#Apollo imagine

[captainwinterrsoldierr]

Together Again

Trials of Apollo, Apollo x Fem!reader

Synopsis: Reader reunites with Apollo after he turns into a god again

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Y/n sat and stared absentmindedly by the river at camp half blood. Her knees were pulled to her chest and she had a clear look of distress on her face.

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“How long does it take for him to transform back into a god,” She asked worriedly to Artemis as she held Lester’s unconscious body. The beautiful goddess crunched her eyebrows, too afraid to tell her the truth.

“A few weeks, maybe a month,” Artemis sighed. “Maybe even a few years. One time it took 500 years for him to wake up again.”

You sat there in disbelief. 500 years? If that were to happen you’d never see him again. Hell. Even 75 years you would never see him again. You were a demigod. You lived a normal human lifespan. Your lip quivered as your hand brushed through Lester’s hair. Your eyes glossed over, your vision turned blurry. One single tear drop fell.

“So there’s a possibility I could never see him again?” You asked.

Artemis knelt down and her silver eyes pierced into yours, “I’m afraid so, and I do apologize for having to cut this short, but he needs to rest at the palace so he can possibly return sooner.” Her hand rested on your shoulder.

You nodded slowly and sadly. You bent down and placed small, meaningful kiss onto his forehead. “I love you Apollo.”

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The memory burned through your thoughts. Oh how she missed her dorky soulmate. Everyday was filled with her staring at the sky, hoping to see a sun chariot fly down with a sun kissed god. Everyone at camp knew to not bother you about camp duties or war games. You were just so numb inside. Deep down you knew the day would come that he would turn back into a god. But both of you avoided the conversation to spare yourself of the pain.

You sat at the creek for a few hours in silence. The sounds of nature helped you. She looked one more time up at the sky and frowned. Nothing Yet. She got up and worked her way back to camp.

You heard a lot of noise as you passed the training fields. What was going on? Suddenly you saw Kayla running up to you breathless.

“Hey hey y/n!!! You need to come! Like now!!.” She said grabbing your hand. You two ran to the cabins. Demigods were huddled and surrounding something in the middle of the cabins. Kayla grinned, winked at you and ran off .

Whatever was in the middle of the demigods pushed their way through.

Her heart stopped. Time froze. Tall. Gorgeous. Bronze. His sun kissed hair waved around his perfectly sculpted face. His beautiful blue eyes were brighter than the sky. His arms chiseled and so perfect. His golden chiton wrapped amazingly around his body.

He smiled so warmingly at you, “Hello my Dear Sunshine.”

You ran and threw your self at Apollo. Your legs wrapped around his waist. Your hands wrapped around his head. You felt him instantly lift you, his arms under neath you.

“It’s you,” She breathed. Tears instantly formed. “I thought I was never going to see you again.”

You pulled back to see him grinning ear to ear. “You can never get rid of me darling.” Without even thinking you kissed him. Your hands cradled his face. And he kissed back lovingly. You continue to pepper his face with kisses. He laughed and set you down, still holding you close. You noticed all the campers had dispersed.

“I’m so happy to see you again,” You whispered.

“Oh my sweet love, you’re the greatest thing to have blessed me as my time as Lester. If I know what true love is, it’s because of you,” Apollo said. You can sense the utter admiration and love radiating off of him like.

“You are my radiant sunshine and I’m forever yours.” He leaned in kissing you again. You sighed into the kiss. Your heart pounding again. As Lester or Apollo or one and the same, you knew you’ll forever love him just in the same.

#trials of apollo #apollo x reader #Apollo #lester papadopoulos #Apollo fanfic #Apollo imagine #Artemis #pjo hoo toa

[mountjude]

hi, if u still take fanfic requests can a ask for Lester from toa with an s/o (gender neutral or female) who is a daughter of Thalia, muse of comedy? Thank you!!

apollo with a child of thalia

@ofapollo @thedefinitivearticle

when you first met him

most likely at camp

ur joking around with meg and making her laugh

along with a bunch of his kids

and apollo comes over to see what the fuss is about

as soon as he sees you, he's literally starstruck

hes never been so flabbergasted in his very very long life

he definitely embarrasses himself

but in a cute way <3

he offers to shake your hand

its probably gross and clammy

"ohmygodsmyhandsaredisgusting"

you definitely find him amusing

most likely you made a little joke about him being nervous

he didn't know whether to be upset or laugh along

(he for sure laughed)

he tries to make you laugh alot

alot of his attempts only get a little smile

you really laugh though when he isn't trying

he was upset he couldn't even make you giggle when he accidentally stepped in a bucket and toppled over and down a hill

only then did you fall over laughing

he just stared at you, until he started laughing too

you held a hand out to help him up

he grabbed it and pulled you down with him

now both of you were on the grass laughing so hard your stomach hurt

"i think I mistook you lester, you a natural comedian!"

"im glad you think so"

this was the real beginning of you relationship

he made a fool himself just to see your smile

but he soon got worried you only thought of him as a clumsy fool

when this happened he pushed himself away from you

when a child of his told you what was up you realized how fucked this waa

"he thinks you just like him bc he makes a fool of himself!"

