#disney hermes

[hrefna-the-raven]

Hot as Hades

Masterlist - Misc. masterlist

Chapters 1 - 2 - 3 - 4

Words: 2047

Chapter 5 - The party

"Olympus", you murmured, blinking several times, half-expecting to find yourself back in your own home, awakening from a dream.

However, you soon realized that this was not a figment of your imagination. The clouds beneath your feet felt both soft and stable as you cautiously took a few steps, constantly reminding yourself that the ground wouldn't give way beneath you. The atmosphere around you seemed different, pleasantly warm with a gentle breeze, and the light enveloping you resembled the soothing rays of sunshine on your skin. Your eyes scanned the surroundings as you made your way through the grand golden entrance, briefly pausing to acknowledge the small blue deity who greeted you with a mischievous wink behind his red-tinted sunglasses. Hades whispered sweet reassuring words to you, telling you to just be yourself as you kept on walking towards the gathering of the other gods. Amidst the whirlwind of thoughts racing through your mind, your gaze flitted from one divine figure to another, almost oblivious to Hades engaging in conversation with no other than Zeus himself. It wasn't until Hades' smug voice broke through the chaos that you were fully present once again.

"How sentimental. You know, I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat."

Given the overwhelming amount of first contacts with the entire Greek pantheon and the fact that you were thrown into this without a warning, it was only a matter of time before something inside you snapped and that moment was apparently now. You could, for mere seconds, feel the pressure inside your chest building up before it burst, all your thoughts washed away within an instant, leaving only the pure esssence of your very being, which was admittedly not the side you wanted to show to literal gods but here you were, having no choice and at this very exact moment in time, you stopped giving fucks. So, without any warning or possibility to react on your own, your body started laughing. Your hand searching Hades' as a warm wave of giggles and laughter bubbled out of you, your fingers gently intertwining with his. You playfully nuzzled your head against his arm, wearing a loving and amused smile in response to his joke. Every god on Mount Olympus watched you with curiosity as you were giggling away at the joke of that one god everyone agreed on is not funny. As soon as you realised that no one else joined in the laughter, you cleared your throat, tightened your grip on Hades' hand, and spoke almost in a whisper.

"So I guess it's more of a mosaic than an audience."

Zeus shot you a glance before slapping Hades' shoulder, leading him away from you.

"Brother, I have no clue how you managed to find that one but I'd keep her close if I were you, you won't find another one like that", the sound of his exaggerated laughter piercing through your skull in the most uncomfortable way despite the distance.

You knew all about Zeus from the stories being told and you met a lot of people worshipping him, he was THE god after all but from what you'd seen, something deep within you had already decided that he was definitely not making it on your good list. You couldn't exactly pinpoint yet why but you were sure you did not like Zeus and you were even more sure that you'd never let anyone know, just to be on the safe side. Without Hades by your side you suddenly felt a void within you, as if you were lost in the midst of the vibrant festivities. Anxious and restless, you found yourself nervously fidgeting with your hands, unsure of what to do until a smaller blue-skinned god flew towards you.

"Well hello, lovely little mortal", he greeted you, circling around you while peering at you through his red-tinted sunglasses, "are you enjoying our fabulous party? Say you and the old grumpy guy", he nodded towards Hades, "you know, I haven't seen this much love in a room since Narcissus discovered himself."

You offered a timid smile to the god, avoiding direct eye contact, uncertain of the appropriate response.

"Oh my, babe, excuse me, where are my manners", he exclaimed, feigning shock before swiftly reaching out to shake your hand, "I'm Hermes, nice meeting you, finally, we've heard so much about you."

With a sincere smile, Hermes then flew away. Just as you were about to utter a response, he returned to your side, presenting you with a goblet containing a mysterious red liquid.

"Isn't this...?", you began, unsure if it would be wise to vocalise the remainder of your sentence.

Hermes simply nodded, placing the goblet in your hands.

"But wouldn't this make me...?"

He slyly winked at you before glancing at Aphrodite, who stood beside Hephaestus, a mischievous smile playing on her lips as she observed your conversation with Hermes from the corner of her eye.

"I can't, I mean what about", your voice dropped to a whisper as you gestured toward Zeus, who currently had Hades locked in a tight embrace, clearly without the latter's approval. Hermes casually waved his hand, dismissing your concern, and drew you closer, his arm gently encircling your waist as he led you over to Aphrodite, urging you to take a sip.

"Sometimes not even the big guy manages to control everything and on other times he doesn't know when to make an exception and both moments eventually happen on the same occasion. Hey Aphrodite, honey, be a dear and take care of our little mortal while I go over to annoy his flaming grumpiness."

"So, Hades, you finally made it. How are things in the underworld? How are things with the mortal world?", Zeus asked, nudging the Lord of the Dead.

"Well, they're just fine. You know, a little dark, a little gloomy. And, as always, hey, full of dead people. What are you gonna do? As for the mortal, Zeusy, darling, dearest brother, I would actually have a tinsy tiny request. You know from god to god, from bro to bro."

