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your-stranger-halfblood-things · 5 months

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Nico befriending one of Dionysus' kids, but like one who isn't always drinking Coke. Like the Son of Hades and the Son of Dionysus just would get along great. Son of madness and the son of death. They would literally be such a cool fighting duo

#but like not as a ship just a friendship #solangelo #nico di angelo #dionysus #son of hades #son of dionysus #camp halfblood #chb #demigods #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo hoo toa #pjo hoo toa tsats #tsats #hoo #toa

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soulless-bex · 29 days

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nico di angelo finds a recently revived jason todd, helps him recover from not being dead anymore and brings him to camp half blood when it becomes obvious he’s a demigod. and so begins the game of Who Is That Child’s Godly Parent?

some think it’s athena because he’s clearly smart and well versed in strategy

some others think it’s ares after seeing him fight

hermes cabin is convinced he’s one of theirs because the guy is one hell of a thief

turns out it was dionysus all along. jason knew since day one of course. he just inherited the dramatics from his dad, amongst other things, and wanted to see what would happen

#dionysus told him and jason saw his chance to create chaos #he toned down his theatrics to make it less obvious and watch camp tear itself apart trying to figure out who his parent is #he barely set foot in camp and already he’s up to no good #mr. d is a proud father. his other kids take more after his plant domains. he shed a tear when he finally got a son as dramatic as he is #theatre kid jason todd #jason todd headcanon #dc x pjo #son of dionysus jason todd #demigod jason todd #cabin 12 #percy jackson crossover #percy jackson #dc #jason todd #son of dionysus

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forgemill · 2 months

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All Hail Perry Jhonson Son of the Wine dude. Dionysys.

God of diet Coke.

Tremble before the son of diet Coke, The gods chosen beverage

Now Mr D can legally change his name

imagine Mr D coming from the woods saying Yep he's mine then dropping wine on them.

Look who's jealous. @Poseidon.

#dionysus #God of wine #percy jackson #Perry Jhonson #son of dionysus #rick riordan #poseidon #percy jackson tv series

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mo-mode · 4 months

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AU where Mr. D claiming to be Percy’s dad accidentally counts as Claiming according to Greek god law or whatever and now all the other gods legitimacy believe Percy is his son, but if Mr. D corrects it, he has to explain to Zeus why he pretended he was Percy’s dad so now he’s like “YEP ol’ Perry Johansson is MY child wowie just look at the little fry, you have your mother’s eyes. Please stop standing next to water or you will blow my cover”

Meanwhile Poseidon is just standing off to the side like “how on earth did I dodge THAT bullet”

#EVEN BETTER if Mr D tries to keep his cover by actually treating him like a son #Clarisse doesn’t mess with him cuz after the toilet fiasco Mr D is like “I will feed you to my cult young lady!! good job Peter :)#Percy is like “hey dad why can I control water “and Mr D is like …ever heard of that guy that turned it to wine??#Mr D: PLEASE just help me I can’t keep it a secret for much longer Mr. Brunner: you told him his brother was JESUS???#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson the lightning thief #dionysus #Mr D

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jazzyaintjayz · 2 months

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i think we should normalize demigods growing up to be average people. bc rick really went out there and said george washington and harriet tubman were demigods but just think about this for a second-

"ah yes that gas station attendant is a son of hermes, god of travelers"

there's simultaneously so much and so little potential here

#percy jackson #pjo series #rick riordan #pjo fandom #percy jackon and the olympians #a random lifeguard is actually a son of poseidon #and that bartender over there is actually dionysus' kid #at lest 10 percent of mma fighters are children of ares #i know most demigods dont make it to adulthood #but here me out

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punkp3rcyjacks0n · 8 days

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Chiron is looking through the big house for one of his books, wondering where it might be. After checking just about everywhere he sighs and decides he has to check Mr.D’s room. He goes in, luckily the god isn’t in there, so he searches briefly to no avail. He sigh’s disappointedly, but spots something.

He never considered the god to really be a reader—but on the wooden desk there is a book, open already. He knows he’s already invaded to much privacy but can’t help himself, his curiosity getting the better of him. He picks up the book to see what it is, and he has to force himself not to laugh. As the page reads “Baby boy names that start with P.”

