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my--moon · 3 months
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hey, another child of dionysus here! do you think you could do a percy x daughter of dionysus one shot 🙏🏼🙏🏼
❝ Daddy doesn't like you ❞
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Pairing; Percy Jackson X Fem!Reader (Child of Dionysus) Warning; mentions of alcohol, making out, disobeying parents (okay, I lied about being none) heavily implied smut (Percy openly says it who am I kidding?) and nude bodies (nude bodies shouldn't always be sexual btw) Based on Camilla Cabello's song “My Oh My” (great song, hits different on Christmas Eve) A/N; tagging my love; @riordanness
Next: Tonight is Ours
Look, (Y/N) may of had a rebellious streak. She may of gotten hurt one too many times. She may of gotten drunk by accident more than once.
But she was a good kid!
And sleeping with the one boy your dad hates is never on someone's to-do list! Not even (Y/N)'s and she loved to piss off her dad!
Why did (Y/N) sleep with Percy? Okay, I can't answer that exactly—mainly because I don't know.
All of last night was a blur—first it was drunken karaoke—then spin the bottle—I think 7 minutes in heaven happened after Travis Stoll hooked up with Katie?
Either way; this was never meant to happen.
“Oh. My. Gods...” (Y/N) mumbled, her eyes widening in horror as she saw the one boy—THE ONE BOY—She wasn't supposed to sleep with... In her bed.
Her plum coloured satin sheets draped over his nude, sun-kissed skin. Her clothes on the floor, and his clothes near by, hanging off a chair by her desk.
She slowly arose from her laying position, trying oh so carefully not to wake him up. The sheets that covered her chest slid down, but (Y/N) caught it just in time.
An arm wrapped around her waist.
(Y/N) yelped at the sudden touch of a cold skinned arm. Percy pulled her back down, her head hitting the plush plum pillow and her face being buried into his bare chest.
Blood rushed to her cheeks. This would take a lot more than just giving dad some cheap wine to get off the hook...
“Stay.” Percy mumbled. A sleepy yet firm voice telling her to stay while he has a death grip on her hips.
You expect her to say no to that?
Their body's moulded around each other perfectly, their skins melting into each other's warmth. Percy nuzzled himself into the crook of (Y/N)'s neck.
“We shouldn't be here..” she muttered.
“I don't care.” Percy replied, shifting around slightly for a more comfortable position. “Who's to stop us?”
“My dad. He hates you.” (Y/N) answered. Small grape vines intertwined in her hair as her emotions deepened.
“He doesn't hate me.” Percy tried to think of an excuse for Dionysus' hatred towards the son of the sea. “He.. okay, yea; he hates me.”
(Y/N) made a face of 'ya don't say' before gliding her palms along the old gashes that scarred his body.
When Percy looked up to see out the window—it was still early morning. Nobody would be up at this hour—maybe the Apollo kids, but they're early birds, whether they like it or not.
“It's too early for anyone to be out.” He commented, before lying his head back down next to hers.
(Y/N) let out a hum, before burying her face in his chest. Thin grape vines wrapping around his bicep. Making him chuckle. “Is this your doing?”
(Y/N) let out purr. “Maybe.” She mumbled, noticing his chuckle and tired yet affectionate eyes. “Y'know... Daddy says you're annoying and arrogant. I don't see what he means.”
Percy let out a low toned laugh at her words. “That didn't stop me from sleeping with his only daughter now, did it?”
(Y/N) lightly blushed and a breathy laugh escaped out from her mouth. “No, it didn't.” She answered.
Both if them knew this wasn't supposed to happen. But if the god of pleasure couldn't handle a small fling that his daughter had, is he really the god of pleasure?
Percy's hands started to get more grabby, groping at her hips and moving his mouth down onto her collarbone.
(Y/N) hummed and giggled at his kisses, gripping at the sheets of her bed holding him gently as he placed passionate bites on her neck and shoulders.
A knock at the door echoed throughout the room. The two's pleasurable and sweaty session was put on hold as they perked up at the sound. Another knock was heard.
The pair froze. “Who's that?” Percy whispered.
“It's can't be Pollux, he's on a quest..” (Y/N) replied, before sitting up straight to look out the window.
Her father, Dionysus stood at the door, his arms crossed and his iconic outfit of a leopard print shirt and denim shorts was present.
“Fuck!” She cursed out, pushing the son of Poseidon off her and grabbing her clothes. She threw Percy's clothes over to him and he frantically got dressed.
“(Y/N)?” Mr. D called out from outside, he knocked again. Percy was now dressed in his CHB shirt and usual shorts, only differences his beaded necklace wasn't there—?
