#jason and hera

[introspectivememories]

jason and juno's relationship is like "you were my mother, why couldn't you have just been my mother? and "i will be your sword and your shield" and "i made you into a hero. you ruined me. it's the same thing!" and "i will spend my lifetime being your dutiful champion" and "everything i am is because of you" and "it was my life! you had no right to take that from me. it was my life" and "a girl will be the daughter of zeus but you, jason grace, shall be mine" and "mom, am i still young? can i dream for a few months more?" and "i love you and i always will and i am sorry. what a useless word" and "i have my father's nose and all his rage, but i have my mother's face and her grief" and "or was my rage my mother's? or her mother's? or hers? an inherited creature?" and "but i am very homesick for arms that have never held me" and "the arms that cradled you are covered in an unfathomable amount of blood. but they cradled me, yes?" and "i will die your daughter and i will die your daughter and i will die your daughter" and "i hate you for what you did and i miss you like a little kid" and "hello? this is your mother. are you there? are you coming home?" and "mother, eat me and give birth to me again. this time around i'll make you proud" and "a fragment of god has been found in my mother's tender, fleeting smile" and "beause i'm my mother's son, i leave the arrow in my throbbing heart. what kills me keeps me alive" and "i have searched for my mother's love in all corners of the world" and "to say that you abandoned me would be very unjust, but that i was abandoned, and at times horribly, is true" and "i've done everything you have ever asked me. everything. i have given everything i've ever had" and "if i let him do this to me, what else will i allow? anything, anything, anything" and "i love you so much i'm going to let you kill me" and "you believe me like a god and i destroy you like like i am" and "i am forever your most devoted believer" and "somebody always needs to go first. i know this. i go first" and "i ache for the idea of it" and "i still loved you. i still have to live with that" and "i forget about you long enough to forget why i needed you" and "i miss you more than i remember you" and "when you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust, i hope you miss me sometimes" and "if home is where the heart is, then we're all just fucked. i can't remember, i can't remember" and "and i'll dream each night of some version of you, that i might not have but i did not lose" and "it's been a long time since i've been me" and "i am not the person i dream of being" and "i want everything back, the way it was. but there is no point to it, this wanting" and most importantly, "of course the love is there. still, still, still."

[thewhispersofthewaves]

Can you do a cabin 2 moodboard?

Cabin 2 🦚

《I'm too sensitive when I

start to cry

But I m a cold hearted

Uptight bitch when

I keep it inside 》

[wickedweasly]

DID RICK JUST CALL JASON THE SON OF JUNO?!?!

Oh my poor heart-

They way this ties perfectly with the fact that it was Hera/Juno who mourned him and not his own father….

He really was her boy🥹

[princessofghosts-posts]

Thalia watched how Nico got his whole divine family,including the step-mom that should hate him (like Hera's treatment towards her because of the cheating) and grand-mother (like what???),to the battle ; and then got to know how Percy convinced Poseidon to help the Gods fighting Typhoon,even with his kindgom and people in danger,knowing full well that Zeus will never do that for her.

Percy and Nico got their dads (and family) to fight for and with them,because even if they are sometimes shitty,they still care enough for their children to actually help them and being involved in their life. The only thing Zeus did for her was turning her into a tree (not even his own tree,because Pines are Poesidon's and not Zeus's) for a couple of years,to prevent her from dying.

Even her brother had the opportunity to fight with their dad in BoO,something that Thalia herself never had. And she probably feels bitter about it,because Poseidon and Hades care for their children,even after the oath was broken,but her dad was never there for her and barely did anything to help her.

(OG Little Three trio angst,yes-)

[somewhereincairparavel]

Jason: *dies in an excruciatingly painful but heroic way because his dad screwed up again, saving the lives of a literal God, his ex, a random girl and his dad's fucking ego*

Zeus: um chile anyways so-

[imafuckinstar]

i lay awake at night wondering how the world would be if hera had been portrayed as the protector of women and goddess of childbirth in the riordanverse

[fleurbleedinghearts]

I know Juno claimed him as her champion when he was born and stuff, but I do wonder if a part of what endears Jason to her is that he isn't one of Zeus/Jupiter's favorites.

