#graecvs

[stygicniron]

eat a veg or im coming for u

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do it coward

[brokenbow]

@graecvs (☼)

Apollo stared up at the roof of the Big House and sighed heavily. “I keep telling myself that gods are different than mortals, and that... what applies to me now isnt whats always going to. But... I’m starting to think my teenage mortal life is going to extend until the end of time.” 

He threw an arm over his eyes as if he could block out heavy thought like he could light.

[titanslayer]

@graecvs replied to your post: 

Percy vc: we’re only the same age for a month and a half THEN YOU ARE A BABY AGAIN

its a shame that eleven month head start didn’t come with a few more inches huh, tiny

[stoiicist]

☉

one can’t lie when looking directly into someone’s eyes

“ octavian would like another word with you before dinner. and no, that’s not a good sign. he’s probably going to try to swindle your newly acquired preatorship from you. “

he’s waiting for them just outside the principia, fussy and weaselly as ever. reyna motions for percy to stay back, hoping to get a few carefully chosen words of warning in before anything starts. unfortunately, as she sizes up next to the auger, octavian is having none of it. the legacy pushes past her, eyes glaring into percy, but he doesn’t make it two strides towards him before they’re both met with a choked gasp and the sound of cloth ripping.

reyna catches percy’s eyes and she’s barely concealing a smirk. a subtle nod to the ground reveals her foot, momentarily digging into the edge of octavian’s toga before sliding off and sending the blonde boy tumbling forward. her eyebrows shoot up in feigned shock and she closes the gap between them, rejoining percy’s side as they both gaze down at fallen roman.

” you know, it’s sad when even a GREEK can wear a toga better than you. “

[grudgebegone-blog]

graecvs replied to your post: Alright saddle up kids were going for a ride as I...

percy supports him even though he’s a bit weirded out to be the subject of a kid’s hero worship tbh,, they’ve both made mistakes he’ll own that

nico juST. DONT SUPPORT ME. DONT LOOKS AT ME. DONT EVER BRING IT UP. 

[bhimenua-blog]

plotted demigod verse starter for @graecvs my love my one true angle <3

       If Percy Jackson had planned to be chased by a monster, which he probably hadn’t-- he certainly hadn’t planned on bumping into a very angry woman screaming and waving a broomstick about. 

       The manticore had started following him through the Adirondack Mountains, with its nasty mouth open and salivating to display slimy, sharp teeth. He’d run as a sort of holy-shit-ew-that’s-nasty but had stumbled upon a hermit-esque cabin on his way. The walls were was entwined with vines; it was surrounded by a luscious vegetable garden and simply seemed to breathe magic. The air practically hummed with a strange force, not particularly good or evil. 

       But the tiny woman that howlingly launched herself from the garden, barefoot and wearing a loose patchwork dress, seemed like a fairly terrifying being as of the moment. She hit the manticore on the head with her broom, screaming for it to fuck off from her carrots. The manticore whimpered, both at the sight of Riptide in Percy’s hands and this dirty gardener’s wooden broomstick. 

       “Git! Git-- My carrots, ya son of a bitch!” She screeched in a thick Cockney accent. The second the manticore turned its tail, she spun towards Percy, holding the broom in the same threatening position. 

      “State your name and your business here, little Greek! We’ll not have you bringing monsters around, not at all!”

[pigwitch]

graecvs started following witchofthecrossroads

Lou glanced from her craft to Percy’s. She’d heard the sea god’s son had plenty of talents, but she’d assumed the rumor that basket weaving was one of those talents was just that. A rumor. But darn, his looked really good while her hands were clumsy in her fingerless gloves, making her weaving loose and sloppy.

“Hey, how’d ya get yours all nice like that?”

[wingedpenumbra-blog]

graecvs a réagi à votre billet “my friends have all gone back to college (im on the quarter system so...”

reaches my grubby hands thru the computer and gives u human contact all over ur face. lovingly

make sure ur hands are clean first bc i keep breaking out due to stress :’^( rip the almost-nice skin i had for like a week. but thank u dad ilu