#jackson seniors

[mariatesstruther]

okay more on jackson’s senior center based off this post:

- it started as just miss shirley and her best friend darla wanting to live together and asking maria if she could maybe find a house for them to settle in together instead of living apart

- before this, mama shirley and darla would have to walk five houses each way to see each other for afternoon tea, which just won’t do. mama shirley is 92 and darla is 90 now, and both of them are too old to be have to walking that much everyday, mama shirley tells maria. she quickly and vehemently agrees

- maria has the idea of fixing a house up for jackson’s senior citizens to live in if they’d like to. it takes a lot of unnecessary convincing to get the council to dedicate one of jackson’s best houses to a maximum of five people, but maria gets it done. they pick one of the few houses that are placed in the farther back part of jackson, near the farm and the daycare center, so that it can be far-reaching from the entrance of jackson

- the first people to movie in are shirley and darla, who share a room on the second floor (thanks to tommy replacing the stairs in the house with a reliable ramp with a wall-attached handlebar)

- gary moves in not long after he breaks his left hip while herding the goats. he likes that the house is designed to be wheel-chair access and far away from most people in town. he also likes it because he can be close to darla, who he has feelings for, but nobody knows about that except for tommy and joel

- mr. wilson moves in on maria’s insistence that he’ll get hurt if he continues to live alone and try to do everything himself. his name is harold, but he insists that anyone younger than him calls him mr. wilson on account of maintaining a respectful distance. he’s a grumpy, gruff old asshole that reminds joel more of bill than bill himself, but he’s also known to do anything and everything maria tells him with only a small amount of grumbling. somehow, she convinces him to move in after he accidentally sets his kitchen on fire trying to make himself a pocketknife (which?????? maria still doesn’t have an answer for????? why harold was trying to do that????)

- last but not least is sandra dee, jackson’s oldest and most enigmatic member. nobody really knows where she came from or what her story is: she’s the only one of jackson’s seniors that managed to get to town on her own, arriving to town at 94 about a year after its founding with nothing but a backpack and three handguns. she clamed to be sandra, but they’re not entirely sure if sandra dee is her real name. she hums songs from musicals all the time and has expressed that grease was always her favorite. at least once a month she requests to go hunting with patrol and gets mad when maria tells her no

- senior center tea: shirley and darla have longstanding beef with sandra dee because she always cheats at cards during game night, shirley knows about gary being sweet on darla but is lowkey jealous about it because SHE is sweet on darla, and everyone thinks mr. wilson has a thing for maria but he actually told her in confidence last month that he is actually sweet on gary. mama shirley and mr. wilson can’t STAND each other

- tommy calls the seniors the jackson five. all of them call him thomas. he and joel bring them all basic living supplies at least once a week, but are known to be around there pretty often

tsym for anyone having interest in this pls feel free to add anything u want!!

tagging :))) @clickergossip @nerdieforpedro @mrsmando @callmekittenandyourmajesty @steeb-stn (ty for the idea of putting it next to the daycare!) @thatoneobsessedlinguist-writes

#maria finding out from gary that hes sweet on darla knowing shirley is sweet on darla and harold is sweet on gary: oh FUCK #idk where this is coming from but theyre all so vivid in my mind like #theyd have the best breakfastes over there at the jackson five home #dinas older sister talia works as their main caretaker #shes the only person is jackson all five of them agree is a good egg #she loves them but they drive her nuts #NO gary you cannot bring the stray cats in to sleep in bed with you. because theyre dirty!!!! im not arguing with you about this again!!!! #no mr. wilson miss maria is not coming by today. i don’t know exactly why the council is busy. no i cannot take a letter over there #darla. shirley. are you guys high????? did you steal my weed tea again???????? #what do you MEAN you made your own???? #its just a whole sitcom #talia and the gang #the tipsy bison #the jackson five #the name makes tagging so convenient #jackson seniors #jackson senior center #maria miller #tommy miller #joel miller

[casiavium]

Actually the worst thing to come out of the new pjo series is people deciding Annabeth's dad was 19-22 when he was given her by Athena (and therefore "just a kid at the time" so it's not his fault, he was in debt and couldn't afford it) He was in the middle of/nearly finished with his PhD, the Chase family was rich and he was probably a legacy (college not demigod wise) so no, he was just a shit dad. And she was also like 7 when she ran away and he was already married to her stepmom who was half the problem. Characters can be 30+ actually it's okay I promise

