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The Demigods Secret Santa is a project for everyone who loves Rick’s wonderful creations: MCGA, TKC, PJO, HOO and TOA!  ☃️ We are running a big gift exchange to celebrate Christmas and spread love and happinness withing the fandom 🎄  

[demigodsecretsanta]

Hi there! I'm hosting a Percabeth Week soon and I'm wondering if you'd be able to help me reach more people. ^-^ If you're curious, you can find the timeline for the event and all the information at @percabethweek! If you want to know anything or have any questions, feel free to message me! Thank you for your time, and have a lovely day! <3

Hey everyone, check this out!! -> @percabethweek ❤

[death-likes-death-blog]

This is for @demigodsecretsanta. (Edit) this is now for @the-dam-daughter-of-hades

It used to be for someone who had deactivated their blog. Hope you like it!!

This is very late and I’m so sorry about that!

This is of Nico and Will (Will was a quick sketch so he didn’t turn out as well as Nico).

[blingontheblock]

It’s long overdue  but happy belated Christmas, @ima-better-praetor-than-you . Really sorry that it’s way past the due date!

[toastchild]

What’s up @nicodiangel I’m your secret Santa and here’s some pipabeth.

[birbncaths]

 L E O  V A L D E Z

“I’m the Super-sized Mc-Shizzle, man! I’m Leo Valdez, bad boy supreme. And the ladies love a bad boy.”

7 Years // Lukas Graham

Budapest // George Erza

Carry On // fun.

Everybody Talks // Neon Trees

Feel It Still // Portugal. The Man

The Fighter (Gym Class Heroes Feat. Ryan Tedder Tribute) // The Dream Team

Gives You Hell // The All-American Rejects

HandClap // Fitz and the Tantrums

Hey Jude (Glee Cast Version) // Glee Cast

Hey There Delilah // Plain White T’s

Hey, Soul Sister // Train

House of Gold // Twenty One Pilots

How Far We’ve Come // Matchbox Twenty

I’m Me // Us The Duo

It’s Time // Imagine Dragons

Last One I Love // Marc E. Bassy

The Lazy Song // Bruno Mars

Little Lion Man // Mumford & Sons

Mama Said // Lukas Graham

The Middle // Jimmy Eat World

The Run and Go // Twenty One Pilots

Some Nights // fun.

Tonight Tonight // Hot Chelle Rae

We Are Young (feat. Janelle Monae) // fun., Janelle Monae

Young Dumb & Broke // Khalid

spotify

for my good mutual @patroklosandachilles ! I was your backup santa for @demigodsecretsanta :D

[a-girl-with-a-writers-mind-deac]

PJO + Moodboards

      ⇉ Annabeth Chase

                                            🦉 Daughter of Athena 🦉

Gift 2/7 for @ciasteczkozmarcepanem for the PJO Secret Santa Gift Exchange held by @demigodsecretsanta

[zdomu]

Demigodsecretsanta: Alex Fierro

So @superjuulten here is your third gift, as I promised. I did it long time ago, but didn’t post it. So here you go, Alex in an aesthetic, hope you like it.

[a-girl-with-a-writers-mind-deac]

PJO + Moodboards

    ⇉ Jason Grace

                                                   🗲 Son of Zeus 🗲

Gift 4/7 for @ciasteczkozmarcepanem for the PJO Secret Santa Gift Exchange held by @demigodsecretsanta

[silima]

happy new year, @athenaowl1 !! i was your secret santa for @demigodsecretsanta :DD i was told that you like fierrochase, reyna, and sam, and so i tried to draw all of them!! i wanted to draw magnus blowing a kiss back at alex but i can’t draw boys & all my attempts were sooo ugly D: hope you like these, though!!

(i can’t tag her, can someone please?)

[bigbigbigghost]

Merry Christmas, @shitt-shatt, I was your Secret Santa, woooo! Here are some very festive boys for you. I hope you like it XD.

@demigodsecretsanta this was a great idea, thank you for organising it

[vicunyas]

Hey!! @katherann227 I’m your gifter for the @demigodsecretsanta exchange!! I noticed a couple ghibli posts in your blog so I tried to make solangelo with a ghibli-like feel! Hope you like it!!!

[dividedwecantfall]

A/N: I am a horrible writer for being almost a week late but whatever.

