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THE CHALLENGE

Pairing - Clarisse La rue x (implied Child of Hecate) fem reader

An - so like every book in the first pjo series is essientally a parody of a myth and since SOM is based on the odyssey I was thinking like what if while clarisse was gone her partner took the place of Penelope yk you’ll understand.

- this ain’t proofread so..

It’s been over a month since we last heard from clarisse. Since her departure to find the fleece camp had only gotten worse. The Demeter, Apollo and Dionysus cabin were focusing all their efforts into Thalia's tree; it was a futile attempt at prolonging its position. The Ares cabin had only gotten more tense as well, they were put in charge of monitoring the camp with the Athena and Aphrodite cabin as all their parents are war gods.

Tantalus hasn’t made it either, seeing as he loves to spread rumors, many campers have lost faith in clarisse. Since her departure I’ve been stuck helping make protective potions with my siblings. We’ve been doing everything we can think of, and for the most part the sigils and elixirs have been helping. I’ve been so lost in my work and worry that I hadn’t realized it was dinner until Lou Ellen grabbed me.

“Hey” she sighed “dinners done, it’s steak and you know how fast steak is gone.” Lou softly chuckled at the end of her sentence. She loosened her grip on my arm and stepped back.

I nodded and closed the potions book. “Let’s go” I yawned.

Inside the dining hall I quickly sunk into my seat at the Hermes table. I was beyond exhausted, the same as everyone else. While I slowly ate my meal my attention was immediately drawn to a growing scene. A young camper who just arrived at camp was being berated by Andre, a son of Ares. He was telling the kid how foolish he is and how his optimism is laughable.

“Andre!” I yelled. I didn’t want to step in, really I just wanted to rest, but exhaustion isn’t an excuse for lashing out. I walked up to the ares table and moved the kid to be behind me. “What is your problem?”

“This kid is leaping around acting like everything is perfect and dandy but I’m out here busting my ass everyday with not just my cabin but the others trying to protect this god's forsaken camp!” Andre yelled. “This runt is singing clarisses praises and pretending like she’s on her way back now with the fleece!”

“She is on her way back! You need to have faith in your sister the same way she has faith in you and everyone else!”

Andre clicked his tongue “When was the last time you heard from clarisse.” He spoke strongly.

“I..” I looked around for help and I soon realized I was being fed to the wolves.

“Nobody has heard from her in over a month. It’s getting close to two. Percy and Annabeth are gone too. We are fucked HOW do you not see that! What was the last thing she told you, huh?!” He wasn’t yelling anymore, Andre was being harsh and cruel.

“She told me she had finally entered the sea of monsters.” I tried to bite my tongue.

Andre stepped close to me until we were face to face. I could feel his hot breath on my face. “Clarisse is dead.” He tightened his fist and pushed past me walking to the directors table. “I demand a new councilor be chosen for the Ares cabin. Sherman is in no position to lead with his broken leg.”

Dionysus and Tantalus looked at one another. “I agree, we need a strong leader during these hard and challenging times.” Tantalus announced. He stood up and lifted an empty goblet into the air. “I declare that the new counselor is an—“

“Wait!” I yelled. The room went quiet and all eyes were on me. “You can’t just do that, announce a new counselor. The rules state that if one dies then a burial shroud must be made and a proper funeral must take place before a new one can be announced.”

“Yes but the rules also state that in cases of emergency a new counselor can be announced before the ceremony.” Andre threw back.

“This isn’t an emergency though, we’re not in an active war and we have plenty of active counselors around so that we have time for a proper ceremony.” I retaliated and walked to the directors table. “Allow me to take care of the shroud. I was Clarisse's partner, the job should be given to me.”

“What about the sigils and elixirs?” Andre chuckled.

“I will make time!” I shouted accidently. I sighed heavily and looked back at Mr. D. “It’s the right thing to do. Then after I finish the shroud a new leader can be picked.”

Mr. D groaned and set his Diet Coke down. “Do what you want.”

I smiled and let out a sigh of relief. I was so caught in my own comfort that I failed to realize the kids staring daggers into my heart.

Three weeks have passed since the dinner incident. I didn’t actually believe clarisse was dead but I knew I couldn’t give up her position. Like I had said I made time to weave a shroud in my spare time. Little did the other campers know I would unthread my work every night to prolong the process. My plan was flawless, All I needed to do was buy time.

After a hot shower I walked over to the campfire to finally relax and spend time with my friends. As I sat down Andre stood up and cleared his throat. “Before we do the camp songs I’d like to tell a story.”

Everyone nodded, it was normal for kids to share scary stories or just funny things they saw that day. Andre nodded and slowly walked the large bond fire. “So today I was out scouting the camp, you know normal stuff. I saw a hellhound and Josh freaked out and tripped over a branch running away.” He chuckled. “Funny I know, well anyways I was having a good day, no arguments, no excuses, it was good. Until.. I had an Athena kid come up to me scared. Now you all know I’m not a bad guy, if someone needs help I’m gonna help. But what she told me well I was shocked.” He stopped in front of me and looked into my eyes. “See, the bitch in charge of making my sister's shroud has played us all for fools. Every night you undo all the work to the shroud and try to make the process longer so you can prolong the inevitable choice the directors are gonna make.”

