Litterally everyone packed into the Aphrodite cabin acting out a story written by Lacy and directed by Connor:

This is neither the first nor last time this has happened. Last time they were doing Epic the musical and Leo got convinced to play Hera in stunning makeup. This one's just low budget.

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Bonus:

Chiron: Children, I love that you are exploring your creativity through the arts while supporting each other, but please do not crowd the Aphrodite cabin as it's a fire hazard.

Chiron: I will allow you all to use the amphitheatre for these creative endeavours. Clean up afterwards please. ❤️

Imma start with the headcanons!

Malcolm and Jake were actually dating for a while but only told everyone after Nico and Will both came out.

Adding on to my Genderfluid Percy headcanon from before, Percabeth are both bi so Annabeth doesn't mind.

Mitchell came around during the Sea of Monsters quest and Lacy came at the same time as Drew due their mortal parents living in the same area since they go to the same school

Clovis has actually been at the camp nearly the same amount of time as Annabeth due to his sleep powers hindering his mortal mothers life, she left on the hill.

Thalia and Grover set up small hidden demigod camps for quests since it's common for monsters to destory your supplies. They are able to do this because they travel a lot.

Percy, and Annabeth often invite Will and Nico over so they can help eachother with eachothers Tartarus experiences.

Percy and Annabeth consider Nico a little brother and let him stay over at anypoint once they have their own home.

Every year Percy has three birthday parties. One at camp courtesy of his fellow campers, one at his home with his closest friends, and his family, and one with his cousins where they go out. Often the one from hosted by Sally and Paul is the only one actually on his birthday. The other two often happen the next day.

After Jason's death Leo and Piper decided to start meeting up at least once durung the school year, to check up on eachother. They are sometimes joined by others.

Percy knows how to cook, on the other hand Annabeth is not the best at cooking.

Clarisse and Percy spar together for fun when either of them need a break from everything else in life.

Clarisse often treats Will like a little brother because of how young he was when he became head medic and how many times he healed her despite her rude words at first.

Magnus and Annabeth have meetups almost every month, occasionally Percy and/or Alex will tag along. Annabeth and Percy have yet to tell Camp.

Percy and Annabeth also often meet up with Carter and Sadie for food. They like to check up on the younger kids. Percaveth had yet to tell Camp about these two as well.

When Sally and Paul want a date amnight and Percy and Annabeth aren't available the rest of the seven or Nico and Will are open to babysitting Estelle so the two can still go out. Everyone loves Estelle.

Now for the changed storylines.

I would have had Percy and Annabth stand up for Nico more during the deabte to go save him from the jar as they have know him since he was ten and it just makes sense.

Caleo but platonic. I've seen many points made by others where it shows Caleo isn't the best and honestly it is a bit strange to resolve Leo's arc by giving him a romantic relationship with an immortal much older than him. So instead of having them date, I'd have them bond over them both having bad luck with relationships and give them a sibling relationship.

I would have Drew be mentioned much earlier, give her a big relationship with Silena. She's always with her sister, looking up to her. She was always kinda of a mean girl but she masks her sorrow about Silena with more hate.

Talk about Jason's missing memories more. He never fully got his back, have him ask Reyna about his life, and Thalia about their mother.

I would make Ares just... Less the way Rick made him. He respects girls in his myths, he supports the Amazons. Yet he abuses his daughter? Have him be a supportive father that just hates other demigods cause they think of him as mindless war disrespect his children.

Similarly I would change Hera. Yes, it makes sense for her to dislike Thalia and maybe other big three children because of the myths. But not any other demigods. She, along with being the goddess of marriage and childbirth, is also the goddess of family and women. So many demigods have horrible families, let her support them discreetly by allowing her cabin to be the cabin for unclaimed campers, or perhaps by leading young demigods to Artemis so she can help them get to camp.

More seafam shit. Percy and Triton bonding, Percy meeting his other godly siblings other than Kym, Amphitrite getting to know Percy and acting like a stepmother, etc, etc. I need more of this.

Lacy: Helps me feel closer to mom and it always cheers me up

Drew:

Drew:

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Hazel was tired. More than usual to be honest. She looked awful, she felt awful. Hazel hated it, but she needed to finish all of her makeup work. Then there was all her preator work. Hazel was busy, she didn't have the time to sleep. There was work that needed to be done, she could sleep later. That idea would've been fine, if it weren't for the fact Hazel hadn't been actually been sleeping. Not even taking naps.

