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angelblacksmith · 7 months

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Hugs with Percy Jackson would include

Tags: kiss, a lot off fluff

Pairing: reader x Percy Jackson

a/n: hello um... I haven't been here for over a year and I hope someone remembers me... It's part two, you can read part one there

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Percy loves hugs.

No, he's addicted to hugs.

He's been through too much shit for his young enough age and now only your hugs or touches bring him back to reality.

Feeling your body and take in the smell of your hair while his hands squeeze you is his favorite pastime.

You two don't have to talk at times like this.

Just to feel you next to him is already a comfort.

He's gone through a lot in his life, but he's still able to find joy in the simple things, like spending time in your arms.

If you feel bad, then Percy will definitely try to support you with a physical touch.

He'd probably wrap you in a big, warm, cozy hug that you'd get lost in.

His comforting arms wrap around you, and he speaks softly with the warmth of a summer breeze.

As you hug him, you feel all of your troubles fade away, and your heart fills with joy.

He is always there to offer a supportive hug, no matter what.

He would make you probably feel like everything was going to be okay.

He just hugs you to him and gently kisses the top of your head while you melt into his cologne with the smell of the sea and the beach.

But Percy also has hard times in his life and a bad mood.

On days like these, he just comes home and puts all his weight on you.

He needs your smell, touch and feel of your body.

It brings him back to reality and gives him a sense of safe.

And if you let him stay in your arms, he would be the happiest boy in the world.

But happy hugs are much better.

If you haven't seen each other for a long time.

Be prepared for the fact that this boy will not leave you for the next few days as soon as you come to him in New York.

He would accidentally touch you all the time and smile that silly smile.

Percy is a little spoon in bed.

He needs you to stroke his hair while he sleeps like a kitten on your chest.

If you had ever asked him about it.

"This is the only way to avoid nightmares for me."

You're his safe place.

That's why he always protects you.

He knows that you are strong enough and self-sufficient.

But he won't forgive himself if something happens to you.

If you get wounded in battle.

Percy will spend twice as much time with you.

And if the wound is not too severe, then he will hug you and hold you to him.

All time.

If he gets wounded in battle and you try to take care of him.

He will grumble that he is not a child.

But in his heart he will catch your every touch and every minute of caring for him.

He would definitely need a hug being in such a vulnerable position.

Percy Jackson's hugs are the kind that make you feel safe and loved.

If you need a bit of comfort or a shoulder to cry on, Percy is the one to go to.

His hugs are the definition of comfort.

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goddessofwisdom-7 · 4 months

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I Gotcha.

Luke Castellan x daughter of Apollo!reader

Description: three times you promised Luke that you got him. The two times he struggled to believe and finally when he did.

A/N: the gif is not mine, credits to the owner.

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The days spent at camp immediately after his failed quest were arguably the worst of Luke's entire life.

He had to drag himself back home with a burnt chunk of an apple, a dragon tooth and half his face destroyed.

You had nursed him back to health. Spending three days straight in the infirmary. The solo quest was a bad idea and you had known it. Luke had gone alone in some sort of attempt to prove himself, seeking glory but now this entire thing had backfired and you couldn't help but worry.

When he awoke he had stared in mute horror at the mirror you held up to his face.

"I tried to minimise the scarring as much as I could, Luke. I couldn't remove it entirely but with the correct balm and scar creams it'll fade," you had explained.

Luke knew you were the best the camp infirmary had but he couldn't explain the rage that boiled within him. This fruitless quest, with its dumb replication to Heracles' and his quest all for the sake of earning his father's attention had permanently marred him.

Physical proof of his father's neglect right there for everyone to witness.

And he would have to carry this stupid scar for the rest of his life.

"Luke?"

His gaze snapped to meet yours, softening slightly, as you placed the mirror facedown on his bedside table.

"Yeah?"

He didn't want to see sympathy in your eyes, no doubt too many campers will be looking upon him like he was a pitiful kicked dog, nor did he want to see disappointment; he wasn't quite sure how he'd stomach that.

But your face held neither of those emotions, instead a strong conviction resided in the lines of your face, lines that you were too young to have, that marked the effects of stress no adolescent should feel.