He places the book down, and leaves. He always wondered where the god got all those names for Percy from.

#percy jackson #percy pjo #pjo disney+#pjo fandom #pjo series #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo greek gods #mr d pjo #dionysus #dionysus pjo #son of dionysus au #chiron #chiron pjo

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blackberrycore · 1 month

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Finally checking off my “Dionysus Bernard” fanart bingo square

Inspired by the fic let’s get mischievous by @tomateosoup , it’s absolutely wonderfully written, seriously check it out amigos

#bernard dowd #timbern #timbern fanart #dc #tw: blood #my art #if you want to properly look at this you have to listen to cult of dionysus followed by house of memories and kiss me son of god #sorry i dont make the rules #it wouldn’t hurt to add carry on wayward son btw

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soulless-bex · 1 month

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son of dionysus jason todd could get absolutely no godly ability and i would be happy with it. i don’t care. he already kicks ass. i just want to give him an excuse to be the theatre kid we all know he is

#he could also get an ability that taps into dionysus’ “insanity” domain but that’s a different conversation #potentially an angsty one too. but since when is angst a bad thing?#son of dionysus #son of dionysus jason todd #percy jackson #pjo #pjo crossover #dc x pjo #dc crossover #cabin 12 #jason todd #red hood

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kekaki-cupcakes · 8 months

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Hiiii! I loved ur Hermes kid!

Could I ask for a male son of Dionysus x either Leo or nico?

Sorry if I got ya wrong and don’t feel pressured or anything!

Have a lovely day!

When there isn't a lot of info in an ask I kinda have to make the reader a personality so that it isn't too bland too read so sorry to y'all that aren't like this <3

Redecoration---Nico di Angelo x Son of Dionysus

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Nico had been glaring at the roof of skulls for a solid ten minutes, sort of hoping the hatred in his eyes would just poof them out of existence, when someone finally showed up.

Apparently after an incident in the Aphrodite cabin, people weren’t allowed to just grab a bucket of paint and some new furniture to fuck around and find out, which was why Nico had been sent someone to help him fix the mess that was the Hades cabin.

Apart from the hundred skulls hot glue gunned to the rood, the beds were wooden coffins, the lamps were ancient looking chandeliers, and all of the walls were a dark ugly gray, like there was a serious mold problem. Now that he thought about it, the color might actually be a mold problem.

“Never fear, goth! For I am here!”

Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea. Nico took a deep breath and turned around, obsidian eyes already narrowed with dislike as he took in the taller boy trotting over. He was holding a crate in his arms, filled with color swatches and chunks of fabrics, magazines sticking out of the top.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re the one who needs redecorating, right?” The boy asked, already letting himself into the dim cabin that smelt of rich dark chocolate for some reason. “Yeah… no offense but we have to fix this, even if you're the wrong person.”

Nico felt a sudden need to defend the atrocious carpet and bat shaped door knocker from this boy, who was wearing a maroon shirt picturing a glass of wine. “I was eight.”

“No shame here, everyone makes bad decisions.”

There didn’t seem to be any point arguing with this boy, who had already dumped the box of supplies on one of the coffin bed lids, and was staring around at the dark cabin, hands on his hips.

Nico just followed him inside, shoving his hands into the slightly ripped pockets of his aviator jacket. He peered into the cardboard box, which was promptly tipped out onto the ground. He watched with a frown as the son of Mr D sat on the carpet and began rifling through the empty notebooks and cut up magazines. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, scrapbooking? We can’t just start painting the walls yellow yet, you have to plan this stuff out, goth.” He said, as if it was obvious. Then he smirked. “You don’t like arts and crafts?”

Nico’s frown deepened, but he couldn’t let this mildly infuriating boy with surprisingly cool bracelets upstage him. “I love arts and crafts.”

“Whatever you say,” he hummed, and pulled out a leather bound book containing a few stickers and a strip of torn paper where a page had been pulled out. “Are you just gonna stand there in the corner and be grumpy?... That wasn’t sarcasm, you can if you want, I was just checking.”