The longer it went on, the more obvious it has gotten. None of the older demigods had realised it until it had really gotten out of hand. First there was Leo.

“Hey!” The young Latino boy say causing Hazel to jump a bit. “Oh, hi Leo!” Hazel smiled sheepishly rubbing her eyes. “Is everything ok? You look..tired.”Leo said a little concerned. “Oh no, I'm fine. I've been sitting down working for too long” Leo frowned looking at all the work Hazel had around her on the counter top. “Well, don't forget to take a break and a nap.” Leo said before running of to do gods know what.

A few days later, on Wednesday, Percy had woken Hazel up in the same spot Leo had found her. This time Hazel seemed to be a lot more tired. Hazel was hardly awake when Percy had found her. Percy gently tapped the dark skinned girls shoulder. Hazel jolted up from her sleep. She had been asleep. Hazel looked around dazed hitting Percy in the face with her hair.

“Ahh!” Percy spat. “On your left Hazel!”

“Huh!? Oh sorry Percy!” Hazel blinked a few times. “Hazel, you're way too tired you need to go to bed. Plus, you have a test tomorrow, you can hold on the preator stuff for a bit. Take a nap.” Percy said as he started sorting some of Hazel's work. “Hey, wait what are you doing!?” Hazel said covering her papers with her arms.

“Cleaning up your stuff so you can rest.” Percy said. “I'll sleep in a bit, I promise, just a few more minutes!” Hazel pleaded looking Percy in the eye. Percy looked Hazel back in her eyes. He regretted it instantly. After only a few seconds he caved. “Alright fine! But only a few minutes.” Percy sighed and put Hazel's papers down walking away.

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Friday morning, a day were most would be happy and on their toes. Hazel wasn't. Far from it. She'd been stumbling across the halls of BAG hopelessly. She had artist statements and essays in her arms rushing go get them to their respective teachers.

It wasn't until Lacy had finally got Hazel's attention did she stop running. “Hazel is everything alright?” Lacy asked before she could look at Hazel.

“Gods, Hazel you look awful! Have you slept at all this week?”

Lacy asked clearly worried about her girlfriend. “Oh, yea..a few hours or so…” Hazel said as she made her way to the first class to drop off the work. “How long is a few hours?” Lacy asked following Hazel around the school. “Enough to get my work done.”

“Hazel, please, tell me.” Lacy pouted. It wasn't often that Hazel acted so cold towards Lacy, unless Lacy really ticked her off. Lacy quieted herself and continued to follow Hazel around school. Luckily they had the same classes so Lacy wouldn't be too far away from Hazel.

As the school day continued Lacy noticed how sleepy Hazel had been acting. She'd been doing off during classes. She some managed to fall asleep standing up. Lacy wanted to say something, but Hazel insisted she was fine.

Lacy bit her lip nervously. The school day was almost over, maybe she could convince Hazel to sleep in. Lacy cleared her throat catching Hazel's attention. “Um Hazel, did you- I mean could stay with you this weekend?” Lacy was clearly nervous. “Um, sure. Want to walk home with me?” Lacy nodded happily.

Lacy felt nervous, it wasn't that she had any bad intentions, she'd never been in Hazel's room. The thought of being alone in Hazel's room made Lacy feel weird inside. Like a happy weird.

“Lacy, are you ok? You look spaced out.”

Lacy shook her head focusing on the real world again. “Oh, yeah, I'm fine!” Lacy could tell she was blushing. She ate her food quietly not wanting to say anything stupid.

The rest of the school day went on fine.

The rest of the classes went by smoothly for both Hazel and Lacy. Nothing happened, no threat of having to rush back to either of camps or some monster attacking them. It was peaceful. Well as peaceful as a Friday even in school could get.

Walking home was sweet too.

“Hey, can I show you a new song?” Hazel asked suddenly. Despite how sleepy she was, Hazel was more than happy to be around Lacy. “Of course!” Hazel pulled out her phone and scrolled through her Spotify playlist. “There it is!” Hazel said as she pressed her thumb against her phone screen.

“I'm forming my own cloud here.”

Hazel sang along with the song. Lacy could only smile. Hazel's voice was sweet. Hazel kept singing until the song finished. Lacy was grinning from ear to ear. Lacy had it bad.