She probably has a big inferiority complex directly caused by Zeus cheating her. Not helped by Zeus keeping his gloating mistresses Leetoe & Smelly in her sight on Olympus and openly favoring their sons to hers.

But Jason Grace is not one of the sons he favors. Despite his power, this boy is no Hercules, he's not lucky enough to be that loved.

Maybe she sees her own children's pain in him... Ares never being able to make Zeus proud no matter what he does, Zeus being a major asshole to Hephaestus when he opposes Zeus to do the right thing, Hera's daughters never receiving the same love from Zeus that Athena and Artemis do (if he remembers them at all).

Obviously Jason's case is made worse by Beryl being... not a good mom.

Remember that Hera is the same woman who acted motherly to Heracles after he was rejected by his mother (not blaming Alcmene btw, Heracles was a product of her rape) before realizing he was one of her husbands favored bastards (who he planned to make king of HER patron city).

She has a soft spot for children like Jason.

[cece693]

Make Me Cry

pairing: nico di angelo x son of zeus tags: nico cries, emotional mess, abandonment issues, male reader is the son of zeus

Nico sat in the far corner of Cabin 13, knees drawn to his chest, trembling fingers pressed to his mouth in an attempt to stifle the sobs that refused to quiet. Shadows hung heavy in the cramped space, as if even the dark itself sought to crush him. He could barely breathe from the weight of it all—guilt, doubt, and the incessant whisper in his mind that told him he wasn’t enough. That he would never be enough.

Why couldn’t he just be happy with the one person who truly cared about him?

You—son of Zeus, golden and radiant—were his opposite in every conceivable way. You were everything he was not, and yet you chose him. Nico had thought he’d forgotten how to love, how to trust until you slipped through the cracks in his armor. Each time you smiled at him, it felt like the sun piercing through a storm-ridden sky. But in the quiet moments, the voices in his head turned cruel: you were only with him out of pity, or because you felt responsible for the broken son of Hades.

They look at me like I’m cursed. They look at you like a god.

The memory of camp’s glances burned in Nico’s chest: the subtle stares whenever you walked side by side, the hushed whispers that you, the shining hero, could do so much better. Some of the other campers—particularly from Camp Juniper—had begun suggesting, almost teasingly, that you were better suited for someone stronger, someone like Ethan, a powerful demigod who had fought by your side during the war with Gaea. The two of you had effortlessly bonded during the chaos of battle, forming a friendship so strong that it almost felt like it was destined.

Maybe it was true. Maybe you did belong with someone like him—someone who could keep up with you, someone who didn’t have the weight of a dark underworld hanging over him. Maybe Ethan's warm charisma and warrior's spirit made him a better match for you, someone who could shine just as brightly as you did.

Maybe they’re right, Nico thought. Maybe you could be happy with him. With someone who doesn’t make you feel like you’re always walking on eggshells. He’s going to realize it one day. He’s going to leave…

So lost in that spiral, Nico failed to notice the cabin door sliding open. You slipped inside, your eyes adjusting to the darkness before they locked onto his silhouette. The sight of him, small and trembling against the wall, made your heart clench. “Nico…?” you called softly, stepping closer. At the sound of your voice, his heart lurched painfully. He didn’t want you to see him this vulnerable, to confirm what the rumors suggested: that he was too damaged to stand at your side.

But you were determined. You approached slowly, eventually kneeling beside him, your tone infinitely gentle. “Hey…” you whispered, reaching out to place a hand on his shoulder. Instead of leaning into it, Nico jerked away with a shudder. You froze, worry etched on your face. “What’s wrong, Nico? Did I…did I do something to upset you?”

Nico squeezed his eyes shut, afraid to see the hurt in your expression. You, who always took on everyone’s burdens like they were your own.

“S-stop,” he managed, voice hoarse from crying. “I—I can’t do this anymore. It’s not fair to you.”

Your eyes widened. “What are you talking about?”

