Maria Di Angelo: ...and then the brothers divided the realms, to Zeus the sky, to Poseidon the sea, and to Hades the underworld.
A young Nico: But why did they fight?
Maria: You tell me! Don't you fight with your sister?
Nico: [giggles] I always share with Bianca!
Maria: Good boy. Always look out for each other. Together, you are unstoppable.
In the strange hotel one day Nico is distracted from his big sister. Don't run off, Bianca chides.
He's entranced by a card game kids are playing - a game of ancient gods, heroes, and monsters!
The siblings may not remember their past, but, as Nico points excitedly to the images on the cards, Bianca smiles.
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PJO OC Headcanon: Ciel Ambrose Silverstein and Siblings ft. Lou Ellen Blackstone & Alabaster C. Torrington
When Ciel was claimed Lou Ellen was astonished to learn she had another sibling especially one who seemed so unique. She could tell Ciel had potential with magic and after having him try to copy her simple feats with no issue she began ramping her half brother training to eleven. Granted, all children of Hecate have a strong ability and affinity for magic however Lou Ellen knew he was stronger, probably stronger than her and given a war was coming up soon she’d have to train him fast.
Lou Ellen and Ciel both get along with each other fairly well and pulled mild pranks on each other and other campers. One instance, she and he would prank the Ares cabin for picking on one of their younger siblings so they made the boar heads on the Ares cabin snap at the Ares kids for a week. Only stopping their spell after Clarice lost a bit of hair and her bandanna, resulting in the siblings climbing a tree and hiding their for a few hours.
During the Second Titan War, Ciel when he was serving as distraction for his team of archers to escape he was cornered by Alabaster C. Torrington and many other children of Hecate. Alabaster tried convincing Ciel he doesn’t need to serve Olympus and asked what has they done for him. At this point, Ciel wasn’t so loyal to Olympus but his friends he made at camp had his loyalty. Eventually, Ciel played dumb with Alabaster before escaping after sneezing but was using a spell of fire wall to blind them before escaping into the New York sewers.
Around the time Ciel is fifteen, he runs into Alabaster again who despite his disdain for Olympus had given up on trying to convince his siblings to fight. Instead, Alabaster was on a journey to try and find his siblings through the world and helping them to safety of Camp Half Blood or Camp Jupiter. Alabaster gives Ciel plenty of advise and even a spell to limit monsters abilities to track him. Ciel uses it himself when he’s home for the safety of his father.
Ciel during his time of later taking over the Hecate cabin as its counselor is visited by Lou Ellen and Alabaster, both of whom wanted to train with on the magic they’ve learn and help with his swordsmanship skills. The two older siblings decide to test their younger brother but decided to make it a traditional thing for the Hecate cabin and it’s new counselors: a test of temperament, magic and combat skill to determine who will be take the reins of their siblings.
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The way Percy Jackson kisses
long lasting.
Hes on the swim team and can breathe underwater. His kisses are so long you feel faint.
His lips are somewhat moist but somewhat dry, he tastes like seawater.
He presses himself closer to you. When you move back, he comes closer and presses harder.
Loves to hear you make some noise while he kisses you--it gives him a confidence boost. He can't really tell if he's doing a good job or not.
Likes to watch you too, keeps his eyes open at some point. If you open your eyes during the kiss, youll just see him give you the most intense eyes ever.
No shame, will kiss in front of others, especially when he feels emotional because he loves you so much.
Keeps his hands on your hips too. Likes the warmth of your body.
When you stop kissing he just loves seeing your face blush. When you get flustered and shy he gets turned on
flirts with his eyes. (dont ask how, he just looks at you and your face gets hot and it feels like hes flirting with you even though hes not). his eyes are just such an intense green color, it feels like he can read your thoughts and can tell what type of effect he has on you.
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A LIFE WITHOUT YOU ISN'T A LIFE AT ALL
summary: the aftermath of your injury. [percy jackson x reader]
author's note: finally on break so hopefully i can post more?? also i wrote this all in one sitting so i hope it makes sense...
percy jackson can take physical pain. he’s used to it. he’s seen everything in the book, from blood to broken bones, and it’s become easier to digest over the years. yet, what he can’t ever seem to get over, is the sight of you hurt. there’s nothing that could ever prepare him for the inevitable moments where your life would hang in the balance. today just happened to be one of those moments.
first, percy heard the screams, then he saw the blood. it was a strategically crafted ploy to hit him where it hurt—you. honestly, if you asked percy, he wouldn’t be able to tell you anything of what had happened in the following moments. all he knows is that he fought like hell to get you back.