Lacy didn't realize that they finally reached Hazel's house. Despite how many people lived in the house, it was fairly clean. A few books there, a couple of blueprints rolled up in a pile. A couple of tools on the couch, but still clean.

“Come on, my room is this way!” Hazel grabbed Lacy's hand pulling her down the hallway and quickly entering a room.

If Lacy was going to be honest, she wasn't sure what she accepted Hazel's room to look like. When she did wonder she assumed it'd look like what she thought Nico's would. Dark, all the colors would've dark if they weren't black. Maybe a few records laid around.

It was far from it.

Hazel's room walls were painted white, it would've been boring if it weren't for the things that covered the walls. For starters, there were lyric notes painted across one wall while the one across from it was lined with pictures of all her art. Her bed was placed in the corner and had yet to be cleaned and had stuffed animals laid on the pillows. Next to it was a set of cubes that seemed to be connected. The roof had a few large lights on top, they seemed normal. The floor was clean minus the small pile of music and books in the corner near the window.

“Do you like it?” Hazel excitedly. Lacy nodded happily. “I love it! It's really pretty!” Lacy smiled as she walked over to the wall with all of Hazel's art work on it. “You made all of these?” Lacy was examined the wall in awe. The art was realistic and seemed to pop off the page. “Yea, Annabeth gave me the idea. She said I could see my improvement.”

Hazel blushed, she always got compliments for her art, but Lacy's made her feel..happier. Hazel feel soft inside. “Is this one me?” Lacy asked pointing at one turning to face Hazel. “U-um…yea, I painted when we first started dating..” Hazel blushed rubbing the back of her neck. “If you don't like it-”

“Hazel, I love it!”

“Really?” Hazel thought it would've been weird to draw Lacy, mostly cause she drew it from memory. “Of course, I wish I could paint like this.” Lacy pouted a little. “Hey you can dance!” Hazel said. “You're great at doing things, I wish I could do!”

Lacy blushed a bit. She was never good at taking complaints. “Uh..thank you..” Lacy quickly changed the subject.

“Can..can I stay for the night? I already have extra clothes.”

Hazel paused for a bit. “I'll go ask Percy!” Hazel ran out the room. Lacy looked around Hazel's room silently. She looked in the cubes Hazel had near her bed. She wasn't expecting to find much. She found a few art ideas and supplies. She found a few CDs with weird names for each one.

After looking for a bit more shed found a diary. She bit her lip. She shouldn't read it. It wouldn't hurt to just look at it. Lacy looked at the cover. It was painted. It had Hazel's name written in Latin she assumed.It was nice. She flipped over and looked at the back. It was just as pretty. It was covered in stickers on it

Lacy put the book down only to find a little remote. She clicked a button and suddenly the colors of the lights changed. Lacy giggled and kept changing the colors. Hazel came back into the room smiling happily.

“You can stay!”

“Good, now I can trick you into taking a nap!” Lacy said. Lacy stood up and pushed Hazel into the bathroom. “Now take a shower! You need to relax!” Lacy threw in some random clothes and waited patiently for Hazel to shower. Once Hazel finished Lacy wasted no time taking her shower not wanting to waste anytime.

Lacy came out the bathroom smiling. “Great, that's out the way.” Hazel looked up from her phone grinning. “Good, I wanted you to teach you how to paint.” Lacy smiled, she wonder how long Hazel had been practicing that. “I'd love to learn!”

Hazel rushed over to her closet. She pulled out a canvas, a few paint brushes, and a lot of paint. Lacy moved out the way to allow Hazel to place everything out. “Don't we need something to cover the floor?” Lacy asked sitting down next to Hazel. “We should be fine, this paint doesn't dry quickly.”

“How about we try painting a dove? So you can hang it up in your room!” Hazel said as she began to sketch the bird out on the canvas. Lacy was expecting it to take at least an hour. It only took Hazel around thirty minutes to finish sketching. “You draw fast..” Lacy looked at the bird. It looked very pretty and Lacy didn’t want to ruin it. “You sure it's ok for me to paint this, I don't wanna mess it up.”

Hazel nodded excitedly. “Yea, I want you to learn.” Hazel looked around. “I'll be back we need water!” Lacy nodded as Hazel quickly ran off. Lacy picked up one of the paint palettes. She opened it. The colors were mostly used and white plastic that held the paint was covered in light streaks of each color. She closed it and opened another one.

