thalia and jason mean so much to meeee so heres some headcanons about them
jason is the only person allowed to call her lia. if anyone else does, they get zapped on sight. bonus points if lia (or a baby-ish approximation) was his first word :)
thalia took time on each of jason’s birthday’s to grieve - luke noticed and never mentioned it, but always wondered what happened on that date
jason notices how lightning really responds to thalia’s emotions, so he tries to use the wind to communicate his feelings to her …. I HATE THEM I HATE THEM I HATE THEM :(((((((
they both have very strong morals, side effect of zeus’s domain over law and such
being around thalia makes jason act a bit more like a younger brother, and at some point says “lia!!!” in a kinda whiney voice and for the next ten minutes is like “what have I become I was a praetor and now I’m acting like a child” meanwhile thalia’s absolutely doing whatever he was trying to convince her to do
pairing/s : Jason Grace / Percy Jackson x Goddess! Reader
warning/s : large age gaps (lol).
here's my masterlist!
Note : I will also be posting the same idea with Nico, Leo, Frank, and Will.
Jason Grace
You were a Camp Jupiter regular. VIP access. Eternal backstage pass.
Unlike the other gods who ghosted their kids harder than a bad Tinder date, you actually cared about demigods.
Probably because you were one, back in your 'mortal coil' phase.
You knew the struggle. The whole, 'my divine parent left me a prophecy and trauma' starter pack.
The joy of being chased around by monsters while trying to survive longer than Zeus' affairs with women.
Jason first saw you and thought, "Wow, that’s the prettiest counselor I’ve ever seen."
He was just a kid. You were immortal. It was awkward.
The camp had to break the news that you were a literal deity because of Jason’s intense puppy dog crush, and the poor guy almost got zapped into the next reincarnation.
Reyna never lets him live it down. She brings it up during arguments to win.
"You know I’m right, Reyna."
"Fine, but remember when you almost got yeeted with your own lightning because you’re a simp?"
"I was ten!"
It works every time.
As he aged like fine wine (or a stressed Roman soldier), his teen crush evolved.
Your acceptance made him feel seen and understood. It's all he ever wanted.
Jason doesn’t just want your guidance anymore; he wants your love.
He is reminded everyday that supposed to be the perfect Roman, the champion of the gods, a celestial poster child.
But secretly? He prays to you more than any of them.
Not in the "Hey, can you back me up so I don't die?" kind of way. More like "ANYTHING FOR YOU, BEYONCE!" kind of devotion.
You’re having an existential crisis because you practically watched him grow up.
It felt questionable.
"I’ve been around before your puberty."
"Now, I’m emotionally and physically available. Growth."
"I raised you!"
"And I’m trying to wife you up. Can we please just move on?"
You were ancient. Like 'I knew Kronos when he had abs' ancient.
Jason didn’t care.
His whole life was a checklist of what others expected from him.
He had been a puppet his whole life.
Choosing you was finally something he wanted for himself.
It felt like rebellion and therapy.
And once you gave in? Oh, boy.
The golden retriever in Roman armor became yours. Completely, irrevocably, gloriously yours.
Sure, he still does heroic stuff, but you’re his top priority.
Zeus and Hera were livid.
You 'stole their chosen one', or as Hera puts it, "MY PRECIOUS BLOND TROPHY!"
They called you a temptress, a manipulator, basically what they are.
You called them irrelevant.
Because what could they do? Smite you? You've survived worse.
Percy Jackson
You've been his spiritual stalker since Quest #1.
Not in a creepy way, more like a magical support staff that whispers, "You got this!" before he punches a hydra in the face.
Unlike other gods who appear just to flex and disappear like flaky Instagram influencers, you helped from the shadows.
No appearances. No booming voices from the sky. Just vibes.
Whenever he was scared, you sent him courage.
When he was hopeless, you slipped in a little optimism.
When he was depressed, you were the cosmic version of a comfort blanket.
Percy didn’t trust it.