#percy jackson #... spoilers?? #I haven't seen the show I've just seen people's shit takes 😭 #phd students are not 22 who told you that #pleasee #I know ONE person from my undergrad class who got into a phd straight from undergrad and she wasn't even 22 #there's NO WAY he was 19???? #the youngest person in my MA degree classes is 20 and they're doing a special program that lets them get their first year of grad studies #at the same time as their senior year of undergrad

[cloudy-li]

chapter three - together, we'll change the world

pairing - luke castellan x unclaimed afab!reader warnings - chunky dialouge :( a pinch of angst masterlist - found here

A full moon heralded in the beginning of winter. The days were getting shorter and the nights were getting longer as campers who went home for the winter break began to filter out, drifting away like how autumn leaves fall from trees – only to return in the spring. As the atmosphere had started to cool, your friendship with Luke had started to warm.

Now, the two of you would often accompany each other to the lake. Which was where you were right now. Luke gingerly put one foot on the surface of the lake; he nudged the half-frozen surface continuously, testing the waters. Then, he put his other foot on the ice waiting a grand total of one second before turning to you with a victorious smile on his face. 

“See, I told you by now it would have froz–ACK!” Luke jumped into the air as the ice underneath him cracked and unceremoniously soaked his entire foot with shocking cold water. You snorted, trying to contain your laughter behind your hand, stomach-aching - eye crinkling laughter poured out of you as Luke dejectedly ran to you on the embankment. “Looks like ice skating will have to wait a few weeks for everyone,” you managed to wheeze out. Luke pouted as he began pulling off his drenched shoes and socks. “Hey! It looked pretty solid, okay?” You giggled as you got up and fell into step with him. “Alright, whatever you say~” Luke broke into a grin.

The camp was emptier than normal and the kids that were still here – all rounders like you and Luke – had all gathered in the Hephaestus cabin for dragon-toasted s'mores. Luke slumped near the hearth of the Hermes cabin as you fussed about grabbing logs, matches and some tinder to get a fire going. Afterwards, you plopped down next to Luke, taking off the cardigan from around your shoulders and folding it on your lap. “Did you hear it again?” Luke nods and something flashes in his eyes. Indecipherable to all but a select few. It's the same look he gets while sparring or leading or standing up for new campers against the occasional Ares kid. Some may decipher it as focus, vigilance. But you know that look intimately well. 

It is the look of determined rage. Violence. Stirring beneath his warm brown eyes.

“Is it the same dream? On the winter solstice?” again, Luke nodded. 

You held your cardigan to your chest. 

“Are you gonna do it?”

“Yeah”

“Then let me help”

“No, it's too risky” 

“Luke, you’re doing this because of your father, right?”

“Yeah but–”

You cut him off. “Then let me do this because of my mother. I want to spite her – whoever she is, I want to see her fall from her grace on Olympus.” You picked at the skin on your fingertips, eyes staring straight into the cracking hearth. “I want to see the gods burn, indiscriminately. They’ve done nothing but treat us like trash, humiliate us,” Luke touched the scar on his face. “It's only right we do the same, their time has come – and gone. They’ve had centuries, aeons, to learn from their  mistakes but they never will. To them, we’ll always be an afterthought.” You clenched and unclenched your fist leaning closer to Luke for some semblance of comfort. “I mean, my mother had seventeen years to claim me,” Luke’s hand drifted to yours, interlinking pinkies – a promise left unsaid. “And yet, she couldn’t be bothered.” There was silence afterwards, broken only by the crackling fire and the faint laughter emanating from the Hephaestus cabin.

“Okay, starlight,” Luke whispered. 

You smiled at the nickname, albeit sadly. “Thank You,” you gently squeezed your interlocked pinkies. Your eyes landed on his face. “We’ll get through this together. And we’ll change the world , for the better. For everyone.” 

A thin, sad smile adorned Luke’s face. 

