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aroaceleovaldez · 1 year ago

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was thinking about next-gen kids and decided to doodle a couple. elaborated thoughts below:

Iphis is named with the same naming conventions that Sally used when naming Percy - primarily, mythological figure who had a good fate. Nice for Percy to honor his mom by naming his own kid the same way and Annabeth gets a fun nerdy mythology name. Also sending good vibes to their kid. Plus middle name directly in honor of Sally, of course.

Specific myth is Iphis and Ianthe, with the idea that a.) it's gender-neutral so works regardless of kid's gender and b.) not only does Iphis have a good fate, but arguably nothing bad happens to them ever and they get helped out by like three whole pantheons who show up in a literal parade and they live happily ever after. Percy and Annabeth are pushing for the BEST vibes possible.

(Also I am a very strong proponent of the "I don't think they'd name their kids after dead family/friends" so none of them have that)

Iphis of course inherited the Jackson family early grey hairs <3

Virginia is named after Juniper (cause Juniper is specifically implied to be Juniperus virginiana). She's probably been childhood bffs with Iphis since Iphis was born.

Chuck is Chuck. I gave him a Yankees jersey cause you know he's being raised as a sporty kid.

Do you ever think about how OP Frank and Hazel's kid would be. It's ridiculous. Quadruple legacy, including 2/3 of the Big Three. Frank by himself was already so OP the gods had to nerf him. Hazel came back from the dead and Frank kinda just said "nope" to dying that one time. Hazel presumably has every power that Nico has which is. A lot. Not to mention what Hazel has been shown to just be able to do on her own (including but not limited to SINKING AN ENTIRE SMALL ISLAND). Ares/Mars kids can functionally be completely invulnerable sometimes and also have some limited necromancy. Combo that with Hades/Pluto kids also being hard to kill and having necromancy as one of their main powers. Not to mention how Pluto geokinesis might combo with Chloris (goddess of spring) powers? And this kid is 100% being protected by both Nico (who is probably a deity by that point) and probably Pluto himself as well? Hello?

Anyways Hazel and Frank's kid is a total powerhouse. Possibly functionally immortal. Easily strongest demigod of her generation.

I like to think the latent Chloris legacy would crop up (probably in combo with Mars and Poseidon's plant aspects) and give them an accidental Persephone-type theme and that's fun. Frazel's goth daughter who takes after her grandmother (and uncle).

Figured since Frank is Canadian and Hazel is from Louisiana they'd go for a French name. The flower theme was not intentional on their part it just happened. Law of demigod naming conventions appears nonetheless.

I figure Leo might not have kids of his own but he probably still hangs around with Hazel and Frank so of course he's going to make their kid a cool thematic robot pet. He's probably her godfather or something.

Ronan is literally just some kid who showed up at the Chase Space who coincidentally was a legacy of Freyr and could shapeshift. Magnus and Alex obviously can't have kids cause they're dead, BUT some orphan with essentially a combo of their powers just shows up on their doorstep? Their kid now.

The ironic part is of course their shapeshifting powers just happen to be because they're distantly related to one of Annabeth's friends. Ronan finds himself suddenly gaining two parents and two cousins (Iphis and Lily) in rapid succession.

He only picks up Magnus' last name though cause Alex has 100% disowned her mortal parents.

He has a seal flipper cause shapeshifting and apparently "Ronan" means seal. I just wanted to draw those two showcasing their shapeshifting a lil bit.

Might try to doodle the other next-gen kid thoughts I had at some point but idk when. anyways yeah.

#pjo #percy jackson #riordanverse #mcga #< for ronan #pjo ocs #pjo next gen #< ??????????#my art #Virginia may or may not have a crush on Iphis who knows #also Virginia is 100% worrying constantly about living up to her dad's legacy as lord of the wild #meanwhile like Iphis and Lily are just going ''haha powers go brrrrr''#Iphis knows their parents want them to have as uneventful of a life as possible so they have absolutely zero worries #Lily meanwhile isn't worried about living up to her parents' legacies cause she knows she's OP as fuck #she is just fully aware that she is the most powerful demigod of her generation zero contest (or is she...?)#the only way she wouldn't be is if demititans turned up somehow #but who knows! they might! they could!#but regardless Lily is just under the assumption that She Is The Best #Ronan and Chuck dont really have any of that to worry about they're just vibing

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bussyyeukie · 7 months ago

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johnny "soap" x reader: you take the same route every morning while walking your dog, it's relatively mundane until johnny starts running that route, shirtless of course (he wants your attention) and you can't really avoid him cause your dogs in love with him (he has treats in his pockets) maybe you'll take him up on one of his offers for coffee some day

Every morning, you take the same route with your dog for her morning walks. Which, as spring becomes fall, the leaves get crunchier and the air gets a little sharper against your soft cheeks. If it were up to you, you’d still be in bed, snuggled up, warm, fireplace sounds going on your laptop. The sweet scent of brewed coffee and sugar filling the little apartment. But, your dog has to have it her way, and her way is a long walk at 7:00 sharp, whining by the door with a leash in her mouth, tail wagging and eyes wide. How could you ever say no to that?

