#child of hecate

[ssparksflyy]

Hiii I hope you are having a great day!! I was wondering if you could make another percy jackson x daughter of Hecate reader? If you don’t/ can’t do it that’s fine I just though i would ask.

ask and thou shall receive ༉‧₊˚.

percy jackson dating hcs ! *ੈ✩‧₊˚

pairing: percy jackson x latina!daughter of hecate!reader warning(s): swearin a/n: dw i got ur 2nd request that u wanted reader to be latina :)) i just added in some little things that tie in ♡♡ srry if these are short btw </3

in the dead of night, your eyes so greennnnnnnn

you and percy tend to stay up later than most of camp

your always up and out after curfew

u js function better at night

me asf

the day is reserved for lake dates nd the night is reserved for sky watching dates ♡♡

ur literally attached by the hip if you couldnt tell

as they say in waitress, i love you means your never ever getting rid of me ♡

u usually watch from the roof of cabin 3, just cuddled up nd sharing a blanket

but once percy suggested you watch from the docks

and you were like oh!

not actually but you looked really hesitant

he was like whats wrong??

so you told him about la llorona 😊😍👯‍♀️💕😁😘🥰🤩🤗😚😋😆

it was so preppy

but now youre both scared to go to the lake at night

even tho yk shes not real

and youve literally been through tartarus

and back

and you face unimaginable horrors every dam day

and percy's literally the son of the sea god

mexican folklore is scary ok yall

idc if it didnt scare you as a kid / you like horror

I DONT

IM TRAUMATIZED

MY GRANDMA PUT ON LA LEYENDA DE LA LLORONA WHEN I WAS FIVE AND I HAVENT KNOWN A DAY OF PEACE SINCE

srry 4 trauma dumping yall

kinda silly how some story about a lady who drowned her kids is enough to make 2 of camp half blood's strongest soliders shake in their boots

so u stick to rooftops ♡

u nd hazel are bestiessss

shes a honorary member of cabin 20 ofc

you exchange tips nd tricks, hazel telling you about the things she saw hecate do and the things she said to her

nd u tell her abt the things youve picked up over the years :))

percy cant help but smile whenever he sees you two together

he sees hazel as a sister

( yall remember in son when he was ready to fight somebody for her or somethin like that idk i dont remember but i do know he was ready to f i g h t )

nd ur his fav girl ever ♡

idk his heart just feels warmed

same way he feels when he sees you playing with estelle

you show her a bit of ur powers nd she flips outtttt

she asks sally to be a witch for halloween bcs "i want to be just like (y/n)!!!"

idk abt yall but if i went home and my family found out i was involved with ~brujeria~ i would not b accepted at home (please read as if ur white nd cant say shit in spanish)

thats just the mad religious side talking dw yall

but sally nd paul would literally let you in with open arms

the jackson's apartment is your second home

percy has a drawer reserved for your clothes in his room ♡♡

he loves it when you sleepover, at home or at camp

he absolutely adores kissing your hands

he doesnt care about the dangers you can produce from them, he'll kiss em allllll he wants

you could be cuddled up together, ur reading to him and he just grabs one of your hands and begins to leave a trail of kisses up your arm, shoulder, neck, cheek, and eventually leaving one on ur temple

it just gets u like 😵‍💫

he loves his badass gf, okay?

literally ur #1 fan

would beat up anybody who talks shit !!!

tea is ur holy ground ♡

u cant drink coffee

cause yk, adhd, youll just end up knocking tf out

though you do drink it when you cant fall asleep at night

its me, hi

and hot chocolate is strickly an only-in-december drink, bcs then it wont hit in december, cause you had it earlier in the year

(my mom does that with gorditas and tamales broooo its painful)

so ya drink tea!

i dont drink tea, so im not even gonna try to tell you what his fav is

he likes wtv u like

but you try a bunch of different teas nd stuff together :)

lowkey youd adopt a black cat together when ur older

youre never gonna beat your neighbor's witch allegations

(probably bcs their true but youll obviously never say that)

i feel like percy would be more over a dog person but lets be fr, he likes horses.

fkn horse girl smh

but that does not mean he wouldnt love and care for the cat

he'd so let you stop to pet any stray cat you see on the street

v patient with you lowkey

u cook together !!

