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pigfacedbitch · 9 months
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Phobia
idea : your phobia relates to your boyfriend's gifted godly abilities.
word count : 0.8k
type : headcanons
pairing/s involved : Jason Grace / Percy Jackson / Leo Valdez / Frank Zhang / Nico Di Angelo x Reader
warning/s : phobia speaks for itself. personally, it's thalassophobia for me. 😓
here is my masterlist!
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Jason Grace | Acrophobia (Fear of Heights)
Due to having the same fear as his sister, Jason is completely aware of the dos and dont's when you're an acrophobic.
If you two are forced in situations where you need to be in high places, he always attempts to distract you with anything he can think of.
He prefers embarrassing stories over jokes. His delivery is too deadass and his 'i'm-trying-hard-here-it's-not-funny' look makes you laugh before the punchline.
Knowing that it can be associated with the fear of falling, Jason will reassure you every time that he's going to catch you.
If you did fall, during some battle for example, he will asks you to close your eyes and hold you tighter before slowly bringing you down.
He really lives up to that Superman nickname so much, the others started calling you Lois Lane.
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Percy Jackson | Thalassophobia (Fear of Deep Bodies of Water)
Percy would be bummed out. Being the son of Poseidon, he loves to be in the water.
Everything about him— from his favorite hobbies to his happiest of memories, revolves around it and he wants to share that with you.
He plans on taking you on trips underwater; introduce you to the majestic marine creatures nobody else has seen before, unravel mysteries the sea has to offer, and form a big bubble where you can do whatever you want without being interrupted (ehem👀).
But how can he make all of it possible when your fear is literally all of those?
Percy would want to help you get over it. He wouldn't force you but he will at least try convince you.
If you refuse, he will respect that.
But if you accept his help, he'll try to take it one step at a time. Probably by starting to show you how the sea, no matter terrifying it is, is also beautiful place.
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Leo Valdez | Pyrophobia (Fear of Fire)
Initially, Leo will laugh. I mean, who wouldn't?
You're a pyrophobic yet you're dating someone who is actually made out of fire?
After he notices that you're not joking, he will begin to be terrified for you. Expect that Leo will be extra careful when you are with him, especially when he is working on something.
His contraptions deemed too dangerous like explosives, will be kept somewhere far away.
As much as he thinks your presence will make Bunker 9 a lovelier workspace, he will understand if you don't want to go there. The essense of it is from the god of fire himself— I mean you need a blast of fire to enter.
He also will refrain himself from using his fire abilities in a fight, making do with his inventions instead.
While pyrophobia doesn't have specific causes, it may be possible that you had some traumatic experience relating to fire. Leo doesn't want to hurt you or make you feel worse.
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Frank Zhang | Zoophobia (Fear of Animals)
Frank is confused. He doesn't know that the fear of animals is a thing and would wonder why you agreed on dating him in the first place.
He will ask you tons of questions; what caused your phobia? Are you afraid of all animals, a few, or just one? What can I do? After your conversation, he's going to search more information.
If you're afraid of one animal only, Frank will forget it ever existed. He will never talk of that animal again even when you're not around.
The others will joke about it. Example, if you're scared of snakes—
"What is a snake, Frank?"
"What's that, Leo? I have no idea, so let's never speak of it again."
In the case that you're afraid of all animals (this is a rare condition), he will not use his abilities and will train harder in combat.
When he really doesn't have a choice but to shapeshift in a fight, you two will separate with your friends' assurance that they got your back.
Frank is a nice guy but if someone made an offensive comment about your phobia or hardcore pranks involving that animal? Expect the wrath and rage of Mars.
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Nico Di Angelo | Phasmophobia (Fear of Ghosts)
I'm sorry but Nico will slightly judge you. Really, a ghost? What are you, five?
Like Frank, he will ask you what caused your phobia.
He will feel terrible and comfort you if you have the same experience as Reina and Jason, who's loved ones turned into a mania. If it's because of horror movies, he will awkwardly pet your head.
You may think the subject is dropped but Nico will make sure that no ghost will ever come near you.
Having the infamous title 'Ghost King', he will not hesitate to torment and threaten the spirits who try to approach, scare, or talk to you.
He will take you on dates to McDonalds but he will not bring you to any 'ghost business'.
If you want to get rid of your phobia, Nico will summon ghosts who can entertain you; like singers, dancers, those that can do tricks, and stand up comedians.
He will also show you how easily he can bend any ghost to his will, proving to you that there's nothing to be afraid of.
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gay-dorito-dust · 3 months
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Can you do a Jason grace fluff?
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This could’ve been better but still I hope someone likes it. 🦦
It had been a long day and all you wanted was to cuddle up with Jason, preferably while wearing his hoodie, drifting off into a rarely peaceful slumber.
So needless to say when he opened up his arms to you when you took up his invitation to sleep over at Zeus’ cabin, a cabin which felt more of a shrine to the king of the gods rather then an actual cabin for his children -which made you see why Thalia and Jason spend the least amount of time there- your deepest desire were eventually grated to you as you collapsed within his arms; melting in his embrace.
‘Tired?’ He asks in a tone as to not disrupt your rest.
‘More than you could ever know.’ You said, voice slightly muffled by the fact that your face was pressed against Jason’s chest, leaching off of his warmth and overall enjoying the closeness between you two. ‘I could just sleep forever because I’m just that tired.’ You then bit back a particularly strong yawn from escaping but at the last minute, you yielded and let out the rest of the yawn. ‘That and you make the best pillow.’
