#frank zhang smut

[bvrnesher]

❝ 𝒫ull 𝒪ut 𝒢ame ! ❞ ― pjo/hoo boys !

— 💬 a/n: It's 3:12 a.m., I haven't slept and I have thoughts. Like ACTUAL thoughts. DELULU thoughts.

— 𝒫ercy 𝒥ackson ;; his pull out game is so-so but it's not really a game to him. it's a tragedy. he can pull out, he really can—but the second you clench around him and moan his name all breathy and wrecked? gone. he’s staying inside and apologizing for it while still twitching. “fuck, sorry, you just felt too good.” no self-control. man is one tight hug away from giving you triplets.

rating: 4/10

— 𝒥ason 𝒢race ;; textbook perfect. clinically correct. he’s the honor student of nut control. always pulls out with time to spare, wipes you down with a warm towel, kisses your forehead, and asks how you’re feeling. BUT—if you beg him not to? if you whimper a little and say “please”? he folds like a lawn chair.

rating: 9/10 when in control, 2/10 if you say “inside” in a pretty voice

— ℒeo 𝒱aldez ;; boy has ZERO pull out game. he doesn’t even pretend to try. he’ll be balls deep and babbling about how tight and warm you are, then let out a choked moan and cum inside you without warning. immediately follows up with a “fuckfuckfuck I was supposed to pull out” and then blames you for “being too sexy.”

rating: -3/10. negative.

— ℱrank 𝒵hang ;; he pulls out with sweet, apologetic gentleness. murmurs “almost there” and actually means it. doesn’t even thrust through the orgasm—he shudders and then paints your stomach like a gentleman. but the moment you say “it’s okay, baby, I’m on the pill”? oh. he’s finishing inside with a shaky moan and saying “you’re sure? really sure?” as he fills you up.

rating: 8/10 unless you give him permission—then all bets are off

— ℒuke 𝒞astellan ;; can pull out. just doesn’t. he’ll be like “what’s the point?” while holding your hips down and staying in deep, whispering “take it. you can take it.” he moans like it’s a religious experience and you’re lucky if you get a warning before he fills you up and says “mine.”

rating: 1/10. he’s breeding on purpose

Stormy's asks games ! :: I think we can safely say that a new section of "Stormy's asks games" is opening. Basically, You can send me "Games" either nsfw or sfw to the inbox and we can be delulu together 👭

example: this post

Reqs closed, asks games always open.

+ I saw it on Twitter and had to make it a pjo version, I lost the post, but credits for that one <3

[bayetea]

— please stay, hippocrene

( a percabeth + frazel romantic getaway fic )

summary — ;

♡ — Percy, Frank, Annabeth, and Hazel, hoping to take a break from their adult responsibilities (and have some desperately needed alone time with their partners), go on vacation together. Their plans are thwarted harshly when a certain ring of goddesses summons them to a quest. With their holiday sorely interrupted, can they still make time for romance?

content — ;

♡ steamy. vanilla. intimate. romantic. silly. rom-com vibes. tooth-achingly sweet. ♡ features percabeth and frazel equally, + very minor jiper and solangelo ♡ takes place approx. 9 years after HoO, ignores all books afterwards ♡ characters are explicitly described as adults in their 20s ♡ don't like, don't read/interact. see ao3 link for more info and warnings

excerpt below the cut, please like if you read. reblogs are appreciated ♡

Preview

[ ... ] The melodies of New Rome chirped in the distant background; lares scolding unruly legionnaires, Hannibal the elephant stomping about the grounds, eagles squawking in the dusky sky above—but the only sound that Hazel seemed to mind was that which thundered from his chest. “Your heartbeat’s really going, Frank.” she observed, lifting her head an inch from his body. “Sheesh. Is it usually like this?” And he answered without thinking, “It is around you.” Their eyes met right then. Frank blushed up to his ears. Looking directly into Hazel’s eyes often felt like opening up a treasure chest. One could hardly tell the difference between heaps of gold jewelry and the amber in her eyes, shimmering like gilded shards of cherished earth. As she stared up at him with those faultless, glittery irises, Frank thought to himself that he was still out of his league. This brave, stunning woman laying sweetly in his arms, whose dear love felt like a fairytale… His eyes wandered to her lips. Gorgeous, shapely little things—the lips that framed her every picturesque smile. At this moment, he couldn’t stop staring at them. He knew what he wanted to do. He wasn’t brave enough. What a poor excuse for a child of Mars, who could plunder the battlefield valiantly but now failed to summon enough courage to kiss his own girlfriend— “Y—you can kiss me, Frank. It’s okay…” His heart stopped for a moment. Frank looked back up to her eyes and he felt stupid, graceless, embarrassed; he must have been staring at her mouth so obviously. Could he be any less romantic? Hazel looked rather shy herself. Her thumb drew nervous circles on his chest, and she struggled to maintain eye contact. But she had uttered those heart-stopping words, and she seemed to have meant them. Her back had straightened so that her face was a little closer in level to his. Likely on purpose. Frank could barely control his breathing. They had already kissed not long ago, but with the daylight dimmed, with the fact that they would usually be preparing for bed in separate rooms by now, this felt… different… Gods, he was so uncool. — PSH, Ch. 01

♡ Read the full chapter on AO3, here.

[sodamnbored]

If I were to, hypothetically, write a fic using an assortment of Camp Jupiter guys (pre-Hoo, but not necessarily very far before, so Frank can join), who would be good to include? We’re talking group smut of course.

