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pjononsense · 2 years

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Michael: You must try to understand Octavian. He had a terrible childhood

Gwen: I understand. I’m having a terrible childhood right now

Hazel: I’m having a terrible childhood but I sure as fuck don’t understand

Lavinia: I’m still a child and I’m literally dying so I don’t want to hear it

Dakota: I never got through my childhood, but what do I know?

Reyna: Who needs a good childhood when you can just punch your bad childhood in the face?

Jason: What is childhood?

#percy jackson #heroes of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians #trials of apollo #incorrect quotes #camp jupiter #michael kahale #pjo octavian #pjo gwen #hazel levesque #lavinia asimov #pjo dakota #reyna ramirez arellano #jason grace

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sodamnbored · 2 years

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Dakota exasperated, finding Octavian dressed in Praetor gear: What are you doing?

Octavian: Well, we voted Jason in as Praetor after the Titan War, but now he’s gone AWOL. So I thought I’d accept the Praetorship on his behalf.

Dakota: I don’t think you know what behalf means.

Octavian, straightening his cape fastenings in the mirror: Of course I do, it’s a verb. As in I be-haffin’ it.

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algumaideia · 2 years

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Ok so:

Dakota knows that Jason is Octavian's friend and they talk about it sometimes, but Jason doesn't know Dakota is Octavian's friend.

Jason knows that Reyna is Octavian's friend, Dakota doesn't.

Michael knows about Reyna and Jason, but he is not sure about Dakota.

Dakota and Jason have no idea Octavian is dating Michael.

Reyna is the only one who knows everything. Octavian doesn't like that so he is trying to get a new secret friend.

#octavian headcanons #octavian hoo #hoo #reyna avila ramirez arellano #jason grace #michael kahale #dakota hoo #octahale

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sentient-cloud · 2 years

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Does share some of my headcanons, minor character Romans are my passion apparently

#my art #pjo #hoo #Dakota pjo #Gwen pjo #Michael kahale #Octavian pjo #Dakota hoo #Gwen hoo #hoo Octavian #god tagging is so complicated why is mike the only one w a canon surname 😭#heroes of olympus

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zazzander · 2 years

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#octavian x dakota #hoo dakota #octavian hoo

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tagthescullion · 3 years

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Do you think it's fair to say that Heroes of Olympus suffered from character bloat? They're trying to introduce us to these new guys while the main cast from the previous books are still fresh in our minds even if all of them sans Percy and Annabeth are pretty much wallpaper. And then they introduce this whole other camp full of people we've never met and don't care about (Seriously, the CJ campers are pretty interchangeable sans the 7 + Reyna) and expect us to feel the same amount of concern.

Like you said, anon, it’s impossible for us readers to care the same for the Greeks after six books than for the Romans after only one (where one of the PoVs was Percy’s)

Ideally, Rick should’ve written a spin-off or short story before TLH, perhaps featuring Jason and Reyna, giving us a glimpse of the new people

Then, I think SoN should come before TLH to allow us at least a little more time to get acquainted with and speculate about the Romans and their ways

Despite what 12 y/o me thought back in 2011, I’m not a fan of Annabeth and Percy being part of the 7, especially if the rest of them were going to be completely new characters

Personally, though, I think the biggest flaw in HoO was that Rick obviously preferred the Greeks and didn’t even try to explain the Roman side he introduced:

Only vague descriptions of CJ and almost none of their traditions

What was shown was there to antagonise the Romans, to compare their “brutal ways” to the “civilised Greeks”

New side characters were plain, boring caricatures: Dakota, Don the faun, hell, even Octavian. What’s Gwen there for? Literally just to die

New main characters are there to be compared with the old ones (in a very unflattering way, think Jason vs Percy)

Compare SoN to TLT. In TLT we learn a lot more about CHB than we do about Camp Jupiter in SoN (and SoN is longer!)

I love HoO, but the more I think about it, the more I realise I like it for what it could have been rather than for what it was

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #reyna avila ramirez arellano #jason grace #camp jupiter #camp half blood #ufff i never know how to shut up do i??#pjo #hoo #meta #cevenini responde #tagthescullion #octavian pjo #gwen pjo #dakota pjo #don the faun

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sunpirate · 3 years

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Things That Definitely Happened in Camp Jupiter at Some Point in Time

Dakota enters the Temple of Jupiter looking for a certain augur friend of his. He finds a tall, lanky boy in robes, standing in front of a marble slab with his back to him.

