#annabeth chase on ellen

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aaaaaanyways. pride month at Camp Half Blood?

if you remember that one post from a while ago (general hc’s about chb), I did say I would do a fully pride post eventually

so without further ado, I present to all my lovely gay demigods:

PRIDE MONTH AT CHB🗣️🗣️

SO we’ve already discussed the decorations of some of the cabins, like Percy putting rainbow hippocampi scales all over the walls, the Demeter and Persephone cabins growing colorful flowers all over their roofs, the Hecate cabin and its Sentient Gay Door

I like to think the Iris cabin is just fully blasting rainbows all the time it looks like a Minecraft beacon

they play capture the flag every June with a pride flag that has the CHB logo on it

limited edition CHB pride merch😭

Mr. D defending trans campers by driving bigots slightly insane long enough to slap themselves and then go back to normal

Y’ALL KNOW ABOUT THE PRONOUN CORRECTION AIR HORNS? THAT’S THE ENTIRE APOLLO CABIN + LEO AND PERCY

Some ignorant prick about a transmasc camper: “Oh yeah she—“

Percy: *AIR HORN* “IT’S HE, BITCH”

Ignorant prick: “Okay Jesus I’m sorry”

A different ignorant prick: *makes some dumb joke about “always being able to tell” and receives at least seven different air horns from all the Apollo campers in the vicinity*

Leo’s been following this one really irritating chick around all day because she can’t figure out one of his sibling’s genders and blasting her in the face every time she fucks up their pronouns😭😭😭

anyways yeah I like to imagine there’s a demigod pride festival somewhere, maybe in New York

or no there’s demigods everywhere I bet they have parade floats all the time in lots of cities and the Mist conceals the “fireworks” which are actually just godly light shows

Apollo rocks up to camp in a rainbow crop top and a pink drink from Starbucks just to sing Born This Way in the middle of the day and then dip again

Aphrodite blessing random queer couples with finding perfect date setups “conveniently” in their paths

all the gods physically restraining Hera when she tries to go fuck with Jason while he’s on a date w Leo

Percy and Annabeth in matching shirts that say ✨BEST BI✨ with the Best Buy price tag logo in the middle

Nico got glitterbombed on June 1st the second he stepped out of his cabin by the entire Apollo cabin (and Jason) and is still finding sparkles in his hair a week later

Aphrodite kids are walking dictionaries of all the rainbow terms, somehow, and they also all know which days in June are for which awareness or pride or whatever flag

campers who transitioned over the school year and coming back to camp a different gender and their godly parent re-claims them as their true self

Percy “I can’t believe I used to think I was straight” Jackson educating some of the younger campers on bisexuality and how, no, you don’t always know right away

Annabeth “I had a crush on Thalia and Luke at the same time and it was horrible” Chase always reassuring the nervous kids that there’s nothing wrong with being queer (and that she’ll fight any homophobic family members they may have)

actually they kind of all do that

Some little kid: “Well……. I don’t wanna tell my stepdad, he might kick me out”

Percy, remembering that his dad kept Medusa’s head after it got sent to Olympus: “Give me your address, I have an idea”

Piper will verbally eviscerate anybody she catches being even remotely homophobic. I mean she will swipe phones out of her siblings’ hands to tell off some ignorant grandmother

Jason does NOT get into physical altercations outside of sparring and literal war, but the closest he ever got was after hearing someone call Nico a slur (Percy and Leo had to physically drag him away from the other guy)

William Solace has white cowboy boots. I Will Start Sobbing On The Spot

Percy and Jason wore matching skirts for the pride festival and it was great— these 6-foot-plus brick shithouses of heroes who have single-handedly won wars aggressively waving tiny pride flags at each other and dancing to IT GIRL on the quad

Cecil and Lou Ellen made these magic rainbow smoke bombs, crawled up on the roof of the Hermes cabin, and slingshotted them into the masses Just Because™️

(Will’s hair was blue and pink for weeks)

RAINBOW WAR PAINT FOR CAPTURE THE FLAG.

Clarisse fucking kicked someone into the lake because they made fun of one of her siblings’ dyed hair

Connor thought it would be funny to leave a mini pan flag on top of Mr. D’s Diet Coke stash, mostly as a harmless joke, but the next day he noticed Mr. D had tucked it into his horrible Hawaiian shirt pocket like a handkerchief😭

watching Love, Simon in the amphitheater for movie night and half the campers had to excuse themselves early for sobbing too hard

Malcolm and Annabeth reread Red White and Royal Blue every summer. They say they’re Henry and June, Connor is Alex, and Percy is Nora

(this is confirmed when the two of them start a foot fight in the dining pavilion with a Chipotle burrito)

Leo IMing Jo and Emmie to wish them a happy pride (and tell Georgina and Waystation I said hello)

Piper and Leo getting into a HEATED debate about whether Velma Dinkley is a lesbian or not

”YOU CANNOT LOOK AT HER OVERSIZED-SWEATER-OVER-MY-PROM-DRESS ASS AND TELL ME YOU THINK SHE’S TOTALLY STRAIGHT—“

”WHAT SHE AND SHAGGY HAD WAS REAL, BEAUTY QUEEN! HOT DOG WATER AIN’T GOT NOTHIN ON NORVILLE ROGERS—“

”LEO! HER NAME IS MARCIE! AND THEY ARE EACH OTHER’S W A L L P A P E R S .”