@underwoodchronicles @demigodsecretsanta

Summary: Rachael doesn’t just have dreams about Percy. She also sees her soulmate.

I’m Rachael Elizabeth Dare, and I’m friends with a dumbass demigod.

It started about a year ago, when he tried to chop my head off with a pen. He does that sometimes. Now we go to school together and try not to die. It’s harder than it sounds.

His parents are nice enough. (His human ones at least. I haven’t met his god dad yet. I’m pretty sure I don’t want to.) They’ve kinda adopted me, which is nice since my parents aren’t ever around. Percy makes me feel… normal. I mean as normal as running away from monsters can be.

I spent lots of late nights at the Jackson/Blofus house. Tonight was no exception. We had made gingerbread houses together. Annabeth was there too, though I’m not sure why.

Things were normal. Percy just covered his in frosting and called it good. Sally and Paul just made cheesy jokes about how the other was so sweet. I actually decorated the effing house.

“Gods Rachael! How rich do you think your little gingerbread people are? That’s massive!” Percy exclaimed. He was probably just jealous. I didn’t blame him for that.

“Your family is just using their money to pay off the health inspector to not kick them out of their structurally unsound house,” Annabeth retorted, sometimes I didn’t mind that girl. She knew how to make Percy squirm, and that was adorable.

Percy had always been pretty close with her. Sometimes when she was around, i felt invisible. Percy always had this admiration for her. Sure, she was nice and all, but so was I.

“Rachael,” Paul interrupted my thoughts, “did you hear what I said?”

I blinked. Had he been talking to me? I guess I was too busy mentally bashing Annabeth to pay much attention. “Hm?”

“I said I got tickets to Mid Summer Nights Dream in January and Sally won’t be able to get off work. You want to come?”

I smiled, Paul was my artistic buddy. My parents didn’t care about philosophy or art like he did. I spent my lunch breaks in his office. We had long talks together almost every day. He had kindled my passion for preforming art as well as studio. I never understood his classical music though, there was nothing packed into it like my music and put me to sleep.

“I love that play!” The insufferable attention stealer blurted out.

Percy rolled his eyes. “Then take my ticket. They were going to drag me along with them.”

Paul seemed to agree with the idea of taking the two of us girls. My stomach wasn’t so kind. It was bad enough that Percy was crazy about her, now Paul too?

I excused myself and went home. I told them I had a long flight tomorrow to go spend Christmas in the Caribbean with my family and wanted to rest up. That wasn’t technically a lie. I was leaving tomorrow and it was to join family. But I could have slept on the plane, or frankly at the resort hotel, but I wanted to leave before I did something rash like tackling Percy and declaring “HES MINE SO BACK OFF”

———

I woke with a start, gasping for air. No matter what I did, those dreams didn’t go away.

When they were about Percy, sure. I could live with that. At least Sally and that Annabeth girl always had their eye on him. I knew what was going on with him.

But this? This was different. I kept seeing flashes, images of some sort of battle. Their were kids in armor getting shot and impaled left and right, but that wasn’t even the worst part.

No, that was the girl. She looked different than all the others. She was clad in gold and had a purple cloak around her shoulders. Her long, dark hair had probably been braided at some point, but had mostly fallen out. Everytime, the same thing happened, she fell face first on the ground.

I usually just saw things for what they were, monsters, booby traps, the usual. But every once and a while, I saw flashes of the future. Like I said, they were usually about my friend Percy, and I knew how to warn him.

However, most of my visions were just that. I never felt anything. Right now I felt like I was the girl, falling and being trampled by a thousand indifferent soldiers. I could hear the chaos of the battle field, her deep breaths, the ringing you get in your ears after your brain gets rattled.

This was a jacked up dream.

I didn’t sleep for the rest of the night. By the time morning came, I’d made up my mind. I had to find her. I had to be sure that girl was okay. I could never live with myself if she wasn’t.

I opened my laptop searching for anywhere that looked like the field from my dream. I had been searching for a while when I finally found it. I searched the article for a location, or something to go off of. The photos were captioned “Beautiful Places to Visit Near Chicago.” All right. Chicago it was.

Tricking the driver wasn’t hard, he was paid to not talk to me. My friends seeing me off: not so simple. They would probably notice if I got on the wrong plane.