The gods never do nice things without expecting a thank-you fruit basket, or a blood sacrifice.
Yet you did.
So naturally, he did what any traumatized teenager would do: scream "SUS! THIS IS SUS!" in his cabin like he’s playing Among Us at 3AM.
Curiosity got the best of him, so he tried the classic 'summon the mysterious deity' trick. "Hey, mystery spirit! Can you show up before I call customer service?"
Motherfucker even used an Ouija board.
You didn’t show up.
Then he realized you only appear when he’s in real danger.
He decided right then and there that the best way to summon you like some divine Pokemon was to almost die.
Multiple times.
"Hey, Percy, maybe try not to die just to talk to your celestial crush?"
"Grover, let me have this."
When you finally appeared before him, furious and radiating 'I could kill you myself' look, he was dumbfounded.
Not by your glare, but by your beauty. You were beyond words. Probably a good thing, because his brain was busy rebooting.
Hearing his full name made him fall harder, honestly.
"WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, PERSEUS JACKSON?!"
"That I missed you?"
From that point on, he kept 'accidentally' stumbling into peril just to get your attention.
You two became… familiar.
Extremely so.
The more you appeared, the deeper he fell.
When Percy realized he was in love, it wasn’t fireworks or cheesy Disney dance numbers, just serenity.
Just a calm, warm feeling in his chest that said, 'This is home.'
"Are you glowing or did I just eat too many pizzas?"
"That’s eight boxes."
"Shhh. I was trying to flirt."
For the first time, he didn’t feel like he had to fight, to prove, to perform.
You were the calm in his chaotic life.
The eye of the storm.
His little slice of paradise in a life full of monsters, trauma, and water-based destruction. His divine chill pill.
And if anyone tries to mess with that?
Let’s just say he didn’t inherit all of Poseidon’s chaos juice for nothing (Alexa, play Ruthlessness from EPIC: The Musical).
Because Percy’s got two moods: goofy, surfer dude from Manhattan and eldritch hurricane who tortured Akhlys in Tartarus.
If the Seven (plus Nico & Thalia) had one giant group chat:
Percy: forgets punctuation. Constantly sending “???” and “yo what does this mean.” Accidentally leaves voice notes that are just static and ocean sounds.
Annabeth: replies once with a paragraph, then mutes the chat for 6 hours.
Jason: types “haha” after every text like he’s trying too hard. Sends weather updates no one asked for.
Piper: sends cursed TikToks. Uses ✨sparkle emojis✨ unironically.
Leo: SPAMS MEMES. Chaotic energy. Sends “y’all up?” at 3 a.m.
Frank: sends one sticker and then disappears for three days.
Hazel: sends wholesome “good morning ” texts every day. Gets drowned out by Leo’s spam.
Nico: only types in lowercase. Sometimes leaves cryptic one-word replies like “fine.”
Thalia: threatens to leave the group chat daily. Never actually leaves.
Grover (added by Percy): sends goat emojis and links to vegan recipes. No one reacts.
“My personal lighter” Stoner! Leo x stoner! Reader
Stoner! Leo who was more excited than shocked when he caught you smoking a joint in a tree. It wasn’t like you were hiding the fact that you smoked. You just wanted to unwind after a busy day and enjoy the trees. This is when you learned that he had a special compartment in his tool belt in his joints.
Stoner! Leo who remembers your favorite strains and keeps at least an 8th just in case you run out. He has made a bouquet with joints and your favorite flowers.
Stoner! Leo who personally makes glassblown pipes, bongs, and dab rigs for your collection. There’s always a backup for your backup.
Stoner! Leo who always rolls for you as a sign of affection. Even if you can, he’ll say something like “I don’t want your hands to get all sticky”
Stoner! Leo who agrees with you when you say “these edibles ain’t shit” and takes another one. That was the quietest you’ve ever seen him.
Stoner! Leo who becomes overly clingy to you. You finished up with skin care when you felt a familiar lean yet warm arms slither their way around your waist. His low eyes looked at you while slightly blushed face settled in the crook of your neck.