"oooooh. shit"

you found him under a tree with his head in between his knees

"heeeey, lester!"

he looked up with an annoyed look on his face

"okay, so nows not the time for jokes I see. "

you sat down in front of him and held his clammy hands

even when he's pissed at you, he's still nervous around you

"listen lester, I didnt mean to fuck up this bad. I just thought we were playing around. but I see now that what I did was pretty shitty. I mean I knew you were doing it to make me laugh!"

he looked mortified, he thought he was so slick

"and I laughed along because I wanted to be around you! not because you were being dumb but because I really wanted to be around you! I didnt think you were making a fool of yourself, I just thought you were doing it to be close to me" you let go of his hands

it was quiet for a few minutes

"im in love with you, deeply, incredibly, majorly in love with you, y/n"

"okay this makes this whole thing alot easier"

under that little tree you shared your first kiss!

his kids were support of your relationship

they loved fuckin around with you too

"y/n and lester, sitting under a tree, k-i-s-s-i-ng!"

"SHUT UP!"

lester definitely still made a fool of himself, unintentionally

he was more openly flirty too

you could come out of your cabin with tangled hair, in pajamas, and sweaty and he would still think your the most beautiful thing he's ever seen

"well aren't you just radiant today, my love!"

"lester, I look like shit"

hes kind of nervous about his clammy hands

but he stills loves grabbing you hand from out of nowhere

he'll come up behind you and grab your hand !

"hand me that swo- FUCK - oh hi baby!"

hes in love with you

#toa #trials of apollo #jude stfu #lester papadopoulos imagine #lester papadopoulos #lester papadopoulos x reader #toa apollo #apollo x reader #apollo imagine

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

Image from Unsplash

Prompt 32 out of the kiss prompt list: to wake up

Pairing: Apollo x Hyacinthus

Themes : Soft

Warnings : Kissing | Mentions of prior sexual activity 

Summary: Duty calls, and yet Apollo doesn’t want to leave Hyacinthus while he sleeps.

Minors DNI | 18+ |  Rules and tag form here.  

It was wintertime in Sparta. The air was cold, and the land lay shrouded in darkness. 

But not for long. Pigeons flapped their wings noisily and cooed in nearby olive trees. My gaze went out to the window, to the sunrise. I lay awake and watched brilliant flashes of gold and yellow and orange and red spread over the horizon. The clouds were tinged with a glorious shade of pink. Helios was in a splendid mood this morning.

Hyacinthus stirred and mumbled in his sleep. Sometime during the night, one of us kicked off the pelts while we slept. I pulled Hyacinthus closer when he shivered, my eyes wandering over a body now limned with faint light. It bore the signs of last night—the things we did, all of what we did. I yearned to stay longer and lose myself in his flesh again, and again, but I could already hear father summoning me.

I could not just leave, not while Hyacinthus slept. I pressed my lips over those that were soft and tasted sweet, like new honey. My fingers brushed against his cheek. Hyacinthus stirred again, his mouth slowly opening under mine.  

tags: @peggy-sue-reads-a-book​ 

#prompts #hyacinthus #apollo #apollo and hyacinthus #greek pantheon #greek gods #apollo imagine #hyacinthus imagine #writeblr #💫whimsy's shenanigans #💫a world of whimsy writes

[thecinnamonr0ll]

Why is NICO considered the 'crazy, insane' son of Hades? he was born in the1930s to a rich family, HE IS GOING TO HAVE MANNERS.

Will 'i went to tartaraus in my cargo shorts' fucking solace on the other hand, for one, he was raised in TEXAS with a country singer mom on the road, he's probably been to ATLEAST 20 different bars, that guy should Is deranged.

change my mind, i dare you

#have i just read several funny fanfics with deranged will? #yes #nico di angelo #will solace #pjo #hoo #riordanverse #pjo hoo toa #imagine this scence guys: #Nico: *sitting calmly at the apollo table watching Will while sighing dreamily* #and then wills just #Will: *Fighting kayla and Austin for fun or screaming at the ares cabin for getting injured (again)* #(the ares cabin is just cowering in a corner)

[its-hai-time]

HI WHAT WOULD THERAPY BE LIKE FOR APOLLO JUSTICE

DOES HE TELL THEM ABOUT THE MAGIC BRACELET. DOES HE TELL THEM THAT HE'S A HUMAN LIE DETECTOR AND THAT IT'S KINDA REALLY FUCKING WITH HIS RELATIONSHIPS BECAUSE IN EVERY INTERACTION APOLLO IS AWARE OF THE CHANCE THEY MAY LIE TO HIS FACE

HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THAT TO A MEDICAL PROFESSIONAL

#ace attorney #apollo justice #I am a firm believer that Apollo Justice does not have the health insurance to support therapy but IMAGINE

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Illuminated.

Pairing: Yandere!Apollo x Reader (Greek Mythology).

Word Count: 1.0k.

TW: Stalking, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, No Specified Gender For The Reader But They Are A Hunter Of Artemis, and Implied Kidnapping.