I racked my brain for an excuse while stuffing my suitcase with warmer clothing. I could just tell them that I was detouring to visit someone on the east coast. I could have friends there, they didn’t know my life. My parents would barely notice, as long as I arrived before Christmas Eve.

———

They noticed all right, my plane touched down to messages asking why my escort couldn’t find me in Florida and if I was delayed by snow.

I stared at my phone, hoping some brilliant revelation would come to me. Having no ideas, I silenced it and stuck it in my pocket until I could think of something.

I didn’t have much time to think though, because I almost fell on my face. Someone had bumped into me, but they looked just as confused as I did. I rose up to my toes ballerina style to get a better look over the crowd.

The wind had picked up and a scarf was floating away in the wind. A tall girl was chasing it with a scrawny boy at her heels. He was trying to hold her back.

Before I even knew it I had pushed my way through the crowd and grabbed the scarf from the air. I hadn’t even gotten the chance to react before i was tackled by the strange girl. Apparently she wasn’t able to slow down in time.

She stood up immediately and just kinda stared at me. She was my age but much taller. Her eyes had a strange shine to them that had me confused as to whether I should kiss her or run away screaming for help. Since my legs decided they were gonna be jello, I decided that the latter wasn’t an option.

“You alright?” Her voice sounded concerned, but almost in a mocking way, like I was three.

“I’m fine, here’s your scarf.” I handed her the fabric.

The boy had finally caught up. He was weird looking and I almost wanted to laugh, but I was too weirded out. “Actually,” he snapped, “its mine.”

I threw it at his face.

My eyes turned back to the girl who was still staring at me dumbly. “Hello,” I shouted, snapping my fingers in front of her face.

She snapped back to reality. I guess I scared her, because she grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back. “What are you doing here? I mean what are you really doing?”

I struggled a little bit, but gave up shortly after. She had a death grip on me. “I… I’m checking on a friend.”

I’m guessing she didn’t buy it because a sharp pain ran up my shoulder. I looked to the boy in a desperate attempt for help. Then I recognized him. He was in my vision. It was blurry, but it was definitely him. But if he was… then she…

“I came to warn you. You’re going to be attacked.”

She dropped me on the ground again. This time she was a bit more gentle. “How do you know?” Her dark eyes zoned in on mine, almost like she could read my thoughts.

“I saw you. I had a dream. I don’t know how to explain it.”

“You have to tell me everything you saw.”

I didn’t argue. “You were in a snowy field, you fell.” So I explained more, but Percy says you should always spare the gory details with normal people. I don’t know why I told her everything, or why she believed a random girl off the street, but she listened so intently.

Before I had even finished my story, we were sipping coffee together. “I owe you my life for this you know?” She smiled.

“Get in line.”

“You need to leave now. If you’re right, it won’t be safe here much longer.”

I stared into her eyes, “Just one thing I need from you. Why did you take the chance with me?”

“The gods told me to.”

So yeah. That’s how I had a Weird Christmas and a Bonkers New Year.

[melting-sunflowers]

“I’m fine.” “No,you’re not.”

@demigodsecretsanta

http://archiveofourown.org/works/13109772

My fic for demigodsecretsanta! It’s for @notquitedeadyet!

[demigodsecretsanta]

🎄 Backup santas

We've received your messages about not receiving anything, don't worry! We're already talking to the missing santas and if they don't answer, we're going to the backups. They have until January 10th (with flexibility) to make the gifts, so we just ask for a little bit of patience now. Everyone will get their gifts, don't worry :D 

[surpassing-morning]

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

My gift for @dorky-hufflepuff! Sorry it’s a bit late (*sweats*). From @demigodsecretsanta‘s Secret Santa event

[alo-bien]

Family

Hey @awkward-agilator , I’m your Secret Santa for @demigodsecretsanta ! Thank you for the wait. I hope you have a wonderful year! And now, your gift.

If somebody told past Leo that he would actually have a family, he would’ve laughed. Fortunately, he’d been wrong. After he left to rescue Calypso, he didn’t think anybody would miss him: nobody did in all those years after his mother’s death. Leo wouldn’t have imagined in a million years that he’d be received by Piper and Jason with a bone-crushing hug. He expected it of Jason, but Piper gave him a welcome surprise. He remembered what she told him then, “You’re family, Leo. Of course, we missed you.”

