The Aftermath Of Atticus Vs Lester…

imagine if a demigod met Nemesis and they see themself

Hmmm…

HMMMMMM…

HOLY SHIT I FORGOT IT’S PRIDE MONTH

Happy pride 🫶🏻

A full post for Atticus (subject to change)

Side notes:

-This is TV show Luke that I’m going with because I found how similar Atticus looked to TV! Luke so I just rolled with it

-Yes, Atticus crosses over into the Crave Series by Tracy Wolff. I love the series and with how the PJO series works, the Crave series is 100% able to co-exist with it

-This is male OC x Frank Zhang

-Atticus curses. Quite a bit.

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‘Flowery’ description:

With tan skin and curly dark brown hair that frames his face, Atticus stands at five feet tall. His striking black eyes tell tales of hardship, with the left one blinded by a pale scar across it. Adorned in tattoos that symbolize various memories and marked by scars from past battles, he holds an air of mystery. The son of Nox and forged from his essence alongside 17 souls from the River Archeon, Atticus possesses an extraordinary intellect, mastering ten languages. Stoic in demeanor yet fiercely protective due to his Fatal Flaw, he navigates through life with resilience shaped by his complex upbringing.

Physical description:

Complexion: Tanned, covered in scars

Hair color/texture: Dark brown & curly

Eyes: Right eye is black, left eye is a light grey

Height: Five feet to five foot eight depending on timeline

Notable marks/scars: Scar over left eye from his hairline to his jawline, giant teeth marks on right shoulder, multiple scars on neck, & beauty mark over the middle of upper lip

Build: Stocky & muscular. Will literally fold you like a lawn chair

Other marks: Tattoos all over arms & torso (gained during and between HoO and ToA)

Extra details: Super masculine face & appearance, eerily similar to (TV show) Luke Castellan

Biology:

Godly parent: Nox

Mortal parent: None

Mortal family: None

Physiology: Seventeen souls from the river Archeon & Nox’s body matter

Species: Demigod/golem

Fatal flaw: Protectiveness

Powers: Seeing Fatal flaws, enhanced durability, reaction time, agility, & strength

Attire & weapons: 

Weapons: Dual swords & daggers

Fighting style: Fast and brutal, kill ASAP & avoid hand to hand combat if possible. Ambush if able to

Clothing style: Practical & dark. Mostly greens and blacks, occasionally includes blues and reds. Often wears varying colors of cargo pants, tank tops/compression shirts/T-shirts, combat boots, & padded fingerless gloves. Sometimes wears dark green cloak

Personality & behavior:

Personality: Stoic, practical, highly intelligent, occasionally smug or teasing, protective of friends and family, mildly sociopathic in the beginning

Skills: Sword fighting, hand-to-hand combat, battle planning, accelerated learning capabilities, medical knowledge

Habits: Training late at night, sharpening/polishing weapons when annoyed or thinking, sits like a Roman behind a shield at all times, cuts the ‘g’ off of words ending in ‘ing’ (ex: darlin, lightin, huggin, etc.), calling people by their last names/nicknames

Languages known: English, Latin, Greek, Japanese, Russian, German, Italian, French, Mandarin, Spanish (not in order of when they were learned)

Favorite phrases:

“Fuck.”

“Gods damn it.”

“(…)’s head is so far up his/her ass, he/she could but it back on his/her shoulders from the inside.”

“Fuck off.”

“It wasn’t me…this time.”

Relations:

Kronos army foster family: Luke Castellan (father), Aoi Sears (mother), Ethan Nakumara (brother)

Biological family: Nox (creator/mother), all children/creations of Nox

Kronos army friends: Alabaster Torrington (best friend & magic mentor), Silena Beauregard (acquaintance, called her ‘Auntie Sil-Sil’)

CJ foster family: Jason Grace (brother)

CJ/CHB friends: Frank Zhang (best friend), Hazel Levseque, Annabeth Chase, Piper McLean, Leo Valdez (one sided, he annoys tf out of Atticus)

Miscellaneous friends: Lityerses, Meg McCaffrey, Apollo, Hudson Vega, Jaxon Vega

Not enemies, but not friends either: Percy Jackson

Rivals: Octavian

Enemies: Kronos, Gaea, Zeus/Jupiter, Nero, Caligula, Commodus, Hermes

Names/titles:

Atticus Castellan -Himself/Luke

Atticus Sears -Himself

Atticus Grace -Himself/Jason

Castellan’s spawn -Olympians

The Final Terror -Nox

The God Killer -Monsters

The Beast of San Francisco -Paranormals

Dead Eye -Izadora Vega

Atti, Atts -Friends & family

Cotton-ball -Ethan

Lil bro -Jason

Tiny shithead -Alabaster

Mini-me, bub, little guy, son, buddy -Luke

Sweet boy, my boy, hun, sweetie, sweetpea, darling, dearie, dear, my baby -Aoi

Dude, bud, man -Frank

Quotes:

“It’s pathetic that even in death my brother is still protecting you.”