u teach percy a bunch of different recipes nd stuff :)

has a 'kiss the cook' apron 100%

and what can ya say, you gotta kiss the cook

man you guys manage to stay silly throughout the horrors, we love

a/n pt.2: i had to do this TWICE bcs the first time i didnt i accidentally closed the tab and they didnt saveee, i feel like this is mostly me rambling but wtv, i did it tired, i did it unmotivated, i did it bored, i got it done! have a good day/night ♡

peace from manhattan,

percy jackson ♡

[rainfallingonasummereve]

PJO HEADCANON

children of hypnos, after analyzing another camper’s dreams, will sit down with the children of hecate to use tarot cards to try and make sense of them

[acidangeis]

﹒✸﹕DEAR DIARY ... word has begun to spread around camp: my mother, hecate, is a coward and traitor. she has joined the forces of kronos and luke castellan even after being visited by mr. d himself. we already lost alabaster torrington to the same forces just a few months ago and everyone looks at lou ellen, zeke, and i like we are the next to betray the olympians. now with hecate joining them, the stares are only getting worse and the rest of the hermes cabin have turned their backs on us. chiron says there is nothing to worry about because he trusts us to remain on their side. i hope he is right. i can't handle anymore betrayal. — mirabel kwon.

MIRABEL KWON'S STORY — ICARIAN ... COMING SOON!

[nyxvamps]

you know how, in Mean Girls, damien shows up a couple times in sunglasses, judging people from afar. that is exactly how nyx and hecate kids act. since many people (from pjo canon) tend to treat demigods with parents from the underworld differently than the others, they tend to stick to the sides, watching from a distance.

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: 🔮 HECATE: Goddess of Magic, the Mist, Crossroads, Necromancy, the night and moon🌙

Author's note: Hello everyone! In lieu of posting the major gods demigod headcanons, here is the minor gods version!As usual these headcanons will contain what it's like being claimed and what it's like for the respective god and cabin, followed by a small story between you, the reader, and the respective demigod of that god. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! [PJO MINOR GODS DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST] Disclaimer: To new fans or strictly TV watchers of the PJO series, future spoilers for the entire PJO series books will be referenced. Read at your own risk.

Out of the ‘minor’ gods, a child of Hecate is powerful and just as dangerous as a child of the major gods. As powerful as a child of Ares, Athena, and Apollo, but closer to a child of the Big Three. 

When you get claimed, a rolling mist rolls in and you feel power sparkling at your fingertips. You always have felt the magical power within you but with this claim, it courses through your veins. The spell you cast at your claim is a tell-tale to your half-siblings what kind of magic wielder you are. One time, there was a child of Hecate who summoned the dead beneath their feet and everyone had a meltdown thinking it was another child of Hades until Chiron pointed out the claim symbol belonged to Hecate, and Necromancy is within her domain. Which can be utterly terrifying or cool. Just don’t actually mess with Death itself and stay in your lane, unless you want either Hades or Thanatos having a word with you; either or both. Nico di Angelo becomes a common sight around the Hecate cabin as he acts as a sort of liaison for his father’s domain. 

Hecate’s domain is very broad and large, and you guys have a lot to figure out. Aside from magic, every child of Hecate has a mixed bag of what powers they inherited from Hecate’s domain. Some have others that others don’t. You have shared headaches with the children of Hermes, who are in a similar boat.

As cheesy as it might sound, your power is stronger at night and when the moon is out. Of course a full moon is when you’re at peak strength, but what people don’t know is that your powers can be at peak strength depending on the phases of the moon. This is determined by finding out what phase of the moon the day you were born on, and the phases leading up to that face you feel stronger but the phases afterwards feel less intense for you. If you were born on a full (and/or old) moon, well, more power to you. Literally. 

While not all common, there’s a high percentage of children of Hecate being born in the evenings and night. 

“With great power there must also come great responsibility” - Spiderman, Stan Lee. These words are similar to the Sword of Damocles, that Mr. D and Chiron tells you and the Hecate cabin that power cannot simply be enjoyed for its privileges alone, but necessarily makes its holders morally responsible for what they choose to do and what they fail to do with it. As a child of Hecate, with magic at your disposal, you have to work and study hard to control the magic and command it to your will, however it is a heavy burden to bear and magic can be not only bring miracles, but can take on a form of its own if their wielder isn’t convicted enough. 