Jason chuckled as he softly presses short little kisses to your forehead, nose and mouth before tightening his grip on, making it near impossible for you to escape but luckily for him, you weren’t planning on moving anytime soon for you were already where you wanted to be; With him. Something you often told him during the slower moments in your lives as Demi-gods that never failed to have him a little speechless and hold you that little more tighter.
‘So you cuddling me is only for your own benefit? Love to know how much you care about me.’ He joked and you peered at him through hooded eyes, pouting at his playful comment.
‘My pillow is somehow speaking.’ You began sleepily, lifting a hand to cover Jason’s mouth. ‘Silly pillow, pillows don’t speak.’ Jason removed your limp hand from his mouth and holding in his own before pressing a kiss to it and holding it against his chest, his thumb soothingly stroked your knuckles. ‘Sorry my sweet, I shall let you rest now.’ He said just above a whisper as he pressed another set of kisses to your forehead, nose and the corner of your lips.
Jason didn’t wish to kiss you on the lips as your drifting off into unconsciousness, it just didn’t sit right with him no matter how many times you’ve told him that it was more then okay; You respected this as it had taken him well into your relationship for him to kiss you without permission, you loved him going out of his way for your consent but sometimes you just wanted to kiss the chivalrous boy senseless.
‘As long as you join me in my dreams.’ You muttered almost incoherently but Jason heard you clearly enough to feel his face heat up but found himself complying to your wish and eventually closing his eyes, drifting off to sleep alongside you, though not before tucking both of you beneath a warm blanket as the light drizzle of rain continued on outside.
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damsnackbar1313 · 8 months
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Piper: Sooooo do you have a crush on anybody???
Nico: The only crush I have is this crushing anxiety
Nico: oh, and Will
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burrito-fight · 1 year
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dating percy jackson would include...
percy jackson x gn!reader
walks on the beach. every evening, before heading back to his cabin, percy would take a short walk on the beach, just to unwind. slowly, you'd begin to join him on those walks, and it would be a common occurrence for the campers to see you two strolling along the beach
flowers every morning. percy would usually handpick a few flowers that he'd see in the morning, handing them to you with a little bow and cheeky grin
amusement park dates. percy loves adrenaline, and he'd love to take you to amusement parks, the two of you trying to see how many rollercoasters you can go on before the day ends
forehead kisses. percy greets you with a forehead kiss every morning, followed by multiple more throughout the day. it's his little way of promising you that he's going to be there for you, forever
linking your pinkies. the two of you often hold hands, but more than that, you've started to link your pinkies together. especially if you're sitting down with your friends, and percy just wants you close to him, he'll loop his pinky through yours
learning about the ocean. percy just knows a lot of things about the ocean, and whenever you two are watching a movie with the ocean, he's always commenting things that most people don't know (it makes watching moana a mission)
disney movie dates. especially when the two of you are babysitting estelle, you guys launch into a disney movie marathon, singing along to the songs at the top of your lungs, dancing together, and making estelle laugh
dancing in the rain. percy can stay dry during the rain, but he'll allow the rain to soak him as the two of you dance along to an invisible song only heard by each other
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repairgirl · 11 months
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2. move-out eve
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affectionately yours fem!reader insert + social media & college au 
a/n: and the story begins! shoutout to @dee-zbignuts for letting me give her adorable cat miya a cameo :) apologies for the delay <3
masterlist < previous > next
leo taglist: @slytherindaughterofposeidon0 @persephil @mmmelanie-blog1 @blue-violin @goldengoddess @dee-zbignuts @animes-trash @nottherealslimshady @vermilioneyess @cellias @lovemss @skullduggered @queenbvadva @violet-primrose
affectionately yours taglist: @astro-link @vermilioneyess @burrito-fight @lily-valdez5684
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imaginechb · 6 months
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omg hi !! about your leo valdez post I was thinking that a good song would be "love story"
My best friend helped me write this because I was stuck stuck but I loved the prompt and saw so much potential so I couldn't just not do it so shoutout to them fr ❤️
Love Story
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You were nervous. It was now winter break, and you were going home to visit your mortal family. This wasn't what you were nervous about, you loved them and you were excited to see them. The part you were nervous about was Leo. He was supposed to be going with you, staying with your family for the break. And your family hated Leo.
You didn't know why they felt this way, but you knew that when you had proposed the idea of Leo staying with you, they had turned up their noses. They had said yes, wanting you to be happy, but it was clear that Leo wasn't exactly welcome.
You had tried to warn him and apologize for whatever they might say or do, but he just smiled. "No sweat, corazón," he had said. "I can make anyone like me." Yeah... right.
The first week of winter break was... awkward. You'd spend time with Leo, but he wasn't allowed in your room. He would sleep in the guest room and you'd have meals together, but they were always tense. Your family grilled him with questions, but no matter what he said, he just didn't earn any points with them.
It wouldn't be until Christmas Day, when a horribly-timed chimera would attack your family's home, that Leo would gain their approval. It was 6:37pm, and you were just about to sit down for Christmas dinner, when it burst through the living room window, shattering it and causing your half-siblings to scream.
Thankfully, you and Leo were able to keep its focus away from your mortal family, but unfortunately, that meant it was focused on you. You and Leo fought side by side, him pulling item after item out of his toolbelt and setting traps, while you used your fanciest footwork and your (weapon of choice) training at camp to keep it sufficiently distracted.
It worked well for a bit, but one missed step can mean a lot in battle. You had stepped a bit too close to the beast, and one of its lion paws smacked you back, hard. You went flying backwards into the wall, hitting your head and slumping down to the ground.
You couldn't breathe.
You knew that you had to get up, you needed to help Leo kill this thing and protect your family, but you couldn't breathe or move, and your head was swimming.