After his return, he and Calypso moved to California, where they finished high school. They worked hard and saved enough money to buy a warehouse. There they made a few additions and it became Leo’s and Calypso’s Workshop. While business took off, they lived in a small apartment. Sometimes they stayed over at Piper’s and Jason’s house.

Leo and Calypso worked repairing all things that needed to be repaired including demigod weapons. With time, they became one of the most successful workshops in the area. Their dream was to build a flat above the shop big enough for them to invite friends over.

Now, after a few months of remodeling, their dream had come to life. It was finished just in time for the holidays. To celebrate it, Leo invited Jason and Piper to spend New Year’s Eve in the new apartment. As a bonus, they could watch the fireworks from a small terrace one floor above.

Remembering all this almost made Leo forget that he was making a salsa for them to eat the chips with. And that it smelt like something was burning. He cursed.   

“Are you done with that salsa, Repair boy?”

“Almost done, Beauty Queen!” Turning the stove off, Leo poured the salsa he was doing in a small bowl and took it to the living room. Along the way, he also grabbed a bag of chips. He put them down on the coffee table in front of the TV and sat next to Calypso on the couch. They were watching a Christmas movie while waiting for the New Year.

Piper crouched towards the table, grabbing a chip and dipping it in the salsa before taking it to her mouth. “I have to say, perfect as always.”

“Thank you, thank you. Chef Leo at your services.” He did a little bow and pretended to take off his imaginary hat. They laughed at that.

For the next two hours, they ate chips and watched the movie. When it was almost midnight, Leo and Calypso went to the kitchen to prep the glasses with the champagne.

They joined Piper and Jason in the small terrace above his apartment to see the fireworks. Calypso gave them their glasses.

“Admiring the view?”

“Yeah, it was a good idea to build it,” Piper said.

“We didn’t plan on it at first, but I realized we needed a place for Jason to land or take off in case of an emergency. Y’know, so he could be the Blonde Superman he is.” Leo laughed. Jason shook his head. “No, but in all seriousness, we also have it to protect against monsters. As you can see, we have a cannon that launches celestial bronze.”

“Nice touch.”

Their conversation was interrupted by the fireworks indicating that a new year had begun.

Raising their glasses, they made a toast. “For a year with fewer monsters!” said Jason, flinching at the memory of the three dracanae that attacked them on their way.

“For a year of successful business,” said Calypso.

“For a year of awesome inventions,” said Leo, a crazy glint in his eyes.

“For a year with us still being a family,” said Piper, knowing how much it meant for Leo. She smiled at him. “Now, let’s drink!”

Everyone finished their glass of champagne and put it to the side. They stood shoulder to shoulder watching the fireworks. After the show ended, they went back to the living room.

“Okay, who wants to get crushed in Monopoly?” Leo took out the Monopoly from a shelf and set it up on the coffee table.

“Oh, Repair Boy, you don’t know who you’re messing with.” Piper sat on the floor next to the coffee table. “I’m in.”

Jason and Calypso looked at each other. They shrugged and sat down around the table.

Leo grinned. “I’m the banker.” He organized the board with the cards and fake money. Each of them chose a token and the game was on.

Three hours later, the game had turned into a free for all auction with fake money laying everywhere on the floor along with an asleep Jason. His glasses were on top of the shelf, a part of the board was burnt and Piper and Leo were still going on with their auction. Calypso had gone to bed an hour earlier.

Suddenly, Leo screamed. “Ha! Take that, Beauty Queen. The railroad’s mine.”

The scream woke up Jason, who accidentally shocked him. “I’m sorry. You startled me.” He yawned. “You’re still playing?” He rubbed his eyes. “Do you know where my glasses are?”

Leo pointed to the shelf. Jason got up and picked them up.

“Leo, I think we’re done. It’s a tie.”

“Sure, whatever you say, Pipes. We both know I won.”

Leo started making a pile of the money on the floor to put it on the table. Piper rolled her eyes.

When he finished the pile, he got up and stretched. Piper did the same. “It was a nice night, don’t you agree?” Piper said, glancing at the boys. “But now, I just want to sleep.”

They nodded.

“Thanks, guys. For coming,” Leo said as they walked towards their rooms.

“You know we’ll always be there for you, Leo.”

“Yeah, we’re family after all.”

[strawberryblondish]

My @demigodsecretsanta gift for @thealphaoftime !! Happy holidays!!