Jason, sitting in the middle of them, now deaf in both ears: Lupa give me strength

GUYS PLEASE SEND ME SPECIFIC SHIPS OR CHARACTERS TO WRITE PRIDE HC’S FOR I WOULD LOVE TO🙏🙏🙏🙏

[freddie-77-ao3]

just imagine game night at chb

ares is the god of games. do you know how competitive his children are? ellis wakefield almost slit cecil's throat when cecil implied that monopoly was just a game.

speaking of cecil, do you know how often he cheats? so much. so so much. he keeps monopoly money in his pockets at all times just in case.

most of the hermes kids do. alice and julia were banned from-- well from all games. partner games because they insisted on partnering with each other and then whenever they lose they would beat each other up, and single player games because they would team up until they were the last two left and then would ignore the board game and fight each other. will has a separate stack of infimary records for julia and alice game related incidents.

travis teaches the new kids how to cheat. he doesn't care to play himself he just enjoys teaching people how to cheat. how does he know all the cheats?

drew tanaka memorized all the cards from literally every trivia game they have. all of them. even the most obscure. she's not allowed to play trivia anymore.

travis still has the scar from the last time clarisse and annabeth played uno against each other. they were all 8.

lou ellen manipulates the mist to win. she's not good at art but goddamn if her pictionary drawings aren't VERY well done.

clarisse and chris are VERY competitive. silena and charles aren't. somehow, clarisse and beckendorf always end up a team. so do chris and silena. yeah that always ends well.

actually clarisse in general. she's banned from playing against annabeth (who is also banned from quite a few people herself), michael (again, digs his own grave), all of the hunters of artemis (when she began losing at monopoly she kicked the board off the table and started a brawl between fifteen people. phoebe's hair hasn't looked the same since)

connor refuses to cheat on any game but thinks it's the hottest thing ever when malcolm cheats.

speaking of which, malcolm cheats "badly" like half the time. he makes it obvious most of the time and then when he really wants to win you find out he's actually very good at monopoly cheating. you'll never know he's cheating.

whenever will bluffs he starts giggling. cecil banned him from poker for being an "affront to the very sport". yes, cecil thinks poker is a sport.

thalia and percy played monopoly together three days after she was un-tree-ified. the tree nymphs in that area of the woods are still scared of demigods.

and just what are they playing to win? just ask katie gardner-- or travis stoll. their weed and smuggling business is through the roof.

[sprucestairs]

part 2 of incorrect pjo quotes

Featuring, once again, mostly background characters that I really like.

*at the police station*

Pollux: Hi, I'm here for Connor.

Police officer: Who's Connor?

Pollux: Ah, you must be new.

Nico: Would it be discrimination to only hire employees at my doughnut shop who have the same name?

Clovis: Legally, I don't believe that breaches any discrimination laws. Morally... I don't know.

Nico: I believe the Gods are on my side when it comes to Duncan's Doughnuts.

Clarisse: Dammit, Damien, you've ruined everything!

Damien: You're welcome.

Sherman: What kinds of sounds annoy you?

Malcolm: Are we talking real sounds or imaginary ones?

Sherman, now interested: let's say imaginary.

Malcolm: Spiders wearing flip-flops.

Will: You don't know anything about me!

Katie: I know EVERYTHING about you! You are an open book written for very dumb children!

Austin: Ew, what kind of tea is this?

Pollux: Boiled gatorade.

Lou Ellen: Last night, I found out Annabeth is a sleep talker.

Kayla: Oh, really?

Lou: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3 am.

Castor: Whoah, dude, premarital handholding? That's just not cool or groovy.

Katie: Drew, this is disgusting. You're only giving out free samples to beautiful people.

Connor: Yeah, you should be ashamed of yourself.

Drew: Oh, yeah? *gets really close to Connor* How about a muffin on the house, baby?

Connor, giggling: I'm pretty.

Annabeth: I did it! I memorised everything in the book! I'm gonna ace this test!

Percy: Okay, I'll give you one more question before you go: what ended in 1918?

Annabeth: 1917.

Percy: ... You're ready.

( last one could be swapped & it would still work )

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“You ready, Lou?”

“Duh.”

“Cecil? You’ve got full faith in your cabin?”

“Yep.”

“What about you, Will? Were your threats successful?”

“My bribes went wonderfully, thank you.”

“Then I think we’re a go.”

“Gods, this is going to be great.”

———

Knockknockknock.

Nico locks in on his game. He is so, so close to finally making it through this stupid quest, he can feel it, and if he doesn’t beat The Imprisoned before Percy he’s going to set the camp on fire.

Knockknockknock.

“Just — hold on a second!” He spams B, cursing loudly to himself, ignoring the twinge in his lower back from holding this position for so long. “Fuck, fuck, come on.” He clenches his teeth, knuckles white against the Wii remote, until finally — the boss falls. He cheers.

Fuck yes. Take that, Percy.

Tossing the remote on his bed, he jogs over to the door, sliding open the three bolts and unlocking the chains. On his porch is a blur of movement, hair frizzy and pulled-on, shirt rumbled.

“Oh, hey, Annabeth.”

She barely acknowledges him, focusing intently on pacing back and forth on the stone porch at the speed of light. He settles against the door frame, stretching out his spine, watching her mutter to herself.

“Chiron is leaving,” she says.

Nico raises an amused eyebrow. “I am aware.”

“With Mr. D. To some conference.”

“I heard.”

“He’s gone until early tomorrow evening.”

“Uh-huh.”

“He left me in charge.”

“Probably wise.”

“I need an allegiance, Nico.”

“Slow down and tell me what you mean, first.”

She sighs, coming to a stop in front of him. Her fingers still drum across her biceps, and her eyes dart around, evaluating. Her teeth dig into her bottom lip.

“Camp’s a lot of work,” she says finally. “I’ve never been in charge of so many people at once before, and like hell am I gonna let Chiron think I can’t handle it. I have a Plan, and you’re a part of it.”