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #pjo luke #pjo tv show #pjo series #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson tv show #luke castellan #two threads of yarn #cloudy li writes #rip what did i get myself into 😭 my senior year starts tomorrow #i love luke sm

[thetitancurse]

kill me maim me but percy series made me appreciate the movies in a way i had never before & never thought i would

#shut up lena #im a senior in this fandom dont come for me #respect your elders #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjo series #pjo tv show #pjo movies

[frozenrose20]

Luke's betrayal is so funny when you read chalice of the gods and realize he technically aged out at 18 and could have left whenever he wanted but then chose to stay to "help the kids" only to leave like a year later. Like my guy should have been at the club not fighting children. Reading the original pjo books I always thought Luke was so old compared to everyone else because all the other kids died off and he was the last left of the older gen but no they probably left as soon as they could. He had no business to be at camp still and you cant even say he stayed for annabeth because he left her at camp.

#luke castellan #pjo #percy jackson chalice of the gods #percy jackson #pjo tv series #percy jackon and the olympians #rip luke castellan #you would have loved super seniors #annabeth chase

[askblog-index]

Deadangelos

Link: Deadangelos / @deadangelos Askblog Type: Illustrated / Drawn-response Activity Status: Active, Inbox open, Senior Askblog Language: English Rating: PG-13+ Content Warnings: Canon-typical violence, cartoon blood, injury, very occasional references to heavy themes.

Source Material: Percy Jackson & The Olympians / Riordanverse Character(s): Nico di Angelo, Riordanverse Main Casts, Riordanverse Ensemble

Admin/Mun: Princessponies81 / @princessponies81 (PJO Sideblog - @aroaceleovaldez )

Description: A canon-divergent askblog, taking place after the events of Heroes of Olympus and focusing primarily on Nico di Angelo. Follows a modified timeline of post-HoO series. Features events and original characters, and occasionally focuses on other main and ensemble characters for specific arcs. All characters can be asked questions. A supplementary wiki is being constructed to document canon-divergence details and blog-relevant lore.

#pjo #pjato #riordanverse #percy jackson and the olympians #nico di angelo #askblogs #askblog #deadangelos #princessponies81 #indexed blog #illustrated askblog #language: english #rating: pg13 #active askblog #inbox open #senior askblog

[m4gp13]

Nemesis: *Appearing as the person the viewer most wants to take revenge against, trying to seduce people into giving her a zygote she can turn into a child soldier in a few years*

Ethan's mortal parent: Enemies-to-lovers, Slowburn, 500k words, Hurt/Comfort, PWP, Femdo-

#pjo #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #nemesis (pjo) #she really showed up on a motorbike #a knight in shining leather #with a bullwhip curled at her hip #and the face of the person Nakamura Senior hated most #and that bitch was INTO it #Q

[skywalking-through-life]

I JUST FINISHED COTG AND I AM BESIDE MYSELF. I HAVE DISSOLVED INTO A PILE OF HAPPY GOO. I HAVE WORK IN THE MORNING BUT I CANNOT SLEEP BECAUSE I AM SO OVERCOME WITH FEELINGS.

I just can't even describe the sheer joy I felt at hearing Percy's voice again, after all these years. In some moments, it was like I was a teenager again, reading along and cry-laughing at his sarcastic perspective on how utterly preposterous his life continues to be. (Nostalgia played a huge part in that of course, but it also just was genuinely refreshing.)

However in other moments. I was very aware of the fact that I'm an adult now, and that my life, like Percy's, has only gotten wilder and more exhausting as it has gone on. So it was honestly quite comforting to read Percy say that he still looks forward to living his life fully, despite all the bitterness and chaos and confusion and pain, because joy and love and friendship help to balance out those darker moments. I think that's become clear to both Percy and I as we've gotten older, so I really appreciate how much time Rick spent driving that point home. It's not something I would have valued as highly when I was younger, but time has deepened my appreciation of aging - another theme I adored.

And even though I just tried to calmly offer a few themes I found meaningful, I'm back to screaming, because I CANNOT BE NORMAL ABOUT THE PERCABETH. It was SHEER PERFECTION. It was THEM. Growing together, maturing together, figuring things out together. Being utterly BESOTTED with each other! Teasing each other! Finishing each other's thoughts! Embarrassing Grover! Using a couple of random pet names! Being so COMFORTABLE with each other! Half of Percy's thoughts being how much he loves her? His love for her literally saving his life MULTIPLE TIMES?! Their love destroys me, in every possible good way.