What Leo saw was his partner, who he loved more than anything, get thrown against the wall. He saw you lying motionless on the floor, the chimera stalking towards you, its mouths salivating. He began to panic before jumping into action.
He jumped on its back, delaying its journey to you, but was ultimately thrown off. He became desperate and leaped in front of you, summoning fire to cook the sucker. Unfortunately, the chimera had the same idea. Fortunately, however, Leo was fireproof. The chimera was not. With one last bleat-roar, the monster turned to dust and crumbled to the carpet.
Immediately, Leo came over to you to see if you were alright. He helped you sit up and held your face in his hands, asking a million questions that you could only answer one at a time.
"I'm okay, Leo, really. You saved my life, thank you." He blushed a deep crimson but smiled. "Hey, I'm your super-awesome flame-throwing boyfriend. It's my job, mi rosa."
You were about to reply when your family came in from the doorway. "That was... what just happened?" Your step-parent looked confused. Your mortal parent just looked distressed. "Are you alright, y/n? What was it this time?"
Leo helped you off the floor and you faced your family. "Chimera, and I'm okay, thanks to Leo."
Your (mom/step mom) hurried over to Leo, grabbing his face in his hands before kissing his cheeks several times. "Thank you, Leo. You saved our y/n's life." She smiled at him before letting go of his face and hugging you tight. "Nah, it's nothing. I'd do anything for them." Leo blushed deeper, if that were possible.
Your (dad/step dad) made his way to the both of you, hugging you before patting Leo's shoulder. "You alright, kid?" Leo nodded, absolutely awestruck. He was talking to Leo! And there was no disgust in his eyes!
Sure, Christmas dinner had been a disaster, but Leo had gotten your parents' approval out of it, so he took it as a win.
~
The two of you still had to get the monster dust out of the carpet, though.
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OLD ENOUGH TO UNDERSTAND ( Percy Jackson x Reader )
author note: It makes me so happy to know that you requested my writing! <3
pairing: Platonic! Luke Castellan x Fem! Daughter of Apollo! Reader, Father! Apollo x Fem! Reader
prompt: Reader is finally old enough to understand Luke & why he had done what he did..
word count: 300+ words
WARNING! Mentions of parental issues & death
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Dear diary, 
When Luke first left, I didn’t⎯I just couldn’t understand why. All of his friends were here. So were all of his half-siblings. Why would he want to leave? Why would he want to leave all of that behind? Then, we learned about what happened with Ares. 
How he was working for Kronos. How he wanted to destroy the gods. How he wanted us to stand up to our absent parents. Make them pay for all the harm they brought to the world. All the innocent lives they had ruined. 
Once I learned about that, I still didn’t understand. I was thirteen then. Still so oblivious to everything. I don’t blame myself for not understanding. I still had hope back then. I still saw the good in everything. 
But last summer, I stopped counting how many days I had spent waiting for Luke to come back. Or how many times I prayed that the gods do something to help bring him back. After the first month, my hope for everything to go back to normal slowly died. 
Then the sinking realization that he was really gone was beginning to come to light. I am now seventeen, and I am still unclaimed. I can now understand where Luke was coming from. I can understand his hate. His pain. 
                                                    ⎯¤🔆¤⎯
Staring down at the cowering god, I never thought I’d finally get to meet him, hell⎯that I’d get to speak to him face-to-face. But, I didn’t feel any of the love that I was supposed to. Any of the happiness. I didn’t feel anything but anger. The other kids would describe it as the best day of their life. How they felt so much joy and awe. But, I don't feel like I was reacting the way that I was supposed to. 
“I waited my whole life for you, did you know that?” I ask, watching as his face falls.
“I’m sorry⎯” He tries, but I don’t let him speak.
“I spent so many nights praying that one day you’d spare me half a glance. That I’d get some of my questions answered. That I’d feel just an ounce of your love. That I’d feel accepted and wanted. Why now?” I ask, watching as he cringes. 
“Why what?” He asks, an almost scared look on his face. 
“Why do you want to be in my life now? Why do you care now? After everything that has happened, just why?” I question, my voice raising slightly.
He doesn’t respond. Doesn’t even attempt to get out a stuttered excuse. At least then, I’d have a sminch of respect for him. For trying to give me an answer. But, he doesn’t. He just lowers his head and cowers at my words. 
“I was thirteen when I was taken from my home. I was thirteen when I last saw my Mom. I was a kid and I didn’t have anyone to help me with all of this.” I continue, “But Luke? He was the only one who offered it. The only one who tried to make an attempt. And that’s more than what you’ve ever done for me.”
“Luke, he’s⎯”
“He wasn’t related to me. I didn’t even know him at the time. But, he stayed up with me every night when I couldn’t sleep. He tucked me into bed. He patched me up whenever I scraped my knee. He scared off any of the Aphrodite boys who tried to flirt with me.” I rant, glaring daggers at him. 
Luke didn't care that I wasn’t related to him. He didn’t care that I was unclaimed. He took care of me. He raised me. Yeah, he had done many horrible things in his life, things that could never be undone. 
But, I now understood what he was trying to do. He was trying to show us that the gods were shitty parents and we had no one but ourselves to depend on. And unless we do something about it, things wouldn’t change.
“He was my real family, not you.” I argue, “And even though we share the same last name, it does not mean that I have to love you.” 
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cabinofimagines · 10 months
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cozy party —(Jason Grace xGN!Reader)
A/N: My newborn nephew owns my life rn but I was able to write a blurb(?) for the white boi of the month and since it’s 4th of July it still counts as Jason’s birthday he is THE american boy -Danny
Warnings: Spoilers for the BIg Fish movie and playful death threats (affectionate)
Words: 590
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“Alright, yeah man no problem, I’ll see you this friday...” you hear Jason’s voice coming from the hallway as he approaches the living room. “Tell Festus I say hi... see ya!”
