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*ੈ✎ you know i'm such a fool, for you

—linger; the cranberries

content: leo valdez x daughter of aphrodite! reader

╰┈▸ back cover: part I | part II | part III

╰┈▸ warnings: cursing.. are we surprised tho, also drew is not a stuck up bitch because rick totally mischaracterized her IDC IF HES THE AUTHOR she just gives mean older sister who secretly thinks ur alright okay???

librarian's annotations: long awaited part 3 guys + tagging the moots that i think were waiting ! @hopelesslyromanticshark @s1utlvr @crownofgildedlilies @pinkdiorluvr

"so... how are we gonna break it to him?"

jason looked up from his book, his glasses sliding back up his nose. "break what to who?"

"you know.. break it to leo that y/n might not like him?" percy gestured, before throwing his turtle plushie up like a ball.

frank blinked owlishly at him. "what gave you that idea?"

the other boy caught the plushie and paused. "what do you mean?"

"isn't it super obvious that they both like each other and are mutually pining over each other?" jason closed his book. "like, i didn't see it at first, but it was so obvious after leo finally followed her."

"she does? wait, so i wasn't actually lying to leo when i was hyping him up?" percy sat up, his face brightened at knowing that he was guilt-free.

"well, i wouldn't say you weren't lying-" frank started before the door slammed open.

"are you guys having a gossip session? without me?" leo appeared in the doorway of poseidon's cabin, an utterly aghast expression on his face. "um, what the actual flip?"

"there is no way you just said that."

"i was using it ironically!"

alldaladiesluvleo shared a note "having a gossip session without me is a new low i hate ALL OF YOU FOR REALS THIS TIME" ╰┈▸ loveloveyn replied to your note "STOP WHY DID MY FRIENDS LITERALLY DO THE SAME THING"

leo went back to his bunker after frank had shoved him back out the door. he was taking a much needed phone break after working on another contraption he had yet to finish. "holy shit!" leo almost dropped the phone on his face after getting the notification. oh my gods, she just texted me! play it cool! but playing it cool was not wired into his brain.

‎‏alldaladiesluvleo ‏‏does that mean were matching rn ‎‏‏‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎‎loveloveyn‏‎ omg i think so

you sent the message before you could think about it. wait, wait wait. does that count as flirting? that's gotta count as flirting, right? a giddy smile spread across your face as you rolled over in bed. the "group meeting" annabeth had shooed you away from was quickly forgotten, replaced by your current conversation with leo.

loveloveyn ‏‏so like if ur friends left u and MY friends left me.. alldaladiesluvleo ..we should totally ditch them and hang out tgt‎‏‏‎?? loveloveyn ‏‏YESS

we're actually gonna hang out! leo sat up in shock. was it that easy!? he started to regret the months of longing glances and waiting around for nothing. was i was too forward? i wasn't, right? she used all caps and an extra letter at the end so that must mean she wants to hang out too, right? yeah! without his designated hypeman, he had to go and hype himself up.

alldaldiesluvleo going to ur cabin rn

"what the fuck!?" you rolled out of bed in a panic and tripped on the mess of clothes you had yet to put into your wardrobe. you muttered another curse and hauled yourself up to look in the mirror. the sight before you was not one to behold; your bedhead was crazy, your camp half-blood shirt was wrinkled, and your makeup was smudged from your unplanned nap.

you took a brush and combed it through your hair, trying to get the knots out as quick as humanely possible. drew watched your fix-up frenzy from her perch, legs swinging over her bunk. "someone's got a date!" she smirked. "you look disgusting. need some help?"

"don't think there's any time," you grumbled, trying clean up your smudged mascara and smooth out your shirt. "now do i look like i didn't just get out of bed?" you spun around in a slow circle under her watchful eye.

she shrugged at your stunning presentation. "you look as good as you can get? now go and have fun with your ugly boyfriend." drew hopped off her bunk and pushed you to the door.

"he's not ugly! and he's not my boyfriend!"

"yet!"

drewtanakax shared a note "hate couples praying on their downfall rn (JUST DATE ALREADY)"

"hey," leo waved as he reached the cabin. you were just about to flip drew off when you caught sight of him.

"hey!" you waved back, already feeling the nervousness creep up on you. shit, i didn't think this through! what if he thinks i'm weird for acting like we were already friends?

"so." leo's voice broke you out of your thoughts. "shitty friends we have, huh?"

"totally," you nodded. "like, that was just so unbelievably rude. after all we've done, too." you put a hand over your heart dramatically.

"exactly! i thought they were like, my best friends. where am i ever gonna find a replacement?" he gave you a pointed look, his eyebrows raised as if he was waiting for you to say something.

you took the hint and grinned. "hey! i could be your new bestie!"

"really!? you're a lifesaver!" in a spur of the moment, leo took your hands in his and jumped up and down.

you laughed and jumped along with him, caught up in his enthusiasm.

"that means.." leo stopped bouncing, a mock serious expression on his face. "we have to show them what they're missing by having the most fun day ever!"

"yeah!"

drewtanakax shared a story caught these bitches frolicking in the fields can they go die

you replied to their story stop being such a hater this is why u dont have a gf

alldaladiesluvleo tagged you in a post hanging out w my newer, cooler, AWESOMER bestie WITHOUT U GUYS

herseaweedbrain WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS LEO jasongrace is this what a hard launch is? frankzhangnotocean does this mean ur gonna shut up now

loveloveyn tagged you in a post notice the good time im having with my super cool and better bestie INSTEAD OF YOU FAKES

thepiedpiper WHERE THE FUCK DID THIS COME FROM hiswisegirl is this where youve been all day?? ditching us for a MAN tell me everything rn hazyhazel omg! are you guys dating now?

librarian's annotations: sooo i wanted to make this the last one but i feel like it would be moving too fast if i made them FR get tgt in this one so (next one will probably be short cause im running out of ideas HELP ME)

#STOP I SAY WHAT THE FLIP #I DID NOT EXPECT TO BE CALLED OUT WHAT THE FLIP #this was literally so cutsie tho guys go read the last two parts😋 #percy nd annabeth's matching users actual heart eyes #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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Hi, I just read your two Jason fics and I love them. Could you write a daughter of Poseidon x Jason and maybe Percy being a overprotective brother. Thanks. Love you

⛧° jason grace x daughter of poseidon! reader hcs °⛧

⛧° 。 ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆༺♱༻⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ ⋆ 。°⛧

content: jason grace x daughter of poseidon! reader, platonic!percy jackson x reader

warnings:

a/n: guys, i reached 100 likes with just two posts omg you're amazing!!! so, i kinda got a few other requests waiting, but they’re TOO good to make just headcannons or to be poorly written, so they’ll take a little while longer to be posted. nothing much, tho (i hope). enjoy!

Protective is an understatement.

Percy is literally the most protective brother ever, even if you're just one year younger than him.

He feels as if he's job to protect you from everything and everyone that could possibly think about hurting you.

So when you started hanging out more with him and his friends, he couldn't have made it more clear to all of them that you were completely and totally off limits.

But did this silly little rule stop Jason to date you?

Of course it did!

My baby is just too obedient and such a rule follower... poor boy

Anyways, you had to make the first move.

Even with that, he was pretty hesitant to do anything such as holding hands in public.

In reality, he wasn't afraid of Percy, he just didn't want the other boy to get mad with him.

So, one day, you called both Percy and Jason to have a very serious conversation in the Poseidon cabin.

Percy was, as usual, completely clueless about anything, so he just babbled with Jason.

Who, by the way, was a complete mess of blushing and stuttering.

You obviously thought it as endearing, cause it really was.

"You're probably wondering why i called you here today." you said, a wicked smile on your face.

Percy was hugged with his plushie (you had matching shark plushies, Dory and Nemo) while Jason wanted to dig a hole in the floor and never come back from it.

"What's up, sis? If it's something to do with missing chocolate, i have nothing to do with it." The dark haired boy said, smiling.

Little did he knew that smile was gonna fade in three seconds.

"Me and Jason, we're dating." You said, quickly.

Percy's face fell.

"W-what?" He asked, his eyes darkening.

"We're dating. Like, boyfriend and girlfriend."

"So... you're dating Jason. Not Leo?" Percy asked.

"No, why would i date Leo-" You were cut off by a grateful sigh coming from your brother's mouth.

"Thanks the gods. As long as it's not Leo, i can handle it."

Jason turned to him for the first time, as if he wasn't even believing the words he just heard.

"Just... break her heart and i'll break your neck." Percy said with a threatening smile and patted Jason's back, leaving the cabin.

Alright, enough of the Jackson drama, back to Blond Superman.

He's the literal sweetest person alive.

He👏🏼learnt👏🏼 how 👏🏼to 👏🏼swim👏🏼 for👏🏼 ya

Bro's whipped

And he took Percy's words as his life rules

He made his best to make you happy whenever you're with him

Like, literally anytime

Once you cried next to him cause a fish didn't talk to you (it was a plastic fish, but you were on ur period, okay?)

He literally took you to the beach so you could chat and gossip with the real fishes

And you were so happy he nearly melt at that sight

That's when he knew he had fell in love with you

Romantic dates EVERY WEEK

He bribes the Demeter kids to give him your favorite flowers every once in a while

He always keeps some sort of physical touch, doesn't matter if he's holding your waist, your hands, touching pinkies

You got the point

He's just too madly in love

For him, you're the most beatiful, unique, hot, perfect, powerful, hot, smart, hot, strong, HAVE I MENTIONED HOT, person in the whole world

Literally, he would kiss your feet if you asked him to

He's glad you don't, actually

He stopped eating anything that comes from the marine animals after you got together.

Like, absolutely anything

Oh, and i've mentioned this on a previous hc, but he literally pays for absolutely ✨everything✨

Like, honey, don't even come near your wallet

Oh, and he buys you lots of gifts constantly

From plushies to books to makeup to sketch books in case you like drawing

And he's totally a languages guy

And with your ADHD and dyslexia, he helps you a lot

And you help him with maths.

Of course, he always has a nickname for you.