My eyes went wide and my stomach dropped. I started to stutter on my words but was cut off by Andre. “Tomorrow a new counselor for the Ares cabin will be chosen and as for my sister's burial, we will hold it after Kirsten Pearson, daughter of Athena finishes the shroud.”

The crowd cheered and I rose from my seat. Standing on the log I loudly spoke. “Andre is right I’ve deceived you. Tomorrow we will choose a new counselor and I already have a challenge created. It’s a fair and simple task with no dirty tricks. If you want I will share it with the other camp counselors and they can confirm what I’m saying is true… That is unless you have another way to pick the right leader Andre.”

The campers looked around and whispered. Andre was thrown off guard by my proposal but quickly agreed to it as a means to not seem embarrassed. The date was set and I could only pray that clarisse made it back in time.

On my way back to my cabin I felt a hand grab my arm. It was gentle but still had an essense of strength, it was the same as clarisses. I turned around believing my prayers were answered, however I only saw Andre.

“Can I help you?” I questioned.

“I just want to talk,” he softly spoke. I thought for a moment before agreeing. We walked off to the border of the forest for some privacy.

Once we came to a stop I pulled my arm out of his grasp and simply looked at him. Andre smiled and rolled his eyes. “Common i'm not gonna bite”

“You just embarrassed me in front of the entire camp.”

“And you’ve been deceiving the entire camp for weeks, That’s called karma.” He chuckled. Andre was right and I couldn’t argue with the truth. After a moment he calmed down. “I know you were dating clarisse and what not but I was thinking, after I become a counselor maybe I could take you on a date sometime.”

Immediately my face turned to disgust and I stepped back. “Sorry but I'm not interested, Thought it was obvious.”

“I thought you were a smart girl.” He mused. Grabbing my arm again he pulled me close. “Common, just give me a chance,”

My body went into a panic and I shoved my knee into his gut. Andre tumbled over and I took the chance to run back to my cabin. Only the gods knew where clarisse was and as I fled I said a silent prayer to them all, praying that they wouldn’t actually forsake their children.

The entire camp was settled into the theater. They were excited to see what I had planned and for the first time in weeks it was the only thing people could look forward to. Counselor positions when it was made an entire cabin challenge were always thrilling.

I stepped out onto the stage and instantly my nerves became stronger. It was pure anxiety I felt, and the only thing on my mind was ‘what if this doesn’t work’. Below I saw Andre and his brothers looking and snickering at me, Andre himself seemed just a little butt hurt after his rejection but I didn’t care.

Stepping forward I grabbed the microphone and loudly spoke. “To determine the next leader of Cabin Five Ares, the challenge set is to restring the former leaders War Bow and shoot through twelve ax Handle sockets cleanly. Only then will the strong and intelligent lead the children of war!”

Instantly the crowds erupted in cheers and the Ares kids stood up eager to try their hand. I lifted the palintonos into the air and allowed the crowds to see the physical test that was before them. When clarisse and I first met she told me that this bow was a gift from her mother, it was held in their family for a long time and when she was claimed by ares her mother knew clarisse would put it to good use. Now for the first time in generations will it finally be restrung, and for once clarisse will need it.

Charles Beckendorf placed the well cut axes in a line and Micheal Yew demonstrated how the arrow should fly. From there the competition began.

Days had passed and by the end of the week not one of the Ares kids could finish the challenge. Many of them complained how it was rigged and impossible but Malcolm Pace the vice counselor for the Athena cabin assured them that this was in fact a clean and simple challenge.

On the final day of the competition Andre stepped forward to attempt the bow again. Just when it seemed like he was close the string slipped from his hands and cut a deep scar on his cheek. Everyone went quiet as the boy screamed in pain. Micheal ran to Andre and took action assessing the wound.

“Get off me!” Andre almost screamed. Throwing Micheal off of him he stood up, grabbed the bow and slammed it on the ground. “Screw this challenge! Can’t you all see that we’re being played!”

“Andre calm down—“ one of his sisters spoke up only to be cut off.

“No! This was never meant to be a fair fight! None of us are supposed to be able to string this damn bow!” Andre yelled. His blow up continued to grow as he threw accusations not only at me but at the counselors who gave the ok on the event.

So caught up in the moment Andre never realized the quiet crowds. Only when an arrow shot past him and grazed his ear did he turn around. Standing at the front of the axs holding the strung bow was clarisse. Pulling out another arrow she seamlessly shot one after the other through the axs.

When the quiver was empty she dropped the weapon and walked up to her brother. Taking off the letterman jacket it turned into the Golden Fleece, clarisse shoved it into her brother's chest. “Never doubt me again.” Her threat was clear. She turned to the camp and gave them a dirty look. “What are you looking at?! There’s a tree dying people!”

Everyone got from their seats and quickly moved to Thalia's tree. Once the arena was cleared out clarisse turned around. I stood shocked, not a thought in my mind. My face changed and tears fell from my eyes, the emotions flooding my body were too much to handle.

Clarisse ran over and grabbed me, her hand protectively holding my head. After a few seconds she chuckled. “I heard what you did. A whole month you threw the camp off. That’s kinda badass”

“Shut up” my voice was muffled into her shirt.