He hangs up and you look up as he circles the couch, a content grin on his face. “Leo says hi.”
“Was he upset because you didn’t throw a party this year?” You ask, making room for him to sit.
“Nah, we’ll see him anyway in a few days,” Jason shrugs, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. “He called to wish me a happy birthday—his moms were singing the birthday song in the background and Georgie was screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs.”
“That’s cute,” you chuckle, snuggling closer to your boyfriend. “So. Scary movie, musical, or action film?”
Jason tilts his head and sighs. This is a big decision. “Let’s watch Big Fish.”
“Big Fish?” You ask with amusement. “The one with Ewan McGregor?”
“Yes,” he smiles, already seizing the remote. “Great movie for a birthday.”
“Because the dad dies in the end?”
Jason laughs, maybe a bit too loudly. He shakes his head in half a grimace. “You’re gonna get yourself killed.”
“No, no, I know why you like it!” You continue with the same smirk. “Is it because the dad is also a pathological liar? You relate to that a lot, right?”
The young man snorts. “Again with that... I already told you I’m not lying!”
“And I’m telling you it’s really hard to believe you defeated a Titan when you were what, fifteen?” You lower your voice teasingly. “It’s okay, Jason, it’s just you and me— tell me the truth already, did you made that whole thing up?”
“I was surrounded by other campers!” He laughs in disbelief.
“Well, the mist is a thing, right?”
Jason grabs a cushion and hits your face with it. “Get out. I’m watching this movie alone.”
You push the cushion away laughing, Jason’s eyes are glued to the tv screen but there’s a small grin on his face that he’s trying to hide. You sit up and lean your chin on his shoulder, hoping it looks cute. “Alright I’ll stop. Just because it’s your birthday.”
Jason gives you a sideways glance. “Uh-huh.”
“I mean it.”
“Okay.”
You fight back a grin as you talk, voice trembling with amusement. “You can trust me, just because I’m dating a mythomaniac doesn’t mean I’m one of them!”
Jason tries to attack you with tickles and you squirm out of reach, laughing uncontrollably as you move to the opposite end of the couch. He towers over you and traps you against the armrest.
“Do you think it’s too late for me to break up with you and move to Leo’s place?” He asks humorously.
“A little bit, yeah,” you grin.
Jason wraps his arms around you, letting his body rest on top of yours. He sighs dramatically. “What if I just suffocate you right now?”
“You know, Jason, just because it’s your birthday doesn’t mean I’ll let your death threats slide.”
“You’re no fun.”
“Uh-huh,” you chuckle. “Shut up and play your movie.”
“Can’t move,” he says holding you tighter. “You do it.”
You struggle to reach the remote but you manage to grab a hold of it in the end, pressing play and laying back with Jason still resting on top of you. One of your hands find its way to his hair and starts running through it lovingly. 
“Did you have a good day?”
“It’s not over yet,” he says quietly, leaning into your touch. “But yeah, I did. Thank you.”
“No problem,” you smile down at him, kissing the top of his head. “Love you.”
“Love you more.”
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sodamnbored · 1 year
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Subscribing to the idea that New Rome and The Legion have bath houses in the traditional style, and they just walk around together in there in a towel or less, imagine Jason not thinking when he’s at Camp Half Blood and scaring the shit out of Percy and Leo when he casually tries to wash up like right beside them and carry on their conversation.
At the very least, when he first got to CHB in the Lost Hero, that summer he spent there building the Argo II, when he still didn’t have his memories and even he didn’t know why he was doing it.
It just seemed normal, going through the motions, until everybody started freaking out, and then he was like “Am i the weird one? Is this unusual?”
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dragon-chica · 11 months
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Going to the Ren Faire with Jason Grace
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Fandom: Heroes of Olympus
Mortal AU This does not have to be fem!Reader, there are male corsets, and they are sexy as fuck. Also if you have never worn a corset, I highly recommend. It is so much fun and not at all like movies portray.
This ended kind of weird but I'm feeling soft about Jason lately.
Dedicated to the only person who would answer my post and chose Jason! 😹
You were going to ren faires long before getting together with Jason, and other than possibly, possibly hearing the name in passing, he has no clue what it is.
You're talking with Piper about going and past faires and Jason's just sitting there completely lost, which isn't unusual with certain interests or media, but he has no clue what those words are.
After trying to explain a little he's even more confused at why a bunch of people would get together to dress up as peasants and medieval stuff, but nods along slowly.
Of course you want to take him with you.
You tell him it's fine if he doesn't dress up with you, plenty of people go 'naked'. And he is spluttering with your choice of words that he would never-!
You and Piper break down laughing before telling him it's just slang for normal clothes.
Now, Jason is a very respectful boyfriend and often doesn't get suggestive cues or attempts, but you were hoping to get a good reaction out of him seeing you in a corset for the first time.
Also because you were sure if you started changing in the parking lot he would be in conniptions trying to cover you up.
Hence getting changed at home before leaving.
Jason was ready bright and early, as requested. Sitting with his fingers threaded together in his lap just waiting for you to be ready to go, he kind of wondered if it was like an actual faire since you wanted to be there when it started.
While he did google 'ren faires' and look up the specific one you were going to, seeing the different full outfits people wore, he was still unprepared for you to come out, mostly dressed, with your loose corset.
"Alright strong boyfriend, time to use you for your muscles."
You tell him to stand behind you, and he does so apprehensively, hands hovering.
"Closer Jason, I need your help." You roll your eyes fondly and back up towards him.