Zeus instantly took a step backward, the cheerful expression on his face faltering, replaced by something grim.

"You know the rules", Zeus sighed, "you know I can't make an exception."

"But you made the rules!", Hades almost shouted, the flames on his head threatening to turn into a fiery orange.

"Hades no! And that will be my last answer! I understand your position  but the answer is no!"

"But-"

"No! The rules are for everyone. It's not like one could just change the fabric of reality and change it to whatever outcome one wishes for."

Hades mumbled a curse under his breath, carefully quiet so his brother wouldn't hear it while moving away when his steps halted at the sight of Hermes wrapping his arm around you.

"What in the undead is this?!", he growled, flames shifting to a fiery orange in an instant burst of anger.

He stomped towards you, his already barely existing sense of calm completely shattered for the remainder of the day. Taking a deep breath, he prepared himself to unleash his fury on that infuriating and insignificant excuse for a god, when suddenly, the same god turned and flew towards him.

"Hey H, darling, listen I just ha-"

Hades shoved him out of the way and, as he reached you, ignoring Aphrodite and Hephaestos, his slender fingers tightly gripped your wrist and he pulled you away from the party, not stopping until you both reached the gleaming golden gate.

"I'm sorry babe, this was a mistake. I don't understand why he can never gra-", Hades abruptly stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening as a sudden realisation struck him, "I need to head to the Underworld!"

"What? Why? I mean I'm not overly comfortable being here but if you want to stay, I have no pro-"

Hades hushed you by pressing his finger on your lips. The warmth of his skin on yours almost made you shiver, channeling all your mental strength to not let your thoughts drift away.

"Trust me, I'll explain everything somewhen, later maybe, okay? Right, well", he winked and turned around to address the other gods, "ok guys listen, I'd love to stay. But unlike you gods lounging about up here, I regretfully have a full-time job that you, by the way, so charitably bestowed on me, Zeus. So, can't. Love to, but can't. Bye bye."

As the Lord of the Underworld placed his hands around your waist, pulling you closer to leave, he Zeus interrupted.

"Aw, Hades, don't be such a stiff. Join the celebration. You haven't even heard the big announcement yet."

"As if I'd care", Hades muttered, rolling his eyes, before finally disappearing with you.

You found yourself standing in your own bedroom, Hades taking a few steps away from you before he vanished without uttering another word. Your hands trembled slightly as the events of tonight flooded through your mind. It was already strange enough to be courted by the Ruler of the Underworld but within a few nights from your first encounter, you met the whole pantheon, two gods basically made you immortal whereas the one god you loved suddenly brought you back and left without any real explanation. Were you truly immortal now? You felt no different than earlier this evening, besides all the excitement and stress cursing through your body. And what was up with Hades? Would he even know about the nectar? Was it his plan? Did he feel that you were becoming immortal? Did he now reject you at the sudden thought of having you forever? Sudden doubts were gnawing at your heart, even though he has given you no reason to feel this way. But he was a god, and despite the nectar, you probably still felt like a mortal in his eyes. Perhaps to him, you were nothing more than a temporary amusement, easily discarded after a short while. No no no, you refused to accept this. Frustrated, you let out a groan in an attempt to push these thoughts away.

There was something between you and the Lord of the Underworld, something words couldn't explain, a warm feeling engulfing both of you as soon as you were together and you could sense that he felt it too, despite his divine nature and immense power. The affection in his eyes always made itself known. Yet the lack of an explanation bothered you but, for now, you'd put your trust in him and tried to wait patiently for him to return to you. Closing your eyes, you let out a trembling sigh and focused on a single thought, repeating it like a heartfelt prayer. Please stay by my side, please...

Hades was in the middle of hammering detailed instructions into the presumably empty heads of Pain and Panic when your prayer reached him. His voice broke off, silence filling the room as the ache in his heart took over, the sadness in your plea piercing through it like thousand daggers. The guilt of leaving you like that was already eating at him but he couldn't reveal his plan to you, not yet, if Zeus would get the idea that you had been his accomplice you'd punished, cursed or worse. Hades shook his head, he would never allow to let anyone or anything harm you, now that he found you and especially after the Fates' prophecy, he'd do anything to keep you with him.

"Uh Lord Hades?", Pain cautiously asked, exchanging nervous looks with Panic who tried to hide behind him.

His gaze shot to the two imps, his hair flaring up with a hint of orange.

"What are you two still doing here?! You have your instructions so get out of my sight before I maim you!", he screamed.

Pain and Panic shrieked, crashing into each other before scurrying out of the room. Hades slumped on his throne, groaning in frustration as he massaged his temples. They would fuck it up but, unless like all the other times, he was actually counting on it for his plan to work out. This is doomed, the thought invaded his mind, this was doomed the moment love was involved...

