#child of apollo!reader

[mywritersmind]

WHY THE SUN SHINES

KA12

✦࿔‧ ۪۪۫ . 𐦍 . ۪۪۫ ‧࿔ ✦

summary : There are some things that happen to everyone at camp halfblood. One of those things is falling for an aphrodite kid, unless of course, you already are one. Another one of those things is getting your heart broken by one. What happens when the aphrodite child, happens to fall right back.

listen up : i kinda ate this… the prologue!! hopefully this has more parts. apollokid!kimi x aphroditekid!femoc

words : 996

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The first time they met, she was sitting on rocks. Kimi had heard the whispers about the aphrodite girls, how’d they sit by the water and soak up the sun, occasionally speaking to their siren friends. He didn’t know the whispers were more of a warning if nothing else.

He was sweaty, out of breath, and clutching his cut arm as he hobbled into the water. He was no son of Poseidon, his genes favoring the God of health and poetry, but Kimi felt as if he was on fire, so he slunk into the cool water with painful ease.

Someone on the red team had snuck by and sliced him without another word, she couldn’t have been anymore than seven but capture the flag turned camp into a war zone.

He threw off his armor, watching the blood drift off his arm. The water felt nice, even if he was in it fully clothed.

“There are sharks in there, you know.” At the sudden voice, Kimi jumped, startling so hard that he scrambled out of the water and looked around in a panic.

She was smiling. Though, Kimi wouldn’t put it like that… when she smiled, it was like the whole world was about to fall at her knees. Kimi included.

He had never seen her before, but at the easy way she flicked her long waves over her shoulder, he knew. They’d spoken about her. His siblings, others around camp… someone once mentioned to him that she had a scar just on her collarbone, it looked like a tiny heart.

She didn’t visit camp often, unlike most other Demi-Gods, she had quite a stable home life, and preferred the city. (Even if that meant fighting a few more monsters than expected)

He had no idea why she was here and, more importantly, why she was talking to him.

“Oh- um…” He stutters through his speech, his cheeks heating now that he realized she watched him scare so easily.

“You’re an Apollo kid… aren’t you.” Her voice was methodic… soft, inviting. Kimi had the brief thought that she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen.

“What gave it away?” The corner of his mouth quirked up, meeting her eyes finally.

“You’ve got that aura about you.” She said, leaning back on her tan arms and bending one knee. She was not in battle gear like the rest of the camp, she was in tiny white shorts and a matching bikini top.

“I'm Kimi.” He offered, stepping closer.

She didn’t offer her name, both aware that he already knew it.

She sat up, motioning him closer, “I’ve heard about you.” He did it with no hesitation, climbing up the rocks to meet her.

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.” Her smile softened when he joined her, clearly out of place and making her laugh. He swore he could feel the sound down to his bones. “What happened?” She asked, drifting her fingers over his cut and making his body light up with chills.

“Some kid- Not too bad though.” It was bad, actually. But he wasn’t about to admit that to her. He finally found the courage to look at her again, “Why aren’t you playing with the rest of us?”

She blinked and Kimi felt a sense of horrible dread come over him, “Who said I wasn’t?”

“Shit.” His hand was still on her, her eyes piercing into his soul. His cheeks were still hot but now his eyes felt droopy.

“It’s okay… You’re just going to do something for me. Alright?” He nodded slowly as she leaned in, teasing him still. “You’re going to take your pretty blue flag, pretend you’re hiding it… and walk it all the way to me. Okay?”

The worst part was, he remembered feeling fully okay with that. With ruining his team's choice of victory.

But he still did it, and the red team’s celebration was drowned out by the memory of what her laugh sounded like.

Later that night, there was a celebratory party, everyone around the fire had drinks and s’mores. Even the blue team was singing along to the songs.

Kimi did not sing. He felt a chill up his spine when he realized she was watching him, realized that she was coming over to him.

“Oh no.” He walked straight in the other direction, not caring if aphrodite herself confronted him. He did not want to hear her talk.

“Wait up!” She laughed. Her voice sounded different now, still soft but less soothing. “Kimi.”

She was barefoot and holding a glass, now covered by a pretty blue dress that made Kimi sick because of how much it reminded him of the flag.

“You tricked me.”

“Part of winning, babe.” She shrugged and Kimi had to physically stop his jaw from dropping at the nickname, “I’m sorry. Not about the winning part- but the whole voice thing.”

“You mean when you used charmspeak on me?” He raised a brow, “I’m a humiliation, you know.”

She rolled her eyes and Kimi couldn’t help but notice the way the firelight shone off of them, “It’ll blow over in a week.” Someone ran past them, laughing and singing her praises before joining the others. “If it makes you feel any better, Chiron gave me clean up duty for a month.”

He tried not to show it, but it surprised him. “I didn’t even-” His voice cracked and he blushed. “No one told me you could charmspeak. You weren’t even in the colors-”

“I hate the color red.” She said quickly as her brother, Franco, threw his arm around Kimi’s shoulder and grinned.

“Great job today, really, thanks a lot, K.” Kimi pushed Franco off as Y/n rolled her eyes at the boy.

They were fifteen then. She started coming every summer and each school break after that.

Kimi never forgot that day. The memory of his embarrassing moment fading away, but the way she laughed afterwards, that never left.

[fandom4]

Greek gods x Mortal child! GN! Y/N (Parents platonic love) Part 1

characters: Athena, Hermes, Apollo, Zeus, Poseidon, Ares

tags: fluff, comfort, gods, child reader

Hermes

• He met you when you were sitting in a tree and watching the celebration in honor of Prince Telemachus.

• He immediately started bragging about who he was, scaring you terribly and you almost fell out of the tree, but he caught you. After that, you became inseparable.

• Together you like to make fun of people and arrange practical jokes.

• He taught you how to deceive your parents well.

• Is there something your parents don't allow you to do? It doesn 't matter ! You have Dad Hermes who will let you do whatever you want.

• Teaches you how to steal.

• He burst into tears when you called him Dad for the first time.

• He's very jealous of other people, even your parents.

Apollo

• met when you were trying to learn how to play the harp. He heard it and decided to help.

• You've gone through a bunch of musical instruments and decided to choose a flute.

• You often play together.

• You play the flute and Apollo plays the harp.

• Mermaids love it when you play together.

• He calls you his north star and muse.

• Love dancing to music with you.

• Draw drawings about you.

• A proud father.

• He's not jealous of your parents, because he knows that you love him more.

Zeus

• When you were just born to your parents, he immediately realized that you would be his child.

• So what if you have parents? He doesn't care about that.

• He loves you to the point of horror and considers you perfect children.

• He've spoiled you too much.

• You have a lot of toys.

• You don't love your parents. Why love them if you have a daddy Zeus?

• You often visit Olympus.

• Once you told the neighborhood kids about it and they cut your hair, but don't worry!!! The next day, they were struck by lightning.

• You are the only person who is allowed to shout and tell Zeus what to do without any consequences.

Poseidon

• Met you when you fell into the water and couldn't get out. But thank the gods Poseidon saved you.

• You often sit on the grass and chat with him.

• He is very attached to you and considers you his child, but he will never tell you about it.

• Fish often come to you and you like it. Once you tried to feed them sweets, but they swam away from you.

• You love swimming in the pond next to your house and hate getting out of the water.

• You often ask him stupid questions, but he endures for you:

"No, child, fish don't eat lollipops. Stop send it into the water, they won't swim up to you

• He's jealous of everyone. Even your dog.

• He worries about you more than he cares about his life.

Ares

• You were just practicing and you met him.

• Love to train together.

• You're more like friends or younger siblings to him than children.

• Are you being bullied? He doesn't worry because he knows that you can always stand up for yourself.

• He's not jealous of your parents.

• He likes to walk with you in the meadow.

• He loves it when you make him a wreath of flowers.

• He's wearing the friendship bracelet you made for him.

• He's in a huge panic when you get mad at him or cry. Once you cried because you fell and got a bruise on your knee. He ran around you and then he started crying too, not knowing what to do.

• Only you know about this little secret. And no one else, otherwise Ares will kill you. It sounded exactly like this:

"I don't really care when I lose people, but you.... I can't lose you. You know too much. So it's either friendship or death."

Athena

• No one knows how you met. Even you don't remember anymore.

• Helps you do your homework.

• In fact, you've started to understand some subjects. No one understands why you're so smart because you live in a poor family.

• You like to hunt with her.

• You've been calling her your mom since you were 3 years old.

• She loves it when you call her mom, but she thinks it's wrong.

• You're her favorite.

• Your family started hunting well, even though they were never good at it. A boar is literally running towards them now.

• You like to go camping with her, but only for a day or two.

• She kissed the top of your head once when you were sleeping, but you'll never know about it.

[mrkeatingsblazer]

The Prophecy [Oh, Was It Punishment] Part Three

Apollo x Child of Hermes! Reader

Part One Part two Part Three Part Four

The camp was still as they looked on in shock at the unconscious boy on the ground. The Asian girl plopped herself beside him, lifting his lip arm and dropping it with a sigh before looking towards them. 

“Are you guys going to help us or are you just gonna stand there looking stupid?”

Will pushed through you and Clarisse with a sudden sense of urgency, “Dad?!” he proclaimed, dropping to his knees. His hands instantly began to glow as he pressed them down on his fathers body while humming a hymn to activate his abilities. Chiron drew back the attention of the camp to himself, ordering the heads of cabins to direct their younger siblings away. When Austin and Kayla tried to join Will by their fathers side, the centaur blocked their passage and sent them back to cabin 7. With a nod both Travis and Connor took over your role as cabin head, guiding your siblings away while allowing you to linger at the scene.

“[reader]! Nico! Return to your cabins and ensure the younger children are safely put away.” Chiron pleaded with you, seeing as neither of you have left.

“Not a chance, big guy,” Nico snarked as he went to help Will lift up his father, leaving the centaur aghast. You went to the girls' side. Even with her confident introduction, you saw the creeping fear invading her eyes. She looked no older than 12. How did she even find him? You think, looking towards Apollo. If he even was Apollo. For all you know he could be making it up or just had brain damage and was imaging it all. Probably the latter with the way he collapsed. That worries you more. This little girl was traveling with either a powerless monster attracting god or a loony weirdo who is way too delusional. Seriously if you are gonna claim yourself as a God you might wanna have a look at yourself before picking the literal god of beauty.

