesbian (any pronouns)

nico: trans ftm and gay (he/him)

percy: demiboy and bisexual (he/they)

annabeth: demigirl, biromantic and asexual (she/her)

jason: bisexual (he/him)

piper: bisexual (she/her)

hazel: straight (she/they)

frank: enby, panromantic and ace (he/they/xe)

leo: biromantic and heterosexual (he/him)

reyna: agender, aromantic and asexual (she/they)

[dam-riordanverse-things]

happy christmas!!!

[incorrectjercyquotes]

[burdge]

and i don’t know what i’d do 

if i lost you

[steggymus]

somehow i finally restarted this account and might actually start posting my art lmao

[ukelele-boy]

A WIP of Apollo that I never finished (and likely never will) because I got too afraid to touch it for fear of ruining the vibes XD.

[pjo-hoo-toa-freakazoid]

Would you ever eat a raw frog

(Send me would u evers and I’ll answer in yes or no)

HUH????????

NOOOOOOO

FROGGIE NO

PHROGGIIIII

!??????!!!

NO

FROGGIE!!!

[barnabasthebarmy]

your instagram feed during/after the son of neptune

[honeyxmonkey]

Will whenever one of the campers did something really dumb that he specifically told them not to do and they got hurt: I diagnose you with a severe case of dumb. There's no cure.

[falconfrost]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 14: I Update My Top Ten List of Worst Conversations Ever

Summary: The Roman emperors and Python have been defeated, the oracles reclaimed, and Apollo restored to godhood. He’s having somewhat of a hard time adjusting to being back among the gods, which is understandable after his six-month grow-a-conscience speedrun. But something else is rotten in the state of Olympus, and before it can really feel like home, it’s going to require some serious renovation.

[annabethy]

december 15: christmas rivalry

teacher au,, percabeth

“Chase!”

Annabeth knows he’s right behind her, but she refuses to stop walking. She has a smile on her face, and she’s sure it sounds in her voice when she replies, “Jackson!”

She laughs quietly when she hears him jogging to keep up. He slows his pace to match hers a few seconds later, and she can feel his eyes on her. She still decides to wait a few seconds before turning to look at him innocently.

“Are you going to keep walking?”

“Yes,” Annabeth says. “I’m mad at you.”

Percy grins. “Me? Why would you ever be mad at me?”

“You rigged the contest.”

“You have no evidence.”

Annabeth rolls her eyes, but she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t also a bit fond of him. She only stops walking when he tugs at her elbow, and when she turns to face him, she finds him looking her up and down. He looks at her face again with a teasing smile.

“I’ve been looking for that.”

Annabeth sniffs, indignant. “Looking for what?”

“If you wanted my jacket, you could’ve just asked,” Percy says. “I would’ve been happy to give it to you.”

“Oh.” She looks down at the jacket that is definitely his and thumbs the edge of the fabric. “This old thing? I had no idea it was yours.”

“Right.”

“I saw it lying around, and I figured someone could use it.”

Percy laughs.

“Really, you can have it back,” Annabeth says. “I wouldn’t want to get an infection from it.”

“That’s just hurtful.”

Annabeth cracks a grin.

“Why did you steal it?”

“You stole my title,” Annabeth explains. “So I stole your jacket. It seems like a fair deal, don’t you think?”

Percy leans against the wall to let one of the freshmen walking down the hallway pass by. “Have you considered that maybe I didn’t steal the title? Maybe I just did a better job decorating.”

“Maybe,” Annabeth gives him. “Doesn’t mean you didn’t cheat.”

“I was bound to cheat at some point,” Percy says. “You’ve won the decorating contest five years in a row. You really should have expected this.”

Annabeth bites her lower lip in a smile. “So you did cheat.”

“Again, I can’t confirm, but—”

“I’m going to report you to the principal,” Annabeth says. “And the police. You’re going to jail. I will make sure of it myself.”

“Kiss ass.”

“Cheater,” Annabeth spits back.

He shoves her shoulder lightly. He doesn’t say anything else, and she doesn’t either. They just stare at each other, and Percy’s eyes keep darting down to his sweater she has on. She hadn’t given it much thought as to how it would look to other people. She had just wanted to get a rise out of him, and it had. It just wasn’t necessarily the one she expected.

“I’m going to need you to explain it again,” Percy says suddenly. His hand grabs hers for a moment before moving to the sleeves that fall below her fingers. “How exactly does me beating you in the decoration contest correlate to you wearing my jacket around the school?”

Annabeth blinks. “Um.”

“Because I’m starting to think that it doesn’t correlate at all, and you just wanted to wear my jacket.” “Why would I ever do that?”