He dragged in a wavering breath. His chest felt tight, but he forced himself to continue. “I…can’t be with you,” he croaked. “I don’t…I’m just not—I’m not what you need. You should be with someone like you—someone who’s not…”

His attempt at pushing you away was undone by the quivering in his voice. Though he tried to make himself sound resolute, tears glistened at the corners of his eyes, betraying the pain beneath his words.

You took a small, steadying breath, refusing to budge from your spot. “You don’t really want that,” you said, voice quiet but firm. “Please talk to me, Nico. Whatever you’re thinking, whatever you’re feeling—it’s okay to say it.”

He trembled under your earnest gaze. “You don’t…you don’t get it,” he muttered, tears gathering at his lashes. “Everyone thinks that you’re doing me a favor. That you’re bound to me because you feel sorry for me, or something like that. And I…I can’t bear it. How can I not feel insecure when everyone sees that I'm a burden—”

“Don’t call yourself that.”

Nico’s eyes flicked up in surprise. He could feel the storm brewing in your gaze, just as tangible as the distant thunder echoing beyond the cabin walls. For a moment, neither of you said anything, the silence weighed down by the echo of Nico’s own insecurities. “Don’t…” your voice broke slightly, “don’t ever call yourself a burden.”

Nico swallowed hard, tears still slipping down his cheeks. “Then what am I?” he whispered, half in desperation and half in challenge, like he wanted to believe you but couldn’t find it in himself to try.

“You’re everything to me,” you said, more forcefully than you intended. You edged closer, fingers aching to reach out but holding back, not wanting to startle him further. “I chose you—and I keep choosing you every day. You didn’t force me. There’s no pity involved.”

Nico shook his head, curls falling over his eyes. “They say you shine too brightly to be with someone like me. That I’m nothing but a shadow in your light.”

You inhaled, slowly reaching out. This time, you didn’t give him the chance to pull away, gently settling your hand atop his. “Nico,” you murmured, softly but unyielding. “I am light, yeah—but light doesn’t only illuminate all that’s bright and perfect. It finds its way into the darkest corners, too. It reveals things worth seeing, worth loving—things you refuse to see in yourself.”

Nico’s throat bobbed. “But—”

“And as for Ethan,” you continued, letting just a trace of humor soften your voice, “he’s great. He’s strong, loyal, sure. We’re friends. And that’s it. The rest is gossip, Nico. Nothing more.”

Your words wrapped around him like a lifeline. He bowed his head, breath catching. You gave his hand a careful squeeze, hoping it could somehow convey what you couldn’t put into words. You wished you could reach into his heart and silence every lie he told himself.

“Listen to me,” you whispered, leaning in. “I choose you. I don’t feel bound by some duty, and I’m not doing you a favor. This—” You gestured between you and him. “This is real. And if you'll have me, I'll stay with you forever.”

Nico’s face crumpled, another wave of tears gathering. But there was relief there, too. He let out a shuddering breath and loosened his grip on his knees, letting your fingers curl more securely around his own. “I—I’m scared,” he confessed, voice trembling. “I’m scared that one day you’ll wake up and decide…decide that what they’re saying is true.”

A bolt of lightning illuminated the sky, just enough to cast wavering shadows across the walls of Cabin 13. You felt the thunder in your chest, echoing the resolute thrum of your heart. Gently, you reached up and cupped Nico’s chin, guiding his gaze to meet yours.

“They don’t decide what’s true,” you told him. “We do.”

For a moment, the cabin was silent save for the soft rise and fall of your breathing. Then, cautiously, Nico uncrossed his legs. He let you draw him in, wrapping him in an embrace so tender it nearly broke your heart. His tears dampened your shirt, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was holding him close, letting him feel the certainty in your arms. Camp could whisper all they wanted. They could talk of Ethan’s strengths and your supposed perfection. None of them knew the warmth that sparked in your chest whenever Nico looked at you and finally believed, if only for a moment, that he was worthy of love.

You’d show him that truth as many times as it took.

[rayssion]

"person"

I had to add this guys

[dv-kelp-face]

Man lost his memory but not his humor and sassiness😎🤘

[landstedelesbian]

leo: come on ! Percy: where are we going ? Leo: werewolf hunting percy: woooooo Leo, squinting his eyes: what the fuck did you just say ?

