#pjo headcanons

Nico: Cause I'm half Greek? We are all half Greek? The gods are Greek?

Percy: I know we're hardwired for ancient Greek but like, I need lessons to actually understand it? Wouldn't it be your third language?

Nico: my dad lived with us in Italy, why wouldn't he speak his native language? I grew up speaking both Greek and Italian.

Leo: i think the more important thing we're ignoring here is that Hades was a present dad.

Nico: is, I live with him sometimes.

Leo: How was that childhood? Like *puts on a high voice* 'oh papa can you read me a bedtime story?' And he goes *puts on a deep voice* 'yes my little bambinas' and pulls out the necronomicon?

Nico: The necronomicon is fictional but points for knowing what that is and also no, he just told us stories he heard from the long dead, Mama was the weird one —but—

Nico: *turns around* Pollux, your dad was around when you were a kid; did you learn Greek?

Pollux: ναι. Different dialects tho.

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​​⋆˚࿔ He sucks at picking movies. If you don’t just straight-up tell him what movie you two are going to watch, or at the very least give him some ideas of options to choose from, I’m afraid you two will be spending more time browsing through Netflix, Amazon Prime, and Disney+ than actually watching anything.

​​⋆˚࿔ Percy 100% steals all the blue-colored snacks for himself, like if you share a bag of M&Ms or gummies. He WILL try to be sneaky about only eating the blue ones, but bro is too obvious.

“Percy, stop only picking out all the blue sharks!” you whined, slapping his hand away from the bag of gummy candies.

“Ouch! Come on, pretty girl, sharing is caring!” Your dramatic boyfriend was quick to feign hurt like the dork he was. Squinting your eyes at him, you retorted quizzically, “It’s not really sharing when you’re not leaving any for me, is it?”

​​⋆˚࿔ There is a fifty-fifty chance that halfway through the movie he will start getting bored and opt to play with your fingers or your hair. The likelihood of him beginning to press some sloppy kisses down the side of your neck isn’t that low either… Let’s just say your movie nights don’t always go as initially planned—not that either of you minded!

​​⋆˚࿔ Sally caught you two making out on their couch once, while some disappointingly boring rom-com played in the background. You had been straddling him, and you were both too busy locking lips to notice the sound of the apartment door opening. When she suddenly stood there, she looked as mortified as any mother would be seeing her son in such a promiscuous position. You yelped in surprise and fell off of Percy and down onto the luckily soft living room carpet. Yeah… you couldn’t look his mom in the eyes for a while after that.

​​⋆˚࿔ The other option in case scenario one doesn’t take place is that he will actually lock in for the movie. I’m talking tunnel vision on the screen, shouting when something unexpected happens, commenting on the protagonist’s actions and behavior every couple of minutes.

“What the hell?! What do you mean that’s the end?” Percy’s distraught exclamation almost had you burst out laughing, as he stared at the TV like it had personally wronged him. “I know, baby, I know,” you consoled him humorously, stroking his back.

​​⋆˚࿔ If smartphones weren’t such a catastrophic magnet for monsters, he would definitely be the type to send you tons of TikToks afterwards. It’d be mostly fan theories or parodies, but maybe also an edit or two. Speaking of edits, he would lowkey be so whiny if you’d send him thirsty edits. Why should you like some stupid character that doesn’t even exist when he—your funny, loyal boyfriend—was right there?

You were resting on Percy’s bed, a blue whale plushie he had won for you at a fair once nestled by your side. Laying on your stomach, you scrolled through TikTok with a giddy grin on your face. Standing not too far away, your dark-haired boyfriend was fishing through his closet to find a shirt for you. More specifically, the blue and white graphic T-shirt that had become your designated sleep tee for when you would stay the night.

“Where the heck is it?” Percy cried out in frustration, throwing yet another black shirt over his head. Taking a little break from his search, he glanced in your direction only to see you smile at your phone like a maniac. Internally, Percy groaned upon realizing what you were looking at. The sound of the familiar voice talking about where the fun begins was a dead giveaway.

You had watched Star Wars Episode III together last week, and Percy hated every minute of it. It wasn’t that he didn’t think the movie was good. He was simply appalled by how many times you’d swooned over Anakin Skywalker during those two hours.

“You love me more than Anakin, right?” You looked up from your phone, thumb hovering over the bright screen illuminating your face in a pale shade of blue. “Sure…” Your tone wasn’t convincing at all. Percy said your name in annoyed disbelief, making you laugh. “Relax! I’m just messing with you. Of course, I love you more.” Shaking his head, Percy smiled. “Probably…” you muttered under your breath, just to tease him a little bit. “Baby!”

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Will receives a birthday gift that isn’t immediately clear what it is. It’s cylindrical, made of celestial bronze, hollow on the inside, and Will can faintly feel some enchantments on it. When he asks, the only response he gets is “you’ll see.”

After staring at it for a good hour or so, suddenly it hits him. He can’t believe he didn’t recognize it sooner. He picks up the object, and, realizing how it’s meant to work, summons his light powers and tries to focus them through it.

Sure enough, Will is now holding a perfectly functional lightsaber.