Along with magic, the mist is your next inherent power. You help maintain the mist between the world of the gods and the mortal realm; maintaining the balance. The power of the mist comes naturally to you and you can use it to create illusions or manipulate the veil over mortal eyes. However, be careful of it because if you mess with the mist too much, you might pull the mist’s veil over a mortal’s eyes too powerfully and affect their mind, distorting it; it’s cautioned to only manipulate the mist that is still tethered to reality. Worse, you also might get lost in it yourself; or worse find yourself between the borders between the living and the dead. Limbo if you will.

Hecate may seem a bit cold and solitary, but she does care for you. Especially after the 2nd Titan War, where many of your unclaimed (read: unrecognized by the camp) half siblings had perished during the war. You might get the occasional words of advice with magic, magical items, or what your siblings have collectively understood as vague magic teaching moments. You definitely feel her guiding hand when you command more magic that threatens to lash out at you, and you feel her hands guide you to mould the magic in a way you want like a potter’s hand.  At least one thing is for sure, Hecate loves all her children equally…even including Lamia and Circe who are pretty hostile to you guys. 

On that note, you have definitely performed a magic spell you’ve seen on TV, Book, Movie, or Game, and proceeded to tear it apart on how it should not have worked and how it should work before creating either an entirely new spell or an even better one. At the very least, you have a laugh and lead you into discovering and creating new spells. 

You can use magic with your hands, but you could also use a wand or staff, or what have you. With wands though, it has never been easier walking around among mortals and spell-casting magic, and playing it off from certain franchises or being a very dedicated DnD player. The latter is very true and you have no shortage of LARPers.

You know the roles like “The Fairy Godmother”, “The Wicked Witch”, “The Wizard”, and etc? Oh yeah. Every child of Hecate starts to come into one of these roles and leans into it completely. What is yours? 

You and your siblings have an awkward relationship with Lamia, who was a former daughter of Hecate, who became a monster, and is the reason why all monsters can find half-bloods. Sure it was out of spite at Hera for killing all of Lamia’s children, but like….really?  You’re not entirely sure if you guys are safe from Lamia’s curse but on the other hand, given the amount of monsters you’ve encountered and the latest news from one of your half-siblings, Alabaster who was hunted down by Lamia from Gaea, it’s really up in the air. There’s a long research by all the Hecate cabin on how to break this curse or at least mitigate it.

When you get claimed, you feel the veins in your body growing both hot and cold, with power sparking wildly from your fingertips. The small well of bubbling power that had always been in you suddenly burst open and was overflowing, like the seal on it had been ripped off. Wind was kicking around you with the ground trembling and cracking under your power. You could see the mist rolling in and twisting around you with the wind, cutting you off from the outside world. 

With what you could see outside it was utter chaos. People were running around doing damage control with a few brave, offensive demigods taking the front as they knocked away any flying debris and were keeping your magic from breaching the red zone as they batten down the hatches. 

You weren’t sure what to do with this power but you couldn’t just turn the tap off either, you had to release it somehow. But just shooting raw magical power wasn’t desirable since the magic could take on the form of the cognitive power of those around you, whatever that was. 

You tried to remember a spell you were familiar with. Something that was familiar to you that was almost as easy as breathing. You remembered it but the power of the magic within you was too much. It felt like you couldn’t breathe, the extension part of you had to move how you want like you were discovering growth pains, your limbs feeling almost feeling foreign to you. You tried to squeeze the magic into form but it pushed back between the gaps of your fingers like you took too much clay. 

You started to breathe heavily as sweat clung and soaked your being, the strain becoming unbearable. Then you heard yelling as you felt something open beside you. Then you felt someone press up against you, hands grabbing yours that was also flowing with magic. 

You gasped and looked at the person, seeing a girl with dark hair and with glowing green eyes. 

“What-” you tried to say to say how and why she was here and that she shouldn’t be, but then before you could see anything more, she gripped your hands harder and you felt her magic flowing into yours, as if smoothing the gaps, helping you grasp your raging power. 