(It was the perfect inspiration for my next chapter of '[conduct] not unbecoming' - Annabeth sneaking in through Percy's bedroom window at 4AM and Percy knowing his mom wouldn't care if she caught the two of them in there together? Fic GOLD. 👀👀 I'm also honestly SO PLEASED that Percy's Senior Year (mis)Adventures have remained essentially canon! 🥳 There are 1-2 tiny, tiny changes I'm going to make so the series perfectly aligns, but I really think Rick and I were sharing a brain cell at a few key moments! 😂)

But finally, let me be real for a second:

I know not everyone is going to love it, for reasons that they have every right to expand on themselves, in as much detail and with as many feelings as they want. Go forth and vent, if that's what's fun for you! But that isn't fun for me, and I want to be pretty clear now that will not be hosting any discourse on my blog, because I no longer have the ability or motivation to engage patiently, kindly, and in good faith with those who do not seem able to offer that same courtesy to others. Once upon a time maybe, but I'm too old and tired for it now.

Tldr: I'm really excited to talk about Chalice of the Gods. ☺️ I can go on and on and on if you are also looking for someone to be excited with! 💙

#chalice of the gods #cotg spoilers #cotg #pjo cotg #percy jackson #pjo hoo toa #percabeth #pjo fic #percy's senior year (mis)adventures

[serafilms]

keep forgetting that canonically percy and annabeth are just about to start college like they are already at new rome picking their classes meaning that annabeth is 18 and percy is about to be if not already

#keep seeing people say that percy is canonically 17 and yes he IS but i feel like everyone (me i mean) is forgetting toa #chalice of the gods is before mcga and toa!!! #he is not a high school senior he is a college student :( #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #chalice of the gods #annabeth chase #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #magnus chase and the gods of asgard

[gameofthunder66]

'Senior Skip Day' (2008) film

-watched 9/8/2023- 1 [1/2] stars- on Netflixdvd

#my have seen list #Senior Skip Day #2008 #film #nick weiss #comedy/slapstick #gary lundy #tara reid #lea thompson #larry miller #norm macdonald #talan torriero #jessica morris #jamal mixon #derek mio #kayla ewell #jackson rathbone #clint howard #brett claywell #taryn southern #texas battle #earl billings #ted lange #mike dunay #lindsey axelsson #dita de leon #russell peters #netta most #kendall carly browne #tom yi

[mariatesstruther]

okay but there being a senior center in jackson where it’s just five of their oldest citizens that can’t get around much anymore living in a two-story home that tommy spruced up a couple years ago so that it has ramps instead of stairs. The Seniors are all over 90 and hilarious and love babying miller brothers especially. nobody knows why but mama shirley in particular is OBSESSED with joel like. thats her baby thats her boo that’s her MANS okay

#joel just runs with it #visits mama shirley every other day with tea and some sunflower butter and candied apples #she told him once he reminds her of her late husband and after that he tries to start coming everyday #jackson senior center #the millers #the tipsy bison #the jackson five

[meartemesia]

Ive never related more to a book than when I (now Matric) opened the new Percy Jackson book and read the words "Look, I didn't want to be a high school senior."

Girl me too. Me too.

#percy jackson #rick riordan #pjo cotg #chalice of the gods #matriek #senior year #class of 2024

[cloudy-li]

chapter five - a lesson on the art of misdirection

pairing - luke castellan x unclaimed afab!reader warnings - canon typical masterlist + tag list req - found here note - 1.5k enjoy my wonderful people :] i'll try to upload as regularly as possible but no promises! taglist! - @rinisfruity14

Your tattered black baseball cap was discarded on a rock, jutting out from the forest floor, covered in a thick blanket of maple leaves and frost. Shrouded in the shadows of naked maple branches and towering conifers, you and Luke sparred. Clashing steel to bronze. Meeting, matching ducking, counter-attacking, and defending were ingrained into your muscles since you were taught self-defence as a child, constantly on the move, hopping from one plane to another.

