#battle of manhattan

[jasonsjavelin]

except he won’t. he never will. he never has. but his desperation deceives him. luke castellan will always haunt the narrative.

#luke castellan #percy jackson #battle of manhattan #percy jackon and the olympians

[dorcasmckinnonn]

"I'm nobody's sidekick."

smoustart on insta

#annabeth chase #rick riordan #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #pjo disney+ #black annabeth #annabeth percy jackson #annabeth pjo #battle of manhattan #badass #leah is our annabeth #pjo art #annabeth chase fanart #annabeth chase pjo #pjo series #pjo #pjo fandom #pjo hoo toa #grover pjo #percy pjo #pjo adaptation #pjo headcanon #pjo hoo #pjo show #pjo stuff #pjo tv adaptation #pjo tv series #pjo tv show #sally jackson

[nantucketwhales108]

Canonically, I think Percy would definitely wear this shirt

#percy jackson #pjo series #pjo show #pjo tv show #pjo #the lightning thief #sea of monsters #titans curse #battle of the labyrinth #battle of manhattan #heroes of olympus #son of neptune #mark of athena #house of hades #blood of olympus #canon #i put the sexy in dyslexia #i mean we all know he does

[ampresandian]

Versions of PJO I want to read:

Annabeth's perspective, for all the books

Luke's perspective, for all the books (esp the conflict with hosting Kronos hello???)

Thalia, adventuring with the Hunters (I can see an argument with someone about how they have to go to New York for the Battle of Manhattan I can just see it)

Every single time Chiron has to interact with the Party Ponies. From his perspective or theirs (or both), I don't care I just need "hey cousin" and Chiron physically embodying eyerolls with his whole person

#honorable mention to the perspective of any of the gods but I don't have strong enough visions for that one #anyway #I have not read a lot of pjo fanfiction so idk could be out there #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy series #percy jackson spoilers #pjo spoilers #annabeth chase #thalia grace #luke castellan #chiron #battle of manhattan #party ponies #percy jackson series #perseus jackson #percy pjo #pjo headcanon #percy jackson headcanon #&thoughts

[demigods-posts]

it's just that hermes starts being the dad that luke had always wanted the moment hermes kissed him on the forehead. except, luke took his own life an hour ago. so.

#yeah this moment killed me #because what do you means hermes kissed luke on the forehead #and then watched his son's body be carried away in a casket #because no matter how hard hermes or may tried #they couldn't save their son #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo text post #luke castellan #hermes #battle of manhattan #the last olympian

[kitkats-and-kittens]

Anyone ever think about Will Solace?

Anyone ever think about how he came to camp at 10 and was apparently a year rounder due to how dangerous the monsters where?

Anyone ever think about how at 12 he watched countless demigods along with his brother, die and wasn’t able to do anything about it?

Anyone ever think about how only a year later he went to war?

Anyone ever think about how he was a war medic at 13?

Anyone ever think about how he healed countless injuries but still couldn’t save everyone and had to watch almost all of his siblings die in the span of 3 days?

Anyone ever think about how he became head councillor at 13?

Anyone ever think about how only a year later he went through another war?

Anyone ever think about his feelings of inadequacy since he considers being a medic his only useful skill?

Anyone ever think about how he went to Tartarus at 16?

Anyone ever think about how he had to accept the bad parts and learn to love all aspects of himself?

Anyone ever think about how despite everything he went though at such a young age he continues to smile, to be optimistic and passionate about his boyfriend, his siblings, his dad?

Anyone ever think about Will Solace?

#percy jackson #gods #pjo #apollo #trials of apollo #will solace #the sun and the star #nico di angelo #battle of manhattan #michael yew #lee fletcher #I could write essays on this man #also confirming plague Will Solace in two lines and never bringing it up again was criminal Rick

[all-da-ladies-luv-leoo]

Sad Headcanon

The night after the Battle of Manhattan was the first night that there were more beds than campers in the Hermes cabin

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #sad headcanon #percy jackson headcanon #pjo headcanon #battle of manhattan

[justabrunettewhowrites-stuff]

'Fragments Of A Broken Heart'

Clarisse La Rue x DaughterOfApollo!Reader

WARNINGS!!:Angst,mentions of death,actual death,sad ending,r!dies.

Basically reader dies during the battle of Manhattan and Clarisse tries - but can't cope with it.

A/N:For the record,Idk what gave me the impression I can write angst but here we are.Another quick drabble for you <3

The sun dipped low over the horizon, casting warm hues across Camp Half-Blood as Clarisse La Rue and you,a daughter of Apollo, strolled hand in hand. The air was filled with the joyous laughter of demigods and the distant sounds of swordplay. The serene moment was a rare refuge from the constant battles and impending prophecies.