[doodlerose]

This is supposed to be children of Hero's who were killed by their parents, chilling in a field. Hopefully having a much peaceful afterlife compared to their lives.

Hippolytus- son of Theseus and the Amazon Hippolyte - who was killed by Poseidon as a wish from Theseus after being falsely blamed for Phaedra (Theseus's wife) suicide.

Iphigenia- daughter of Agamemnon and Clytemnestra - who was killed in a sacrifice to Artemis in order to sail to Troy.

and Medea's and Jason's sons- who were killed by Medea for revenge against Jason, and after researching were not able to find definitive names for them in the play which is tragic. But I haven't read the play so I could be wrong.

Feel free to correct me if I got any information wrong :).

[ottpopfic]

“No she's not” Jason defends “Nothing here is yours”

“You are mine” the goddess snaps “You were gifted to me”

He just squares his shoulders and stands his ground “Yeah well, I've taken me back”

The glair Juno shoots him could strip paint “That boy changed you”

“Yeah” Jason smiles “yeah he did”

[clownzaf]

I LOVE THE JOHN CONSTANTINE AND TIM DRAKE CROSSOVER AUS!!!!!

So now think about this, a Tim Drake joins the batfamily late au where he was originally Constantine Prodigy “The Drake”.

He is a witch, but in the “herbs, potions and spells” kind. And Constantine sees that kid running around with her mother’s grimoire and a house full of haunted artefacts and he decides that even he is so much of an asshole to not offer this kid guidance.

So he takes the kid out of Gotham and starts teaching him the more he can about magic, and myths, and everything he knows. He goes that far to search people who knows more than him on some themes that Tim is connected to.

Ex: Gods.

John wanted to genuinely die when that kid he’s been having following around for 5 months turned out to be on Hera’s good side. Like, really good side.

A boy without the love of a family + AND HEIR??? He should’ve expected the altar and the devotion since the moment he met the kid.

He was, however, surprised when in the anniversary of Tim’s adventure with him a peacock appeared to him in the street and told him that the kid loved him like family. That, even with his twisted form of love, he has been the person who has showed more love to this kid on all his life.

He slept hugging the kid that night.

He called Wonder Woman the next morning (he hated every second of it but it was something that Tim needed)

But not everything good lasts forever. In the third anniversary of Tim’s journey, Nyx appeared to him with a mission. To be the next Robin and help her soldier with the darkness that has been consuming him lately.

So twelve year old Tim Drake packed up to his first solo mission. One that didn’t involve magic and that might last longer than expected.

John filled his the kid with all the protection he could and made him promise that if Batman ever do something to him he will turn him into a pig and then call Constantine who will ship his ass to Circe’s Island.

Made Tim promise to use his magic if he needs to. Screw Batman’s rule. John cares more about the kid’s life.

He also promised to go visit him every chance he gets.

And then they go on differents ways.

Tim lasted 5 years in Gotham. His hometown, but so so far of everything he considered home.

The gods didnt dare to put a divine foot on Gotham, it was the city of the Underworld. He alsocouldn’t use magic being Robin.

And he was so so far away from his dad Mentor.

Constantine came to Gotham at least once a month (unless he was doing some reckless shit or were in hell again) and every time he came to Gotham he spent at least 2 hours re doing all of Tim’s protective wards on Drake Manor and himself.

It was until after the BruceQuest (That was more of a Magic Quest with Constantine were they tried to prove Bruce was alive, where, and what kind of spell they needed) that Nyx presented herself again and told Tim that he mission was over and that he could choose between staying on Gotham or come back to the life he left behind.

He didn’t hesitate before hugging Constantine and telling him to bring him home.

He never shows up again in Gotham. The family thought he didn’t survive the Quest. Until one day there’s an All Hands On Deck emergency on the JL and Constantine goes with his presumedly dead protege

THE DRAKE.