“Because it smells like me. I thought you liked that smell.”

Annabeth groans. “That was not what I said.”

“It is quite literally what you said.” Percy laughs in her face when she rolls her eyes. “Is that why you’re wearing my jacket?”

“No.” She runs her hands over the front of it, feeling the bumps of the printed reindeer. “I just liked the picture so I stole it. It looks better on me, anyway.”

“It definitely does.”

Annabeth pauses to look at him. He doesn’t seem to be ashamed or embarrassed by his words. Instead, he looks like he’s taunting her, with that troublemaker smile and his sparkling eyes. He’s waiting to see how she’ll react, she thinks.

“What did you just say?”

“I said it looks better on you than it does on me.”

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that.”

“You’re not supposed to say anything,” Percy tells her. “You’re supposed to drag me to the nearest mistletoe and make out with me. It’s the rule.”

“It’s a rule if you’re already standing under mistletoe, which we are not.”

“Let me show you my classroom,” Percy says. “I think I put some mistletoe up in there somewhere.”

“Oh, really?” Annabeth muses. “Did you put it up there, or did Piper?”

Percy’s face falls. “She told you?!”

“Of course she did! I haven’t lost this contest in five years, and suddenly you’re stealing first place? She let up the second I questioned her.” “Okay, but what exactly did she say?”

Annabeth eyes him, a mix of disappointment and amusement. “Using the rich kid to decorate your classroom is a new low for you, Jackson.”

“It never said in the rules that I couldn’t.”

“They probably thought it was common sense not to exploit your students.”

“But technically, I didn’t cheat. I used my resources wisely, according to Piper.”

“According to Piper,” Annabeth mocks. “And you used my favorite student to cheat. I’ve been betrayed by both of you.”

“Piper will do anything you say, unless it comes to the two of us getting together,” Percy says. “She was adamant about that. There is mistletoe in every possible spot of the room just in case you walked in. That’s what she said, anyway.”

“Hm. I’m going to have a chat with her.”

“And the principal?”

Annabeth sighs. “I suppose not with the principal. You’d get fired, and then you’d never be able to see how hard I’m going to kick your ass next year.”

Percy grabs her hand now, and Annabeth focuses on how normal it feels for the two of them. His hand is warm, and she never wants to let go. “Come on. After you get over your anger of not winning—”

“—Of you cheating—”

“—You’ll be really impressed by my room.”

Annabeth doesn’t want to give in out of pure spite, but another part of her wants to take his hand and never look back. She gives in.

“I’ll look at your room.”

Percy grins.

“But I will not kiss you under the mistletoe. That’s embarrassing.” Percy gasps playfully. “I think that it’s adorable, but fine. You can always give me that kiss now, though. A little congratulations for winning?”

Annabeth rolls her eyes but steps onto her toes to give him a quick kiss. He’s ready for it, his hands sliding behind her back, and it makes her smile into it.

When she pulls away, he’s looking at her in adoration. His voice is cute and excited when he says again, “Let me show you my room.”

And so she lets him pull her down the hall with a smile plastered to her face.

He turns to look at her over his shoulder and says, “I still expect those mistletoe kisses, though.”

Maybe it’s not the worst thing, she decides. Still, she laughs and gives him a bright smile. “We’ll see.”

[minuiko]

Because I don’t draw Annabeth enough ^^. Colors heavily inspired by burstinglight’s work (she does one of my favorite tan Annabeths)

[minuiko]

And here’s the final print!

[dam-riordanverse-things]

i need to put this in my room's wall

[sethkiel]

“We’ll try, Ms. Jackson,” Annabeth said. “Keeping your son safe is a big job, though.” She folded her arms and glared out the kitchen window. I picked at my napkin and tried not to say anything. My mom frowned. “What’s going on with you two? Have you been fighting?”

- The Battle of The Labyrinth

Nah Sally, Annabeth here’s just jealous coz the plan was to bring Rachel along.

I literally cracked up at the part where Annabeth broke the cookie in half which probably made Percy anxious for his life. Here’s the full piece of that 14 yr old percy illust i posted!

[eerna]

do yall ever just….. remember TLO and weep

[dam-riordanverse-things]

this scene is *chef kiss*

[alessiajontrunfio]

Falling into Tartarus

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- It took me forever to finish this comic but I really had to do this scene. When I read it I SWEAR I haven’t been able to sleep or doing anything for hours.

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when i read this scene, i needed to rest bc i felt tired and empty

[dam-riordanverse-things]

yknow you're mental health isn't good when you kin leo, annabeth and percy (just calling me out)