"I'm gonna take care of you Luke, okay?" You reached out and cupped his uninjured cheek, "I gotcha. I always gotcha."

And wasn't that something.

He reached out cupping your face in his hands, this was his whole world.

"Okay baby; yeah, please."

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Luke had miscalculated. He'd failed to retain the master bolt and the helm of darkness.

Now, he was being punished. Severely. And he hated it but he deserved it. He'd let Kronos down, he needed to learn his lesson so he never makes the same mistake.

The nightmares cut too much into reality though sometimes. His entire body lit aflame but it always got so much worse when he was forced to face a scenario where he had to cut you up so that your pieces would replace the Titan.

He never failed this test, but it always took the most out of him. Even if you always understood his anger, he wasn't sure you'd understand his methods; and at the crack of every dawn, he'd escape his cabin and run to the lake where he knew you'd always be. Like clockwork, watching the sun rise.

This time his skin buzzed with the phantom recollection of his nightmares, he had to scrub at his eyes to clear his vision a few times, mistaking the blood on his hands to be real in his fatigued state.

You sat on the deck, eyes fixed on the changing colours of the sky. He could hear your voice humming a soft nameless tune. This was your ritual, your futile attempts at interactions with your father as he burst across the heavenly dome on his sun chariot.

Nonetheless, Luke always enjoyed the sound of your voice. He'd appreciate it if Apollo never would.

You'd sense his presence as you always did in the early hours and you'd beckon him towards you.

Sitting by your side felt right, amidst all the tension he'd been under. The weight of all his plans. Your song was familiar, the heat and strength of your figure a comfort.

"Nightmares again?" You asked, knowing the answer regardless.

He'd nod.

There were a few truths he was allowed to tell you. Sometimes if he said it with enough of himself, he could fool himself to believe that all you knew weren't mainly lies.

"Come here."

And you'd guide his head to you lap, gentle– loving, like the first rays of the sun. You would card your fingers through his curls, and every now and then lightly ghost your fingertips over the scar on his face.

On occasion, Luke would dream that you were healing him, erasing his scars, erasing his pains.

"I gotcha Luke," you'd murmur, "I always gotcha."

Some mornings he'd fall into a dreamless sleep.

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"I gotcha baby," oh he's missed that voice, "I always gotcha, Luke." It's been too long. Days, weeks, months. Years.

You were crying.

Percy and Annabeth were crying too but–

You're crying.

Don't cry.

He's really tired, and it's getting difficult to take a breath. He figures this is the feeling of death and he's trying to not be afraid.

You reach for him, and he forces himself to open his eyes and look at you.

It's not so bad. Your face has always been what he'd like to see last. It's just–

There's so much to say. So many things he has to tell you, to apologise for, to confess, to love and there's no time.

You're so beautiful.

Even covered in soot and monster dust and blood.

Your hands cup his face, fingers instinctively brushing his brows and scar. You keep mumbling small comforts, little assurances. But you don't promise life, because that wouldn't be true and while Luke has been a deceitful liar, you have never been one yourself and you won't lie to him even now.

But you promise that you got him. And he believes you.

"I know baby," He huffs and tries to say, "but now...it's time– time to let me go."

It's a struggle. His vision is blurry, he's really tired.

So he focuses on the feel of you instead, letting his eyes close. This is just like falling asleep.

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#luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fic rec #pjo fandom #pjo fanfic #percy jackson #luke castellan #annabeth chase #lc

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poisonpercy · 5 months

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Can you recommend percabeth fics?

Mix and Mingle by MariaClaire

When the architectural firm where Annabeth is an intern hosts a party, she invites Percy to go with her. Percy is used to fighting monsters, but accompanying Annabeth to a fancy party is an entirely new type of challenge.

always got my back by bipercabeth

Just ten more minutes until Percy is at Annabeth’s dorm. He just has to stay alive for ten more minutes.

a little kissing never hurt nobody by orphan_account

“Name of the game is spin the bottle.”

“Is this really a productive use of our time?”

“Shut up, Annabeth.”

you left me no choice (but to stay here forever) by seasunwrites

“You lost a lot of blood.”