“Do you know a spell?!” she yelled over the raging, howling wind. 

You stammered to reply but nodded instead as she nodded back. “Alright! Use that spell! I’ll help you enforce it!” 

You were confused but you could feel the magic about to explode soon so you pushed everything aside and focused on what was at hand. You remembered that spell from earlier, taking deep shaky breaths as you tried to manipulate the magic into a form. You could feel it oozing from the gaps of your fingers again but with the girl’s help, she smoothed it and followed your hands, shaping it with you. 

You took form and you threw it in the air as the energy took on a form, taking the wind and mist with it. All tension in your body left you and disappeared with the spell , making you collapse immediately. You were out of breath and out of focus so you weren’t really paying attention to what was happening. All you heard was a boom, sprinkles, oohs and ahhs with gasps and peals of laughter. 

From your starfished position on the ground, you heard feet crunching on the ground beside you and you peaked to see see the girl from earlier, hands on her hips with an exasperated smile on her face with a thin sheen of sweat; even she looked a bit winded. 

“So that’s what kind of magic wielder you are” she commented, crouching beside you. 

“What?” you tiredly said, confused. 

She gestured to the air, “This kind of situation isn’t unusual for children of Hecate, even if yours is a little bit on the extreme side. Every child of Hecate that gets claimed has a spell that they have to unleash and we figured out the first spell they instinctively use is a good indicator what kind of magic wielder and person they are.”

“Oh” you uttered dumbly as you took in the open sky above you. The adrenaline was just dying down and your mind caught up. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you sat up and looked at the girl. “Wait, how do you know this?”

The girl grinned and stood up, holding her hand out to you as you clasped it. “My name is Lou Ellen Blackstone, daughter, head coven, and cabin leader of the Hecate cabin” she introduced herself as she helped you up. 

“Oh…wait, does that mean-” you asked as Lou Ellen nodded.

“Yup, you just got claimed by Hecate which makes us half-siblings” she said as she patted your shoulder and helped you steady yourself as you headed towards the Apollo kids, “Let’s get you checked up just in case. Suddenly being able to have that much access to your magic takes a whole lot of you.”

“So this isn’t new?” you asked as a child of Apollo checked you over. 

“Nah. While some children of Hecate can access their magic before they get claimed, when Hecate claims you, it suddenly feels like the cap on our magic is removed. Don’t worry too much about it, with some practice and integrity, you’ll get a hold of your magic soon enough. In the meantime, you have the entire Hecate cabin to help you.”

You smiled at the thought as you felt yourself drifting off to sleep due to the exhaustion. 

[meanwhile-in-cabin-20]

Demigods be like 🤩

[i-am-traveling-the-multifandom]

My head canons about Drew Tanaka:

1. Her father is a child of Dionysius. I mean she does give the vibes of the wine aunt.

2. She has siblings. And not like other children of Aphrodite. Her father has other children.

3. Her father was an actor when he met Aphrodite and fell in love with her and had Drew. When he found out that she was a goddess and just disappeared into thin air he was furious.

4. He wanted revenge and that attracted Nemesis. And thus her 1st brother was born. (in my AU his name is Ethan, I love this name) He made him even more angry and he was petty as hell.

5. He decided to practice magic to get his revenge and this attracted *drum role* Hecate. And thus her 2nd brother was born.(in my AU his name is Albastor, I love this name as well) After this her father gave up and just tried to raise them as a single parent.

6. Drew is allergic to like everything. Trying to buy her something is very hard. Like chocolates, can't have pistachios or almonds in them. Clothes, don't you dare give her silk she will kill you and then die. Flowers, well you get it.

7. She is bisexual and falls in love with every single person she meets. Never in a serious way but she gets bi panic all the time.

8. The 1st time she broke someone's heart, it was a mortal boy and she felt horrible for it.

9. She dated Nyssa (from Hepheastus cabin) secretly for 3 months and then went public. She is in a serious relationship with her and is absolutely smitten.

10. She was very close to Selina. Her betrayal was a big blow to her. I don't think she hated Selina for betraying camp but rather because she left her. I think she probably felt as if Selina chose her love for Charles over her.