“Hey kiddo,” you say crouching down in front of the girl. She looks up at you with tired eyes. “I’m [reader] and i’m the head of the Hermes cabin and as the God of travelers, Hermes takes in all unclaimed Demi-Gods, so until your Godly parent claims you, you’ll be staying with me and my siblings over there!” You smile while pointing towards your cabin before backtracking , “you do know what Demi-Gods are right?”

“I am one dummy,” she rolls her while pushing herself up, “and don’t call me kiddo.” she stomps in the direction of your cabin leaving you standing alone as the previous trio had already left towards the infirmary. Maybe you were looking too deeply into this kid. With a sigh you drag your hands over your face before following the child.

“This brat better not be one of yours,” you mutter to your father, “because I am not taking care of her.”

The next morning you found yourself heading towards the infirmary when you should have been leading canoeing. With a little bit of bribery and not so little  bit of lying, Travis accepted taking over. He was gonna be insanely pissed later when Katie Gardier isn’t co-leading but you’ll make up for it. Right now what was important was behind the door in front of you. Chiron and Mr. D were whispering to themselves in a corner. Chiron, as always, was taking the situation serious while Mr. D could hold back his shit eating grin as he looked to and from the centaur to his so called brother; you still hold on to your doubts on if this guy was Apollo. You’ve seen Apollo. The guy’s a Greek God literally and figuratively and the boy in front of you wasn’t even ugly but Lord Apollo made supermodels look average. 

The cabin 7 kids were sitting around him in the visitors chairs as he was still unconscious. You notice Kaylas hand on his leg, glowing ever so slightly. Austin drums his fingers on the bedside. He doesn’t allow his eyes to linger away from the sleeping figure for even a second. 

“Well?” you ask, walking up to the trio. 

“It’s my dad.” Will said as he stared past his father in the bed and out the window, circling bandages between his two hands.The kid looked totally defeated. You would feel the same too if Hermes came down to camp seemingly mortal, looking only a couple years older than you. The thought sends shivers down your spine.

“That's Apollo.”

“He is, “ Chiron says from behind, “and he has come to us broken.” the centaur looks saddened by the God. You suddenly remember that Apollo taught Chiron everything he knows, almost like his father. The orientation film was ever campers worst nightmares, the Apollo kids especially, but one scene always made you smile. It was Apollo [in that short tunic that accidentally mooned us during his orientation  poetry reciting] and Chiron outside the big house explaining why Camp Half Blood was built. Finding out Apollo founded the camp had you putting aside extra food for burning for months. The soft smile on Chirons face while he allowed the God beside him to explain was something you hadn’t seen since the film. 

“This is the funniest thing to happen since Athena blew that flute,” Dionysus grinned down at us. He raised his hands in surrender as both Chiron and Will sent him death glares.

“Mhm urgh…” We all snapped towards the sound. The kids stiffen as their father groggily sits up. He rubs his eyes before squinting around the room. Suddenly he yelps, flinging the blanket from his body. He flails about before falling off the hospital bed in a heap on the floor.

“Dad!” His kids yell as they scramble towards him but Apollo begins to crawl, his blanket covering his vision. You feel him grab your leg as he reaches out. Without thinking you kick him away.

“OW!,” he yells, ripping the sheet from his head to glare up at you. “Do you know who I am? I should smite you for your imprudence.” 

“Like you could right now Brother,” Dionysus laughs. You see the well of tears invade the Gods [former god? How can a god no longer be a god?] deep brown eyes. They looked so different to the power blue ones his former body had. The puppy-like look made something twist in your gut and feel bad for him, even though he did just threaten your life. Without thinking you bent down to help him stand up. He wobbled slightly, still fatigued from his rest. He leaned into you and looked into your eyes for a beat before pushing away.

“Where is Meg?” he asks the room.

“The little brat?” you question.

“Yes, that one.” he looked anxiously around. 

“Don’t tell me,” Mr. Ds eyes light up. Apollo glares at him as if knowing what he is thinking.

“Oh my gods,” he laughs.

“Shut your mouth brother!”

“The child is your master!” he bursts out laughing.

“I'll destroy you!” Apollo raged as he rushed towards Mr.D. Before anyone could blink, Apollo disappears and in his wake a cawing crow flaps its wings.

next part--

*hey guys! its been so long since I updated this fic but as a college student and working writer its hard to get inspiration when all my creativity goes into my own poetry and novel. I will try and update when i can! I also wanted to see if people would be okay if i opened this post to becoming an Apollo x Reader x Percy fic! I may add other perspectives in the future to show Apollo coming to Percys apartment and flashbacks with reader and Percy during the giants war. As its been a minute i would also like to remind people that this, while based off the concept of ToA, will only be following the plot loosely and will have its own end game for the characters. Thank you for all the kind messages and questions and for also enjoying this fic*

[mehwmidklpe]

hiii, i' Ve been Reading your Connor x reader AND I JUST LOVE HOW YOU WRITE THEM!! ⁠♡

i dont know if request for One shots are open but... Can i ask a connor stoll x a daughter of iris reader?

Like, Reader have Always a prism as a necklace that his mother iris gave her when her dad died and Connor stole It and reader Is mad asf

Idk like ad enemies to lovers thing? But u can write whatever you want i will eat up everything at this point 🫶🏻

Thank you again and keep going!! (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

my requests are always open I get excited when I get them

and that's actually so nice omg, of course I'll write that for you! ♡

MESSAGERS PART 2

Waking up in cabin 14 was amazing as always.

It was so peaceful, so beautiful.

The prisms, the colors, the diamonds.

You were one lucky demigod.

You got out of bed, got changed and–wait. When you got changed you didn't see/feel your necklace around your neck. You're always wearing that necklace. You've never taken it if since– nevermind, that's not important.

What is important is searching for your necklace. On the desks, on the drawers, in them, under to beds, no where was a necklace to be seen.

You even looked everywhere you had been at camp the other day, but still no sight of that beautiful prism.

You sighed deeply, trying to say calm as you walked back into the Iris cabin, over to your two siblings who were also the headcouncelor and lieutenant counselor of the cabin.

They were discussing something when you approached them.

"Hey Butch, Mauve. You got a minute?" You ask them, a regular smile on your face. "Yeah, of course." They smiled back at you.

Before you could even say anything, Mauve spoke up. "Hey, where's your necklace?" She frowned. That's when Butch noticed too. "Yeah, the one with the pirsm. I've never seen you without it."

It was clear that people knew you never took i off, you fidgeted with it when you were nervous, you matched it with every outfit you wore.

"That's what I wanted to talk about, I can't find it anywhere." You tell them. "That sucks." Butch states. "And you're sure you looked everywhere?" You sister then questioned you.

You were quick to nod. "Yes. Everywhere." That earned a hum from your brother. "And it never occured you that it could be.. stolen?"

That caught you of guard. "Stolen?" You echo before letting out a small laugh. "Why would anyone steal that, and who would do such a thing?" You ask them.

"Well.. the Hermes kids have their reputation." Mauve informed you. "But they wouldn't do that. We get along great, you know, since our parents are both messegars." You reminds her.

Butch nodded. "That's completely true, but Connor Stoll, he pranks and steals from everyone, he doesn't care who it is. Could be the president or his closest friends and he'd still do it."

"Connor Stoll? You mean the hot Connor Stoll?" Yeah, Connor was hot, not gonna lie. But stealing your necklace? Not-so-hot.

Your brother frowned. "Uhm.. I mean.. is there another Connor Stoll?" He akwardly asks. Mauve brushed it off. "You should just ask him. Be kind and maybe he'll give it back." She suggested at which you nodded.

"I will, thank you so much." You quickly hugged them– a hug they returned of course –and rushed out to find Connor.

And when you spotted him he indeed wore your necklace. You sighed in relief, happy that it at least wasn't lost for good.

Thank the gods, thank Iris.

You quickly approached him with a smile. "Hey Connor." He stopped what he was doing and turned to you. "Oh, sup."

"I noticed that you're wearing my necklace and I'd be very happy if you could maybe give it back? It's really important to me." You said with a kind smile and a kind tone.

Then Connor pretended to think about it. "Mhmm. No."

Okay you did not expect that.

Your smile never faltered though. "Excuse me?" You asked. The blue eyed boy shrugged. "Well, I kinda like it, so I think I'll keep it to myself, thank you very much."

"Uhm.. I know that it's pretty, I do, but I really need it back. Like I said, it's very important to me and–" "Look, Y/n, spare me the nice talk. I'm keeping it." He interrupted.

"Please." You pleaded him. A grin spread across his lips, taking of the necklace from around his neck. "You want it?" That's when he held it in the air. "Come get it."

You couldn't believe this.

How could people be so cruel?

With a sigh, you tried to get it, making him stumble back at which you lost your balance and steadied it by placing your hands on his shoulder.

Dam was he close.

But nothing happened between you two cause you heard something fall onto the ground behind you, and the shattering sound made your stomach drop.

And Connor Stoll had the audacity to grin. "Oops."

You turned around to see the shattered pieces of your beloved prism necklace.

Gone.

It was gone.

You couldn't cry, Iris children are happy.

When you turned around, you were faced with a grinning son of Hermes.

Don't be mad.

Smile.

Iris children are happy.

Iris children think positive.

Iris children are peaceful.

You slapped him across the face.

Hard.

Every camper around you froze as they saw what happened. Did Iris' daughter just use violence against camp's greatest prankster?

Connor surely was in shock, his cheek burning from the pain. Since when were you so strong? And angry?

Without saying anything, you left, leaving Connor dumbfounded.

Another day, Connor was happy to finally get to talk to his brother again.

Since Travis left for college, Connor had spend every day missing him.

Finally, Travis had a free schedule so they had agreed to call.

Now demigods couldn't have phones.

And since Connor Stoll's good old friend Leo Valdez hadn't invented demigod proof phones yet– yet. –the best option was an Iris message.