You tug the centered loops enough for him to see.
"Alright my big strong man," His face heats up and you know it even without seeing. "take these, and YANK."
You take a breath and suck in preparing for a good tug only for Jason to carefully pull there's a bit of resistance.
"Is this okay?"
He's so worried he'll hurt you.
You just deadpan and shoulders sag. Sweet as he is, he has a job to do here.
"Jason baby, you're not going to hurt me. Now pull those until the center is flush and I feel sexy."
Still so worried but eventually you get him to tighten you up correctly, watching appreciatively in the mirror as his arms strain.
He keeps asking if you're okay and if you can breathe and you tell him that his period dramas are not accurate.
"It actually feels good when it's on right, and after a day of wearing one, feels even better coming off."
Confused puppy boyfriend and you're making it worse.
If you have a bag besides what you're wearing for purchases, he gladly offers to carry it for you, always a gentleman.
Looking everywhere when you arrive but stays right by your side.
A lot of boyfriends 'dragged along' will wander off and you tell him it's okay if he wants to, but he doesn't want to leave you :( or possibly lose you in the crowd to go sit somewhere and wait :(
Very curious about all the little things in the stalls, lots of homemade jewelry and clothing and trinkets he's never seen before.
You keep an eye on what he really looks at and buy him a little gift for later without him noticing.
He's just kind of glancing around one of the 'weapon's vendor' tents until he sees the swords and wishes so much he could buy one.
A couple guys walk past announcing the sword fighting is about to start and he really wants to go see that.
Enamored watching. You take a sneaky side profile of him watching starry eyed at the fight.
Hold's your hand as you go back to walking around and asks if you can go watch the show later too.
You convince him to go challenge the guy sword fighting the little kids to a duel, he's skeptical but finally goes along with it because he trusts you.
Pleasantly surprised when his wooden sword is almost knocked from his hand immediately but quickly finds his footing and puts up a good fight for a few minutes, you have a video of him laughing before eventually landing on his butt in the grass.
Comes back to you sweaty and grinning telling you how much fun that was.
"I wonder if there's anywhere to take sword fighting lessons...?"
Insists on paying for dinner when it starts getting later, and thanks you for bringing him along with you.
He had a lot of fun and secretly kind of wants to try dressing up with you next time, but doesn't say anything about it.
Falls asleep as you drive home, a little bag with a necklace he thought would be pretty on you still clutched in his hand.
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fr-ogii · 1 year
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romantic ramblings of annabeth chase
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she constantly finds new things that she hyper fixated on and learns everything about. if you listen to all her ramblings about her current interest(s), i can promise you, there will be hearts in her eyes. and if you show that you truly did listen by bringing up some obscure piece of information she taught you - she will down on one knee with a ring in her hand in the next second.
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robinofgothamcity · 2 years
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"this changes nothing....i'm still me, even if i'm with you"
♡ character: octavian / heroes of olympus
♡ pronouns used: she / her
♡ note: not checked for grammar or spelling mistakes / a bit ooc but i'm obsessed with the idea of enemies to lover with this idiot
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"reyna, don't do this to me. you're sending us on a quest together? are you trying to torture us?" you asked with desperation, "should i not be offended by that? because it feels like i should be," octavian said giving you a dirty look.
you rolled your eyes.
"it won't be for that long. three days tops! we just need to make sure what we're up against if the threat gets bigger," she explained. you whined while stomping your feet like a child, "it won't be as bad as you expect and you're some of our strongest fighters," she tried to say enthusiastically.
you sighed before agreeing. you could tell octavian wasn't too hot the idea either but you knew that you both as a team were very hard to beat when it came to combat. reyna also knew you were the only one who could be around octavian longer than anyone else at the camp.
"where are we going?" you asked. she gave you another half-enthusiastic smile, "wisconsin," you and octavian stared at each other before shaking your heads no, "it's the middle of december! we'll freeze up there!" you screamed.
reyna shook her head no, "we got you covered on all of that. seriously! the quest won't be that long and you'll be back in california before you know it!" octavian scoffed, not believing the circumstances of the quest you both were sent on.
wisconsin in the freezing december cold was not meant for camp jupiter kids. all of you were accustomed to the warm california weather at all times and being sent to the depths of the midwest sounded like a nightmare to anyone at camp jupiter.
"well, i guess we should prepare, shouldn't we?" you said as you walked back awkwardly with the sickly looking octavian. you never understood why octavian looked so frail all the time but you figured it must've been a punishment from apollo. none of the descendants of apollo were as rude or angry as octavian was and maybe you figured this was his payback.
he nodded as you soon realized that the two of you had to be out and ready for the journey by the morning. you knew reyna trusted you and octavian the most. both of you were some of the strongest in the camp and although octavian clearly wasn't her favorite person in the world, she knew that he'd protect your life even if it meant losing his in the process.
reyna was tried to be insistent on keeping romance out of the camp until all kids got out of high school. now that you and octavian were adults and running the camp along with her, she knew of the prophecy that had been given to octavian way before he could understand what it meant. octavian was bound to you before either of you knew each other even existed. venus had her weird ways of working and she could sense how close your souls were attached to each others.
everyone knew octavian was the problem child of the apollo descendants but you were one of the very few who wouldn't tolerate how octavian was. you two would argue but not in the way he would scream at others. that wasn't to say that you were meant solely for octavian. being the daughter Juno, you were stronger than most which is why reyna trusted you so much when she wasn't available and needed a second hand.
reyna had fought you before and every time she did, you were closer and closer to actually taking her spot. it wasn't an easy fight however. the two of you would walk out of each sparring session as though both of you were mauled by animals.
as the night rolled in and you were in bed, you couldn't help but roll in your covers through discomfort. you weren't a nervous person when it came to quests but something about this quest was different and you couldn't figure out why. you soon came to the conclusion that you weren't going to get a decent sleep and remained in bed, looking at the ceiling.
eventually the bright california sun shined through your cohort. you figured the faster you started the quest, the faster you'd return from the freezing cold. you had packed everything you needed the night before and all you had to do was wait for octavian to show up.
as you waited by the front of the camp, you could see octavian arguing with reyna about something. you couldn't make out what it was but from the looks of it, it seemed pretty serious.