"Hey, mermaid?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

#JUST AS LONG AS ITS NOT LEO I CAN HANDLE IT LMFAOOOOO #hes so swet like actually #i love jason omg #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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tag kiss, you're it ლ﹏

— percy jackson x daughter of apollo!reader

warnings: none

a/n: bro welcome to my first percy blurb

A little kiss, two little kisses.

Percy let out a chuckle as he stepped back, you looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

— Sorry, sir, you're distracting me from this — you pointed at the painting in progress, but your boyfriend didn't seem to mind, just like the three times before.

Like a predator, Percy carefully approached behind you as you continued adding color to the canvas, he positioned himself beside you and held your head so you wouldn't escape his lips.

Mwah!

—Percy!— You let out a groan that turned into giggles; the dark-haired leaned against one of your sibling's bunk bed ladder and crossed his arms with a smug look. Clearly, he was barely holding back laughter.

— Do you blame me for wanting to kiss my beautiful lady?

— No, but my father wants this painting finished by tomorrow. He wants it for his palace on Olympus.— Your tone turned dreamy.— One of my paintings in his hall…

— As for me…— he took a step forward and walked back to you, — I enjoy teasing your father

You didn't know how, but Percy managed to get to you and kissed you again. He jumped back, out of your reach, before you could catch him. You pursed your lips and muttered curses.

If he wanted a fight, he would get a fight.

Your face lit up with mischief as you sighed. You glanced sideways to see if he was still behind you, and when you confirmed that he was, you leisurely picked up the tube of blue paint.— Of course, and I don't know why, considering he loves having you as a son-in-law.

You heard him snort.

You knew Percy did not have a high opinion of the gods as parents, but he had started to make peace after Apollo's change, and he did not dislike him. It's just that a stubborn fish face of his had trouble admitting it.

— But I like his daughter a lot —he joked, and you felt it was the right moment.

Percy approached you from behind again and held you by the shoulders to kiss you again; this time you didn't put up any resistance. Your boyfriend broke the kiss when he felt a pasty texture instead of the softness of your lips, and he made a face.

You burst into laughter, and finally, he noticed the blue paint on your lips. You took the cloth and wiped your mouth.

—Hey! — Percy complained, and you denied him the piece of fabric, but it didn't take long for your boyfriend to figure out a way to turn the tables, and he approached you with his lips painted blue.

— Back off, fish boy — you denied, but he shook his head and began to kiss you wherever he could reach. Laughter filled the cabin and ceased only when both of you ended up covered in blue. Percy took your hand on the floor as you laughed senselessly and calmed your breathing. His green eyes delighted in the sight; you were covered in kisses of his favorite color. He planted a kiss on your knuckles with so much love that you could feel it.

The son of Poseidon wouldn't be an artist like you, but that time he created a masterpiece.

#THIS IS SO CUTEEEEE #stop the way hed actually fall so hard seeing his gf covered in blue 😵‍💫 #his fav girl covered in his fav color #ALSO GETTING UR PAINTING HUNG IN APOLLO'S HALL ?? #id die #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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holy shit strawberries

oh my god strawberries !!

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*ੈ✎ always an angel, never a god.

—not strong enough, boygenius

note: hey guys i think you were a lil TOO happy after that last jason post 😇😇😇

content: jason grace x reader; oneshot, 1.2k

warnings: ANGST, violence, character-centered???, allusions to suicide, probably inaccurate death cause i spoiled myself by reading it but i was too sad to check again

jason was tired. so tired. he felt like he was sinking into quicksand as he walked, back aching as if he was atlas, holding up the sky. his fingers twitched, residual sparks of lightning flickering up his arms. they stung. they had never stung before.

he marched straight to his lonely cabin, not stopping at leo's bunker, or aprhodite's cabin—not even yours. he was never too tired to say hi to his friends before. he was never too tired to say to you before. what was wrong with him?

the door shut behind jason, providing him an escape from the ever-busy camp. it gave him relief to slump to the floor, his legs giving out on him as if they were just holding out until he was alone, where prying eyes couldn't reach.

he simply sat there, hugging his knees to his chest like he did whenever he wanted to hide from the loud orders he was given as a child, or so he remembered.

his perfect mask was breaking, his perfect attitude slipping. his nails dug into his arms, the bite of pain clearing his foggy mind. he wouldn't allow himself any time to wallow in his feelings. jason forced himself up and headed into the bathroom.

he wanted nothing more than to take a warm bath, to soak for a while and rest his aching muscles. maybe slide a little too far down so his head dipped below the water, and stay there until it did its work.

but he couldn't, and he wouldn't. he got into the shower, the water ice against his skin. his body screamed in protest, lungs tightening as he took a deep breath at the sudden drop in temperature. that was sure to keep him out of his own head.

and yet, like everything he felt he did recently, he failed. jason couldn't sleep, his mind racing with feelings he tried so hard to shove down. emotions impeded with his ability to work, and if he couldn't work properly, then he was useless. his brain didn't seem to care; it laughed in his face as it threw thought after thought at him. because maybe, in the back of his head, he did feel useless.

it was always percy this, percy that. percy got to be praetor while jason got whispers of "you could never be him." was there something about him that was so forgettable people couldn't wait to replace him? was that why his memories were gone? because nothing about them was so important for even him to hold? was that why, even though little by little they returned, he still had blank spaces in the days he used to recall? maybe if he worked a little harder, he'd be as good as him.

and it was quite unfair of him to feel this way, he believed. after all, percy was a good guy. it's not like they were on bad terms— they could even be called acquaintances, friends if you were looking on the bright side.

thinking of friends brought him to you, the only one he had memories of from the start. you were his best friend, his one and only. you stuck with him, explaining who he was and where he came from as best you could. he remembered how you had painted him like an angel, but he looked at the gaps of your brushstrokes and saw that he was hardened like a double-edged sword. he remembered how you glorified the structure of the romans for his sake, but he read between your praise and found a yearning to be free.

and that's why when you slipped from his waiting heart, he let you go. he did not wish to anchor you when you were meant to be among the clouds, soaring like a bird (yet, why was it that he found you with the son of the sea instead of him?)

"i'm going on another quest." jason smiled weakly, doing his best to put up a brave face. but gods, was it hard. he wanted nothing more than to feel your warmth in his arms; maybe it would soothe the way his heart clenched every time he was reminded of the way he'll never be yours.

"another?" you frowned. he hated the way his eyes were drawn to your lips like lightning to metal. "didn't you just get back from one?"

he shrugged, trying to laugh it off. "yeah, well, someone's gotta do the work around here. i'm the best man for the job." he sounded like he was trying to convince himself. once jason realized your expression wouldn't change, his shoulders sagged. he looked more like a kid than ever, bearing the weight of the world only the gods could lift. "look, i'll get back soon, okay?"

"swear it?" you held out your pinky, your eyes never leaving his face. you offered him a grin, trying to lighten the mood. "if you don't, i might have to get you back for that."

jason chuckled, linking his pinky with yours. "i swear." but it wasn't enough, he needed to hold you. just one more time. he wrapped you in his arms, an aching feeling in his chest that wouldn't go away. his heart twisted even more once he felt you hug him in return, your hands stroking his back like you always did when he was anxious.

he felt you mumble a "be safe" into his shoulder, and he willed himself not to cry in front of you. he gave you a firm nod and pulled away, taking one last second to admire you before he had to leave.

"see you soon, jason." you offered him one last smile.

"goodbye, y/n." why were the words so final on his tongue?

it was because he knew, from his sun-streaked hair to his sore heels, that he would never return. he had the foreboding feeling that something terrible was going to happen, and he'd rather have it happen to him than anyone else.

it was for the best, he thought. he'd die knowing he saved his friends than give up. isn't that what his whole life was for?

jason felt the arrow pierce his heart, three more succeeding it. it was strange. though he bled and bled until he laid in a bed of blood, it felt like a cruel but relieving escape from his emotions. it eased his limbs like a drug, made him feel high on the tang of silver in his mouth. but his heart still fought to beat, to live, to remember. memories of leo and piper, percy and annabeth, frank and hazel. reyna and camp jupiter, chiron and camp half-blood. jason remembered you. how your smile was the light of his life, how it was the last time he'd ever see it again. but he'd die happy, the image of your face branded into his eyes as they shut. when the spear pierced his chest one last time, he felt the weight of his mind disappear back into the sky from which he came from.

(but his mind was light from the holes in his story that he could never truly fill.)

#yea no just drag me through the mud i dont have feelings #THIS WAS SO GOOD AUGHHH THE PAIN #i feel pain #pure pain #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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Boredom ❊

Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader Smau

Synopsis: a day in the city with ur favorite boy!!

a/n: GUESS WHOS BACK!!!!! Anyways just started rereading The Lost Hero and Leo really is just so ugh anyways trying to get out of my writing slump but for now here’s this. Faceclaim for Leo is Marcel Ruiz!!

DIRECT MESSAGES

Leolikeleo: Do you wanna go somewhere with me?

Y/n.y/n: Like on a date?

Leolikeleo: …..like to the Home Depot in manhattan

Y/n.y/n: Leo what 😭

Leolikeleo: We can look at the light section and I’ll get you lunch

Y/n.y/n: deal

Leolikeleo added to their story

First date kinda nervous 😓 @y/n.y/n

y/n.y/n added to their story

shoutout to the stranger who airdropped this to me @leolikeleo

y/n.y/n added to their story

Is ur boyfriend normal or does he get excited whenever they bring out the forklift at Home Depot??

@leolikeleo replied: you are so mean 😞

leolikeleo added to their story

What if we kissed in the Home Depot light section?