“Uhhh... In a minute, dad!” (Y/N) called back out to her father. She turned back to Percy and motioned to the window. “You need to leave, like right now!”
“C'mon.. he won't care!” Percy argued, before meeting (Y/N)'s glare. “Alright, I'll leave.” He said, before placing a quick kiss on her cheek and sneaking off out the window.
“Oh, and before I forget; thanks for the sex, vino.” He smirked before slipping out of the window. He asked her 'wine' in Spanish.
(Y/N) blushed before fixing up her hair. “Heyyy daddyy!” she said as she flung the door open, having a firm grip on the handle and a fake smile—hopefully he didn't notice.
“Hey, sweet. I've got to talk to you about something.” Mr. D said, wiping his feet on the doormat before entering. He walked over to her messy bed (somehow didn't notice the vines from before) before talking to his daughter.
“Look, (Y/N). You're a smart girl, right? So, you'd understand when I tell you—” Crunch. went beads under the wine God's foot. Dionysus looked down and lifted up his foot.
“Why are Peter Johnson's beads in your room?”
“Um.. I can explain...?”
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moonstonecockatiel · 1 year
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Cursed new PJO thought: what if people shipped Chiron and Dionysus/Mr. D
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basicrese · 4 months
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oh my gods i could cry right now, i really could.
so here's my reactions to the first two episodes of Percy Jackson and the Olympians (long post ahead):
Episode 1
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To start, I know we've seen and heard this from the trailer and sneak peeks already but hearing the line for real from the first episode, oh I almost lost it right then and there. This has been YEARS in the making.
Baby percy already embodying the snark and sass from facial expressions and internal monologue alone, i love him
In a similar regard, I know we've already seen it from sneak peeks but the possible Blackjack cameo made me so happy 🥹
The portrayal of the mist is everything I wanted and more actually
Sally being a Medusa ally, i know that's right!!!!!
"appointment to see Mr. Kane?????" "at D'angelo's??????" They're making me go crazy because all these subtle name drops and I have no idea if they're just tiny easter eggs or if they mean something in the long run 😩😩
the design for Mrs. Dodds as a fury?????? absolutely amazing and I love how they carried that entire scene out; how she was there one moment and gone the next and that Percy didn't suddenly turn into this invincible warrior. It perfectly set up the suspiciousness of what just happened because it all happened so fast and there was no room for Percy to process what actually happened because suddenly no one even knows who she is. BUT YET there's a momentary flicker of guilt and hesitation in Grover's face and curiosity in Mr. Brunner's (just as it was written!). You can almost hear Percy's inner monologue doubting their words because it didn't add up to their body language but simultaneously doubting his narrative too because everyone is proving what he saw otherwise.
"I'm all wet now" as Sally, dripping wet because she had just been basking in the rain, goes to hug him. there is little to none seriousness in this child's body
"You fell in love with God? Like Jesus?" unseriousness.
the very intentional lighting during the goodbye scene in the way it only cast golden on half of Percy and Sally's faces
the depiction of Sally being crushed like ofc we know she's being held captive in the Underworld BUT PERCY DOESN'T AND HE THINKS HE JUST WATCHED HIS MOTHER DIE IN SUCH A BRUTAL WAY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS EYES I COULD SOB LIKE THE WAY HE FOUGHT? THAT WAS ALL RAGE AND DESPAIR.
ngl Percy just dropping names left and right made me so anxious with the whole "names have power thing" HJGKLDSBSG had me going "don't say his name out loud!!" during the car scene
oh that end-credits was gorgeous. and the way it depicts the entire story even ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
the sneak peek of camp after the credits, we're about to eat!!!
i did not realize rick even cameoed until i saw it on twitter help
Episode 2
"You drool when you sleep." SCENE EVERYBODY CHEERED
Mr. D passed out while holding a can of coke is the only way he could have been introduced actually (and the first Peter Johnson!)
The Big House is so pretty???