“Hey, Octavian, have you seen Sir Fluffs-A-Lot? I can’t sleep without him-“

The lanky boy turns, a look of guilt-ridden surprise on his face. Dakota is confused, then he sees what Octavian is holding: a silver knife in one hand, and a dismembered stuffed bear in the other.

Dakota lets out the tiniest gasp. “Is that…?”

Octavian panics. “Dakota, I can explain-“

Dakota’s mouth starts to curve downward, his bottom lip quivering.

Oh no, Octavian thinks. Not the Dakota-sad-face.

If Octavian had an Achilles’ heel, the Dakota-sad-face hits it with pinpoint accuracy every single time without fail. With the slumped shoulders, the big blue eyes, and the stray curl dangling in front of his forehead, the younger boy looks like a poor puppy whose tail got stepped on, and Octavian has a soft spot for puppies.

A cold hand starts clamping around his heart. The cotton guts of Sir Fluffs-A-Lot start to feel like lead in his grasp. Frantic, Octavian quickly tries to explain himself to the younger boy.

“I- I needed him for the omen reading, please don’t-“

The Dakota-sad-face intensifies. Tears start welling up in his puppy eyes.

“D-Don’t cry! Look, I’ll- I’ll buy you a new one! I just need to finish this real quick-“

“I got him from the claw machine.” Dakota’s voice is small and shaky. Octavian’s chest hurt. “It was my first time winning on the claw machine.”

It took all the strength Octavian has not to break down right then and there.

The older teen takes a deep breath, composing himself, then makes one last attempt at making amends. “Alright. I’ll take you to the arcade this afternoon. All tokens are on me, and we can take as long as you want on the claw machines to get you another bear. Deal?”

Dakota sniffles and looks down at his feet. Octavian is afraid the offer might not be enough to appease the poor boy, but to the augur’s relief Dakota nods, the mop of curls in his hair bouncing as well.

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“How long exactly have they been playing this game?”

Michael Kahale and Gwen stand at one corner of the arcade, looking over at Dakota and Octavian on one of the claw machines, who were trying desperately to grab one of the stuffed animals. Octavian dragged the other two along for moral support, because he didn’t want to ride alone with a sulking Dakota next to him. He’d drown from his own shame and guilt.

“We’re about to be here for two and a half hours.”

It will have been less had Dakota not gotten distracted by the other arcade games. The boy really took Octavian’s “All tokens are on me,” seriously, and spent most of their time running around the arcade trying different games. Michael and Gwen played a few games themselves as well, but soon ran out of tokens, and the rest of their budget was for food and their ride back to New Rome.

Octavian is also running out of money. Sweat drips down his forehead as he wiggles the joystick to get the claw in the right position (he and Dakota took turns trying to get the bear).

This time, please!

The augur jams his fist down the red button. He holds his breath as he desperately watches the claw drop for the millionth time, the other two chaperones doing the same from afar.

The claw lands on the head of a dark brown teddy bear. It takes what seems like forever for the claw to clamp shut, but to Octavian’s despair, it simply slides over the bear’s stuffed head and closes its metal hand over nothing.

The claw travels to the chute empty-handed. Octavian almost sobs. Michael and Gwen sigh in defeat.

“My turn!” Dakota says, a little too enthusiastically for Octavian’s liking. The young centurion seems to be enjoying the challenge. Easy for him to do, as he’s not the one spending the money.

But Octavian steps aside and lets the boy have his fun. He watches as Dakota slips a token into the slot and activates the machine. With horror, he realizes it was his last one. And Octavian has run out of tokens.

The older teen prays to Jupiter, to Bacchus, to Apollo, to any divine being who would listen, to help them finally get this over with and win just this once.

The machine whirs to life, its multicolored lights blinking happily in its perimeter, a mockery of Octavian’s mental state.

Dakota maneuvers the claw over the same bear, tongue sticking out in focus. Octavian brings his hands over to his face, unable to watch. Dakota pushes the button and the claw sinks once more.

Octavian waits for the other boy’s reaction, preparing himself for the worst.

Then he hears Dakota call out. “Octavian, look!”

He peeks through his fingers, and the sight is a miracle worthy of Jesus.

Dakota’s face is lit up and nearly pressed against the glass of the machine, and they both watch as the claw travels to the chute, the dark brown teddy bear undoubtedly secure in its grasp.

“Ha!” Octavian cries, gripping his scalp in disbelief. “Finally!”

Dakota grabs his prize and raises it happily in the air, then pulls Octavian in for a bear hug (no pun intended). People turn heads as Michael and Gwen cheer loudly from their corner and embrace like they just won the lottery.