@y/n.y/n replied: I’m right here Leo

leolikeleo: but you’re being mean 🙄🙄

y/n.y/n added to their story

BRO IS DEFINITELY GETTING SPITED‼️

♫ Gasoline By HAIM (feat.Taylor Swift)

Liked by leolikeleo and others

y/n.y/n: strike a match, strike a match, watch it blow

COMMENTS

seaweedbrain: What do you know about New York🤨

y/n.y/n replied: Manhattan🔥🔥

pipecleaner: Without me??? LAMEEEE

y/n.y/n.replied: miss you babe 😪

leolikeleo replied: womp womp 🙄

♫ Where the flowers bloom By Tyler the Creator (feat. Frank ocean)

Liked by y/n.y/n and others

Leolikeleo: My hot funny beautiful amazing girlfriend who I love very much took this picture 👍

COMMENTS

y/n.y/n: Can confirm!!

a/n: This may suck and flop but this was actually so fun to make……I wanna write for leo now

#nothing more romantic than the lighting section of home depot #the lighting is just so romantic #romance in the air #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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COWBOY LIKE ME

✸ pairing: jason grace x cowgirl!reader smau

✸ notes: this is a random ass prompt but i like it hehe 🤭 this was originally gonna be a leo one but then i found the first pic…cowboy wannabe jason it is

…now playing: our song—taylor swift

yn.ln: cuntry 🎀

tagged: j.grace

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ssmchsizzleee: JASON, SHE’S SOUTHERN AND GREEK, RUN FOR THE HILLS BROTHA 🗣️🗣️

╰┈➤ j.grace: too late 🤷‍♀️

╰┈➤ yn.ln: said the mf from TEXAS 😒

sunshinesolace: YEEHAW MOTHERFUCKERS ‼️🦅

╰┈➤ yn.ln: YEEHAW

j.grace: i think i pull of the princess cowgirl hat pretty well, if i do say so myself

╰┈➤ yn.ln: yes baby, you’re very pretty

╰┈➤ j.grace: 🤭

abchase: A WIN FOR US SOUTHERN GIRLIES 🤞🤍COWGIRL PARTIES 4EVER

╰┈➤ yn.ln: 4EVER AND EVER BETH

annabethsbf: i never wanna see a pair of boots ever again oh my fuck

╰┈➤ yn.ln: life was so much better five seconds ago before you commented this

honey.hazell: SAVE A WHO AND RIDE A WHAT

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: HAZEL NO HIDE YOUR EYES

╰┈➤ honey.hazell: WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN

╰┈➤ yn.ln: hazel…sweetie no 😭

piedpiper: still can’t believe you pulled off a rodeo themed party

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you know i love me a good theme 😋

j.grace: SOUTHERN WOMEN ARE THE HOTTEST‼️

╰┈➤ annabethsbf: AMEN TO THAT BROTHER 🗣️

…now playing: stick season—noah kahan

j.grace: if the boot fits then wear it, or something like that

tagged: yn.ln

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annabethsbf: i cannot believe my eyeballs. she turned our roman yeehawy

╰┈➤ j.grace: yippee ki yay or whatever 🤠

piedpiper: do not country-afi noah kahan jason.

╰┈➤ j.grace: why must you have a problem with every little thing 😒

╰┈➤ piedpiper: i am no man’s peace.

yn.ln: MY CUTIE COWBOY ‼️🤍

╰┈➤ j.grace: I LOVE YOU COWGIRL 🫶

╰┈➤ yn.ln: I LOVE YOU TOO 🤭

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: GET A ROOM 🗣️🗣️

ssmcshizzle: don’t think i forgot the time i put MY cowboy hat on your head and you swatted it away like a fly 😒

╰┈➤ j.grace: well she kissed me after she put it there so i wasn’t gonna say NO

╰┈➤ ssmcshizzle: I COUPDVE DONE THAT IF I THOUGHT IT WOJLD WORK

╰┈➤ yn.ln: LEO GET AWAY FROM MY BOYFRIEND

abchase: the boot definitely didn’t fit but it’s okay bc you tried 😇

╰┈➤ j.grace: annie you’re supposed to be supportive of the country escapades 😔

ghostboy.nico: gods, they’re multiplying

╰┈➤ yn.ln: you love us southerners, we know ☺️

╰┈➤ ghostboy.nico: unfortunately

╰┈➤ sunshinesolace: thanks babe 🤩

j.grace uploaded a story!

@ annabethsbf replied:

SHE HAS YOU SAYING YALL NOW???

shhh, quiet city boy

said the kid raised by wolves

i will bite you.

@ ssmcshizzle replied:

yo is that my hat?

probably, considering i’m wearing hers

WELL CAN I HAVE IT BACK??

🤷‍♂️

@ yn.ln replied:

omg jay you’re tarnishing my mysterious cool girl reputation

you’re as mysterious as a glass window

that’s not true

i’m hot n sexy n mysterious

2 truths 1 lie

you suck

love you too honey 😚

#texas cannot hold this one #nd i love it #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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🍓┊ ༑ ࿐ྂ STRAWBERRIES ‘ND ALLERGIES

leo valdez x fem reader <3 lil oneshot / blurb!

📬 sunni’s notes : HEYYOO this is my first leo / pjo fic!!! bc hes actually my real bf (no cap, real not fake) i really hope you enjoy this!! i personally have allergies and wish someone would take care of me like this when i do [cry]

"oh god," [name] sneezed. "it's spring." she wiped the slight snot trailing off her nose. she held the crate of strawberries for mr. d, since she was on farming duty that day. although, she didn't usually complain about being out in thr fields, since she'd get to steal a few strawberries here and there. she'd only complain if it so happens to land on a spring day.

she couldn't refuse either, "don't do this and you lose your dessert privilages." in the words of mr. d. she stumbled over her feet a bit here and there because of her puffy eyes, catching herself before she could fall face-first on the muddy ground. "holy zues." she muttered or an, "oh my titan." about to fall again, she almost couldn't catch herself,

"oookay cariño!" leo had caught her. the crate still in her hands, leo had his arms around her torso and her waist.

the girl's eyes met leo's honey ones. "leo?" she asked, squinting her eyes with an unsure expression. "yeah?" he replied, a nervous smile that usually made [name] fold like crazy. "you okay sunshine? you literally tripped over yourself around seven times. in a row." he snickered, helping her lift her head and stand up.

"aller- ACHOO!"

"-gies." she sniffled. leo frowned, "ay.. come on, let's get you some meds." he tucked strands of her lose hair out of her face and kissed the side of her temple. [name] knew meds wouldn’t exactly cure her allergies, but she didn’t want to burst leo’s bubble.

"maybe some ambrosia." he kept his hand around her waist as he placed the crate of strawberries down on the ground away from her hands. "what are you doing out?" she asked her boyfriend, on their way to camp's infirmary. leo would usually lock himself in bunker 9, doing gods who knows what. the only person, to ever see him in days in a row would be [name].

"you didn't come around, so i looked for you." he beamed, [name] mirrored the smile, her nose and honestly, whole face was red. leo laughed, "you look so cute amor." she rolled her eyes, "my suffering is cute to you?" she shot. leo shrugged, noticing her sniffles. he offered her the side of his tank, it was dirty already with all the grease anyway. wiping her nose slightly at the grease-covered tank, she thanked him.

the two have been dating for a while, but [name] never mentioned her said allergies to him. “are you sure you’re okay cariño?” he asked, she didn’t respond, about to doze off. he snickered, “[name]!” he called, she shot awake. “wh-what?” she asked, frustration growing. leo rolled his eyes, “what are you even allergic to?” he asked with his brows furrowed and a smile planted.

“ah.. pollen, i think?” she questioned, leaning her head on her boyfriend’s shoulder and burying her face in his neck. leo noticed her tired state and picked her up bridal-style. “yeah, you definitely can’t walk.” he smiled, peppering her with kisses. “hey!! i have snot!!” she yelled, laughing at the touch and in attempts to push his face away.

“don’t care!” he kissed her on the cheek “just,” then on her temple, “snot!” then her lips. “leo!!” she yelled, a laugh escaping her lips.

“you sound cute when your nose is stuffed.” leo remarked, “and i stand by ‘you think my suffering is cute?’” leo smiled, “maybe.”

“wooow. good boyfriend you are.”

“i try.”

the two arrived at the infirmary shortly after, will standing before them with a bandaid container in his hands. “what’s going on lovebirds?” will asked. leo averted his gaze to a sleepy [name] then will.

“allergies.”

“ACHOO!”

will winced, “we can’t really—“ [name] shot him a look. a ‘let him have this.’ kind of look. will sighed as he exchanged faces with [name]. “i’ll take care of her.” will snickered, taking [name]’s arm.

“w-wait, i’m still on farming duty.” she turned to leo. leo shook his head, “i’ll work something out.” he spoke, giving her a kiss before heading out of the infirmary.

will turned to [name] as he helped her down on one of the beds. “when are you going to tell him you can’t really cure allergies?” she giggled, “never.”

— end of the day.

after a good nap, [name] felt better already. she got up and thanked will and everybody else in the infirmary and went to go look for leo.

she looked at bunker 9, nobody.

the heph cabin, also nobody.

where in zues’ name was he?

“leo! stop stealing the strawberries!” she heard piper’s voice from across camp. she turned her head to whichever direction the aphrodite daughter’s voice came from. and at farm, there was leo, on strawberry duty. her jaw dropped slightly, realizing what he meant by ‘i’ll figure something out.’

she watched him carry more crates than she could ever carry, and his tank not just covered in grease anymore but sweat. how long had he been working?

as she stared, leo turned to her, probably feeling eyes on him. he beamed, “[name]!!”

#omg so cuteeeeeeee #girlies who cant sneeze without sneezing 7 thousand other times as well wya 🫡 #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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Hello i don’t know if your request are open or closed ignore me if it’s the case but can you make a Jason grace x reader when he know she is love with him and it’s reciprocated but she don’t want to make the move because Jason grace is a golden boy perfect etc.. and she is just normal thank you 🤩

⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ Oh, That Golden Light - Its Blinding Me

content: jason grace x unclaimed! reader fic warning: kinda angsty, ig??? sort of??? i dunno??? author's note: taking a break from the smau bc i miss writing lmao- also i feel so big brain for making the reader unclaimed for legit no reason. this is HEAVILY influenced by golden by harry styles. im not like a huge mega fan but satellite did things to me bc i thought of my father while listening to it and i had to pull over i was crying so hard in my car oop- anyways, i hope yall enjoy me coming out of my writing disappearance frfr WERE BACK BABYYYYYYYY

jason grace was like something out of some shiny hollywood movie. perfect. flawless. stunning. blinding.

it was hard not to fall in love with zeus' golden boy. he was just so sweet and caring to every person he met. you wouldn't even know this boy was a harden solider from the way he fawned over trampled patches of grass or new campers. he was just that kind of person, the one who drew people in with his comforting aura.

and you were just another victim of jason grace's warm vibes.

you, one of the few campers who continued to break percy's promise with the gods. 'claim them by thirteen,' he'd said and they agreed, but apparently your name must have been in the fine print. every summer and winter solstice, your name was brought up as a betrayal of their promise and every summer and winter solstice it was brushed under the rug. you tried to not let it affected, that your parent was so ashamed of you that they were willing to risk the wrath of percy jackson to avoid claiming you. but whatever, it's cool, it's totally fine, and not something you think about late at night.

but it did affect you. your self worth was in the dumps, you'd never felt so undesirable in your entire life. which is why you left your dreams of being jason's girlfriend just that; dreams. he'd find some other girl, some girl who was wanted, and you'd just have to live with that. but, boy, he didn't make it easy.

