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Anything For You | Masterlist
Series Summary: Nick Oliver was on tack to figure out his life after high school. One day in a bookstore, and suddenly, post-high school plans were the farthest thing from his mind. One day, he met Luke Castellan.
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Part 1: Your Hand Is Cold (released July 2nd 2023)
Part 2: Claimed (released July 10th 2023)
Part 3: Capture the Flag (released April 24th 2024)
Part 4: Nightmarish (coming soon!)
Work in progress!
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yrsonpurpose · 2 months
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"the handsomest-bodied man in all of England."
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springsolitaire · 10 months
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oh i love them
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i love that oliver is taller than them both !
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aliciasfantasyxox · 6 months
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Am I the only one who thinks it’s hard to get into the Christmas vibe😭
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i should probably get a normal hobby instead of squealing over fictional gay ppl, but i don’t think i will
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normalpeoplethiings · 6 months
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STOP OLIVER LOOKS SO SMALL ON MICHAEL’S SHOULDERS 😭😭
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eyo-its-li · 1 year
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i love making memes but ik im going to cry when it happens
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I DID IT.(Happy birthday Tori)Nick still kills me though 😔
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for everyone saying that heartstopper isn’t realistic - the only thing that’s unrealistic about our little happy corner of queer town IS THE FACT THAT ALL OF THEIR ROOMS ARE UNNERVINGLY CLEAN. LIKE HALF OF THEM THEIR MENTAL HEALTH IS LIKE IN THE TOILET AND THEIR ROOMS ARE JUST SLIGHTLY CLUTTERED. SOMEONE COULD REJECT MY HIGH FIVE AND I WOULD SPIRAL AND MY ROOM WOULD LOOK LIKE A DUMPSTER FIRE.
make it make sense.
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thediamondarcher · 8 months
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and now he has three big brothers :`)
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look at how small they were 🥹🥹
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Claimed | Anything For You
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Franchise: Percy Jackson
Pairing: Luke Castellan x Nick Oliver (original character, pronouns are he/him/his)
Word Count: 1.3k
Warnings: swearing, injured Luke
Series Summary: Nick Oliver was on track to figure out his life after high school. One day in a bookstore, and suddenly, post-high school plans were the farthest thing from his mind. One day in a bookstore, he met Luke Castellan.
Chapter Summary: Nick is late and so is Luke. Unfortunately, Luke has a slightly more valid reason to be late.
A/N: Part two finally going up! I've got a few parts worth written but I feel like I shouldn't spam-upload everything I wanna have y'all out for blood for a new chapter <3
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Nick is late.
Noon in three days at the bookstore; they had both agreed. Now, it’s 12:30 and Nick is scrambling to get a cab to Brooklyn Heights.
When Nick arrives at the store, he pays the driver and steps out. Luke is nowhere to be found. He does a quick walk around to see if Luke had just gone inside to wait, but there’s no sign of the blond. Nick returns to the bench outside and takes a seat with a sigh. Maybe Luke’s the one who’s actually late. Nick tries not to entertain the thought that he may have left.
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After about 45 minutes, another cab pulls up in front of him. Nick hopes it’s Luke, but it isn’t. The boy who steps out of the vehicle, however, seems to recognize him. He has blond hair and violet eyes, which Nick absentmindedly thinks is pretty cool.
“Are you Nick Oliver?” He asks.
Nick frowns. “Who’s asking?” The boy raises an eyebrow. “Yes, I’m Nick.”
“Thank the gods,” the boy says, clearly relieved. “Luke was so incoherent, I was worried I wouldn’t be able to find you.”
“You know Luke?” Nick asks immediately. “Where is he? He said he’d be here over an hour ago. Is something wrong?”
“Slow down, man,” he says in a reassuring tone. “Did Luke mention a camp when you last saw each other?”
“Uh, yeah. Yeah, he did.” Nick does 75% of the Macarena trying to find the card that Luke had given him. He finds it in his back pocket, holding it out to the purple-eyed boy. “This place, right? In Long Island?”
“Yes, exactly.”
“Um, also, I apologize if this comes off as rude, but who exactly are you?”
“Gods, I’m sorry. I’m Pollux, I’m a friend of Luke’s from camp.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“I have an offer for you,” Pollux says. “Luke didn’t want you to worry about him too much. So, either I give you the light-hearted, sugar-coated version of why Luke can’t make it and schedule another time for you two to meet up, or I can tell you the whole truth and you can make a decision from there.”
“I want the truth this time,” Nick says. He takes a step towards Pollux. “Luke offered me the truth the last time we talked and I wasn’t ready. I think I’m ready now.”
“Well, Luke is injured pretty bad. He’s in the camp infirmary.”
“I want to see him,” Nick says without missing a beat.
“Man, it’s not that simple.”
“I. Want. To see. Luke.”
Pollux grimaces. “I guess we’ll make it work. C’mon.”
Nick climbs into the back of the cab with the boy, and they drive towards Long Island.
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Pollux has the driver drop them off at the bottom of a seemingly random hill, but doesn’t question it when Pollux hands him a roll of cash. “Over the hill,” Pollux tells Nick.
“What are we waiting for, then?”
“Nick, wait!”
Pollux has to chase after Nick as he makes a beeline for the top of the hill. Nick tunes out Pollux’s shouts when he finds a tree with a living, breathing dragon curled around it. For some reason, the creature doesn’t scare him at all. In fact, it hardly fazes him. He sprints right past and down the other side of the hill.