[Commissioned Piece. Donate To Palestinians In Gaza Here.]

“You, my love, are the poet’s demise.”

You stiffened at the sound of his melodic voice, shrinking into yourself before thinking better of taking on such a mouse-like posture and straightening. Still, you failed to stop yourself from crossing your arms over your chest, pulling your knees up and hoping beyond hope that the silvery water would be enough to hide your form from his unfaltering stare. You thought it’d be safer to bathe at night, apart from your sisters, when the softened moonlight protected you from his burning gaze, but you’d been naïve to think that any hour could be late enough to spare you haven. During the day, you lived under the burning gaze of his blazing chariot, busied yourself with shooting down hawks and ravens carrying gifts in their beaks, and at night, he had no burdens to keep him from closing the distance between you using less... ancillary methods.

“I’m afraid you must be mistaken, my lord.” You forced yourself to laugh, glancing over your shoulder. Sure enough, Apollo stood on the river’s opposing bank, his tanned skin nearly radiant in the darkness. If the sight of him hadn’t brought you such dread, you might’ve thought him beautiful. “As of late, my aim’s been so poor that I can hardly call myself a stag’s demise, let alone a man’s.”

You were quick to look away from him, but you could still hear his gentle hum, picture the way his lips would lilt upward as he shook his head. “I’m afraid it’s deathly true,” he went on, taking a step forward. The water rushed to part as he stepped where it had once been, and in turn, you scrambled for the robes you’d left on the shore, barely managing to pull the ashen cloth around yourself before Apollo came to stand in front of you, his light quickly doing away with what little protection the shadows offered. It was only after you were haphazardly dressed that you considered it might be considered an affront to hide any part of yourself from divinity, but the worry was quickly forgotten. It was only natural to want to create yet another barrier between you and him. Even insects knew to run from their betters. “For even the most talented bard would struggle beyond words to describe your beauty. They could be chained to their desk for an eternity, study under the Muses’ own tutelage, and still be unable to write a single line.”

He held out a hand to you, but you pretended not to realize he meant for you to take it. “You’re far too kind. If you have a message for Lady Artemis, there’s no need to bribe me with such—”

“My love,” he cut in, his smile unwavering. “If I had any desire to speak to my sister, your help would not be necessary.”

“A prophecy concerning our next hunt, then? If there’s something we mustn’t do, I ought to get the Huntmaster, she’ll—”

“My love.” You felt your throat tighten, your mouth go dry. “Although your voice is sweeter than honey and lovelier than birdsong, I’ll admit – I do find myself rather irritated when it’s used to employ such thinly veiled excuses. Any more, and I might think it better to encase your tongue in gold. At least, then, I might have something charming to admire while you lie to me.” His fingers grazed over your jaw as he moved to cup your cheek. It was not a gesture you had the luxury of ignoring. “You know why I have come here.”

Oh, how you wished you’d gone with your sisters.

“I… I can’t, my lord.” Unlike his, your voice was perfectly capable of trembling, of shaking, of plummeting into the sort of jarring, unsteady downward inflections that would’ve been the death of any proper storyteller. “My vows are to Lady Artemis, and—” It was your turn to smile, now, to lilt your head to the side apologetically. “—she’d never forgive me if I broke them. Especially with you.”

For the first time, his good humor seemed to ebb, giving way to not anger, but a melancholy sort of disappointment. “I suppose you’re right,” he relented, his golden glow dimming ever so slightly. Suddenly, it did not hurt quite so unbearably to look at him. “It’s a terrible thing. Me and my sister never did learn to share.”

Relief nearly managed to overshadow your revulsion. “I really am sorry. My desire is not to insult you, but—”

This time, when he interrupted you, it was not with a teasing remark, a nectar-dipped pet name, the vague implication of an affection he expected you to return. Rather, there was a sudden brightness in his golden eyes, a sharpened point to his smile, and then, his lips were pressed into yours. The kiss was shallow, but lingering, and when you tried to draw back, the hand on your cheek kept you firmly in place – his hold not crushing, but steadfast, resolute. His unoccupied arm wrapped around your waist, his hand finding its place at the small of your back as he sapped the last of the breath from your lungs. It was only when your palms pressed into his chest, your blunt nails burrowing into his bare skin in a silent plea for air, that he pulled back. Panting and flushed, you made a desperate effort to pull away, to escape back to your encampment, back to your sisters, back to your goddess, but he only cooed, his bowstring calloused fingertips fanning over your cheek.

“Such a terrible thing,” he muttered, and you considered, briefly, that you might’ve been the first mortal to realize just how wretched his voice truly was.

“How fortunate it is, then, that you’ve caught the attention of such a selfish admirer.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere greek gods #yandere greek mythology #yandere apollo #apollo x reader #yanderecore #yancore

[theprinceofdarknesssquad]

Nico: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Percy: Several traffic violations. Jason: Three counts of resisting arrest. Leo: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Frank: Also, that’s not our car.

