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genz420 · 1 month
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Cabin 7 Headcannons ☀️ 🎵
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Very crowded cabin
Well, before the war, it was
After 
Well 
Let's just say you won’t be sleeping on the floor like the Hermes cabin
Not all of them are healers 
Or musicians 
Some of poets 
Or they can often guess what is about to happen
Or some are that one kid who is ALWAYS out sick
Because Apollo is the god of healing, he is also the god of disease
The Apollo cabin has the widest range of demigods
Not everyone is a carbon copy 
They don’t all have one common factor 
They feel the closest to their father or mother, when in the sunlight
For the sunlight feels like a warm hug 
And they can imagine that is what it is like to feel the embrace of their godly parent 
They can take solace in knowing that the sun can watch them during the day
Can see their victories 
Can take pride in them
I like to think Apollo does watch his children during the day 
That he isn’t a deadbeat 
No matter what their skin colour is, they always seem to have a glow to them
A warmth 
Clearest skin in camp
I think no matter what the demigod is into, all children are artists at heart 
They are filled with passion
No matter what
They remind me of the song “Out of My League” by Fitz and Tantrums 
Don’t know why 
Get along best with Dionysus, Aphrodite, and surprisingly, Nyx campers the most
I feel like they might have a weight on their chest 
The healer's whole job is to keep their fellow camper alive and well
Children themselves are forced to rise up
They hold themselves to the highest standard out of everyone 
Always the type of person to think they could have done better
Got 100 on a test
Well, I could’ve gotten the bonus question 
But they are also the type to make you feel like you did amazing 
It doesn’t matter what you did 
They will praise you to no end 
They are nice and kind 
But also kind of insufferable 
All depends
The one thing they all have in common if the need for glory 
Because how else will their father notice them
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connisk · 1 year
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Kayla and Austin being swag
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demigodlyquotes · 1 month
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i think we, as a fandom, moved on from the Apollo cabin too quickly.
because wdym they were the second biggest cabin only for 3 to survive after the war?
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queer-little-demigod · 2 months
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i like me better when i’m with you - luke castellan
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summary when a new kid comes to camp, luke gets a bit more stressed than usual, and he goes to his safe space—you.
fic type fluff
pairing luke castellan x fem!Apollo!reader
word count 1.2k
warnings stressed!luke, very much fluff
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dividers from this post of @cafekitsune ! credits to them and do go check out their posts <3
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When people thought of the best swordsman in camp, their first thought was Luke Castellan. The calm Hermes cabin counselor, the one who took every unclaimed camper under his wing. It also meant he was thought of as the only one to beat Clarisse in a fight, the one who had better technique than the others by light years.
But for you, Luke was the sweet boy who brought you flowers every other day, the boy who called you ‘sunshine’ to play around, the boy who held you so gently and kissed you so sweet. To you, Luke was just a soft sweetheart who loved you to the ends of the earth.
But ‘only for you’ as a statement held fast and true with him.
He never acted the same way around other campers the way he acted with you. Not only did they never receive even the slightest easy praise as you did, but they never got that blind trust, that unwavering faith he had in you. Maybe the trust bit was a bit exclusive to Annabeth, but even then that was because they were close. Family.
So it did come to you as a shock when Percy came to camp and that side came out in Luke.
After poor Percy’s unfortunately encounter with Clarisse, you had spotted Luke with him and decided to come over. As the counselor of the Apollo cabin, you additionally decided to help your boyfriend and his new little stray.
“Hey Luke,” you smiled, approaching them both as they talked under the shade of the trees. You leaned your arm against his shoulder, smiling at Percy in a friendly way.
Luke took a second to just look at you. He took in the way the dampened sun kissed your hair, making it shine ever so slightly, the way the shadows fell cleanly on your face to highlight the contours of your face, the way you were so at ease around him and the new camper.
He was so used to seeing you that he only had to take a second to appreciate your features and presence.
“Oh, Percy, meet Y/n, Apollo cabin counselor,” Luke said with a slight smile as he looked at the boy.
You put a hand out to Percy. He did really look like a sweet boy with his soft-looking face, blue-green eyes, and curly gold hair.