Stoner! Leo who already can his twice his weight, eating quadruple his weight. His already fried brain short-circuits when you offer to feed him some of your food.
Stoner! Leo who likes watching shows like Peppa Pig, Baby Einstein, and SpongeBob. You can’t help but laugh from both the show and your boyfriend.
Stoner! Leo who whispers sweet nothings in your ear while you’re snuggling in his chest. Things about your future together, date ideas, his favorite aspects of you is all he can think about. (He almost proposed the first few times you guys got high together).
Stoner! Leo who wakes up with a dry mouth and curls sticking out in every direction. As he wipes eyes, the first thing that caught his eye: You. The way you held onto him like a teddy bear as you self soundly. He laid back down and peppered you with morning kisses on your face.
A/N: Sorry for lowkey disappearing :( I was locked in studying and taking the MCAT (for my homies not in America: that’s the test you have to take in order to get into medical school). Anyways I hoped you like this and I’ll see you soon 🥰
Characters: Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, Leo Valdez, Frank Zhang
Summary: How the HoO boys would react to their partners liking heavy music!
Warnings: the use of y/n, my grammatical ability, MENTIONS OF WEEZER
Word Count: 2.7k
ALSO ALSO ALSO my requests are open so pls pls pls send some in !!
Percy Jackson
In the books, Percy is a big fan of like '80s rock because that’s what Sally plays, and those are the CDs that she has around, so I don’t think that it would be too far-fetched for him to end up liking heavier rock music
Odds are, when he starts to get like angsty in the later books, he starts listening to heavier rock music anyway
So when you get the aux on the drive to camp half-blood and you start playing Sleeping with Sirens, he’s all “oh wait I know thi—”
Doesn’t even finish his sentence before he blows out everyone’s eardrums because he needs to be singing along off-key and with a strained voice, and he is not sorry at all
But anything heavier than bands like Sleeping with Sirens/Pierce the Veil/Bad Omens (I'm so sorry I'm writing this at 4 am, I can't think of any other bands, but you get the idea) he isn’t very familiar with
He 100% has a superiority complex when it comes to music, cause his mom introduced him to the music he likes now, so of course, 80s rock music is in fact the best music… but whatever it is that you listen to is a close second
“Y/N, I think that Pierce the Veil is great, but Led Zeppelin is so much better, I’m putting them on after this.”
“Can’t we just listen to one album all the way through?”
“… no.” Cue his evil smirk as he changes the music.
Percy WILL go to concerts with you because odds are he also wants to go with you
already have a vision in my head of Percy moshing at a rock festival somewhere in the middle of nowhere, upstate New York, that you managed to find tickets for
He literally grew up in nyc, he would totally be down for basement shows or ones in dive bars
The lock screen of his phone is a 0.5 selfie that he took of you guys in a super crowded show at a random dive bar in Brooklyn
As long as you were there with him and enjoying yourself, he probably wouldn’t even care if he didn’t know the bands or didn’t like the music itself
He would be so fun to go to concerts with, like yeah, he would carry all your stuff too
Percy would let you have aux in the car even when he drives because he likes the music you play
My man would love Tyrants by Sleeping With Sirens (currently listening to this song as I write these lmao)
If you’re more into grunge, he would scoff at first (cause he’s convinced that 80s rock is superior to literally everything) but then quickly eat up Alice in Chains and Silverchair
He cried when you told him that, like almost all of the lead singers of the big grunge band from the 90s that you showed him are dead
“What do you mean that Layne Staley is dead, Y/N? Couldn’t you have told me that before I started listening to them?!"
Driving from the city all the way out to Long Island together would go so hard, it’s just you guys going back and forth from 80s/70s rock music, and then 90s grunge, and then early 2000s rock music.
