#percy pjo

[calliopequills]

Forcing my elder sister to watch Percy Jackson and her actually getting invested in it despite her claiming she's not into "kid's show" only for her to fangirl over Luke at every chance.

#cantevenblame

[dialdrcnk]

PJO SEASON THREE TRAILER JUST CAME OUT I’M GETTING FED

[narwhals-randomness]

Can we talk about how the trailer music for season 3 is everybody wants to rule the world… like, that was one of the MAIN songs you saw edits of pjo to years ago agdheye

I loved the trailer sm

[himejoshidreamer]

Did disney drop another doomsday teaser? Yes. Do I care? No. Why?

Becasue they dropped the trailer for s3 of percy jackson!!!!

Look at my babies 🥺

Im not ready for percy on a war path, he's gonna burn it all down!!! Also Thalia facing off against ares yes pls.

[kasimeros-shilly]

An alternate universe where nothing makes sense according to the canon.

Zeus: I KNOW YOU STOLE MY LIGHTNING BOLT AND I DEMAND YOU RETURN IT, THIEF!

Poseidon: Wait, what? You lost your symbol of power?

Zeus: DON'T COME TO ME WITH EXCUSES, THIEF.I KNOW YOU STOLE IT AND I DEMAND ITS RETURN OR THERE WILL BE WAR

Poseidon: brother, have you forgotten that one god cannot steal from another god? (Wondering if Mom dropped him as a baby or if Ares hit him too hard when Athena emerged from his head)

Zeus: Don't give me any excuses, brother! I already know your son did it!!

Poseidón: Triton? He's a god too, so he couldn't either, and even if it were possible, the boy is too rigid to relax a little. Bah, I told Amphitrite it wasn't a good idea...

Zeus: NOT YOU, YOU OTHER BRAT!! The one you have hidden away

Poseidon: Kymepoleia? I mean, I told him to stay in ancient Atlantis as punishment for that typhoon last time until he learned to handle an observation without starting a war over it. But I don't think it was enough for...

ZeusI'M NOT TALKING ABOUT ANY OF YOUR IMMORTAL OR SEMI-IMMORTAL BRATIES!I'M TALKING ABOUT YOUR NEW MORTAL BRAT YOU'VE SO CAREFULLY HIDDEN FROM ME!(Dramatic thunderclaps before the revelation)

Poseidon: Wait, what?

Zeus : that's right, Poseidon, I've discovered your secret son. You had him very well hidden, huh? But rumors always travel fast, so you have no excuse now. Your new brat will return my lightning bolt. And he will present himself as the thief, and perhaps I will forgive his existence and his audacity in robbing me...

Poseidon: You mean Perseus?.... You think Perseus is the thief?....

Zeus : Don't try to deceive me, Poseidon, I know you and your Kindred are capable of such things, so bring him before me and show the thief to everyone with my lightning bolt, and perhaps I will forgive his existence!

Poseidón:.....

Zeus: You have until the solstice, otherwise there will be war!

Weeks later on Mount Olympus

Hestia: Brother, peace please

Hera: Our sister is right, husband. perhaps Poseidon isn't the only thief; we can explore other possibilities. I've already sent the Court of the Winds to investigate.

Zeus: No!!! If Poseidon is so proud of his theft, let him show it off to everyone as the thief he is.....

The council chamber doors are brutally flung open and Poseidon enters with a mocking, proud grin, holding something

Zeus: But look who decided to honor us with their presence, you decided to return to me the lightning bolt that you, the thief, stole for yourself

Poseidon: Not exactly, little brother –he exclaims mockingly- I present to you all the terrible thief!!! Perseus Alexander Jackson!!!!.....(He raises his arms holding a 7-month-old baby in a starfish costume)

Baby Percy : bah bah bah bahh (moving feet excitedly)

Olympic Council:.....

Poseidón: Oh yes, he's a terrible thief, he takes everything that glitters before his soon-to-be-stained teeth, though he's currently making room for them. But don't be fooled, he's as ferocious as a barnacle.

Baby Percy: bah bah bah

Zeus: .... Are you mocking me?...

Poseidón: Not at all, brother. You told me to bring you your thief, and here he is. My living mortal son, Perseus Alexander Jackson, currently seven months and three days old, is a terrible thief to his mother and me it constantly steals our hearts, oh, what a pain...

Baby Percy He continues to babble, looking at everything shiny in the room and laughing about it.

Hera:.... Are we in favor of searching for the thief again, making it clear that Poseidon's son is not the thief, and gathering all our strength to start the search from scratch once more?

The entire Olympic Council: granted

Baby Percy is happy because his dad took him on an adventure and is excited to see everything.

This is the costume Perseus was presented in.

[stfu-syn]

"Touch her and die" and its all dark romance like put some respect on my boy percy's name

[maverick-auo]

Prompt: Cucumber

Percy Jackson was bored. That was probably a bad thing to say, especially at his grandfather’s funeral, but that didn’t make it less true. Besides, the old man had been a huge dick, so really, he was being polite in only calling this whole ordeal boring. But, you know, don’t speak ill of the dead and all that.

He took a sip of his water and grimaced. He kept forgetting there was cucumber in it, because of course his grandfather would arrange for a final ‘fuck you’ to his least liked grandson after he croaked. Well jokes on you old man, Percy would get to leave after this, while your ass was worm food.

Percy heaved a sigh, loosening his tie ever so slightly.

Worst of all though, he was stuck at the kids table. He was 18! That was pretty much an adult, but no, gotta sit with the little kids. And not even his many (many) cousins that were around his age, the actual kids. At least the seat next to him was empty—

The chair moved, a pale olive hand pulling it backwards. Percy’s eyes followed, moving from chair, to hand, up an expensive looking three piece suit—that made his rental look even more ill-fitting in comparison—before settling on long, dark curls half pulled back, what remained hanging loose like silk and framing an angelic face.

“Hope you don’t mind,” the man said, a smirk alighting on plush pink lips. His voice was pleasant, with a faint accent Percy couldn’t place. He was definitely older than Percy, but not nearly his mom’s age. Looked about the age Luke had been, when he’d died.

The man raised a dark brow, questioning, eyes that were so dark they seemed black lighting up with faint amusement—and Percy realized he hadn’t replied.

“N-not at all,” Percy managed to say with the minimum of stammering. His eyes still locked onto the older man’s form as he took a seat. The man flashed him a smirk, noticing his staring, and Percy quickly grabbed his water and took a sip as an ill-thought distraction. It didn’t quench his thirst.

“Family?” Percy asked, his voice faint. 

The man snorted, another smirk curling his lips.

“No.” Percy’s heart skipped a beat. “I’m the undertaker. Just came to… pay my respects. And you?”

“He, he was my grandfather…”

“Hmm. I’d say, ‘sorry for your loss’, but…” He trailed off, dark eyes roving Percy’s features hungrily, before he leaned in and whispered: “I don’t think you’d appreciate that, would you?”

Percy froze, heat rising in his guts and settling on his cheeks. Oh no, he thought to himself as the man chuckled, he’s hot.

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@percicomicrofic