So he did just that. But when he got to the "Oh Iris, goddess of the Rainbow, please accept my offering." part, the rainbow infront of him faltered, no Travis to be seen

A frown placed on his face. "What the–" he tried again, but the view just faltered again. "Accept my offering?" He repeated.

But a voice echoed trough the room. "Offer declinded."

Offer diclined? What you mean offer declined??

"Wait, no, no, no. This is important, I need to see my brother, you can't just decline it. I'll steal– I mean I'll find more drachmas, I swear." But nothing he said worked, the view dissapeared, and Connor wasn't gonna see his brother again..

You were just peacfully drawing in cabin 14 cause you're good at that, of course, when the door bursted open.

A panicked Connor Stoll walked in. he scanned the place, scanning if there was any Iris kid present, and when his gaze landed on you, he was quick to walk over.

"You. Hey, Y/n. I need you to talk to your mom for me." He spoke to you. Your eyes never left your sketchbook. "I'm sorry, but I'm busy."

He shook his head. "That drawing can wait. For some reason, I can't do the Iris messaging shit anymore and I need you to talk to your mom so she can accept my offers again."

You smiled. "I'm sorry, I can't help you with that." "Yes you can, your mother is in charge of this, and she's kind, so one nice, brightful talk with her and I can Iris message people again. Please, this is important to me." Connor pleaded.

That got your attention, cause you looked up at him. "Important to you like how that necklace was important to me?"

Connor froze. "What?" "I guess it's not that important, then, is it?" You smiled at him.

But for the first time, your smile didn't look so kind and bright anymore, and that made the boy feel weird.

"Y/n, you can't do this to me. This is important, it really is." He told you, but you ignored it. "This is what happens when you disrespect a daughter of Iris. You're the only one to blame."

That's when the son of Hermes realized. "You did this, didn't you." That same smile stayed on your lips. "Took you long enough."

Connor shook his head. "You're cruel." He states.

"I'm righteous." You correct.

"Well trust me when I say that you'll regret it." The curly haired boy warned you.

"Whatever kind of prank you pull on me, it won't change, you'll always be banned from Iris calling." You remind him, and the thought of that made his chest ache.

"Screw you, Y/n. I thought children of Iris were supposed to be nice." Connor said, getting frustrated with you.

"I am nice, just not to you. Not anymore, at least. Now get out of my cabin before Chiron finds out you're breaking the rules, again."

And that's how the daughter of Iris and the son of Hermes became rivals, or enemies.

Whatever you wanna call their hatered for each other.

idk if this was good so I'm sorry

and I know the lovers part wasn't in this, but I can make a part 2 (and probbaly 3) if you want

[audreyscribes]

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]

🍇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

[pain-is-too-tired]

We were robbed of any mentions of Michael or Lee in Toa.

I know Apollo was struggling with memory issues, but I refuse to believe he didn't at least once think about all the kids he lost in the Titan War

He gave Michael the arrows!!! He interacted at least once to do so!!! We could've gotten so much cool angst from it.

But of course most of the focus was on his failed love lifes.

Which sucks, because one the biggest other times he was turned mortal was because he snapped after the death of his son. One son!!!

I think his grief over his other kids should've been bigger part of his character. Especially with not only human emotions, but teenage human emotions.

Like, iirc he says something about feeling sorry about helping kill Achilles? Which??? No! He killed your son!! Maybe even two of your sons!!(i believe at least Tenes is canonically his son in pjo, I'm not sure if pjoverse counts Troilus being son of Apollo or just Priam-) you should not feel bad!! Especially if him killing Troilus in your temple is the version that actually occurred in pjo. I'd stick to my choices on that one. If Achilles didn't want to die maybe don't assault and behead a god's son IN HIS TEMPLE. Not just that, but the god that you seen absolutely wreck an whole army over the daughter of one of his priests. How you think he'd react over his son(s)???

Anyway. Apollo being absolutely protective over his kids and Meg even more so cause of his emotions. Him struggling with grief over his kids. Maybe him remembering hearing their last prayers and hymns. Maybe those haunting him at night just-

Apollo grieving all over again over his lost children. Thinking about them, their mortal parents, what ever he could recall of them.

[andersonsprincess]

Clarisse La Rue - Golden Kisses

characters - clarisse la rue, child of apollo!reader

contents - kissing thsts pretty much it, also an apollo headcannon of mine 🤭

word count - ~290

a/n - this is a short one, tbh it's kinda bad but in my defense i wrote this at 4am right after waking up 😭 i like the idea so i'll probably rewrite it

it was winter at camp half-blood. the sun still shone as usual, thanks to helios. the air was cold, but something about felt like home somehow.

you were in the infirmary restocking bandages and checking inventory. during the other months there aren't many injuries besides a few bumps and scratches from sparring.

you weren't expecting to stay long in the infirmary since you doubted anyone would come in for anything major. that was until your girlfriend, clarisse, walked through the door calling out to you.

"are you in here?"

"storage room!"

she made her way to the back urgently.

"is something wrong, amica mea?" you asked her without averting your attention from the clipboard in your hands.

she didn't respond and looked at you confused.

when you noticed her silence you looked up at her and smiled bashfully, your golden hue emitting something brighter than usual.

"my love. it's latin."

she walks closer to you, taking the clipboard out of your hand, much to your dismay, and places her hands on your waist, pulling you closer. she presses her soft lips against yours. you quickly kiss her back while wrapping your arms around her neck. the kiss was slow and gentle much like always.

you break the kiss and pull away giggling. "someone's in a good mood."

"shh..you talk too much just kiss me."

you scoffed playfully and placed your lips on hers once again. clarisse kissed you softly and held you even softer. on the outside it was well known that if looks could kill you wouldn't want to be on the receiving end on one of clarisse's death glares. but when it came to you, clarisse was just a lovesick teenage girl.

[hollisxwrites]

heyy

i was wondering if u could write a percy jackson x reader ??

flowers in your hair

(percy jackson x child of apollo reader)

thank you for the request today guys! please keep requesting, i'll keep writing (lol)! thank you for all the love on "as long as i'm with you, hero"! again, please keep requesting, i'm loving doing these! see my introduction and who i write for here!

tv! percy jackson x child of apollo! reader (I think the reader remains gender neutral throughout the fic)!

i do not own this gif or the song!

word count: 2.7k

warnings: mr. d is kinda an asshole, kinda a mention of violence, a few swear words, some slight angst and jealousy, percy is a sweetheart, a few mentions of the l word 🤯 (love), making out, possible innuendos, idk how to write warnings.

summary: based on the lumineers song flowers in your hair. percy and the reader fall in love over time spent together in camp halfblood, but they refuse to admit it in order to keep their precious friendship, until one day the reader finally cracks. this is on the longer side! sorry!

I was twelve years old when I first came to Camp Halfblood. I was scared, cold, and completely alone, running from a horrific monster that was something out of my worst nightmares. The cold pellets of rain showered over me as I ran, until suddenly, the monster wasn’t chasing me anymore, the rain stopped, and I was in the middle of a clearing, staring directly up at a house, a big, sky-blue house. It was beautiful, to say the least. Close to the house was what looked like a... volleyball court? Down the path a little, I could make out the shape of smaller houses built with Greek architecture. I was intrigued, but also frightened. Had I come across some cult? My hair was drenched and I’m sure my shirt was see-through due to the peltering rain, but when I thought about it, the rain had stopped when I got within feet of the house. Curious (and desperate for someone's help), I walked up to the door of the big blue house and knocked on it. Minutes seemed to tick by until suddenly, the door burst open and a man, about middle age, holding a set of poker cards, came to the doorway.  

“What the hell do you want kid? Can’t you see I’m busy? You know Campers aren’t allowed out past nine P.M. Now I would suggest you get back to your cabin before I kick your...” 

Suddenly, the scary man was pushed aside by an even scarier man, a man with a horse bottom-half and a man-top half. I blinked once, twice, three times, and the man was still a horse. “Mr. D! This is not one of our campers! I told you to be kind.” The horse-man said to who I guess was Mr. D. “Come on in, young one. It looks like you may be a new camper.” 

Mr. D took me into the house and gave me a change of clothes, black pants and an almost nauseating orange colored shirt that said ‘Camp Halfblood’ on it. I was still interested in finding out what this was all about, but I was even more worried about my safety. These random scary men were taking me into their house in the middle of the woods after being chased by a scary monster.  What else could go wrong? I was gestured to sit by the fireplace, and the horse-man explained everything to me. I was in disbelief. The gods of the Greek myths are real? I was only able to access this camp because I was one and I was in danger? My mother slept with a Greek god? My life, at this very moment, was altered forever. It finally made sense why my mother hated me. I was, not only, the result of her ‘dumb teenager decisions’, but I also was the result of her being with a god?  

The horse-man, who I found out was named Chiron, after explaining everything to me, took me to one of the cabins I had noticed earlier, and he told me it was Herme’s cabin, which is where I would stay until my godly parent claimed me.  

When I entered the cabin, most of the kids were asleep, because it was gods know what time of night, except two boys, one with dark curly hair and a scar running down is face who I assumed to be at least sixteen, and one with the prettiest blonde curls and green eyes that I have ever seen who seemed to be about my age. The boys were sitting on a window seat looking out to another large, Greek looking structure, discussing something that seemed to trouble the younger boy. Chiron called the two boys over, and they came to meet me. Chiron introduced the older boy as Luke Castellan, Herme’s cabin counselor, and the younger as Percy Jackson, another new camper who has only been here for a day. Percy and Luke shook my hand, and Chiron left them to help me navigate the cabin and find somewhere to sleep.  

“Nice to meet you, {reader}. It’s not every day we get a new camper, but when we do, I am always excited to meet them!” Luke Castellan said. He scared me a little, with his scar, and his height. His overall demeanor was slightly frightening, but I liked him all the same. He seemed to be welcoming and kind enough.  