Pulling back she kissed my forehead before softly kissing my lips. It was needy and longing, I had almost forgotten it’s been months since we last saw one another. Breaking the moment clarisse looked at my eyes and sighed. “Thalia's waiting,” taking my hand she led me to the hill, her grip was tight and it was clear she was never planning to let go.

Heyyy… heyyy… so it’s been like almost a year since I last posted. I’m not making a return I’m just writing for fun. Lowkey I’ve been busy w school and just life and I also lost the passion to write for fandoms yk. I’m more active on AO3 and I’m working on a rewrite for one of my oc stories (it’s a butch femme 1950s fic). My A03 is the same as my tumblr so if ur interested go check it out, I plan on posting my rewrite in a few weeks I just need to finish some chapters. Anyways uh I just wanted to write my silly lil idea.

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do butches built like abby anderson exist in real life or am i cooked 💔

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Marriage is scary bc what do you mean that my future butch wife won’t want to live on a cute farm in a small town, work on raising cattle and crops to sell at the market and state fair while I work on my career plus what if she doesn’t want a child eventually

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My dearest

Pairings - Abby Anderson x Reader

Synopsis- Abby expressing her love for her new life with her wife and their soon to be child.

An - Abby defo is a Girl mom

For as long as Abby could remember she wanted a daughter. A beautiful girl that she could all her own. Of course being in the Washington liberation front that wasn’t much of an option. From her only goal to kill Joel to her strong physique to even just being disgusted by the thought of sleeping with a man; Abby just assumed that it would always remain a dream.

Two years had passed since she left her former organization. Finding lev, being tortured by the rattelers, finally rejoining the firefly’s and being at peace Abby felt new. She was free, allowed to finally be herself. With that came her meeting you. Oh perfectly you. Abby couldn’t stop herself from falling in love and no one blamed her.

She could never regret the decision though. Laying in bed with her pretty wife who was propped between her legs. Her strong hands softly holding your stomach while peppering kisses on your bare shoulder.

“Abby” you laughed tilting your head away as the kisses tickled.

“I’m just pampering you what’s the issue” she continued trying to kiss you once again. Any chance she got she would happily take to have her hands on you, on the baby you both were having.

At first the idea of you laying with a man disturbed her but she came to terms with it; after all it came with a pretty good reward. Of course before any of this was a thought you both had asked lev if he was ok with the idea of a kid. He had little to no complaints, even eager at certain points to help with decorating the nursery or to help pick out names.

Holding your stomach you leaned forward in pain. The joyful mood came to a quick pause. “Shit— baby you ok?”

“Yeah” You groaned. She quickly tried to hold you to ease the pain but it didn’t do much. “The baby’s just bein’ a lil rough”

“Well her moms pretty stubborn so I’m not too surprised.”

Looking over your shoulder with a soured face you looked at Abby, who quickly laughed at your expression. “Sorry”

Thinking for a moment your body relaxed and you asked her “What makes you think the baby is a girl”

“Oh I know it is I have killer intuition”

“You do now?”

“Yup”

Sighing you leaned forward kissing her gently. “Well hopefully Our daughter can inherit some of her moms skills then”

Capturing your lips again she smiled, admiring your face like it was the first time she’d ever seen it. “Your so beautiful” she barley whispered.

“You tell me that every day” you grinned.

“I’ve got too, if I stop im worried you won’t believe me anymore”

Nine months and a painful delivery later Abby ultimately was right. You both had a girl.

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Clarisse x goth camper

- I’ve had this though for so long 👹

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LISTENN ok listen I genuinely think clarisse would love goth women

A scary femenine woman who is outspoken and isn’t afraid to tell people when their wrong/ when they need to stop being ass holes YEAH yeah that’s her type

In the gothic subculture there is very much a DIY style. So I’d like to think that the goth/emo/punk kids at camp would get shit from the camp store and make new shirt styles and stuff.

For Make-up im Sure Itd be easy to trade for it from the Aphrodite kids

Clarisse however definitely likes a woman who isn’t afraid to put people in their place while still being kind. Ik goths have a reputation by some as being scary and mean but their really not.

Clarisse also definitely listens to 70’s/80’s rock/punk bands so I don’t think she’d stray away from gothic music

Would definitely be down to let you do her makeup (she’d wash it off before going outside though)

“But how would clarisse get with a goth person”

Thx for asking

I mean clarisse obviously had seen you around camp— it’s kinda hard to miss the trad makeup and colored hair.

However when you were protesting in the dining hall, speaking out about an on going problem at camp that was getting out of hand— the only way to get the response you needed was to gather people to speak out with you — clarisse saw hearts

After that she started taking any excuse to be around you. Probably purposely getting hurt just to have you take care of her in the infirmary (she’d never admit it tho)

Probably forgot to mention that I’d like to think a goth kid at camp would like to work in the infirmary bc it’s too hot outside and your makeup will melt 😭

Clarisse would be nervous to ask you on a date, I mean look at you. A creatively cut and styled camp shirt, fun hair, intimidating makeup, even the handmade jewelry you wore all made you more beautiful in her eyes.

(You had to ask her out)

Anyways yeah thx for coming to my Ted talk 😻

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Growing up I always watched movies, documentaries, tv shows and read books about atrocities committed by people in history and thought.. how did this happen and why did no one do anything? Why did governments not intervene? Why did public figures not speak out? How did they get away with it? it? Most importantly how did human treat other humans like that? Where was the compassion?