The vulnerability in Percy's voice when he was asking for help to find his dad i can't do this 🧎🏻‍♀️
THE. CAMP. IT'S SO VAST AND BEAUTIFUL I COULD ONLY DREAM OF TIMES LIKE THESE IN THE PAST. also the way i'm taking it right now is that the cabins are already so gorgeous so when annabeth revamps the place by tlo? they are going to go crazier with the set design i fear
the supposed red herring on the scoring that makes you think luke is gonna bully percy but he's actually a good guy that'll be a mentor figure to him WHEN THAT IN FACT IS THE REAL RED HERRING LIKE IT'S THE GENIUS OVER GENIUS FOR ME
i was kinda lost on who the other guy with luke and percy was at first until i realized it was chris. he doesn't know what'll happen to him when the fourth season rolls around like laugh while u still can chris
percy already advocating for the unclaimed, he has always been a real one!!!
grover you sweet little satyr i need to give him a hug. the protector also needs to be protected 🥹
the way i could tell there would be an answer to the god of disappointment joke help; like they're quips to you percy but they will actually have answers to every rhetorical question you throw their way 😭😭
"ignoring me is one thing, but he doesn't get to ignore you." one thing about percy, his mother always comes first 🙏
i can't get enough over the gorgeous cinematography I CAN'T
dior embodies clarisse's pride and cruelty with such accuracy but she's so pretty i wanna forget how mean she is LMAO
the percabeth dynamics already going so strong i could cry, like that first interaction???
i love ms. annabeth chase so much she is everything to me, the poise! the confidence! the leadership!
the capture the flag sequences oh it was everything
"I am Sally Jackson's son!" EXACTLYYYY
overall, i am going through the motions and it has been absolutely beautiful so far and everything down to the cast, crew, production, set design, costume design, scoring, cinematography has been done immensely well. i can't believe we're actually here 🥹💙
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riverpancakes · 1 year
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Mr. D: Is anyone going to tell me what's going on in here?!
Issac Bailey: It's kind of complicated, but your daughter-
Mr. D: Got it. Forget I asked.
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softestaries · 4 months
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Chiron and Mr D: now that you've trained at camp for one (1) week it's time for you to embark on a quest to retrieve Zeus' lightning bolt and stop all out war from breaking out amongst the Gods.
Percy: are you aware that i am twelve years old
Chiron and Mr D: this is your dad's will
Percy: is he aware that i am twelve years old
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andy-dandy · 4 months
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love seeing the beginnings of perseus "pay your fucking child support" jackson's crusade against the gods' parental negligence problem in ep 1 & 2 of the pjo show. the absolute KING of "my daddy gave me issues so HE'S about to HAVE issues"
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readerconfused · 3 months
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Mr D insisting that Percy's name is Peter and immediately afterwards yelling at the demigods to get the hell out of the camp I LOVE THIS GOD
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uselessnbee · 5 months
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you know i think it would be absolutely hilarious if after some time Percy would get so fed up by Mr. D never calling him by his actual name so Percy would just decide to do the exact same thing to him and start calling him anything but Mr. D/Dionysus
like mr. D would be like "Hey Peter Johnson" and Percy would turn around and with a straight face be like " yes, Dave?" and everyone else is just watching horrified like wtf Percy? do you want to be turned into a cockroach????
or Percy would be talking with someone and be like " Derek told me-"
" who..?"
"you know our camp director? god of wine and all that?"
"......you mean mr. D./Dionysus "
"yeah Dylan...so anyways he told me-"
and then it would become this thing between Percy and Mr. D where they would always try to come up with the most stupid and outrageous wrong names to annoy each other as much as they possibly can
everyone is horrified at Percy and just waiting for Dionysus to smite him but Percy and Mr. D are secretely having a fucking blast
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leah-jeffries · 4 months
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Ongoing List of very tiny details in the pjo show that are ridiculously book-accurate:
The WORD BY WORD narration if the first page
Grover being a vegetarian (as shown in tge scene at the met where Percy wordlessly takes Grovers ham from his sandwich)
The turquoise uniform of the candy shop sally works in that’s hung up on a shelf in the background of the scene between sally & percy in their flat for like 2 seconds
The Chevrolet Cameron Gabe drives
Grover being 24
The minotaur wearing panties
„you drool when you sleep“
Mr. Ds Tiger-Print Shirt
The diet coke in his hand
The satyrs on the strawberry fields
Riptide being a pen with a cap
The fact that percy sleeps on a mat & and a sleeping bag in the floor of the hermes cabin when he first arrives
The number of pearls on luke & annabeths necklaces
Clarisses Cargo Pants & combat boots
Annabeth fixing Percys Armor
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assortedriceballs · 4 months
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They could NOT have picked anyone better to play Mr. D. than Jason Mantzoukas.
Mr. D, (obviously on the best vacation of his life), sippin soda, wearing his shades: "PeTEr JohNsON IS hEre!!!!"
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my--moon · 3 months
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❝ Tonight is ours ❞
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Pairing; Percy Jackson X Fem!Reader (Child of Dionysus) Warning; TEASED SMUT. READ AT OWN RISK PLEASE.. situation-ship? angst A/N; @riordanness, I hope your happy honey. this is your dinner. (Fluff, Angst and Smut) Full course meal
Previous: Daddy Doesn't Like You
The two stated that that wouldn't happen again.