Nico resists the urge to groan. Chiron leaving is supposed to mean he gets the next day or so off — no classes, no socializing, nothing. Just him in his cabin and the genuinely disgusting amount of junk food he has amassed.

(…And Will. Maybe.)

“It’s nothing crazy,” she promises. “I just need you to lurk.”

“…Lurk?”

“Yeah, you know. Chill in the shadows and scare people into complacency. You don’t even need to do much, just that thing where you stare at people like you know the exact day they’re going to die.”

“I do love lurking,” Nico admits. And to basically have a free pass to scare the shit out of whoever he wants… “I’ll do it.”

She smiles brightly. “Thanks, Nico! I knew I could count on you. I’ll meet up with you right after Chiron heads out, okay? To give you a list of people to keep your eye on.”

“Sure. Bye, Annabeth.”

“See ya!”

He closes the door and pads back to his setup, shaking the remote to get it going again. He can’t quite shake the smirk off his face.

The next twenty four hours are going to rock.

———

“Swiper No Swiping, initiate phase one.”

“Roger that, Sunny Dick.”

“…I’m revoking your code name priveledges.”

“No no no, I’m sorry, I’ll change it.”

———

Before Chiron leaves, he gathers them all in the amphitheatre.

“Children,” he calls, adjusting the bow slung across his back. “I am leaving now for my conference. I will be back before the sun sets tomorrow.” He gestures towards Annabeth, standing stiffly beside him. “Annabeth is in charge. Consider all my authority transferred to her before I return, am I understood?”

“Yes, Chiron,” courses the camp, some with significantly more attitude than others. Across the gathered crowd, Will catches his eye and winks. (Well, tries to. He has yet to catch on to the fact that he cannot, actually, wink, and instead just blinks really intentionally. Kayla and Austin have sworn him to secrecy.) Nico rolls his eyes, ears burning, and looks away.

“Good. Regular rules; no maiming, killing, or injuries above level seven. Any arson will result in a revoking of dessert privileges. Yes, Julia, even if you help in putting out the arson. It is the fire that is the issue, you understand. Excellent.” He claps his hands together. “I am looking forward to one day of peace. Try to avoid ruining it for me too quickly. Goodbye, children.”

With a wave and a fond squeeze of Annabeth’s shoulder, he trots over to Half-Blood Hill, ignoring Mr. D’s loud complaining about how long he took. With a snap of Mr. D’s fingers, they disappear. For a brief, uncanny moment, everything is still.

“Alright,” Annabeth shouts, clapping her hands together. Nico jumps. “Dinner is in an hour. Whoever is the first to fuck something up will be doing dishes. I will be watching. Dismissed.”

Wading through the swathes of ambling teenagers, she walks by where Nico is leaning against a pillar, half-hidden in the shadows.

“Lurk,” she orders, passing him.

Nico shoots her a mocking salute, fading into the shadow behind him. He barely catches her grin before he dissolves into the darkness.

———

“Phase two in effect. Ready to go, Sabrina Spellman?”

“Prepped to go, Teletubbies Sun Baby.”

“I hate both of you.”

———

“Halt!”

Across the common, three suspicious figures freeze, glance behind them, and then resume walking as casually as they can.

“I said halt! Do not move! Cease all function!”

Milling nervously towards each other, Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest pause, shifting the three massive cardboard boxes they hold each.

“Hi, Annabeth,” Will says, smiling innocently. Cecil and Lou Ellen match him, eyes wide, expressions angelic.

Annabeth stomps over to them, fists clenched at her sides, entirely unmoved by the cherubic display in front of her. Nico stays right where he is, hidden by the shade of Cabin Eight.

“Explain yourselves,” Annabeth orders.

The three stooges exchange a look.

“Whatever do you mean,” Lou Ellen asks, shifting the boxes to free up her hand only to place it delicately over her chest. “Why, we are only helping our dear friend William —”

“Our dear, dear friend,” Cecil adds.

“— carry these many boxes of medical supplies, so as to lower his great burden —”

“Massive burden,” Will says sagely.

“— and free up his evening in order for him to spend his limited time with us, his most cherished friends.”

“Especially cherished,” Will and Cecil chorus together.

Unable to bite back a smile, Nico rolls his eyes so hard his skull hurts. They’re not even trying to not get caught, at this point. Idiots.

Clearly agreeing, Annabeth scoffs. “Yeah, right. Boxes down, all three of you. You’re being detained for suspected illicit substances.”

“Annabeth!” Will cries, hand to his chest, “after all I do for this camp, you would accuse me of being — illicit?! Me?! The outrage! The insult! The impugn, the —”

“Can it, Solace. Open the boxes.”

Huffing in perfect unison, the three of them carefully lower their boxes to the ground.

“Tape off.”

Intentionally slowly, they run a nail along the edge of the packing tape.

“Flaps open, guys, c’mon.”

With flourish, the trio fling open the thin cardboard panels. Inside each box is rows of bandages, packaged syringes, sterile bands, tongue compresses, and more that Nico can’t name. Annabeth glares at the boxes with perhaps more disdain than the situation calls for.

Then again.

It is camp.

“See?” says Cecil, gesturing grandly. “The shipment just came in from my dad.”

Like a hound dog locking in on a bleeding squirrel, Annabeth’s eyes narrow. Her lips spread into wide, frankly maniacal smirk.

“Your dad is in a conference with the rest of the Olympians right now, Markowitz.”

Caught.

“Well,” Cecil says, and then nothing else.

“He meant it in the royal sense,” Lou Ellen pipes up in his silence. Cecil nods frantically. “You know, ‘just’ as in, like, recently, as in this morning —”

“Do you three think I’m stupid.”