I'm ashamed to say that in 2024 I now have the answers. The government's gas lighting and complicity, the media dehumanising, ignoring and bias reporting, the huge companies funding and supporting, the public figures choosing to stay silent, the ordinary person pretending "they don't know enough" this is how we've allowed this to happen time and time again..

In the past we could forgive people for not having enough information, not having access to it, not being able to hear the stories of the horrors, to be able to see it with their own eyes..

In 2024 you can't pretend you "don't know enough" you can't pretend you don't see innocent children, men, and women being brutally killed by sadistic, genocidal leaders and their war crimes.. you can't ignore the 100's and 1000's of videos, images, stories and people who are telling you what is happening.. the sheer horror of images we are seeing.. you can't ignore the countless protests, discourse, conversations, posts, live feeds etc.. history will judge your inaction, your silence, your ignorance..

This is not a war.. this is a genocide.. this is massacre.. there are no sides..

Also please don't forget the innocent people suffering in Sudan and Congo they need our voices too!

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hi ! hope you're doing well ! I was wondering if you could write for clarisse x apollo child reader ? where like, r got into a fight (for clarisse maybe) (they ain't together yet yk, just r flirting a lil) and chiron's like "no desert and no magic healing" and r goes back to their cabin tail between their legs and then clarisse spawns, dropping a plate of like fruit or whatever next to r on the bed and has some first aid kit in her hand. I also see her like "drop ur pants" and r being "if u wanna go at it just tell me their a bed yk" stupid stuff like that. and it's just c being oddly sweet to r and like at some it rllly hurts and r's like "I'm refusing treatment >:(" and clarisse sits gently on their lap and plays with their like "please" and r's like "...okay" and when reader's all good to go they just cuddle and make out a bit 🤏🤏 (if ur comfortable)

feel free to ignore if u you don't want to/ can't/ don't feel comfortable to write dw !

Unlikely love

Pairings - Clarisse La rue x fem apollo Reader

An - this ain’t proofread so ✌️✌️

Here you were. Sitting in the big house getting a lecture for something that isn’t even your fault. The girl was running her mouth, and what you were suppose to just take it. “For punishments I think stable duty is fitting. No desert for a month and if your injuries are terrible you may visit the infirmary before returning to your cabin.”

“Great” You gritted through your teeth. Standing up you stormed out the old style house and down to the cabins. Ignoring any person that tried to stop you, pushing through the door you slumped past the medical stations and dropped onto your bed.

You weren’t an aggressive person. You hated physical alterations all together. The entire fight was Un fair but you couldn’t let her get away with what she was saying; clarisse wouldnt.

As if in queue the door opened. It was probably one of your siblings who forgot their weapon. Though in the corner of your eye you noticed the clock showed 7pm. Guess capture the flag was over with already. Go figure you were inside the big house for a while.

“I don’t have your shit so don’t bother asking me” you loudly spoke. You weren’t in the mood to deal with any of their accusations today.

“Don’t be a smart ass”

Sitting up you noticed Clarisse who was rummaging through your cabins medical stash. Walking to your bed she held a med kit and a plate of your favorite food, a glass of your drink of choice as well.

Setting the items beside you she turned on a light before looking at you with disappointment. “So why’d you fight her?”

You shrugged. “It’s not important”

“I think it’s pretty important when the least confrontational person i know gets in a fight.”

Realizing you won’t fess up clarisse sighed shaking her head. “Take off your pants”

“What?” You quickly asked. “If you wanted to get in my pants that badly you just have to ask”

Clarisse didn’t enjoy your joke. Giving you a warning glance you smiled finding her attempt to warn you cute. Sliding out of your shorts you sat on the bed, the wound you received from being thrown on the ground causing blood to run down your leg.

It didn’t take long for her to get to work, cleaning the cut and attempting to manage the cut. “Ella started running her mouth about you, calling you names and slurs.“

“And did you win?” She asked. Gripping your thigh she wrapped it in gauze before placing Medical tape on top.

“Yeah” You grinned. Clarisse chuckled a ‘good’. Leaning up she kissed you sweetly, a certain softness she hardly used. Noticing your busted lip she tried to continue to asses you.

“Clarisse stop” sighing you pushed her hand away.

“Your lip can get infected, stop being an ass”

“Im not I Just don’t want you to bother with all of it”

Staring down at clarisse you felt easily intimidated. She had a glare in her eyes that clearly communicated she wasn’t going to back down. “Fine” you grumbled.

You started dating the daughter of ares only a few months ago. Sure on the outside she seemed intimidating and well— cruel. But she wasn’t. Her hands were soft, holding your face with care while she apologized the pain You received as she managed your wounds. She never raised her voice to you, even when she was mad.

Wiping away the dried blood from your nose clarisse pulled you into a short hug. “I don’t want you fighting anymore” she instructed.

“But if someone says something about you I—“

“No you don’t.” Her voice never left an even tone. “I know how I’ve presented my reputation and I fully expect people to talk shit about me. But you can’t risk getting hurt because some smart ass wants to run their mouth”

She was right. Taking one of her hands into your own you gently kissed her knuckles. “I promise to never beat someone’s Ass for talking shit about you again” your sarcastic tone was met with a look from clarisse. Laughing you bent down to kiss her cheek.