“Pollux, where’s the infirmary?” Nick yells up the hill as the blond starts to catch up.
“How did you get past Peleus?” Pollux exclaims.
“The infirmary!” Nick repeats loudly.
“The big blue house past the strawberry fields.”
Nick keeps running while Pollux stays back to catch his breath. On the porch of the house, Nick encounters an older nam in a leopard-print Hawaiian shirt.
“Who are you?” The man asks.
“I’m Nick. Where’s Luke?”
The man shrugs. “Inside, I suppose.” There’s a scream of pain from somewhere in the house and Nick rushes in.
“Luke?” He calls out. “Luke!”
Nick almost misses the door for the infirmary. He sees Luke squirming on a bed across the room and he ducks in. “Luke, holy shit.”
“Nick? You came?”
Before Nick can reach Luke’s side, someone shoves him against a wall and holds a knife to his throat.
“Who are you?” The boy demands.
“I’m Nick, I’m a friend of Luke’s.” Nick maneuvers his way out of the boy’s grasp, kneeling down at Luke’s side. “Are you okay?”
“Oh, never better,” Luke says in a strained voice. “Sorry I couldn’t make it.”
“Don’t apologize, dumbass, you’re injured.”
The boy who attacked Nick isn’t done with him quite yet. “How did you get through the barrier?” He inquires.
“Barrier?” Nick says with a confused frown. “What barrier?”
“You’re telling me Peleus just let you pass?”
“Chris, chill,” Luke says.
“Peleus… what, the dragon on the hill? He hardly looked at me.”
“Chris, you can interrogate him later,” Luke says protectively, holding Nick’s arm. Nick’s face grows hot.
“I’ll interrogate him now,” Christ retorts. “Who the hell are you? How do you know Luke and how did you-”
“I’m getting a little tired of your questions, Chris,” Nick says angrily, glaring at him.
“Nicky,” Luke murmurs. Nick’s face heats him again and he look back at the blond. Luke’s eyes widen in surprise when Nick meets his gaze. “Hm. That’s new.”
“What?”
“Your eyes.” Luke reaches his hand to the side table and grabs a hand mirror. He holds it up in front of Nick’s face. “Purple.”
Nick blinks a few times in an attempt to comprehend what he’s seeing. His irises are glowing purple, the same way his cane and umbrella glow. The purple flickers before fading back to his usual ivy green.
“Huh.”
“I’ve never seen anyone’s eyes do that,” Luke mutters, resting the mirror in his lap.
“Well, that’s fucking reassuring.”
Luke manages a laugh, but winces and reaches for a wound at his side.
“Can you guys leave for a minute?” Luke asks Chris and the others in the room.
“But-” Chris starts.
“But nothing. I need to talk to Nick.”
Reluctantly, the small group leaves. Chris casts one last dirty look at Nick before disappearing from view with the others.
“What do you need to talk about?” Nick says gently. Luke shrugs.
“Anything at all. I kind of just wanted them to leave. Maybe today, you and I could hang out like we were going to earlier?”
“I’d love that, but you’re hurt.
“Nah, I’ll heal fast. Some nectar and ambrosia and I’ll be all set. Sound good?”
Nick smiles a little. “Sounds perfect.”
Luke hesitantly reaches for Nick’s hand and holds it, looking up for confirmation that it was okay. Nick’s smile widens and he holds Luke’s hand tighter. Luke’s stiff body relaxes while Nick absentmindedly runs his thumb over Luke’s knuckles periodically.
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Once Luke is feeling better, the two boys wander around camp while Luke explains to Nick everything that’s going on. The Demigod Talk.
At dinner, Nick sits with Luke at Luke’s cabin’s table. Hermes cabin, apparently. Luke is a son of Hermes, which makes his vendetta against the deity make simultaneously more and less sense to Nick.
After dinner, Luke and Nick go for a walk through the camp.
“How are you processing everything?” Luke asks.
“Well, in one day, I met a dragon, found out my eyes can glow purple when I’m angry, discovered that I’m literally half-god, and took an archery lesson from a centaur,” Nick replies. “I’m just fine, Luke.”
“Yeah, no, I get that.” Luke pauses. “You’ve got me, though. You always will.”
Nick reaches for Luke’s hand in the dim light of the sunset.
“I really hope you’re not another Hermes kid,” Luke states. “This kind of thing would kinda be super weird if that was the case.” He holds up their intertwined hands.
“Shit, that’s true.” Nick crosses his fingers on his free hand. “Here’s hoping.”
Just then, Luke glances up and his jaw drops. “Holy shit,” he whispers.
“What?”
Nick looks up, but whatever Luke had seen has disappeared.
“You just got claimed, Nicky,” he says slowly.
“By who?”
Luke swallows hard and meets Nick’s eyes. “Hades. God of the Underworld.”
A/N: Went back and found the original document for this and found out I truly did start this over a year ago, around March 25th 2022. Oddly enough, my sister's birthday. Thank you for reading! I hope to be back with part three soon! Feedback is encouraged and appreciated! Have a lovely day!
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redbird-art · 2 months
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Been watching Nightmind play Shipwrecked 64. It's a normal game!
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accirax · 1 month
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maybe the real disventure was the permanent encampment this show set up in my mind along the way
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aliciasfantasyxox · 7 months
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michaelholdenenjoyer · 9 months
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what i just spent the past 40 minutes doing
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