Nico wasn’t an asshole, of course he was going to help. Still, he had to glare at the boy for that comment. Then he sat down and opened one of the magazines, which was featuring a life sized Barbie Dream House bed frame, fluffy pillows included. He flicked the page over with a grimace.

“So, what kinda vibe are we going for?”

“What?”

“I’m assuming you're sick of Dracula,” he said, waving his arms at the general doom and gloom around them. “So what aesthetic are we replacing it with?”

Nico didn’t want to admit he hadn’t planned this far into the venture, he’d really just been hoping he could repaint the walls, or maybe burn the whole thing down and start over. “I don’t… I don’t know.”

“Okay, well… I’m assuming you wanna keep it edgy, but seriously? A roof of skulls? You’re not a caveman. Maybe we should go with an Addams family style.” He shivered. “With less spiderwebs and disembodied hands. “

Ah, another gap in his modern education. “What’s an Addams family?”

All Nico got in return was a gaping mouth and wide eyes. “How do you not- okay, I’m making you watch the entire timeline later, but for now we need to pick a color scheme.”

Nico opened his mouth.

“Not black.”

Nico closed his mouth.

“Obviously there’ll be lots of black, but you need another color to fit with it, something dark and scary but colorful.” He pulled out a binder of color swatches, and flipped it open, skimming the pages of baby blues and lavenders. “Maybe dark green, or...”

“Red.” Nico said, peering over at the pages of ruby and scarlet. He pointed to the dark one, which had a little title below, ‘Blood red’. It was a little on brand, but it was better than ‘Crimson Tide’.

“Oooh, nice. If we keep the walls black, and pull up the black carpet, there’ll be floorboards underneath.” He started to ramble, ripping a color swatch out of the binder and gluing it into the leather bound book. He glanced around at the musty cabin.

“We can get a red rug for the middle of the cabin, and definitely new beds, but if we get Drew to refurbish the chandeliers they’ll look great. Oh, and the coffin bed frames could be a bookshelf if we get the mattress out and ask Nyssa to put some shelves in. Do you read? Because otherwise it’s sort of pointless. But so are the skulls on the roof, so…”

“You’re good at this.”

It took Nico a moment to realize what he’d just blurted, and when he did the warmth was already in his cheeks. He’d only been a little caught up in watching the son of Dionysus’s eyes sparkle as he talked, pointing to different parts of the cabin, and somehow ruined it. “I mean, you just sound like you’ve, you know, done this a lot.”

The glimmer in their eye didn’t fade, they only grinned harder. “I have. A lot. It’s fun!”

“I suppose so,” Nico said, his lips twitching, and opened another magazine. He skipped a page on clawfoot bathtubs [There was already a white one with gold trim in the bathroom]. There was a large heart shaped mirror, He ignored that too, and found a simple bedframe, painted black. He held it out gingerly. “What about this one?”

“Yes! Good job.” He said, snipping it out of the magazine quickly, and sticking it next to a picture of a glass chandelier. “If you’ve got a simple bed, we could find a zebra print blanket, they always look good with black and red, as long as you don’t have, like, leopard print.”

“I thought you’d like leopard print?”

“And I thought you’d like skulls on your roof and coffin shaped beds,” he teased, with a smug little smile. Nico rolled his eyes, and picked out a strip of dark red fabric, passing it over.

He shook some glitter from his hands, there seemed to be piles of it in the box. “It’s a little over the top, but it’s not as bad as Jason’s cabin. It’s just rock. Everywhere. And a giant statue of his father.”

“Maybe he can be my next client,” he hummed, wiping glue from his fingers onto the molding carpet beneath them. A few shards of rounded glass were taped to the pages of the scrapbook, shining in the light of the dusty stained chandeliers.

Nico wanted to object. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t want the boy in front of him with glitter on his cheekbones and scissors in his hands to be cutting out pictures and teasing someone else. Instead he looked away, feeling something in his chest surge, something like fear. Fear of what, he didn’t know, but he cleared his throat and moved on.

“Don’t you have a sister too?”

The fear surged back forwards and Nico whipped around, his tone sharp. “What?”

“The roman one, I swear I saw her the other day, when Reyna visited to plan something or other.” he said casually, not seeing the pale tinge to Nico’s face. “With the overalls and the bulldog?”