So you don’t, you lumber out of bed, wrap up snug, and take her on a walk. Typically uneventful, not many people were out in the mornings compared to the afternoons, and the people who were out kept to themselves. The world still waking up.

None of the sites being too eye-catching either, mostly blending into the background, your dog taking up most of the attention.

That was until a new site was added to the route you two walked. That site's name was Johnny.

Johnny did not blend into the background, in fact he seemed to be trying to make himself known. A big chested, glistening, handsome man with a mohawk. Not to mention he was typically shirtless, even in the brisk morning chill. His sweat almost steamed off of him.

Before about two months ago, your walks weren’t crazy. You wake up, go for a walk, your dog stops to pee, keeps walking, stops to smell something, keeps walking, stops to try to drink something that’s not water, keeps walking…

As of two months ago, the walks had been altered a bit. About midway Johnny would pop up, sweaty and huffing as always, and try to chat you up, pet your dog, and continue on with some nonsense conversation that was more often than not one sided. Not to say he wasn’t nice, he was very kind and honestly very nice to talk to, but he was a little too high energy for the early morning…and he added about 20 minutes to your morning routine. Making you skip a shower or a sit down cup of coffee or scrolling on instagram before work.

You would avoid him, if your dog wasn’t in love with the boisterous scott.

Today was a bit colder than previous, the air biting a little harder against your exposed face. Hands chilled as they sat stuffed in your pockets, thick jacket zipped all the way up, pushing your scarf closer against your neck and jaw. Warm shoes crunching against the leaves on the browning ground, your dog biting at the ones that wandered in front of her face, collar jingling.

Smiling to yourself as she stumbled over her paws to get to a patch of grass and smell a dead spot.

As much as you hated to admit it, you couldn’t help but peer over your shoulder. While Johnny definitely made himself known, you always seemed to be looking up when someone would jog past, or when you saw someone approach out of the corner of your eye. It made your palms sweat and your throat go dry.

Looking back to your dog, you noticed she was looking up and off in the distance now, following her gaze you felt your shoulders drop.

“God I must be psychic,” you mumbled to yourself, watching the man jog over from across the park. Your dog already shaking in her skin and wagging her tail so hard you heard it swish through the air. Pouting, and only minorly jealous she reacted that way to him, when she only did half of that when you’d get home after work.

“Aye bonnie!”

The loud voice seemed to boom across the quiet stretch. Making a few people look over. The shirtless man waving excitedly at the two of you, headphones still in his ears, the chord smacking against his chest, which was shiny as the rest of him. More hair on his chest than the last time you’d seen him.

Snapping your head away and pressing your lips together, you chastised yourself for the prolonged thoughts of his chest, cheeks heating up slightly when you looked back.

“Bonnie!”

“I heard you the first time Johnny,” you yelped, the man quickly closing the distance. He didn’t even look like he was running fast, his form was near perfect, but he was closing the gap at record speed. When he did roll to a halt in front of you, huffing lightly and grinning ear to ear, he pulled the headphones from his ears, shoving them in his pockets.

A glance down told you that his shorts really were as tight as they looked, your face warming as you thought briefly of how thick his thighs looked in the shorts, and how the shorts today were significantly shorter than the ones yesterday.

“Mornin’ lass,” he smiled, straightening up, his cheeks rosy as he looked down at you, then looked to your dog, who was jumping out of her skin excitedly, and chuckled, “Ah, and good morn’ to you too!”

“Morning Johnny,” you said, hands still snug in your pockets, embarrassed again at how you noticed his shorts were shorter than yesterdays. Nodding a bit to him, you rocked on your heels, “How’s it goin’?”

Cringing to yourself, you wanted to just turn around and walk away, not seeming to notice how Johnny’s grin grew wider and the grip he had on his hips tightened. His eyes drag up and down you, not that you seemed to notice, his tongue peeling out and licking his lips.

“Ach, can’t say it’s been bad, definitely better now ‘at I got ta’ see ya’,” his grin scrunched his nose, and he ran a hand through his hair, the brown hair darker with sweat. You briefly wondered how long of a run he actually takes in the mornings.

After processing his words you rolled your eyes, lips curling up slightly, “Jeez, you’re such a dork…”

Johnny tilted his head a bit, lips tugging into a wider smile, “Aye but you can’t seem to shake me can ya’?”

You rolled your eyes, looking down to your dog, who was now whining and trying to not pull at her leash, you clicked your tongue and gestured to Johnny. Which your dog took as an invitation to nearly jump into his arms. Catching her half way and laughing full bellied at her antics, his rough voice echoing through the crisp air.