Or put in the notes or tags if there’s a different combination you’d prefer/if I’ve missed somebody. Please and thank you 😊

[girlkisser13]

frank zhang masterlist

art credits: benteja9, @drizzledrawings, & @piedpip3rrr

* indicates smut

headcanons

dating frank zhang would include

nsfw headcanons *

imagines

drabbles

[pumpkinbxtch]

— sorry i curved you (i'm not)∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠° headcanons

how HoO boys reject a person who tries to flirt with them ft. apollo

who's here: leo valdez, percy jackson, frank zhang, jason grace & apollo / lester

warnings: well, it implies that the reader is female and language.

a/n: heyooo, its friday of headcanons yummy.

— leo valdez:

— leavin' my hot girlfriend for you?, hell nah.

He's speechless. yeah he is a flirtatious boy, yes, but when he is so in love with you, committed to you, literally nothing else exists. The moment another person tells him or hints at him, he will tell them a joke and is probably the one who takes a sip of a non-existent drink and then leaves laughing (like, out of pity).

— frank zhang:

— uhm, i'm taken, like... seriously taken.

Frank is sweet, we all know that, but when they make that kind of mistake, they're dead to him. At that moment he leaves without tell more, talking with themselves. Frank will probably be embarrassed but for him you are the only one and he thinks he is yours so bye.

— percy jackson:

— wha- what do you mean? brooooo, buu. shoo-shoo, or whatever. I'M MARRIEEEEED.

This man is literally loyalty walking. He would never let someone else in if they tried to flirt with him. For that he would have to realize that they are doing it and surely Percy is too distracted for that.

— jason grace:

— i have wife.

No more comments. That man already imagined you a entire life so If another person pounces on him, he is one of those who steps aside and lets the other person fall flat. Unapologetically, like: "You brought it on yourself for thinking that I'm going to move on from the love of my life"

— apollo / lester

— You would look better under a mountain than actin' shitty. I make a few calls and you could be.

Being Lester, he'll probably step back all blushing and walk away. He feels sorry for someone noticing him but in the end he knows that the only person who matters to him is you.

Being Apollo, he will surely do the same but without looking so pathetic. He leaves and laughs in denial like "ah ah, my lady is mine and I'm hers. I already swore it." Also, if they try again he will use them like his horses' shoes.

[lolxdswag123]

The Engine Room Scene

Leo Valdez x reader

Warnings: MoA spoilers, mentions of foster care, loneliness, a steamy makeout session

Author’s note: I’m actually really proud of this one so let me know what you think

———————————-———————————————

I quietly rocked back and forth on my heels, trying not to make any noise. If I let the floor creak even a decibel too loud, Coach Hedge would be out here in an instant.

I had been standing here for at least three minutes now, working up the energy to knock on my best friend’s door at this ridiculous hour. I knew he’d been feeling really down lately- something had been off since we left Camp Jupiter- even after Piper had coaxed the Eidolon out of him. I had kept myself awake all night so far, trying to figure out how I could help him.

I had originally decided to talk to him tomorrow, but my mind wouldn’t let me rest for even a second- so here I was.

Part of me wanted to just enter the room, as I had so many times before. But the other part of me wanted to turn back to my room, go to bed, and pretend that I hadn’t been standing out here for several minutes now. I decided on a third option of knocking as quietly as I could, to avoid stirring any of my other sleeping friends.

After the first knock, I took a tiny step back- listening for any movement in the room. There was none. I waited half a minute before trying again, slightly louder this time.

Still nothing.

Anyone else would’ve given up there, but I knew my best friend too well. If he’s not in his room, he’s either on the deck, working on the ship- or he’s in the engine room.

I tip toed as quietly as I could, my slippers being a soft cushion to silence the impact of my feet on the boards. I headed toward the back of the ship, and down to the lower deck to the engine room.

Before I even opened the door I could feel the vibration of the engine. It’s hum was quiet and relaxing, which gave me a feeling I was in the right place.

I slowly pushed open the door, trying to avoid any creaking. Of course with Leo’s excellent craftsmanship, the doors weren’t going to squeak anyways.

I took a soft step inside, and immediately spotted my best friend peacefully sleeping on the floor with only a pillow and blanket. It looked extremely uncomfortable.

I quietly closed the door behind me, stopping it before it clicked to limit any more noise that Hedge might hear.

I tip toed over to him, sitting down next to his sleeping figure, and reached down to run my fingers through his hair.

It wasn't unusual for us to be physically affectionate with each other. We had been best friends for almost a year now. We first met when we both ended up at the Wilderness school with Piper. The three of us had become close, but Leo and I shared a special bond. We understood each other in a way that no one had ever been able to before.

Both of us had grown up in foster care- so we never really had a permanent home. Being with Leo every day for the past year has felt more like home than I ever thought I could feel.

Things only started feeling off the past few days. With the Eidolon in Leo's head, he had fired on Camp Jupiter without knowing. He also had quite a few outbursts that left our friendship in an uncomfortable place. I knew it was just the Eidolon, but his words still stung.

Leo had never been anything but gentle and kind to me- aside from his targeted jokes every now and then- but that was how our friendship worked. When the Eidolon was possessing him he said some things about how my parents didn't care about me and that's why I ended up in foster care. He also had said something about how of course we are the only two single members of the quest because nobody cared about us.

I let the words pass over me in the moment, but part of me couldn't get the memory out of my head. And yet, I was more worried about him than I was about my own emotional wellness.

I brushed his hair out of his face, watching a sleepy smile settle onto his face at the feeling. I subconsciously started tapping Morse code on his head- the way to communicate he made me learn at the Wilderness School to talk during classes. It took a while, but I got the basics down. We hadn’t used it much since he’d gotten so busy with building the Argo ii, and we hadn’t used it at all since he’d been possessed by the Eidolon.

He stirred, and I immediately stopped tapping. I didn’t even realize until I’d stopped that I was tapping miss you.

I pulled my hand back, letting him blink his eyes open. I watched as he reached his arms up to stretch, a smirk crossing his face as he looked up at me.