#pjo #nico di angelo #percy jackson #hoo #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #jason grace #toa #solangelo #trials of apollo #frank zhang #leo mcshizzle bad boy supreme #leo valdez #i can imagine the guys doing that #someone write a fanfic about this!! #incorrect quotes generator #pjo incorrect quotes

[californianedgeworth]

everyday they get closer to figuring it out on their own

#aa #ace attorney #aj spoilers #apollo justice #athena cykes #trucy wright #phoenix wright #wright anything agency #i imagine in the last panel athena is putting it all together #my artstuff #comic

[chiicakee]

dawwwgggg look at my lawyerrrrr

#me.png #ace attorney fanart #aa4 #apollo justice #klavier gavin #ema skye #kay faraday #meme redraw #what else am i supposed to tag this with #bestie and i were crying laughing at this pic imagining klav doing this in the middle of court #“accidentally” drops his files on the floor and “accidentally” gives apollo a glimpse of his ass #didnt feel like coloring him but edgeworth is in the back there coming to reprimand him #ace attorney #ajaa #pwaa #klapollo #i suppose

[kayit-z]

Happy Valentine's day :)♡

Drawing solangelo torturing cupid for valentine's day my tradition now, ideas for the next years are welcomed.

<- 2023 version

#jason took the photo #will solace #nico di angelo #pjo #solangelo #cupid pjo #percy jackson #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #the sun and the star #how they got cupid on that wheel? #idk its up to your imagination

[keerysfreckles]

I saw you asked for luke requests so basically here i am😭😭

Luke x daughter of Apollo reader, who is just so unbelievably sweet and sunny and awesome and Luke who is genuinely head over heels for this girl he’s barely even talked to. Perhaps Annabeth utilizing forced proximity??

daylight — luke castellan

pairing: luke castellan x apollo fem!reader

warnings: use of y/n and she/her pronouns, kissing, percabeth!!!

a/n: did i steal the jackie x cole kiss from my life with the walter boys as reader and lukes kiss..? .......no...

masterlist !

꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱

y/n wasn't sure what attracted her to luke castellan. maybe it was his charm, especially how charming he was when she first arrived to camp. maybe it was his looks. y/n always thought luke was way better looking than his siblings (don't let him find that out). or was it how she always felt giddy around him? she never felt this way around other campers, so what made luke so special?

the apollo girl was trying to figure it out on the way to breakfast, when a pair of hands clapped down on her shoulders. it brought her out of her trance.

the culprit was the hermes boy she couldn't get out of her head. luke castellan. along with annabeth beside him. y/n was confused once percy wasn't there. wherever annabeth went, percy followed.

"you've been so lost in thought recently, you okay?" y/n could tell luke was sincere while asking.

she only shrugs, "just have a lot on my mind i guess," she sends a smile to the pair before rejoining her own siblings at the apollo table.

annabeth simply shrugs towards luke, who's clearly just as confused by y/n's actions.

all throughout breakfast, luke couldn't keep his gaze away from y/n. her thoughts from earlier must have vanished. luke watched as she smiled brightly with her siblings. a smile that could light up the whole room, luke thought.

as cliche as it sounds, the way the sun was rising shined against y/n's hair perfectly. it was as if there was a halo surrounding her, securing the fact that she embodied sunlight.

when campers talked to y/n, they always left with a smile. luke was a victim to that as well.

as annabeth was walking back to her own table, with her second round of breakfast on her plate, she caught lule staring at y/n.

annabeth leaned down to luke, and the action made the boy jump, only making annabeth laugh. "and we're dreamily looking at y/n why?"

"damn annabeth, why don't you just restart my heart while you're at it."

"you didn't answer my question."

"i doubt i have a chance with her," luke sighs.

"you mean as in a relationship?"

luke nods, and annabeth sits beside him, not caring about the table rules in this very moment.

"why do you think she may not like you back?" annabeth questions.

"do you see her?" annabeth nods, choosing to ignore luke's grand hand gestures towards you. "she's the literal sun. everything about her is so pure, and positive, and perfect. what would she even like about me?"

"well, have you talked to her about this?"

luke looked at annabeth as if she had three heads and each one had smoke blowing out of it's ears.

"why on earth would i tell her? do i want to be made fun of by the most breath-taking girl at camp?" he said it if it were obvious.

without a word, annabeth left. this only confused luke. annabeth always had to have the last word in the conversation. luke knew she was planning something. he just wasn't sure what.

—

"why would there be a dolphin in the library of your cabin?"

to say y/n was beyond confused would be an understatement.

less than five minutes ago, annabeth informed her of a rabid dolphin placed in the middle of her library in athena cabin. y/n couldn't even get a thought out before annabeth started dragging her out of her own cabin.

"probably percy's idea. i don't know i haven't asked him yet." annabeth was still dragging y/n by her wrist.

"why don't you ask your little boyfriend about it and not me?" y/n offers. she sees annabeth become flustered as her grip loosens only for a moment, before the two girls end up outside the library door of athena cabin.

y/n pointed to the closed door, "and what exactly do you think i'm going to be able to do about a rabid dolphin?"

"you'll know," annabeth simply states, before pushing y/n inside quite aggressively. y/n hears the door lock.