"come on! i'm tired, annoyed, and hungry!" you screamed. they turned over to you as octavian started to slowly make his way towards you. reyna stared at octavian, a look on her face insinuating to not mess this up, "see in a few days!" you screamed to reyna before turning to octavian.
"well, let's get this damn thing going," you stated.
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it took about a day to finally reach your destination. to both of your luck, the city of where the supposed threat wasn't small enough where it would give up any of your demigod abilities. the city of milwaukee was big and you could tell that if you weren't here on a quest, it'd be a fun city to explore.
"we should check out where reyna had mentioned the gang was at," you told octavian. he nodded staring down at the directions he had planned, "well, we were told that we shouldn't attack. there's more of them than us and we don't need to walk out of here dead."
you agreed as you looked down to his notes. the gang of lowlife damigods trying to wreck havoc to innocent civilians was enough to catch the attention of camp jupiter. you had no idea if they were enough of a threat to call godly attention but for the time being, you figured you could try and figure out what their plan was.
the gang was supposedly located downtown but when you arrived, you noticed that the 'gang' was only a few stupid teenagers. you stared at octavian in disbelief, "this is the gang that caused us to travel from california?" you murmured inside of your jacket.
octavian chuckled, "guess so. perhaps reyna miscalculated the threat?" he asked. you shrugged, "maybe but this doesn't seem like something reyna miscalculate on accident," you replied. the two of you noticed the four boys using their stronger than normal physical strength and relied the message to reyna as the only active threat for the moment.
the two of you kept an eye of them, not really noticing anything too out of the ordinary. you were sitting down against a wall with octavian to your left. being that it was december and the holiday season was in swing, you could hear the music playing from the shopping centers down the street.
"christmas was always my favorite holiday before i moved to camp jupiter," you murmured to octavian. his eyebrow went up in wonder, "i mean, before i realized i was a demigod and my dad died, christmas music was something i blasted on november first."
octavian nodded, "i never celebrated it before," your eyes widened in surprise, "wait, really? right, you've been at camp jupiter ever since you could remember. it's a nice holiday, even if you don't celebrate it religiously. the music and food served around this time is amazing," you explained, "gingerbread flavored coffee and the cookies dunked in milk is immaculate. you should really get out more octavian. being trapped inside camp jupiter all the time can really take a toll on someone and you're missing out on a lot of stuff."
"you can't miss what you've never experienced and the life most of you have lived is not something i ever experienced," he replied. your eyes widened at the way octavian was making himself become vulnerable, "all i've known in life was camp jupiter and i don't think it'll ever change."
you shook your head, "don't say that. maybe one day you'll fall in love," you joked. octavian's heart stop for half a second it felt like. octavian knew that you were basically clueless on a lot of the prophecy that was given to him as a kid and he didn't feel right just springing that onto you.
"i feel like we should just call it a day. its clear that they aren't a threat at least not today and we shouldn't freeze our asses off unless....," you looked down the street to see the busy downtown area. it was filled with kids ice skating in a small pond and couples walking through different stores getting their last minute christmas shopping done, "wanna check out the cool stuff?"
you knew you couldn't count on octavian to do a lot of things that weren't up to standard with camp jupiter rules so it came off as a surprise when he agreed.
the two of you walked away from the alley and walked to the street that was completely blocked off stands that were selling different things. you both snuck in through a back entrance and swiped some wristbands when realized that this seemed like a market or fair.
"how can people just stand here in the cold and sell things for hours? it's like twenty degrees out!" you screamed. you wrapped the purple camp jupiter cardigan closer as you pulled up the hood of the unzipped jacket, "when you leave in these conditions i guess it's easier to adapt to the weather."
you nodded in agreement as you both approached the first stand, "why are all these stands here for?" you asked the lady in front of you. she gave you a confused look, "its the december stand fair. with wristbands both of you have, you get to try all of the food and drinks offered here."
you stared at octavian in excitement, "ready to try mortal food?" you joked. octavian rolled his eyes in fake annoyance, "would you like to try my infamous christmas bread? it's made with almonds and the best buttery bread you can find here."
the both of you took a sample of the yellow loaf of bread and stuffed it in your mouth, "these are amazing, my goodness!" you exclaimed to octavian as he agreed. you thanked the lady as you grabbed octavian's wrist and dragged him to the next interesting stand.
"try our famous christmas cold brew! it's infused with spicy ginger! "our world renowned christmas brownies has won three state awards, please give it a try!"
by the time you and octavian finished with all the stands, the two of you were beyond stuffed. you and octavian had finished off the fair with two large cups of hot chocolate while sitting down at a bench and enjoying the music that was playing.
"this is the most fun i've had in months," you told octavian with a smile brighter than he had ever saw, "i could say the same. the mortal world isn't too bad. it's better than being around those greek idiots," he replied.
octavian saw the lyrics of the song that was playing and couldn't help but try and sing along to it. being the descendant of apollo meant that it was fairly quick to follow along to any song or instrument that was put in front of them.