“Well well well,” he said, looking up at me, “if I’d have known I’d be getting a late-night visit, I would’ve put on my good pajamas.”

I snorted at his attempt at a joke, rolling my eyes and smacking his arm gently with my hand.

His smirk widens as he rests his hands behind his head, “what can I do for ya, querida?”

I blushed lightly, breaking eye contact for a moment before saying, “I just wanted to see how you were doing…”

His smirk dropped slightly, looking uncomfortable, but his grin quickly returned as he said, “If you mean after having an evil spirit leave my body… I’d say I’m doing great, even better now that you’re here, estrella.”

I sighed, knowing his typical way of deflecting his feelings into humor. It would be hard to get around.

“Leo, I’m serious.” I prodded, “I know something’s been up lately.” I leaned back, allowing my arms to prop me up.

He scanned my face, his face becoming slightly more serious, but he didn’t let go quite yet.

“I think you’re just making up excuses to hangout with your charming best friend in the middle of the night,” he said, turning on his side to face me, resting his head on his hand and raising his eyebrows suggestively.

“Yeah, that’s it. I just was dying for some alone time with you.” I said with thick sarcasm in my voice, playing along to his game. The words were true, but that isn’t what I was here to talk about. That was a conversation for after I figured out what was going on with him.

“See, I knew it, mi amor,” he grinned, looking up at me, “come here.” He said, laying back and opening his arms.

I rolled my eyes, but obliged, moving forward until I was laying on the floor as well- our arms around each other and my head in his neck. Unfortunately the floor as uncomfortable as I anticipated. Although I hardly noticed that as I breathed in Leo’s scent. He always had a soft smell of camp fire, and I adored it. Nothing ever could make me feel so at home.

There had been many nights at the Wilderness School that Leo and I had spent comfortably laying on each other. There were even a few times we’d accidentally fallen asleep in each others dorms. It had always been purely platonic, although Piper had questioned us about it hundreds of times.

After we got to camp, we obviously weren’t allowed to sleep in the same cabin- or even lay together. And now with Coach Hedge on the look out… let’s just say I missed the times we got to spend together like this.

I took a deep breath, pushing the memories aside and bringing myself back to the present moment. I could feel Leo’s hands fiddling with the hair on the back of my neck.

“Leo?” I asked, exhaling.

“Hm?” He hummed quietly.

“Can you be honest with me?” I whispered, as I begun subconsciously tapping again on his side where my hand rested.

He was silent for a moment, still fiddling with my hair, before saying, “Of course, querida.”

I nodded, feeling the warmth of his neck against my cheek. “What’s been going on with you? I know the whole evil spirit thing was a lot… but something else has just seemed… off? You know?”

He took a deep sigh, hands moving to fiddle with something from the floor now instead of my hair. “The ‘whole evil spirit thing’ was definitely a lot…” he whispered, mocking the way I said it.

“But, I don’t really know.” He said, shifting slightly below me.

I lifted my head, looking up at him, and lightly tapping a word that I had learned very well on his side. Liar.

He shook his head, rolling his eyes at my gesture. “You just know me so well, huh?” He teased.

“Of course I do.” I nodded, now fully propping myself up to look at him. “And I know when something is off with you.”

He breaks eye contact, suddenly finding the wooden wall a lot more interesting than this conversation. “This just isn’t really what I expected… I don’t know.” He trails off.

He’s always had a hard time talking about his feelings. He didn’t open up to me about his mom until nine months into our friendship. I understood completely, but all I wanted was to help him.

The night that he finally opened up to me about her, I had helped him relax and then the words started flowing much more easily. I decided that I should do the same now.

I slowly reached my hands up to his head, bringing them to his hair and massaging gently. He leaned into my touch and closed his eyes.

“You don’t know?” I asked, not stopping my movements.

He hummed, clearly only half-paying attention now.

“It’s not what you expected?” I asked, repeating what he had just told me.

He opened his eyes slightly, gazing up at my face, but closed them again and leaned his head fully into his pillow. He gave a slight shrug, “I just feel…” he paused for a minute before continuing, “kind of like an outsider?”

I was taken aback by his words, but I didn’t show it. An outsider? And he’s saying this to the one person who gets him more than anyone?

I continued massaging his head, nodding at his words even though he couldn’t see me. “An outsider? Why?” I asked gently.

He shrugged again, and softly mumbled, “Everybody here just seems so useful to eachother. Percy and Jason have all their awesome powers. Piper literally saved me with her charm speak, Annabeth has her super smarts, you are just like all around perfect…” he trailed off, opening one eye to look at me.

I blushed, tucking my head into his neck again, but didn’t stop massaging his head.

He continued, “Hazel and Frank… actually I haven’t gotten to know them very well yet, but I bet they can do some awesome stuff too.” He finished.

The tone of his voice could’ve shattered my heart. When he finished talking, I pulled my hands away from his hair, propping myself up to get a better look at him.

“Leo?” I asked gently. He moved both of his hands behind his head again to look up at me.

“Yeah?”

“Who built this ship?” I ask.

“My cabin.” He answered.

“No Leo. Who is responsible for building this ship?” I asked again.

His eyebrows furrowed, before responding, “Me, but-“

“No.” I cut him off, “Stop that. None of us would even be here without you. You’re the most important one here. Seriously.” I said, confidently.

He let the corner of his mouth twitch into a slight smile, “Thanks, querida.”

I looked at him for a few moments, still not feeling like the air had been cleared. He wouldn’t make eye contact with me.

“Leo.” I said softly.

“Yeah?” He asked, still not meeting my eyes.

“That’s not everything, is it?” I asked, laying back down next to him and trying to catch his eyes.

He glanced over at me, before staring at the ceiling and giving his head a small shake.