Chapter 6

#disney hercules #disney #disney villains #disney hades #hot as hades #hades x you #hades x reader #disney x reader #disney x you #disney hermes #hermes #disney zeus #zeus #disney aphrodite #aphrodite #olympus

[matryoshkasami]

#disney hercules #hercules animated series #disney #hercules tv show #Disney hermes

[jesshq]

I made some scenes for my friend @an-indecisive-mess I drew some scenes from the chapters in her fanfic: Greek times for a future girl

Imma reblog this with part 2

Explaining the pictures:

#art trade / gift #disney hercules #disney hercules oc #disney hercules imps #disney hercules the animated series #disney pain and panic #disney hermes

[stormythalamus]

i hope the pjo show makes lmm hermes. not him playing hermes; he IS hermes.

percy: you’re hermes? wait aren’t you that guy who wrote hamilton

hermes: i made a bet with apollo bc he said i wouldn’t be able to write a musical better than him. i needed to prove my superiority. artemis gave us each a topic to write about.

percy: what was his show about?

hermes: spider-man.

percy: there’s a broadway show about spider-man??

hermes: exactly.

#i hope someone understands this #TURN OFF THE DARK REFERENCE??? #lin manuel miranda #hermes #percy jackson disney+ #percy pjo #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #pjo tv show #hamilton musical #broadway #spider-man turn off the dark

[moonlit-typewriter]

“With all due respect, which is none,”

- Percy Jackson, probably

#he’s daring the gods to fight him at every turn #he demands child support #plus interest #five foot nothing inches tall with a glare that made Ares look away #he’s mouthing off to everyone #except for his mom #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo fandom #pjo disney+ #pjo tv show #pjo #walker scobell #percy series #annabeth chase #annabeth pjo #poseidon pjo #ares pjo #hera pjo #hermes pjo #hephaestus pjo #sally jackson #i am impertinent #incorrect quotes #incorrect pjo quotes #percy jackson and the olympians

[madart9]

Hc that Hermes created the Lin Manuel persona as a joke but Hamilton was wildly successful so he just kept it up and Apollo is FURIOUS that a) he’s overstepped into his domain and b) he’s so damn GOOD at it (much to the chagrin of literally everyone)

It’s like the dam cow thing all over again, but this time instead of stealing fifty of his cows Hermes stole his bit.

#greek mythology #greek gods #greek tumblr #ancient greece #percy jackson fandom #percy pjo #pjo tv show #pjo fandom #pjo series #pjo #pjo spoilers #percy jackon and the olympians #percy and annabeth #percy jackson #hermes #apollo #lin manuel miranda #hamilton musical #pjo disney+

[waterisntreal]

Ok no Hermes saying “Do you know what that feels like? To be so close to someone you love, knowing neither of you has any choice but to keep hurting each other? I know you do” to Percy and then making him have a flashback to sitting in the back of a car in front what I’m assuming is a school looking sadder than a 10 year old has any right to be was absolutely CRIMINAL

#and then walker/percy hit us with that fucking jaw tremble #i’m literally dying #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo series #pjo tv show #pjo #pjo spoilers #pjo disney+ #pjo hermes #pjo ep 6

[battoad]

percy apologizing to luke MID DUEL after luke BETRAYED HIM?? BECAUSE HIS FATAL FLAW IS LOYALTY RICK WHEN I GET YOU-

#percy jackson #pjo #annabeth chase #percy jackson and the olympians #percabeth #luke castellan #nico di angelo #hermes #rick riordan #percy and annabeth #pjo tv spoilers #percy being loyal to luke #through everything #friendship to betrayal #pjo finale #pjo disney+ #percy series

[georgies-ftts]

Apollo theatre kids gonna be confused as fuck as to why their uncle is Alexander Hamilton

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #annabeth chase #grover underwood #percy jackson disney+ #pjo #pjo disney+ #nico di angelo #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo hermes #pjo cast #lin manuel miranda #pjo luke #luke castellan #percy pjo #pjo spoilers

[incorrect-riordanverse]

Luke: dad please love me. please take care of my mum and stop neglecting me because i’m a child and i need a functioning parent to look after me. i need someone there and—

Hermes: a-a-after the war i went back to new york

#imagine ur being neglected by lin manuel miranda #that is the man who gave u daddy issues #and i suddenly understand luke much more now #riordanverse #incorrect riordanverse #rick riordan #hoo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #pjo #luke castellan #hermes #lin manuel miranda #disney #1k #2k #3k #4k #5k #6k

[sapphoismymuse]

lin-manuel miranda was honestly an amazing choice to play hermes because hermes is literally everywhere. my man's statue is on buildings, his winged shoes are used as logos, the caduceus is used as a symbol everywhere. we drove past a random building the other day and a statue of hermes was just chilling on the top. and you know who else is literally everywhere?

lin-manuel fucking miranda.

#i really hope they make hamilton canon to the pjo universe #imagine percy grover and annabeth meet hermes at the casino or whatever #and they're just like “LIN-MANUEL MIRANDA?? YOU'RE HERMES???” #percy jackson show #percy jackson disney+ #percy jackson series #percy jackson #pjo #pjo series #pjo tv #pjo show #lin manuel miranda #hermes

[7s3ven]

UR MY LOVER. luke (pjo)

( master list )

IN WHICH… Camp Half-Blood has its very own band to entertain themselves. Most of the campers aren’t sure where they get their electricity for their instruments but one thing they are certain about is that the substitute lead singer and lead guitarist definitely have a thing for each other.