“I put up with too much shit for you” she mumbled, reaching across you hand you, your dinner.

“Mm but you love me so it cancels out”

“Yeah it’s a real unfortunate situation.”

Hitting her arm you both laughed. As she sat on your bed, and let you lean on her as you ate, you were happy. Your girlfriend holding you while she talked about her day or the capture the flag victory while you ate dinner made you feel loved, made you feel proud to call her your partner.

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Every lesbian has that one fictional man that they’d let ruin them and for me that’s Sanemi shinazugawa 😭

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- my sunshine -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Apollo! Reader

OG Post!! OG creator - @hearts4annabeth

An - AUGB i saw this and it was so cute I had to write a fic for it ☹️☹️🙌 (this def didn’t take me like two months to write whaaaaattttt)

“Sorry” You mumbled for the tenth time as you sewed the deep cut in clarisses cheek. Her nails steadily digging into your thighs as she tried to keep herself grounded.

The needle pulling in and out of her skin you could tell she was close to tears. “Holy fuck” she gasped out instructing another sorry from your lips.

Clarisse felt her heart drop, she knew you weren’t trying to hurt her. Every sorry you spoke only made her heart break. “Baby stop” her voice breaking as she Softly pushed you back.

Worried you searched her face for an answer. “Was it me? I’m sorry did I hu—“

“No no you didn’t do anything wrong” she sighed sweetly rubbing your thighs, apologetic for the marks. “I just need you to stop saying sorry” her held her gaze to the floor, looking at the dirt scuffed onto your shoes.

Guiding her head back up you looked into her eyes with compassion. You knew clarisse had a low pain tolerance. Even if she tried to hide it she simply couldn’t Handle it well. Kissing her forehead, then cheek, then a soft peck on her lips you smiled reassuring to her.

Her stone face became a flustered mess. A wide smile and a light chuckle she shook her head. “Really?”

“Isn’t laugher the best medicine” you giggled in response, keeping a steady hand so the needle rested in her cheek doesn’t move. “Let me Finish ok?”

Threading the metal though her skin, this time being sure not to say a thing you subconsciously found yourself humming. You are my sunshine. A hymn your mother sung and well ironically your father wrote.

Finally cutting the string and placing a tan bandage over the sealed wound you smiled at your handy work. Clarisse didn’t seem to be upset about it at all either.

I’m going through Writers block rn but I’m still trying guys i promise. This doesn’t mean I’ll return completely to writing for clarisse but I’m gonna try to write for other fandoms and such. 😛

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I think a stone Butch would cure my mommy issues

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What’s my next album going to be based on? Divorce babe DIVORCE

A Gwen stacy x reader fic where they’re both spider people and they get sent on a mission by miguel but reader gets a tad bit hurt while on said mission and gwen tots freaks out

Xoxo, gossipgirl

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Pairings - Gwen Stacy x fem! Spider hero! Reader

An - im working on an Abby fic rn and finishing the final chapter to my AO3 series but the Abby fic is taking longer than expected im sorry, this is also sorta rushed I just really wanted to get something out for y’all

to be fair this wasn’t your fault.

“What did I tell you!” Miguel’s harsh voice echoed through the empty room. He was like a toddler with the way he reacted. You messed up once and it’s like your the anti christ with Armageddon coming a mile away.

Blood trailed down your face. A broken nose busted lip and bruising circles around your eyes from one failed fight. “Whatever you act like your the perfect hero” you finally snapped shouting pack at him.

“I don’t make foolish mistakes!”

“I got punched and thrown against a wall by a giant fucking lizard!”

“You were supposed to stay in the background while Jessica captured the anomaly! You could of caused a major break in the universe!” If he raised his voice over yours maybe he would win the argument. This wasn’t even supposed to be an argument in your eyes you did nothing wrong.

Tired of the whole ordeal you walked away ignoring as Miguel shouted for you to come back. If you had to hear this grown man complain about you getting hurt one more time you just might scream.

Taking a seat at the food court you annoyingly waited for your burger. A show tune whistle made you turn your head.

“You Look Well” hobbie sarcastically took a seat beside you. Rolling your eyes you took another sip of your drink.

“If your gonna lecture me, Miguel is already ten steps ahead of you”

He just shook his head with a smile, pulling his guitar from his back to in-front hobbie began to tune it. “I think ill leave that to our little friend” his reference to Gwen didn’t go unnoticed. Any chance he got to bring up the relationship he would. Rolling your neck trying to relieve some tension a pair of soft hands covered your eyes.

Pulling them down Gwen wrapped her arms around your neck. She leaned over kissing your cheek. “Hey how wa— oh my god” her blunt tone made you silently groan. Turning around Gwen grabbed your face in her hands.

“Hey Blondie” You mumbled as she critcally scared your face. “It’s not as Bad as it Looks”

“Your nose is broken”

“Again it’s not that bad”

She grabbed your hand and yanked you from the place where sat. She silently dragged you down multiple halls until you reached the med bay. Almost throwing you, you landed on a cot.

It was cute how she was able to man Handel you. Trying to be sarcastic you spoke “Careful I’m fragile right no—“

“Not a Word”

Her strick tone Sent chills down your back. Sitting straight up Gwen grabbed a first aid kit. Taking a seat beside you she began to softly clean the cut on your lip.