11. She can use a gun. Seriously I imagine that the camp is under attack and everyone is fighting. And then Drew *I don't fight* Tanaka will pull out a gun and start shooting every monster in range with perfect accuracy.

12. She is friends with the Stoll twins, Malcolm pace, Nyssa, and Katie. And she high key ships Travis and Katie.

[pjo-trashnheadcanons]

Can’t believe it took me a freaking year to do this, anyways. Here’s more about Vega!

Vega has been in camp since she was 10. She hadn’t been claimed until the second titan war and she’s great controlling the mist. Her weapons are a pair of deerhorn knives that transform into bracelets, a gift from Artemis after completing a quest for her

As usual asks are open if you wanna know more!

[slobstation]

hard workin’ hard workin’

so basically when i had this idea(look at my profile for context??) i started i Pinterest board for Cabin headcannons that people have posted, but i noticed i started adding to much (all in research for character building)

SO NOW I AM ORGANIZING A GOOGLE DOC WITH DIFFERENT GODS- like for the gods themselves in some, children of them, powers, random quirks, like all types of shit ?!?!

they aren’t separated by topic or types i MAY do that later rn i am going through and highlighting and boldening stuff, fact checking etc etc. and later i am going to organize the gods in a better order i guess? both big threes , and then probably underworld in a section itself so i can find them easy ^^

i am nowhere near finished i still have many more to add and then i’ll keep saving stuff and add even more-

and try to keep it organized…

oh i am so excited.

[wingardiumiku]

make you stay forever | pjo snippet

percy jackson × daughter of hecate!oc

summary : did four months of somewhat normal teen relationship equal to seven months of break? whatever, all sabrina knew that when she finally got her boyfriend back, she wouldn't ever let percy go!

Masterlist

Sabrina Garcia stood on the deck of the Argo II, leaning on the rail as wind swept up her auburn hair making it fly everywhere. Behind her, Leo wrestled with levers and fiddled with his Nintendo Wii, speaking angrily in Spanish which she didn't bother commenting on. It was fun having another extravagant speaker on board but she wasn't in the mood to talk.

While she was on the topic of talking, Piper was doing a fantastic job in her charmspeak practice, so much so, it made Sabrina want to rip her bracelet off and propose singing stupid campfire songs with the undoubtedly queasy Romans underneath the shadow of the massive hull of their trireme.

Annabeth paced around like a maniac, murmuring about a bazillion backup plans for each backup plan. She had deep bags under her eyes. Sabrina had found her passed out in the hall of the Big House that very morning, wrapped in a giant image of the U.S.A and a compass, hands marred with marker ink—the same one that made scribbles on the map.

Jason Grace was probably the sanest amongst their crew. He was standing on the bow of the raised crossbow platform in an orange T-shirt and a white toga. As Sabrina made her way circling the ship, their eyes locked and he offered her a smile. He really was like a golden retriever.

While Annabeth rounded them for a last minute discussion, Sabrina stayed behind. She had heard the plan more than enough times to recite it from memory.

Down below, the scenary of Oakland Hills came into view and so did the large valley nestled under the foot of it. A river in the shape of G emptying into a sparkling lake beside which Camp Jupiter stood proud, the hippodrome, the neighborhood of Seven Hills, the coliseum, the fort of Via Principalis, everything was so picturesque.

Sabrina didn't know what to think of Camp Jupiter. It was so different from back home, different yet beautiful. It provided a safe environment for living—not a literal cult disguised as a summer camp.

Her hands felt shaky, knees wobbly and she was sure it wasn't entirely the effect of her breakfast or lack thereof.

Camp Jupiter was right there!

If Sabrina decided to be extra stupid, she could jump overboard. While the idea of turning into human ketchup splatter was not appealing, she wanted more than anything to just rush down there. The thought of ushering Leo crossed her mind but she dismissed it quickly.

Nope. Focus. Your love life cannot fuck up this quest. The world is in danger of destruction!

A loud crackle rang through the air alongside a loud boom. At first she mistook it as Jason summoning thunder but the gruff voice that greeted them was indication against that possibility.