"did you get the deranged raccoon story too?"

y/n turns to see luke looking through some of the books. she soon realized annabeth's little plan she had going on.

"no, not raccoons," y/n laughs, "a rabid dolphin actually."

"at least yours seems cooler," luke jokes.

y/n leans back against a wall and crosses her arms, already hating the slight awkward tension of the room.

"why would annabeth even trap us in here together? we barely know each other."

luke shrugs, "maybe that's what she wanted. for us to get to know each other better."

"i'm sorry, but doesn't annabeth, daughter of athena, goddess of wisdom, have something better to do with her time than trap two camp counselors in her library?"

luke couldn't help but laugh at the girl's response. she did have a point.

simply with the desk lamp light glowing towards y/n, luke still thought she looked like a human version of the sun.

"you're staring."

luke didn't even realize a few minutes have passed.

y/n only giggles at his flushed appearance, and walks over to stand beside him at the desk. a few books are opened. probably from annabeth doing more research about gods-knows-what. luke was now turned towards the books, and he felt y/n lean her chin upon his shoulder.

"do i make you nervous castellan?" she teases, jokingly at first. until she realizes he just tensed up at her phrase.

she slaps his upper arm, "oh my gods, i do make you nervous!" she exclaims.

luke rolls his eyes, "yeah, yeah, rub it in."

"am i dreaming right now? or does the luke castellan get nervous around me? and not some aphrodite camper?"

"aphordite's daughters have nothing on you," luke doesn't dare to make eye contact with the girl, but he's well aware of her staring. "you're literally a walking ray of sunshine. what can't i like about you?"

y/n involuntarily blushes at the compliment. she then places her chin back on luke's shoulder. finally, the taller boy looks at her. he swore he saw golden flakes dancing around her pupils.

there was a sudden change in atmosphere. neither of them could pin point why, but they weren't opposed to it.

"when i first got to camp, you made me nervous," y/n admits.

luke's eyebrows raise, "really?"

she simply nods, "the cool guy hermes camper wanted to talk to me more than his own brothers? of course you made me nervous."

both of them laugh at y/n's words, knowing they're nothing but true.

"why didn't you tell me before?" y/n asks, referring to luke's confession moments ago.

"i was worried you'd find it odd. and maybe you wouldn't want to talk to me, it's dumb i know," luke cuts himself off from his own rambling.

"it's definitely not odd," y/n reassures, "it's kinda cute, like you."

luke wasn't sure if he heard that last part right. maybe he just imagined it in his head, as something he wanted to hear. but he turned his head to face y/n. he was met with her staring back up at him, with worry filling her eyes as he didn't respond back.

"i like you luke, probably a lot more than i should," y/n moves her body away from luke's as she begins to walk towards the other side of the library.

however before she can even walk three steps away from the boy, his hand grabs at her wrist, halting her moments.

silence fills the room. not an uncomfortable one, but a steady silence.

luke pulls at y/n's wrist, making her hand collide with his chest. because of their height difference, now y/n had to look up at him. she gulped quietly, scared of what luke was going to say, or do to her.

the next event only confused y/n more.

luke leaned down and kissed y/n on the lips. she closed her eyes and savored the short but sweet feeling. in fact, it was too short for her liking. she broke her arm away from luke's grasp and he thought he was done for right then and there when she grabbed the back of his neck to bring his lips to hers again.

this time the kiss was much more passionate. months or maybe years of pent up emotions spilling out into it.

the two were too caught up in the moment as a muffled voice from behind the door became louder, and the door opened with the same voice following.

"do you really have a dolphin- OH MY GODS,"

y/n and luke turn to see percy standing in the doorway, with annabeth running up behind him.

"i tried to tell him," annabeth defended. "come on seaweed brain, let them have their moment."

"right sorry," percy then closed the door, before opening it again, "leave enough space for jesus between you two. i mean it!"

#shelbi writes #keerysfreckles #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x fem reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x y/n #luke castellan x fem!reader #luke castellan x apollo!reader #luke castellan x apollo reader #luke castellan pjo #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan fic #luke castellan fanfic #pjo #pjo tv show #pjo show #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo tv

[captainwinterrsoldierr]

Ok I had a super super busy week so I wasn’t able to post any Fics but I will post something tonight or tomorrow!!🫶🏽

#jason grace headcanon #jason grace imagine #apollo imagine

[sunflowergraves]

#solangelo #tsats #will solace #nico di angelo #i imagine nico having this face everytime he calls will this #honestly its even funnier when you remember that the apollo cabin has night lights

[refundwhereappliccable]

HERE COMES JUSTICE!!!!!