“I didn’t even cry when my brother Mors came to tell me that my father was dead. I’d felt it the day it happened, in the back of my mind. Mors just confirmed my suspicions.”

“I will not bow in surrender, for I am the fool who tempts fate.”

“If Jackson can talk back to the gods, so can I.”

“Zhang…you have the self esteem of a Squonk.”

“So…Cyrus pulled a fire nation move, eh?”

“To Nox and Kronos, I was a something. Not a someone.”

Extra details:

Likes turkey

Favorite color is dark green, that was the color of the cloak that Luke gave him

Learned a bit of magic from Alabaster

Alabaster was his first best friend

Can carry Frank like a damsel in distress or on/over his shoulder, Frank yelps every time

Just…always has duct tape????

Carries a pocket knife, has the license he needs for it (this shocked Percy and Leo)

Has ADHD

Lowkey a high functioning sociopath

Doesn’t take kindly to playful/joking smacks/punches

Literally has the most lethal, gnarly, terrifying, demeaning, and hateful side-eye on the planet

Buys a motorcycle when he’s twenty five

Ends up doing wet work for the government

Has a New Yorker accent

So handsome that it ruins your life, just a little bit

He picked his first name from a baby names book when Luke decided to take him in as his own; it was the first taste of individuality Atticus got

Atticus has a three-headed black Pegasus with RAINBOW EYES that he named Moonshine when he was eleven. Where did she come from? Who knows, Atticus surely doesn’t and he doesn’t think he wants to know where this bad MLP rip-off of a winged horse came from, he’s just happy to have a Pegasus. Also, yes, he is fully aware of what ‘moonshine’ is when he gets older, but he keeps the name because A) she’s already gotten used to it, and B) it’s absolutely fucking hilarious

I have to walk outside for at least one hour a day or the big sad starts to creep in

ABSOLUTELY PEAK TAKE ON FRANK ZHANG

The day that people accept that Frank Zhang is more than just an insecure but strong softie is the day I rest because WHY does nobody remember little vro being canonically pessimistic as fuck. Even if he didn't say half the things he thought (which he most certainly did), the guy was absolutely the mayor of frown town at times.

What do you mean you never realized he was bitter and resentful outside of Leo? You missed the part where he started acting out after his mother died? HE SHATTERED HIS GRANDMA'S FINE CHINA DAWG. Brochacho constantly got frustrated by how perfect Percy was. He was pissed when Hazel held hands with Leo. HE CHOKESLAMED CALIGULA?? THAT TRIP GUY? He definitely CONSIDERED beating the shit out of Nico when be couldn't heal her. WIPED OUT A FLEET OF THOSE POISON SPEWING COWS?? he set himself on FIRE. That man can turn himself into a dragon, a swarm of bees, and fuck knows what else. A praetor with Mar's ability to control the dead.

OBVIOUSLY Frank is a gentle guy, but it's BECAUSE he's GROWN to be emotionally mature enough to deal with most of those emotions. That dude had Ares AND Mars telling him to beat the shit out of fuck ass da grease ball. HE SHOVED A SOCK IN A GODDESSES MOUTH, HIS OWN DAMN SOCK.

I need more angsty Frank that isn't just him hating his body or Leo. Those were just the tip of the iceberg for a whole mother load of issues.

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Atticus vs Lester

(This takes place during TOA: The Tyrant’s Tomb, shortly before Caligula’s second attack on CJ)

Atticus frowned as he heard two sets of footsteps approaching him from behind. Moonshine whinnied impatiently, turning to see the visitors. Atticus’s frown deepened as he saw who was there; a boy with an acne ridden face, unkept brown hair, and blue eyes. With him was a young girl with black hair in a page-boy haircut, cat-eye glasses, and a green dress with yellow tights and red high tops.

Atticus wasn’t bothered by the young girl; the boy was the one that ticked him off. Atticus narrowed his eyes, “Apollo.”

Apollo gave a small wave, as if he was nervous, “Hey, Atticus. I… We need your help.”

The young girl, Meg McCaffrey, eyed Atticus wearily. He could almost admire her caution.

Atticus looked back to Apollo, raising an eyebrow, “Help you?“

Apollo nods, “Yes. C—“

Atticus interrupts, speaking sharply, “Why would I help the likes of you, a god?”

Apollo pauses, his expression bewildered, “What?”