As you and Clarisse enjoyed a quiet spot near the edge of the camp, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves, carrying with it a sense of tranquility that belied the turmoil within the hearts of the campers. Little did you both know that this tranquility was but a fleeting respite before the storm.

Days later, the foreboding shadows of war darkened the camp. The Battle of Manhattan loomed,and demigods prepared for the ultimate clash against the forces of darkness.You and Clarisse stood side by side, determined to face whatever came your way.

The battle raged on, and the clash of celestial bronze echoed through the streets. Clarisse fought with the fierce strength bestowed upon her by Ares, while you,guided by Apollo's grace,wielded your weapons with a precision that spoke of years of training.

In the midst of the chaos,you and Clarisse briefly locked eyes,a silent promise passing between you.Little did either of you know that it would be a promise that fate had no intention of keeping.

As the battle reached its climax,a monstrous force emerged, threatening to overwhelm the demigods. The odds seemed insurmountable, and yet the campers fought with a tenacity borne of desperation and hope.

Then, as the tide of battle shifted, Clarisse's heart sank. A gut-wrenching scream pierced the air, cutting through the chaos. Her eyes widened with horror as she saw Percy and Annabeth cradling your lifeless form, the color drained from your face.

Time seemed to freeze as Clarisse sprinted towards the scene, her mind unable to comprehend the devastation before her. A wave of disbelief crashed over her, the battlefield turning into a surreal nightmare. Her steps grew heavier with every stride, the weight of impending grief settling upon her shoulders.

Percy and Annabeth looked up, their eyes filled with sorrow, and Clarisse's heart shattered into a million pieces.The world blurred as she dropped to her knees beside you, her hands trembling as they reached out to touch your cold skin. The reality of your absence washed over her like a relentless storm, leaving her breathless.

She wanted to scream,to deny the cruel fate that had torn you away from her.Tears welled up in Clarisse's eyes as she clung to the hope that this was just a nightmare,that she would wake up to find you safe and sound.But the battlefield remained, stained with the echoes of a battle won at a devastating cost.

Clarisse's grief erupted into anguished wails, her cries blending with the cacophony of the battlefield.The demigods around her paused in their mourning to acknowledge the loss, the weight of the tragedy sinking deep into their souls.

As the camp eventually celebrated their hard-fought victory,Clarisse remained at your side, a broken and inconsolable figure. Her shoulders shook with silent sobs, and the world around her blurred as grief threatened to drown her.

In the days that followed, Clarisse became a mere shadow of her former self. The once indomitable warrior now struggled to find purpose without you by her side. The camp, sensing her anguish, gave her space, allowing her to grieve in solitude.

As the days turned to weeks and weeks turned into months, Clarisse struggled to find a new normal.The wound remained open,a constant reminder of what she had lost.

One night, as the sun dipped below the horizon,Clarisse found herself in front of your grave.She clutched a pendant you had given her, a small token of your love, as if it could somehow bridge the gap between the living and the departed.

Clarisse stood in front of the weathered headstone, her gaze fixed on the etched words that spelled out a name she never thought she'd see on a gravestone - Y/N.The air was heavy with the weight of sorrow as she traced the letters with her fingertips, a desperate attempt to connect with the reality she wished was just a cruel nightmare.

"You always had this knack for getting under my skin, always pushing my buttons," Clarisse muttered, her voice barely audible above the soft rustle of leaves in the wind. "But damn it, you made me feel things I never thought I could." she traced her fingers along the name etched onto the grave,before speaking again.

"I miss you so damn much," she whispered, her voice barely audible.The weight of your absence pressed on her chest, and she longed to hear your voice, to feel your touch one more time.

In the quiet moments of solitude, Clarisse clung to the memories of your laughter, your touch, and the warmth of your love. The absence of your presence gnawed at her, a relentless ache that refused to be quelled.Nights became an unending stream of sleepless torment as she replayed the haunting image of your lifeless body over and over.

"I wanted to run to you, to scream your name, but the chaos of battle held me back. And then, just like that, you were gone," Clarisse's voice wavered, a sob escaping her lips. "I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye."

"...I can't do this without you,I can't," she whispered into the void, her voice a raw plea to the cosmos. The stars remained silent witnesses to her grief, offering no solace.

"I should've protected you. It's my fault," she whispered to the night sky, her words carried away by the wind.The guilt gnawed at her, consuming her from the inside. The realization that she couldn't save you haunted her every waking moment.Clarisse's once fiery spirit flickered like a dying flame.The camp, once vibrant with life, now bore the scars of a battle that extended beyond the physical realm.