I smiled at him, trying not to catch the eye of Percy, who seemed to be looking at me a lot. “Nice to meet you too.” I said in a monotone voice. I didn’t realize how tired I was until this moment. “I’m sorry, I’m so tired, getting chased down by a monster and finding out I’m some god hybrid thing that sends demons out to get me all within two hours. Where am I supposed to sleep?” 

Percy giggled. “I know how you feel. I watched my mom get killed by the minotaur last night, and here I am, not able to sleep cause of the nightmares. I should get some sleep too.” 

Luke glanced around the cabin. “I’m not sure where you’re going to sleep. All the cots are occupied, unless you want to sleep on the beanbag chairs over there.” He pointed to the pile of frumpy beanbag chairs in the corner of the cabin.  

“No, no. They can take my bed. I doubt I’m going to sleep anyways, y’know, nightmares and all.” Percy chimed in, probably noticing my disparity to sleeping on an uncomfortable looking beanbag chair.  

I shook my head. “No way. You were here before me. It’s okay, I can take the beanbags, you take your space. I hope my dad claims me before too long, so I can take a couple nights.”  

“I’m not letting you; you look too tired.” Percy said, in a voice that sounded almost threatening. “We can switch out if we’re both here for a while. I mean...if you want to.”  

I smiled at the boy. He seemed kinder than anyone else I knew, even though that wasn’t saying much. I didn’t know many people. I did take Percy’s bed that night, and that developed our friendship that would eventually become the most invaluable thing in my life. I sat with Percy at every meal, he showed me around the camp to the best of his ability, and we decided to train together, as we were both new outcasts to the camp. Even after he was chosen to go to the Poseidon cabin through the game capture the flag, and I was chosen by father to go to the Apollo cabin, our bond only grew closer, and we still managed to find time in our busy schedules to spend time with each other. 

One day, several months later, in these rare moments we were both free, I was lying on the ground in the strawberry fields that became my favorite part of the camp with Percy. We had a long day of training and decided to bask in the warmth of the camp, savoring the warm late summer days. I was picking dandelions out of the strawberries and weaving them together the way I used to do with my older sister. I was slowly making a crown out the buds, and it was turning out quite beautiful. It kept my easily distracted mind focused on what Percy was saying. He was going off on some tangent about Grover and his disloyalty to the camp and to Mr. D, something that Percy found alarming, as he was worried about his best friend’s safety.  

“I’m just glad I have you, {reader}. You really have been a good...friend all these months at camp.” Percy said, grinning at me through the strawberry bushes.  

My eyes twinkled when mine met his, and I placed the now completed dandelion crown in his blond curls that drew me to him the moment we met. “I’m glad I have you too, Perc. You made me feel a little less crazy.” 

He smiled at me, the dandelion crown slipping down his face. “You’ll always be in my heart.” He blushed a little, as we are not usually this compassionate for each other. 

“So will you!” I said, moving to put the flower crown back on the crown of his head. My fingers tingled under the small touch to his face, but I didn’t realize that it was love, at the time, at least I didn’t realize it was romantic love. That’s something I know too well now.  

... 

Five years later, Percy and I have not grown farther apart with age, we’ve grown closer. He saved the world, and I was always by his side through everything. He only grew more beautiful with age, too, his hair growing a little longer, eyes getting a little darker, scars from battles littered his arms, legs, and chest. He was always attractive to me, but now, it was even more so. He had also grown more physically affectionate towards me, brushing my hands with his, leaning on my shoulder during campfires, and even going as far to giving me kisses on the cheek when I saw him first thing in the morning and late at night when we left for the day. Sometimes, he snuck into my cabin or I into his if we had nightmares just so we could be with each other. His smell of sea salt and something else I couldn’t quite name (probably the blue candy that he ate daily), and it always comforted me during hard nights.  

All of this to say, though, we were just BFFs. Best platonic bros. Nothing more, nothing less. I loved him, I had realized over the years, loved him a little too much it was unbearable sometimes, but he was rumored to be with other people all the time, even though I knew he wasn’t. He would tell me, right? Right? He spent pretty much every waking minute with me and every minute asleep most of the time, too, so I would know. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t jealous of every person he came across. I loved him, and he was my sea boy, and I was his sunshine.  

That’s why, when we found ourselves in a very similar predicament to what we did all those years ago, during our first couple months at camp, I made a very risky move. 

I was sitting, face angled up to the sunlight, weaving a dandelion crown in my trembling hands. Percy had grown, so the flower crowns I made him now were twice the size of the ones I made him all those years ago. I delicately made a pattern with the dandelions again, and I looked up at Percy from time to time to nod or make a comment on whatever he had to say, but it was mostly silent, him humming and picking at the ground below us, and me, weaving my crown. 

Percy paused his picking at the ground and looked at me. I could feel his gaze on my face, and it made my cheeks heat up. I prayed to the gods that he thought it was just from the sun. “Do you remember when we did this, what, five years ago now? I would say we’ve grown a little, and we know more than we did then.”  

“What do you know now that you didn’t then?” I said, eyes not leaving the project in my hands.  

I assumed he shrugged. “I don’t know, I guess I know more about the gods, about the world, about you.” 

Laughing, I finally tore my eyes away from the completed crown and I moved to place it on Percy’s head, settling it gently in his curls, careful not to mess up my handiwork. I let my fingers linger longer on his face than I did last time. “You know more about me, sea boy?” I asked him teasingly, finally meeting his eye that hasn’t left my face this entire time. 

“I guess I do, I mean, I feel like I do. I feel like I’ve barely spent a minute away from you since that day.” He leaned into my hand that was placing feather-like touches on his face. “I mean, I know that your favorite color is yellow, you love the same music I do, and you hate when I call you sunshine.” 

“You do know me, don’t you, Perc?” My hands dropped away from his face, and he pouted at the loss of contact even though our legs were centimeters from touching. I could feel electricity buzzing on my skin where our limbs were about to meet. That was something I always felt when I was close to him.  I always assumed, back then, that his love language was physical touch, and so he was just being a good friend by how affectionate he was to me. How delusional I was. 

“I sure do.” He flipped his body so that he was no longer facing me, instead he laid himself down on my lap. My hands instinctively went to his pretty hair, making sure to be mindful of his crown. “Y’know, I think I love you, {reader}.” 

My heart, in this moment skipped a beat, but then shattered at the same time. He loved me, but in a friendly way. “You don’t mean that, Perc. At least, you don’t mean that the way I want you to.” 

His head shot up from my lap, nearly slinging his flower crown from his head, and he turned back to face me at an alarmingly quick rate. “What do you mean, the way you want me to?” His hands met mine that were laying in my lap. He interlaced our fingers, and my entire body felt alive. 

I blushed and looked back up to the boy I have loved since we were pre-teens. “I love you, Perc, but I love you, like in a romantic way. I hope it’s not too late, cause you’re so damn attractive. You have always been to me, always will be. I think I’ve just been scared. I value you so much as a friend that I didn’t want to lose you.” I refused to look up from our intertwined hands, embarrassed and saddened by my confession. I was half expecting Percy to scoff and walk away, kicking pebbles up at me.  

Instead, he unclasped our hands and pulled my face up to look at him, his eyes shining in a way that I’ve never seen them shine before, his face glowing with a humongous grin. “I never thought you’d say that. You know that I have loved you all this time, too?”  

My heart skipped several beats this time. I’m not kidding; I was about to go into cardiac arrest. “Are you kidding? You’re pranking me right now.” I hid my burning face on his shoulder.  

His laugh vibrated underneath me, making me giggle, too. “I guess we’re both idiots.” 

I hesitantly pulled my face off his shoulder and asked him the scariest question I have ever asked someone. “Can I kiss you?” 

Our faces were inches apart when he whispered, “I thought you’d never ask.” The kiss was everything I could have ever asked for. At first it was gentle and loving, our noses bumping into each other, until eventually my hands found his hair and his found my waist. It was warm, and passionate, and everything I could’ve dreamt of. 

He slowly pulled away from me, both of us panting, foreheads touching. “That was...perfect.” 

I smiled. “Just like you, sea boy.” 

His face met my neck now, and he pressed warm kisses to my exposed skin, his hair tickling my jawline. I squirmed under him, trying to suppress a groan. He lifted his head up, his eyes met mine. I thought he never had looked better. The flower crown I made him was lopsided now, diagonal across his head, his lips were red and bitten, his face was perfectly flushed, and his pupils were blown out. “How did I get so lucky?” He said to me. 

“I am asking myself the same damn thing.” I smiled, keeping eye contact with him. He connected our lips once again, and that’s when I knew I was a goner. I had been all those years ago, but we have grown a lot since then. Percy being in my eyes and in my heart all the time harbored the feeling that I have been carrying, and now I get to express. 

Years from now, I hope he still gets to be in my heart, and I in his. 

[mathitas]

Leo Valdez x Gn!Reader

Leo Valdez loves cooking for you

It was a known fact that Leo loved cooking for the people he loved. He always made sure to accommodate everyone's likings (most of the time, poor Frank) like Piper's, and that was just his way of showing love.

Like, when you're sick, you always have a funny dork by your side feeding you soup, even when you really don't want it.

You always get cake or whatever you like for your birthday.

You and Leo's love quickly began evolving around food. He enjoyed watching you eat what he made, but this time Leo decided to do something different: he experimented and came up with something that was all his. His own recipe, and he wanted you to be the first one to taste it. (Mostly because he knew you liked everything he'd ever made you, but also because he wanted to know if YOU, specifically, loved it.)

So there he was: his leg was bouncing under the table, making an annoying ticking sound, as you looked at the plate in front of you.

It had nice colorful colors, and you could see some stuff you liked in there, but you couldn't really make up the ingredients.

You sniffed slowly, trying to understand better, and you got overwhelmed by a fresh but comforting scent coming from the food.

"Mhh, what's in there?" you asked happily.

Leo started elencating all the ingredients, even mentioning some food you didn't even recognise by the name, and he started explaining how he put them together, trying to make you understand what insane combinations he did.

You nodded, as his hands were moving all over the place, as if reacreating all the steps he went thought cooking. His eyes were shining, but his eyebrows were furrowed with worry that you might have not liked it.

You smiled softly, looking at how nervous and agitated he was, but you grabbed your fork and took a bite.