That was a fucking lie. It wasn't long after the "situation" that Percy came back to her cabin.
Knock knock kn-knock knock! He tapped rhythmically against the plum coloured door, the grape vines wrapping against the porch freely. Seems nobody bothers calling a Gardner... Or a Demeter kid.
The child of Dionysus opened the door, clutching a bottle of suspiciously red coloured liquid in one hand and the door in the other.
“Oh great.” She rolled her eyes. (Y/N) looked the sea prince up and down. “What do you want? I'm NOT in the mood for a fuck sess. So this better be good.”
“Relax,” Percy put his hands up in surrender. “I came for a friendly chat... And a drink, whatcha got in that bottle?”
(Y/N) looked down at her bottle, and swished the red liquid around. “Cheap booze.” She answered.
“Uh huh, so it's too expensive for my taste?” He smirked before getting swatted by (Y/N)'s hand.
“The more of a smartass you are, the less booze you get.” She hissed. Percy chuckled before walking into her cabin, silently locking the door behind him.
(Y/N) walked into her bedroom area, with her desk, bed and wardrobe. She fumbled over to her desk chair, the sunsets rays shone through the curtains, casting a wine colour onto the floors.
Percy took a swig of the wine she held. It took him a moment before replying with a look of disgust. “Oh this is horrid.” He said, passing it back to her.
“Told.. you. Cheap.” She said, hating the taste but still taking a sip.
(Y/N) was absolutely stunning in Percy's eyes (even when half drunk). Percy was always a bit of a sucker for moody women, with her (h/c) fluffy hair, with (s/c) skin and features that challenge Aphrodite's...
When she smiles at him, his mind goes blank. He can already see himself doing anything she asks. Whatever she wanted from him, he’d happily offer it up. Who wouldn’t, when looking into her eyes?
“You should smile.” He said offhandedly, his own smile playing at his lips. A mischievous smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“Shut up.” (Y/N) glared.
“C'mon. You're still mad about last time?” Percy questioned, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear her say it.
“Of course I am! You left your necklace and my dad found out! Do you realise how hard it is to convince my dad that I'm not sleeping with you?”
“You mean wasn't.” Percy corrected. “You mean 'that I wasn't sleeping with you'.” Correcting her grammar with a smug smile—made her groan in annoyance.
“Shut. Up. Trout breath.” (Y/N) hissed at him, placing the bottle back on her table.
“Trout breath? I've heard Seaweed Brain, but trout breath is new.” Percy chuckled softly.
“What did I just say?”
Percy rolled his eyes at her defiance and annoyed glare. “Listen, just c'mere.” He beckoned her over.
(Y/N) cocked an eyebrow at before reluctantly standing up and shuffling over to him. “What do you want—”
“You.” He cuts her off, his face inches away from her own.
“Pardon?”
Before she can get a response—Lips smashed together, her eyes widened but quickly close, warm tongues dance in each other's mouths. He grabs her hips and pulls her close.
She holds herself up by grabbing on his bicep. Leaning against the bed, the pair fall on their backs as their lost in their own passion.
For a moment, they break apart, (Y/N) panting and hungry for more. Percy just smirks. “I thought you weren't in the mood for a fuck sess?”
“Shut the fuck up and kiss me.” She replied, gripping onto his collar for leverage. Percy does as he's told.
His lips caressed her own, his palms make their way up and down. Gliding along her waist and hips like she was a delicate jewel.
The sun set as the two's moans and 'delighted' sounds got louder. The (h/c) girl groaned at his tongue in her mouth.
A fist full of the sheets scrunched up in her hands, her head thrown back as Percy removed his tongue from her mouth.
Percy looked at her neck and back at her. “May I, dear?” He asked. (Y/N) nodded, then he started his assault of hickeys on her neck. A low moan escaped from her throat, followed by breathless pants.
“Mmrph...!”
Percy found his way over to her shirt buttons, unbuttoning her shirt. As the piece of clothing slipped out, so did his own shirt.
“Relax, sweetheart. Let me handle it.” He whispered with a grin as (Y/N)'s eyes rolled back.
Outside of the cabin, the grape vines that wrapped around the porch beams—started to tighten and bloom. The grapes ripened almost immediately, the juicy grapes ready to pick.
People outside—who we're heading back to their cabins for their night routines—looked confused at the grapes sudden ripening.
They shrugged off the question—they assumed it was similar to the Demeter kids powers, growing and blossoming depending on their emotions.
