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Concealed in the Coriolis by whispersinthedawn
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types
20 May 2024
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“I just want to have a baby with you,” Coronis screamed at the sky. “Is that so much to ask for?”
Apollon winced audibly behind her. Bedding a beautiful woman was never a hardship. It was just ...
“We need to have Asclepius,” Coronis said, eyes bright with the fervour of a zealot. “A temple to him in every town, where anyone who needs healing can receive it. A system of medicine that will last for millennia. The skill to heal even death!”
And then she pointed a hand up at the blazing Sun overhead. “And a caesarean! You need to cut Asclepius out in the first such surgery.”
“After I’m dead,” she amended after a moment before brightening. “Though I’ll live again in the wonderful world he’ll build, so that’s fine.”
Yes, Apollon would have bedded Princess Coronis in a heartbeat. If only she hadn’t opened her mouth!
Or, Percy Jackson never expected to end up in the body of a princess from ancient Greece. Especially not this princess. But as a child born in a hospital from a caesarean, he knows his duty. Lie on his back and think of his mom. No, not that way.
If only Apollo would get with the plan!
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- Part 2 of Memories, myths, and mirages
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Μοῖραι κρατοῦσι πάντων – The Moiras rule all by Kokoiko
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, Ancient Greek Religion & Lore
17 Sep 2024
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For Phoebus Apollon, it began like this: to the ethereal sound of the Muses, which, together with the bubbling sounds of laughter and the tapping of dancing feet against the white stone of the Banquet Hall, formed a splendidly harmonious symphony. Phoebus Apollon, with his eyes closed and his posture relaxed on his throne, enjoyed the ordered revelry with the certainty that it would soon be over.
And it did.
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In which the Moirai are involved and the gods suffer. Apollo especially suffers from love.Series
- Part 1 of Let the die be cast
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"And what if he asks me about you?" Chigiri yelled one last time, right before Nagi could walk away.
Reo asking about him? Reo? The same Reo that had no issue leaving him behind?
Reo, Reo, Reo.
“…You tell him the truth, that I’m doing fine. That with or without him, life goes on. And that I never won gold, but I doubt he doesn’t know that.”
Or: In the past, they couldn't call it love. Now, the only words that fit are rivalry and resentment. Has time healed all wounds, or were Nagi and Reo destined to bleed again?
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17 Sep 2024
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James doesn't remember much more than his first name when he wakes up in the maze. In fact, it's the only thing he remembers—and meeting Regulus for the first time almost makes him forget it again, but that's neither here nor there.
Regulus has been in the maze for much longer than James, knows its dangers and enigmas well enough by now—but when he stares down at their most recent newcomer, he can't possibly predict that everything is about to change.
Neither of them knows yet why they are trapped in this deadly puzzle, or what lies beyond it; and neither can fathom how far they will have to go to get out of it alive, nor how it will cost them so much more than what they are willing to pay.
Pawns trapped in a deadly game of riddles whose only solution seems to be death, love so brutally challenged it can only turn into grief, and a world falling apart in tune with its people, who can only watch as the fresh blood on their hands dries into sorrow.
Welcome to the Maze.
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Sweat, Tears, the Sea by SaveTheMoon
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan
01 Dec 2025
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“Oh my gods, Percy. It’s you.” Grover’s hands started patting him down and Percy squirmed in pain and annoyance. “What happened? Percy, what happened?”
“Hold the questions, Grover,” another voice said, as smaller hands gripped his shirt and started dragging him past the invisible line drawn by the pine tree. Right, Percy thought, the weird cult kids. “We have to get him into camp.”
Another set of hands joined him and with the extra support he made it into the valley, spotting lights on in a farmhouse in the distance. A small part of Percy registered that he wasn’t getting rained on anymore even though he could still hear the storm raging in the distance. Instead, his gaze locked with a pair of cool grey eyes framed by pieces of blonde curls. “How did you get here? Who is your godly parent?”
He could hear his mother’s voice echoing in his ears, months and months ago: no one can know, Percy. Even the gods.
“I don’t know.”
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AU where there is no Lightning Thief and 13 year old Percy Jackson stumbles across Camp Half Blood determined to hide his status as a Big Three kid.
(Part 1 now complete)