You spent quite some time pushing with your tongue the ingredients on the top of your mouth, trying to taste everything in the best way possible; when suddently you got overwhelmed by an amazing wave of taste.

Leo's hands were fidgeting with each other and his eyes were watching you attentively as you let out a pleased sound. His smirks quickly took over your worried taste.

"So? What do you think?" he asked curiously.

"So fricking good! Husband material over here!" you yelled, immediately enjoying another bite.

He laughed and sighed of relief, "I'm so good, huh?"

"The best, I dare to say." He chuckled as he moved forward to kiss you.

"Wait, you might ruin the taste!" you jokingly pushed him away, and he acted offended.

"Excuse me?!" he screamed dramatically, as you laughed and kissed him softly, trying not to smile too hard.

"You know, I'm never letting you go after this recipe." "Did you plan to before or what?"

"Of course not, I can't lose your amazing pizza."

"Ok but what about me?!"

[letsmyy]

i have a request!!! you should write a daughter of apollo x leo valdez fic but based on espresso by sabrina carpenter (idk i feel like that song gives children of apollo vibes!) it'd be leo obsessed with the apollo girl (like him being absolutely obsessed with her, having the biggest crush on her possible, he constantly thinks about her, him being an absolute loser bf) and finally getting the courage to ask her out on a date or something like that.

“she’s like a shot of espresso…”

leo valdez x duaghter of apollo!reader

warnings: use of yn! english isn’t my first language so it might be some errors!!

thank you so much for your request, it made me so happy!! idk if what i wrote it’s exactly what you want but i hope you like it 🤕 this is my first timing writing a real fic and I think it really shows lol, but i promise I’ll try to improve in the next one, I’m so sorry if it’s that bad, and this is really short too? omg im really bad at this lol, but anyways, ly anon tell me your opinions (honestly) abt this later, kisses to uuu!! 🫶💗 (btw anon, please request other things I feel like I didn’t did you justice with this one)

words: 850

“is it that sweet? I guess so…..”

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ - ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Leo was sure he was going crazy.

He always had a pretty big amount of silly crushes on girls, but with you? It was getting way too serious. Of course, you're beautiful, incredibly kind, and too generous for your own good, and you treated him well, but that isn't enough reason to make him lose sleep; at least that's what he thought.

And he was extremely wrong. Being in your presence was the equivalent of being bathed in the sunlight, and gods, he felt like a prisoner who hadn't seen the sun in years.

He's completely obsessed with you; he just needs the courage to verbalize that, but being honest, Leo felt like a coward at the moment.

While being lost in his thoughts (the thoughts being the pretty daughter of Apollo that never leaves his mind), the boy finally falls asleep.

Leo doesn't mind waking up if that means spending the day with the people he loves, so after getting ready for the day, he searches for you.

And he found you, talking with a much younger camper, helping him. You're smiling like it's the best day of your life, and Leo could swear that you're almost glowing.

The boy makes its way to you the same moment you finish talking to the kid, now having your full attention on Hephaestus' son.

"Leo! Good morning!" Your voice to him had the same effect as listening to his favorite music, it made him happy in ways he couldn't explain, even if his life depended on it. 

"Yn! Good morning!" He mimics you, not in a bad way, just a teasing one. You roll your eyes in fake annoyance.

"Sooo, did you sleep well, Valdez?" You ask, seeming really interested in the answer, but he knows that you're like that for everything, being extremely kind.

"Not really, would be better if I dreamed about you," you laugh amusingly.

"You say that every day, y'know?"

"I know, I say because it's true. " You can't help but blush a little. You're used to Leo flirting with you, but it never gets past that, so you just learned to joke back.

"Hilarious, Valdez... fortunately, I slept very well today, and I'm more excited than normal! I think it's because it's so sunny today, that's awesome, was thinking about going to the lake later. I can't waste such a pretty day like this one painting inside my cabin..."

"Unfortunately, I'll be in the bunker today, I have lots of things to do."

"What? No! You're coming with me, you can't waste this wonderful day either!" You grab his hands, walking toward the lake.

Leo could swear he would pass out at that moment. He couldn't even think about denying your offer, he would prefer dying to doing that.

After a few seconds, you guys get to the lake.

"Look how pretty it is! You have to go swimming with me, it’s a need.”

"Look, sunshine, water and fire don't get along so well, so I might skip that one" he says, apologetic. You frown, thinking.

"We don't need to go swimming, we can just talk, i really don't care." You smile lovingly at him.

"I don't want to ruin your day! There are many people that can go with you, you'll find someone better to do that." He's so oblivious that it's getting concerning.

"I want to spend time with you, Valdez. I don't mind if it's swimming or just talking, I want to, you know..be with you."

"Oh." He's acting like a loser, he can't think straight anymore and is blushing like crazy, but who cares?

"Oh?" You tease him, smiling.

"Yeah, we can. Just talk, I'm happy with that. " His smile was so genuine that made your heart melt.

That's when you realize you're still holding his hand, and you don't want to change that. You can feel he notices too.

Something just snapped in his head, now it’s the time, now or never, right?

"Yn? Can I tell you something?" He says it in a quiet tone, and you just nod.

"When I'm around you, it's like constantly drinking a shot of espresso, it's like being bathed in sunlight, you're incredibly energetic and enthusiastic, and i just can't get enough of you, you're my sunrise and daylight....all I'm saying is, gods, I very much love you more than just friends" You're surprised, really surprised, so surprised that you can't even speak for a moment, which just makes Leo even more nervous.

"Please say something...like, anything, a no it's better than silence because it’s less-“ Before he yaps again, you interrupt him:

"I like you too." The boy almost squeals of pure excitement.

"Seriously? Oh gods, oh gods. What?" He's so happy, it's so sincere, so soft, it's amazing, you can feel your heart beating so fast, and you don't even care; seeing him like this because of you is the best feeling you ever felt.

Then you see that one look, meant just for you, it's like time has frozen, and you're both thinking the same thing. Then, like all the stars aligned, you kissed him

[pumpkinbxtch]

hey, ik requests are closed but if you could do this one, i'll be very grateful. just remember, if you don't want to, you don't have to.

i was thinking if post-trial apollo, meets the reader, after the trial (can the reader be a child of Hades? like a child of Hades would be so iconic), love at first sight (fuck, why is this so cliche 😭😭) and tries to spend more time with the reader. the reader is new to the entire camp thing, and is getting more used to it, and grows closer to Apollo. but he's like scared to admit he's in love bc he thinks, that just like all his past lovers, the reader would run away, or kill herself, or fall into deep trouble, but after some really had event in which he almost loses y/n, he goes all haywire, confessing everything and it becomes a cute, fluffy scene together

AGAIN ik you aren't taking in requests, so if you don't want to do it, it's totally fine. love so many of your fics btw ♥️♥️

i love you, isn't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

— apollo/lester x child of hades!reader

warnings: none a/n: Hello beautiful person. You're seeing this, now you know that I take your request and I want to say why and it's because you asked me so nice that I couldn't resist. I have corazón de pollo which is something like being very sensitive or being warm-hearted. Anyway, let me know if you liked it. I hope it was like that and thank you for reading me, for your support. ��️ Kisses from Pluto! ha ha

Your legs settled back over Apollo’s knees, and he kept them in place with his hands, letting out a snort.

— You’re pretty comfortable with a god, aren’t you? — His pretentious tone just made you smile and shrug.

— You didn’t move my feet, did you? — you replied in the same tone, and he leaned against the cabin wall. It was true, and if it were up to him, he never would.

— Whatever…— he muttered, watching you lie back down, putting your attention back on a comic book Will Solace had lent you, saying it was based on one of his favorite movies, which made you interested in reading it. You thought you and Will weren’t that different, and you liked him but not in ‘that’ way, just as a friend. After all, Will was becoming part of the family with your brother Nico because they seemed to have something slowly brewing.

— How many times have you said I love you?— you asked out of the blue, still not taking your eyes off the comic. Apollo almost choked on his own saliva.

— What’s that about? — he said evasively. He didn’t want to talk about it because if he remembered correctly, all those times had ended badly. He tried to catch your eyes but found the glossy cover of the comic in the way.

You shrugged and turned the page, continuing with the same topic.

— I heard Nico say that to Will once when they thought I was out of our cabin, but I was just in the bathroom.

— Hmmm. And?

— Nothing, just that Nico doesn’t say it often. I’ve only heard him say it to his sister Bianca, his real sister. Also to Hazel, to me, and to Will.

Now Apollo understood but played dumb.

— I don’t know.

You tapped his thigh with your foot.

— Of course you do.

And obviously, he did, but stayed silent, hoping the comic would distract you enough.

— I think they’re falling in love — you stated, laughing at something you read. Apollo could never understand how demigods managed with ADHD; now, it just seemed like a curse.

— Well, I suppose.

His half-hearted responses annoyed you, and you put the comic down with a frown, and he apologized with his eyes.

— Have you fallen in love recently?

That question threw him off. Apollo gently moved your legs aside to sit on the edge of the bed with his heart racing and a pout on his face.

— Where are you going? — you asked, concerned, setting the comic aside and sitting next to him. Apollo smiled sheepishly. He didn’t like lying to you, but whenever you started guiding the conversation that way, he had to find a way to escape.

— I need to do something in olympus, they just told me.

You made a face and nodded. You never got involved in that; after all, he was a god.

In the end, Apollo sat moodily on his throne, watching time pass at Camp Half-Blood. Since his return as the sun god, things had changed in his heart, so he found himself more in that place despite what the gods said, which reminded him of when he met you.

You had recently arrived and caught attention for reaching an age where any demigod would have died, but shortly after, if not the same day, everyone knew you weren’t just any demigod. You were a child of Hades. Of course, the most delighted with this was Nico, who welcomed you and made sure you were never alone.

Things were fresh, so Apollo ended up in your close circle until it became very close. If Apollo was at Camp Half-Blood, you were with him, and it didn’t take long for him to fall in love with you, though you hadn’t realized it yet.

You felt safe growing up by his side; no one would mess with you since you were a child of the big three and a close friend of a god. Some fools judged you for your company, but they were afraid to approach when you were – according to Apollo – an adorable person.