"I miss you every damn day. I miss your annoying jokes, your stubbornness, and even your infuriating smiles. I miss the warmth of your presence, the way you made me feel alive," she admitted, her voice cracking.

In that moment of vulnerability, surrounded by the echoes of your love, Clarisse allowed herself to break. The raw anguish within her spilled out in heart-wrenching sobs, each cry carrying the weight of a love lost and a future stolen.

"...Why did you have to leave me? Why did you have to go and leave me behind?" she cried out, the anguish in her voice echoing through the empty graveyard.

But she was always wondering a single thinf:Were you watching over her?

#clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse pjo #clarisse x reader #pjo clarisse #pjo tv show #clarisse la rue x y/n #fem y/n #gxg #percy jackon and the olympians #x y/n #fem x fem #x you #x reader #clarisse x you #clarisse la rue x you #angst #angst with a sad ending #battle of manhattan #percy series #percy jackson #pjo fandom #apollo pjo #pjo #daughter of apollo #apollo #ares pjo #ares cabin #apollo cabin #grief

[artemx746]

So y’know how 2 of the curses Percy got in HoH were a stabbing in the gut and an uncontrollable tic in his right eye.

Ethan Nakamura a boy who only had his right eye remaining got killed by being stabbed in the stomach and then he fell from Olympus.

Now here’s where I put my theorist hat on because I do not believe Ethan would curse Percy especially not with pain in his eye. But there is a character who would curse Percy, who has quite a hatred for him, who would have known Ethan as a fellow member of the Titan Army and who would’ve been there at the battle of Manhattan to find Ethan’s body.

Alabaster Torrington

Alabaster would have wanted to curse Percy especially after the tragedy that happened to his siblings finding Ethan’s body would’ve been the last straw and I can imagine him thinking “I wish it had been you, Jackson. I wish you got stabbed. I wish you had your eye taken. I wish you would feel the pain he felt.”

I also have to add that another curse he got was feeling like his body had been blown up by a blowtorch and I fully believe that was a curse from the Andromeda explosion

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #ethan nakamura #percy jackson #alabaster torrington #battle of manhattan #house of hades #the last olympian #ethabaster #Meanwhile Ethan is sitting in the underworld face-palming

[idkjustcallmewhateva]

real footage of the apollo kids during the battle of manhattan

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #heroes of olympus #hoo #toa #trials of apollo #battle of manhattan #apollo #cabin 10 #apollo kids

[freddie-77-ao3]

Michael Yew

Michael Yew IS schrödinger's cat-- that's what makes him so tragic. to his friends and family, he is both dead and alive, until they find the body. sure, his chances of survival are dwindling into the hundredths digit now, but there is a chance, and no matter how small, someone is desperate enough to believe it.

Is it will solace, will, thirteen and oldest now? will solace, thirteen and in charge? will solace, thirteen and dragged away from the scene of his brother's death murder betrayal disappearance before he has any time to process?

or is it Jake Mason, Jake, fifteen and in love with a boy with short black hair, and eyes as blue as the sky on his favorite summer day, in love with a boy who disappears leaving but a trace-- a bow, quickly snatched up by a sibling, a quiver, left forgotten on a crumbled manhattan bridge (his siblings have lost too much to remember this), jake mason, who one minute has a best friend, and another minute has a statistic, a what-could-have-been, a tragedy?

is it both of them? both of them, grieving and mad, feeling abandoned by their siblings, their parents, and now, abandoned by michael himself-- perhaps they would prefer for him to be dead-- and yet, their hearts hold them captive, whispering, hold on, hold on, do you see this chance? do you see what might be? hold on, hold on, darling, and any second now he will walk through this door smiling.

anyway I just think his death is so interesting, so.

#michael yew #michael yew x jake mason #pjo hoo toa #pjo #riordanverse #pjo series #pjo fandom #incorrect quotes #jake mason x michael yew #michael pjo #jake mason/michael yew #michael yew/jake mason #jake mason #jake pjo #will solace #william andrew solace #william solace #cabin 7 #camp half blood #battle of manhattan #percy jackson

[my--moon]

how come no one talks about sally casually being armed with a shotgun in the BoM???