“Look in my eyes, they will tell you the truth. The girl in my story has always been you.”

A/N : Luke seems like he’d be in a band

Warning : sex references, some details differ from the og books, modern references

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Y/N has been lounging in the sun on her rickety front porch when something, or rather someone, blocked the rays of warmth. She groaned, lowering her sunglasses to get a better look at who was bothering her.

“What?” She grumbled to the mischievous son of Hermes, Luke. It’s not like she hated him, quite the opposite to be honest. His presence was a breath of fresh air in her stressful days at Camp Half-Blood. But she was sleep-deprived and in desperate need of a rest. Luke merely smiled down at her, unthreatened by her hostile tone.

“Hey, little bolt.” He uttered, crouching down beside her to almost match her height. Y/N rolled her eyes, pushing her glasses back up with her middle finger. “So as you know, Chiron is letting us form a band. The only problem is I have an electric guitar and, you know, it needs electricity. And there’s not enough ‘round here. Personally, I think we’re lucky to have a daughter of Zeus.”

Y/N scoffed. “No.” She quickly retorted, already guessing what he was going to ask her. “I won’t power your stupid performances.”

“What? Why would I ask that? I was going to ask you if you wanted a quicky backstage.” Luke sarcastically joked, his lips curving into a cheeky smirk. Y/N’s lips curled into an unamused sneer as she set her sharp gaze on the boy beside her. “Help me out this one time, babe.”

“Ew,” She furrowed her eyebrows in disgust, “Don’t call me that.”

“Come on, sweetheart. I ain’t gonna stop until you agree. I won’t ever ask for this favor again, pudding.” His nicknames were becoming increasingly worse and Y/N's ears were practically bleeding. Y/N cringed and covered her ears, desperately wanting to bang her head into a wall to drown his voice out. Her last thread was Luke calling her kitty.

“Okay!” She sat up, flinging her glasses at him. Luke effortlessly caught them, looking down at the intricate rims. He traced his fingers over the gems embedded in the sides. They shined in the light and small rainbows reflected off them. “Just stop calling me those horrid names!” She exclaimed, slapping his shoulder.

He grinned, “Deal. Practice is tonight, 8 pm sharp. Don’t be late.” He tossed Y/N’s glasses back at her and quickly stood up. “See ya, princess.”

Y/N wanted to hurl a rock at him for that stupid pet name but Luke was already running away, bellowing out a laugh as he tilted his head back in amusement. “I’m going to electrocute you, Luke! I hope your guitar backfires!” She screamed, earning another chuckle from Luke.

“Yo, guys.” He burst into his cabin, grinning at Chris and Charles who were positioned on his bed, lazily lying down. “Y/N’s in. Now we just need a lead singer. Charles, how’s convincing Silena going?”

Charles pressed his lips into a thin line. “You know she has stage fright.” He uttered, referring to his girlfriend, “Maybe if I mentioned that Y/N will be there then she’ll go? I think she has a girl crush on Y/N.” Charles let out a low chortle.

Everyone liked Y/N, apart from when she was deprived of sleep and grumpy. She was like a fire ready to flare up, stalking its way through the high grass.

“So, how did you convince Y/N? I heard from Annabeth that she was in a particularly bad mood today.” Chris uttered, chuckling. "Did you promise her sex or something?" Luke shrugged as Charles chucked a can of Sprite his way.

He pulled back the tab and the can opened with a pop and fizz. “Nah. A part of me wishes, though. I might get some if I did. But, I have my ways.” He retorted, grinning. “Band practice is at eight. Charles, do your best to get Silena on board because I can’t deal with Clarisse as lead singer.” Luke sighed, taking a huge gulp from his can. Chris chuckled while Charles silently nodded in agreement.

“She is rather hard to deal with.” Charles muttered, his voice almost a whisper in fear that Clarisse would overhear him.

Luke would have asked Y/N to be the band’s lead singer but he knew she wasn’t happy with having to power up his guitar. She’d rather jump in water than agree to sing and she hated water. It probably had something to do with the fact that she could create electricity with her bare hands.

Water and lightning never went well together.

Luke was buzzing with excitement as he jogged towards an abandoned cabin Chiron had agreed to let them use for practice. He opened the creaky door, surprised to see Y/N already sitting on a dusty couch.

“I already hate it here.” She said, turning to face him. He cracked a grin.

“Not enough sleep last night, huh?”

Y/N scoffed, shaking her head. “I barely got any. Some idiots were up all night, singing their hearts out to Olivia Rodrigo.” Luke was ashamed to admit that those idiots were him, Chris, and the Stoll brothers. “I mean, how much of a loser do you have to be to scream your heart out to jealousy?”