This one seemed new and didn't seem to be used, looked brand new even. Hazel came back with a cup of water. “We'll use this to clean the brushes!” Hazel said placing the cup on the floor before sitting down. “Ok, so, pick one of the palettes!”

Lacy looked at the one in her hand. The colors were dark. More earthy. “I wanna use this one…” Lacy trailed off looking at another pallette. The colors were mostly pink or some version of it. “...and this one!”

Hazel grinned. “OK,what if we paint the dove pink and make it look like it's flying over a forest?” Lacy nodded. “Yea, let's do that!” Hazel picked up a pencil and added to outline for the background. Once she finished going over the pencil in sharpie Hazel dipped the paintbrush in water. “What do you wanna paint first?”

Lacy took the brush from Hazel. “The dove, I can't possibly mess that up!” Lacy said as she ran the brush across the pink pigment in the pallette and began to paint.

The sense of comfort that came over Hazel was intense. Hazel stood still holding the small nymph. The smell of fresh roses filled the girls nose. Regardless of how many flowers she'd smelt before, this scent felt special. Like she'd been smelling it for years. It wasn't until the nymph has squeezed her against did she realize they were still hugging. “Oh. Sorry.”

Hazel gently put the small girl down. Hazel looked over the nymph wide eyed. “L..Lacy?” Hazel looked at Lacy in the eye. The amount of emotions going through both of them was intense. “Y-yeah…it's me.” Hazel's shocked expression turned to one of dread. “You shouldn't be here.” Hazel said coldly. Lacy frowned. “I wanted to see you..” Lacy said softly. Despite how happy she was at first, Lacy already felt like a burden. “You shouldn't have come here. I'm not that important anymore.” Hazel said trying to keep her cool.

“Hazel, you're still my friend.” Lacy reached out to touch Hazel. Hazel quickly moved her hand away. “Lacy…believe me, I want to be your friend, but..” Hazel took a deep breath. “..things change Lacy and I don't think you'll like what I've become.” Lacy frowned. “Hazel, I've changed too. I know there's a small chance neither of us have really changed and a very high chance we have.” Lacy reached for Hazel's hand. This time she was able to hold it. Not like they did when they were little.

Lacy kept Hazel's had between both of hers. Hazel looked at their hands and slowly looked up to Lacy's eyes. Despite not seeing Lacy for years, she could tell not much had changed about her appearance. Lacy still had long blonde hair. That same happy glint in her eyes. The same everything, but she was older. “I don't want to lose this friendship. We had so much when we're 13, and I'm not going to let getting older ruin it.” Lacy looked into Hazel's eyes. It wasn't the same emotions.

Hazel's eyes were filled with confusion and fear, wile Lacy’s were filled with hope and wonder. Hazel opened her mouth to speak only to close it again. Part of Hazel wanted to get to know Lacy again. A large part of her in fact. Lacy was her friend. Her first crush and if she was going to be honest, her current crush. The other part of her wanted to force Lacy out. To scream about how much Lacy deserved better. Hazel swallowed a lump in her throat. “Fine, you can stay for a week. If things go wrong you can leave.”

Lacy smiled widely hugging Hazel tightly. “I promise we'll get back to where we were!” Lacy let go of Hazel stilling smiling. Hazel looked at Lacy and couldn't help but by smile a little. “Come on! We have a lot of catching up to do!” Lacy grabbed Hazel's hand dragging her out the room. “Where are you going?” Hazel asked puzzled. “You're going to give me a tour.”

My fic for @pjofemslashminibang My partner was @fuvkingmagnus

he·ro

ˈhirō/

noun

a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities.

“a war hero”

brave person, brave man/woman, man/woman of courage, man/woman of the hour, lionheart, warrior, knight, etc.

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What would you do if you had the chance to be a hero?

If you could save people?

Would you take that chance?

What would you do if you had the chance to fall in love?

If you could be happy?

Would you take that chance?

What would you do if you had the chance to protect our home?

If you could hold it together?

Would you take that chance?

What would you do if you had the chance to be loved?

If you could be safe?

Would you take that chance?

Long ago, two heroes came about. Two amazing and powerful heroes. Together they protected their village and the people they cared about. The two heroes fell in love over time. Their bond was a magical and incredible one. A love that could only be described as godly.

Seven years after those first heroes died, another two in a far different place showed up. This pair went by the same names but in a different language. This two also fell in love. It was fate.