The four of them go home that evening with stomachs full of take-out, two exhausted but relieved companions, a happy Dakota, and a broke but satisfied augur, who vows to never, even under desperation, take the plushies off of a random soldier’s bunk for his omen readings ever again.

#octavian being soft for dakota!#i like to think they were like this in their early camp jupiter days #before octavian.. yk got all dark and crazed :(#camp jupiter #heroes of olympus #hoo #percy jackson #pjo #toa #trials of apollo #octavian #dakota #pjo memes #pjo headcanons #son of neptune #pjo fic #pjo fics #pjo imagine #dawn’s fic

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m4gp13 · 3 years

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Happy death day to my three favourite characters <3 You are missed.

#okay technically charlie's death anniversary was yesterday #but still #fr man #ethan nakamura #silena beauregard #beckendorf #those were my three favs #and look where they ended up #and then I started to like Dakota #and spoiler alert #but toa said fuck him #and fuck you too #even Octavian I found interesting #but I can't even have HIM??#at least I have #*checks list*#one living fav #jee thanks rick /s #pjo

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incorrect-riordanverse · 3 years

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*Meanwhile, at Camp Jupiter*

Jason: Halloween’s almost here! What’s everyone going as?

Hazel: sad

Lavinia: gay

Frank: afraid

Gwen: sexy

Octavian: evil

Reyna: powerful

Dakota: minecraft

#yeah #riordanverse #incorrect riordanverse #rick riordan #heroes of olympus #hoo #jason Grace #hazel levesque #reyna ramirez avila arellano #gwendolyn #octavian #frank Zhang #Dakota #lavinia asimov #toa #trials of apollo #riordanverse halloween

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pjononsense · 3 years

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Dakota: If I die, my funeral is going to be the biggest party ever and you’re all invited

Reyna: If?

Octavian: Great, the only party I’ve ever been invited to and he might not even die

#percy jackson #heroes of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians #trials of apollo #camp jupiter #incorrect quotes #reyna ramirez arellano #dakota #pjo dakota #octavian #pjo octavian

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sodamnbored · 3 years

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Dakota: I’ve been hearing rumours around the Legion. What’re you up to?

Octavian: I’m planning a coup.

Dakota: Why?

Octavian: I want to be Praetor.

Dakota: Well you better prae-tor god Reyna doesn’t find out.

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algumaideia · 2 years

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Who do you think is Octavian's best friend?

Hi nonnie!!

Ahhhhh Reyna.

Jason and Octavian morals are too different, Michael is his boyfriend, Dakota wasn't this close to Octavian so there is Reyna.

#ask #anonymous #octavian #octavian hoo #octavian headcanon #i'm putting dakota as octavian friend even though i never talked about him because of how undecisive he was about betraying octavian

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sentient-cloud · 2 years

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Gay people meeting up for brunch but it’s minor character Romans

#i think In an au where Octavian and Dakota live they should be unlikely friends #pjo #Dakota pjo #Gwen pjo #Michael kahale #Octavian pjo #idk how people tag em so also #hoo Dakota #hoo Gwen #hoo Octavian #my art

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zazzander · 2 years

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We would you look at that. I have come back on the fan-fic writing train with this one-shot.

Summary: Between Jason’s disappearance and Percy’s arrival, Octavian is working towards his vision for the legion. Meanwhile, Dakota finds himself longing to rekindle an old friendship – and ends up forming a half-alliance with Octavian.

#octavian fanfic #octavian hoo #octavian pjo #heroes of olympus #camp jupiter #dakota hoo #canon is not important #what is important is that my boys have a moment of happiness #because it comes to an end

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toknowthevalueofamoment · 3 years

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Octavian: Would you guys be there for me if I was going through something?

Michael: Nope, absolutely not.

Dakota: I hope it sucks, whatever you're going through.

Percy: I hope it emotionally scars you for the rest of your life.

Nico: I hope you reach out to me so I can ignore you.

Reyna: I can't wait to go to your funeral, knowing I could've changed that outcome.

Octavian: :(

#pjo #hoo #incorrect quotes #incorrect pjo quotes #incorrect hoo quotes #source: tik tok #octavian #michael kahale #dakota #percy jackson #reyna ramirez arellano #nico di angelo #reyna avila ramirez arellano

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bunkernine · 4 years

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The bread tasted like leaves, but it was the best thing I had eaten in a long time. Scarfing down the little Dakota could spare, my ran through what was going to happen. A survival challenge meant we were doing things on our own. No help allowed, and definitely no interference from a referee. We would’ve starved, but the Senate would consider that more honorable than accepting help like this.