“What’s going on?” I asked, reaching out a hand to rest on his arm and draw soothing shapes on it.

He pursed his lips, momentarily glancing at me again. He shook his head before speaking, “That’s not the only reason I feel like an outsider.”

I continued tracing shapes on his arm, “Then what is it?” I asked.

He gave a small chuckle, “You’re not going to let me joke my way through this one are you?”

“Never, Valdez,” I smiled through my words, shaking my head and scooting closer to him.

He finally turned his head toward me, looking into my eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.

When he finally spoke, his voice was even softer than before. “Do you ever feel like… everyone’s got somebody and you’re just alone?”

I nod, recognizing this conversation as one we’d had before- particularly about when we were in foster care.

“You know I do.” I said gently.

“Well…” he said, rolling his head back toward the ceiling and throwing his arm over his face. “I just thought I was done feeling like that when we got to camp- and when I met you, Jason, and Piper- of course. But now that we’ve started this quest I’ve been feeling that way more than ever…” he trailed off, still covering his face with his arm.

I paused for a moment, considering his words. Could this be because of the Eidolon? Or maybe because we’re so far from all of his newfound brothers and sisters?

“Why do you think that is, Leo?” I asked, allowing my hand to rest now on his arm.

He removed his arm from his face, eyes directed toward the ceiling in silence for what felt like ages, before speaking, “…I don’t know how to explain it…” he paused again for several moments, “Like… Jason and Piper have eachother, Annabeth and Percy have eachother, Frank and Hazel don’t know it yet but they obviously are going to be together… and I just feel like… I don’t know…”

I processed his words, feeling the truth of them sink in. Almost everyone on our ship was paired off. But then again- so were we. The friendship that we shared did that for us. We had a connection between the two of us that we didn’t have with anyone else. We did all the same things as any of the other couples… we just weren’t a couple.

I start tracing my fingers along his arm again, softly saying, “Well, we have eachother.”

His eyes flickered to mine briefly, and then he fully turned on his side to finally face me, looking me directly in the eye.

I dropped my hand, feeling my heart rate pick up a little bit. I wasn’t sure why I was nervous, but it didn’t feel like a bad type of nervous.

“We have eachother.” He repeated, nodding.

“Of course.” I confirmed, nodding as well.

I watched as his eyes scanned over my face once, then again.

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a q-tip and a plastic bottle cap and began fidgeting with them.

“That’s different though,” he said, now watching his hands work with the items.

“Is it really, though?” I asked, watching him fidget as well. “I mean, you’re my best friend. We tell eachother everything, and we do things like-“ I paused, gesturing between us, “this.” I finished.

He nodded slowly, not meeting my eyes.

“I mean how different is that really from what they have?” I asked, shifting onto my back so I could stare at the ceiling.

He paused his fidgeting, returning the items to his pocket. He took a deep breath in, exhaling slowly. I was familiar with this look on his face. It meant he was deep in thought. It was the same look that he had when he’d be working in bunker 9.

I studied his face, reaching a hand out to gently rest on his cheek. He leaned into my hand, pressing a quick kiss to it before meeting my eyes again.

“You really are something special, you know that?” He whispered, glancing behind me at the cracked door.

I blushed, shaking my head slightly, “You are, Leo.” I said, scooting closer to him.

I could feel his breath on my face, and he glanced again to the cracked door.

I turned my head to see what he was looking at. “Everything okay?” I asked, “Did you hear something?”

When he didn’t answer, I turned my face to look back at him. He was now inches from me, looking intently into my eyes, and I swear I could see his eyes flicker to my lips for just a millisecond. He shook his head, looking back into my eyes.

A swarm of butterflies filled my stomach, and I could feel my face getting hot, but I stared back at him.

“Want me to close it?” I whispered, watching his chest rise and fall with every breath he took.

He nodded.

I sat up, pushing the door closed as quietly as I could with my foot. It shut with a quiet click, and I paused for a moment, listening to ensure that no one else had stirred from the sound.

When I was sure that no one had woken up, I turned back around, laying next to him again. His gaze was heavy on my face, and this time I was sure I caught his eyes flicker to my lips for a second.

Neither of us moved, just scanning eachothers faces- and I knew mine was bright red.

After a moment I whispered, “you okay?”

He opened his mouth again, but the words didn’t find him. He shifted, reaching out his hand to rest on my cheek gently, his hand warm and comforting. Our eye contact grew even heavier, and I felt a stirring deep in my stomach.

He leaned closer, hesitantly, as if he wasn’t sure what I would do. I immediately leaned in as well, closing the gap between us. We found eachothers lips in a hot, passionate kiss.

His mouth desperately moved over mine with a pent-up intensity. His hands tangled into my hair, ruffling gently to angle my face to move in sync with his. I gasped into the kiss, feeling his body against mine. The hand that wasn’t in my hair slid around my waist, his fingers pressing gently into my back as the kiss deepened, and I heard a low groan escape his throat. The sound made me feel like we were both on fire.

Each brush against each other sent shivers through my spine. I allowed my hands to move, finding his shoulders. The lean muscle was a familiar feeling beneath my fingers, but I gripped on him, bringing him even closer. I ran my hands down his back, silently encouraging him to press against me until I could feel every inch of him. His lips left mine, tracing down my jaw and grazing along my neck. I could feel waves of heat pulsing through my body. I gasped, tipping my head back as his mouth found a spot just below my ear, his lips burning against my skin.

He shifted, kicking my legs apart until his body was pressing me gently back against the wooden floor, and he was hovering over me. Both of us were breathing heavily, gazes intent on eachother as I felt his entire body against mine. He leaned down again, with more confidence this time, capturing my lips desperately. I could feel his hand shakily slipping beneath the hem of my shirt, hot fingers brushing the bare skin on my stomach.