“That’s Frank,” Nico said, his shoulder sinking with relief.

“No, I’m pretty sure it was Hazel, she had those light up sketchers, with the little wheels on the bottom.” He said, somehow with a moon shaped sticker on his nose as he stuck little cut out paper skulls around the four page collage.

“Frank’s the bulldog, he can turn into animals.” Nico had a strange urge to reach out and press the sticker on his nose, so instead he held his hands tightly in his lap.

“Well, is there something Hazel’d like in the cabin when she visits? Does she read?”

Nico sighed, and reached back for the magazine he discarded. He shook it open, cut outs of fluffy teddies falling into his lap. He found the page with the heart shaped bathroom mirror and ripped it out carefully. He could take a few hearts in his cabin if Hazel would like them. “This one.”

“Oh, that one's cute, Nyssa could totally make it.”

“I can ask Leo, he owes me a favor.”

“Oh yeah?”

“I haven't killed him yet.”

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Nico pressed down the front of his shirt. It was a black Camp Halfblood shirt, which he’d gotten from Piper after the Aphrodite cabin had started making shirts in other colors. Apparently there were only so many outfits you could wear with orange.

Black goes with everything though, so it wasn’t a problem for him.

He made his bed [closed the lid of the coffin] and dragged the last of the furniture not nailed to the ground out onto the little deck all of the cabins had. His decking only had a few pairs of shoes and a pot of dead roses he’d never bothered to keep alive. Maybe he’d have another go.

Drew had taken the chandeliers already, to polish them and whatnot, so he only had to wait for his assigned son of Dionysus to show up, and they could start hunting for zebra print blankets and ripping skulls off the ceiling. What fun.

When he still hadn’t shown up, Nico finished pulling all of the previously made bedding from the coffins and dumping it to the side so that Leo could turn it to a bookshelf [He could read, he just had dyslexia thank you very much], and then set off to the Dionysus cabin. It was easy to find, the only male god on the female side, with trelice’s of ivy decorating the whitewashed walls and a grumpy looking leopard snoozing on the purple swinging chair out the front of the small cabin.

He didn’t really want to knock, but he was sure someone would report him for standing around too menacingly if he just waited. He was saved from indecision when the door opened, revealing a tall sandy haired boy.

“You’re the goth, aren’t you?” Pollux sniffed, his nose red. “We can’t help today, but Butch is free, he can do some heavy lifting, and I’m sure Drew’ll criticize your style if you ask nicely enough.”

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“I mean,” Pollux started, rubbing his eyes, and Nico only then realized he was still wearing his pajamas. They had an elongated cartoon owl sticking out of a doorway on it. “Skulls on the ceiling is a bit much, and everyone think you’re a vamp-”

“I meant with you guys, not my style,” Nico interrupted, his eyes narrowed.”

“Someone, decided to go visit Lou Ellen even though we all know she has a cold, and now I have it-” Pollux was cut off once again, his mockingly loud voice reaching the people inside.

“I’m sorry I was concerned for my friend, she wanted soup!”

“She always wants soup!” Pollulx yelled back, and Nico moved past the older child of Dionysus, slipping off his shoes and letting himself into the cabin.

There was nasally muttering behind him and the door slid shut. Nico peered around, and saw a bundle of fluffy blankets on a couch, only a sneezing head poking out the top. “Why did you get sick?”

“I mean it wasn’t really on purpose,” he mumbled back, wiping his nose with a tissue and sinking back into his cocoon. “I can’t help today, but-”

“I don’t care,” Nico started, and plopped down on the white couch, avoiding a deep red stain that could be alcohol or blood. He couldn’t tell. He also didn’t know how to say he’d rather sleep in the coffin again then have to spend the day with someone else.

He sniffed, falling sideways a little on the couch and squinting at the square tv, which was showing some old cartoon about cavemen. “Mkay, well you should probably go if you don’t wanna get sick.”

Nico thought for a moment, trying not to focus on how much he wanted to scoop up the bundle of blankets in his arms far too skinny for that sort of stuff. “Why don’t we watch ‘an Adam family’?

He got watery wide eyes in return and a toothy grin, “wait really?”

