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Hebe Cabin Headcanons

They don't usually get to camp until they're around 15 or 16 because the monsters can't sense them due to their slow aging.

They can reverse the effects on a person's body by up to a few hours, which can easily save lives.

They tend to wake up crying in the middle of the night, like babies but much quieter.

Very few of them have the ability to affect people's DNA and chromosomes. Makes transitioning much easier.

Sleepovers and skin care with the Aphrodite cabin.

They look up to the Ares cabin because Ares is the protector of women. (I do not accept PJO Ares.)

They want so badly to be with a child of Zeus. Their mother was the bride of Heracles, son of Zeus. They absolutely freaked out when Jason came to camp.

They forget that they're alive sometimes. They end up in the infirmary because they did something reckless trying to prove that they're really living, not frozen in time.

They always hated their birthday. Even when they were very little kids, they would beg their mortal parent not to throw them a party.

They're a lot more mature than people take them for. Their enemies try to abuse their innocence, but they can see through it almost every time.

Their fatal flaw is usually cowardice or delusion. They have a lot of unrealistic dreams. They can be terrified of authority and confrontation.

🎨 - You should do an interaction between Dionysus and Ares! I’ve always been curious what their dynamic would be considering madness can sometimes go along with war ^^

I dont know why Ares is chasing him— my best guess is that he said “well somebody punch me!” And Dionysus did exactly that. Hard.

Buy me a coffee! ☕️

I don't like all of Rick's portrayals of the gods. I get that they're supposed to be inhuman — they are stuck in their ways, unchanging, clinging to "perfection" and the values that have defined them for millennia.

I just think that sometimes, Rick chose the wrong values for them to cling to.

Ares does not value gender; he values war, he values strength, he values bravery. He does not care if you can give birth or not. He does not care for mortal gender values. He cares for what you can give on the battlefield, for what weapons you can wield, for how much pain you can take. He cares for how many punches you can take and still get up, for how much blood you can spit and still fight back, for how torn your knuckles can become and still cave someone's skull in. He cares for how many horrors you can see and still fight, for how much inhumanity you can take and remain human, for how many times you can be faced with your fears and overcome them.

Ares, God of War, The Courageous, Slayer of Men, Protector of Women, does not care if Clarisse bleeds every month, if his children fight all that moves; he cares if she can stare in the faces of her brothers and not succumb to her fears, if they can fight and lose and get back up for another round.

Aphrodite does not value femininity; she values love, she values lust, she values beauty. She does not care if you use dozens of cosmetic products on yourself. She does not care for dolled-up models. She cares for how you love, for how much you are willing to give in her name, for how beautiful you view yourself. She cares for what measures you are willing to take to ensure your love can thrive, for how many insults you can take and still love yourself, for how much effort you feel the need to put in to feel beautiful. She cares for how much blood you will spill to protect your love, for how much love you can give and still have more, for how many obstacles you can see in your way and still love fiercely.

Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, The Warlike, Smile-Loving, Common To All People, does not care if Piper wears dresses or sweats, if her children break hearts as a right of passage; she cares if she will ravage worlds to keep her loved ones, if they will love full-heartedly.

Weapons change. Social values change. Gender roles change. Fashion trends change.

War does not. Strength does not. Bravery does not.

Love does not. Lust does not. Beauty does not.

And is it not that the gods cling to those values of theirs, those aspects of theirs, those traits of theirs so dearly for fear of change?

Percy and Chirons fight Pt.2

Percy stormed into the Ares cabin. Neo approached him worriedly. ‘Are you alright?!’ He exclaimed. ‘I got into a fight…. with Chiron ‘ The Ares kids gasped. neo hugged him. ‘I'm sorry that happened' He mumbled. Percy stayed silent, resting his chin on Neos head. ‘Its not that bad' Percy sighed. Sherman Yang stared at him. ‘Dude, are you listening to yourself!? You got into fight with bloody Chiron. You could be thrown out of camp!’ He said, the others seemed to realize what that meant when they started to frantically nod along with him. ‘I'll talk with Mr.D and see if he can get you out if this' Neo said. ‘I doubt it would work. But you can try’ Percy replied.

Chiron walked through the twisting darkness of the cursed forest. No wonder Zeus had banned people from entering it. Lime colored poison flowed in a river next to him. It would have been a good punishment, but it wasn't deadly, or strong enough even for causing pain. He moved deeper into the trees. A bat flew past him. He ignored it. He approached a hollowed out tree trunk. The inside was filled with a strange violet colored liquid. ‘Finally’ Chiron couldn't help but laugh as he bottled the liquid.