My own hands followed his lead and roamed under his shirt, tracing the muscles along his back with my finger tips. I let out a quiet moan as he shifted his weight, pressing into me. His head dropped and his mouth returned to my neck, trailing a line of hot kisses and gentle bites that made me feel light headed. My fingers moved from his back to tangle in his hair, tugging gently, and he groaned against my skin. His hand continued moving up my side, leaving a trail of heat everywhere he touched.

As his hand traveled up, my shirt bunched up with it. His fingertips grazed my skin, and he lifted his head to look at me. “You’re so beautiful, mi amor.” He whispered, breathlessly.

He leaned in again, his lips trailing down my collarbone, pressing heated kisses against my skin as I tangled my hands in his hair again. He pressed his forehead to my collarbone, kissing all over. His hand resting on my side, and I felt the soft tapping of his fingers against my skin. He was using Morse code. He was tapping- love you. The realization sent a flood of warmth through my stomach, and I gripped his shoulders, pulling him even closer, feeling my eyes sting with pure love and happiness.

Then he shifted his weight again, his hips pressing into mine in a slow, intentional motion that left me breathless. I let out a soft gasp as I held onto his shoulders, feeling his heartbeat pounding against my own. His hands traced down my sides, his touch careful, as he pressed into me again, each movement full of longing.

We moved together, every touch and soft gasp saying what words couldn’t. His lips found mine once again, kissing more deeply, more fervent. I could almost feel his lips quirk into a smile against my lips as he took continued shifting his hips against mine. It was just us, our connection, tangled together, as everything else seemed to fade away.

The intensity slowly softened, and he cradled me in his arms, our foreheads pressed together as the room grew still. We were both panting, looking deeply into eachothers eyes and neither of us could fight the smiles overtaking our faces.

His fingers traced soothing patterns along my skin, and I reached my hand to his side. Gently tapping out the same code that he had earlier- love you.

Looking into his eyes, I could see them start to water a little bit too, as mine had before. It was just us. The two who never had a home, never had anyone who truly loved them- and now we were finding it all in each other.

The rest of the night was filled with soft whispered words, and several more gentle kisses. We were so completely wrapped up in our own little world that we didn’t even realize when we started to drift off together.

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of the door opening. I was immediately confused about where I was, until I felt his arms still wrapped around me, and smelled his soft scent of campfire. I looked up and he had a line of drool running down his chin. Adorable.

I heard someone clear their throat from behind me, and I instantly sat up, spinning around to see who it was.

My frantic movement had made Leo sit up as well, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

Annabeth stood at the door, arms crossed, looking down at us with an amused look on her face.

“It’s not what it looks like-“ I began.

Annabeth cut me off, “It’s definitely what it looks like.”

I could feel my face get hot, as I turned to Leo for help- but he was just staring at her wide-eyed like a deer in headlights.

I exhaled, shaking my head, “I just wanted to make sure everything was okay after-“

She cut me off again, “The Eidolon? I won’t tell Hedge, don’t worry. Just get back to your cabin before anyone else finds you two down here.” She said, gesturing up the stairs to my cabin.

I nodded, standing up and straightening out my appearance. I glanced back down at Leo, who looked extremely relieved.

As I went to exit, Annabeth held out a hand to stop me. She glanced down at my neck, then back at my face and let out a loud laugh.

“What?” I asked.

“On second thought, go see Piper before you go back to your cabin. She has some makeup.” Annabeth said, clearly amused.

“Makeup?” I asked, confused.

“You’ll see when you get there.” She said, shaking her head and looking back down at Leo.

As I headed away to the stairs, I could hear Annabeth talking to Leo. She said something like, “I like the idea. How comfortable would you say the stables are?”

[clappingandcheering]

(Frank Zhang x Reader) 

Sizing

Warnings: smut. Size difference. Aged up. No protection (this is made up; use protection; be smart!). Biting. Overstimulation. Slight praise.

592 words

Being small had its perks, but now when your boyfriend is a giant—6'5 to be exact.

His giant calloused hand held your hips as you straddled his waist while the other stroked his cock once and then twice before pressing it to her entrace. You let out a whimper as his large dick slowly pierced through your tight cunt. 

He wiped your tears from your cheeks and pulled her down, holding her in his embrace.

“Are you okay? We can stop.” His eyes were drowned in lust, and deep down you knew he couldn't stop, even if he wanted.

You shook her head, determined to make him feel good, before using the wetness of your cunt to lower yourself further onto his cock, letting out small whines and whimpers until you were finally stuffed to the brim with his large dick. 

“Shit…” You leant back and held onto his thighs for support, and to both your surprises, there was a small lump on her stomach. Frank moved his hand over and pressed on it gently. A moan slipping threw her lips, the pressure making her clench around him, drawing a small groan from the giants lips. 

“So tight, baby... so good for me." He gently gripped your waist and guided you on his dick, starting slowly as your hips met the two lovers moaning in pleasure. 

His dick continued to draw sounds from your mouth as your body weakened and he picked up his pace, letting his bliss of pleasure take over his thoughts. You lean forward, your nails gripping onto his shoulders, which would leave cresent moon-shaped cuts to find in the morning. His hands moved from your hips to your waist, wrapping them around you as he thrust into you at whatever speed he could muster through his lust-filled thoughts. 

He held you tightly as he flipped you onto your back and wrapped your legs across each other from a ‘v’ to an 'x' hanging off his left shoulder while he leant forward, pressing them into your body. His hips moved at an impossible speed as he leant forward to capture your lips in a sloppy and breathy kiss, drawing you close to the edge. You let out a loud moan into the kiss, the tightness in your stomach unclenching as the tip of his dick reached an impossible depth. Your legs shake and quiver as he sat upright and continued to pound into your throbbing cunt, drawing his own high.