The god watched through the fire as you thrived in camp after his unexpected departure, and to him, you were doing too well, though some things were too good for his liking, and he couldn’t deny it; you were charming in more than one way, which obviously attracted campers like Harley, that son of Hephaestus who sometimes gave you cute things like that pomegranate made of metal leaves. A gift that seemed very familiar when he saw Leo flirting with Calypso.

Leo flirting with Calypso.

Leo flirting.

The god stood up and admired the scene closely. Harley had blushed cheeks while giving you the gift, and you smiled gratefully. No way, he knew the sons of Hephaestus were bold, but he never imagined someone would be so obvious with you due to your lack of understanding of indirect hints. They approached but never that close, and he should have guessed, but also, he wasn’t one to get angry.

You received the gift and admired it closely, but only thanked him briefly, which seemed enough proof of your affection to the son of Hephaestus, something Apollo obviously loathed as well as keeping him awake the rest of the night.

He didn't know why (well he did) but the god ended sitting at the dining pavilion, his nails digging into the table.

— Everything okay? — Your voice snapped him out of his trance, and he smiled. You always seemed to have a radar for when he was near.

— Will fell in love with Nico, and Nico with him. Do you think they both realized it or just one?— His question took you by surprise, and more than making you think twice, it excited you that he finally answered that kind of question since he always seemed to have a repulsion to them.

You sat beside him, and Apollo gave you a sweet look, waiting for your answer.

— Maybe Nico and Will know, but Will could be waiting for Nico to give clear signals about it.

— Maybe Nico is scared.

— Does he think Will isn’t?

You both fell silent. It was clear; it was in the air, you weren’t really talking about your brother and Will.

— What’s the worst thing he could say to Will? — you asked, your hand reaching for Apollo’s to intertwine your fingers. The blonde swallowed and suddenly felt breathless.

— I don’t know, but I can think of something.

Apollo made a face and turned a little more towards you, his cheeks red and his eyes shiny. He was afraid of hurting you, of things not working out as they did with his previous lovers; he could never afford to make you suffer when he already knew the degree of consequence it would have in his life, but beyond his good or bad karma, he cared about you. He loved you enough never to try to have you.

Your patience was reaching its limit, and although the son of Hephaestus was cute, sweet, a good match… your heart belonged to someone since the first moment you saw him.

—Apollo… —your voice called him with a bit of seriousness, a peculiar tone that made the god realize his time for redundancies was over.

— I love you, isn’t that the worst I could say?

Your eyes widened with hope, and you moved a little closer to him, bumping knees.

— From Nico to Will? — you asked, not wanting to humiliate yourself.

Apollo’s blue eyes examined you suspiciously. The responsibility would fall on him; he was never the best at hiding his feelings, but if your happiness depended on it, the first moment he saw your life in danger, he wouldn’t hesitate to disappear from it. For now, a confession was something very innocent.

The sun god turned to you with a bit more evident confidence and didn’t let go of your hand; instead, he kissed it.

— No. From me to you…

[mayonnaise2004]

Clarisse La Rue meeting & dating!Child of Apollo! Reader

- Clarisse hated the children of Apollo. Most of them were; in her words ‘Wussies that are afraid of the dark.’ But when she laid eyes on you during your first day of camp, Those thoughts shifted a bit. Especially when you destroyed Luke in sword fighting.

- Congrats, you’ve gained a bit of respect from her. That doesn’t mean she won’t mess with you though.

^ Speaking of messing with, if you stand up for yourself/anyone she will hold a grudge against you. You embarrassed her!

- Clarisse is very distant about her feelings, so when that crush begins to form she will go out of her way to stay away from you.

- Poor girl is confused, why does she think you look pretty getting out of the lake!? She’s an Ares kid, she can’t be having thoughts like these!

- But of course, she couldn’t stay away from you forever. Clarisse absolutely despised how the Ares kids enjoyed sitting across from Apollos, and she especially hated how you and Percy got along so well.

- As Clarisse sat across from you, her mind began to race with the thoughts of possibilities.

- What if she did talk to you? What if she did tell you how she felt? Her mind plays the scenario again and again. She’s so tempted to go over there, So badly she wants to and when she closes her eyes and opens them again. She’s still staring, She’s still watching, She’s still so tempted.

- Her siblings (being the assholes they are) noticed this and taunted Clarisse until word got out, and eventually reached you.

- And later that night after an embarrassing confession, the two of you shared a kiss on the empty docs.

DATING HCS:

- She's not a fan of romance or intimacy, but she does enjoy having a partner who can match her energy and keep up with her adventurous personality.

^ She does show affection though, mostly through tiny trinkets she finds around camp (pebbles, leaves, and Jewellery she may or may not steal from the Aphrodite kids.)

- Going on walks through the forest

- Clarisse is a very protective person, She gets pissy if anyone she doesn’t like goes near you (including her half-siblings.)

- having to stop her from bullying new kids (*cough cough* Percy Jackson *cough cough*)

- sneaking into her cabin after nightmares (or vice versa.)

- she loves to brag about you, any major or minor accomplishments are flexed in her siblings faces.

“My s/o can do more sit ups then you.” “They beat me in a sword fight!” “They learned how to sew!”

- Constantly trying to impress you, probably says “babe! Did you see that!” Ever 5 seconds when she’s training

- peels your oranges without question

[blxkstar]

ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝔸𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠

A playlist that could be heard blasting from the speakers or headphones of the children of Apollo. Please check it out! - From a child of Apollo herself.

Apollo is the god of ALL music and arts, so all types of genres and styles can be seen in his children. Pop, emo, rap, hip-hop, electronic, alternative, indie, etc.

Apollo is the Olympian god of prophecy and oracles, music, song and poetry, archery, healing, plague and disease, and the protection of the young.

[mrkeatingsblazer]

The Prophecy [Oh, Was It Punishment] Part Two

Apollo x Child of Hermes! Reader

Part One Part Two Part Three

It has been six months and seven days. Six months and seven days since the war against Gaia. Six months and seven days since Rachel has made a prophecy. Six months and seven days since Lord Apollo has been missing. Not even his children have heard a whisper from the God, not even a glimpse in a dream and while Demi-Gods are used to being ignored by their parents, it is never to this extent; it is never with this God.

You’ve found yourself with the three Apollo campers a lot, trying to comfort them during such a peculiar and unknown time. No child should have to worry for their parent. Will Solace especially has taken the blunt of the hardship. Being so young and taking care of both the wounded from the war and his cabin since the Battle of Manhattan has taken a toll on the kid. You find yourself relating to the younger boy immensely. When Luke left and you were finally claimed, Chiron made you the head of the Hermes cabin. Though unlike you, who has been out of camp more often than not and was allowed to appointed the Stolls the title of Co-heads, Will has been burdened with being alone with his responsibilities since he was 13. You watch him now, folding and unfolding bandages repeatedly out of a nervous habit. The frown on his face was subtle but still there. He could have been finished up with inventory an hour ago but chose not to.

“I think we’re done Solace,” you say from atop the infirmary counter, letting your feet swing back and forth.

“You can head to dinner, I’m fine here. Thanks for the help,” his tired voice mumbles in response.

“Kid, you’ve rewrapped that one bandage like 8 times now, I think it's been wrapped enough,” you say quirking your brow.

Will sighs, placing the bandage down before turning to you, “will you stop it with the kid thing, you’re only 2 years older than me.”

“2 and a half,” you point at him with a scalpel that was lying beside you and smirk, “and I’ll have you know I’m a legal adult William.” He looks you up and down and snorts. His expression quickly converts back downtrodden, as if that momentary joy was a mistake. Along with the fact that his father is gone M.I.A, camp has been more depressing than usual. Kids were going missing, and no one understood why; one of these kids being your little brother and Will’s best friend, Cecil. You watch as he shuffles around like a stray kitten, you’d never pity him not when you can relate. Hopping from the counter, you walk over to him and seize his arm, yanking him towards the door. It was a comical sight, with Will being almost 2 heads over you.

“[reader]- Hey!” he gently tries to get out of your grasp but fighting two wars made your grip nothing less than steel. You continue to push the boy towards the door

“Don’t even Solace,” you scold as he tries again to get away from you, “we will be going to dinner and after that we will be going to the campfire whether you like it or not.” you yank open the infirmary door and shove him out, “and hey, maybe a certain son of Hades will be there,” you smirk as the blonde turns bright red. He grumbles, rubbing his arm but compiling and following you to the dining pavilion. It was adorable to see the kid with his crush, especially due to who it was on. You’ve known Nico since he was an annoying but excitable little 10-year-old and Will even longer, neither of them have had a good childhood, most demi-gods never do. In a way, you were living vicariously through them. You did that a lot. With Annabeth who got with Percy, your old crush, Piper and Jason, Hazel and Frank. You couldn’t help but wish you had what they had or in the case of the former, who they had.

You remember your days on the Argo. When there were no battles or group meetings, you were subjected to sit and watch the love emulating around you. For a while you thought the countless couples around you meant something, that because they were all members of the crew and got together, that for sure meant you were to get with the last single member, Leo. He thought so too. After his little thing with Hazel, that even now you don’t try to understand, you felt as though something was forming between the two of you. At one stage you found yourself hanging off him more than you were around Percy and Annabeth. You couldn’t help but be attracted to his mind, his creativity, his light. Your two best friends encouraged the blooming relationship between the two of you, even with Percy not liking Leo a whole lot, and so did the rest of the crew.

Everything changed after he came back from Ogygia. He came to you first after he returned, making you feel special in a sort of pitiful way. Expecting a grand reunion, you were instead greeted by his starry eyes as he spoke about another girl- no not a girl, a Goddess, who had him returned to you utterly smitten. Your heart broke as he told you he was planning to find her again. When you were given the truth by Eros, it made sense in the end. Leo being sent to Calypso was the Fates way of ensuring you remained loveless and killing him was just a way for them to remain cruel.