Dinner arrived quickly in Camp half blood. Everything was going normally. Chiron had stored the violet bottle underneath his bed in the big house. Percy was sitting between Neo and Clarisse at the Ares table. Everyone was confused as to why the Ares kids kept looking at Chiron, panicked. dinner ended, and the campers flooded out of the pavilion. Chiron sped of to the big house for some last minute plans. Mr. D was confused, but decided to just go IM Araidne.

The next morning came around, and still, no reaction from Chiron. Percy trained with Neo and Sherman, then Keith and Aria. He only ever trained with the children of Ares now. When he dropped down onto a bench, he realised that there was an unfamiliar woman beside him. She had rich brown hair, and bronze skin. Her eyes seemed gold, with flecks of red within them. She was dressed in a simple white chiton. A smile playing at her rosy lips. ‘Hello Perceus Jackson, my name is Alkippe' She said. ‘Wait…Oh. Like the daughter of Ares from the myths?’ His eyes widened in astonishment. ‘That's me! Dad made me immortal after I was beheaded by Athena.’ She grumbled, giving the nearby athena kids a well practised death glare. ‘I'm sorry for what Hallirhothios did to you’ Percy replied. The guilt and sadness in his eyes showed Alkippe the truth. ‘No need to apologise for something you had nothing to do with, Hippolyte is here too, along with a few others of my ancient siblings like Penthesileia by the way' She replied. ‘Cool! So why exactly are you guys here?’ Percy hoped he wasn't being rude. ‘Boredom, and the reason I sat down on this very comfortable bench next to you was because dear daddy decided he wanted to apologise to you but is took dam awkward to do it himself’ She snorted. He laughed. ‘Sounds like him- Where are you guys staying though?’ He suddenly realised. ‘Oh! Yeah, well we created a secret base! Its invisible to mortal/demigod/centaur/godly eyes, well except some exceptions, like my dad, siblings and you now, so anyways, the base is huge! Its practically a mansion! Its sort of a replica of Harmonias palace on Olympus! Except silver instead of gold!’ She excitedly. Percys green eyes widened ar the thought of it. They continued to chat until a girl approached them. She had ginger hair, that cascaded down her back, she had the same golden eyes with red flecks as Alkippe, but this time she was dressed in a Skulduggery Pleasant t-shit with ripped jeans and red converse. Hippolyte. ‘Allyyyy- Can we spar now?’ She complained. ‘Ugh fine. sorry Percy! Talk to you later on!’ Alkippe laughed as she summoned a spear from thin air. Scarket electricity crackled around it. Percy realised that it seemed to be a running trend in the daughters of Ares. And he couldn't help but smile.

Percy once again sat with the Ares kids. He was between Alkippe and Neo, and across from Sherman, Clarisse and Hippolyte. Clarisse and her two half sisters were in a deep conversation about weapons, while Sherman quietly snuck a few of her potatoes onto his own plate. Percy and Neo chatted about their day to each other. Chiron subtly watched Percy. He couldn't help but smirk as Percy put his glass up to his lips. He gulped down a good bit of his blue cherry coke, before continuing his conversation with Neo. The plan was successful.

The campfire ended in a goodmood. Percy said his good nights to his friends and headed back to his cabin. Just as he shut the door, a sudden burst of nausea entered his body, he dropped onto his knees. He ran to the bathroom when it came again, and again. Time after time, till Percy was in excruciating pain, and with that, he fell unconscious.

‘Percy! Wakey Wakey! Dude! WAKEY WAKEY!’ Alkippe glared at cabin threes door. she tried pushing it open, she found it suprisingly easy. She didn't find him in his bed, nor at the mini kitchen Malcolm Pace had designed. she found herself wondering towards the bathroom. She forced open the door, and to her horror, she found Percy sprawled out on the floor, with a giant claw mark on his back. He had been attacked. Alkippe pulled out her phone and quickly tapped one of her contacts. ‘Thrassa? I need you in the Poseidon cabin. Its Percy. Hes been attacked'.