“Hey Percy, welcome to camp half-blood,” you smiled. “I’m Y/n, Luke’s girlfriend,”
You could practically hear Luke roll his eyes beside you, his hand resting sneakily against the small of your back as it always did.
“Nice to meet you, Y/n,” said Percy with a small smile.
“Aw, he’s so sweet for a kid on his first day,” you said, looking at Luke, who laughed a bit and looked down, running a hand through his dark curly hair. “What’re you two up to?”
“Nothing much, sunshine, just trying to find out who’s this guy’s godly parent,” Luke shrugged, looking back at you.
“Nice,” you laughed, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “I won’t hold you guys up for too long, though. Don’t worry,”
However, once you left, as usual Luke felt your absence instantly. It wasn’t the literal absence, obviously, which everyone felt, but he always felt like a part of him was missing when he wasn’t around you. As if part of his happiness wasn’t there because in truth, it wasn’t.
It also meant his safe space was not around instantly. It meant that his confidant was too many steps away to be immediate, to be accessible.
So he waited, as always.
He waited for the sun to go down, for the time for responsibilities to go down with it. He waited for the moon to rise, for the sky to turn from cornflower to depthless midnight blue.
The camp was quiet, deathly so, with the distant call of owls from the woods and the rustle of leaves when the scarce wind blew. The night was a mask which cloaked his sounds, his footsteps, his presence, as he walked down the mossy stone pathway into the trees, towards the mirroring lake.
There you sat, the daughter of the sun, looking ever-radiant in the moon’s soft glow. Your body was a silhouette against the silver of the ethereal light, your calculating eyes cast towards the lake, where there seemed another world to mirror this.
Lost in your own thoughts, thoughts which were kept at bay during the sun’s time, you didn’t hear the quiet footsteps, the shift of the pebbles on the lakeside, come up behind you and rest his hands on your shoulders.
“Luke, you scared the hell out of me!” You exclaimed, laughing softly, looking up at him with shining eyes.
He shrugged and sat beside you, leaning back on his palms as his long legs stretched out before him, feet a good way away from the water.
“It wasn’t intentional,” he smiled, looking at you.
Your brows quirked up, amused. “Oh, is that right?”
“Yup,”
“Don’t pop the ‘p’ like that you sound ridiculous,”
“I can never sound ridiculous, I’m too good looking for that,”
“Can’t say I agree,”
He looked at you with mock offence and grabbed you around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him as he ruffled your hair, ignoring your hushed protests and struggles.
You finally squirmed out of his grip, laughing softly.
“You’re such an ass!” You laughed, shoving him by the shoulder.
He winked at you, smiling in that same mischievous way that reminded you that despite his responsibilities, he wasn’t quite the adult he portrayed himself as. He was just 19, not even at legal drinking age, for gods’ sake.
But he had to admit that your laugh was the sweetest, most beautiful thing he’d ever heard in his life. It felt like the spring’s first sun—warm, gentle, and comforting. Perhaps even familiar, he would say.
“Now tell me what’s wrong, love,” you said, your e/c falling to rest on his own, holding what looked like concern.
Was he being concerning? At least he must be, for you to look at him as if his puppy just got run over…
‘Safe space, Luke,’ he reminded himself. ‘She knows you too well, she gets you,’
He sighed and nodded, “Well, for starters, Percy’s still unclaimed and will not let the whole ‘where is my dad’ thing go,”
“Baby, he’s 12, of course he’s in shock, he can’t just let things go,” you said.
Of course, Y/n L/n, the voice of straightforward reason.
“I know but…” he sharply let out a breath, trying to find the words which were on the tip of his tongue but were stuck in his throat. “He’s just…he’s not accepting things the way they are. He’s so damn persistent, constantly questioning the way things work.”
You moved closer to him, moving such that you could sit behind him and pull him close to you, letting his back rest against you while your legs stayed on either side. He felt your hands start to play with his curls, fingertips running over his scalp gently.
His whole body tingled, his skin warmed from your touch. Not only was it because you kept your own skin a little warm on cold nights like this but because of how soft you were with him, because of how gentle your touch was. Because he felt a blush creep along his cheeks at the familiarity of the gesture, at how affectionate you were.