#battle of manhattan #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #annabeth chase #percabeth #pjo series #riordanverse #pjo tv show #sally jackson #Sally blofis #estelle blofis #sally pjo

[batterycows]

Keeping camp necklaces like dog tags from fallen soldiers

#will solace #eyestrain #pjo #battle of manhattan #percy jackon and the olympians #apollo cabin #toa #trials of apollo #tlo #the last olympian #myart

[ampresandian]

You can try to tell me that Percy actually did like Rachel but even in the middle of the Battle of Manhattan when she's flown into a warzone to warn him and he's all worried about her future he still says "in her own way, she was as brave as Annabeth" bc a certain daughter of Athena is his baseline for everything a girl could be

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy series #percy jackson spoilers #pjo spoilers #tlo #the last olympian #rachel elizabeth dare #annabeth chase #percabeth #sorry not sorry #&thoughts #battle of manhattan

[mindfreecreator]

Percy wasn’t sure he could feel pain anymore. It shouldn’t be hard to count his dead friends, hell, he shouldn’t even have to count them. And there should definitely not be so many lost names, friends that he felt he saw only yesterday; friends that he felt he had been grieving forever.

Silena, Charles, before them Bianca and Zoë, after them Luke, Lee, Castor, Micheal; hundreds of demigods dead in the battle of Manhattan.

Sometimes Percy saw them in his dreams, their gaunt, pained faces sucked completely dry of life and always with regret and longing in their dulled eyes. Sometimes there was Bob amongst them too and sometimes even people that hadn’t died yet.

Nico, Will, Annabeth, Piper, Leo, Hazel, Frank, Grover and Jason.

Just the thought of his name sent Percy’s consciousness reeling with hot, soaring pain until he felt numb again. Percy knew death, hell, he’d been pretty damn near it about always. He’d been around it. He knew that trying to grasp that somebody is dead feels unreal and breezy when it is everything but breezy.

He knew that for the rest of your life, you expect that person to turn up again, somewhere, sometime. And no matter how much you try to murder that hope, it stays deeply lodged into you and slightly stabs you with grief every time the person does not show up.

Only when he felt a slight touch on his shoulder that caused him to spook so violently he spun around full force did he realise that he’d not been breathing. The pain had choked him and his lungs greedily sucked in air now, as he squinted at the outline of Annabeth before him, made blurry by his tears. He choked again and willed his lips to form a word but only a strangled sound made it out of his throat. Annabeth sank down into him shaking as they clutched each other tightly, filled to the brim with pain and grief and anger. Hot tears burned along Percy’s cheeks, ran into his girlfriend’s t-shirt and formed a puddle of his dismay.

Time was only seldomly relative in Percy’s life, but this once, it was. Grief has no timely limit.

At last, when they had no energy left to cry anymore they willed themselves upward, their hands tightly intertwined to keep one another steady.

Their friends’s eyes were equally red and stained by tears and one by one they stepped into the line and intertwined their hands, one demigod beside the other. Friends, side by side.

And so they went, to bury the seventh of them, the one missing forever now, their hero and friend Jason Grace.

#percy jackson #percy pjo #jason grace #the seven pjo #grief poetry #battle of manhattan #nico di angelo #will solace #piper mclean #annabeth chase #leo valdez #frank zhang #grover underwood #the trials of apollo

[devils-little-sista]

Guys. I figured out why Percy’s left eye has been twitching since the ariae curse monsters in Tartarus. It’s because Ethan Nakamura gave up his left eye. Eye for an eye. Phantom pains.

Ethan didn’t mean for his last wish to be a curse. He meant it as a remembrance. He wanted Percy to remember him and the reason he he did everything. Ethan wanted Percy to remember the reason this all happened and to not let it happen again. Ethan’s last dying wish wasn’t a curse at all, but it still fit the regulations of the ariae.

And in a way the remembrance was a curse for Percy, even if he didn’t realize what the eye twitch meant. The ariae used Ethan’s wish trying to curse Percy with remembering past trauma of the Battle of Manhattan, remembering what he could have done better or differently, maybe so many demigods and their allies wouldn’t have died.

But Percy didn’t get the memo right away. He still has no idea why his eye twitches randomly. Maybe he’ll realize someday. Maybe he’ll keep wondering about his eye for the rest of his life. Maybe he’ll keep wondering into his old age and inevitable death and he walks through the pearly gates of Elysium and starts catching up with a few old friends and acquaintances.

And this scraggly looking 16 or 17 year old with an eye patch on his left eye comes up to old man Percy and says,

“Hey man, sorry for my dying wishing that your left eye would randomly twitch and have mild phantom pains like mine did”

And Percy Realizes and Remembers.

#Percy Jackson #Ethan Nakamura #Percy Jackson and the Olympians #PJO #Heroes of Olympus #HoO #Tartarus #Ariae #ariae curse monsters #Battle of Manhattan #The Last Olympian #Percabeth #Annabeth Chase #Thalia Grace #Rachel Elizabeth Dare #Luke Castellan #Kronos #House of Hades