Achtung baby!!!!!!!! (Hope i spelled it right)

#i was feeling impossibly silly and wanted to try a more limited colour pallete #these are screenshots of like. ms pain or somerhing idk. this was made in ibis paint #art #ace attorney #aa #klavier gavin #apollo justice #klapollo #maybe??? #theyre being silly together (imagine) #my art

[fawnindawn]

for a moment, can i hold you? (luke castellan x fem! apollo reader)

series masterlist - everything in between (every part can be read as a stand-alone!)

summary: After your return from a failed quest, Luke is intense with his attention and anything but his usual self as he looks after you and your healing injuries, and you come to realise your absence has changed him drastically. When he asks you to make a promise, you don’t realise just how much he is asking for.

content: luke is overprotective and clingy, caretaker luke, soft luke, pining, paranoid luke, kronos tries to manipulate luke, hint of manipulative! luke, fluff, kissing

a/n: this chapter was redone so many times but at long last. the delicate sprinkle of kronos slowly pulling the strings in luke's mind because he can't bare to lose the only person he can't live without was an enjoyable process to write.

pairing: luke castellan x fem! apollo reader

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His hands traced over the outline of the scars on your back, unbeknownst to you as you laid asleep beside him, wrapped in his blanket from your hips downward. Your face was serene, and he felt his heartbeat calm down watching you breath in and out, painless and at peace.

Kronos was growing more invasive every night, something Luke had not expected now that you had returned to camp alive. If anything, your presence had heightened this need in him to protect you and not let you out of his sight, his mind still taunting him endlessly with dark images of your limp body in his arms, your pulse barely beating under his fingers.

Regardless of how much you’ve tried to convince him it wasn't his fault that he wasn't there to stop these scars from happening, that he wasn't there to save you and you had to make the journey back to camp all on your own, he didn't believe it. That he couldn't have done more to protect you.

The titan that crept in his nightmares fed on his fears eagerly, and he would fall asleep to dreams so tangible, vivid recreations of your lifeless face, always being just out of reach of saving you before something gets to you first. He would wake covered in cold sweat and shattered pieces of his heart as his hands immediately goes to find you, heaving a shaky breath at the sight of you still asleep beside him. He pulled you close to his chest, crying silent tears as he repeated to himself that you were safe. Alive and warm. Beating life in your pulse as his fingers wrap around your wrist.

'I can help you save the girl.' The titan had crooned before, watching over Luke in his dreams as he cradled your lifeless body with indescribable mourning, choking on his sobs as he muttered your name, broken and haunted. 'There will be a new world that shall dawn on us, and no half-blood shall face the consequences of their mortality, and you will never have to see her suffer again.'

Luke watched you now, admiring your features as his hands wrapped around your waist, slowly pulling you closer in an effort to not wake you. Pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, he felt his heart thump at the soft crinkle of your nose at his touch but your eyes remained closed, unaware of the adoration that was bestowed on you.

"I'm going to keep you safe." He promised softly, because failing once had already costed him nearly everything and he wasn't going to let anything happen to you again. Even if it meant betraying everything he knew, the belief that he could create a world, one you would live in without having to worry about death constantly at your doorstep was worth everything he was going to sacrifice.

Minutes go by in silence, the most quiet and peaceful it had been for him in weeks. If it wasn't the chaos that came with trying to control a cabin filled to the brim with his siblings or those who were unclaimed, the noise would come from within in his own mind, filled with dark murmurs that stirred his paranoia into a mixture of anger and bitter hate. Now, it was none of that. Only the sound of your breathing, which he had been focusing on as of late whenever he was trying to sleep.

His eyes caught you stir, turning to rest your head deeper into the pillow, and his heart rate quickened watching you blink open your eyes, struggling in your effort not to fall back asleep again. You yawned, opening your eyes to meet his, and he caught the momentary confusion that one always faced when just waking up before your eyes crinkled at the corners as you smiled at him in recognition.

"Hi there." You muttered, and he swore he never loved you more, just watching you exist in the small corner of his cabin he had snuck you into, only because he couldn't bare to sleep without you after you returned half-dead.

If any of his siblings suspected the soft footsteps way past curfew, avoiding stepping on others as the two shuffled their way to his mattress in the dim moonlight, none commented on it in the day where there would be the mysterious tousled sheets and an empty dip beside Luke, even if everyone knows he never uses a blanket.

Luke found it impossible to sleep without you. If he couldn't feel your heartbeat near his, his mind would overthink and before he knew it, a panic attack would be on the edge of his mental state, only soothed once he had you in his sights again, alive and breathing.

"Go back to sleep, sunshine." He whispered, eyes on you as you shuffled around so you could be closer to him, resting on his shoulder and allowing him to inhale the vanilla body shampoo you liked to use. He automatically accustomed to your touch, shifting his shoulder so you could rest more comfortably, his chin resting on top of your head.

"No, I want to stay awake with you." You mumbled, pressed to his side and enjoying his cool skin as compared to the warmth of yours. "Why are you still up?"

He hesitated, unsure of whether to reveal to you about his recent dreams, or of his deal with Kronos. He didn't want to stress you on his dilemmas when you were still on the brink of recovery, even if his heart demanded him to tell the truth. Despite being the son of a god who was known for thievery, equipping his children with the ability to slip lies as easy as breathing, he had never hidden anything from you. Lies and deceit now tasted bitter in his mouth from the frequent use, and he wanted to confide in you and let his guard down for once.

"I've been having nightmares." He spoke, a half-truth he had settled for.

You looked up at him then, noses only a few inches apart, concern visible through your half-lidded gaze. "Again? What was it about?"