“It’s just medical supplies! You can look through them if you want —”

Even if they weren’t acting like criminals, Nico knows his friends. He knows his boyfriend, especially, and recognises that damn look on his face. He can also physically see Annabeth’s stress ulcer coming back.

Closing his eyes, Nico fades into Cabin Six’s shadow. It’s a quick jump, so the stretch is easy, and the darkness bows easily to his hold. He reappears silently behind the group, taking advantage of the setting sun, and darts out to grip Lou Ellen’s arm.

“Boo,” he whispers.

She shrieks at the top of her lungs, jumping three clean feet in the air. Coincidently, the boxes of medical supplies flicker, turning into a truly baffling amount of instant mashed potato boxes.

“I knew it!” Annabeth shouts.

On cue, all three doofuses turn to Nico, jeering and complaining about ‘ruining the fun’. Nico’s glare is ineffective on Doofus #1, but the other two can be cowed. He focuses on channelling the flames of hell to reflect in his eyes like his father showed him until they look away, muttering at the ground.

“We still don’t have any illicit substances,” Will insists, glaring right back. Nico sticks out his tongue. He crosses his eyes like a four year old. How immature, honestly. “So we’re just gonna take our stuff and —”

“Absolutely not, Golden Boy. Put that hand away.”

Wisely, Will draws slowly back from the boxes, tucking his hands in his pocket.

Annabeth stares, hard, at the three of them, flicking her dark eyes from the potatoes and back. The tips of her worn-out converse tap slowly on the packed grass, tip-tap-tip-tap, as they all squirm.

Understanding dawns on her quickly.

“It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, for the strawberry plants.”

They squirm harder.

“Oh, you godsdamn bitches.”

“It would’ve been really funny,” Cecil mumbles, staring at the ground. “Rain making the ground turn into a sea of mashed potatoes. Like Cloudy With A Chance Of Meatballs.”

“The only meatballs around here are the ones clogging up your skull!” Annabeth shouts, which doesn’t quite make sense but sounds clever coming from her anyway. “Who was gonna clean that up, huh? Magic?”

“I mean, probably,” Lou Ellen says, promptly shutting up at Annabeth’s glare.

“And you, Will! I cannot believe! Where is that responsibility you’re known for, huh?”

Will pouts. “I can be responsible and do fun things.”

“Fun, he says. I’m going to fucking kill you, how’s that for fun. The one day I’m left in charge, I cannot believe —”

“If it helps, it’s less about you and more about April Fools being tomorrow,” Cecil interjects tentatively. “Like, we were going to do this whether or not Chiron left.”

Annabeth glares darkly. “Of fucking course you were. It’s always you three, I swear to the gods. I should have known.”

“It’s honestly kind of embarrassing for you guys,” Nico adds. He smiles smugly at them, relishing in their rolled eyes and mocking hands. “Like, everyone expected this. You did this to yourselves, honestly.”

“Boo, you jag,” Lou Ellen protests. The other two knuckleheads joint in the booing, Will taking it an extra stop forward and blowing a raspberry, both thumbs pointing down. Nico responds with a wide grin and two middle fingers.

“Enough,” Annabeth says, rubbing her temples. “Extra chores, all three of you. Go help the cleaning harpies until sundown. And not another peep of complaint or I’ll have you on chores tomorrow, too.”

Without another glance at them, she turns around and walks away, muttering at least you caught it early at least you caught it early at least you caught it early over and over to herself.

“Pretty sure you guys have physical labour to do,” Nico says brightly when she disappears into the Big House. “I’d get started on that, if I were you.”

“Butthead,” Cecil mutters.

“Kiss-ass,” Lou Ellen agrees, making a face.

“Traitor,” Will whispers, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he walks past.

Nico watches them go, standing guard over the boxes in case they try to come back for them.

He can’t help but think that they all look a little too jovial for having their plans ruined before they even started.

———

“Is he still looking?”

“No.”

“Okay, Phase Three, let’s go let’s go let’s go —”

———

Every time Nico wakes with the sun, he sets aside twenty minutes of his morning routine to curse Apollo, his father, Apollo again, Phanes, and Prometheus. In that order.

He does like the bonus of getting breakfast. Usually he sleeps through it and has to hope Will saved him coffee cake, which he does, every time, because he wants to bribe his way into Nico’s affections. But there is something to be said about camp coffee cake when it is still warm, crumbly on the top and soft on the inside. It is a rare and occasionally worth-it treat, and on his bleary walk to the dining pavilion, Nico tries to keep this in the forefront of his mind. Fresh coffee cake. Fresh coffee. Fresh fruit. And Will, probably, not that seeing him is worth getting up early or anything. (So what that he gets all excited and energetic when he sees Nico up in the morning. If anything it’s embarrassing for him.)

For once, he’s actually early enough that there are very few people already at breakfast. He sees most of the Athena kids, still half-asleep over their mugs, and pretty much every camper under the age of eleven. A few head counsellors, too, watching out for the little ones or catching up on a rare moment of quiet. Nico makes a beeline for the breakfast spread, cutting a slice of coffee cake to leave on the platter and putting the rest of it on his plate. He puts a single strawberry in the middle of it so no one can accuse him of being unhealthy, then ambles over to the Apollo table.

“Neeks? Where’re you going?”

Nico pauses. He shifts his plate to one hand, rubbing at his bleary eyes. He looks at the Apollo table. He counts one, two, three heads — Kayla, Austin, and…Cecil?

“Nico? You good, babes?”

He turns, slowly, to face the voice. Picking at a plate full of pineapple, next to Reika Onason, Lou Ellen's sister, is Will.