[cabin10diaries]

i dont think yall get how obsessed i am with jason and heras relationship like. jasons own mother and father didnt care for him but he won over the favor of his fathers WIFE who usually hates all of his bastard children ??? by just bein g a guy. she CRIED OVER HIS DEATH. the goddess of marriage cried over the death of her husband's child that was a result of him cheating on her AGAIN. and she was attached to him in ways gods usually arent, like even poseidon and percy. hephaestus and leo. the only people who come close are toa apollo and his kids. she genuinely loved jason like a son, and jason had never had that sort of parental love except from a goddess that usually hates kids like him

[gingermintpepper]

In my Zeus bag today so I'm just gonna put it out there that exactly none of the great Ancient Greek warrior-heroes stayed loyal and faithful and completely monogamous and yet none of them have their greatness questioned nor do we question why they had the cultural prominence that they did and still do.

Jason, the brilliant leader of the Argo, got cold feet when it came to Medea - already put off by some of her magic and then exiled from his birthland because of her political ploys, he took Creusa to bed and fully intended on marrying her despite not properly dissolving things with Medea.

Theseus was a fierce warrior and an incredibly talented king but he had a horrible temper and was almost fatally weak to women. This is the man who got imprisoned in the Underworld for trying to get a friend laid, the man who started the whole Attic War because he couldn't keep his legs closed.

And we cannot at all forget Heracles for whom a not inconsiderable amount of his joy in life was loving people then losing the people around him that he loved. Wives, children, serving boys, mentors, Heracles had a list of lovers - male and female - long enough to rival some gods and even after completing his labours and coming down to the end of his life, he did not have one wife but three.

And y'know what, just because he's a cultural darling, I'll put Achilles up here too because that man was a Theseus type where he was fantastic at the thing he was born to do (that is, fight whereas Theseus' was to rule) but that was not enough to eclipse his horrid temper and his weakness to young pretty things. This is the man that killed two of Apollo's sons because they wouldn't let him hit - Tenes because he refused to let Achilles have his sister and Troilus who refused Achilles so vehemently that he ran into Apollo's temple to avoid him and still couldn't escape.

All four of these men are still celebrated as great heroes and men. All four of these men are given the dignity of nuance, of having their flaws treated as just that, flaws which enrich their character and can be used to discuss the wider cultural point of what truly makes a hero heroic. All four of these men still have their legacies respected.

Why can that same mindset not be applied to Zeus? Zeus, who was a warrior-king raised in seclusion apart from his family. Zeus who must have learned to embrace the violence of thunder for every time he cried as a babe, the Corybantes would bang their shields to hide the sound. Zeus learned to be great because being good would not see the universe's affairs in its order.

The wonderful thing about sympathy is that we never run out of it. There's no rule stopping us from being sympathetic to multiple plights at once, there's no law that necessitate things always exist on the good-evil binary. Yes, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to sufferation in Tartarus for what (to us) seems like a cruel reason. Prometheus only wanted to help humans! But when you think about Prometheus' actions from a king's perspective, the narrative is completely different: Prometheus stole divine knowledge and gifted it to humans after Zeus explicitly told him not to. And this was after Prometheus cheated all the gods out of a huge portion of wealth by having humans keep the best part of a sacrifice's meat while the gods must delight themselves with bones, fat and skin. Yes, Zeus gave Persephone away to Hades without consulting Demeter but what king consults a woman who is not his wife about the arrangement of his daughter's marriage to another king? Yes, Zeus breaks the marriage vows he set with Hera despite his love of her but what is the Master of Fate if not its staunchest slave?

The nuance is there. Even in his most bizarre actions, the nuance and logic and reason is there. The Ancient Greeks weren't a daft people, they worshipped Zeus as their primary god for a reason and they did not associate him with half the vices modern audiences take issue with. Zeus was a father, a visitor, a protector, a fair judge of character, a guide for the lost, the arbiter of revenge for those that had been wronged, a pillar of strength for those who needed it and a shield to protect those who made their home among the biting snakes. His children were reflections of him, extensions of his will who acted both as his mercy and as his retribution, his brothers and sisters deferred to him because he was wise as well as powerful. Zeus didn't become king by accident and it is a damn shame he does not get more respect.