“I don’t know.” Luke shrugged, sitting next to her. Dust surrounded the air around him and he coughed, fanning it away with his hand. His actions made Y/N lightly chuckle. “Maybe they related to the lyrics. Unlike you, perfect girl.”

Y/N scoffed, rolling her eyes. “I’m not perfect. I’m far from it.” Luke quickly turned to face her, resting his arm on the back of the couch.

“How come? You’re pretty and smart and you’ve got Zeus as your dad. Come on, you hit the jackpot on that one.” Luke grinned and the corners of Y/N’s lips twitched.

“You think I’m perfect?” She asked, confused. She quietly laughed, giving Luke an almost judging stare. “I don’t even have my life together. How can I be perfect?”

“Most of us don’t have our lives together. Look at me, I’m well over sixteen now and I’m starting a band at camp because there’s nothing to do ‘round here. And I’m also sitting in a dodgy looking cabin with dust everywhere. But hey, at least I have a pretty girl with me.”

Y/N stared at Luke for a second before she huffed in amusement. “You’re a no-good flirt, Luke.” She playfully shoved him.

“You seem in a better mood.” He smiled, proud of himself.

“You had nothing to do with it, I can assure you.” She rolled her eyes and turned her head, spotting Chris, Silena, and Charles walking towards the cabin. “Looks like your band mates are here.” She uttered, sitting up.

“Hey man, what’s up!” Chris joyfully greeted Luke while Charles’ approach was more quiet. Silena smiled at Luke and waved at Y/N with a bright smile.

“Alright, so everybody’s here. We got Charles on drums, Chris as back up guitar, me as lead and sub vocals, and Silena as vocals.” Luke loudly clapped his hands as away to earn everybody’s attention.

“Does that make me your back-up generator then?” Y/N butted in.

“Yeah. Hold this, darling.” Luke handed her a cord that connected to his guitar and she begrudgingly took it.

“No more names.” She warned, sending a small current to shock Luke. He yelped, taken aback, all while Y/N smirked. She stayed true to her words to electrocute Luke if he ever annoyed her.

Y/N lay on the couch, clutching onto the cord and aimlessly staring at the ceiling. The sound of Charles’ loud drums and Silena’s soft voice merged with the loud ringing in Y/N’s ears. She kept her eyes fixed on a certain spot, completely dazed until Luke pressed a cold can to her face.

“We’re taking a break.” He said, offering her a drink. She arched an eyebrow.

“Why are you giving me one?” She questioned, sitting up and taking it away.

Luke shrugged. “I mean, you are powering up my guitar. You deserve a little thanks.”

Y/N merely stared at Luke before cracking open the can, taking a small sip. “I trust you haven’t drugged this?”

Luke lightly snorted. “I have no purpose to put coke in your drink.” He held out his hand, silently asking for sip. Y/N shoved the can into his arms.

“So, when did you get the idea of forming a band?” She questioned, tapping her foot against the wooden floor. She glanced at Luke who smiled, a strange wishful look in his gaze.

“I’ve always loved music.” He admitted, “And being a demigod, you don’t exactly have a lot of chances. I did play at one festival, though… and it was amazing. But then I got attacked by a monster.” Luke chuckled under his breath, shaking his head in amusement. “It was still the best moment of my life. And I want that kind of joy back.”

“I’m sure you’ll get it back. What’s it like playing the guitar?” She quirked an eyebrow, tilting her head to the side. Luke grinned, his tongue peeking out from between his teeth.

“Amazing. You wanna learn?”

Y/N rolled her eyes, “I can hardly hold a guitar correctly, let alone play it, Luke.”

“Come on, pretty. I’ll show ya.”

“I need two hands to play. But I also need to power up the guitar. How do you suppose that’ll work?”

“You’ll figure out a way. You always do.”

That’s how Y/N ended up holding the plug with Luke sitting almost directly behind her, guiding her hands. He smiled as Y/N struggled, her fingers never quite reaching the right chords.

A twig snapped and Chris walked into the cabin, wiping away sweat with the back of his hand. “Man, it is hot outside- Oh, sorry. Did I interrupt something?” Chris paused, staring the pair.

“No.” Y/N quickly answered. They practically jumped away from each other. She handed Luke his guitar, clearing her throat.

“I should get going.” She announced to nobody in particular. She briefly smiled at the two boys before spinning around on her heels, quickly walking away.

“Hey, pretty, wait!” Luke stood up in a hurry but Y/N was already out the door and walking past the tall trees.

Y/N rubbed her tired eyes as she waltzed out of her cabin, almost screaming when she saw Luke leaned up against the wall.

He grinned and greeted her, tipping an imaginary hat. “Hey, pretty. You up for charging my guitar today? I need to practice my riffs.”

Y/N thickly gulped, looking for any sign of Chris or Charles or even Silena, who she knew was busy with teaching kids archery. “… Alone?” She questioned after a long pause.

“Yeah. Does that bother you? I can practice another time.” Luke offered.

The warm sun bore down on Y/N as she stared at Luke. “No… it’s not a problem. When do you want to practice?”