“Hmm. Probably why I feel like mush.”

She felt a lump forming in her throat. Not for the first time that day.

“It wasn’t—Gods, Perce,” she murmured, not meeting his eyes. “If you’d only seen it…”

“I know. I should’ve listened to you.”

“You should’ve said that yesterday.”

;

Things happen, and people get hurt, in more ways than one.

Professor Overshare and Professor Stoneface by lululou

Sadie met with two very different professors back-to-back. It's hard for her to adjust from one lighthearted teacher to another serious advisor. Little does she know about their unexpected relationship to each other.

Twitter, Do Your Thing by mariuspunmercy

When Percy reaches 10 million subscribers, he takes a little trip down memory lane and talks about his old high school crush.

Twitter, being the detectives they are, decide to try and reunite Percy with the mystery girl he misses so much.

#percabeth #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo #pjo fic rec #ask #skys post

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yonemurishiroku · 11 months

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Me *staring at Nico and Leo creating Greek fire together*: Holy sh---

The fic about Nico and Leo going to the Underworld for Jason. I just wished for it and it just appeared. I'm a god. The universe loves me.

#nico di angelo #leo valdez #jason grace #valdangelo #jasico #valgrace #pjo #hoo #toa #yone rambling #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus #trials of apollo #jasico fic rec #valdangelo fic rec #valgrace fic rec #pjo fic rec #fic rec #fanfic talk again bc what’s new anw?

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theprinceofdarknesssquad · 13 days

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Give Him Space

A Solangelo Fanfiction

Summary: Nico and Will are good friends, and both of them like each other, but haven't confessed yet. One night, Nico has a nightmare.

Will Solace has always been a light sleeper. He would be woken up by the faintest of breeze, or the softest rustle of leaves beside Cabin 11. He had grown accustomed to the occasional snores of the Apollo kids, but other than that, even the smallest of noises could wake him up.

Including footsteps.

One night, Will heard hurried footsteps from outside the Cabin, and at first, doubted that it was probably just another camper who got hungry at night. But then, he succeeded in overthinking and decided to check it out instead.

Will got out of bed and the cabin, closing the door quietly behind him. He turned towards the Dining Pavillion but found no one upon reaching there. He strained his ear to hear any sound from the kitchens, but it was silent. Will blinked confusedly, looking around. Was he hallucinating? He was sure he heard footsteps.

Then, he saw it. It was a shadow, a shadow of someone heading towards the beach. There was only one person Will knew who was brave - and crazy - enough to go towards the beach at night. And his stealth, his stance was like that of a ghost.

Nico di Angelo.

Will didn't want to admit it out loud, but he liked Nico. Romantically. But he had never even given a thought to confessing his feelings to him. For one, he wasn't sure if Nico was over Percy Jackson, and second, he didn't know if Nico was ready to accept the truth about himself.

A lot of times, Will would get angry at Percy. He knew that it was unreasonable and that Percy was a great guy. But he was also one of the main reasons why Nico's feelings were in shambles, so Will couldn't control the bout of rage that would overcome him at times whenever he saw Poseidon's son.

Will wondered if he should follow Nico. He knew that it was crazy to do so, not because staying out of bed past curfew was dangerous, but mainly because Nico would go feral if he came to know that someone was following him.

But leaving someone alone in danger and worse, in pain was not in Will's nature nor in his ideals. So, he braced himself, took a deep breath and started following the son of Hades.

Will was stealthy, but not half as much as Nico. Nico moved smoothly and swiftly, not disturbing anything around him. He was like a shadow, which could mould itself compared to its surrounding. Will tried his best to keep track of him, but it proved to be difficult.

Nico was so skilled at hiding himself from everyone. He'd find comfort in confined spaces and darkness. He had learned how to smile at the darkness, and at one point, the dark smiled back. Nico was still a mystery to most, a mystery they would rather ignore than bother.

But Will was different. He knew that, deep inside, Nico was hurting. It did not take a genius to guess that. Being Apollo's kid, Will could detect easily if there was something with someone, and the moment he had first laid eyes on Nico, he had almost doubled over after sensing the hurt in his heart.