“I know mornings are hard for you, but you’re meant to eat at your table,” he teases. “Come sit, doofus. Unless you’re taking advantage of Chiron’s absence to make friends elsewhere, I guess, but it seems unlike you.”

“You’re — what’re you — what?“ Nico says dumbly, struggling to reconcile the imagine in front of him.

For some reason, Will is eating his breakfast at the Hecate table.

And that is not all.

For some reason, his camp shirt does not say head medic. For some reason, he is wearing black jeans. For some reason, dozens of Celestial bronze rings adorn his fingers, carved with sigils. For some reason, his hair is clipped back, and there is black eyeliner around his bright blue eyes, and his nails are painted darker than Nico’s, and he is sitting at the Hecate table.

“What are you doing?”

“Having…breakfast,” Will says slowly. His lips turn down in concern. “Nico, are you okay?”

“I’m fine! It’s — you’re the one acting weird!”

Will and Reika exchange a look.

“Maybe you should go see Cecil,” Will suggests carefully. “Did you sleep okay last night? Maybe you hit your head —”

Nico looks desperately back at the Apollo table. They watch him strangely now, too, and after a second Cecil gets up from his — Will’s — seat, and walks over.

“Everything okay?” he asks, impish expression almost serious. “You look pale, Nico.”

“I’m worried,” Will says. “He’s acting — confused, Cece, maybe there’s a —”

“I’m not confused,” Nico scowls. “You two are — doing something.” He gestures vaguely between them. “As revenge for yesterday.”

Will snorts. “What, the potatoes? Don’t let Lou hear you discredit her like that. If you think she’d plan some revenge prank on you this early, you don’t know her at all.”

Nico’s head starts to hurt. He sets down his plate, rubbing his temples. Why would Lou Ellen be so bothered by that? Why isn’t she here, with her sister? What the hell is going on?

“Both of you — cut it out. Whatever dumbass prank you’re pulling is just stupid.”

“Did I hear something about a prank?” Bounding over from the camp store, arms laden with contraband junk food, is Lou Ellen, smiling brightly. “Whatever it is, I want in!”

“Oh, thank the gods, you’re back.” Will makes grabby hands at the pile. She tosses him a pack of twizzlers off the top, rolling her eyes as he tears into like he didn’t just polish off two and a half entire pineapples and three bowls of oatmeal. “I was going through withdrawal.”

“I’m not helping you when your stomach cramps up,” Cecil promises, snorting. His eyes follow the candy ropes in their harried journey towards Will's gaping maw. “You can sit in your misery.”

“Bleh bleh bleh.”

Nico narrows his eyes at them. Clearly, they’re all in on this — bit, or whatever it is. It’s a little too coordinated to be a quickly-planned revenge prank. They must have had a backup to the potatoes, although a pretty weak one. Unless they somehow managed to bribe the entire camp into agreeing to act along with their dumbassery, and Nico knows none of them can come even close to affording that, then all it takes is one person on Nico’s side before their little ruse is broken.

“It’s too early for this,” Nico says, interrupting their bickering. He picks up his breakfast and trudges off to his actual table, ignoring Will’s pouting. He has to brush the dust off the bench, but it’s worth it to avoid whatever headache the three of them will inevitably give him.

Coffee cake, save him.

———

“It’s not looking good, Katara —”

“I actually like that one.”

“— he’s totally onto us.”

“Just stick to the plan. Power onto Phase Four.”

———

To Nico's great satisfaction, many other people do double takes as they walk into breakfast.

As the Athena table, minus Annabeth, who is likely putting out a literal or metaphorical fire somewhere, wakes up, they start to notice the strange seating situation. It starts with Malcolm, who stares at Cecil in a lab coat with the same expression Nico has seen him wear when attempting to solve the Hodge conjecture. He leans over to murmur something in his brother’s ear, and then all seven of them are looking between the Hecate, Apollo, and mostly-empty Hermes tables with suspicious frowns and furrowed brows.

Nico catches Will’s eye, smirking.

Game’s up, he mouths. Will only shrugs innocently at him.

It’s Annabeth who finally puts a stop to the nonsense, striding in at the tail end of the rest of the slowly-waking crowd. She has grass in her hair and murder in her eyes.

Excellent.

“I swear to the gods, I just dealt with you three,” she snaps, raising her voice so they all can hear her. Coincidentally, it attracts the attention of every other nosy person at camp, which is everybody. “Just ‘cause Chiron’s not here doesn’t mean the rules go out the window. Back to your tables, let’s move.”

“We’re at our tables,” Cecil protests. “Why do people keep saying that?”

Annabeth takes a very deep, very long breath. She has a whole day of this, too. How unfortunate for her.

“Maybe because you are full of shit, Markowitz. Go sit with the rest of you troublemakers.”

Kayla clears her throat. “Annabeth, I’m not sure what you’re talking about.” Her thin eyebrows are drawn tightly together, lips turned down into a frown. “Cecil is exactly where he’s supposed to be.”

That gives her pause.

That gives a lot of people pause. Nico sets down his coffee cake.

“Cecil’s at the Apollo table,” Annabeth says slowly.

Kayla meets her gaze, face creased in concern. “...Yeah, I know.”

“Cecil is a Hermes kid, Kayla.”

She snorts. “Yeah, sometimes I think so, too. But as much as I would absolutely love to trade my brother —”

“Hey!”

“He’s a healer, Annabeth. He got claimed and everything.”

“I don’t have time for this,” Annabeth says, dragging her hand down her face. “Kayla, I don’t know what they paid you —”

“Oh, for goodness’ sake.” With a clatter of plates, Will clambers on the table, clapping his hands. “Your attention please, everyone!”