By the time you two get back to CHB, you'll both have lost your voice ‘cause you were scream-singing for five hours driving from Manhattan all the way down to Long Island
Percy is literally so in love with you the entire time, trying to drive and watch you sing at the same time is not a good combo for him, he almost swerves into the divider like three times before he decides to lock in
Jason Grace
This poor, poor man
In my head, the only music that Jason puts on with his own free will is like smooth jazz and soft rock so when you offer to drive him somewhere he needs to go and you hook up your phone to the car and a Korn song starts playing Jason goes into fight or flight and quite literally flies out of your car
He panicked and flew right out through the sunroof like
“What the hell was that noise?”
“That was music, Jason.”
“That sounded like someone was banging metal pipes together and growling, Y/N, growling.”
I am fully convinced that the heaviest song that Jason will listen to voluntarily is song 2 by Blur
He is the complete opposite of Thalia, he cannot handle the sound of a double kick drum
Like, mostly because when he isn’t actively fighting, why would he want to listen to something so aggressive?
Which is like fair, but if you showed him Linkin Park after showing him something like Knocked Loose, you could be like “wow, this is so much lighter”
The only heavier music that you can get him to willingly like is Linkin Park, but that’s because he’s hella sad and listens to the lyrics instead of just vibing
You’re all “I TRIED SO HARD AND SO FAR BUT IN THE END IT DOESN’T EVEN MATTER !!!” 🗣️🗣️🗣️
But Jason is like “I tried so hard… and got so far… but in the end… it doesn’t even matter…” 😔😔😔
Like that’s lowkey it though, I do not think that he would enjoy listening to any other sort of metal/hard rock music, but he would soldier through for you
You show him Radiohead, starting with the softer stuff and when he’s like “yes, now this is music,” you know that he’s hooked on the pathetic sadness that is Thom Yorke and you show him other Radiohead songs that are more adventurous for him and THAT is like toeing the line for him
THAT BEING SAID
You do manage to drag him to concerts and festivals by showing him videos of what the pit looks like during the song you’re looking forward to
“What do you mean you want to be fighting for your life while trying to enjoy the music?”
“It’s fun!”
“You can’t be serious—“
“Bet your bottom dollar.”
“… then I’m coming with you.”
He tries so hard to have fun for you, but man is stressed the entire time (he does carry all of your stuff though, cause in my head he wears cargo shorts and he uses those pockets)
Begs you not to go into the pit because then he would have to go in with you
You go anyway, of course he follows, and then realizes that he’s taller than everyone there and can see the tops of everyone's heads, and suddenly maybe he was being a bit dramatic / over-protective
Jason has a decent time waiting in line, getting merch, etc., until the band starts actually playing music
HE WILL BE SHIELDING YOU FROM PEOPLE IN THE PIT WITH HIS BODY
Like standing behind you, arms wrapped around you, head on a swivel
He sleeps for ten hours after the concert
You have a selfie of the two of you, and it’s you having the time of your life while Jason looks like he’s trying so hard not to sweep the entire band away with a particularly strong gust of wind (he doesn’t)
You absolutely gang up with Thalia to bring Jason to as many shows and festivals as possible to get him acclimated, like people do when they get a puppy and the trainer tells you to take them to as many different places as possible so that they get used to it
You and Thalia drag Jason to a Green Day concert, and he doesn’t hate it, but that’s probably because he’s with you and his sister, and your good mood rubs off on him too (and bc Green Day is not that heavy, it’s a good introduction for him)
You show Jason Deftones, but songs like Sextape (“y/n, that’s kind of a crude name for a song, no?”), No Ordinary Love, Diamond Eyes, Passenger, Rosemary, and he actually doesn’t mind it
That’s how you get him to a Deftones concert, and you convert him just enough to where you have found a middle ground, and it’s all of the less hectic Deftones songs
You don’t get pit tickets for the show cause they’re hella expensive, and he actually has the time of his life because he isn’t trying to keep both of you from getting trampled
