One Of My Favorite Thoughts That Comes With Will Going From Cabin Baby To Head Counselor Is The Insane

If Esperanza were still alive and knew Jason, she would look him in the eye and ask if he was eating properly (he is 2x her size)

I wonder if the younger campers at chb wrote fanfiction about their favorite ships from the biggest heroes (the seven) at camp. If they did I bet there were ship wars between Jasico and Percico shippers all across camp. Meanwhile Solangelo shippers just point to Nico and Will making out and mouth ‘I won.’

Leo and Piper are the only ones that know and are here for the drama. Nico and Annabeth have their suspicions but don’t have enough evidence.

Capture the Flag wars are held twice a week now. One time regular style, the second so that the shippers can be on separate teams and take out their annoyance with the other ships.

The fanfics start getting out of control. One twelve year old Athena kid teams up with an Aphrodite kid to write a big three threesome and hand out the latest chapters like drug dealers to other campers.

Leo jokingly writes Solangelo fluff and sells it for $2 a chapter each week. The Stolls help with distribution.

The billionth reason as to why I'd be a great demigod

I have a headcanon that young demigods are feral by default as a survival instinct and mellow out with age.

Dionysus did not mellow out with age.

Like what the fuck that person totally fucking missed the point also they basically implied that they've written hate comments before.

so got my first hate comment on a solangelo fic, honestly I don’t rlly care (other than the fact they totally misunderstood the point I was making about Will sometimes giving up control), I just think this person needs to get a fucking grip. Like I’m sorry if my build up was interfering with your jerk off material, but there are better ways to deal with your sexual frustration.

I’ve been posting on ao3 for years, but if I was a newer writer this is exactly the kind of thing that would have shattered my confidence and made me want to stop writing. Like why are you foaming at the mouth cos you didn’t like a smut fic I wrote for free and posted for you to read, for free??

My point is, if you don’t like something, you can literally just stop engaging with it and don’t need to go on an unhinged rant about it.

Like if the fic does go to shit (it probably won't) who the hell is going to be like "aha! I found you kudos this random ass fic and I didn't like it"

“You shouldn’t give kudos to in-progress fics because you don’t know what might happen in a future chapter” is actually the wildest fucking take.

Brother snapped a photo of hector this morning while I was asleep

there’s so many revival jason ideas that i love so much, but the one i’m most obsessed with is where jason “comes back” because his life is now connected to leo’s

basically the “life force” or whatever you want to call that’s weaker gets connected to the one that’s stronger. the usual idea i have for this is that leo gets some item that can do this and after a little oopsie, jason is back

and because jason is still technically dead, he can’t die. he get get tired and fatigued if he doesn’t eat or looses blood, but he can’t die. someone could rip out his heart and he’d still be alive, or rather “alive”. he can only die if leo dies

for the most part, it’s an acceptable situation for the both of them. however, there is one issue

jason doesn’t see any problem with it. he already protects leo with his life. now, he can do it and actually be protecting his life. but now things are different. he can’t die. he can throw himself into dangerous situations and come out alive. he can do risky moves that he’d normally never think of doing. he’s not risking anything. he can come out alive. he’s now even more of a weapon than he was before

for the most part, leo also has no problem with it. he finally has jason back. he knows that he’ll never be without him again. also, he has more respect for his life, knowing that it’s not just his own, but also jason’s. it’s a little nerve wracking when in fights with monsters, but he knows he has people around to help him out. but… then there’s jason’s new recklessness. jason already had little regard for his own life. now, he has even less regard for his safety. it causes leo great distress. sure, jason can’t die, but he can still get hurt. he can still be in pain. what if something happened to him? what if he was hurt so badly that he can’t call for help? what if he’s laying there feeling that pain for hours? he loves jason so much. it hurts him to see the man he loves have so little regard for his well being. it hurts him to see him get hurt time and time again

Frank Zhang 🤝 Will Sollace 🤝 Jason Grace

When it comes to falling in love with short, eerie looking, outcasts, who each come with a strong aura of death and suffering that goes generations.

leo and jason but they actually met before gaea

a young jason, having to venture outside of camp for the first time for a quest, running face first into a boy in the middle of the streets. hes scrawny and scruffy and not fit to be a true roman, but his fingers move quicker than his rapidfire mix of curses, apologies, and insults as he picks up the things that fell out of his backpack in the collision.

a young leo, running away from yet another home, colliding with a boy that acts like hes the first human hes seen in months. he's not sure whether to be annoyed or confused as the boy questions him on the very basic contents of his bag with his head tilted like some sort of stupid golden retriever. the new kids accent is thick, one he could barely understand, but he tries to answer the dumb questions as best he can.

jason follows leo, deciding the new boy to be his guide in an unfamiliar world. he shows him new and interesting things, colorful and exotic things he's never seen before. new places, new people. jason decides he must be divine in some way. he's distraught when he finishes the quest and has to leave. leo shared things jason could barely fathom, then it was yanked away, leaving a burning hole in his mind and heart and scalding marks on the hands he had guided.

leo leads jason, which was not his intention at first. he shows him normal things, the places where the security cameras or locks are broken, the place where the staff gives him freebies, the public library with computers you could play and code games on, all things leo had known about for years, but jason stares at him like a worshipper stares at a god, filled with awe and adoration. he wakes up one day, and jason isn't there anymore, leaving nothing but a fleeting memory, brushed away with the wind.