As he followed the boy towards the beach, Will wondered why he was awake. At the next moment, he understood how stupid he had been. Nico must be having nightmares, of course. Gaea, the battle, the giants, Octavian, they all frequented Will's nightmares. It was stupid to assume that they didn't Nico's.

And Nico...Nico had gone through Tartarus. All on his own. Will could not even imagine the horrors he must have faced. Will smiled sadly, Nico was so strong, so brave, even when he denied it.

Nico sat in the sand by the beach and looked at the sea. Will stayed back in the trees, thinking about what he should do. He wanted to surge forward and sit beside him, talk to him and console him. That was his first thought. He didn't want Nico to suffer alone, he had been doing so for too long.

But then, he paused. Nico had been alone for too long, so Will didn't know if he would welcome his presence or feel threatened by it. Instead of feeling better that someone was there for him, Nico might withdraw himself inwards even more. Will didn't want to make that mistake.

Nico and Will had become good friends. Will reminisced a fond memory and smiled to himself.

"I'm telling you, Solace. I'm fine!" Nico insisted. He was starting to get angry, he kept telling Will that he was fine. But Will knew better. Nico was just back from Camp Jupiter and looked more exhausted than ever. He must have shadow-travelled, given his drooping eyes and haggard face.

"Tell me, di Angelo, when was the last time you drank water?" Will asked, ignoring Nico's glare and thrusting a bottle of water in his hands. There was no one else in the infirmary, everyone liked Nico but avoided him nonetheless.

Nico gripped the bottle tightly, "None of your business. I'm fine." "You look anything but fine." Will said dismissively, "Let me check your blood pressure-"

Nico relented after a long argument. He slumped down on the bed and kept glaring at Will. Will kept checking his vitals and tried to hide the smile on his face. Nico attempted to look scary and menacing when he was glaring, and Will was not going to tell him how cute it made him look.

He didn't want to battle Ghostboy.

After he was done, Will expected Nico to storm out and throw the bottle in the trashcan, but none of that happened. He looked at Will keenly instead. "What?" Will asked.

"Nothing." He answered after a long time, "You're not afraid of me."

"It's not the same as before anymore, Nico." Will said softly, "You are one of us."

"Everyone says that," Nico murmured, "But I know they're afraid of me."

"Well, you are the son of Hades, you're mysterious, you have an obsession with McDonald's, you can talk to ghosts, you always wear black, even in the summer heat. But you must remember, you're not a fearsome monster or something." Will said. He looked away, trying to not blush. He cursed himself for spilling how much he observed Nico.

Nico chuckled. "Funny, Solace. But I will remember to bring you a burger the next time I got to McDonald's." He stood up and walked out of the infirmary. Will stared after him. Was he developing a crush on the boy?

Will gazed at the same boy. It was from that incident that their friendship grew. And now they were at a point where everyone could tell that there was something more between them. But Will didn't want to put a burden on Nico unless he was sure he reciprocated his feelings.

Will's heart ached to go forward and sit beside Nico. Granted, he was not the most talkative, or the most polite, or the most welcoming person, but Will liked him. For what he was. A hurt, lost boy with a kind heart, who only wanted good for the world, despite what the world had put him through.

So Will paused. Nico deserved his space, Will wasn't going to go and invade that. He stepped backwards and made a decision to go back to bed. The next morning, he'd ask Nico if he had gotten any sleep. He'd magically guess that Nico had nightmares and confront him about it. He'd then try to talk to him only if the son of Hades wanted to talk.

Tomorrow, he'd do everything for Nico.

But tonight, it was only required to give him space.

NOTE - This is my first Solangelo fanfic, so hope it was good. Thanks for reading!