Percy/Chirons Argument pt.5 (srry its short)

Percy awoke to see a strange glowing orb laying before them. He made sure that Adrienne got up, and the two stared mindlessly at the orb. It took the woman a few dead moments to realize. ‘Oh! Percy! Someone's creating the cure! I was looking into this stuff the night I was sent here! They are about halfway done the process! If they're going that quickly, we could be out of here within mere hours!’ She exclaimed. Percys eyes widened. ‘Really!?!?’ He gasped. ‘Mhmm!’ She replied. Excitement welled up in the stomachs of the duo.Unbeknownst to them, it would not be that easy.

‘Oh my gods’ Ares nearly dropped the delicate cup. Dionysus had just finished telling him allof the details. He just couldn't believe it. speaking of the wine god, he was calmly helping himself to the pastries that had been prepared for them by a maid. ‘We have to stop them! Zeus knows what that despicable woman will do!’ Ares yelled. ‘I know, I know' Dionysus replied. ‘We need help them….and I think I know what to do'.

Alkippe began to choke. she had somehow ran straight into a tree, was smacked in the face with a branch, and then proceeded to choke on a leaf. Gaia- Mother nature, really seemed to hate her. ‘Ali, you okay?’ Thrassa looked over he shoulder. She had left Sorin and Kyra in charge of Percy. Currently, Hippolyte, Clarisse and Penthesileia were searching the big house. As they had insisted that less meant less likely to be caught. Suddenly, The two sisters stumbled across a…grove? A loud breathing sound caught their attention. ‘whos there!’ Alkippe snarled. a branch snapped and both girls jumped around to see a rather small drakon waddle into the clearing. He wasn't any bigger then festus, and he had sleek red scales. Fire flickered in his nostrils. They realised who it was. No other then their half brother, he was the drakon ismenian. ‘hi… we're your half sisters, mind helping us out?’

Piper watched from olympus with her mother as the demigods began their journey. ‘Poor Percy’ She sighed. Aphrodite nodded sadly. ‘Mother? Sister?’ Both turned to see Harmonia standing a few feet away. Piper carefully took in the raven waist-length curls, the plump figure, the kind honey colored eyes, the rouge pink floral dress, just everything about the goddess seemed beautiful. Her skin was dark, with star like freckles on her visible shoulders, thighs and under her eyes. ‘hi..’ Piper said, awestruck. ‘My! Jason Grace was right when he called you gorgeous!’ The goddesses voice was silvery. Pipers face was evident with the blush forming in her face. ‘Thank you’ She mumbled. Harmonia cheerfully plopped down beside her. ‘Well as your big sister and friend! I will help with whatever your sad about!’ She said confidentially, placing her hands on her hips as she spoke. Piper smiled

‘Now why would you do that!’ Mallory Keen complained to Magnus. ‘I don't know! It was the first thing that came to mind apart from AAAAGUH’ He replied with a steely glare. Both laughed. Halfborn and TJ watched them from the other side of the room. Halfborns eyes were fixated on every move Mallory made. From the way her pale skin shone in the lighting, and the way her curls bounced across her shoulders, the mischievous glimmer in her eyes, and just everything. TJ noticed the look he was giving her, and raised a dark eyebrow. ‘You like Mallory?’ He wiggled said eyebrows. ‘What are you talking about! Absolutely not!’ Halfborn continued on a rant about the irish girl. Until she caught his eye, thats when she winked, and the same time the time changed.

The view focus on a rose. A clock sat high above it, just in sight. Every few moments, a petal would fade away to ashes. Meant to dictate the progress of Percy and Adriennes saviors. A pale hand wrapped its fingers around the throny stem. Kronos pulled the rose to his lips. The stem greyed at the bottom, and seemed to be slowly inking through the flower. ‘If only you were here with me, my dear Rhea, I sincerely apologise for the supposed demise of our children’ He sighed. Another petal crumpled up into ashes. This time signifying times sadness.

Leos hand interlocked with Jasons. He stared ahead as they approached the infirmary, where they were expecting to see Percy. The confusion on their face was evident when Annabeth was nowhere to be scene. Instead, there was a familiar boy from the Ares cabin. Neo McAuliffe. Born to mortal Naria McAuliffe, and obviously god, Ares. The boys pale face was stained by tears, his hand interlocking the lifeless Percys the same way the couple were doing at that moment. Only now did Jason realise how delicate a life was, it could be taken away at any second. He just hoped he would die before Leo.