Your mind was overloading; there were no coherent words, only dazed mumbles of “fuck” or “too much.” Her body was tapping out, and you wanted to beg for him to stop, but the euphoric feeling was too addicting to stop. The feeling of his girthy dick filling you up and then leaving you half empty before stuffing you full again left you with blissful tears and drool down your chin.

“M’gonna cum, baby... so fucking close." He gripped your legs tightly while he thrust harshly into your cunt as deep as he could, biting her ankle to stop him from being too loud while thick ropes of cum spilt into her overstimulated cunt, the feeling drawing her to a second high. Frank thrust slowly, making sure he was drained dry before he slowly pulled out of her cunt, not wanting to hurt her or do any more damage to her now swollen pussy.

“You okay…?” You nodded and threw tears before holding your arms open.

“Can we cuddle?" He smiled hearfeltly, holding you in his arms while he lay on his back. His fingers ran through your sweaty and messy hair, soothingly letting you rest before he cleaned you up.

[liliblogs26]

If they were your boyfriend, where would their favorite place to make love be?

Leo Valdez

His car. Please, his car. There is absolutely nothing he loves more then having your beautiful body ride him in his car. His cowboy side even comes out a bit. He’ll jokingly say ‘yeehaw!’ And slap your ass. Bro even started keeping a cowgirl hat in his car and started making you wear it when you ride him like a rodeo. He’s not exactly patriotic. Being bi-cultural and all. He just thinks it’s funny as fuck and sexy. So wear the fucking hat.

Y’all will also do missionary or doggy in the backseat but he really does just enjoy watching you ride so much more. Ruining his brown hands up and down your sides gripping your breast with a smirk and bitting his lip. Squeezing your tits with those amazingly skilled hands. he knows how to turn gears with those hands to perfect angle so his machine works just the right way. Imagine what he does to your nipples.

Then trail his hands back down and gripping your ass, smacking it again.

When he feels himself get close he’ll rub your clit. Try and get you off too.

Jason Grace

He is not the type to break the mold in this situation.

“Um, sex in public is illegal! What if we get caught?!”

He’s a rule follower. Bro even waited till he was the age of consent before having sex. He planed it. Even made you write your consent on paper the fist time.

He STUDIED before the day. Read up on every page dedicated to sexual education. He showed before, showered after. Peed after. Wore a condom. Safety first!

So in other words, the bedroom. Only. Just the bed. If he is feeling feral, which is rare he might fuck you against a wall.

But that being said he isn’t a boring lay. He’s rough. Like- rough. He doesn’t mean to be it’s just that he is big, and muscular and he’s a born warrior. He tried, he always tries to be gentle. At least when he first penetrates. He read it can be painful. And he doesn’t want to hurt you. But the damn second you moan, your fucked. Or- getting fucked. And hard.

But he’ll eventually get embarrassed at how loud it is that he’ll eventually clamp your mouth shut with his hand and sink his teeth into your shoulder.

But afterwards he’ll ask if you’re okay, kiss you tenderly on all your bite marks and whisper sorry for going to hard. He’ll get you water, tuck you in. You name it. He just wants to take care of you.

Percy Jackson

It might be too on the nose, but I do see him as being the type to want to have sex near water. it’s when he’s at his strongest and seeing you in a bikini is just the sexiest thing ever. All wet- oh my God he loves seeing you wet! He can’t fucking handle it if you’re wet, he’s dead. He is hormonal. Wet hair, wet skin. Bikini!!!!

You’re doing it on purpose. You have to be!

Hot tub, pools, shower, sex on the beach! Ohhhh he’s a goner!

He will go down on you more often than the other way around. He knows it’s cold with the wet skin and the wind but he’ll hug you after to keep you warm.

Frank Zhang

He’s shy. It took him years into your relationship to think about carnal aspects. He too tends to stick to the basics. Just the bed.

He’s a gentle gaint. He makes love, he does not fuck. He doesn’t like missionary or anything that requires putting on to much weight on you. He’s scared he’ll crush you. He’s 6’9 and over weight for his height. And he does like very short women.

Yes the size kink is an aspect but- he doesn’t want to break you! You’re so tiny. He has to be careful.

Nico

He is not the type to have long sex. Or planed sex. He is more into quickies or oral.

Took him awhile to feel comfortable with sex. Ya’know since he is from the 1940s and all. Nazi Italy wasn’t very pro pre-marital gay sex.

So there was a lot of internal homophobia at first. But the first time you got on your knees for him, it was so hard to give in and let you suck his cock.

Corners. Against walls. That’s his weakness. Pin him to three trunk and let him fuck your face.

He’s a bottom, a twink. But at the beginning of the sexual relationship, he refused to be on the bottom because that somehow was worse for him, but eventually after getting used to sex and used to the sexual aspect of his gayness he wanted to try it. It was only gonna be once. But he loved it so much that every other time you guys had sex he took it.

Pin his back to the wall or tree suck his cock, then flip him over, pin his face to the same wall or tree and fuck his ass.



Will Solance

Look, he’s a workaholic, so any ware he gets the time. If you guys are alone and he has the time and the mood hits. Yep. It’s happening. And it’s not often that the starts aline in such a way.

He’s the medic innocent of Apollo so obviously, he cares a lot about health. He takes all procedures to avoid sexual transmitted diseases. He wears a condom he will lead you to go to the communal showers afterwards. He will ask you profusely if you pee afterwards and if you say no, he will make you go and pee.

With the rules during sex, but before and afterwards, he will remind you all the time to take the necessary procedures to avoid STDs.

It’s not that he wants to be annoying or boring. It just cares about you so much and it would hurt him so unbelievably much if you got sick because of him and his needs.