“Ah shit,” you pulled your hands out of your pockets, face red, “I’m sorry Johnny, I didn’t think she’d go ham.”

“No it’s alright bonnie, poor wee thing just wan’s some luvin’ ain’t tha’ right?” Johnny kissed her face, juggling her into one arm, easily carrying her. Your mind wanders for a moment again.

“Still,” you grumbled, “it’s embarrassing, makes me look like I don’t have control over my dog.”

“Nah, I know how you can make it up ta’ me, “Johnny grinned, wiggling his eyebrows. You huffed and crossed your arms, breath coming out in clouds.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yea’.”

“How’s that Johnny?”

You already knew what he was going to ask. Or some variation of what he was going to ask anyway. He’d been asking for it for the past month at this point.

“Go on a date wit’ me?” he asked. Licking his lips and your dog attacked his neck and jaw in kisses, Johnny’s blue eyes staying trained on you, to the point of making you snap your gaze down to his feet. Watching him take a step closer, “Come on bonnie you know ya’ wan’ ta.”

Rolling your eyes you looked back to him, your dog squirming in his strong arms.

“What did I say last time?”

Johnny pouted a bit, “Aye I remember what’cha said, but come on, just one coffee? Doesn’t even have ta’ be! We could just sit here, chat ya know?”

You could feel the eyes on you, both from Johnny’s intense staring and the gazes of passer-bys, you knew Johnny was very attractive, and shirtless, and in fucking 5in” in-seem shorts. But you couldn’t help but feel like they were staring at you, judging you for some reason for being around him. You couldn’t imagine what it would be like to go on a date with the scot.

Hell, he’d been hit on while asking you out!

Two weeks ago, he’d caught you just before leaving the park with your dog, and chatted with you for a few minutes, the usual “Morning.” “Morning” “How are you?” “Good, you? “Good, better if you went on a date with me–” The usual! But this time a girl in a tight bodysuit and high pony-tail had jogged up to him. A very fit, very attractive woman. Even you couldn’t help but give her a once over.

A weird sense of panic digging into you when she had handed Johnny her phone, smiling sweetly as she asked for his number or insta or whatever it was. For a split second you felt like throwing up when Johnny didn’t respond for a second. Before he grinned and politely declined, saying that he was in fact here with “his girl.” Gesturing to you.

The woman looked a bit confused, but it was probably because you looked equally as confused as she did smacking a beaming Johnny’s arm.

You spent the rest of the day sitting and thinking about that. Why did it feel like you were dying?

That brief thought of Johnny giving up on you made your skin crawl, your eyes itch, your muscles squirm.

“I’ll think about it…”

Johnny deflated, before he perked up, “Wait wha’?”

“I said I’ll think about it,” you shuffled, Johnny’s arms going slack enough that your dog wiggled out, licking his knee, then jumping over the grass spot beside you two.

Johnny grinned wider than you’ve ever seen, teeth shining and he nearly had tears in his eyes, cheeks pink before he jolted forward, wrapping his strong arms around your head, smashing you into his chest.

“Ya’ mean it?” he damn near shouted, your face squished against his chest, your hands firm on his stomach–his very firm stomach–trying to ground yourself from the attack.

“Jesus Johnny–!”

“You won’t regret it! I promise ya’! I’ll treat’cha pure dead brilliant!” he beamed, licking his lips, panting harder, his breath fogged in front of him. He moved so his hands were cupping the sides of your cheeks, which were burning hot at this point.

It felt like your legs were about to be swept out from under you.

“I didn’t say yes! I said I’d–”

“Nah bonnie it’s too late fa’ tha’,” if Johnny was a cartoon, he'd have hearts in his eyes with the way he was looking at you, “Knew I jus’ needed ta’ hold out with ya’.”

“Johnny I didn’t–”

“I’ll text ya’ details ok, I know you don’t like running behind on your schedule,” Johnny grinned, grabbing your dog's maw in his big hands and shaking her a big, playing.

“Huh?” you scrunch your brows together, “What? I didn’t, ok one I didn’t say yes, two how would you text me? You don’t have my number.”

You brushed down your hair a bit, which was minorly unruly from the rough treatment, tucking it behind your ears.

“Hm?” Johnny looked up from your dog, popping his headphones in, “Oh, I got that covered, got it off the wee thangs collar.”

You stared at the man, who was shining from the inside out at this point. Tapping the screen on the band around his arm, a heart rate tracker popping up.

“Johnny, that is incredibly weird…”

“See you soon bonnie! I can’t wait!” Before you could tell him off, Johnny was already jogging away backwards, blowing you a kiss, and making a heart with his hands, “Promise ya’ won’t regret this!”

“Wha-I–Johnny I never said yes!”

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