Stealing Shells by the Seashore
CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Summary:
Sally's eyes flicked between Poseidon and then the sea below. He could feel the understanding click.
"Oh, absolutely not-"
"It isn't that high!"
"Poseidon, I am not jumping off of this cliff! I'm not doing it. I won't, you can't make me, it's very high, I am not going to-"
"If my brother sees you here, he's going to assume that you're carrying my child."
"Ridiculous. I have much higher standards."
"I also have higher standards, but he isn't going to listen to us," Poseidon reasoned. The wind blew a bit harder, and Poseidon felt the sea rise with his anxiety. "I would use my powers to hide you, but he'll sense I've used them. You'll be fine," he tried, and Sally gave something of a skeptical laugh.
"Not happening."
The lightning grew closer. For the love of-
"In that case… I'm sorry," he said. Sally tilted her head suspiciously.
"Why are you-" she began but was cut off by Poseidon shoving her off the cliff's edge. He could hear a scream. It started loud and high before getting smaller and smaller. Finally, a splash followed.
Or
Sally and Poseidon spent one summer together… and most of it was them being on the run for a godly crime they didn't commit.
More by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle (9)
Son of Sea Foam Anthology by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan
01 Feb 2024
Summary
Anthology containing:
Son of Sea Foam
“She’ll never claim me,” he whispered. Silena shook her head, eyes wild as she looked around for anyone who could be watching.
“My mother doesn’t remember half of her children as it is,” she said with a note of bitterness. “If you do something to impress her, it won’t matter. Return the bolt in her name. She’ll claim you if you act the part. If you stay unclaimed then they'll figure out what you really are," she said, squeezing his hands tightly. Percy's heart sped up.
"I - I don't know the first thing about Aphrodite-"
"My mother was born of sea foam," Silena cut him off. "And if you're really who I think you are... you are the sea. You can pull this off," she said and touched his cheek. "Get the bolt. Survive," she said. Percy swallowed.
"What if I can't act the part?" He asked. Silena's expression went blank for a moment. Slowly, she slipped off her bracelet and placed it in his hands.
"If you're going to be one of us... you better learn."
Or
AU where Percy has to hide the fact he's a Big Three kid otherwise he'll be killed on the spot. Unfortunately for him, unclaimed kids tend to raise the most suspicion... but he might have found a loophole in the form of Aphrodite.
Descendants of Olympus
It all felt like a bad joke: Four demigods walk into Camp Jupiter with an outcast wolf-boy and no memories. One of them gets claimed by two gods, one gets claimed by a virgin goddess, and the other two… well. Annabeth couldn't decide if them being claimed was better or worse for them all.
"What does it mean?" someone muttered, and she turned to find everyone staring at Percy with wide eyes. Percy looked equally shocked while staring blankly at the sword in his hand. Jason swallowed, taking a step back as his lips curled in disgust.
"It means he's a god," he said. Percy shook his head. Jason's eyes flicked to where the rest of them were standing. His eyes met Annabeth's, and she felt her stomach twist when his expression hardened. "They all are."
Or
The last thing you want to be is a child of the Big Three. Everyone knows they're cursed and dangerous. There are even rumors that Greeks kill them on the spot. Luckily, the Romans are much more civilized... mostly. After all, the only thing worse than being a child of the Big Three is being mistaken for a fallen god in a Roman camp when Jupiter is missing. You know, as just a completely random example.
Sons of Sea and Foam
At eighteen years old, Percy was starting to wonder if maybe (just maybe) his life was beginning to settle down into something of a normal life - or as normal as life for a demigod could be.
...and then things like this happened, and it was just a 'nope! Nevermind! Maybe we'll get 'em next time!' before chaos descended upon them all.
Or
Percy meets another version of himself. It's weird.
Shelves: Percy Jackson
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 474,308
- Status:
- In-Progress
Amen by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan
27 Jan 2024
Summary
Percy knows he rambles quite a bit in his prayers to Poseidon, but at least he is safe in the knowledge that Poseidon is too busy of a god to ever really listen… right?
Meanwhile, Poseidon is trying to be a responsible god, but Sally Jackson keeps praying to him about their son and Annabeth Chase won't shut up about... what was she even talking about? At least the di Angelo kid keeps giving him McDonalds.
Shelves: Percy Jackson
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 39,052
- Status:
- Completed
The FIA Universe Anthology by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan
07 Jan 2024
Summary
Anthology containing:
Fishing in Alaska
“This… this would qualify as a mental breakdown, right?” Triton asked, frowning over his shoulder to where Percy was still fuming in the corner. The lady at the counter curiously glanced over before lifting a questioning brow. “My brother – half-brother, technically, I have much better breeding – decided to run away from home to where our father can’t reach him and now he won’t leave. And now I can’t leave unless he leaves,” Triton continued. Percy opened his mouth to object that wasn’t what happened at all, but the tyrant only waved a hand to silence him. “He’s seen war or whatever, so if you could maybe just drug him then I’ll throw him into a suitcase and we can be out of here by the Summer Solstice!”