"i'm dreaming tonight of a place i love, even more than i usually do. and although i know it's a long road back, i promise you i'll be home for christmas. you can count on me, please have snow and mistletoe and presents by the tree."
your eyes widened at how well octavian was singing to the song. you had never heard him sing before but you figured that because of who he was related too, his ability to sing was a lot better than others. octavian on the other hand felt his face flush to a slight red shade.
"octavian, you're an amazing singer, holy shit," you whispered. he chuckled nervously, "i'm alright. it's one of the only weaknesses i'll ever admit too," he replied. you waved him off, "octavian, that's not a weakness, you're amazing! how come you've never sang like that back at camp?"
"i'd never let those idiots hear that. they aren't worthy of hearing it" he stated. you growled in annoyance, "octavian, seriously! your voice is insane. are you sure you've never heard that song?" he shook his head no, "apollo really gifted you the power of singing for you never to sing publicaly? you're insane for that."
the song continued as you watched all the couples dancing to the song slowly, "do you ever think of how it must feel to be in love? it's not really something i've ever wanted desperately but the feeling of just being in love sounds nice," you whispered in slight embarrassment.
"i guess but who doesn't think about that? it's not unnatural to want to fall in love. venus picks who she thinks is worthy of it," he replied. octavian stared at you as you were now looking up to him. with the snow falling down on your hair and the blow of the wind making you laugh at how it was thrashing octavian's hair everywhere, he could sense a bit of what apollo prophesied to him as a kid.
you weren't doing anything that made him nervous or agitated yet his heart was racing a mile a minute. octavian continued to stare at you almost as if he was mesmerized. when you finally realized that he was still looking down at you, that was when a voice practically screamed at him to kiss you.
he grabbed you roughly by the face and brought you in for a kiss. you were caught off guard for a moment but you quickly came back to reality and pulled away for a moment, "woah," you whispered. he nodded, "sorry, something gave me urge to do that," you replied. you shook your head, "don't apologize."
you brought him in for another kiss, this time a lot softer and more tame. you placed your hands on his face, kind of smushing his cheeks together as he reluctantly followed your lead.
"this changes nothing....i'm still me, even if i'm with you," octavian murmured with his lips still against yours, "shut up. you're going to ruin the moment," you replied making him laugh before bringing him in for another kiss.
maybe reyna's miscalculation wasn't all bad after all.
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damsnackbar1313 · 8 months
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Percy: Is it hot in here or is it just you??
Annabeth: YOU'RE ON FIRE DUMBASS STOP FLIRTING
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burrito-fight · 11 months
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dating annabeth chase would include...
annabeth chase x gn!reader || requested by: @elliesbiggestfan
getting lost in her voice. she could be talking about the most boring and complicated thing in the world, but her voice would captivate you. whether you understood nothing, or everything, of what she said, you'd fall in love all over again just listening to her speak
watching old movies together. annabeth loved old movies, having watched many with her dad when she was younger. when you saw how happy it made her, the two of you began a notebook filled with the names off all the old movies you two could find, and began a mission to watch them all. together
kissing her nose to make her blush. annabeth was considered pretty put-together, but on those days when she did something wrong, you couldn't help but laugh and press a quick kiss to her nose. it never failed to make her flustered
racing all the time, to everything. it began as a bet to see who could make it up the rock climbing wall first, but escalated quickly. it wasn't uncommon for the campers to see you two rushing past the other on the way to breakfast
nature hikes. annabeth loved architecture, but you taught her to love nature as well. taking her on hikes around the world, you were the one who showed her the beauty in the world around her
museum tours. you taught annabeth to love nature, and she instilled her passion for history in you. you explored museums together, entering the guided tours, only to run away and finish the experience on your own
braiding her hair. annabeth never cared much to braid her hair in fancy styles, usually throwing it in a ponytail or a bun if she had to. after lots of pleading, she finally let you experiment different braids and styles in her hair. she'd never admit it, but she liked how pretty they made her feel
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repairgirl · 1 year
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michelle || leo valdez x fem!reader songfic
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a/n: #2 in songfic series! song: michelle- sir chloe
t/w: alcohol, cursing, substance abuse, mention of vomitting, super smutty and super nsfw
word count: 1.2k
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You swayed back and forth to the boom boom boom beat of the music, sipping the raw, bitter alcohol. Travis's party was just what you needed: shots, random boys you didn't care about to grind on and distract yourself with, getting blackout drunk, and basically anything to make you get your mind off of him.
Just thinking about his name made you want to vomit. You were reminded of walking in on him with that other, terrible, Nemesis girl, the half-assed breakup, never getting closure, and endless nights of sobbing and feeling sorry for yourself. Two weeks later, and his words were fresh in your mind like a fresh cut he had just re-opened yesterday. You drank more, feeling dizzy, praying the alcohol would numb your brain.
Fuck him, anyway. You'd show him you could do better. 
"Woah, calm down," a random boy said, approaching you. The darkness and flashing lights of the cabin made it hard to see his face, so you could barely make out his gleaming brown eyes and sepia skin. "You might wanna be careful with that much alcohol."
"You don't know what's best for me," you snapped, your words slurring. The bass pumped in your ears, making your head feel like it was going to explode. 
To your surprise, the boy laughed rather than acting offended. "Okay, I guess you're right. I shouldn't be talking, anyway. I just finished shotgunning this beer,” he answered, showing you his tattered-up Natty Lite can.
Lightheaded and unphased, you allowed yourself to plop on the tattered sofa, the boy crashing next to you. His breath smelled of beer and straight tequila, and you only imagined that yours did too.
"Why?" you asked, inching close to him. His hand rested on his thigh, barely grazing yours under your ripped denim shorts. 
"Why what?"
"Why do you drink? I mean, we all drink for a reason. We're either mad at someone else, or ourselves."