The antibiotics stung against the wound making you pull back in pain. “Sorry” Gwen sighed, grabbing your chin she turned to your face towards her again.

She would never intentionally try to hurt you, it was obvious with how much care she was taking in even the shallow wounds.

“All this for me.. I’m flattered” you giggled.

“Whatever” she smiled. Placing a bowl of soup on the table she sat down on the couch beside you. Hobbie had gone out for the night leaving you and Gwen alone at his place.

Leaning onto her shoulder she was quick to wrap a free arm around you while she picked a movie. Playing with the hem of Gwen’s sleep shirt the thought of how worked up she had gotten over you made your heart soar.

With a bandage on your nose and stitches on your lip you felt your face begin to heal. After a minute you leaned up to kiss the corner of her lips. “Thank you~ I don’t know how I’d live without you”

She tried to act Un phased but her red cheeks lied. “I don’t know either” she joked. Hitting her arm in a small fit of playful rage gwen softly laughed, turning her attention down to you. Kissing your forehead she relaxed back on the furniture with you in arms. You figured you should get comfortable as there was no way in hell she was about to let you go on another assignment any time soon.

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DARINGGGG GUESS WHO JUST ESCAPED THE ASYLUMMMM

IM BACK W ANOTHER REQUEST POOKIE (YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO IT JS TAKE UR TIME)

OK SO CLARISSE X PERSEPHONE!DAUGHTER (THIS IS ANGST ANGST ANGST) WHERE THEY'RE IN THE BATTLE OF MANHATTAN AND READER IS STABBED SO OBS CLARISSE RUSHED OVER TO LIKE TRY AND SAVE THEM. BUT READER ALR KNOWS THEYRE DYRING SO THEY'RE IKE "its ok it's ok. I'm ginna go see my mother, i'll be fine!

BAWLING

(clarisse is taking over my mid)

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND TAKE CARE OF YOUTSELF POOKIE

- I’ll be back -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Persephone! Reader

An - just a heads up as I said in my Korra fic this will probably be my last clarisse fic For a while. The hyperfixation and excitement to write for her is slowly going away, I will be writing most all of the request that I do have for her eventually but other than that I will be taking a short break I hope you all understand!

The sky had a thick layer of grey over it. The destruction to manhattan causing cement and other forms of pollution to take over the air.

Swinging your weapon aimlessly you tried to fight off the growing hoard of monsters. It was hard, fighting for gods know how many hours, seeing people you loved and care for die in-front of you and slowly loosing your siblings.

What hurt the most was seeing kids you grew up and laughed with fighting against you. Fighting for a cause that would benefit no one, fighting for what seemed like a dream that was never going to be real.

Trudging into a hidden alley way you lifted up your shirt. Looking down you saw the poisoned arrow shot wound becoming purple; throbbing harder and harder by the second.

Muffling your scream you pulled the dirty bandages off your body, tossing them into a dumpster. Rummaging through the bag at your side you quickly tried to change the dressings.

In the middle of war a second of peace was rare, a moment to asses your injuries was non existent, a chance to mentally reflect on your surroundings ended in death.

Death that forever followed you.

Standing stiff you were almost to scared to look down. If you gas lighted yourself enough you couldn’t feel it, it wouldn’t be true. It was foolish to think that you could of hidden from war.

“Checkmate” a raspy voice behind you whispered. Tyla.. s a daughter of Tyche and a friend who you had always competed with. Simple childish competion that eventually ended in celestial bronze piercing through your gut.

You’ve never been the best fighter but receiving deadly wounds twice in one day was setting the bar low. Pulling her sword out you fell to your knees, a metallic sound swinging in the air and hitting you in the back of your throat.

Tylas rough combat boot pressed your face into the gravel, tears quickly falling out of your face. “See You in hell” sliding the rubber bottom off your cheek she spat on you. Walking away with the intent to kill another.

Laying in the dirty alley way your thoughts went from the pain slowly leaving your body to memories of her. Of clarisse.

Sitting on the doc together where you shared your first kiss at sun down.

The first argument which ended with you both apologizing and laying together.

Sneaking into the ares cabin just to get caught the following day because you accidentally grew dead roses outside her window.

The awkward confession and her asking you on a date.

… the promise you made to clarisse that you would come back alive.

You woke up laying on a mat, a few medics crowded around you and the crying face of the woman you loved above. You couldn’t help but smile, even in her worst clarisse still looked beautiful.

Will reached over and grabbed her arm squeezing it. “She doesn’t have long” he mumbled closing his eyes. “Be quick” he softly spoke, standing up and walking to another kid.

You tried to move but she quickly took your body into her arms. “Hey, hey don’t.. just rest” clarisse tried to stay strong but right now she couldn’t help but loose it all. “You gonna be fine” her voice broke.

Tears began falling from her eyes and hitting your face. Her weak expression destroyed your heart.

Grabbing her shirt as it was the closest you could Get to touching her. “I’m ok… everything’s ok” you whispered. Clafisse just shook her head, the color was quickly leaving your face. “I just have to visit my mom for a little while, it’ll just be for a few weeks ok”

Clarisse brought your body to hers, hiding her face in your neck. Your arms went lip and around you both dead flowers and weeds appeared. As a daughter of Persephone death followed you every where, even in your final moments.