"good morning, yn. sleep well?" he asked, just like every morning, a book under his arm and his hair still fluffed from his pillows as he jogged to catch up with you. breakfast had been called and, just like every morning, jason made sure to walk with you and grab his breakfast with you.

"gave up my bed to little jamie here last night. those floorboards aren't too bad though," you replied easily, distracting yourself by ruffling jamie's spikey ginger hair. he was one of the new campers, still unclaimed like you, but you were sure that was bound to change soon as he was twleve. you glanced up and noticed jason's frown but pretended like you didnt.

"yn-"

"do you hear that? i think connor needs me. ill see you around, grace," you cut off what would surely be words of concern, scampering off towards connor, who definitely didn't call for you. being with jason was hard, it burned to be within feet of that boy. he was just so dazzling and bright and sometimes you just couldn't do it. you couldn't stand to block his light. to tarnish it in the way only you could.

"you try archery? maybe you're an apollo kid?" travis offered as you guys walked back from breakfast, but he knew the answer. you gave him a pointed look and he shrugged with a roll of his eyes.

"or maybe im not even an halfblood. maybe someone screwed up. maybe im destined to be unwanted, to rot away inside cabin eleven until i look like the oracle," you rambled, only stopping to take a calming breath.

"i can think of someone who wants you," connor hummed from you other side, a cheeky smile and sly look shared between the boys who could be twins but weren't. you squinted at both of them, your head darting around like you were watching an intense tennis match.

"what are you two even yapping on about?" you hissed and they just continued to smirk in the way only they could.

"we're just suggesting that a certain golden boy has his eyes on you. his heart eyes," travis gushed, wiggling his fingers at you as connor pretended to swoon. you scoffed and shoved the two away, hoping the distance would blur their vision of your growing blush.

"you two tease too much. cruel boys is what you are," you huffed and continued to march away from their laughing forms, clear evidence that they had seen your blush.

you spent your day the way you always spent your days at camp half blood; trying everything in hopes of getting recognized, in hopes of impressing your parent enough for them to dangle a glowing light over your head, to claim you as their child. you covered yourself with soot inside the forges with leo but all you ever managed to produce was a broken spring that even had leo wincing in shame as he plucked it from your hands and threw it away. you tried every weapon in the arena, letting clarisee pummel you with swords, spears, and shield alike. you even tried hanging out with nico and percy, trying to dig up bones and talk to horses but it never worked. none of it ever worked. which is how you ended up at the dock, your legs crossed under you and your fist shoved into your cheek to hold your head up. apollo's sun was starting to set, coating the whole of camp in a golden hue that had you thinking of one boy who was comparable to the color.

"go away, travvy. im not hungry," you muttered as you heard footsteps approached, picking up another rock and plopping it into the lake, watching the naiads follow it down before bringing it back up to you.

"not travis," a familar voice mused as he stopped behind you, causing your spine to straighten and you to look over your shoulder with a mildly panicked look, being met with the very golden boy who invaded your mind.

"oh, hey, jason," you replied, returning your attention to the naiads as jason sat down next you, leaning back against one of the poles as he watched you. you stiffened under his view, feeling it to be more interrogating than anything. you went to open your mouth and run away with lies about needing to make your bed but jason beat you to it.

"you look so pretty in this light."

"huh?" you asked, stupidly, turning to look at him with what surely was a dumb look on your face. jason's lips just continued to twitched upwards, the setting sun's light getting caught on his scar. you had the fading thoughts that jason might have seen it as an imperfection, which would have made you laugh; the golden boy, flawed? no, surely not.

"i said; you look beautiful in this light. just gorgeous," he continued, leaving you gaping like a fish before swallowing down your embarrassment as you hung your head.

"look, if the stolls put you up to this for some stupid prank, it's okay-"

"nope. ever hear of free will, yn?" jason mused, his eyes unwillingly drifting from you towards the golden setting sun. your eyes stayed on him, brows furrowed as you tried to figure out his angle.

"jason," you said, not entirely sure what you wanted to say after you drew his attention back to you. his blue eyes instantly darted back to you, gleaming with a fondness that you've seen in the way percy looks at annabeth, the way nico looks at will, and the way charles used to look at silena. with a love that you never thought would be directed towards you. let alone from him.

"yn," he teased back with a bright smile, shifting to lean closer to you. you wanted to lean away, give him space to think over his decisions but your gut wouldn't let you, feeling his breath fan across your redden cheeks.

"what are you doing?" you whispered out, not needing to speak louder due to the closeness.

"something i should have done a long time ago. im confessing to a girl that i like her, like, a lot. im telling this pretty girl that i know she's scared, but i can't get her out of my mind," jason rambled and out of the corner of your eye, you could his hand reach out before landing against your bicep. it then ran upwards, slowly gliding over your skin towards your neck and face.

"jason. we- we can't. youre- gods, youre so golden and perfect and youre just- youre too bright for me. we can't," you breathed out, rapidly, but unable to lean away from his warm touch. his hand which was now cupping your cheek while his other landed somewhere near your hip.

"yn, youre the perfect girl for me. utter perfection. and i'll spend the rest of my life ensuring that you know that. you'll never go another day going unwanted with me, i swear on my life," jason replied, firmly, the roman praetor tone strong in his voice. and, not wanting to give you time to argue, jason pulled your lips to his.

and you'd be lying if you said you didn't lean in a little too.

kissing jason grace was like something out of some shiny hollywood movie. perfect. flawless. stunning. dazzling.

#screaming and giggling like a PSYCHOPATH #U WRITE THE CUTEST THINGS EVER COVEY I SWEAR #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚ So American (Grecian)

content: jason grace x greek demigod! reader warning: language, i think authors note: AHHHH THIS HAS BEEN LIVING RENT FREE IN MY MIND FOR LIKE A WEEK AUDHIUFBIEUFBEIUR IVE BEEN WANTING TO WRITE THIS FOR SO SO LONG UGH I LOVE LOVE LOVE IT OLIVIA RODRIGO YOU ATE GIRL also tbh its kinda short

everytime someone asked jason grace about his girlfriend, that first words that always left his mouth were, "she's so greek!"

which was very true. every you couldn't deny it. jason had once seen you win a fight through biting your enemies forearms which caused them to drop their sword, a tactic that had his roman brain struggling to compute. you were unpredictable, every changing, and never still. and jason loved every second of it. it was a nice change of pace for him, sneaking out to prank other campers and watching you fight in ways he never would have thought to.

the next thing that would always fall from his mouth as a blush coated his cheeks was how much he loved it when you wore his clothes.

you had a bad habit of thinking every day was a bright summer day. even as fall was creeping around the corner, you'd tug on your denim shorts and a tank top that would have jason drooling. but as you shamlessly shivered from the cold breezes that, despite jason's best efforts, didn't stop coming, jason's tug his sweater off and gesture for you to let him put it on for you. with a chattering teeth and a beaming smile you'd let him gently tug the sweater over your head and slid your arms through the sleeves that were far too long for you. and you'd snuggle into his side and he'd blush, admiring the way you looked better completely drowning in his sweater than with your tits on display for him. but then he'd be thinking about your tits again, and decided that's the better view, like any sane man.

somewhere in his ramblings about you to the poor person who asked, jason would find a way to mention that you're the funniest person he's ever met. and he knows leo. and percy. and, still, you give them both a run for your money.

"man, this is embarrassing, we can't keep meeting like this," you once winced as you walked up to jason, your hands shoved into your pockets and rocking on the heels of your feet. jason gave you a fond look, but was slightly confused.

"what, princess?"

"one of us is gonna fall in love with each other if we keep meeting like this," you sighed, over exaggeratedly, trying to keep your smirk off your lips. jason breathed out a laugh, reach forwards and setting his hands against your hips.

"too late."

"you'll never take me alive! unhand me, good sir!" you cried, fighting against his hold. jason laughed as he wrapped his arms around your wiggling body. somehow, you managed to escape his hold and went running away, shooting a beaming smile over your shoulder as your hair went blowing all about.

"get back here! you owe me a kiss!" jason called after you, quickly running to catch up with you. you squealed, turning around to run faster.

"help! crazy roman boy after me! he's gonna kiss me, oh no!"

you were everything jason needed - his balance, kept him on his toes. he could talk about you for hours, but at some point, the poor victim of his lovesick rambles would make up some excuse and scamper away. he'd sigh at the lack of opportunity to keep talking about you before going off to find you, the apple of his eye and the object of his affections. he'd find you, talking to some new camper in the strawberry fields. and he could tell you were talking about something you loved from the overexaggerated movements of your hands and your beaming smile to match the gleam in your eyes. he moved a little closer, eager to hear what was making his girl so happy.

"and he's so so roman!! i swear to the gods, he marches to go to the bathroom. it's adorable, truly. he's such a gentleman, insists on opening my doors and grabbing me food and all of that. and they way he kisses me is just divine. otherworldly, i swear. i could talk about him for hours. my roman empire on a level like never before!!" you giggled with the girl, getting lost in your thoughts for a few seconds as you thought about your boyfriend.

"ugh, i want a boyfriend like that," the girl huffed and you set a comforting hand on her knee across for you with a soft smile.