Over the centuries, the cycle happened many times. Sometimes the heroes became lovers, sometimes they were just close friends. Sometimes one died long before the other. Sometimes other heroes showed up as well. But there was always those two. With the same name no matter what language the names were in.

These heroes each had a magical jewel that transformed them into their masked identities. Each one of these jewels represented an animal. A Ladybug. A Cat. A Turtle. A Peacock. A Fox. A Butterfly. A Bumble Bee. And others. Many others. These were powerful and could be deadly. No one knows what would happen if a single person were to use all of them at once, no one knows what would happen if someone were to destroy one of them, no one knows much about them at all.

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love

ləv/

noun

an intense feeling of deep affection.

a person or thing that one loves.

verb

feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to (someone).

❤❤❤❤

A thirteen year old boy looked at himself in the mirror. He was a hero. He looked different. He looked a little like Catwoman. And for some reason that made him feel happy.

He was going to be a hero. He was going to protect the place He loved.

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A fourteen year old girl smiled at herself is the reflection of the pond. She was strong. She was a hero now. She was going to be brave.

She was going to stop bad guys like her father. She was going to be a hero.

❤❤❤❤

The two kids met one night on the rooftop of a middle school. With a handshake and a pinky swear the two become partners.

Funny thing was, this wasn’t the first time they had met.

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Four years later:

Drew Tanaka was known as Chat Noir, the cat themed hero. She had a partner named Ladybug.  Together they protected New York from akumas and a villain named Hawkmoth. Drew had a necklace shaped like a cat head that was called a miraculous, the necklace transformed her into Chat Noir. Plagg, a kwami, was the one who transformed her. He liked cheese and shiny things, the latter of which Drew had a lot of and the little shit like to steal her very expensive jewelry. He enjoyed teasing her about her crushes on both Ladybug and her kind of friend, well frenemy Reyna. Yeah, Plagg was a little shit, maybe that was why Drew got the cat miraclus. Drew herself was known as a huge bitch, and was a self-proclaimed one at that. Her and Plagg got along in a weird way but also a ‘I will throw you in a trash can if you steal my earrings one more time, you little asshole.’ way.

Drew watched as Ladybug used the Miraculous Ladybug on the akuma. Every time she used it Drew couldn’t help but to stare. It was an incredible power. And unlike her Cataclysm, it fixed and healed things. It brought people back from the dead, it healed wounds, and it saved people. It was amazing.

When Ladybug was finished, Drew went to where the akumized person had fallen. They had called themselves Dead-Love. The red and pink themed villain was now a pigtailed blonde girl wearing a familiar pink floral dress. Drew gasped as soon as she got close enough to fully see who it is. It was her little sister, Lacy. The sweet little girl was sitting on the ground, crying.

“Hey, kid.” Drew called out. Lacy looked at her. She didn’t recognize her since Drew was wearing her Chat Noir transformation, face mostly cover, eyes appearing to be fully green and blonde hair- which Drew hadn’t had since she dyed it blonde four years ago. The only thing that could even give Lacy a clue of who she was, was her mouth. It was the only thing about herself that Drew could recognize when she saw pictures of her and Ladybug. Drew always looked more feminine as Chat Noir. More like she had been born with a vagina.

Lacy looked up at her. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt anyone.” Lacy whimpered. She had tears running down her face. Drew hated to see her little sister cry, Lacy was the baby of the family after all.

“It’s okay. No one who has been akumized means to do anything wrong. It’s all Hawkmoth’s fault. Not yours… Lacy.” Drew said. Okay, maybe using Lacy’s name wasn’t a good idea but it might help Lacy calm down, hopefully it would make Drew seem less like a strange hero.

“You know my name?” Lacy said. She looked confused, well more confused.

“I know lots of people’s names, it just something a hero needs to do, learning as many names of the people in this city as possible. So do you mind telling me what happened?” Drew smiled at her.

“Uh, sorry. No offense but I don’t want to tell you.” Lacy frowned.

“No offense taken, have a good day kitten.” Drew said as she walked away from Lacy. She would have to retransform soon and she really didn’t want Lacy to find out she was Chat Noir. Goodness knows what would happen if anyone found out who she was, who her family was… the effects could be very bad. Hawkmoth could send an akuma after one of her siblings. Drew didn’t want anything bad to happen to any of them, even if one of them was annoying and Drew didn’t get along with her.