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starlvndr · 7 months

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i am back asking for more fic recs. this time it’s based of an insta post i saw where percy had more fish-like features/traits. if anyone has fic recs with any of the following hcs PLEASE DROP RECOMMENDATIONS🙏🙏

(all creds to the artist @pmpkn_soup_pt2 on insta)

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fic rec #pjo #pjo fanart #pjo fanfic #pjo hcs #PLEASEDROPFICRECS #allcredstoartist #fanart #heroes of olympus

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stupidlovepurplepeace · 3 months

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OBSESSED

#son of sea foam #pjo fic #caffeinatedflumadiddle #ao3 fanfic #ao3 #fic rec #pjo fic rec

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theothermaidoftarth · 2 months

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My wonderful mutual @pebblume’s brilliant fic. The subject matter is one rarely shown in media and she pulls it off so well. The characterisation is on point and feels like an extension of canon. I felt so much empathy for Annabeth and just wanted to give her a hug. Luckily she is not alone and has Percy ‘loyalty is my fatal flaw’ Jackson by her side. His attentiveness would melt a heart of stone. Sally raised him well.

#Pjo fic rec #roseprose’s fic #pebblume’s fic #annabeth chase #percy jackson #pjo #baby percabeth #such a good fic

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evilwizardlyways · 2 months

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can y’all help a girl out and rec some pjo fics where percy is cool as fuck but also just a silly little guy!! not BAMF just vibing while coincidentally being rad!! it would be much appreciated <33 por favor i think he deserves some love and am in a fic drought rn 🙏

#percabeth is always welcome ofc but rlly i’m looking for percy centric #if it happens to have outsiders pov i’m proposing on the spot #anyways pretty pretty please #pjo #pjo fic rec #ao3 #percy jackson #fanfiction ask

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rapha-reads · 1 year

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Me: "I'm going to go to bed early for once, so i can start my week early."

The amazing, spectacular, talented, brilliant @rosyredlipstick: *posts her new Solangelo/PJO fic*

Me: "ah, shit, here we go again."

What an absolutely magnificent story! What a ride, what a thrill. I forgot to breathe so many times, I got chills, I got giggles, I got pterodactyl screeches and gasps and chuckles! It has everything and it is so, so, so very good. 100% definitely recommend, please, read it. And leave Rosy a comment.

#percy jackson #pjo #solangelo #pjo fic #pjo fic rec #solangelo fic #solangelo fic rec #fic rec #rosyredlipstick #horror fic #nico di angelo #will solace #jason grace #leo valdez #piper mclean #me whenever rosy posts: NEED RIGHT NOW #thank you for always writing the best stuff rosy #rapha talks #rapha reads

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allbookedupp · 10 months

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I reread all my AO3 subscriptions like every other week, but especially So Burns the God because it is such a top tier HOO rewrite so far and I can’t get it out of my head

#the lil dose of dopamine when that update hits my email #pjo fic rec #pjo #the writing is so good

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angelblacksmith · 2 years

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Hugs with Percy Jackson would include

Pairing: Percy Jackson x fem!reader

Warning: mention of monsters

part two there

He always smells of the ocean.

It's his favorite perfume.

Percy loves to sleep in an embrace.

This is his reassurance.

A small warm and cozy world of embraces in which you are just the two of you.

Likes to hug you from behind when you're cooking.

Especially if it's earlier in the morning and you're making breakfast.

He just comes up to you sleepy and puts his hands on your waist and his head on your shoulder.

His eyes are closed at the same time.

Sometimes such morning hugs turn into something more ;)

Almost always Percy's hand is either on your waist or on your shoulder.

If you don't mind of course.

Morning sleepy hugs.

When you are still half asleep and you have a couple of minutes for the most cozy morning hugs.

Warm hugs after playing in the snow or near the sea.

When he throws snowballs at you.

Or if it's summer.

Splashes you with seawater.

But there are tense and nervous hugs.

Because the life of half-breeds is complicated.

At times like this, you hug Percy more often.

Because you can see how worried he is all the time.

And if there are small breaks from fights with monsters and building plans.

Percy needs someone close to him.

And that someone is you.

At such moments, hugs seem to be the safest place.

But at the usual time.

When monsters don't bother you and Percy.

Percy loves it when you hug him, too.

But Percy is still a big spoon.

So usually he still hugs you.

Hugs when you're cold with him.

Or tired hugs.

Gentle hugs through which you both strive to show your affection for each other.

All this fills your relationship with Percy.

And your life.