“But look, it means that I’m answering questions that no other camper’s asked me before, and I don’t know how I feel about that…unpredictability,” he explained, staring out at the lake. “Plus with day after’s capture the flag and with my training schedule being booked up back to back, I cannot handle those questions because they need time to be thought over and I don’t have that kind of time,”
Your hands in his hair paused as an amused tone came with your words, “…is Luke Castellan admitting to me, Y/n L/n, that he’s stressed? You stressed, baby, is that it?”
He laughed at the way you talked, like he was a child, with that sweet tone, higher pitch, and general air of playfulness.
“No, I’m not,” he protested, looking up at you, a small smile dancing on his lips as he laughed softly.
Gods, his laugh was everything. You enjoyed the rise and fall of it, his deep voice vibrating through your body with how close he was. It wasn’t explosive, nor was it polite. It was just him being a kid, him being himself, unrestrained by the image of a calm and reserved counselor that he had on most of the time.
“That’s a lie,” you smirked, giggling softly, tilting his head back so he could look at you properly.
He smiled a bit, as your finger traced up the line of his scar, and he stuck his tongue out at you jokingly.
“Fine, tell me more. Get it all of your chest,” you winked, leaning down to kiss his forehead softly.
So he talked all his worries away, till the moon rose high and the water stopped rippling. He talked till his throat ran dry and his eyes started to droop as sleep’s staying caress enveloped you both.
“We should get back,” you yawned, feeling him sit up and out of your arms.
He nodded, rubbing at his eyes with his knuckles. “Yeah, we should…”
He, as a gentleman, stood up first and helped you up, smiling at you as you dusted yourself off and followed him back through the quiet woods and to the cabins. You looped your hand through the crook of his elbow, resting your head against his shoulder affectionately every now and then, smiling up at him.
The trees weren’t as quiet as the night, nor was the grass, as the crickets chirped softly amidst the foliage, and the leaves rustled with the slightest bit of wind that danced through them.
“Can I bother you for a little kiss before we go back to our cabins?” You asked, standing in front of him at the split in the road which led to the Apollo cabin and Hermes cabin.
Luke thought about it for a moment just to tease you, earning a whack on the arm from your end and a laugh.
“Obviously,” he chuckled, pulling you closer by your wrist, his other arm coming up to encircle your waist, as your head tilted up for your lips to meet his in a soft kiss.
His hand left your wrist to cup your cheek while your arms rested around his neck, holding him such that he stayed down a bit to your level. Your lips moved in sync, the action already a habit with the number of times you both had kissed in the past two years of you both dating.
Despite that, butterflies erupted in your stomach at the way his lips felt against yours, the way he held you so tenderly.
Once air became a problem you both had to pull away, and a light blush dusted your cheeks.
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning then,” you smiled, winking at him.
“No doubt, sunshine,” he smiled back, ruffling your hair gently, earning a sound of protest from your end as well.
“You know I hate that nickname,”
“Too bad, sunshine,”
All you could do was roll your eyes and press a soft kiss to his cheek before turning back and heading back to the Apollo cabin on soft cat feet, making little noise as you fell into your covers, giggling softly at the ghost feeling of his lips back on yours.
Stuff was better when he was with you.
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Hi! I t’s me, Lea! I hope you liked this imagine, feel free to request <3 the ending is a bit eh but otherwise I hope you liked it <3
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amiti-art · 9 months
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Here he is! I made a design for Asclepius so I had to make one for Aristaeus too 🐝
I think it's kinda funny that his mother, Cyrene, is a great warrior and she can defeat a lion with her bare hands (Apollo fell in love with her after witnessing that btw) while Aristaeus is just chilling there with his bees and sheeps peacefully.
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And here's a bonus drawing with Apollo because if Asclepius gets one, his brother gets one too 💛
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cabin10diaries · 7 months
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i dont think yall get how obsessed i am with jason and heras relationship like. jasons own mother and father didnt care for him but he won over the favor of his fathers WIFE who usually hates all of his bastard children ??? by just bein g a guy. she CRIED OVER HIS DEATH. the goddess of marriage cried over the death of her husband's child that was a result of him cheating on her AGAIN. and she was attached to him in ways gods usually arent, like even poseidon and percy. hephaestus and leo. the only people who come close are toa apollo and his kids. she genuinely loved jason like a son, and jason had never had that sort of parental love except from a goddess that usually hates kids like him
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audreyscribes · 4 months
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Ω PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS Ω MAJOR GODS DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST📜
DISCLAIMER: These headcanons were written before the airing of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians TV show, and are primarily based on the books.