Just thought about this while thinking of some Ocs (a whole thing but I want to introduce them)

But Ares is a little different in PJO. He’s very like- modern Ares. Just- a lot more of once side of Ares and lest of another side we see in the Myths,

(Yes I know there is a lot of contradiction in the myths depending on which one, which version, the time period, etc. but I think when I bring up Mythology Ares vs. Pjo Ares people know the difference I’m pointing out)

But I’d like to propose my half-baked thoughts,

We know the Gods take on different ‘counterparts’ for Ares his Roman counterpart is Mars, etc and etc. and this is usually do to like drastic culture change that still pulls the essence of the God (I’m just word vomiting bare with me)

To preserve my nice little image of Mythology Ares and Ares caring for his kid (even though there’s that whole moment in Sea of Monsters- maybe I read it wrong but like- there’s also like a bunch of other things but PJO Ares and loving his kids doesn’t usually click in my mind first glance) but concept, what if the Ares we see through Percy’s eyes is the American counterpart Ares/ modern counterpart of Ares. An Ares that fits in with our *Hollywoods* idea of Ares,

Okay I didn’t think through this and it popped into my head and I wanted to write it down before I forgot- maybe I’ll make a post about this and if it is a noticeable trend through all of the Gods or if I’m just really being a little delusional.

Ares in Pjo/maybe Hc/ I just ramble

Might possibly make a Ares post to add to the new episode dropping tomorrow because hehehehehehe Ares :3.

Never mind I’m talking about Ares now. Glad to make a longer post :3

I… have my thoughts about him and how he’s portrayed in Pjo (seriously what happened my dudes-?) blah blah blah I’m not quite qualified to yap about it because I’m not a super cool mythology classics trained interpreter or whatever but I am a person on the internet with a surface level idea on Greek Mythology.

First off, would like to say. Biker Ares is such a silly concept that is so fun. I never thought about him in biker concept when going modern; I personally would’ve immediately gone to a punk leaning or shifted him to a more rocker (though all of those communities have pretty cool overlap). But I always sat there thinking about Ares and got the image of punk.

But, I can say- sleazy Ares, now with more info about actual mythos. It’s. A choice. Like Hera (who also had a thing happen to her that I personally don’t like becusdbeisnfianfjedj I really like Hera) but Ares- uh, dude is like historically loves his girlfriend, his kids, and his mom. My man would not be as.. icky to his kids (what was even going on during SoM?) and totally would’ve.. cared more about them? Or be shown to have more explicit worry and concern and pride in them (thinking of that one daughter he had and the son mentioned in the Iliad)? But again might just be my read on it. Of course there’s stuff I love about it, he’s totally ravenous, totally embodies that war spirit that I think of him as (if anyone wants my take I really feel like between all the war deities I know, Athena is the general/high ranking militaries god, Ares is the soldiers god, Enyo is that battle frenzy bloodlust we’d associate with Ares, etc,etc). While also being caring.

When I talk about these Gods in Pjo I think of them and how my brain characterizes them in, their sort of more myth based part, the varying versions of themselves’s from their ‘forms’ in other regions. I still have them in my re-imagined Olympus staying on Olympus, but Gods still somewhat reflect their realms/domains.

Ares somewhat holds qualities of all the bad things of modern war, while also our modern look on wars of the past (specifically like, pre-civil war) and our view on them. Along with his myth alignment, and somewhat taking little bits from other forms.

Also he is a mother’s boy. No idea if it’s canon but I say it’s canon, he loves Hera :3 and his girlfriend. (Whenever I write about Aphrodite along with bringing up that war form of her I’d also like to say that I’m fully supporting the eye beauty of beholder appearance shift). He checks in on his kids much more frequently, whether inadvertently or very obviously (we see him offer the core trio practically McDonald’s and giving Clarisse the boat thing, and calling her).

Okay I’m very tired and I don’t know what I wrote because all of this is like almost midnight for me so uhhh. Maybe I’ll have more brain thoughts at some other point.

Also my room is so grossly warm, I live in a colder area but my room is at sub-tropical temps due to my snake (who I love dearly, his name is Wilbur) but I swear I have to open my window not to overheat constantly, while I’ve adjusted to the heat In the room that everywhere else in the house is cold :[

Okay goodnight.

Can’t produce very high quality art in ver short notice so here are the silly doodles I’ve made for the new episode,

Didn’t reference anything so sorry if it looks off. Also the needed Grover in the pig war shirt, he didn’t mention it in the episode but again- Washington. I needed the reference.

Also Ares with a little snake tongue. And that one scene from the beginning of the episode