“y/n,” a familiar voice pleads, “wake up, please, wake up,” fuzzy. everything was fuzzy. but then there was the familiar scent of lemon verbena—the candle will always lights in the infirmary. your hands begin to roam as you feel the cotton bed sheets, why are you in the infirmary? your eyes shoot open and immediately meet percy’s. he seems to be frantically talking, but you can only hear the ringing in your ears.
all of a sudden your hearing rushes back, and you really wish it hadn’t. people shouting orders and people crying over their loved ones wasn’t necessarily what one would want to wake up to. percy’s eyes widen in relief as he kisses your hand, “thank the gods. i almost thought i lost you.”
pause. you and annabeth were supposed to be leading the charge against the monsters on the northern borders of camp. where is she? how is she? despite being in no condition for sitting up, or for anything in that matter, you attempt to get up, “percy, i- me and annabeth, i need to get back,” an excruciating flash of pain pulses in your gut and you cry out.
percy immediately ushers you to lay back down on the bed, “y/n you need to-”
“no percy,” dazed, you fight against his hold, ignoring the burning pain, “please, let me go. annabeth, she needs my help and i can’t just-”
“y/n,” he interrupts, his voice ever so slightly raised, “listen to me,” percy cups your face in his hands, forcing you to look at him. blood. there was so much blood on his face. then you notice the wild look in his eyes, “you’re okay. annabeth is okay. everyone is okay. it’s over, we won.”
you slowly nod as you take everything in. everything hurt. you had a relentless pounding in your head and an awful pain in your stomach, “what happened?”
percy pulls in a chair and closes the curtain around your bed, “from what i’ve heard from annabeth, your team arrived at the planned meeting spot, and instead of the couple dozens of monsters you guys expected…there were hundreds. i guess they somehow knew that you were assigned the northern border so they-”
“they focused all their divisions on the northern border, where i was,” you realize. it makes sense, and quite frankly, it was a good plan. why go for the rest of the camp when you could aim for the one person percy cares for the most? you sigh as you sink your head back into the pillow, a potent mixture of guilt and frustration eating at you.
percy takes your hand into his, rubbing his thumb over your bruised knuckles. he knows all too well what it’s like to be in this position, “y/n please don’t be so hard on yourself. nobody knew that this would happen.”
you purse your lips, “i know, i just can’t shake the feeling that i could’ve done something differently. i mean look around, this is the busiest i’ve seen the infirmary since the last titan war. and you, you’re hurt too,” your arm weakly raises to wipe away a bit of crusted blood on percy’s cheek. you don’t think you could ever forgive yourself if percy died because of you.
“y/n, you did everything you could. and besides, we can’t control everything, especially when it’s war. we knew the risks the moment we decided to fight back,” his hand meets yours as you caress his face.
you sigh, “you’re right. thank you percy.”
he gives you a reassuring nod, “and i’m okay, i promise, i already got everything looked at,” he adds, “will said i should be back to normal within a few days.”
you hum in approval and you two lapse into comfortable silence. percy opens his mouth as if to say something, but lets it fall shut. instead, he reaches for your hand again, holding tightly as if you were to fly away at a moments notice. you look at your boyfriend, finding him deep in thought, “percy what’s wrong?”
his gaze falls to the floor and a few moments pass before he lets out a shaky sigh, “i was just so scared. i mean, when i got there, i found you and you were just laying there,” he pauses, his brows furrowed and lips pursed, “i don’t think i’ve ever ran so fast in my entire life,” percy’s voice was barely above a whisper.
your heart begins to ache knowing how hard this affects him. but you also can’t help feeling happy knowing that percy feels so strongly for you.
“then when i got you here, even will was concerned, and you know how good he is. and then he was working on you for hours, and there was so much blood and i just…” he pauses before looking at you, his eyes swimming with desperation, “i've realized that i can’t live without you. so please-”
“percy," you grasp his shoulder tightly, almost as if proving your existence to him, “i'm alive. you saved my life. and i wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you. you realize that, right?”
percy nods his head slowly, he himself finally realizing that everything would be okay, “yeah.”
“good, now give me a hug, my love,” you chuckle, “you’re too tense.”
and he does not need to be told twice. percy practically jumps (very carefully) into your arms, squeezing you in a tight hug. at the end of the day, you’re going to be alright, and that’s all percy’s asking for.
“i love you,” he whispers. a quiet oath to always be the one to find you, to always be the one to save you.
“i love you too, percy,” a promise to do the same.
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