[PJO MINOR GODS DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]
[Ω PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS MASTERLIST Ω WORKS MASTERLIST]
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🍇DIONYSUS🎭 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
👟HERMES 🐍 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
⚒ HEPHAESTUS🔥 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🕊APHRODITE💖 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
⚔ARES🐗 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🌕ARTEMIS🏹 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
☀APOLLO🎶 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🦉ATHENA🧠 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🌾DEMETER🌽 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
⚡ZEUS⚡ [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
💀HADES💎 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🌊POSEIDON🔱 [TUMBLR] [AO3] [WATTPAD]
🔥 HESTIA 🏠 [TUMBLR] [AO3]
👑HERA 💒 [TUMBLR] [AO3]
*1/12/2024: Will update the links as I upload the appropriate works. Those with the links will have red text.
*2/9/2024: All the Major Gods are now written for!
*2/27/2024: Hera is now included
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latinopercy · 1 year
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the fact that these three barely interact outside the sword of hades. i'm living in riordan's walls. (sketch from this week's episode of monster donut!)
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avocadrawz · 8 months
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It’s my night shift again and it's raining so bad the electricity acted up. I have a gut feeling that things are about to get chaotic but I had a whole peaceful afternoon to draw solangelo💕🍋
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fayvpor · 2 months
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“im so sick of running as fast as i can
knowing that i’ll get there quicker if i was a god again”
-lester papadolophus in toa, probably
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soapywankenopy · 2 months
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frank zhang is the type of guy to slide and fall on a banana
jason grace is the type of guy to say "he's right behind me isn't he?" when he suspects someone is right behind him (it's not ironic)
reyna avila ramirez arellano is the type of girl to use the term "girlboss" unironically
hazel levesque is the type of gal to doodle horses and ponies and unicorns, etc. in her school book when she's bored in class
dakota is the type of guy to chug his beverage and then sigh and say "i needed that"
octavian's the type of guy to rub his palms together when he's thinking
lavinia asimov is the type of gal to use bubblegum flavored toothpaste
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connisk · 1 year
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apollo kids just chilling with apollo subtly watching over them
 few years before the battle of Manhattan
the charachters from left to right: Kayla Knowles, Michael Yew, Austin Lake, Laura Piper (not my oc) (the older one) and under her is Riley (oc). then its Tzvi (oc), Joy Norris (not my oc), under her is will solace and the last is Lee Fletcher. it’s not all the demigods, but just the one who were at camp at the moment.  the crow is obviously Apollo The charachters of Joy and Laura aren’t mine
they belong to tsari ( @tsarinatorment ) who has some a very impresive collection of all the demigods from the 20s to 2017 which is 67 demigods total. again, very impressive. 
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vicslllla · 16 days
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Many children don't know what cassettes are because they're not used very often anymore. Nico di Angelo doesn't know what they are either; not because he's young, but because he's old
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anaklusmos-posting · 9 months
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Harry Potter V Percy Jackson
Harry: expelliarmus!!
Percy: oh no, my sword!! What ever will I do?!? *takes riptide out of his pocket*
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I like to imagine that one day Apollo WAS SO madly in love with Kayla's father that he looked him in the eye and said: "I want to have a child with you" 🥹
Darren of course looked at his silly - adorable boyfriend and laughed assuming he was just saying something silly - adorable
And after two months Apollo announces that he is pregnant.
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saladbroth · 2 years
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no because why did i forget that nico can silence the ghosts in camp jupiter by just putting a finger to his lips???? that's so cool??? this boy is so fucking powerful????
highkey will sometimes forgets that his boyfriend is not just a depressed loser who likes to cuddle and talk about games or whatever but actually insanely powerful and then they're walking around in new rome and the ghosts are being loud and overestimating and nico just goes hush and they all immediately cannot talk anymore and will is like damn bro how tf did you do that???
anyway yes because i keep forgetting will also forgets how cool his boyfriend is i don't make the rules
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