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goddessofwisdom-7 · 4 months

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Bane of Existence

Luke Castellan x reader

Description: Luke spends a few moments with you alone

A/N: So, Luke is canonically 19 years old during lightning thief so I've gone ahead and written an unhinged and mildly suggestive short. I like the concept of an unhinged pov ngl.

Luke plans on poisoning Percy. It's a desperate plan, in your opinion. And a stupid one. Percy is a child. The entire plot to overthrow the gods is fine, but there was no need to hurt other demigods.

"You're crazy Luke," you mumble, breaking your kiss. Your mouth remains close to his, breathing air into each other's lungs. The two of you'll have been hiding away all alone for quite some time, and looking at his kiss-swollen lips you lean forward to nip at them once more, "absolutely insane."

If other children were hurt in the process, you'll would be no different from the gods. But he refused to see reason. And for all his vices, you would not stop him from following through with this crazy plan and running away with him.

"We're going through with this plan baby," He says, catching your wrists tightly and taking two of your digits into his mouth, trailing his tongue down your skin and scraping his teeth lightly. Languid, sinful.

Sighing, you relax in his hold, a low heat simmering in your belly.

You liked Percy; of course, he's a sweet kid and it sucks that he's caught right in the middle of this disaster but you made your choice to stand by Luke years ago.

The two of you'll have borne witness to the most vulnerable parts of each other. The emotional and physical. He has experienced all your crevices as you have his. There is no alternate option to him. The world will burn, wholly and entirely, many will die but in the end Luke will crawl back into your arms and you will accept him each time.

For all the time he sounds with you in you he has created a space for himself between your ribs and that's where he resides in the quiet moments. You allow this because who else would you allow other than the love of your life.

You pull your fingers out of his mouth and clutch his jaw, wet digits pressing the shape of his cheekbones.

"We better not end up dead immediately babe."

He smirks, and oh yes, you're gonna spend the rest of your days with this man, "yes boss."

You press another harsh kiss on his lips before taking him up into your arms and he wraps his arms around you, encompassing you and hums. You are his bane as much as he is yours. He'd lick your blood and sweat like nectar, cut the two of you'll open only to sew you'll together.

There's no going back now.

The warmth of his breath burns your neck and you savour it. These are your last moments of peace before pandemonium.

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#luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo fic rec #pjo fanfic #percy jackson #luke castellan #pjo fandom #pjo x reader

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poisonpercy · 6 months

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Hey, can you recommend good Percabeth fics?

I honestly don’t read much ship-centric fics, and I haven’t read any pjo fics in like a year but here’s a few I found in my ao3 history

Flower Shop by kksunflowerbaby

Annabeth runs a flower shop. Percy comes in with the most insulting request she has ever seen.

Stars and Stripes and Stars by Ms_Understood94

Percy Jackson is the best swimmer to have ever lived. Annabeth is a successful pop-star.

Watching him swim, Annabeth may have developed a small (large) crush on him. What happens when they're forced to host a fundraiser together?

everythin' is icy and blue and you are here there too under the mistletoe by perseannabeth

Annabeth was twenty-six. She was thriving in her architecture firm and was close to getting a big promotion, and lived in a really nice apartment in the flatiron district in New York City, she did not deserve to be sitting at the kids’ table at her family Christmas dinner. Now it was almost Christmas time and Annabeth was determined to sit with the rest of the adults, and that’s why she had told aunt Caroline she was going to bring her boyfriend to their family Christmas dinner. The only problem? She didn’t have a boyfriend.

#ask #percy jackson #annabeth chase #percabeth #pjo fic rec #pjo fic recs #skys post

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yonemurishiroku · 1 year

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*wheezing laughing screaming*

The fic (Solangelo)

#fanfic talk again bc what’s new anw?#fic rec #pjo fic rec #jason grace #will solace #solangelo #solangelo fic rec #pjo #yone rambling #hoo #toa #percy jackson and the olympians

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blueskiesandstarrynights · 3 months

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yall pls read this its ep 7 spec presenting the idea of the fourth pearl falling into tartarus when grover is almost pulled in and Annabeth is dangling a la mark of athena 👀👀

#pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #grover underwood #percy jackson #pjo fic rec #blue rambles #mark of athena

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