Luke stood up straight, folding his arms over his chest. He grinned down at Y/N. “Right now if you’re free, pretty. But it looks like you just woke up. Bad sleep?”

“Hardly any at all. Again.” Y/N retorted, sour and harsh. She silently followed Luke to the cabin, raising her eyes in surprise when she saw the lack of dust. “You cleaned it?” She questioned, craning her head to get a better look.

“Yup. The dust was getting to my eyes.” Luke uttered. Y/N hummed in quiet approval.

“You’d make a good house husband. You can clean, you can charm your way through everything, and you can play guitar. What’s next? Cooking?”

Luke smugly smirked, “I’m actually great with a pan, pretty. I’ll make you cinnamon toast someday. Or do you prefer pancakes?”

“Food is food.” She shrugged. “So, how’s the guitar going?” She fiddled with the cord, “I always wanted to learn piano. I tried it a few times but it never stuck.”

“I think you’d look charming playing the piano, pretty.” He flirtatiously smiled, twirling a strand of Y/N’s H/C hair around his finger. Y/N stiffened, her cheeks practically glowing red.

“Are you going to practice or stare at me until we grow eighty?” Y/N muttered, leaning away from Luke.

“I think I’m going to continue staring.” He retorted, winking at her. Y/N looked away, lightly frowning.

“So, what songs are you going to sing?”

“Silena’s gonna be doing most of the vocal work but there’s one song I’ll be singing.”

Y/N raised an eyebrow, silently telling him to continue because as much as she tried to dislike being here with Luke, she was curious. Luke plucked at the guitar strings, humming out a quiet melody.

“Wait.” Y/N articulated, “You aren’t going to sing to me, right? I don’t want a Barbie moment.”

“Too bad.” Luke replied, already getting ready to sing. Y/N softly groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. She was expecting Luke’s voice to be like nails on a chalkboard, a horrible sound overall, but the lyrics slipped past his lips and Y/N found herself not entirely hating it.

“Are you seriously singing Elvis Presley?” She said over the sound of Luke’s voice and guitar. He merely grinned, nodding his head.

“Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? If I can't help falling in love with you?” Luke smiled, his gaze never faltering. He was staring straight at Y/N as he meticulously played complicated chords. She felt uncomfortable under his eyes and a part of her wanted to sink into the couch. “This is one of your favourite songs, is it not?” Luke asked as he continued strumming.

“How would you know that, Luke?”

“Trust me, pretty. I hear you singing with the Apollo kids. As grumpy as you are without sleep sometimes, you sure sound cheerful when you’re singing Elvis. Join in on the singing, won’t ya?”

“Like a river flows. Surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes. Some things are meant to be.” Luke swayed, waiting for Y/N to join. She begrudgingly did.

“Take my hand. Take my whole life, too. For I can't help…falling in love with you.” They sang in unison. Y/N’s eyes were focused straight ahead of her while Luke’s ran over her soft features and lips that had been tinted with lipstick.

“Like a river flows. Surely to the sea. Darling, so it goes. Some things are meant to be.”

Luke couldn’t stop the smile from spreading across his face as Y/N’s voice drowned out his own and he stopped singing. She was far too lost in the music to notice.

“Take my hand. Take my whole life, too. For I can't help falling in love with you.” Y/N turned back to Luke, faltering when she saw how he was staring at her. Like she was his whole world or like she had planted the beautiful stars in the sky.

“For I can't help… falling in love with you.” Luke sang the iconic last line, grinning. His face was much closer to Y/N’s than he anticipated, causing her to flinch. She didn’t shuffle away, though.

“Have I ever told you how pretty you look… pretty?” Luke chuckled at how his sentence and his nickname for Y/N clashed. The apples of her cheeks turned bright pink and she didn’t sneer at him this time. She only stared at him with eyes that were vulnerable lest Luke give her another compliment.

The door to the haughty shack slammed open, Charles entering. He spluttered in surprise when he saw Y/N and Luke. “Sorry… I can leave and come back… if you want…”

Y/N stood up, brushing the non-existent dust off her shirt. “It’s fine. I was just leaving.” She didn’t spare Luke another glance as she hurried out, flustered.

“Were you two about to kiss?” Charles questioned. Luke frustratingly groaned, holding his face in his head.

“I liked to think we were going to.”

Y/N stood in the side lines of the stage, holding Luke’s cord while staring at a clipboard she held in her other hand. It was the list of songs Luke had given her to keep her occupied.

i, Lovesick by Laufey - sung by Silena

ii, Venus by Regina Song - sung by Silena

iii, Can’t help falling in love by Elvis - sung by Luke

The second song fit the daughter of Aphrodite. Y/N glanced at the stage, her eyes immediately finding Luke. He was helping Charles set up his drums. Luke seemed to sense her eyes on him and he lifted his head, smirking.

Y/N quickly diverted her gaze as she heard Luke jog towards her. “Hey, pretty.” He greeted her, “Silena’s vocals can only take so much singing so are you good taking over the last song?”