Atticus scowled slightly, “You heard me. Why would I help a god, hm?”

Apollo blinks in surprise, “Because we need your help, Atticus..”

Atticus’s grip on Moonshine’s reins tightens. “Gods always need a demigods help, don’t they? They never so anything for themselves.”

Apollo frowns, “Well, yes, but—“

Atticus cuts Apollo off once more, “The only reason you’re here is because you’re a mortal. If Zeus hadn’t dropped you into New York as a human, you wouldn’t be here.”

Apollo opens his mouth to speak, but quickly closes it again.

Atticus sneers, “And you know I’m right about that, don’t you? If you were never made mortal, you and the other gods would’ve simply tossed some demigods at the problem, and you wouldn’t have cared if they died, would you?”

Apollo’s lips pressed into a thin line, then he spoke up, “I’ve changed.”

Atticus let out an amused huff of air, “For now. You’ll forget it all once you’re a god again, won’t you?”

Apollo shook his head vigorously, “No, I won’t! Gods can change!”

Atticus frowned, “Why would they, though? Gods have lived one way that’s worked for so long, why would they change now?”

Apollo frowned as well. Atticus continued, “They’re scared of change at this point.”

Apollo hesitated. He had no argument. The gods truly were scared of change after so many centuries of living the same way.

Apollo shook his head, “W-well.. I’ll change! Please, we need your help. I promise to be better.”

Atticus scoffs, “For the time being. Tell me, Apollo—” Atticus said the name with a certain hatred only he could conjure up, “—how many deaths have happened? How many good demigods have fallen because the gods wouldn’t get up off of their asses and fix the problems they created? Need I remind you of the people I’ve lost because of you and the other gods?!”

Atticus was getting a little heated now. Apollo sighed, “Atticus, please—“

Atticus snarled, “Luke, Ethan, my chosen mother Aoi, all the unnamed losses of the war on Kronos— My own brother, Jason Grace, is dead because the gods wouldn’t fix their own damn problems!”

Apollo frowned, trying to speak in a gentle and soothing tone to calm Atticus, “Atticus, Jason made his choice. We couldn’t have saved him, it was prophesied.”

Atticus saw red, the shadows starting to churn with his anger. He dismounted Moonshine, he started to come down the hill he had landed on to rest, down towards Apollo. “You didn’t even try! You just watched as he was killed!“

Apollo yelped, frozen in shock. A sob built up in Atticus’s throat. Meg attempted to hurry forward to stop Atticus as he tackled Apollo.

Atticus drove his fist into Apollo’s face multiple times, drawing blood and possibly breaking his nose and busting his lip. After a few punches, he drew his blade of choice: a Stygian iron atheme. He lifted his arm, his sight zeroing in on Apollo’s throat as he hesitated for a split second, then he slammed the blade down into the dirt, leaving a thin red line across the side of Apollo’s throat, a single drop of blood falling to the ground. Meg froze in shock, a million thoughts running through her head; she wondered if Apollo was dead, then mentally scolded herself that he was stabbed in the throat, so of course he was dead! She was too far away to help, so what was she meant to do? Why was Atticus still sitting there, staring at Apollo’s broken, bloodied face?

Atticus backed off, pulling his blade from the dirt and backing away from Apollo, who struggled to sit up. Meg gave a faint breath of relief when Apollo did manage to sit up, meaning he wasn’t dead.

The demigods body shook with emotion. He took a breath, “You’re lucky, Apollo. My brother sacrificed himself to save you. And it’s the only thing saving you from my blade.”

Atticus turned away and trudged back up the hill, towards Moonshine.

“It’s pathetic that even in death my brother is still protecting you.” He growls, putting away his atheme.

Moonshine neighed and huffed, kicking at the dirt lightly as Atticus climbed onto her back. Atticus looked at Apollo, his expression slightly saddened. Apollo looked back at him. Atticus spoke firmly, giving a command, “Do me a favor.”

Apollo nodded slowly. Atticus sighed, adjusting himself on the saddle, “Make sure that Frank and Reyna make it out alive. I can’t lose them, too. I don’t want to know what I’d do if something happened to them….”

Apollo nodded, “Of course.”

Atticus nodded as well, looking out at the Bay area, knowing it would be filled with Caligula’s yachts soon. “Good.”

With that, Moonshine took off, carrying Atticus with her.

i genuinely don’t understand Nico x Alabaster, someone please explain to me how it makes sense at all

like, isn’t Alabaster around Percy’s age?? A little older, even? And Nico is fourteen when Percy is eighteen?? I understand the FRIENDSHIP being possible, but…dating?? Makes no sense to me, someone dumb it down for my neanderthal brain plz