The giant statue of Terminus warned them against landing the Argo II on Roman soil. In less than five minutes, he had managed to diss the warship, knock Piper off her feet, win an argument with Annabeth—which in itself was a huge accomplishment—and threatened to blast them off the sky.

Sabrina, cloaked by magic, walked casually towards the group. Peeking over, she saw the legion reinforcements had arrived making their so-called enemies a hundred stronger. Blue eyes sweeping the surroundings of their impending doom, her breath hitched.

Oh, Holy Hecate—she saw him.

There he was, Percy Jackson, in all his unkempt and tanned glory. His hair was slicked in one direction as though he had just taken a trip to the beach. He was taller, leaner and had gained more muscles.

The thought of him made heat flood to her face. His hands were thrown around two Romans, a cute boy with a black buzz-cut and a gorgeous girl with honey-colored curls.

But the purple T-shirt he adorned made her stomach sink. Right, even so close, they were eons apart.

He wasn't the same guy she knew till last winter, no matter how much she tried to convince herself otherwise. He was a Praetor now, the most important rank in Camp Jupiter. For all she knew, he had moved on with his life, from CBH and from her.

"Leo, stop the ship!" Sabrina called out, dismissing the invisibility spell.

"What?"

"She's right, do it", Annabeth agreed, flashing a concerned look at Sabrina. "The law states that we cannot land beyond the Pomerian Line, there's no harm done in hovering over it. Not technically."

Terminus hesitated but did not stop them as the group took the ladder and they climbed down to the forum. The crowd parted as she made her way through the camp.

It was more of a permanent settlement—the aroma from the bakeries, the guilded columns, flawless architectures, terraced mansions, cute neighborhoods, domes except those destroyed in a recent scuffle and lots of beautiful fountains.

Her eyes scanned the people who wore the exact same look of wariness. It took Sabrina a lot less trial in figuring out the leader. It was the way Reyna carried herself with such confidence, maintaining a pokerface all throughout.

But Sabrina's search went on for the sea green gaze she had come to adore. The moment their eyes met, she looked away hastily.

A lump of white-hot anger, bitterness and guilt grew in her throat. It hurt so bad. All the nights she would muffle her sobs with the pillow, lest she wanted her siblings to be startled awake, the borderline crazy search for Percy and jumping at every opportunity to find a single clue of his whereabouts.

And there he was...

Her hands shook involuntarily. In her peripheral vision, she noticed the gathered people occupied by talking with Annabeth and Jason.

Sabrina walked backwards till she got lost in the swarm, away from the eyes and from him. She felt like a little girl but she would take the accusations of being childish any day over facing her fears headfirst. That's how it had always been.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid", she chanted like a prayer, walking through the winding streets of the foreign camp. It was no wonder she got lost, that was an impulsive decision on her part. Sabrina couldn't start to imagine the uproar she must've caused when her friends realized her absence.

Or, maybe they were glad to get a break from the ball of anxiety and gloom she always imitated these days.

Gods, she had been such a bad friend. Everyone had worked hands on to prepare for the quest while she got off easy with the sympathy card. She would make up for it, Sabrina vowed to herself, one way or the other.

Right as she was about to take a turn, a hand grasped her wrist. She was immediately on high alert, right hand creeping toward the bracelet on her left one.

"I hope you weren't thinking of shooting me as soon as we met, Red."

Shit.

A sob caught in her throat. That scent she could recognize anywhere. She let him turn her around without putting up much of a fight.

"Are you crying?" He sounded amused.

Sabrina was cringing mentally. Good job. Now your own boyfriend thinks you're pathetic too.

To her surprise, he threw his arms around her, pulling her close till there was little space separating them.

The redhead froze. "Percy?" Her voice quivered.

"Hm?" He snapped out of his trance, showing her a huge smile. "Sorry, I just... missed this—missed you."

His finger traced her face, thumb swiping the lone tear that trickled down her cheek. "Now, can you tell me what's making you cry?"

For the first time in a long while, she properly looked at him. Tears welled up in her eyes and her hands shoved him away. It was too much for her to handle. She couldn't do this—not without Annabeth, not alone.

"How can you pretend everything's okay?" She screamed at his wide-eyed state, once grateful for the deserted streets. "Do you have any idea how many search parties we sent for you? I looked everywhere! Your mom was worried sick. I thought I lost you, Percy. I thought you were dead!"