“No.” Y/N answered but Luke didn’t hear her, or he chose to ignore her.

“Thanks, pretty. I owe you one. Love ya!” He ran off while Y/N mentally cursed at him. She angrily looked at the list, her eyes slightly softening when she saw the song.

iv, Lover (remix) by Taylor Swift + Shawn Mendes

It was one of her favourite songs. She could remember listening to it when she wasn’t aware of her demigod status, always wishing for a love as pure as Jack and Rose’s. Despite being swamped by complicated emotions, she was still a teenage girl secretly wishing for a teen romance like the books and movies and songs suggested.

The makeshift concert started with a short light show conducted by an Iris kid and that’s when the band finally stepped out. The demigod crowd cheered, clapping their hands. The Aphrodite girls were holding signs up for Silena and Luke quietly chuckled as his Hermes brothers yelled a little too loudly.

Silena’s voice was beautiful as she sang and Y/N found herself shrinking back. How could she compete with that? She didn’t even want to sing. She was fine sitting backstage with nothing but a clipboard to stare at.

At least Luke seemed to be enjoying himself and all the attention he was gaining from the girls. Y/N felt her chest tighten. It’s not like she had feelings for Luke… did she? In this moment, Y/N wanted nothing more than to be an Aphrodite kid because at least they could sense love.

Luke sang the melody to the Elvis Presley song with as much tenderness as he did in the cabin, occasionally glancing over at Y/N to see her mouthing the words.

“Pretty, you’re up.” Luke said as the band hurried back stage for a small break. He took the guitar cord from Y/N, plugging it into some sort of machine that she didn’t recognise. “Drink some water so you don’t get dehydrated. You know the words, don’t ya?”

Y/N could only nod, too confused to process everything at once. “What about your guitar?” She asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

“It’ll be fine. Don’t ya worry.” Luke ushered her up the steps onto the brightly lit stage. “Alright guys, we’re back. Did ya miss us? Of course you did. Anyway, Silena’s swamped so we’ve got Y/N singing. Don’t worry, folks, she has a great voice when she’s feeling nice.”

Luke cheekily grinned as he adjusted his headset microphone while Y/N glared at him.

“Anyway, this song will be a duet between me and Y/N. Last song for the night, hope you guys enjoy!”

The music started playing immediately, causing Y/N to stiffen. She locked eyes with Luke, who was standing a meter away from her, nodding his head to the beat.

“We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January. And this is our place, we make the rules.” She hesitatingly sang, earning a few hollers from the Apollo cabin. “And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear. Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?”

“Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever? And ah, take me out, and take me home. You're my, my, my, my…” The vivid image of Y/N and Luke singing together, their faces millimetres apart, haunted Y/N. She could feel her cheeks heat up as she glanced at Luke once more only to see that he was already smiling at her.

“Lover.” Luke mouthed as Y/N sang.

Luke tapped his foot, slowly playing his guitar. “We could light a bunch of candles and dance around the kitchen, baby. Pictures of when we were young would hang on the wall. We would sit on the stoop. I'll sing love songs to you when we're eighty.”

“See, I finally got you now, honey, I won't let you fall.” They lulled out in unison. “Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close? Forever and ever, ah. Take me out, and take me home. You're my, my, my, my lover.” Their voices blended together perfectly and the crowd found themselves swaying to the music, clearly noticing the romantic tension between Luke and Y/N.

“Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand. I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover.” Y/N nervously clasped her hands around her mic, her breath shuddering when Luke beamed at her.

“Look in my eyes, they will tell you the truth. The girl in my story has always been you.” Luke strummed the guitar cords as he walked towards Y/N, “I’d go down with the Titanic, it’s true. For you, lover.”

The music ended there, despite the song still having another chorus left. Y/N furrowed her eyebrows at Luke. “You had enough electricity this whole time?” She whispered away from the mic.

“Yeah. I just wanted to spend time with you, pretty. I like you, Y/N. More than I should admit because my fan girls will be a little upset.” Luke chuckled as he jogged off stage, Y/N following close behind.

“So I used my electricity for nothing? You could’ve just asked me to accompany you!” Y/N slapped his shoulder.

“Oh, come on, pretty. Be realistic. You wouldn’t have come if I merely asked. Even if I confessed to you then and there.”

“And what exactly do you like about me?”

“Everything, Y/N. The way your eyes shine when you read, the way you smile when you sing Elvis songs, and the way you have freckles that line up in a square, like constellations on your face. The truth is, you could break my heart into tiny little pieces and I’d still pick them up for you to hold. You like rainbows, don’t you?”

“Doesn’t everybody?”

“I adore you, Y/N. And it doesn’t matter that sometimes our worlds are coloured with different hues. Because when the colours bleed into each other, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. Apart from your face and soul, of course.”

“What if the colour turns out to be an ugly yellow?”

“You’re ruining the mood, pretty.”

Y/N clicked her tongue as she tilted forward, gingerly pressed a soft kiss to Luke’s lips. He gently gasped.

“Your mics is on, by the way.” She whispered, “Just thought you’d like to know.”