Silence. Finally, the woman cleared her throat and turned to Percy.
“I’m guessing he’s the one you want checked into the mental hospital?” She asked. Triton gasped as Percy punched the air in victory.
“Aha!”
Or
Getting in trouble works a little differently when your parent is an all-powerful god. Sometimes you have to escape to the land beyond gods and get your immortal brother turned human to drag you back so you can be exploded a million pieces. You know, normal teenage stuff.
FIA Oneshots
“You’re friends… with Triton?” Percy asked. Ridley nodded stoically as Triton himself looked as if he wanted to figure out how to drown. A feral grin touched Percy’s lips. Triton never let him near his friends… or even know their names. For a while, Percy was convinced he just didn’t have any. That certainly made more sense than him being friends with someone as nice as Ridley. “Why?” he asked, and Triton’s eyes narrowed.
“King Poseidon paid me to,” Ridley told him. Ah. Percy figured he was joking but gave an understanding nod anyway. Triton pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m guessing I’m needed at the banquet?” he asked him, and Triton gave a slight nod. “Very well, Lord Perseus,” he nodded. Oh. There was a banquet? That at least explained why nobody was back from their duties yet… Did this mean he had to be bored another three hours? Not that he would have enjoyed the banquet. Rhode had forced him to attend exactly one formal event, and he accidentally blew something up.
Or
I finally got around to starting those oneshots. Enjoy the various levels of chaos coming your way.
Shelves: Percy Jackson
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 133,571
- Status:
- In-Progress
Estelle is Trying Her Best but Those Olympians Make it Like...Really Hard Anthology by CaffeinatedFlumadiddle
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan, The Trials of Apollo - Rick Riordan
12 Jul 2021
Summary
Anthology containing:
Hello Ocean, My Old Friend
Poseidon keeps getting offerings from Percy’s baby sister. He doesn’t quite know how to feel about this small child vying for his attention…At the very least he would keep Zeus from blowing up whenever her prayers interrupted council meetings.
Or
Rick Riordan gave us Estelle Blofis and I am thrilled. She's going to get Poseidon to attend family events even if every god on Olympus kills her.
Stayin' Alive, Ah, Ha...Oh
"Perseus," Poseidon said and paused "How do you feel?"
"Dead." Percy nodded. That seemed accurate. Poseidon rose his eyebrows. "Because I am dead." He added...In case that hadn't been clear. He looked down at his body - which felt very strange because he shouldn't have a body. "You have put me in a flesh prison." He observed. Poseidon opened his mouth as if to respond and then instead looked over at Hades.
"Look, brother," He said with a raise of his hands "I did my best."
There was a beat of silence in which Poseidon stood back up and ran a hand over his face.
"Well," He grimaced as he looked down at his son "I suppose it is time to answer his sister's prayers."
Or
Percy was murdered in the lamest of ways but luckily has the coolest sister ever to help him with the whole 'living' thing again (aka I still love Estelle Blofis).
Here Comes the Groom('s Father)
"Sir?" Charon called, shoving a soul away when they tried to jump in the boat "What's the verdict?"
Hades tossed him the drachma and sighed.
"Technically...No rules were broken. It appears Mr. Snuffle Puff's spirit will meet the judges of the Underworld." He said and looked down at the cat. "Good luck."
"Mister who now?" Charon asked, eyes sparkling for a moment as Hades glowered at him. Mr. Snuffle Puff jumped on the boat, knocking Charon's sack of coins into the river as he did so. "Son of - you'll be judged of that!" Charon scowled, trying to grab at the coins. Hades sighed walked away. He really hated Estelle Blofis.
Or
Estelle Blofis is determined to get Hades to his son's wedding. Little does she know she has been annoying him for years now. Percy loves and supports his little sister as she annoys Olympus.
In the Name of Love
“You take it back!” Estelle said, voice high and panicked. Aphrodite grinned as the room turned to her. “You take it back right now, or I’m gonna send Nico after you!”
“The girl is harassing you too?” Poseidon asked skeptically. Aphrodite hummed. In truth, they were more harassing each other than it being an unrequited relationship. Still, the Blofis girl had been... well, she was Jackson’s sister. Enough said.
“Estelle?” A voice called from somewhere in the girl’s realm. “What are you doing?”
“APHRODITE MADE ME FALL IN LOVE, AND SHE NEEDS TO CUT THAT SHIT OUT RIGHT NOW!”