He remained silent throughout her rant, not speaking a single word. In the end she had taken enough steps towards him to hit his chest that she collapsed from the exhaustion.

Her face burned red as he let her rest against him, bringing her into his embrace once more.

"I'm sorry for worrying you", Percy started in a quiet voice. "Trust me, if I had a choice, I wouldn't have left at all. I didn't have a way to contact Camp either; all I remembered was your name and the address to mom's apartment in Manhattan."

He planted soft kisses on the side of her head. His growth spurt didn't hit her before as much as it did now. "I'm sorry. Give me one more chance?"

For a moment, neither of them made a squeak. Sabrina finally got her quiet to think. Instead of pushing him away, perhaps it was better to just accept it. It wasn't his fault. The blame could be stored away for Her Most Annoying Majesty. Just then, all she could think about was the warmth that his arms provided and how much she missed it.

Her eyelids felt heavy but Sabrina managed a small laugh. One chance? She would give him all the chances in the world if he looked at her like that.

Suddenly all too aware of her outburst, she buried her face in his chest and Percy gladly hugged her tighter. He couldn't make sense of how he managed to live without her through half a year. But, now that she was with him again, he wasn't willing to let her go, not anytime soon.

"Okay", she began tentatively, running a finger up and down the length of his arm. "We can sort this out. I mean, we've been through a literal war, how hard can this be? We're mature er... almost-adults?"

"Mhm, very mature", Percy grinned causing her to slap his hand lightly.

Pressing her face into his shirt, she took in the scent of seawater wafting off him, an odd sense of happiness mixed with subtle melancholy washing over her. "I...I'm glad you're here."

When Sabrina was looking up at him with that face, Percy couldn't stop himself from capturing her lips in a searing kiss—something he didn't know he needed to do this urgently.

He wanted to explain himself. He knew better than anyone about her troubles with trusting people. Percy was well aware that he had lost his spot in the bubble of people she could blindly lean on and he was willing to do anything to win it back.

When he started pulling away, Sabrina didn't imagine herself tugging him forward. Her hands wound up entangled in his dark hair, brushing his scalp to soothe both him and herself, a desperate reminder to realize that this was real.

"So, am I still your favorite or what?" Percy mumbled sporting a small blush, his hands locked around her waist.

After a number of grueling months, Sabrina laughed with all the genuineness she could possibly ever muster. Was that even a question? "Always, Perce." She rose on her tiptoes to peck his lips.

Percy was finally home.

[everything-halfblood-aesthetic]

Ship Aesthetic - Daughter of Hecate x Son of Hephaestus

For @analogdetective

[rainfallingonasummereve]

about the godly parent quizzes…

am i the only one to continuously get different answers, even on the same quizzes? i float between hypnos, zeus, aphrodite, nemesis, hades, hecate, and demeter but half of those don’t feel like me? is this a me problem or is this a common thing for everyone?

[hecatechild]

Hecate kids are witchy chaotic academia. They have books everywhere. They love art. They listen to Memories by Conan Gray all the time. They write quotes on their arms. They have conspiracy theories. They can’t work without something in the background. They love Shakespeare. They light candles all the time. They read history books for fun. They explore abandoned ruins. As kids they made fake spell books, when they get older they read every Harry Potter book.

[killerzshadow]

Do you have an aestethic board for a child of Hecate who bacame a Huntress of Artemis?

Huntress Child Of Hecate Aesthetic Board

Requests Open!

Please Request Mood/Aesthetic Boards In Asks!

[meanwhile-in-cabin-20]

Broke: Introducing yourself with your Godly parent

WOKE: Introduce yourself with the name Mr.D calls you

[thecabinsixwitch]

chb cabin aesthetics: 1/?

🔮🌙 Hecate - Cabin 20 🐈‍⬛✨

Who's a heretic now? / Am I making sense? / How can you make it stick? / Waiting 'til the beat comes out / Who's a heretic, child? / Can you make it stick, now? / And I'm on trial / Waiting 'til the beat comes out

“Which Witch” - Florence + the Machine

• requested by anonymous

(feel free to send me moodboard requests!)