Luke parried, he side stepped your swipe at his side as you twirled around to counter his stance, blocking his attack. The dagger attached to your hip pressed into your thigh. You panted as the two of you danced like two eagles in the air. Talons locked, the two of you spiralled into a flurry of swipes and phantom slashes and parries. Luke charged forward both hands on the polished leather-bound hilt; you readied the grip on your own hilt, worn with use, the polish long smudged off. You stood your ground, planting your feet firm on soggy leaves as you readied your sword. The sword came in heavy and a resounding clang echoed around the sheltered clearing as steel met bronze. Luke slashed at your torso taking a step forward. You took another back, parrying the blade. The two of you met steel and bronze again until the edge of your blade met the cross guard of his. Sliding down in an ear splitting screech, twirling the tip to dislodge the sword from his grip, sending it flying in the air, landing with a brittle clang as it hit an outcropping of rock. 

Wheezing, you came face-to-face with Luke, turning around the hilt of the sword to rest the blade against his collarbone. “Hah… I win…!” you exclaimed, chest heaving. Luke studied you briefly, his eyes which should have held sparks of mirth, were steely. “Good job,” he held up his hands. “But you forgot one thing.”

Luke took a minuet step back, kicked the pommel of the sword from your grip, knocked you off your feet, nicked the dagger at you hip and placed it against the column of your throat all in one fluid move. Taking shallow breaths, as he straddled your abdomen. One hand on your shoulder pinning you down while the other held the dagger languidly against your throat. 

‘Stupid Hermes kids and their quick hands’ you couldn’t help but think. 

“The art of misdirection,” Luke began with a huff. “Never let down your guard and always, always, account for everything.” His expression was stern as he got up, extending a hand to help you up. Luke paused. You got up, grasping your hand in his and went to collect the stray swords from the floor, before handing Luke his and sheathing you blades in their respective sheathes. Luke grabbed your arm as you started to sheathe your sword. There was a look of urgency in his eyes, “You need to always be prepared, starlight, if you don’t pay attention to every tiny detail, no matter how insignificant it may seem, you will be misdirected, misused… Maybe even manipulated by what you choose not to see.” 

Noon had long passed and dusk was beginning to set on Long Island Sound. You and Luke had showered after your sparring match and attended to your daily duties before meeting back up again alongside the banks of Zephyros creek. Hand in hand, the two of you ventured ever deeper into the shadow scattered undergrowth, following a familiar, well-worn path towards Zeus's fist. Your mind was swirling with Luke’s words. ‘Never let down your guard, always account for everything.’ Your eyes were drawn to the creased ferns and tattered leaves that marked the path you tread on. Again, you thought of your dream. Or was it Luke’s dream to which you were an unwelcome voyeur? Your head spun. 

You took a step closer to Luke, shoulder touching shoulder. Luke let go of your hand and wound an arm around your hip, absentmindedly. Toying and the belt loop of your well-worn jeans. ‘Should I ask?’ Your thoughts ran unchecked, unleashed. “Luke,” an impending sunset backlit his curls golden. “Hmm? What is it, Starlight?” Gently, he came to a stop and turned you around to face him. Softly, he cradled his elbow, his other hand resting on your hip. The nail of your index finger dug into the flesh of your thumb. 

“I saw you, I-I mean, I saw your dream…” Luke started to chuckle. 

“What…” The hand on you hip retracted, slightly, and Luke took a step back. His pupils were frantic, scanning your face intensely. 

“How, what did you see…” there was a certain degree of cautiousness in his voice, like a bait thrown into the ocean to see what you knew.

You clenched and unclenched your fists, eyes darting around the darkened foliage that glowed in the early sunset. 

“Uh… You, Your mother? A house and uh… a beach… yeah” Your fingers grasped the pale strand in your hand. “Please don’t be mad…” You whispered.

Luke carded a hand through his curls, more than anything he seemed shocked, the gears in his head turning at double the speed. “I, uh… I don’t even know how I see these things,” Your fingers played with your hair, “Sometimes, if I’m thinking about someone, I just slip…”

There was a breeze that blew in from the north, carrying salt in the air and there was a rustling in the undergrowth, a few feet from the beaten path. Luke took a step towards you. His eyes were swimming, swimming with something you didn't understand on another’s face. Then, he grabbed your shoulders and a smile broke out on his face. 

“You said you wanted to help me, right? Help me overthrow the gods?” “Yes, and I still do.”

“Good… We can use this, your power, starlight, to recruit, to build an army.”

You also broke out into a small smile. “You think we can?”