For once, Octavian seemed to agree with me. He sneered at the bread held out to him, saying, “That’s against the rules.”

“You’re hungry,” Dakota offered again. His armor clinked, the sound echoing through the quiet forest, reminding me that he shouldn’t have been here in the first place. I swallowed, and the shame bittered the taste. Earlier, Octavian called me weak. He said I wasn’t a real Roman. Would a real Roman have taken the bread?

“I’d rather die,” Octavian spat out.

“You’re going to starve,” I told him. “I’m not going to help you if that happens.” Octavian’s cold eyes trailed from the wrapper in my hand, to my face, where he held my eyes. His thin lips lifted upward like I had just told him a joke.

“Better to die a Roman than be weak, Jason.”

I rolled my eyes and passed the wrapper back to Dakota. After thanking him, the older legionnaire pointed toward where the river was- to which Octavian glared holes in my head for even asking for help- and headed back toward the wall. The silence between me and Octavian was worse than before, but at least I had something filling my stomach. But still, even after the bread, there was a gnawing in my abdomen, a spooling pit of uncertainty.

Octavian’s stomach growled, but he only cursed and ignored it, striding forward like it was nothing. His hand was at his side, poise straight and practiced, ready to fight and die like a true Roman.

The gnawing came again. Was Octavian right? I was Roman, obviously, but could someone be not Roman enough? The thought angered me, but not as much as even considering Octavian could be right. He was too irritating to be correct.

Octavian then dropped. I bolted forward, the knife Gwen gave me earlier in hand, searching for whatever monster was there. I would kill them, the way a good Roman would, the way that was taught to me, ingrained as instinct.

Then Octavian groaned, clutching his stomach. Realizing what happened, I kicked his squirming legs and he whined louder.

“What did I tell you?” I squatted by his sweaty face. “I told you I wasn’t going to help you.”

Octavian’s face contorted in pain. “Shut up,” he huffed. “Get me some thing to drink.”

For a second, I considered if the roles were switched. Octavian would’ve left me in a heartbeat. Is the Roman way to leave a comrade- I scowled, because Octavian wasn’t anywhere close to being a comrade- or would the Romans help their team?

A phrase from one of my private lessons came to mind. Non nobis solum nati sumus. Not for ourselves alone are we born. I grumbled under my breath. Helping other people was fine, but did that have to include Octavian? There’s probably another line that said “not for ourselves alone are we born (unless you’re annoying and your name is Octavian).”

Roman decision or not, I patted his shoulder again and stood up in search for water to give the guy and gleefully tell him I told you so.

[explanation of this part of the son of lightning under the cut bro]

[A quick excerpt from the survival camp/Wolf House part of the book. It seems right that they would learn to survive alone, and then have a team game afterward, because you’re strong as one, but stronger together. Dakota’s a year or two older than Jason and Octavian, and eventually gets demoted to 5th cohort for something as simple as sharing bread. He’s only supposed to watch and make sure the kids who... don’t make it... get moved to stop from scaring the others. He took a liking to Jason and Octavian before the actual survival camp started. By survival camp, I just mean they dropped those kids in the woods filled with predators and rabid wolves without weapons or food for a few weeks lol...

I think the best way to approach SPQR is that you go to school up until 12ish (Jason and Octavian rn, tho jason got private lessons cause he’s the son of jupiter and octavian is a Gifted Kid) and then train for a week with basic fighting skills, and then get dropped into survival camp aka Wolf House. Then who ever is left is clearly strong, and then they have the team game. From then, based on performance you’re supposed to get sorted into cohort’s but really it’s just nepotism cause the Senate is all twisted. I’m going to say SPQR has regular classes too lmao, so they know some math 💀

anyway, introducing the idea of jason not feeling wholly roman so early is pretty good. the feelings get ignored after this anyway, lol, until later in the books 🤔 but it'll make this issue more enticing in hoo 💕 jason's to annoyed by octavian to even register this being a legit struggle. also... he's 13 😩... I really had to resist the urge to throw in a "stupidhead" somewhere 😭]

#jason grace #octavian #dakota pjo #octavian pjo #idk which is my tag lol #jason grace and the dii consentes #💕#chb extended 📚#technically 🤔#tharini said she liked when i made fake excerpts and i wanted to do something jason related lately so here we go!!!

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