Connor Stoll

The woods. The forest. He loves sneaking off, hiding in the tress, hearing the whispers of the gossiping nature spirts as the two of you make love against the leaf covered clearing. Or against a tree.

You don’t realize it’s gonna happen when it happen.

You convent, of course. It’s not ancient Greece anymore. The demigods are past that phase.

It’s more of an elaborate plans/prank he pulls where he pranks you and somehow lures you into the forest and before you know it you’re yelling at him and then suddenly he kisses you and things heat up and- where did that condom come from?

Afterwards will be left confused, wondering if you are or or not a couple now and he’ll just smirk at you and leave you without an answer. He does like you he does, but he loves you and he loves messing with you.

He’ll do this plan again and again and eventually he’ll start referring to you as his girlfriend.

[paprikashpannash]

Frank Zhang NSFW Headcanons

AGED UP!!! (this is the first time I write smt like this but I try my best)

---

-So sweet and careful -Would shower you with kisses all over your body -He's just worried that he accidentally hurts you or not makes you feel good enough :c -Would use his fingers and tounge first before anything more happens -Because bro is huge in everything -And yeah -It's kinda awkward to write down this -Afraid to lay on you fully because he's worried he's going to crush you -But once you reasure him that he's not gonna, he has you close in his arms -One arm around you as he lays on top of you, the other is between your legs as he stretches you out -Plants small kisses on your cheeks and jaw to make you relax and whispers sweet nothings against your skin -When you both are ready, he's even more careful -At first one small flinch or whimper and he already asks if everything's alright -But when he gets to know the sounds are not because it hurts, he feels super relieved -Either has you in a bearhug - having his arms wrapped around you tightly with your arms around his neck or holding onto his shoulders - or holds your hands tightly while pressing them into the mattress -He loves to be close and see your expressions -He finds everything about you cute -BUT WHEN YOU'RE ON TOP -Boy is a stuttering mess -Face flushed and look up at you so shyly yet excitedly -HE'S SUCH A CUTIE -Even if he's overwhelmed, he would keep his powers in control -He's still a warrior, even if he has a babyface -I think Frank wouldn't have too much kinks -BUT HE'S DEFINITELY INTO PRAISING -Both recieving and giving -If you're on top and call him a good boy, he's falling apart -He wouldn't moan, he would whine, groan and whimper -He can become so whiny sometimes, it's just so so sooo adorable :c -He also has at least a small size kink -He's just so tall and buff -Sometimes he gets off on your pleasure -But sometimes he just needs you so bad -Those are times when he's just so desperate and he pounds into you like there's no tomorrow -There's a small fact about Frank that he eats a lot. I mean he's big so ofc he needs to eat a lot to stay healthy -But he's also like a starving man when he goes down on you -You literally need to peel his head away from between your thighs or you're gonna stay there for the entire night -It's not like you wouldn't like that tho -He loves you so so so much and always wants to make you feel even better than the last time <3

[bvrnesher]

I’m begging you for pjo/hoo boys revealing pic part 2. Like it’s genuinely a need🙏🙏

❝ revealing pics ! ❞ ― pjo / hoo boys !

Summary: Accidentally sending nudes to the pjo/hoo boys + lester ! stablished relationship, just they’re reactions

— ✦ special 500 followers and almost 70 days on tumblr !

part ii. — Frank Zhang ! Luke Castellan ! Nico di Angelo + Lester (cause I love him)

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ꪆ ✦ 𑊁 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

Frank Zhang !

Luke Castellan !

Nico di Angelo !

Lester Papadopoulos !

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ꪆ ✦ 𑊁 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

part i. –Percy Jackson! Jason Grace! Leo Valdez !

[rosesradio]

Frank's muscles. He's just enormous, 7 feet tall built like a tank, probs near 400 pounds or more… and nobody knows just how horny he is all the time bc how nice and demure he acts in public. little do they know…

Not the Frank anon you’re referencing BUT I SECOND

this…single-handedly got me through my hectic day today, just thinking about all the possibilities with frank 👉👈 like screw it i actually do like him and i’ll single-handedly bring more attention to him myself 💌

big fan of frank being, well, big, but also still being the sweetest guy and a little clumsy because he just doesn’t have spacial awareness sometimes, like he tries not to think about how big he is.

he also doesn’t want people to have that insight on his potential desires because he feels like borderline predatory for them? which is so sad bc it’s perfectly reasonable for him to have those desires, but he just feels like he would hurt anyone he’s with. but he wants to feel pleasure too 🥺 sometimes he wants to be manhandled into doing what his partner wants (it’s all for show, he could overpower any of them), but sometimes he wants to have a partner that he can overpower and make submit to him and utterly wreck—he’s got good switch potential

now to go through some thoughts with each of the seven (+ nico):

with hazel, she’s the one who’s able to break down those walls he has up and get him to confess how he feels (the thought of him literally crying from sexual frustration?? but he also just feels so bad for how he feels because he doesn’t want to hurt anyone?? Good Shit 👀). she would be the one to reassure him that she does want him in every possible way, even if it might take some time for her to train to his size. they would have a lot of fun testing out different toys, and frank would be so grateful and loving towards her that he would definitely be a munch a lot of the time 👀 the first time hazel is able to fully take his size, she settles down to ride him with shaking legs. Frank puts his large hands on her thighs to steady her, and the sheer size difference between them mixed with the utterly new and amazing feeling of completing their goal makes the both of them come far too quickly. but that’s okay, they both have all the time in the world to practice 💌