Without so much as a pause, Will claps his hands together. Immediately, a ball of green light expands from them, flashing almost too bright to look at. Nico watches, slack jawed, as he tosses it into the air, making it explode into a thousand little sparkles, descending gently over everyone’s heads. The little kids laugh in delight, reaching for them like they’re bubbles.

“Does that settle things?” he demands.

Silence rings for one, two, three seconds.

The camp erupts.

Dozens of voices overlap, all shouting over each other at once. Hands gesture wildly at Will, at Cecil, at Lou — trying to piece things together. Will is their head medic — isn’t he? Then why is Cecil wearing scrubs? And why is Lou chilling at the Hermes’ table, chatting with Julia over a bowl of cereal? Something isn’t right.

“Just — everybody quiet!”

It takes a minute, but everyone settles down, sitting back in their seats and fidgeting, looking around with half-confused, half-amused smiles. Like they’re laughing at a joke they’re half convinced is real.

“Who thinks this —” Annabeth makes some vaguely indicative movement at Will, Lou, and Cecil — “is weird? Raise your hand.”

Almost all hands go up. Only a handful stay down — Will, Lou Ellen, and Cecil, of course, but the entirety of the Hermes cabin stays oddly silent, as do Kayla, Austin, Reika, and, shockingly, Clovis.

“Stoll,” Nico demands before Annabeth gets the chance, “you’re buying this?”

“Buying what?” Connor says after a moment. He shrugs, eyes twinkling in amusement. “I’m just chillin’ with my sister, Nico. Cecil is great, but he hasn’t been in our cabin since he got claimed.”

The rest of the Hermes kids nod in agreement. Whispers filter through the tables — first Kayla, now all the Hermes kids?

“If I may,” interjects Clovis, yawning. “There’s an…energy, around.”

“Gods, yeah, I was feeling it too,” Will agrees frantically. “Almost a…blanket, of some kind. Something heavy and stifling.”

Malcolm looks over with interest. “You think we got cursed, or something? The whole camp?”

Will shrugs. “Maybe? Can’t think of any other reason you guys are remembering things weird.”

“It could be a god’s interference,” Nyssa suggests, raising her voice to be heard from the Hephaestus table. “I mean, that’s what happened to Jason and Leo and Piper, right? Their memories got fudged.”

“Yeah, but camp-wide…”

“Could still be possible.”

“There’s no way! They’re fucking with us, come on —”

It doesn’t take long for the arguing to start up again. This time, though, more people looked spooked — more people look to the dumbass trio themselves, eyes wide like they’re looking at ghosts.

Like they’re believing this shit.

Nico scowls, shoving away from his table and stomping over to his boyfriend.

“You are so full of shit I can smell you from across the room,” he says, raising his voice to be heard over the noise.

“I don’t know what you want me to say.” He wiggles his fingers in Nico’s direction. They spark with the same green light. “Want me to switch your eyes and ears again?”

That sounds horrifying. “Try it and die.”

“Alright, grouchy.” He holds his hands up, stepping back from Nico’s glare. “I’ll keep my hands to myself.”

Alarm bells go off in Nico’s head. This is more than just strange, it’s wrong. And not just ‘cause he looks different — so what if he looks different. Will could shave his head bald and tattoo himself purple, Nico wouldn’t care.

But his aura.

The essence of Will, that Nico has grown so used to be stopped noticing. The quiet, warmth strength, the feeling of a soft breeze in the summer, of walking past a window in the late afternoon, of smokey August campfires and scratchy guitar, is gone. Is different, rather; almost blocked. It feels like a cloud blowing over the sun, making everything warped and off and shadowy.

Something is afoot. Something is wrong, and not just some vague, made-up spell like the Trickster Trio would have the camp believe. Something like smoke and mirrors, something shadier.

He watches Will fall into step next to Cecil, ducking away from his ruffling hand. He frowns.

If there’s one thing Nico can do, it’s wade through the shadows.

———

next

[phoenix--flying]

a collection of random pjo hcs that are canon to me

ethan nakamura and drew tanaka are stepsiblings

annabeth and luke had snake like teeth - their incisors are sharper then normal

lee acts like a crow, collecting shiny things like rocks and jewelry

the titans called alabaster 'little general' to annoy both him and atlas

annabeths pupils dilate differently, either blowing too big like an owl or shrinking to a slit like a snakes

lee and gracie are full siblings

lou was in the army, died during the war and then came through the doors of death

luke has another scar across his chest/abdomen from ladon

kronos branded all the half-bloods in his army 🤗

[apollocabinrep]

PJO PRIDE HEADCANONS (FEATURING CAMP HALF-BLOOD) Pt1?

The Apollo cabin is by far the one filled with the most lgbtqia+ members. They hold late night gossip sessions and will tease each other /relentlessly/.

Followup for above; Austin, from canonical characters, as the resident aroace sibling has the most blackmail on his siblings because of these sessions.

Camp Half-Blood has always been a safe place for lgbtia+ demigods no matter what time period (the gods have had lovers of both genders since ancient times + Chiron training Achilles & Patroclus). Members of the community were often year-rounders for this reason, because even if they died young they could be their authentic selves.

Drew Tanaka is on the aroace spectrum and when she was younger thought there was something wrong with her due to not falling in love like her siblings. Silena Beauregard is the one that helped her through it.

Annabeth has to be careful in the state of Florida because a camera caught her beating up a homophobe. (Yes, it was a mortal. She had gone with Malcolm as support for him to come out of the closet to his mortal dad and step-mom.)

Every year before Manhattan, Jake (Mason) and Michael (Yew) would risk getting eaten by harpies to stargaze on top of the Apollo cabin roof. After the Battle, Travis and/or Connor would help Jake get up there and let him stargaze for the night. Mysteriously, the harpies avoided the area as if they had orders to leave it alone.