"you'll find one. c'mon, you're so pretty!! trust me, i never thought i'd find a boy like jason. but, gods, im gonna marry him if he keeps this shit up," you added and jason felt his heart hammer against his chest, thudding so loud he was surprised you didn't hear it. because he knew he wanted to marry you too.

"i hope youre talking about me and not some other roman named jason," jason finally spoke as he tried to calm his racing heart, your eyes darting to him with a smile you saved only for your boy, which only made his heart race more.

"oh, this is my side piece, the other jason i was telling you about. the not so cute one," you joked with the girl across from you, who giggled into her hand. jason rolled his eyes, scooping you up into his arms as you squealed to get out of his hold.

"youre breaking my heart here, baby," he pouted and you laughed as he put you back on the ground, instantly wrapping your arm around his.

"awwww, my poor boy, lemme make it up to you," you mused, sliding your hand to his cheek before pulling his lips down to meet yours. jason hands found a home against your waist, fiddling with the hem of your shirt and sliding a few digits under to press against your skin.

"better?" you asked in a whisper as you parted and jason beamed a soft smile as he nudged his nose against your gently.

"perfect, even," he murmured before pulling your lips back to his. he could feel you smile into the kiss, which was something that happened a lot. you were just a smiley girl, his smiley girl.

"you're the only roman guy for me, ya know," you hummed once you parted again, looking up at jason with all the admiration you could muster.

"and you're the only greek girl for me," he replied, pressing a quick peek to your lips with a smile that rivaled apollo's sun.

when a crazy greek girl falls for her perfect roman boy, you get a love story that will stand the test of time. simply because they will yap the other into legend.

#COVEY IM SMILING ND BLUSHING SO HARD STOP #JASON GRACE THE MAN YOU AREEEE #twirling my hair nd kicking my feet rn ejbwaukeac #u r a fluff god dude omfg #ily #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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.・゜✭・. the code for “i like you”

— leo valdez x daughter of athena!reader

Summary: Leo likes you so much that when he has the dream opportunity to get close to you, he expresses his feelings to you, in Morse code, accidentally.

Warnings: swear words?? yeah, but like three.

A/N: English is not my first language, so sorry if it's bad.

A/N: I had so much fun doing this, i relived primary school when i used morse code to make love letters, ew. Btw enjoy.

Leo was terribly attracted to you and you, as expected, went completely oblivious about it. The boy had practically tried everything possible to get close to you; He tried to participate in the same practices as you, walking where you were or talking to those you were friends with, but he just couldn't get it.

The only thing that play in his favor was that they were both leaders of their respective cabins. So when you talked about the planes your cabin had to increase camp security during one of your regular meetings Leo immediately pulled out a favor and volunteered to help (although the guy had no choice anyway, literally his cabin was the only one that could make it)

Chiron didn't object and ended up emphasizing that the two of you would mainly have to work side by side, while he winked at the son of Hephaestus, and Leo wondered if his intentions were really that obvious. Whatever, he was happy.

— That's great, have fun, idiots — Clarisse said in a mocking tone. She patted you on the back and winked.

» Does everyone have eye problems today? « You wondered, but didn't give it much thought. You looked at Leo, and he smiled exaggeratedly at you.

You hadn't paid much attention to the guy, but of course you had him in located: he was a trouble-maker, talented, with very nice hair, in addition, - and gods forbid that anyone else should know - his jokes did seem funny to you as difference from the opinion of others. But you didn't give him many detours and smiled kindly, hiding your desire to giggle.

— See you in a bit, Valdez. I'll go get the plans. —  and you left his sight again, leaving him alone in The Big House. Leo would have preferred to accompany you, but he believed that he had already spent his good luck bonus for the day, so he decided not to press. Chiron put a hand on his shoulder and sighed dreamily.

— The sweet and bitter pain of love — The centaur patted his shoulder a few more times and trotted into the house.

An hour later, Leo had tried to make bunker 9 as presentable as possible for your arrival. But the accumulated junk of several weeks was difficult to hide under a rug, so he just arranged it so that it would not get in the way and cleaned it the tables. In the name of Hephaestus, he was a nervous wreck.

By the time you crossed the door, he wanted to bury himself along with the scrap metal under his work table.

On the other hand, for you, it was impressive. Of course, you were not unfamiliar with the bunker, but looking closely at all of Leo's projects that he had in progress stimulated your brain in the same way that the largest candy store would do for third year old. You forced to keep your mouth closed and walked with the papers towards Leo, who was sitting on the other side of the huge blueprint table.

He looked apparently uncomfortable, and you did not blame him, you assumed that entering the workshop of a son of Hephaestus where his most precious creations are kept was the equivalent of grabbing Clarisse's favorite weapon to play badminton. You preferred to get to the point by spreading out the plans and go straight to the explanation of them.

Everything was fine, until after a while, Leo began to make anxious movements that did nothing but spread the feeling towards you. At first the knocking on the table while you were telling him the plans seemed meaningless to you, until you managed to distinguish a certain rhythm in them, then a hidden meaning. Your mind split in two, and you continued listening carefully while you continued explaining. How? ADHD.

Two knocks in a row, a silence, a tap and a long tap… Was that Morse code?

(.. / .-.. .. -.- /) I like…

You finally figured it out.

(.. / .-.. .. -.-/) I like…

He repeated. It was definitely Morse code.

But what did he like? Your plans?

That last thought made you falter in the conversation, and you stuttered, Leo placed his brown eyes on you attentively and touched the code again.

(.. / .-.. .. -.-/) I like (-.-- --- ..-) You

You blinked dumbfounded as you bumbled and tried to put your sentence together to return to the conversation about the security system without much success, Leo frowned softly probably wondering if you had gone crazy already. But that didn't matter because at the same moment his knuckles collided again against the wooden table making you lose total concentration.

(.. / .-.. .. -.- . / -.-- --- ..-) I like you

You were probably wondering if he was doing it on purpose or consciously, but the answer was no, Leo was a total idiot watching you explain plans and strategies. For him, it was easily like being in paradise, but his emotion tended to show itself involuntarily, and in this case, his knuckles began to encode messages that his brain spun while you continued babbling.

It was only when you stopped talking and gave him a big look of confusion that he stopped.

His blood ran cold. What had he done wrong?

—Leo? — you asked incredulously with narrowed eyes.

—Yes?—  He mumbled nervously and then laughed. Leo cursed his anxious reflexes. — I'm listening, it's just a lot, and it's hard for me, you know what attention deficit is like.— He let out another laugh and his cheeks began to burn. He was just saying stupid things. 

You shook your head and sat down.

—I know Morse code too, you know? We use it a lot in combat.

Leo's blood ran cold for the second time, and he thought he would burst into flames at the same time, inconsistent but possible.

— I don't think so.

And he gave himself a mental slap. Not only had he just told the girl he liked that Leo didn't think she knew Morse code, but to a daughter of Athena. ATHENA. Leo forced himself to deliver another slap.

But the question was now what the fuck had he said in Morse code? Then he heard you clinking the cap of a pen against the table.

(.. / .-.. .. -.- . / -.-- --- ..-) I like you

Shit.

—Wasn't that Morse code? You've been playing it since we were going through the forest plane.

The son of Hephaestus jumped from his chair and stiffened, beginning to babble.

— Me, no, it's just that sometimes I, no, my mom-

—Just tell me if it was true or not.

— YEAH! — Leo pressed his eyes and covered himself with his hands, seconds later a small flame caught fire above his head.

You didn't want to show your shock or how much your heart had raced, but you also got up from your chair and walked towards him. Leo was still in the same position, which almost made you laugh, but you preferred to direct your attention to the flame that was flickering in his hair. You raised your hand over him and tried to pat it out, trying not to get tangled in his curls. By the time you extinguished the flame, he was looking at you like you had just kicked his bronze dragon.

His eyes had widened in a way that you considered unnatural, this time you did let out the laugh. You cleared your throat and took a step back.

— An original way of expressing it, I have to admit — you said still with a playful look.

The boy blushed more, if that was possible.

— Sorry, I didn't want to bother you…

You frowned and shook your head.

— No, no, what I mean is… — You cleared your throat. Now you were nervous, your words would become more clumsy, so you picked up the pen cap again to knock it on the table:

.- ... -.- / -- . / ..-. --- .-. / .- / -.. .- - . (Ask me for a date)

Leo went over each tap and looked at you surprised.

You raised your hand asking for time and played one last word.

..-. --- --- .-.. (Fool)

And you smiled, satisfied that you had done it quickly, but even more so that the boy you had suggested going out with you had encoded the message in record time. How you liked smart boys!

Leo leaned towards you with a self-righteous smile, clearly feeling victorious. Yes, there was also the troublemaker, in total, he was a kind of mad genius.

—So, ma'am, would you go out with me?

— I'll see — You said as you picked up your plans. His smile faded and he began to stammer buts. — See you at dinner, Leo.

You smiled and made your way out of the bunker. Clearly, you would accept, but you would let Leo try a little harder.

#oo the way i would lowkey kms on the spot #say something so offensive and have zeus just strike me down himself #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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we can’t be friends; clarisse la rue

pairing: clarisse x aphrodite! reader

warning: angst……. written in my emo hours, short blurb

a/n: ariana i love you and this song thank you eternal sunshine

inspired by this part

“We can't be friends

But I'd like to just pretend

You cling to your papers and pens

Wait until you like me again

Wait for your love

My love, I'll wait for your love”

you and clarisse broke up a few months ago. clarisse had requested for you both to stay friends and you went along with it out of wanting to keep her in your life. biggest mistake. things just got harder for you. everytime clarisse did something, you asked yourself ‘what are we?’ in your head.

today was no different. you were sat next to clarisse with her hand around your waist. she said it was a reflex and you shrugged it off. this wasn’t the first time this had happened, and it always left people thinking you both has gotten back together. but.. you weren’t back together, you two were just friends.

moments like these kept occurring. whether it be on accident or on purpose. you couldn’t stand it anymore. your even thought that aphrodite, your own mother was against you. you weren’t at peace with yourself and there was no closure in you and clarisse’s relationship.

“clarisse? can we talk?”

clarisse turned to you, her arm already wrapped around your shoulder. she nodded, slightly concerned just from the look on your face. you pushed her arm off your shoulder, standing in front of her instead of beside her.