It’s definitely like how dads will say that they don’t want to watch a movie, but then end up standing behind the couch for twenty minutes looking at the TV until they sit down and lock in
Jason does that at the concert and is like “I mean it’s better than the other one, I like these seats much more… oh that’s kinda cool… they sound much nicer live…” and then he’s standing up with you out of the seats and bobbing his head a little bit, mouthing the words that he knows (he is having a phenomenal time)
He has a picture of him kissing you while they played Mascara, and it’s in his wallet now
I don’t mean to make him sound so boring because I love metal and all that, and Jason is literally my husband, but heavier music is just not his scene, I think
Jason seems like he’s the kind of guy to listens to music to calm down, so listening to heavier rock music isn’t something that he would have done on his own
But ultimately, if you like it and have fun listening to it, he’ll get used to it and think of it as a thing that he does when he’s with his partner
So, of course, he would get Pavlov-ed into thinking of you whenever he was listening to the radio, and a heavier song would come on
“Hey, this song is playing, thinking of you,” texts from him when he’s walking around and hears a kid walking by with the music leaking out of their headphones
Leo Valdez
HE LOVES LIMP BIZKIT FIGHT ME
Leo absolutely has enough angst and pent up feelings to be a Limp Bizkit enjoyer and so when he finds out that you like heavier music—forget it
“Y/N, have you heard this one? It’s much more fun than listening to whatever snooze-fest Jason is listening to right now.”
*Leo starts blasting Rollin’ with an insidious smirk*
He can do an amazing Fred Durst impression no one can convince me otherwise
Leo’s karaoke song is Limp Bizkit’s cover of Faith by George Michael because I can hear him singing “~well I guess it would be nice, if I could touch your body, I know not everybody, has gotta body like me~” in a voice that sounds more like Goofy than Fred Durst because he is quite literally screaming at the top of his lungs
You walk in on him singing My Way to himself in Bunker 9 to hype himself up before he has to go do something important
“Uh— oh, hey Y/N, didn’t see you there—uhm…” *starts doing an interpretive dance to the beat of My Way because he doesn’t know what to do*
You two went to a Limp Bizkit concert and he absolutely dressed up like Fred Durst, long khaki shorts, baggy white shirt, and a backwards red cap (he made you match with him)
You guys listen to the wackiest songs together when you’re with him in Bunker 9 while Leo is working on something
I feel like Leo would like them because of how funky the band is, so I don’t think that he would like other heavier bands
If you play any other kind of heavy music in front of him, he thinks it’s funny, especially if the lyrics are kind of extra.
You get aux in Bunker 9 one afternoon and play Werewolf by Motionless in White, and he laughs at the song
“What—what is this?” Leo is actively trying not to roll on the floor laughing when he hears the electronic voice say “werewolf” in the background of the song
“It’s a song?”
“Is it though?”
Leo, similarly to Percy, has a superiority complex when it comes to music
He truly believes that his music is simply so much better, but he will listen to what you put on… he just won’t be quiet about it
THAT BEING SAID
… Leo listens to Weezer and then has the audacity to tell you that you shouldn’t play Motionless In White or The Plot in You because it’s cringy
“Leo, you’re literally listening to a song called Pork and Beans ???”
“Mhm, and you’re listening to a song called Broadcasting from Beyond the Grave: Death Inc., what’s you’re point?”
You two learn to love each other’s cringey-ness more and more, and suddenly you know the words to all of the Pinkerton album, and he knows a lot more Motionless In White than he would ever admit to anyone who isn’t you
Equal trade
Leo would so be down to go to a concert or a festival with you, even if he didn’t like the band(s), he just likes to spend time with you, and he likes that kind of atmosphere
If you do like a whole makeup look for the concert, Leo is invested
“This is so different from what you usually do… It’s really cool.”
“Well, we’re going to a Motionless In White concert, I do have to look cool, Leo.”