It felt as though the world stopped. That the outside wasn’t real and this all was a bad dream but even the strongest warriors had to accept when the sun came up.

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Ugh where’s my nerdy Butch/masc like yes baby I want to hear about your current hyperfixation in extreme detail

[cranberryjuice-posts]

Hey I was wondering if you could make a Korra x reader where reader is an engineer for future industries and has been working nonstop with Asami to help rebuild republic city after the events of book four. So since reader is always out Korra plans something like a mini date for when she gets home.

- date night! -

Pairings - korra x fem! Reader

An - I’ll be taking a break from clarisse fics for rn but I will get all the request in my inbox for her out eventually it’ll just take a while 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 but please do request for other wlw characters!!

“Right and if I move this here it’ll clear out this section for this” you mumbled to yourself moving the pawns across the board. The map of republic city before you casted different locations that were in need of repair.

The wooden doors behind you opened, figuring it was just some secretary you payed them no mind. “Set the plans on the desk beside the window” you aimlessly spoke waving your hand off.

“I would do that-” a feminine voice chuckled. “-If i was an assistant.” Turning around quicker than you should of you shockingly looked at asami. Her sweet smile making you feel a little embarrassed. “When did you take a break?”

Smiling cockily you stood up and crossed your arms. “Actually, I took one at 12”

“Am or pm”

You rolled your eyes which gave her the answer she assumed. She shook her head disapproving, leaning on the table she examined the work you had started. Flicking the pawn down asami brought her eyes back to you. “The office will be closed for the weekend.”

“I’ll still be coming in if that’s fine, I just need to finish a few plans an—“

“Do you ever take a stop working?” She laughed. “Whatever plans you have can wait.. besides the avatar has been a quite worried about you” her playful teasing made you hold your head down in shame.

It had been a few months since you began your relationship with Korra. Her only writing you and asami letters for months help build a strong connection between you all, but her getting encouragement and advice from the beautiful woman made her eventually ask you out.

Throwing your papers into a folder and grabbing your bag you left the office embarrassed. If she wanted you to take a break you were going to do it by choice not force.

———

Taking your shoes off and setting your bag aside you sunk down onto the couch. The apartment you shared with Korra had been decorated in water tribe style.

It took only a minute before you felt an all to familiar weight lean beside you. Opening your eyes you saw Korra with her back pressed against your arm. She wore a pair of pajamas with her hair wet.

“Hey” you tiredly smiled.

“Hi” she smiled, moving to fall into your lap. Looking down you couldn’t help but fall in love with her childish yet charming grin.

“Hungry?” She eventually pulled herself up. “I ordered some takeout” walking to the kitchen Korra brought out two containers, one filled with your favorite order.

Sitting with you again she happily ate her meal. It was sweet how she was always thinking about you. “So” she spoke with a mouth full. “How was today?”

“The normal, making adjustments here n’ there, making new plans and changing the budget when needed” you sighed. Even with the spirt world being connected with yours and the multiple improvements you were making after the Kuvira invasion it sometimes still felt like too much. “And you? Any new avatar business”

She shook her head with a smile. “No, actually I spent today doing about the same with you”

“Really?” You playfully went along.

“Yeah” she grunted setting her food on the table in front of you and grabbing a stack of papers. Shuffling through them she handed brightly decorated flier.

Confused you looked down, examining the blue and purple paper you read what you as written in bold ontop.

I LOVE MY GIRLFRIEND

My beautiful and wonderful girlfriend has been working so hard to rebuild republic city, so in as a Thank You! She will be receiving a relaxing and soothing spa weekend

“A spa day? Baby you know I can’t do something like that, I have work” you sighed with a heavy heart. It was clear from how her excited expression went flat that she was clearly looking forward to it. However from her smile you knew she wasn’t done just yet.

“About that… the papers that you brought home today asami switched. So for the entire weekend while the office is locked you get to spend time with me with no distractions”

At first you didn’t believe her. Then you got up and ran to your bag, digging through the folder. It was just as Korra said everything you had brought home was just scratch and blank papers.

Giving into her you returned beside your girlfriend. “Fine.. Well do the spa day” her happy cheer made you quickly become content with letting everything go. Only for the weekend though, that’s all you could spare.

———

Laid back you groaned in satisfaction as Korra gently placed the hot stones along your spine. Using her bending she helped adjust the temperature.

“Fuck I needed this” you let out a heavy breath that had been kept in a while. It felt nice to let everything be bygones.

“It’s ok to admit I’m the best” she cockily smiled, setting yet again another stone on your body.

Her comment made you giggle “mm yeah but if I did then who would tell you when your wrong?”

Her scoff like laugh proved you won the banter. Turning your head to the side you watched as the avatar set a group of rocks into the water, using fire bending she created heat around her hands to make it boil.

“Have i ever told you how beautiful you look when your concentrating on your bending?” You mumbled out, falling asleep.

“Yeah but telling me again can’t hurt” her cocky streak was going to be the death of you. Bringing the bucket over she took the now cooled stones off your bare skin. Before placing the newer hotter ones on she kissed you quickly on the lips. Almost like an attempt to embarrass you but it only made you happy.