Luke nodded, grabbing your cheeks and placing a chaste kiss on your lips that left you giggling. 

Luke’s eyes perked up, locking over your right shoulder, examining the long shadows that turned the foliage and undergrowth black.

And that's when it appeared. The lithe red body of a lion emerged from the undergrowth, teeth bared, tail raised. It screeched a deafening song which rung your ears. You could see Luke’s posture crumple, his hands flying to his ears. And then, just like that, without even a moment to breathe. Its tail was raised and pale yellow barbs were flung towards the two of you. A clear sheen of venom covered the projectile as it hurtled, hurtled ever closer.

You grabbed at Luke’s hands as the barbs neared, the hair on your neck stood up. ‘We’re going to die, we’re not gonna make it’ You held Luke’s hand and wrapped your arms around him, hugging him, chest to chest. You could hear his heart. ‘Is this the last time I’ll hear it?” 

You waited for what felt like a minute, but the blow never arrived, neither did the pain or the screams. A guttural screech echoed through the forest. You could feel your ears tingle at the sound and the beat of Luke’s heart under your skin accompanied by the frenzied shaking of your shoulders. Dazed, you dared to look at Luke who’s eyes were focused elsewhere. ‘Hes okay, still breathing, still alive’ Hesitantly, you turned around, your grip on Luke’s wrist faltering when you saw it. 

A column of shimmering black rose above your heads and arched around you bodies creating a spherical dome between the two of you and the monster you recalled mortifyingly to be a manticore. Smoky tendrils danced within and all around you, opalescent enough to see the last fading rays of sunset on the horizon. You turned to Luke, who’s eyes were wide as yours, mouth slightly agape. 

“How did this…” “You…” “Me…?”  “You… Starlight…” “Me…”

You bought your hands close to your chest, letting go of Lukes. You turned them over, palms facing up. They were calloused from training but otherwise, plainly normal, unpromising. Luke’s and your instincts were turned back on as the manticore shrieked again, its thin, shrill voice sending quivers down your spine. Luke was the one who reacted first, as your eyes were again, drawn to the shimmering black in front of you. Within the blink of an eye,  Luke was pulling you along the path, jumping over, cutting corners and sprinting straight back to the banks of the river and down east towards the cabins. Smacking aside brush and branch. And even at a time like this, you couldn’t help but admire him, admire the determined focus in his eyes. 

FInally, when you broke through the forest and into a clearing a few metres away from the armoury, you and Luke collapsed on the floor, panting for breath, adorned in stray cuts and jagged scratches from some thorny underbrush. Still in a trance, you got up, checked over Luke and stared disbelievingly at your hands. Luke got up with a grunt, sitting cross-legged from where he was laying on the ground. 

“Starlight,” he inhaled deeply. “Starlight, who are you?” his brows were furrowed with worry as he placed a hand on your knee, still as mystified as you were. 

You stared scrutinizingly at your palms, trying to make sense of the curves and staggers.

“I… I don’t even know anymore…”

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #two threads of yarn #luke castellan #pjo luke #pjo series #pjo tv show #percy jackson #cloudy-li writes #senior year is kicking my ass rip

[hoesidon]

It genuinely upsets me that we probably won't see any Heroes of Olympus tv show content for years or if at all. It pains me that I won't ever get to see Jason and Percy interact on screen or get anymore genuinely good jercy content until either a new generation discovers the books or until I'm sitting down forcing my future kids into watching the series with me.

#i read the books when i was a junior and senior in high school...im 26 now #jercy #pjo #percy jackson #jason grace #hoo #heroes of olympus

[meghiemoo]

I love percy jackson but I cannot get over the way percy ends last olympian starting 10th grade as a 16 year old but then later is described as both 17 and a senior

The math ain't working here

#he should be 18 for his whole senior year #unless he skipped a grade #which our boy did not #make it make sense rick #percy jackson

[captaincleverusernamehere]

Okay y’all what should my senior quote be. I have four days to decide and I can’t think of anything so I’m crowdsourcing now

#I do think something from doctor who or percy jackson or something could be good #but idk if I want to make it meaningful or just stupid #lol #9’s regeneration speech is definitely in consideration for me #I’m gonna tag those just to see if people have ideas #percy jackson #doctor who #school #senior quote