He watches you do your makeup like he’s in a literal trance
Leo becomes your assistant too, handing you whatever you need, he’s just happy to be sitting next to you and being able to look at your face tbh
Frank Zhang
Frank doesn’t even know that there is music heavier than whatever is on the top 50 hits radio station
Whenever you’re in the car with Frank, he always lets you pick the music, even if he’s the one who’s driving
So one day, Frank is driving you somewhere, and you just have to listen to the new Spiritbox album that just came out
Frank hears the first few seconds of the song and ascends
I’m lowkey pretty sure that in like the first pjo book, it’s canon that the ares kids like hard rock/heavier music (I may or may not have just made that up, sue me, I guess), so I’d like to think that the same thing applies to the mars kids
But regardless, Frank most definitely has enough feelings to thoroughly enjoy heavy music
Anyway, back to business
He actually loves the entire song
“Y/N, I need to hear more—who was that?”
“That was Spiritbox, pretty good right?”
“It-it was, that was really cool—“
Frank insists on you showing him more, and it speaks to his soul
Frank was meant to be a bit of a metalhead, sorry not sorry
Like this dude had anger issues that he had to work very hard on to get under control and is a bit pessimistic, but is overall a pretty nice dude who tries his best to be chill, yeah, he was meant to blow off some steam headbanging to some Knocked Loose
You are his guide into metal music, and it’s such a fun thing that you guys do together
You make him little playlists for each band or for a specific vibe, and this man listens and takes notes
“So, I really liked it at 2:54 when the guy did that thing with the guitar—very cool, very cool.”
You get him into Spiritbox, Kittie, and Poppy
He absolutely gets a shirt that says “Spiritbox is my favorite male-backed band”
(It’s a play on how people would say, like “oh yeah, this is my favorite female-led band” instead of just calling it their favorite band)
Frank likes the women artists better than the bands who are just dudes, sorry that’s just a Frank FactTM
He will absolutely go to shows with you and will happily go into the pit because he’s a huge guy, so literally what would there be to worry about?
Frank does enjoy the shows better if you guys are in the stands as opposed to the pit, because he can’t help but feel like he would hurt someone if he were there
He never does, but sitting in the stands just makes him feel a bit more comfortable
You guys make a list of bands you both want to see live and assuming you both are still in New Rome, you get to see most of them pretty quickly (i swear to god all of these bands are always touring in cali)
Frank absolutely goes and finds the tickets himself and will just suprise you with them
"Hey, I found these... the show's in three weeks..."
You and Frank shop for vinyls together all the time since you two like the same music
It turns into a shared collection between the two of you !!!
But if anyone asked Frank who’s vinyls they are he says that they’re all yours cause he’s whipped sorry
Liv Yaps: hey so this came from the depths of my brain and i put this all together at like 5 am after no sleep so idk how in character this is, tbh it's all based off of vibes... personally, i think that all of the hoo boys have gone through a weezer phase (it was never a phase for jason sorry not sorry) but yeah... also if it seems like i'm making fun of any bands i am not all of the artists mentioned in this are ones that i thouroughly enjoy! i may or may not have gone a little overboard with jason but hey what else is new i guess... and i'm also tagging @jjsblueberry for your daily does of leo haha
I'm pretty sure I've done this at some point before and nobody asked but here are my thoughts on the PJO/HOO characters heights!!!! (I saw someone on reddit format theirs like this and thought it was cute so here's my spin on it)
percy: 6'1
annabeth: 5'8
jason: 6'0 (I think it's funny to imagine him and Percy beefing over who's taller. it's... it's Frank. Frank is taller lmao)
piper: 5'9.5 (rounds it down to 5'9)
leo: 5'7 (during the books. 5'9 by the time he's done growing)
frank: 6'4 (post glowup)
hazel: 5'3 (short bitches represent <3)
nico: 5'10 (loses an inch or two from slouching lol)
will: 5'8
c*lypso aka the cinnamon bitch /neg: idk like 5'9 or something. whatever height you imagine a large pile of coconut flake filled dog turds to be!
Apollo kids can hit really high notes like they can scare off monsters with just their yells. Like you gotta pity the mortal parents of those kids having to deal with their tantrums cause damn they could with how high pitched they go.