He paused, tapping his leg. 
When you got drunk, you got angry and philosophical. Mad at the world, hyperaware of everything wrong with everyone, the reason why many people couldn't handle you drunk. The reason you usually drank alone. 
The boy leaned back, resting his head against the seat. "I'm lonely. I'm fucking tired of being the seventh wheel, and always feeling like everyone's life is better than mine."
"Hey, I'm lonely too."
"You?" he asked. "Once everyone heard you were single again, they all wanted to get with you. Thought you would even be taken by now."
You scowled. You hated your reputation at camp: the pretty girl who everyone thought they could take advantage of just because she was from Aphrodite. You were tired of being treated like a sex object, especially by your ex, and you wanted to prove them all wrong. "That's exactly the point. All anyone ever wants me for is my body. But apparently even that wasn't good enough for... him."
The boy paused, almost looking sorrowful, and like he regretted saying anything. What was that look he was giving you? Pity? 
"He cheated? I'm sorry... That's rough."
"Yeah, but it's whatever. That's why I drink, anyway," you said, gulping down more of a Coors bottle someone handed you. He looked concerned. 
"You and me, we're opposites. I have to rely on my personality to get me anywhere. All my friends have amazing good looks to rely on.  I have to work for that shit, to even be slightly noticed."
The strobe light shined on him, and you could see his features more clearly this time. Unsure of whether it was you or the alcohol speaking, you noticed his chocolate brown hair, beautiful curls you wanted to pull. 
Most guys repulsed you, especially after the breakup. You wanted them to get their hands off of you, because no one felt right the way your ex did. But every move this boy made, every hungry look he gave you, all of that just made you want him more. He made you feel different. 
"Then we would fit together perfectly," you said, inching towards him. 
He moved his hand to your thigh, rubbing your leg with his thumb. The lights dimmed as the party entered its peak, and the sexual tension between you two increased. 
The boy inched oh-so-slightly to the left so that his hot breath was on your ear, close enough to bite it. "Maybe we would."
Agonizingly slowly, he put one hand on your waist and used another to cup your face. You stared into his eyes, mesmerized by his gaze, your ears and head buzzing from the alcohol. Finally, you both shared a drunken kiss. You didn't even think about what you were doing.
He gripped your waist, and you climbed on his lap. He bit your lip, then sloppily put his tongue in your mouth, not bothering to ask for permission to enter. You kissed back, your tongues swirling together, making out like you were running out of time, running away from the world, running away from your ex, running to each other. 
Once you slowly started grinding on him, he pulled away and whispered in your ear. "Let's take this to a room." 
Once you got to an empty room, the boy twirled you around and pressed me against the wall. He tightened his arms around your waist, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, having to stand on your tiptoes. You pressed your body as close to his as possible, sticking your knee in between his legs for extra friction. 
"Jump," he growled.
You did as you was told and jumped up so you were face to face, straddling him. He connected his lips with yours and squeezed your ass as he held you, making you moan into the kiss. 
You urgently ran your fingers through his hair, feeling his curly locks. You grinded into him, and he moaned into your mouth.
He set you down and pushed you onto the bed, never letting your lips disconnect. 
One you were on the bed, him towering over you and shoving his tongue in your mouth, he finally put his hands under your shirt, feeling and squeezing your tits. He grinded his member against you, and you shivered in delight, running your fingers over his well defined muscles. 
He started trailing kisses down to your neck, trying to find your sweet spot. Once he did, you let out a loud moan which you had been holding in, which of course only encouraged him to suck harder. Once he was done covering your neck in red spots, he pulled back, giving you that lopsided grin, then he finally hungrily kissed you again. 
Whatever you felt- buzzed because of the alcohol, eager to get a rebound to prove your ex wrong, or solely just sexual attraction, you knew it felt right.
He was taking off your shirt after already discarding his on the floor when you stopped him.
"Wait," you panted. "I don't even know your name."
"Leo. Leo Valdez," he responded, and as he did, you watched his lips, wishing they were back on yours. "You?"
"Y/N L/N."
Leo trailed kisses down your chest, seductivley looking up at you with hungry eyes.
"Y/N L/N, you are a monster from hell."
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lydscare · 2 years
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pjo/hoo characters walk in on you changing
summary: c/n (character name) needs to get something from your shared room (it’s an AU shush) but ends up walking in on you changing clothes
a/n: made a part 2 for this prompt because i didn't do all the characters i write for in part 1 here, so yeh also sorry these are shorter also i'm reading toa and lit has my heart
reader tends to be gender-neutral //  my masterlist
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bianca
queen of respect here
she usually knocks so this itself would be a rare thing to happen
again, is probably one of the people who covers her face with her hand
she'll say in the softest voice
"so sorry about that."
and that is that
connor
checking you out and not even trying to hide it, honestly
gives you the cutest fvck me eyes
ends up leaving so you can change unless you don't want him to
travis
he actually has some human decency
"whatcha doing there, n/n."
he's staring into your eyes the whole time he's just standing there in the door way
he manages to gatch a glimpse of your skin before closing the door
ethan
he covers his one eye
gonna try to seem as composed as possible
"oh, um, sorry.."
he isn't composed at all
he's gonna be red red
tries to apologize later a few days later
scared he made you uncomfy
octavian
man's gonna shut the door IMMEDIATELY
but the image of you half clothed is alrady burned in his mind
ultimately feels gross and will end up stabbing some teddies to get his mind off it
never recognizes his mistake after
zoë
covers her eyes with her hand
"this is why doors have locks"
admittingly probably blushing, just barely tho, you have to have keen eye sight to actually notice it before she swings the door closed
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