I May Not Ship LeeLuke But Them Being Platonic Would've Adorable :>

whats your favourite Jake and Michael hc??

that Michael is like the clingiest person ever when Jake is around

like one minute he's snapping and swearing at some random Ares kid and throwing punches and kicking kneecaps and shit

and then Jake walks in, picks him up and drags him away, where the lil guy just sits on his lap like a happy lil koala getting his cuddles

they're so freaking cute

“And where have you been?”

Will freezes, feet halfway in the door, eyes locked on his brothers in what only can be described as a deer in headlights look. The standoff lasts several seconds as Will debates whether to back out the way he came or get hit by the oncoming car. Like most deers when faced with a life or death situation, he remains put as his very brief time on this mortal plane flashes through his mind.

Illuminated under a singular lamp, like their about to perform an interrogation- dramatic fucks- is Micheal with quite possibly the most shit eating grin Will has ever seen; and Lee, who's expression alone tells him he's about the get the scolding of a life time.

“Helloooo, dear brothers!” Will cajoles, plastering on as bright a smile as humanly possible. “Don’t you two just look lovely this fine morning!”

“Where have you been?” Lee repeats, undeterred by Will's poor attempt at flattery.

“I was on a morning walk!” -not a complete lie- unfortunately, stupid Apollonian traits didn’t see it that way, his traitorous voice squeaking up several more octaves than necessary as he starts to cough. Thanks a lot dad.

Micheal only grins wider, “Nice try, we saw you leaving at eleven, Which means,” -He pauses to theatrically check his watch, despite the fact that he does not, and has never, owned a watch- “you’ve been gone a whole eight hours now!”

“You saw me leave? Wait- Have you two been sitting here all night waiting for me?”

“Not important-”

“What is important,” Lee cuts in, “Is what on Earth you could have been doing at such ungodly hours in the evening?”

“I wasn’t doing anything!” He insists with a whine high enough that all the dogs in New Jersey collectively howl.

“You we're out all night, William Andrew-” oof, Is the full name really necessary? “-No teenager who crawls out of a window, falling on his face as he does so, I might add-” Okay, rude. “-In the dead of night, is ever up to anything good”

He scolds him with a tone that could rival even his southern mama. Quite the impressive feat Will must admit (in his head of course, never out loud, Lee would like that too much). Truly he rues the day his older brother officially meets The Naomi Solace in person. Those forces are simply too powerful that if they joined it would throw off the balance of every ecosystem within a thirty mile radius. Two hawks sharing a territory while he is but a simple field mouse doomed forever under the gaze of the predators, with little places to run, always being caught. What crimes did he commit in a past life to deserve such a hellish tragedy?

Locked in another stalemate and desperate to escape the hole he's in, he takes the most logical option- not putting down the shovel of course- but scoffing at the pure audacity that they would be accusing him of the thing he very much did do.

“I am offended, at you implying that I of all people! Would be up to something heinous! I mean, ME!?!? I am a VERY good kid! I am very responsible! I am ALWAYS on time!!-”

“Can you even tell time?”

“I follow all the rules to a T!-”

“That's not even close to accurate”

“I am extremely respectful to my elders!-”

“Ha! That's funny.”

“I have never done anything against the law!-”

“Somehow I doubt that.”

The rest of the cabin starts to awaken to bear witness in what surely will be Will’s final days on this earth. None of them come to his aid of course, all finding the situation to be much to humorous. Even his patented puppy eyes fail at getting him any assistance in his battle with the all mighty tyrant that is Lee Fletcher.

He makes his way past his brothers and to his bed, doing his best to ignore them as they just swivel their chairs. Where the hell they even got those chairs he has no idea. He rips his flannel off, throwing it onto his bunk- he is nothing if not theatrical- and turns back around to continue arguing his case when the hushed snickers of his traitorous siblings increases to snorts and giggles. Micheal has all but fallen over in hysterics while Lee’s scowl has somehow deepened.

“What?”

“Rookie mistake, William,” Micheal says between guffaws, “Rookie mistake.”

He looks down to where his siblings are pointing and where should be, his neon camp shirt, is a black tee that reads ‘cabin thirteen’. “Shit.” he mumbles, cautiously looking up at his eldest brother who has a look so cross he could probably pass as a southern grandma who just got her finest china broken by roughhousing grandkids.

“I am going to have some words with that boy.” He announces, much to Will’s utter horror.

“Don’t you dare!”

“I will-”

“You are the actual worst!”

“That boy is a bad influence-”

“I hate you so much.”

“I think I will contact his sister too.”

“What the fu-.”

“Language, William.”

“Oh fuck you!” he exclaims before his brain can catch up to stop him from shooting himself in the foot and most likely condemning him to a lifetime of stable duty.

“Thats its, you are grounded, Young Man-” The tyrant declares, officially shackling him.

“What! You can’t do that!” He argues, pointlessly fighting against the chains.

“I absolutely can.”

“No-!”

“I want you back in the cabin by seven thirty each night for the foreseeable future.”

“SEVEN THIRTY!?!?” Will screams, “The campfire’s not even done by seven thirty!!!” He argues, flailing his arms as if that will help get his point across.

Lee nods, “Seven thirty.”

“I am not a child I don’t need a curfew!!”

“You are a child.”

“Are not! I’m fourteen!”

“A child.”