Cecil is the biggest ally in camp, so much so that he says things no straight man would ever dare.

Cecil: "I'd kiss a guy to show my support."

Lou: "That's not how it works. Also, you're dating me!"

Cecil: "Yeah, but allyship Lou Ellen. Don't be homophobic during pride month."

Lou: "I'm literally pan!"

The Hermes cabin has a list with everyone's flags and are like pride flag fairies.

Clarisse was the first person Will came out to as bisexual. She found him crying by the lake because he didn't think he would be accepted. They got to talking and she told him she was bi as well. "Take a look around, Solace. Times are changing and we can like who we like. Hades, look at your own cabin. You guys may have a single straight ally in there, because the rest of y'all sure arent straight."

Katie and Miranda help everyone decorate with flowers and put bouquets together.

Mitchell and Valentina have a betting pool on which couples are going to 'do the most'.

Nico's first pride month is definitely interesting. He had no idea that the camp would be so accepting or that there would be so many others like/similar to himself. (He spent most of it in a state of shock and talked Jason's ear off over Iris message.)

[curseofdelos]

Camp Half-Blood Dashboard Simulator

💋 hotgirlsummer

sign my petition for chiron to let us wear camp t-shirts in other colours xx

www.camphalfblood.edu/petitions/more-camp-tshirt-colours

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#text #it's not fair that nico is the only one who gets a custom shirt #we get it you're mr d's most specialist little boy get over yourself

🧍‍♂️ mortal Follow

Guys there is something REALLY WEIRD going on with these storms in the midwest.... I've been checking a bunch of local weather stations in those areas, but none of the meteorologists have predicted a storm this size or devastating. It really feels like it just came out of nowhere and that doesn't seem possible?? Like I don't want to start a conspiracy theory that it was made by government or something but it just doesn't feel natural?? am i the only one who thinks this is weird???

🃏 mythomagicfan99

#check the date this was posted during the typhon attack........

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🌱 greenthumb44

Chiron made me supervise the newbies when they were watching the orientation video does anybody else think that Apollo in that tunic is kinda 😳

🏹 benskywalkerdidnothingwrong

NO???? EW?????

🌱 greenthumb44

anybody else think that kayla's dad in that tunic is kinda 😳

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📐 mathgenius42

#The Stolls are giving 2 to 1 odds to Clarisse but idk

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🔮 louellensworld

has anybody seen any pigballs around camp? some of them may or may not have gone missing

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🏆 winningISeverything Follow

WHO KEEPS PUTTING PIG BALLS IN THE BASEBALL PITCHER????????

🔮 louellensworld

nvm i found them

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🔪 bloodandgutsandglory Follow

hashtag luke was right 😏

🌹 flowerings Follow

???? he killed people???? HUH????? so sick of pretending he was a hero.........

💰 stealmeaway Follow

he WAS a hero!! the prophecy called him a hero!! PERCY JACKSON said he was a hero!! like yeah he did a lot of bad things, but kronos was LITERALLY manipulating him!! stop blaming him for stuff kronos made him do :////

🌞 sunnyboy777

can we PLEASE go ONE MONTH without somebody starting this discourse again??? op is clearly posting rage bait come on guys........

🍄 its420somewhere

anybody in this thread smoke weed

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💄 kisskissfallinlove

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👟 wingedbootsforsaleneverworn

she camp on my halfs till i bleed

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#is this anything

[xixovart]

rrverse charactees as things me n my friends have said!?

shoutout 2 my buddies who i hope NEVER find this acc/j

[casual conversation] kayla: my brother’s (austin) pants look like napoleon ice cream

[silence] [conversation continues] will: SO WE’RE JUST BRUSHING PAST THIS??

lou ellen: if i had to choose between saving my dog or these mozarella sticks…i mean i would choose the sticks

cecil: trick question!! eat the dog.

leo: MY PRONOUNS ARE USA 🇺🇸🇺🇸💥💥🔥🔥

piper: shut up you’re from panama

(where is leo from??? idk but my friend who i said this to is panamanian so leo is panamanian now!!! suck it riordan)

percy: reading rhat singlehandedly gave me scoliosis of the brain

nico: my dad said he wants to meet will

will: DOES HE WANT TO KILL ME???

(botl SPECIFICALLY)

percy: PICK A STRUGGLE

nico: I CHOOSE SEVERAL

connor, to travis: since when do you care about the government?

thalia, immediately after joining the hunters: RISE LESBIANS RISE!

grover: i can’t tell if you’re more horrified of the cult murder or my taco..

rachel: draw. i be drawer.

[about jason] leo: AWOOGA

nico: AWOOGAN’T

percy: now you can’t hit on my mom

piper: awe darn

annabeth: i already have babe dw

last post of the night im sorry

[lionmythflower]

[halfbloodallbitch]

Disability Headcanons

Annabeth, Nico, Leo and Will are autistic

Jason, Frank & Hazel have dyscalculia

Annabeth suffers chronic pain in one of her shoulders from when she had to hold up the sky (some days she can barely move it)

Nico is a part time cane user (though he should use it more than he does)

Leo is partially deaf in one ear and has tinnitus

Will is blind in one eye

Lou Ellen has Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome and wears finger splints and uses a cane (she actually gave Nico her old one)

Mitchell suffers from chronic migraines

Lityrses has dermatilomania

Ellis Wakefield suffers from non epileptic seizures

[demigodpolls]

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[catquenn]

I want to see more of Annabeth's, Silena's Clarisse's, Katie's, Grover's, Chrises, Travises, Connor's, Charles, and maybe Percy's too, friendship.