“No. If I was making a joke it’d be funnier than that.”

“Okay, let’s watch it,” he said, hopping off the couch and moving to a box of DVDs with a lot of energy for someone so sick. “And it’s the Addams family, goth. You have to learn the basics of this culture if you’re gonna have coffin bookshelves.”

He fiddled around with the tv and then a grainy black and white intro came on, tinny music over the top. Nico watched as he danced to the theme tune in his blanket burrito, all the way back to the couch, where he landed, coughing and winded. Nico raised an eyebrow. “I could’ve done that, you’re sick.”

“Yeah yeah whatever,” he mumbled, tucking the fluffy socks on his feet up onto the white couch and wiggling with excitement. Nico watched him for a moment, and then turned back to the TV, feeling his lips twitch into a grin.

Duh duh duh duh, click click. Duh duh duh duh, click click.

Their creepy and they're kooky-

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“Neeks, this mirror is so cute!”

“You’re welcome,” Nico muttered, rubbing his nose and rolling over, pulling the zebra print doona cover further over his head.

He heard Hazel’s wheelie shoes click along the floorboards and she gilded out of the bathroom. When he peered out, her hair was in bunchies and she was pulling a purple hoodie over her head. “It’s so much nicer in here now, but how did you get sick redecorating?”

“Uhm..There was a lot of dust. I might be allergic?”

The door slammed open, the clear chandelier hanging from the roof shaking as Nyssa trudged in, her work boots leaving mud on the fluffy blood red rug. She was holding the glitter covered scrapbook in her gloved hands.

“So, I know I’m supposed to make everything in this, but what am I supposed to do with the polaroid of you kissing Mr D ‘s kid?”

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#pjo fandom #pjo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #nico di angelo #nico #nico pjo #nico di angelo x reader #nico di angelo x you #nico di angelo x son of dionysus #hazel levesque #Pollux pjo #Hades #Hades cabin #death siblings

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0lympian-c0uncil · 8 months

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Demeter: Dionysus, you are honor bound to protect trans kids!! Can you handle that?

Dionysus,*on all fours, holding a blade in his mouth, ready to fight for them*: MRRRRRRRRRR!

#demeter: in this family we love a reapect LGBTQ+#she raised her son well #dionysus #demeter #greek gods #greek mythology #incorrect greek gods #incorrect greek mythology #incorrect greek god quotes #incorrect greek quotes

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witchthewriter · 9 months

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐬𝐮𝐬/𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐬

Those that self-indulge; drink, gamble, smoke, drugs - they can be the life of the party and/or the comic relief. Their storyline/plot may be addiction, or they're known for overindulging. They're the characters who like to party or get lost in the oblivion of substance abuse. A range of personalities, they usually come down to being lone wolves or get attached to people easily and wholeheartedly. No one seems to know the 'real' them. Because they don't like letting people in.

𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝐽𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑆𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑤

𝑇𝑖𝑔 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑟

𝐻𝑣𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑘

𝐻𝑎𝑦𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝐴𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑦

𝐾𝑙𝑎𝑢𝑠 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑠

𝐴𝑟𝑡ℎ𝑢𝑟 𝑆ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑏��

𝐴𝑟𝑔𝑦𝑙𝑒

𝐵𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑛

𝐽𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝐹𝑎ℎ𝑒𝑦

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mon-mothmas-collar · 4 months

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I’m sorry i’m SORRY Chris Rodriguez sat in the Hermes cabin unclaimed for YEARS. In Show canon his been there as long as Luke. In book canon its never mentioned but this kid, this same-age-as-Clarisse-is KID didn’t find out who his father was till AFTER he joined the Titan army, maybe even after he literally went insane trying to escape the Labyrinth and your gonna sit there and tell me the gods care about their kids??

#also hephaestus lost multiple sons LOYAL sons within a couple months of eachother and we heard nothing of it #apollo and aphrodite never mourned their dead children #in fact. Ares and Dionysus in TLO cheering on Clarisse and asking for their kid to be protect #showed the most care for their children then the entire Panthenon #percy jackson #pjo tv series #chris rodriguez #percy jackon and the olympians

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mo-mode · 4 months

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Memes I Made for Son of Dionysus: Chapter 2

Spoilers, if that matters to you