“UGHhhhhhhh!” He screeches, miming a crushing motion with his hands, hoping to explode Lee’s head via the force. It, unfortunately does not work.

He then decides to stand up and announce that it is breakfast time before casually leading the rest of the apollo campers out of the cabin as if he didn’t just ruin a poor innocent teens life.

“Well that was amusing,” Says his annoying younger sister, hanging back from the group, reveling way to much in his suffering.

“Shut up Kayla.”

She just grins, looking far to similar to Micheal for his liking. “I just can’t wait till he finds out about your tattoo.”

“Oh gods.”

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So this is part of an au/verse I'm working on where basically everyone lives and they all get to be normal teens with semi normal teen problems. (It will probably end up being mostly cabin seven based cause they're my fav) It's not gonna be written in a specific order or anything probably just a bunch of one shots of things I think of. Let me know what you think and if you have any suggestions of prompts/story lines for this verse lmk.

Also Lee is supportive of Will and Nico's relationship he's just being an annoying older brother cause he can.

Quotes from my friends as pjo characters bc y not

they gradually get better (kinda)

Connor: we successfully robbed a diamond.

Travis: im so impressed

Malcolm: I'm not bailing you out

Luke, sneaking through Olympus to steal the lightning bolt: YOU SEE NOTHING FATHER, YOU. SEE. NOTHINGGGGGAH.

Leo: i dont need help, i need support

Piper: and I've got the scaffolding!

Jason: NO

Michael: Will's back is the straightest thing about him

Lee: Michael, you can't criticise, you hypocrite

Michael: have you seen him do a bridge?

Drew, talking about Lou Ellen: sometimes at night I sit there and scroll through her reposts

Mitchell: I'm aware. I heard you cackling from next door

Percy, sticking a carbonara pot on his foot: I should wear that as a shoe...

Annabeth: YOU OWN SNEAKERS??

Katie, after eating pineapple: Well, that was dehumanising.

Castor: You look like an otter.

Pollux - attempts a hair flip: I know, it's my charm

Austin, holding a pair of pyjama shorts: I cannot wear this, because Kayla will pants me, because she is hungry with vengeance.

Will: Sorry, what- I changed my mind, I don't want to know.

Nyssa: tell him hes the raisin you're looking for to put in your potato salad

Jake: I asked for relationship advice, the fuck?

Chris: I was genuinely worried that he'd come over, hold us at gunpoint and tell us to empty our pockets and all we'd be able to give him is fucking jelly babies

Clarisse: I left you for two minutes.

Malcolm: go outside and get some air!

Annabeth, on a work spree: what air? We have air in here!

Hazel: you do realise you're hopeless, right?

Nico, in a pining mood: he even twerks casually.

Hazel: I'M SORRY-

Lacy: You can't buy stuff from a charity shop, it's only for the charitable.

Drew: I'm charitable! - walks in

Lacy, when she walks back out: your card got declined

Drew: fuck off

Castor: you have such a low sense of self esteem

Lee, frantically scribbling on an infirmary form: what's self esteem?

Anyone can help!

(Real pen the last picture)

It is important for EVERYONE to know how to help ANYONE. Not everyone can give them selves their medicine under every circumstance. Be educated, help out.

In the last year, i have gotten about five new violent allergies from foods i used to be able to eat. Next time i eat a fruit, my throat could close. I may not be able to inject myself. My boyfriend and i played with my trainer pen for like 30 minutes. He knows how to inject it. I know how. This is important.

Aphrodite cabin playing dress to impress because i think they'd love it aka the real reason chb isn't allowed to have technology

Luke: Small creatures are just more vicious. Their anger has less space to be bottled up in. Silena: That's ridiculous! Give me one example of this. Luke: Terriers. Beckendorf: Wasps. Lee: Michael.

comet is this michael’s fucking hoodie did you hurt us this way

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Oh my gosh, I didn't realize that I wasn't following you on this account. I used to have a Frank Zhang rp blog with a separate account. Anyway all good now that I followed you from this acc.

ahh, I remember seeing your rp name in my inbox!

thanks for following! gonna follow you right back! :D

if you don't mind- could you draw Jake Mason and Micheal Yew just holding hands :))

i may or may not have jsut gotten this done in one go, i will be suffering at school tomorrow

but thats okay because ykw i love them

sobs in doesnt have a good design for jake mason, it doesnt FEEL like him in this

Michael Headcanons because why not :3

Demi

Chinese descent

Was born in Olympia,Washington.

Michael's mom was a creative writer teacher and a poet,along with doubleing as her school's archery couch. She passed suddenly during a wreck why driving them home after she finished couching that evening.

He ended up getting chased by a monster after he refused to get out when it was disguised as a worried passerby.

He was found by Hedge and taken to camp.

Scar along his side from the accident

Loves his hair being played with, it makes him think of his mom. But he definitely won't admit it.

Has a bow made for him to fit his stance more properly

Terrible liar

Has truth abilities,usually noticing visual clues that someone gives when they lie or holding something back.

Dude struggles not to give in to his little siblings. He's a bigger softy than he seems.

He will keep bringing random animals into the cabin if he's not stopped. No one knows where he gets them.

Loves climbing on anything. You'll usually see him perched on something that's definitely not a seat.

Good at tracking

Definitely punk

He definitely has a habit of love chomps. Especially as a little kid