with piper, she wouldn’t be too keen on penetration with frank. it would be a very rare thing when she’s like absolutely diabolically down bad in ovulation. other than that though she’d be more oral-focused (though again with munch!frank, he’d give her head more than the other way around). she would also give frank the strap, something he was very hesitant about but soon gave in out of sheer curiosity. he found out he liked it a lot, especially if piper put a collar on him and pulled him around with it while hitting it from behind. (bonus points if they have others watch and frank gets off to the “humiliation” of someone so much smaller than him breaking him down in pegging 💌)

with annabeth, she would probably have an easier time taking Frank’s size because she’s used to percy, so the extra stretch is actually the perfect amount. while hazel was good at getting a general confession of desire out of him, annabeth would be more analytical and be able to get out all the little details: positions he liked, kinks he repressed, clothes he wanted his partners to wear. frank has a lot of respect for annabeth and somewhat submits to her in the bedroom—or he lets her boss him around, even if the thing she’s ordering him to do is pound her into the mattress 💌

with leo, he’s very good at teasing frank and getting that more dominant side out of him. he would tell frank it’s disappointing he’s got such a build and yet he’s so shy, though leo was sure he could find someone else to rail him better. this makes frank snap more than anything and bend leo over the nearest surface. he always makes sure leo’s okay ofc, though he’s definitely the most rushed and rough with leo (bonus points if he makes leo scream and cry enough for the others to hear). he’s definitely the one coming to frank’s room when he’s sexually frustrated or lonely some nights, and they have rare surprisingly slow and soft sex that neither of them talks about the next day 💌

with nico, he’s the one frank turns to when he wants a challenge. when he wants to be manhandled and begging for approval. nico would choke and slap frank as he rides him, adding those sparks of pain with the pleasure that make frank whimper and groan. he would always be the one begging for nico until one day he snaps, using his strength to fold nico in half and absolutely rail him 🫣 nico’s whimpering and crying in that moment stay with frank for the longest time, and after that there’s a definite shift in their dynamic to where frank gets to explore his dominance and nico gets to give in to submission 💌

with percy, he’s the only one (besides piper’s strap) that frank will trust enough to penetrate him. he has that sort of reverence and submission towards percy that he has towards annabeth, only tenfold. their sex would be very soft and vulnerable, maybe a little teasing but never mean. he’s the one frank turns to when he just wants to be opened up and taken care of, and the pillow talk afterwards is the best 💌

with jason, frank would be 100% the most dom top and jason would be 100% the most sub bottom. jason would absolutely dissolve at frank’s size, begging to suck him off and take him hard and deep inside him. frank would actually feel super safe being rough with jason, pulling his hair and gripping his hips to the point of leaving fingertip shaped bruises. i think they would both get a rise out of frank calling jason “praetor grace”, because there’s something so backwards about the guy who barely got his probatio plate removed absolutely railing the praetor. there’s just something about jason, though…when the corners of his eyes start watering as he gasps and moans with every thrust. he can’t help himself, and neither can frank 💌

[velocesainz]

Percy Jackson Masterlist

Here are my fics about the Percy Jackson universe! Requests are currently open.

Main masterlist

Angst: ✵ Fluff: ❀ Smut: ✤ Crack: ✭

Percy Jackson

More than rivalry ✤

Spicy arguments ✤

Luke Castellan

Daughter dearest ✤

Empty feelings ✤ ✵

Leo Valdez

Pining turned jealousy ✤

Grover Underwood

Jason Grace

Frank Zhang

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Clarisse la Rue

Annabeth Chase

Improper goodbyes ✵

[soulofapatrick]

TAG LIST - updated 21st Dec 2023

KEY:

🌶️ = NSFW

🥹 = SFW

😡 = angsty

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

Kiss Me Tired 🥹

Heal Me 🥹

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓬𝔂 𝓙𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓛𝓾𝓴𝓮 𝓒𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓛𝓮𝓸 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓭𝓮𝔃 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓛𝓮𝓸 𝓥𝓪𝓵𝓭𝓮𝔃 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓕𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓴 𝓩𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓦𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓢𝓸𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓝𝓪𝓴𝓪𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓪 𝔁 𝓕𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

𝓔𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓝𝓪𝓴𝓪𝓶𝓾𝓻𝓪 𝔁 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓮 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

To be written

[sodamnbored]

Frason opinions please

Another Frason fic idea hit me like a brick at work today. I have some ideas, but I’m interested in public opinion since the idea is still fluid enough to go either way.

[storywriter007]

send me your requests!! (pls)

hey hoo fans! i am running low on ideas and figured it would be a great time to take requests. send me any ideas you might have <3

ask me here

rules, recommendations, and preferences

i will write all genres.

however i am the best at writing angst and heartbreak. i will write other genres, such as smut and fluff, but they might not be as good as my angst fics because angst and heartbreak are my forte.

i am not writing x oc

that is for wattpad..

i only write x fem!reader

i'm sorry, but i am not well-aligned with the other communities to properly indicate their relationships.

i will not specify reader

this means i am not writing anything along the description of:

x plus-size!reader, x curly-haired!reader, x carnivore!reader, x hooverdam!reader, x foreignalienfromsaturn!reader

i don't want to put the reader in a box. the same way i don't physically describe reader in anything i write.

i am open to making x your godly parent

however, no guarantee. i feel like this is another way of putting readers in a box, but depending on the request i will evaluate and see.

i write x percy, jason, luke, leo, etc.

any male character really because again, i am not aligned well enough with the other groups

i write dark stuff (just outline what) and light stuff (again, just outline what)

i personally find the dark a little more interesting since again, i'm an angsty heartbreak person but i like light stuff as well

i'll write just about anything so send in your requests here!!

so excited to see them ik y'all have good ideas

.................

edit: guys pls send me requests i want to write something but im out of ideas

edit 2: i'm closing requests thank you to everyone who sent something!

[sweetygardenerpeach]

Okay i know for a FACT! That Pjo is gonna win so...

Id pjo doesn't win then i'll make another character poll!