Of course, they weren't technically wrong.
As the night washed over the blue sky, and the colours of the day turned dark—The pair inside the Dionysus cabin hadn't stopped.
“Uh~”
“Quiet down, honey.”
The two's drunken states became lust filled and passionate. Their love and alcohol driven states had lead to another night of ecstasy and desire. Another promise broken.
The sound of (Y/N)'s alarm rang throughout the Dionysus cabin. (Y/N) reluctantly arose from her slumber and tried to turn off her alarm clock.
“C'mon..” She groaned, banging on the clock's buttons to turn it off. She moaned in annoyance, as she flung the clock off her beside table, making it crash and break on the hardwood floors of the wine cabin.
(Y/N) looked down at the damage she made, letting out a small 'eh' as she shrugged it off. She fell back and hit the plush pillow. She turned over to find Percy, sleeping next to her.
He started to stir, his eyes flicking open. Spotting (Y/N) looking at him, a grin placed on his lips. His arms snaked around her body—this was all too familiar.
(Y/N) pushed him away. Percy's brows furrowed at her distant behaviour. “Hey.. What's wrong?”
“It's like last time.” She mumbled, grabbing her oversized shirt and slipping it on.
“Not true.” Percy argued playfully. “Your dad isn't knocking at our door. and I haven't called you vino yet.”
“My door.” she corrected. (Y/N) sighed before speaking in a whisper. “Besides.. It's a cycle at this point. You come over, we argue, we fuck, we don't talk for a few days—then it repeats.”
Percy paused, his grin faltered. “Well...” (Y/N) cut him off.
“Percy. Is a hook-up all I'll ever be to you?” She asked, her expression blank but her eyes asking for reassurance.
Percy kept his arms locked around her body, resting his chin on her shoulder, before answering her.
“Look... (Y/N). You're an amazing girl, and I do love you. If your dad didn't hate my guts, I'd 100% call you mine—”
“You've already done that. The hickeys prove it.”
Percy chuckled before continuing. “Yea yea, either way. (Y/N), I do love you. But until your dad comes around, this is all we can do.”
(Y/N) felt better knowing at least this wasn't loveless. “Thank you... Percy. For everything really.”
“I haven't done anything for you though?”
“well... Besides back pain and bruises, you're right.”
“You're an idiot. y'know?”
“oh shush. Now c'mon. If we get up now—guarantee on hot breakfast.” (Y/N) reminded, which made Percy smile and laugh.
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So he met Percy who's just this kid and immediately in no particular order-
Called him by the wrong name
Pretended to be his father while this kid is in absolutely emotional instability after losing his loving mother and in a turmoil over kicking his absentee dad's ass
Wrong name. Again.
Tried to dupe him into breaking the laws set by Zeus because demigods can exploit the loopholes of the gameboard that gods can't
(Still pretending to be his dad btw)
(Still wrong name)
Insisted he take on the quest
Said 'who's Sally Jackson?' 🤷🏻‍♂️ (the absolute slander I swear)
Pretended he's chill and relaxed and laid back
The glint in his eyes when he 'advises' Grover to get over his theories about Sally's assumed death
He's a god. An Olympian. Even trapped by Zeus' laws, even laid back and sipping diet coke. He's a god and barely any better than any of the others.
The fucking switch in his attitude when he gets the glint in his eyes that reminds you he's the fucking God of Madness
Calls Chiron a spoilsport
They couldn't have chosen a better Mr D
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pjosource · 3 months
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echo-stimmingrose · 10 months
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I have funny but first a quick history lesson
In Ancient Athens they had things called ostracons. Basically every year everyone would carve a name of someone they didn't like into a small stone tablet and then submit it. Then they would look at all of the ostracons and if there were too many of one person then they told that person to get tf out. They had ten days to flee Athens and couldn't come back for ten years.
So now I would like you to imagine Dionysus doing a pseudo version of this at Camp Half-blood every month because we all know he LIVES for the drama. (He's stuck there for a hundred years he might as well have some fun)
He would hand out stone tablets (it was very important to him that the names were carved don't ask why) and every person at camp would write a name.
Whoever had their name written down the most would be sent to live in a cabin in the woods for two weeks. If they survived they would be allowed to return to camp.
Mr. D always makes sure there's a crowd around to witness their walk of shame and he takes a picture of said person every month. He keeps them hung up on a wall in the big house.
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sadiekqne · 4 months
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jason mantzoukas was such a divine choice for mr. d. after watching him as adrian pimento in brooklyn 99 i can completely believe that man can embody the god of ritual madness, religious ecstasy, and schedule 1 narcotics
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