You sat through dinner at the Hermes table, which was smaller than it ever has been in years. Connor was beside you flinging peas at Clovis who would jolt at the impact before dozing off once more. Nico Di Angelo was sitting at the Apollo table, next to a blushing and, surprisingly, flirting Will Solace. You sighed looking around at all the missing campers, be it they left for college, died during the wars or as of late, were lost to Gods knows where. Even the rising moon seems dimmer than it should have been. You wonder if that was on purpose, was it Lady Artemis’ way of showing her sadness for her twin brother? Was she also in the dark as much as all of us?

By the time the campfire rolled around, you just wanted to retire to your cabin, but chose not to, for the sake of your sibling, Will Solace and yourself. As Austin was doing his cover of ‘My Sweet Lord’ by George Harrison, you heard rustling coming from the forest behind you. At first you passed it off as nothing more than a noisy nymph. It was when you heard a yell did you twist your ring, transforming it into your sword. The object was gifted to you before you even knew of your parentage, by an original member of the Argonauts, Atalanta. You recall the words of the swift footed women, who aided you during your mission to save both Lady Artemis and Annabeth; “never let a man take you unless he can keep up,” she winked before racing off. Many other campers joined you in seizing their weapons, Nico and Clarisse come to either side of you, swords ready. Two figures stumbled out of the forest, neither were recognizable. The taller seemed to be giggling and relying on the smaller to carry their weight. As they came closer you could make them out. A small Asian girl with black coke bottle glasses was cursing the taller brunette boy. He was gangly and average; you deemed him instantly not a threat.

“Hold! Who goes there?” Chiron boomed.

The boy gave a wobbly grin along with a shaky wave and replied, “oh, hi! I’m Apollo!” before collapsing to the ground

next part--

[mehwmidklpe]

MESSAGERS PART 2

Connor Stoll x Iris!Reader Enemies To Lovers

MESSAGERS PART 1

(not proofread sorry & I don't like the beginning tbh but the end gets better)

Ever since Connor broke your dear necklace and you made sure he was banned from Iris-messaging, you had grown a huge disliking towards each other.

He was always pranking you. But you, being the daughter of the most peaceful goddess there is never lowered yourself to his level.

No. All you did was make sure he got in trouble.

You were so kind, so sweet, so polite. How could Chiron not do you the favors of punishing Connor whenever you said that he did something bad again?

Now today, things went really bad.

It was vacation, most demigods went home.

Normally, Connor always stayed at camp, but this time, he was gonna get out of there.

Just for a few days.

Why?

Well Travis was free from college in the vacation and they had agreed to spend some time with each other due the lack of Iris messaging since someone banned him from it.

Only just when he was about to leave, chaos broke out on Halfblood hill.

Lots of campers instantly run over, includig Connor.

When he got there, other campers were already beating up a monster that was chasing an unfamiliar kid. The kid stuck by the side of a satyr.

Ah, new camper, the usual.

So Connor decided to help, only he saw you already on the back of the moster stabbing it.

Why did you get the honor of fighting that moster? He wanted to do it!

With that thought he launched himself at the creature, slaming his sword into him, making the monster lose balance which caught you to fall off. "What the–"

Connor was a great fighter, he really was, but you needed to remind yourself of what he did to you.

Connor, Leo, Grover and you all took turns of attacking.

Leo and Grover being the gentlemen they are, kept themselves to the 'ladies first' rule and let you take the last hit before the monster finally turned into dust.

The campers were happy, and you waisted no time to stand by the new boy's side and comfort him, telling him that it's okay and that he's safe now. Promising to answer all his questions, but that he needed to be taken to the imfirmary first.

That's where Annabeth and Will stepped in, leading him away.

Connor had watched your interaction with the boy.

Oh how sweet you were. So sweet to anyone but him.

And he wondered why it all became like this. Cause he had seen you interact with people. You were like a whole different person when you talked to others.

Connor couldn't have that sweet side of you..

No that he cared though! Of course not!

What he did care about is you taking the last hit, the hit he wanted to have.

"Hey!" He walked up to you. "What was that about? I wanted to be the last one who attacked!" He complained which made you frown.

You scoffed at that. "What are you talking about? Leo and Grover both agreed to let me do it! By the way, you pushed me off earlier."

"Okay I did not push you of. I simply made you lose balance. And to be honest, it was hilarious." He grinned.

"Oh, let's see if it's hilaripus when I make you lose balance and you accidently fall right inot tartarus. Let's see who's laughing then." You spat back at him. "Oh, tartarus. Isn't that where you came from?" The boy responds.

"Enought!"

It was Chiron.

You quickly went silent at that, listening to what he said and stopped argueing with Connor. "I'm sorry, Chiron." You apoligzed.

Connor, on the other hand, did not let it slide. "But she started it–" A lie. He obviously did, but you didn't protest.

"Hush, Colby. Everyone has had enough of you're silly arguements." Mr. D spoke up. "Connor." Chiron corrected.

"Yeah yeah, that's the same thing. Ayways, Cooper, the way you've been treating Y/n cannot be tolerated. Blah, blah, blah. Hereby you're not allowed to leave camp this entire vacation." Mr. D stepped in again.

Connor froze at that. "Wh-what?" "I'm sorry to do this to you boy. But it's the only way." The centaur's voice was softer now.

"No. No, no, no. You need to understand that I– I never went out before, why can't I this one time. Chiron please, this is important. I'll be back and will accept every punishment you give me, but please don't do this."

Dionusys faked a yawn. "Look Colby. I really don't care. Now go back to your cabin cause you're not leaving camp anytime soon."

Connor looked at Chiron, his expression desperate. "Chiron can't you say something? You know why I was gonna go out." Chiron shook his head. "Sorry my child, but the decision stands."

You had never seen Connor like this before.

It almost hurt.

"Now Y/n. Onto your punishment." The wine god started as Connor walked away.

Connor sat at the lake when he heard footsteps approaching him. He didn't make a move to look up tho.

The person sat next to him and out of the corners of his eyes he could see it was you.

"Hey."

"Hey."

It was quiet for a bit as you just sat next to each other. But eventually, you decided to break the silence.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to–I mean it's unfair that you can't go out and I know it's my fault, I trid to talk to Chiron about it, but–" "Don't." Connor interrupted.

You were caught off guard by his words. "What?" The boy sighed. "Remember the moment that started this bullshit between us? When I stole your necklace?" Connor asks you at which you could only nod.

"I did it to get your atention." He admitted.

"I had this whole thing planned out in my head. I'd steal your necklace, you'd come find me, I'd tease you a bit, make you stumble into me and eventually I would give the necklace back, put it around your neck for you. I had it all planned out, I even talked to Butch to get you to find me."

You frowned at that. "You talked to Butch?" You ask him in disbelief. The curly head nodded.

"I did. I just wanted you to like me I gues.. I was thinking about it the whole time, waiting for the moment to arrive. But then I accidently dropped your necklace. I never meant to do it, I swear. But I didn't wanna come of as stupid so I just grinned and pretended it was on purpose. Now that was stupid."

You couldn't believe it. All this time you spend hating each other was just time you could've spend being friends, getting to know each other better.

"I really liked you too, you know."

Connor's head shot up at your words, and you took that as a sign to continue. "Before everything went downhill. I admired your pranks, I liked your silliness, the way you were always so happy." You confess to him.

"You're messing with me, right?" He questioned, but you shook your head. "I even called you hot infront of Butch." His jaw dropped. "Infront of Butch??" He asked at which you giggled and nodded.

"Well dam." He sighed. "We really wasted time, didn't we?" "Yeah.." You agree, tone soft.

Silence fell between the two of you. The slight breese in the air filling your ears.

"I got mad at you for banning me from Iris messaging because I couldn't contact my brother anymore.." Connor suddenly admitted out of nowhere.

You stayed quiet, guilt washing over you, but wanting to hear more.

"His name's Travis. We used to do everything together. We were camp's greates pranksters. There wasn't a day where we weren't together. He's my best friend." Connor told you, earning a nod from you.

"I've heard the stories." You inform him. "Yeah.. of course you did. Anyways, he left for college, left me here at camp. Alone.. I just really miss him, you know. The only way I could see him was trough Iris messaging.. but then you talked your mother into banning me from it.."

Oh how stupid you felt right now.

Connor sighed before continuing. "And then today, I was gonna meet him in the city, we were gonna spend time with each other for a few days. But then I was so stupid and now it'll take ages for me to see him again."

You looked at him, pity in your eyes. "Connor, I'm so sorry." "It's not your fault. You were right, I shoudln't have made you fall off, I shouldn't have dropped your necklace.." He cut you off.

You went silent again. But you figured that if shared with you, if h told you why he started hating you, that you owned him your own explanation.

"That necklace was important to me because it was a gift I got whne my dad died.." You confess at which Connor's heart dropped. "D-died?" "Killed, actually." You corrected.

You took a deep breath before continuing. "The string was my dad's. Gave it to me when he passed. The prism was a gift of my mother when he died. She truly cared for him.. for me. I think it was the only thing that really reminded me of that."

Connor looked at you, his eyes speaking to you like no one's did before. "Y/n I'm so sorry."

"It's okay. It's just a necklace anyways. I guess that it just bother's me that I couldn't save him. Some prism isn't gonna change that." You assure him, not wanting him to feel bad about breaking it.

"Can I know what happened?" The son of Hermes asked, his tone hesistant.

You gave him ashrug. "We were just getting attacked by some monster. The usual. I tried to save him, wasn't enough. He died in my arms, and I took revenge on the monster after. That didn't bring him back though.. I guess not everyone gets as lucky as Percy Jackson."

Connor felt like reaching out to you, comforting you, telling you that it's okay, that it's not your fault.

But he couldn't. Instead he found himself just staring at you.

That was the first time you realized how blue his eyes were.

Such a beautiful color of blue.

You've never seen something as beautiful.

That day it became your favorite color.

A shaky breath left your lips as you looked away from him. "Anywyas, it's not about me right now. I cam here for you."

Connor gulped and looked down at his hands in his lap, fidgeting with his fingers in the uncofortable silence.

But his head snapped back up as he heart some sparkly sounds. That's when he was faced with a small rainbow. And you had made it, considering your hands was close to it.