Don't get me wrong, I love the rest of the Seven Reyna, Nico and so on, but them...

Annabeth would talk sh!t about her crush on Percy to girls

When Percy and Annabeth were gone during Capture The Flag, in Battle Of Labirynt the rest would made sure, the search party wouldn't go near popular make-out spotts

Girls would've help Connor with his crush on Malcolm

Grover and Connor would third-wheel together (not always)

Ladies would have girls nights very often (they would make Clarisse to join them) (sometimes with Lou Ellen, Juniper or Thalia too), eventually Connor would be a part of those

He would tell Charles and Travis what Katie and Silena said about them (the rest was in denial of theirs feellings)

Charles was the only person Percy told about his crush on Annabeth

Annabeth and Chris would be besties

Same with Silena and Travis

Clarisse would pretend that she doesn't care about them, but beat up people if they said something mean to or about them

They also used to be really close with Luke, before Percy came to the Camp, and Luke betrayed them

Grover would be really protective of Annabeth, thinking that he failed Thalia and Luke, so he didn't want to fail Annabeth too

They would steal each other clothes

Like Percy got a pair of new shoes? The next day Travis walks around in them

One day Chiron cought Annabeth in hoodie she stole from Percy, who stole it from Charles who stole it form Clarisse, who took it from Chris, who took it from Silena, who took it from Katie, who took it from Travis, who stole it from Connor, who took it from Grover's closet (Who got it from Juniper, who bought it with Lou's money she borrowed from Malcolm, who on the other hand, got it from Lee Flatcher, who found it in Michael's Yew jacket, who got it from Will who found it on the street)

During the Titans Curse they adopted Nico

[freddie-77-ao3]

[ Annabeth tells everyone they have to go to a long counselor's meeting. ] Drew: I can’t come. Annabeth: Why not? Drew: I’ll be washing my hair. Connor: I’ll be holding the towel. Cecil: I’ll be running the water. Will: i'll be making sure no one slips and falls Lou Ellen: i'll be getting the shampoo Malcolm: and someone needs to hold the conditioner Travis: And I’ll be at home trying to get over the fact that nobody invited me to the big hair washing party. Katie: i have to comfort travis Miranda: i have to try to drag katie to the meeting Sherman: miranda might need help Annabeth, turning to Percy: and you? Percy: someone needs to provide snacks for the party. Annabeth: two o'clock. All of you. Be there. Or else.

[sprucestairs]

I generated a bunch of incorrect Percy Jackson quotes feat random characters that I like, and stuff that 1000% is not canon. Enjoy.

Austin: So, did everyone learn their lesson?

Castor: no

Lou Ellen: I did not

Annabeth: I may have actually forgotten one

Sherman: also no

Austin: oh good, me neither

Clovis: *exasperated sigh*

Nico: new year, new me!

Drew: bitch, it's august

Nico: time is an illusion

Percy: the Gods have let me live another day, and I'm going to make it everyone's problem.

Annabeth: goodnight to the love of my life, Percy, and fuck the rest of y'all

*using an ouija board*

Lou Ellen: tell us... is there a spirit in this house?

spirit, through the board: YES

Nico great! Rent is due on the first of the month

Clovis: oh, and movie night is on friday if you wanna hang out

Spirit: WAIT, WHAT

Damien, to Castor: you drink too much, you swear too much and your morals are highly questionable.

Castor: ...

Damien: you are everything I've ever wanted in a best friend

Pollux: are you laughing at that video of Clarisse and Percy fighting?

Drew: no, I'm laughing at the comments

Lou Ellen: croissants: dropped

Drew: road works: ahead

Sherman: BBQ sauce: on my tiddies

Connor: shavocado: fre

Nico: miss kesha: fuckin dead

Malcolm: ...

Malcolm: I didn't understand a word of that, and I hate all of you

Will: you are now one day closer to eating your next plate of nachos

Annabeth: that's the most hopeful thing I've ever heard

Pollux: but what if I die tomorrow and never get to eat nachos?

Katie: then tomorrow is nacho lucky day

Percy: Clarisse has only knocked me out three times this week. Our friendship is really developing.

[thetimetraveler24]

Here’s a cut scene from DYBWAYM. It’s more crack fic than I would like for this fic, but I thought it was funny and you guys might like it.

~from ch four of DYBWAYM

“It’s Percy,” Miranda Gardiner said. “Of course we’ll back you.”

“Yeah, Annabeth,” Connor agreed. “Besides, you’ve already got one volunteer, right, Drew?”

Drew raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“You volunteered to go with Jason and Leo,” Connor reminded her. “Or was that just because Jason is hot?”

Everyone looked at him. Connor faltered under their looks. “What?” he asked defensively. “He is! Kind of like a blond Percy.”

“Do you find my boyfriend attractive, Connor?” Annabeth asked, eyes narrowed.

Clarisse looked absolutely giddy over what was going down. Will was pretty sure Connor was walking into a trap. Everyone else looked amused.

“No?” Connor said, voice cracking.

“So you think he’s not good looking?” Annabeth said.

“No!” Connor protested. “He’s… he’s fine. He’s…” He dropped his head in defeat. “Can we move on?”

“Welcome to the club, dude,” Rachel said.

“The club?”

“The ‘I Would Have Tried to Date Percy Jackson If He Didn’t Have a Scary and Badass Girlfriend He Loves More Than Anything’ club,” Rachel said.

“I’m pretty sure a lot of people are in that club,” Drew said.

“Are we implying Annabeth isn’t hot?” Lou Ellen asked. “Cause she is.”

“We are so off track,” Nyssa said.

[phoenix--flying]

I got bored and I have a fake tweet maker so have some pjo tweets ft a few of my ocs

I have so many of these