“i.. cannot do this anymore. i thought i would’ve been fine being friends with you but, i.. i can’t.”

“why? i thought you were-“

“no. and i need this to stop, now. i can’t keep thinking that if i wait long enough you’ll love me again. i.. i simply can’t do it clarisse. i don’t think i can be friends with someone i thought i’d spend the rest of my life with.”

your answer left clarisse stunned. it was rare for you to confront her like this, so this was new.

“i-“

“no. from this moment onward, we are to never speak to each other. ever. i live my life, and you live yours. we are never to cross paths, ever.”

#SOBS. #and what if this was my 13th reason #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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heyy I've heard your requests are open! Could you do like a Jason Grace x gf reader where the reader has severe anger issues, but since Jason is rlly calm he is the only one who can handle her, and calm her down? I'm such a sucker for sunshine bf! X grumpy gf! trope haha

pairing: jason grace x gf!ares!reader

summary: in which you're very tempted to murder Hazel's magic (magically annoying) horse, but Jason's there to prevent that from happening.

no particular place in the heroes of the olympus timeline, but they're on Argo II.

wc: 1.2k

warning/s: cursing, jason may be ooc, she/her pronouns, anger issues, jason's nickname for reader is pompeii because volcano n stuff

note: thank you for your request anon <33 i hope this lives up to your expectations. enjoy!

short oneshot under the cut :: not edited

The Argo II became more of a home to the eight demigods during their months of travel. Even though the ship would most probably get destroyed beyond even Leo's repair by the time they finished their quest of destroying Gaea, that didn't stop them from finding comfort within the Celestial bronze walls.

During that morning, most of the demigods were in the dining room, enjoying their breakfast. They were all tired and sluggish, since the night before wasn't kind to them. Usually they would take shifts when it came to guarding the ship, but everyone was awake last night due to the mini army of winged terrors that came across the flying ship, which caused them to set down on the sea near the land.

They all slept for less than four hours, and they all wanted nothing more but to add to those hours of sleep.

"GODDAMN THIS STUPID HORSE!"

Well, most of them slept. It seemed that one of them didn't find sleep as luxurious as the rest did that night.

"How does she have this much energy? It's like, seven in the morning," Percy groaned, almost faceplanting into his blue pancakes if it weren't for Annabeth's quick reflexes to hold her boyfriend's head up.

"I SWEAR TO MY DAD'S ROMAN COUNTERPART I WILL TEAR YOU TO TINY LITTLE PIECES YOU HUNK OF SHIT!"

"She's a daughter of Ares alright," Frank chuckled tiredly, rubbing his eyes. "Only she can be heard this clearly when she's all the way on the other side of the ship."

"What horse is she talking about? I thought the stables were empty," Piper wondered, not bothering to tame her typhoon hair as she sipped her orange juice.

"THAT'S MY SHIRT YOU DUMBASS — ARION THE FUCKING HAY IS RIGHT THERE — STOP CHEWING MY DAMN SHIRT!"

It seemed that Arion decided to pay them a little visit now that they were set on a monster-free dock. That would explain Hazel's absence from the table, and how she reappeared in the doorway. She turned to Jason, who was trying to shovel as much food into his mouth as he could so he can go to the stables.

"She's gonna explode again," Hazel panted, putting a hand on her knee to support herself. "I tried getting her to breathe, like you normally do, Jason, but she's not listening. She might actually go through with killing Arion this time."

Jason swallowed, wiping his mouth as he stood up. "I'll go handle it. You," he pointed to Hazel, "eat."

Leo looked up from his rubber band helicopter to stare at his best friend. "Good luck, buddy. She hasn't bit off your head yet, but that could happen any day now."

Jason chuckled. "Thanks, Leo, but I'll be fine." He left the room.

More cursing and shouts that sounded dangerously close to war cries made Jason quicken his pace as he crossed the deck to go down into the stables, where he could see flickering shadows of a girl and a horse.

"If you bite at my shirt again, I'll shove a grenade down your throat and use your insides as monster bait."

Jason stopped walking, to see if you could actually control yourself this time.

Chomp.

"THAT'S IT, I'M GETTING MY GRENADES —"

You're thundering footsteps grew louder as you approached the doorway to leave the stables. Jason stepped forward just as you were about to exit the room, putting a placating hand on your shoulder. "Woah woah, slow down there Pompeii. No need to resort to violence so quickly, hmm?"

Strands of hay were poking out from your hair — which wasn't as messy as Piper's but it was well on its way there. There were dark circles under your angry eyes, indicating that you didn't sleep a wink that night. Your knuckles were white from how hard you were balling your fists, and heavy breaths escaped your lips. Jason swore that he could see a little bit of smoke coming out of your ears.

"That goddamn horse is gonna die," you seethed, your chest rising and falling from your angry inhales and exhales. "Step out of the way, Grace."

Jason shook his head, a calming smile on his lips as he moved his hands to your hair, picking out the hay before resting on your flaming cheeks, flushed with annoyance. "Breathe with me."

"I gotta give that stupid piece of shit what it deserves —"

"I know, I know, but you gotta breathe with me first, okay?"

"But —"

"Breathe. In..." He took a deep breath in, sending you a pointed look when you didn't follow. His scolding glance made you mutter some colorful words under your breath before following along with him.

"Out..."

You exhaled with him. You could feel your anger boil down, and Jason saw and felt your shoulders let out the tension in it.

"In..." you closed your eyes.

"Out..."

You opened them once you sensed that Jason was done. "How are you feeling?" He asked you.

"Better. Still a little annoyed, but I'm better."

"Remember what we said?"

You glared a little at Jason, before sighing and looking away. "I shouldn't act on my anger unless necessary."

"And was it necessary now?"

"No..."

Jason's smile grew, putting his palm under your chin to make you look at him so he could give you a small peck on your lips. "You look like you haven't slept. How about you rest in your cabin for the day, let the rest of us handle the monsters and the bird crap on the deck?"

You shrugged, acting like you didn't really care, an act that didn't convince Jason, judging from the way you leaned into his touch. "Sure, whatever. As long as someone else makes sure that damned horse is gone by the time I'm awake." You casted a heated glare at Arion behind you. The horse simply snorted, bending down to eat the hay that you were trying to get him to eat instead of your shirt moments before.

Jason nodded, his blonde hair swaying slightly with the movement. "Deal. Let's get some food in your system before you head to bed, okay?"

"Fine."

You let Jason lead you out of the stables and into the dining room, where everyone was.

The silence that followed your arrival was awkward and tense, like they were still waiting for some aftershock of your anger.

They finally breathed when you and Jason squeezed into a chair and Jason gave you food that you ate in silence, a pensive expression on your face as your eyes were focused only on the food in front of you, paying no mind to the stares of your fellow demigods."

"How do you do it?" Leo sighed, launching his helicopter, which flew out of the room. "Even back at camp, not even her siblings could contain her. That takes skill, man."

Your half sister Clarisse, despite being known for her issues with controlling her anger, could hardly restrain you when someone decided to tick you off.

Jason shrugged, staring lovingly at you, his girlfriend, cheeks slightly puffed from the food you were chewing. "I don't know man. I just do it."

But deep down, Jason knew the truth. You would never calm down unless you let yourself be calmed down by someone you completely trusted.

Being able to make you see through your anger was not a skill Jason had, it was simply the one of the perks of being your boyfriend, and the one person you trusted more than yourself.

And Jason would rather jump into Tartarus than let anyone else have the privilege that you entrusted to him.

#anger was very necessary i woulda punched that horse so quick #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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ALL DA LADIES LUV YN!!

✸ pairing: jason grace x fem!athena!reader smau

✸ notes: im shamelessly addicted to social media aus & haven’t seen a SINGLE one for my boy…lets change that

…now playing: full machine — gracie abrams

yn.ln: nru…expect my therapy bills for those exams (ft. the world’s worst study buddy)

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seaweed.brain: aren’t athena kids supposed to be…smart?

╰┈➤ yn.ln: @wise.girl COME GET HIM, HE’S OUT AGAIN

╰┈➤ wise.girl: PERCEUS

╰┈➤ seaweed.brain: AINT NO WAY—

j.grace: everyone see that? that’s MY gf who made a 100 on the advanced calc exam. MY GIRLFRIEND 🗣️‼️

╰┈➤ piedpiper: simp in capital red letters

╰┈➤ j.grace: loud and proud

j.grace: don’t hate on my studying skills, that was at like 2 am 😒

╰┈➤ yn.ln: it was NINE PM???

╰┈➤ j.grace: it most certainly WAS NOT

╰┈➤ yn.ln: do not take that tone with me.

╰┈➤ j.grace: yes ma’am, i’m sorry

teamleo_: who’s the cutie in slide 3? 🤭😏

╰┈➤ yn.ln: the book’s called the hunger games, thanks for asking! 🫶

╰┈➤ j.grace: @yn.ln IS IT BULLY YOUR BOYFRIEND DAY???

hazzzelnut: WAY TO GO BABE, SO PROUD OF YOU

╰┈➤ yn.ln: hazel ilysm my precious sweet darling angel 🫶🩷😚

piedpiper: ignore that blondie, she snuck out to see me once he was asleep 🥱😝

╰┈➤ yn.ln: shhhhh pipes, they’re not supposed to know

╰┈➤ wise.girl: PIPER HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME???

╰┈➤ seaweed.brain: I BEG YOU FINEST FUCKING PARDON???