"Oh Iris, mother, please accept my offering." You spoke before throwing a drachma at the rainbow.

Connor's eyes followed the movement. But your next words shocked him.

"Travis Stoll, please."

And before he knew it, he could see his brother for the first time in so long. His lips were parted in awe and disblief. He watched his older brother's face lit up once their eyes met.

"Connor!"

Connor couldn't say anything back, instead he looked at you, speechless.

Your smile mesmerized him. Sadly enough you stood up. "Talk to him." You said, playfully smacking his head to the side.

With that, you walked away, and Connor's eyes followed your every move until you were completely out of sight.

Because of you, he could talk ot his brother again.

Oh you were so sweet.

I'll make part 3 if y'all want that!

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO MISC. DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: ⚕ ASCLEPIUS “GOD OF MEDICINE, HEALING, REJUVENATION, AND PHYSICIANS” 🩺 {WAVE 4.0}

A/N: Alright time for the final god for Wave 4.0 and the long awaited Asclepius! I forgot that Asclepius technically does have legacies of demigods and even has a direct demigod in the books, but I can only imagine how much easier it would be to have at Camp Halfblood. Hope you enjoy this cause I may went overboard with it and also hope you enjoy which canon demigod I chose for the mini-story!  MISCELLANEOUS DEMIGOD H/CS MASTERLIST LINK: [VOL. 1: TUMBLR] || [VOL. 2: TUMBLR] || [AO3]

When you get claimed, you catch the smell of antiseptic mixed with a melody of herbs. The smell of the sharp antiseptic pulls you into a memory of being in a hospital with a kind doctor who gives you lollipops, and the smell of rustic herbs pulls you in an apothecary that transports you into a multiculture of countries and their shared and unique use of homemade medicine. You hear murmuring and you look up to see a floating symbol of a snake intertwining up a stick. You knew that symbol, since it was practically seen on every hospital and ambulance, but you were confused on why you didn’t see two snakes.

You’re immediately steam-rolled by a boy named Lester who is oddly emotional, going on about meeting his grandchild and you’re super confused, until some kids introduce themselves as the children of Apollo, and the person hugging you is Apollo himself. You’re then taken to be educated that you’re the child of Ascelpius, the God of Medicine, who is also the son of Apollo; hence the introduction (Though you were told that he could go without being called Grandpa).

You got confused for a moment because you thought you were a child of Hermes (Apollo screeched-) because you thought the symbol of Hermes was the snakes intertwining on the staff. You were reassured that this happens a lot and you were gently reminded that Hermes’ symbol with the Caduceus was intertwined with two serpents with the wings on it, while Asclepius’ symbol was the Rod of Asclepius. You were told people get mistaken due to the US Army Medical corp usage of Caduceus in 1902 because a single officer insisted on it. Everyone thinks it was a child of Hermes who did that, and Apollo and Spike (the snake on Asclepius’ rod) has been salty over it ever since.

Although you have a cabin of your own, you’re practically living at the Apollo cabin. In fact, if it weren’t for the bedtime curfew, you would be sleeping at the Apollo cabin and the medical ward. Though the Asclepius cabin is nothing to sneeze at either. 

The Asclepius cabin is a rather rustic yet sleek looking cabin from the outside. When you open the door, you’re immediately hit with the combination of antiseptic and herbs, just like how you were claimed. All over the walls, there are shelves and cabinets filled with medicine and all kinds of herbs and ingredients to make your own concoctions. There are glass vials and jars filled with materials with neatly yet bold scrawled names, all clean and regularly dusted. There are tools lined up on benches with pots, vials, beakers. There are bunches of herbs drying on racks or hanging from the rafters, practically covering it and it seemed there wasn’t even a roof to begin with, just a canopy of herbs and plants. Off to one side, you can see a sunroom filled with plants and animals as well, and on the other side there is a crafting room filled that were lined with prosthetics, canes, wheelchairs, an eye station, etc. If it weren’t for the beds and the designated areas for living, anyone would think the Asclepius cabin was just a pharmacy, apothecary, and so forth.

People come to your cabin just as much as they go to the Apollo cabin. In fact, if possible, they would’ve placed your cabins side by side if it was possible or in walkable distance. You two are often going back and forth with prescriptions, inquiries, delivering medicine and so forth that its hard to tell from head to tails who is going to which, and whether it was a child of Apollo or Asclepius going back and forth. It's hard to tell but since the arrival of Asclepius children, the distribution of workload has evened since the children of Apollo don’t have to take care of anything medical that is under the sun. Moving forward, there is at least one child of Asclepius with every child of Apollo.

Unlike the children of Apollo, because the children of Asclepius are solely children of medicine, healing, and are basically mini physicians, you’re pretty much always making new concoctions or pursuing new possibilities in medicine. While in extreme cases, it's not unheard of being a medicine case nut and being completely obsessed with it. The only thing you’re not allowed to attempt to make is anything to do with a revival cure or immortality, much to the chagrin of many Asclepius demigods.

“Sola dosis facit venenum (The Dose makes the poison) or “All things are poison, and nothing is without poison; the dosage alone makes it so a thing is not a poison” by Paracelsus is hammered into every child of Asclepius as medicine can easily become poison, and poison can be medicine if given right. With that note, every child of Asclepius is just as knowledgeable in poison and toxicology just as much as medicine and healing.

If people think the demigods of Asclepius are unarmed and not a threat, then they are very wrong. They know more about the body than they do and what makes them healthy and how to destroy it. They are just as knowledgeable in poisoning as in medicine so that is their weapon. If ever pushed to take up arms, they wield their swords with surgical precision and their arrows will always hit your vitals. With their innate, growing observation of the body, they are able to tell your strengths and weaknesses, and how to use them against you as much as they use their knowledge to help their patients.

They are the definition of the meme “I’m a Healer, but…” *clocks gun* 

Out of the minor or miscellaneous gods and being their demigod, you’re going to be rather well known through camp. Chiron rather sees you as he instructed Asclepius and helped him pursue his infamous medical knowledge. The children of Athena find themselves to you because of their mother as you share your wisdom and knowledge with each other. Mr. D has grown to your presence, whether he liked it or not initially, as you keep appearing to inquire about mental illnesses and how it applies to the average demigod. He begrudgingly answered but his tone changed when you began to ask him about ‘madness’ and how would one reproduce it, alongside what type of alcohol would be beneficial. Sufficient to say, Chiron cut you off from certain acts of medicine even if you tried to argue that wine could be a medicine and poison, and you had to know! For Healing sake!

You’re a common sight among the children of Demeter as you help with the crops and growing medical herbs for usage. At the same time, you’re also often around the Satyrs and Nymphs as you explore the woods and come across nature’s treasures and bounties.

You’re also unusual to be seen around the children of Aphrodite or those interested in physical beauty as you give them diagnoses on their health and how to maintain their skin, weight, hair health, and etc. It’s also not unusual to see a child of Asclepius having a dedicated list of orders of homemade makeup, beauty and hygiene products as it can also fall under medicine and rejuvenation. 

At some point, the children of Asclepius are given strict time off because they can be seen literally all over camp tending and doing everything under the sun that could be considered medicine, healing, and rejuvenation. 

Jason adjusted his glasses, taking them on and off, blinking and looking around, marveling at the clarity. 

“And here’s the eyedrops; both regular and no-regular for you” you commented as you finished bottling the new mixture. “You should put eyedrops whenever you feel tired or at least once a day, and take your glasses off occasionally.” You scrawled on “Regular Mortal Eyedrops” with a black sharpie to make sure. “These eye drops,” you pointed to the specially made eye drops, “Are made so you can see for a brief period of time without your glasses if the situation calls for it. Don’t put them on too regularly or use them as a replacement for your glasses since it acts as a steroid for your eyes. They’re an aid but not a replacement.” 

“Thanks for making time for me” Jason thanked as he gave you a smile. “It’s kind of funny, Esclepius- I mean, Asclepius gave me these glasses, and now you’re helping me with my eyes.” 

You wrote down in your records and gave an amused smile. “Its no problem. If anything it’s nice to hear about my godly father from someone who has actually met him.”

“He was rather helpful” told Jason as he pocketed the eyedrops. “Even if the on the spot diagnosis seemed rather sudden.” 

You shrugged as you wrote a copy for Jason to take back. “We’re doctors, its what we do anyways. You’re a fighter Jason, you automatically scan your surroundings right?” 

“Yeah, being a leader for my cohort makes it necessary. Especially since we weren’t treated that well, so there was no end to mistreatment.” 

“There we go” you said before putting away the ingredients in their proper place, while at the same time, double checking your stock. 

“So how’s it been being a child of Asclepius? We have a Son of Esclepius back at Camp Jupiter as head healer and I always see him working” asked Jason, a bit concerned when he thought back to the line of people before him. 

“Well, it has been busy since I was claimed,” you did admit, “while I admit it’s been stressful, it’s also very rewarding.”

You thought back to when you were claimed. The confusion about the sign of your claim when you thought you were a child of Hermes, but then you were all told by Chiron that you’re a child of Asclepius, and their staff were similar looking-

Then being ambushed by a person named Lestor, to only be told later that that was Apollo as a human, and is your grandfather- 

Then you were told you were absolutely forbidden from doing certain medical practices. Lest for malpractice reasons but more in the line of “Your godly father did the forbidden and played god, and got smited by Zeus/Hades, so we’re going to avoid all that” 

It was a whirlwind with being delved into medical tasks as you and the Apollo cabin working together, learning from each other and making friends, and then came the line of people coming for consultation and meds- it was at first overwhelming but over time, it became a part of your routine and you were having fun. 

“Not to mention, I also get to research into all the medicine and poisons I like” you chuckled to yourself, your fingers tingling with excitement at all the possibilities in front of you. Not only did you have more resources, you also had other means to produce unusual effects with magic now in the mix! Jason gave you a look of bewilderment before smiling at your excited look. He then held out his hand to you, “Well, I’m glad you’re settling in nicely. I was only here in this camp for a short while but just wanna say ‘Welcome to Camp Halfblood’. I hope you enjoy yourself and I’ll be in your care!”