You. He wanted to say. Always you. He tried to push the thought away and come up with some flimsy excuse, because he couldn't tell you that. Not without making you feel guilt over something you had no control over. If anything, your father was to blame. Had he not sent you on a useless quest that put you in high risks of being exposed to creatures out to kill half-bloods, you wouldn't have been put in such a life-threatening situation. He had almost lost you.

Some days, that simple thought was enough to make him go mad.

He tried to quiet down the anger that threatened to arise, focusing on you instead as his hand went to push a stray strand of hair behind your ear, eyes flicking over your features. "Don't worry, sunshine. It's nothing I can't get over by the morning."

Lies, a nasty habit of his. He knew you could sense it too with the way you frowned at his response. Your fierce eyes met his own hesitant gaze, and it was like you could see right through him. Then again, you always could.

"It was about me, wasn't it?" You asked, hitting right on the spot of his worries.

He remained silent, and upon realising you were waiting for his confirmation, he sighed. "Sometimes I wish you wouldn't know me so well."

"Then I wouldn't be your other half, would I?" You responded with a solemn smile. "What happened?"

His mind flashed back to the gory images of his self-made torture in subconscious. "I never get to save you." He started explaining. "I'd always be too late, or I wouldn't be able to find you but I would hear your voice screaming for me. I'd go crazy trying to get to you but every time I finally reach you, it's too-"

He cut himself off, feeling the corner of his eyes burning as he tried to swallow past the uncomfortable feeling in his throat. He blinked back his tears, and he tried to avoid your gaze. "I'm afraid it'll come true." He muttered. "That something will happen to you again and despite everything I try to do, it won't be enough."

"Luke." You tried, but he was already in another world, distant eyes so tortured and guilty you feared he was drowning in his own self-doubt. You pushed yourself up, out of his hold and grabbed ahold of his face, forcing him to face you instead. "I'm not going anywhere."

He stilled at that, but he didn't seem to quite believe it.

"I promised, remember?" You reminded him, your fingers tracing the slight raise of his scar near his cheekbone, trying to get him to come back to you. "I'll be here till we're both nothing but bones and dust, and even then, I'll follow you anywhere you go. To the next life and the next."

"How are you so sure of that?" He asked, weak against your optimism, his own heart struggling to find the belief you seemed to have that everything would turn out alright.

"You think for one second I'd leave you alone in peace?" You scoffed. "You keep thinking I'll leave when you should be worried about the opposite. I'm not dying unless you're doing it with me, co-dependency and all."

He snorted at that, but the darkness in his eyes had not fully risen, his mind still stuck on a certain promise you'd accidentally uttered a few seconds ago, and he wouldn't rest till he figured out just how far you were willing to go in your promises.

He swallowed, trying to find his words as yours repeated in his mind. His hands went to rest on your hips, holding onto you and your gaze so intensely, like he believed you would really disappear if he took his eyes off of you. "You promise you'll follow me anywhere?"

"Yes." You answered with no hesitation and he let out a sigh, akin to relief over something that seemed to have been holding a dark cloud over him the past few weeks since your return.

"You promise." He stated more than asked, begging for a promise you didn't quite understand, not knowing your words had already been etched into a dark corner of his mind that you had no hope of pulling him out from.

Your brows furrowed as you wondered why he was so insistent, but if it meant soothing his worries, you'd do anything. "I promise." You muttered, sealing your fates together till the end of time.

His eyes wandered over your face in lovesick adoration, unsure of how he was so lucky to have met you. "I love you." He declared, and before you could say it back, he leaned in to kiss you, hands slipping under your shirt to rest his cold hands on your hot skin, which always leaned on the warmer side due to your father's influence, and you felt electric shocks at the sudden contrast as he pulled you back into bed, laying you on top of him as he kissed you in fervor.

"I love you." He repeated, tracing his lips down the outline of your jaw, making you shiver in the intensity in which he made his confession.

"I love you too." You finally made out, but it was less clearer than his as you struggled to focus against the heated feeling of his mouth on your neck and his hands on the outstretch of your back, still hidden under the fabric of your shirt.

He chuckled at that, the sound making your cheeks flush at how attractive he could be when he was this intense. "Trust me, sunshine. You don't know how crazy you've made me."

Your mind spun when he went back to trace his lips over your skin before slowly making his way back up to your lips, kissing you slowly and passionately, taking his time in making you squirm for breath. You should've noticed something was unusual in the way he acted, the red flags raised over his choice of wording and in his growing intensity the moment you promised you'd follow him anywhere.

It was Luke, you could trust him with anything. With your life. With your heart. You pushed back those thoughts, and you let yourself fall lost to the feeling of his lips on yours and his curls gripped through the gaps of your fingers.

At some point, you needed air more than the feeling of his lips on yours and you broke the kiss off to breathe, pushing at his chest when he tried to lean in for another kiss with that wicked grin of his.

"That's enough for tonight, pretty boy." You panted, and despite his disappointed pout, he relented and pulled you back into his chest, falling back into the mattress and grabbed for the blanket to lay it over your body so you wouldn't feel cold.