…now playing: steal my girl — one direction

j.grace: smart girl appreciation post!!! 🤍 (piper mclean dni)

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teamleo_: gods bless yn for dealing with that blue eyed stare…she’s the strongest soldier ✊

╰┈➤ yn.ln: i try 😔

yn.ln: I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU MY SWEET BOY 🩷

╰┈➤ j.grace: I LOVE YOU MORE PRETTY GIRL <3

piedpiper: giggling bc he doesn’t know that HE’S the side piece @yn.ln

╰┈➤ yn.ln: what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him

╰┈➤ j.grace: i will take this post DOWN

╰┈➤ yn.ln: nuh uh

seaweed.brain: okay, but annabeth can recite more digits of pi than yn 🤷‍♂️

╰┈➤ yn.ln: why are you such a hater

╰┈➤ wise.girl: and how many can YOU recite, percy, hm? 🤨

╰┈➤ yn.ln: GET HIS ASS ANNIE 🗣️🗣️

reyna_ara: i’ll always jump at the chance to look at some pictures of yn 🤭

╰┈➤ yn.ln: reyna ily

╰┈➤ j.grace: i’m blocking everyone but yn, leo, and like, my sister

╰┈➤ thaliyuh: do not think for a SECOND that i don’t also think you’re gf is hot (one chance, yn 🙏)

╰┈➤ j.grace: get out. all of you.

yn.ln: “all da ladies love leo!” no. all the ladies love yn, and their bfs want to be me 💪

╰┈➤ j.grace: i’m deleting this app.

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@ seaweed.brain gag. me. with. a. spoon.

beth saw this & is on her way 😚

🏃💨

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@ j.grace. um. forever?? 🤭

well that’s the plan, isn’t it?

you know it, sweetheart

#JASON SMAU WHATTTTTT #we love we love we love #omg a steal my girl??? #their song their song their songgg ! #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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Idk if requests are open, but if they are. Can I request a Piper x daughter of poseidon! Reader and it's an enemies to lovers

“ it’s not my fault ”

piper mclean x daughter of poseidon 💋

piper found herself enemies with the daughter of poseidon, but she doesn’t know if that’s all she felt about her

⚠️language (ps i was watching mean girls when i started writing this if u can’t tell by the title)

⋅˚₊‧ ♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅

on the argo ii (no jaspiper!)

“I was about to sit there,” Piper commented, crossing her arms.

Y/N looked up at her with her head tilting to the side, “that’s funny, because I think I’m sitting here.”

Piper furrowed her brows, “I know that, but you literally saw me about to sit there and sat there anyway.”

“Sucks.”

“You bit-”

“Piper,” Jason interrupted, “there’s a seat over here.”

Piper huffed, glaring at y/n before walking away. Y/N smiled to herself as she won their, at this point, hourly argument. Everyone stayed awkwardly silent as the two shot scowls at the other. No one had been able to quite pinpoint why the girls hated each other so much. In fact, the two weren’t even 100% sure why they hated each other. It started with y/n making a comment about Aphrodite’s children being stuck up, and even though Piper agreed, she couldn’t say why the statement coming from the daughter of Poseidon hurt so much.

“Can you two get along for five minutes?” Annabeth quietly complained that afternoon after the 100th fight that day.

“It’s not my fault, she just gets on my nerves,” y/n answered as she sat on the floor of Annabeth’s room, “being around her just makes me itch.”

“That’s not her fault either.”

“It is, though,” she hid her head in her knees, “she’s just like- ugh!”

The door swung open to reveal Percy, “because that makes more sense, y/n/n?”

“You could hear us?” his sister whispered.

“Magic ship, not magic walls,” he joked as he made himself comfortable on his girlfriend’s bed.

Y/N looked back up at Annabeth, “you don’t think Piper could hear us too?”

“She’s in Leo's room so I doubt it,” Percy added.

She let out a breath of relief at the statement. She knows I hate her, why would it matter if she heard me talk about it.

Late that night, the thought still pounded at her mind. Why would she care? She wouldn't even care if Piper fell off the ship. But the thought of Piper thinking she genuinely hated being in her presence? Made her stomach turn.

She sighed, turning over in her bed. She had been lying there for at least two hours, just staring up into the darkness. She finally decided to get up and walk down to the dining room. She sat down in the same seat as earlier with a glass of water in her hands. She wasn't even drinking it, she was just staring into the glass, trying to gather her thoughts.

“Oh,” she heard squeaked from the doorway. She looked up to find the girl who had been consuming her thoughts.

She stayed silent, turning her shoulder to her. She heard Piper groan and walk past her to grab an oreo. She glanced up at the girl as she sat across from her at the table.

They made quick eye contact, inviting the daughter of Aphrodite to speak, “I’d go to my room, but I don't want crumbs in my bed.”

“I don't care,” y/n shrugged, rolling her eyes.

Piper bit into her cookie, feeling a slight heat in her cheeks. She looked away from the other girl and just wanted to disappear. They both stayed quiet for several moments until Piper could not take it anymore.

“I know you hate me, y/n.”

She couldn't quite explain what happened to her heart at that moment. It was like it had been shot with an arrow and she was just left to bleed out right there in her chair.

“I don't care that you hate me,” she continued, “you could at least not be a cunt about it.”

Y/N urgently looked up at her, “what did you just call me?”

Piper stood up, throwing the rest of her cookie in the trash. She began walking out of the room before y/n stood in front of her to block the door.

“What did you just call me, Piper?”

“A cunt,” she answered, “that’s exactly how you're acting.” She tried to push past y/n but she didn't budge.

“You cannot be serious,” y/n felt her body tense as she tightened her grip on the door, “you're the one who always starts fights with me.”

“You're the one who provokes it,” Piper got closer to her, too close, “like today at breakfast, or yesterday when you tried to take my dagger-”

“Borrow.”

“Whatever,” she groaned, “you have been nothing but awful to me the entire time we’ve known each other.”

“It’s your fault!”

Piper exasperatedly laughed, “how exactly?”

“You act like you're better than everyone-”

“I do not!”

“You do!” she hollered, “you act like you're different than your siblings, but you're just as self indulgent, only in a different font!” She took a second to breathe before continuing, “and you're always around, like right now, why are we the only one awake at two in the morning.”

“Why don't you tell me, y/n/n?”

“Don't call me that,” she defended.

“You're the one always talking about me,” y/n felt tears in her eyes as she realized Piper did hear her. “I mean, my gods, it's not my fault you're like in love with me!”

Y/N’s entire world collapsed, she was sure time even stopped moving. She finally realized why she felt off every time she saw her. Her breath stopped, “what?”

“What?”

“You’re right.”

Piper’s eyes widened, “what?”

She bit her lip, “I’m in love with you,” she mumbled.

“What?”

“Will you stop saying what!” As she looked up, she finally saw Piper’s gaze soften. She exhaled deeply, “I really like you- and I think that's why I hate you so much.”

Piper smiled, “really?”

“Oh gods, I shouldn't have said that-” she was cut off by pink lips interlocking with hers. She immediately sank into the feeling, her hands traveling up to hold Piper’s jaw.

They both giggled as they separated, “oh my gods,” Piper muttered.

“Oh my gods?” A deeper voice came from the hall. They both turned to find Percy standing in shock, “what-”

“Percy,” y/n blurted, “we were, uhm, talking and then, uhm,” she turned to look at Piper, who was trying to hold in a laugh. “I’m going to bed,” y/n mumbled, rushing off to her room.

“Me too,” the daughter of Aphrodite added, following behind her.

Percy stood still in shock as the girls ran off with their laughter echoing.

As they reached y/n’s room, she turned to look at Piper, “goodnight,” she smiled and began to turn the doorknob.

“Wait,” Piper spoke up, grabbing her hand.

“Hm?” Y/N sounded before their lips met again, this time for longer. Her fingers roamed through the soft tresses of the other girl’s hair.

Piper pulled away first this time, breathing heavily, “night,” she grinned before walking off to her room.

Y/N entered her own room and crashed into the comfort of her bed. Her mind no longer ached at the thoughts that intruded, but now welcomed the images of Piper that found their way into her brain. Eventually, into her dreams.

#i love my girl piper sm #js two sea girlies aaa #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

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hiii!! could you do jock!clarisse x nerd!aphroditie!reader pls :))) and like clarisse bullies her but at the end they somehow become friends or like in love idk but if you can’t that’s okay! tyyy xxx!

YOU’RE MINE|| CLARISSE LA RUE

Warning: Horribly written make-out at the end (I apologize in advance), Cussing

Summary: You have to tutor your enemy and overtime she get’s jealous when you tutor someone else.

DNI IF YOURE OVER 19 DIOR IS A MINOR PEOPLE!!!

Nova Speaks: I don’t know how to feel about this but I hope you like it! The ending is kind of rushed and request are still open!

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You didn’t consider yourself to be a nerd if you were being honest. You just didn’t want to fail all your classes and not get anywhere in life so you sucked it up and got your work done even if you really didn’t want too and because of that perfect attitude your teacher was making you tutor your mortal enemy.

Clarisse La Rue. Star quarterback with a big ego and even bigger muscles. The whole school loved her except for you. At first you had no hard feelings for the girl but when she tripped you in the hallway in front of everyone it was embarrassing as hell especially because she just laughed with her dumb crew and told you to watch where you were going.

Ever since that day you just stayed clear of the girl, it’s not like you guys were friends so there was no point in crossing paths with her.

But here you are sitting in your room waiting for the demon who haunted your thoughts everyday to come to your house so you could help her to her essay. If she didn’t get at least a C+ on it she was going to be forced to sit out of the game this weekend and even though you hated to admit it your school needed her.

You strictly told her to be at your house at 5:30 and not to be late but to no surprise she was. You were even considerate because football practice ends at 4:20 and you did the nice thing and let her go home and shower before showing up and she had the audacity to be late. You could’ve been binge watching your favorite show and making up dumb scenarios in your head.

Sighing heavily, you walked downstairs towards the kitchen to grab a snack out of the pantry. Your eyes moved back and forth as you browed through the delicious snacks that you had, trying to decide on what you wanted to eat.

The sound of the doorbell got your attention and you fought the urge to roll your eyes when you glanced at the clock on the microwave. It was almost six’o’clock and now she decides to show up. Walking over to the door slowly you opened it to reveal the one and only Clarisse La Rue in a pair of gray sweats and a blue crop top that hugged her arms just right, showing off all the muscle she had while her long bouncy curly hair was bulled back into a ponytail.

“Are you going to let me in or keep gawking at me?” She asked in a husky voice with a smirk on her face.

Your cheeks immediately went warm at her calling you out as you hurriedly stepped to the side to let her in. Closing the door behind her you made sure to lock the door before turning around, watching her look around your home.