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[aesthetic-bbyg]

(Smut) Loser!Luke…

who thinks your just another camper. Just another girl, normal, albeit very pretty, but normal. You prance around camp with a kind smile, wave at those you know, even at him sometimes. Nothing that makes you too special that would distract Luke from his duties.

You’re just another camper.

Or so he thought, completely unaware of the truth. The innocent, pretty girl that resided in the Hermes cabin, yet to be claimed, had a dirty secret. He discovered it purely on accident, he was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. When he pushed the cabin door open that morning, discovering that you were missing from the daily head count, his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.

There you were, shirtless, a tight pair of low jeans stretched out as you bent over to collect the obnoxiously bright orange camp shirt that you’d discarded earlier in the night. The sound of the door being open made you immediately stand up straight, turning around as you gasped and covered your chest. Feigning a wide eyed look once you noticed who it was standing in the doorframe. Allowing a faux embarrassed look to paint your feature as he stuttered out an apology and shut the door.

Though he couldn’t get it out of his head, the sight of the black ink etched carefully on your lower back. A tramp stamp decorating your skin, half of it hidden under the jeans you wore, he wanted to slap himself for being so disgusting. The fact that it was the first thing he noticed because he was gawking at your bent over ass.

He had to collect himself. Who was he, the leader of the Hermes cabin, if he was over here, a flustering mess and potentially growing an uncomfortable bulge in his pants over what? A tattoo? He’s seen some of the campers his age with them, it’s not like it was a new thing. Perhaps it was the placement of the ink, the fact it was only visible to him through an intimate moment. He swallowed thickly, brushing a way the thoughts when he heard the door click open, slowly watching as you stepped out.

“I-I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to barge in on you like that—“ The boy mentally slapped himself for babbling like an idiot, he definitely knew that his cheeks were embarrassingly pink.

“It’s totally okay, Luke.” You giggled, a smirk playing on your lips as you patted his shoulder, letting it slide down his arm slowly. You’re voice so soft and gentle, yet antagonizing. You began walking towards the others of the Hermes cabin, your eyes staying connected to his until you were fully turned away.

He just watched your figure as you disappeared into the crowd, swallowing back once more as he felt his mouth dry up. You seemed so slick, unlike the image of you he’d built in his mind. You were a sweetie, a pitifully innocent new girl that was just barley getting the grip on this whole camp life within the first month of your arrival. And yet, that smirk, and the shirt? Did you purposefully cut it up so that it was more cropped.

When he’d finally found the strength to step forward, cautiously, almost like he was learning to walk again, he found you within the crowd. The bottom of the shirt looked to be messily torn up, some parts uneven, so you did cut it up. It did it’s job of revealing your midriff, just enough so he got a glance at a gleaming stone that pierced your belly button.

Gods.

You really weren’t like anything he’d imagined, but it only made his pants even more uncomfortable. Luke couldn’t hold it any longer. Desperately, he was covering himself shamefully as he scurried back to Hermes cabin like a deer running away at the sound of a twig snapping. He needed to relieve himself before he thought of presenting himself to the others.

It was humiliating , Luke thought to himself. Having to jerk off because you. The stupid image of you shirtless, bent over. What if he was standing behind you while you were in that same position? Bent over a bed, maybe? Him just pounding you from the back as he got full view of that tramp stamp that stained your skin. It made Luke moan like a pathetic loser, which he was was, but it didn’t make it any less humiliating.

It was all part of your devious planning. To get him this vulnerable, it only took one move and it was like dominos falling perfectly atop of each other. Just a singular sight you shirtless and it had the poor boy bucking into his fist. You would’ve loved to have an image to the noises you were hearing as you pressed your ear up against the cabin door. But of course, as you twisted the doorknob, the same creak that unveiled Luke’s presence earlier that morning, ultimately revealed you entering the cabin.

Luke immediately sat up, wide eyed and hurrying to cover himself with a blanket or pillow. It was a faint sense of deja vu, now the roles reversed. You shut the door, smirking softly as you approached the bed. The boy looked up at you like a innocent little thing that could do no wrong.

“Need a hand?”

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[purpleshadow-star]

Listen, Lin Manuel Miranda ate as Hermes. Anyone who disagrees is simply wrong. Idk what to tell you.

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[moonlit-typewriter]

The way that Percy looks at Annabeth when she admits to stealing Hermes keys 🥹

He’s so impressed. Not just because of her skills, but because she stole from one of the gods.

Annabeth is only just starting to break away from the unwavering adherence to the rules of respecting the gods. The first time we saw her do that was talking back to Hephaestus in Episode 5, when Percy was frozen in gold. He’s never seen her willingly do something that could be counted as disrespectful to the gods and he’s so proud of her for it.

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[lily-s-world]

I can't wait for Percy to make fun of Thalia's driving skills with Apollo's car, just to have her tell him that Annabeth and Grover told everybody of his attempt at driving Hermes' taxi in Las Vegas. Specially the part where he crashed because he was looking at Annabeth.

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