"Goodnight then, sunshine." He whispered affectionately, a particular softness in his tone that he always reserved for you with that adoring nickname he had initially started using to annoy you. Yet, somewhere along the blurry lines of getting to know one another, the mocking stereotype turned into something else entirely. Something more personal, the warmth of familiarity between the two of you.

You settled on his chest, tracing outlines of shapes on his shirt as your mind wandered towards a future of you and Luke, together. You had never really thought too far across the borders of camp, where monsters lingered in wait to devour half-bloods like the two of you. Yet, his words spun a record in you, playing imaginary situations of the two of you in a world where gods and monsters were the least of your worries and you had a normal life instead, with him.

"Wait." You spoke, causing him to stir, looking down at you.

"Yeah?" He murmured to signal he was still awake, waiting for you, always.

"Speaking of dreams.." You continued, hesitating to cross a border neither of you had really discussed on yet. Normal human life had always been taboo, only because the two of you understood the struggles you would have to go through to try and achieve even half the sense of normalcy normal people had. Yet, you couldn't help the curiousity over what Luke would want, if he wasn't a god's son. "If we ever get out of here one day, and hypothetically, we were to live a normal life.. outside of camp. What would yours be?"

He remained silent, and you wondered if you had stepped too far into a pitiful hope many half-bloods had given up on ages ago. Especially for Luke, who was one of the oldest surviving half-bloods in camp, with you not following too far behind.

"It's fine if you don't want to talk about it." You stepped back from the topic, but he shook his head.

"I've never really given it too much thought." He muttered, trying to imagine a life without a sword in his hands, no scar taking up half his face only to come up with a blank. It was all blank. His heart churned with frustration as he realised all the years of running and surviving made his personal advancements, like education and a normal teen life be placed on the backburner. He had no ambitions that could be considered normal for his age, no graduating college or getting a job.

His eyes moved from the wooden boards of the walls back to you, who waited patiently for his response. His thoughts of his own future were a dead-end but when he looked at you.. he could picture something. A dream further ahead in time outside of the confinements of camp. Being at your side while you explored new cities you've never been before, made the future seemed more doable.

He vaguely remembered you mentioning how you've never been to the Big Apple, having grown up in a state too far to see it. He could take you there, experience your awed joy and take it in for himself to keep. If a dream was meant to be something to keep him going, there was no way you wouldn't be in the equation.

Luke rested his palm on the nape of your neck, and placed a kiss on the top of your head. "Anywhere with you, honestly. I'm sure I could come up with a million things to do if we make it that far. And as long as I get to watch you achieve your dreams..."

"That's awfully cheesy of you." You teased, hoping he couldn't feel your heart racing through your ribcage.

"It's not cheesy. I'm being serious." He retorted, cheeks flushing slightly at your teasing.

"You know.. if I didn't meet you in camp, I could picture crossing paths with you in a café or something." You admitted.

"Oh really?"

"Mhm. You would be walking in with some of your cool friends after playing basketball, and you'd catch my eye." You continued. "I'd probably do something reckless, like ask for your number right off the bat because I would be scared of losing the chance of getting to know you."

"I'd give it to you in a heartbeat." Luke answered, a giddy smile slipping through over the thought of you approaching him so boldly. A counterfeit situation, a daydream only those who were foolish enough would partake in, but he was willing to dream if you wanted to.

"Then, we'd go on our first date around the city, and you'd show me your spots while I'd show you mine. We'd probably spend hours outside because neither of us wanted to leave."

Luke waited for you to continue, but you yawned halfway through your words and he huffed in amusement. "Go to sleep, sunshine. Your dreams won't run away anytime soon, I'll make sure of it."

You nodded, muttering a goodnight before closing your eyes, following the beat of the heart that belonged to a boy who owned yours, listening to the constant rhythm of life before slowly succumbing to sleep.

Luke traced over the outline of your spine, and his mind ticked over the possibilities of the future. He wasn't wrong, he was going to make sure your dreams would come true. Whatever you wanted, he would help you achieve it.

He could see it, the two of you going on dates like a pair of lovesick teenagers, then growing into adults and living past the well-known lifespan of a half-blood. To grow old, and to watch wrinkles catch in the crinkles of your eyes over a life well lived. He was going to make all that happen, but there was something he needed to do first.. and he could only hope you would forgive him for it.

You could never fathom how this night would change everything, kickstart the course of the next few years that would eventually bring you back to the promises you've made and the haunting of his own devotion.. to you.

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TOApril Day 11 - First Meeting

"Oh! Hello, tiny god. You're the new Olympian everyone's been talking about, aren't you? Nice to meet you."

I don't have many ideas for the next few prompts so I thought I'd catch up on some of the ones I missed instead! Here's Apollo and Helios for day 11 ✨

#i like to imagine that apollo still has some degree of premonition despite only being the patron of prophecies #so i bet that as soon as he met helios a voice in his head went 'this action will have consequences! 😄🦋' #trials of apollo #percy jackson #toa #pjo #apollo #lester papadopoulos #helios #toapril #toapril 2024 #my art #lonely thoughts