Ah, young love.
Or
Estelle may have made a name for herself annoying Percy’s godly side of the family, but it turns out Aphrodite can annoy her right back.
The Less You Know
“Cluck!” Estelle said brightly. Athena sighed. “Read?” Estelle tried again, shoving the book back at her. Athena stared. While it was most certainly beneath her to entertain this child in any capacity… well. This Estelle was related to Perseus Jackson. Gods only knew that her intelligence would not be nourished in that household. While she had heard plenty of nice things about the mother, Athena was of the belief that no intelligent woman would ever willingly spend time with Poseidon.
“Very well,” Athena said slowly and took the book back. “But you must learn to read yourself. I understand that your brain is not developed, but that should not stunt your perseverance to gain independence and pursue intelligence on your own.” She warned. “You aren’t dogs-”
“Woof!”
“I do not have high hopes for you.”
Or
Annabeth is the sole reason Athena hasn't blown up Percy's little sister. Well, that and she accidentally becomes indebted to a snotty teenager.
Thieves in a Temple
“Fine,” Percy said and took a long breath. “You can hold her for a second, but no funny business. I’ll hunt you down,” he added under his breath and then paused. “Wait. Estelle, can I give you to Hermes for a second?” He asked. The baby reached up and grabbed his ear.
“Knees?”
“Hermes.”
“Knees!” Estelle said excitedly. That must have been a yes because Percy sighed and handed her over. Hermes squealed.
“She’s so small!” He declared. “And potato-like!”
“Dude. Don’t call my sister a potato.”
Or
Hermes is suspicious that Estelle Blofis is Luke Castellan reborn and Percy is not tolerating this god checking in on his sister so much.
Fly Me to the Moon
“Well,” Hephaestus said thoughtfully. “What weapon do you think you would be adept with?” He asked. Estelle tapped a finger to her lip.
“I play a lot of Call of Duty with Percy,” she offered and Hephaestus frowned. “So maybe a gun? I-”
“Do not give her a gun,” Artemis interjected quickly. Estelle gave her a betrayed look. “Do… do not… give her a gun…”
“Will Solace has a gun!” Estelle offered, clapping her hands together. Hephaestus glanced at Artemis who grimaced in return. “So, even though it’s not really a Greek weap-”
“I will not give her a gun,” Hephaestus decided.
Or
Artemis gets a new huntress. It's a... work in progress.
Let's Start a Riot
“You…threw a brick at him?” Ares asked, a little mystified. Were there just random bricks laying around this playground? “Did it hit him?” He asked. Estelle looked up with teary eyes and nodded.
“In the face,” she said with a wobbling lip. “It looked like it hurt a lot. Now I’m the mean one and in trouble.”
A pause.
“Good job,” Ares said and her mouth popped open. “Hey, look at it this way. That punk won’t be mean to you again and you’ve established yourself as a tough guy… maybe stop crying if you want to keep that up,” he said and Estelle blinked.
“My brother says it’s okay to cry.”
“Your brother is a sissy and if you’re crying then you’re a sissy too,” Ares dismissed. Estelle quickly wiped the tears away.
“I am not a sissy!” She grumbled and Ares shrugged.
“I don’t know. You kind of look like one.”
Or
Ares can't decides if he loves or hates Estelle Blofis... but he's leaning towards hate. Definitely hate. Gods, she is annoying.
Cherry Wine
"Bye."
"Bye? Where do you think you're going?" Dionysus asked Estelle and watched as she took a few steps forward, almost falling every time. He sighed and followed. She took a few more steps before glancing back at him.
"Bye!"
"No, I'm being forced to stay with you."
"Buh-bye!"
"I hate you so much already," Dionysus muttered and continued to follow her. She appeared to be on a mission despite having no idea where she was heading. A few times she tried to navigate towards the camp, but was stopped by the boundaries. Dionysus watched as she pressed against it - brows pulled together in confusion before tapping on the invisible barrier.
"Hello?" She said and looked at Dionysus before pointing at the wall. "Piano."
"Pia-? What?"
Or
Dionysus thought he was being sneaky by having Sally Jackson indebted to him, but now that he's met her daughter... bad decisions might have been made.
Shelves: Percy Jackson
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 96,919
- Status:
- In-Progress
Summary
In which Draco Malfoy is sorted into Gryffindor and everything kind of goes to Hell from there… but hey. At least there’s a chance he won’t grow up to be an awful person. Alternatively titled ‘Draco Malfoy and the Worst Goddamn Seven Years of His Life’
Shelves: Harry Potter
- Site:
- archiveofourown.org
- Words:
- 295,449
- Status:
- Completed