“Nice place.” She nodded looking at you over her shoulder and you gave her a tight lipped smile.

“Thanks.” You nodded awkwardly not really knowing what to say, clearing your throat you asked. “Do you want a snack or something?”

Clarisse turned her body around to look at you and she not so secretly looked you up and down with a big cocky smirk forming on her face making you blush even harder than before.

“Yeah, I do actually.” She winked causing all the air to leave your lungs making you choke on air as she laughed loudly at your reaction.

“You’re disgusting.” You finally managed to choke out trying to act unaffected but you both knew you were making her smirk even wider.

“You’re the one that offered.”

“I meant food!”

“Sure you did, princess.”

——

“Writing an essay isn’t that hard if you have a good topic.” You began to explain as you sat beside her on the couch in your living room, scrolling through your laptop as she did the same on her own.

“But all these topics are boring.” Clarisse groaned lowly, throwing her head back with a huff. You leaned closer to her and looked at the list of prompts that your teacher gave your class to pick through and she wasn’t wrong the prompts were boring so you just did yours based off of your favorite hobby and why it wouldn’t be beneficial to teach at school.

“How about you do one about football?” You offered your assistance and Clarisse glanced at you.

“But it isn’t on the list.” She stated the obvious and you let out a light laugh making her confused.

“As long as you did the essay she shouldn’t be complaining. Most kids didn’t even do it.” You shrugged carelessly.

As long as the work is done and submitted your teacher shouldn’t have any complaints and if she did she can write the essay for Clarisse.

The quarterback looked at you with a look of disbelief on her face. She thought you did everything by the rules and didn’t take the easy way out of things but she could see she was indeed wrong about you.

“And here I thought you were a goody to shoes.” She cooed and you rolled your eyes but smiled at her.

“Just write something football related down as your prompt.” You nudged her jokingly and she did what she was told without putting up a fight.

Eventually she decided on why football was a great sport for high schoolers and to your surprise she had a lot of great ideas to support her argument. That’s when you realized Clarisse wasn’t dumb like you thought at first (not that you would ever tell her that) but that if it didn’t interest her, she couldn’t bring herself to do it if it was boring. So you made a mental reminder to speak to her teachers about adding football into their subjects because that’s what seemed to be what Clarisse was most passionate about.

If Clarisse was being honest she was pretty grateful for you. She’s been given tutors before and they all left her after the first session due to her not being interested in what they were saying but with you it was different. You actually listened and explained things in a way she could actually understand it without making her feel like she was stupid so that’s how you and Clarisse found yourselves meeting up every Friday afternoon at your place to work on school work together and if you were being honest sometimes you guys didn’t even do work, you talked and got to know each other better.

You learned her dad was a prick who left her and her mother when she was just a baby and because of his abandonment she had really bad anger issues which is why she joined the football team so she could get out all that pent up anger.

She learned that your mother was also a single mother who worked a lot of night shifts because she was a doctor so it was mostly you around the house and you tired to spend time with your mom as much as you could with her busy schedule.

You honestly thought helping her would’ve been a pain in the ass and that she wouldn’t do anything to entire time but it was the other way around. You were so focused on hating her for that one incident you didn’t realize how fun she was as a person and a great friend. Clarisse would be the one focused on getting her work done while you spoke about anything that came to mind and instead of judging you she just listened and added in her own comments here and there.

Due to your study sessions she stopped taunting you at school and to your surprise she actually comes up and talk to you in front of everyone. You just figured she would keep your friendship a secret from everyone so you wouldn’t ruin her reputation but you were wrong.

Her fan club that she gained over the year immediately despised you because they spent all their time trying to get her attention and you somehow managed to get it right away but the two of you didn’t care as long as you had each other to go to whenever you had a problem.

A friendship blossomed and everything was going great until you were asked to tutor another student. A girl named Amira who recently moved to town and she was a little behind and when your teacher saw how Clarisse’s D turned into A+ she immediately assigned you as Amira’s tutor and Clarisse hated it.

You were her tutor first so she doesn’t know why this random girl was trying to take all your attention away from her. At first she was fine with it as you found still hung out every friday but apparently Amira needed so much help that you had to cancel your usual friday hangouts to help Amira some more and that’s what sent Clarisse over the edge. She always looked forward to the end of the week because you were all her’s, all of your attention was on her and now it was gone and on someone else so she began playing her heart out on field and during practice, imagining all of the guys she tackled was Amira and her annoyingly high pitched voice.

Clarisse swore up and down that Amira begged you to tutor her on Friday nights just to get under her skin because when she asked you once and you agreed she looked at Clarisse and had the audacity to smirk and if Clarisse was being honest she was offended, who the hell does this girl think she is taking her girl like that.

You were quick to notice the change in Clarisse’s behavior when she started to become bitter and rude to you and if you were being honest it hurt.

Overtime you caught yourself getting feelings for the girl and you were honestly thinking she felt the same with how close the two of you became and how she would call you sweetheart or baby or when she simply just flirted with you but now you weren’t so sure. So you decided to ask your mom for advice Saturday night.

“-Now she’s being all snappy and mean.” You finished explaining everything to your mother as she got ready for her shift.

“Maybe she likes you.” Your mom said and you couldn’t help but scoff. Clarisse has never taken an interest in anyone and you were a fool to think she would like you.

“Trust me, she doesn’t.” You sighed sadly, bummed out about the situation. Clarisse was your best friend and it was killing you she was being a bitch.

Your mom walked over to you and sat a hand on your shoulder and gently made you look up at her. She smiled sweetly at you and leaned down to kiss your forehead with a dramatic kissing noise making you laugh.

“If you really want to know, you’re going to have to ask her, Sweetie. She’s the only one that has the answers you’re looking for.”

You silently let her words sink into your brain and nodded firmly. She was right, the only one who could give you an answer was Clarisse and you were determined to get one.

“You’re right, mama, thank you.” You hugged her tightly before kissing her goodbye as she grabbed her keys and left. Pulling your phone out of your pocket you sent Clarisse a very dramatic message saying that it was an emergency and that you were hurt.

You knew it was wrong to lie like that but it was the only way you could think of to get her to show up and to get here quickly and you were right because literally five minutes later you heard the familiar sound of her car pulling into your drive way and heavy knocks pounding on your front door. You opened the door and Clarisse immediately rushed past you, ranting and asking if you were ok.

“Are you hurt? Do I need to call your mom? The cops? Wait…do I have to call CPS-” Clarisse rambled and you looked at her like she just turned into a child.

“Clarisse,” You said sternly immediately getting her to shut up. “I’m fine.”

Clarisse paused and her concerned look immediately changed into a look of anger. “Princess, you don’t send a fucking message like that.”

Normally the nickname would’ve made you blush and act like a lovesick fool but instead you scoffed and crossed your arms, leaning your back against the door. “Well I wouldn’t have to if you weren’t ignoring me.”

You noticed her expression soften a little bit before it was immediately covered by her normal scowl that she gave everyone that wasn’t you, your mother and her’s.

“You don’t need me remember? You have Amira.” Clarisse said her name with a bitter tone and you looked at her confused.

“What the hell does Amira have to do with you ignoring me?” You huffed, puffing your lips out and Clarisse eyes immediately locked on them before they snapped back to your face.

“She’s your new best friend isn’t she?” Clarisse snapped and you looked at her in confusion before it suddenly clicked.

She was jealous, jealous of you and Amira spending so much time together that there wasn’t any left for her. It all made so much sense now, whenever you and Clarisse were talking at school and Amira came up to you guys you would always feel Clarisse stiffen up or the way she would mock Amira under her breath.

“You’re jealous.” You laughed with a smile forming on your face and once those words escaped your mouth Clarisse looked at you like you just smacked her across the face.

She was the Clarisse La Rue, she didn’t get jealous especially when it came to dumb blonde’s who tried her hardest to get you to hangout with her. She had guys and girls dropping at her feet everyday there was no reason for her to be jealous of any girl that tried to get close to you but she couldn’t stop the weird feeling in her stomach whenever she thought of you and Amira being in the library by yourselves or the thought of kissing you like she found herself wanting to do ever since she tripped you in the hallway.

The more she thought about you and Amira doing the things she wanted to do with you made her mad but you were too busy to notice because you were still laughing. Marching over to you Clarisse pinned you against the door with a glare on her face immediately making your laughing fit come to a stop and she smiled.

“What’s wrong, Princess? Cat got your tongue?” She taunted, smirking at the stunned look on your face. Her eyes scanned yours before she nervously licked her lips as she brought her face closer to yours to the point you could feel her breath on your face.

“Clari-”

She cut you off by smashing her lips onto yours in a hungry kiss. Her hands trailing down to squeeze your hips tightly, pulling you closer to her. Your hands slowly made their way into her thick curls and pulled causing her to groan into your mouth.

Clarisse was the first one to pull away but not for long as she began trailing kisses down your neck, sucking at a certain spot causing a small moan to escape your mouth. She bit down harshly on your neck, sucking on the same spot, leaving a dark and very noticeable hickey on the side of your neck. You threw your head back as small groans left your mouth as she continued to leave hickeys.

Clarisse smirked to herself as she imagined Amira’s reaction but it only made her leave more hickeys on your neck. After a while she pulled away and placed a soft kiss on your lips and immediately you kissed back only pulling away when you needed air.

“You’re mine.” Clarisse mumbled looking into your eyes before kissing you again and without hesitation you kissed her back.

#shit im hers 🧎‍♀️ #ONE CHANCE. JUST ONE. #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.

[nnothingneww]

poseidon!reader submerging herself in the lake for hours at a time after luke’s betrayal. the whole camp knows she’s there, but the only way to keep her from panicking is to be underwater. so they let her, knowing it’s better than seeing percy’s devastated face at not being able to cheer her up while she shakes with sobs so violent it feels like the ground is erupting around her.

the silence underwater is peaceful. the gushing of the water drowns out the negative thoughts. she can forget he’s not there because no one is there. no one can hurt her anymore when she’s folded into the arms of her father.

#literally sobbing omg #THAT LAST LINE I CANT DO THIS ANYMORE #broken n shattered rn #bells' recs 𐙚๋࣭⭑⋅˚♡.