“Just relax” Korra’s strong voice lulling you to sleep. At this point you couldn’t fight it anymore, maybe she was right you did need the break.

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Sorry for breaking your window to get in here but since where already on the topic of B & E what about Clarisse x Daughter of Hermes where the Hermes Cabin and the boys from the Ares cabin started a prank war with each other and Clarisse is PISSED because she gets getting caught in the crossfire and when reader breaks into the Ares cabin to set up a prank but she accidentally wakes up Clarisse.

- it’s all fun and games -

Pairings - Clarisse La Rue x Fem! Hermes! Reader

An - i feel like I don’t use AN’s properly but who cares also my ao3 series is almost finished also I cuss way to fucking much I mean damn 😭😭 irl I say fuck every 3 words dude I have a problem

An Pt 2 - I Hope thus is good I’m going through a rough writers block rn

For the entire summer. The entire fucking summer clarisse has been dealing with everyone’s bullshit.

Her brothers had for some reason started a season long war with the Hermes cabin. Probably because over some girl which she honestly found pathetic, even though deep down she would do worse if someone tried shit with you.

So here, clarisse currently found herself looking in shock with her cabin floor covered in Greek fire ash marks. Annoyed she mentally came up with a punishment for later. Deep in thought she hadn’t realized you were behind her for cabin check up.

You let out a soft breath before gently hitting the open door. Clarisse turned around, her face going from anger to flustered.

“Hey” she stumbled slightly on her words.

You shyly waved. “Cabin check?” There was a moment of silence, just enough for you to notice the mess behind her. “I can always lie— I know how my brothers get” you tried to offer a better solution than failing the check.

Acting like she was Un-phased she shook her head. “Don’t worry about it, it’s not your fault. Shouldn’t have to cover for them ”

“Well I’m just trying to help” You chuckled, the gap between you closing quickly.

As much as clasisse complained about the summer there was still one good part, you. Flirting at every bonfire turned into spending free time together which eventually lead to you both kissing at the end of last night. “I guess I’ll see you tonight then?”

“Yeah” she shrugged. It was cute how she tried to play off her embarrassment. Reaching out you fixed clarisses necklace, Making it symmetrical on her body. With a sarcastic sigh you looked back at the Greek fire stains before looking back up at her. “I’ll come back in an hour that work for you?”

“Yeah id really appreciate it” she smiled softly.

You wished you were an Aphrodite girl, able to leave a room with beauty and want. Instead you left almost to quickly, embarrassment fueling your steps. By the time you reached the last step your face felt hot, and your body felt fuzzy. She was going to be the death of you.

———

“I’m not doing that” you cocked an eyebrow up as your brothers proposed another prank.

“Just this once” Connor practically begged. Walking past Chris smacked him upside his head, the prank they were trying to get you to do? Sneak into the ares cabin and cover it in silly string. Their reasoning for having you do it was because clarisse wouldn’t kill you.

“If she doesn’t want to do it she doesn’t have to” Chris sighed, taking a seat on his bunk.

Your brothers however couldn’t handle that as an appropriate response. Whispering to each other you saw their faces turn into a devilish grin. “Fine” they started off with false security “You don’t have to do it, but we can always tell Chiron about the secret green plant business you help the Dionysius and Demeter cabin run”

Giving them an agitated look you stood up and snatched the silly string out of their hand. “Fuck you” they always found a reason to black mail you. The trick was starting to get old.

It wasn’t until 12am that you snuck into the ares cabin. Coming in through the window you were a little worried about what a cabin full of war kids would do if someone came in. Looking back one more time to see your brothers giving you a thumbs up from afar.

Calming your nerves you took the first step inside. Silently spraying the string the stale chemical smell hit you like a truck. A few kids tossed and turned, the fear of waking one up made you work faster.

Shoving another empty can into your bag you pulled out the last one. The only section left was clarisses. The section you had been dreading of doing. Silently walking over you caught a glimpse of her drooling in her sleep. You wished your had a camera to capture the rare moment. She was beautiful, even in her most vulnerable state. Snapping out of your thoughts you remembered you had a job to do.

Stepping back with a heavy heart your foot sunk into a loose board, a loud creaking sound filling the room. It was less than a second before you felt a harsh hit to your face and your body on the floor.

Not really paying attention to your surroundings with ringing in your ears. The lights came on and a pair of strong hands grabbed the side of your arms. A few kids were shouting and in the background you could almost make out the front door opening.

Coming back you felt blood trail down your face from your nose and clarisse looking guilty at you. Her hands squeezing your arms as she couldn’t say anything. You groaned and held your head back exhausted.

Being moved to a bed you were barley able to understand what was happening in-front of you. In the background both cabins were yelling at one another, it felt like a fight might break out. Clarisse was crouched infront of you trying to asses your now broken nose. You could tell she was starting to loose her patience.

At first you didn’t hear anything. The ringing went away however when clarisse slammed her spear on the ground commanding the attention to her.

“ENOUGH! Everybody who is not my sibling get out now! And to everyone else I want a first aid kit some ice, nectar, ambrosia, and i want this cabin cleaned now!” A strong silence filled the room before the ares kids got to work. If looks could kill the Hermes cabin would had dropped dead. “Whatever you all have going on ends now understand! Im sick and tired of dealing with all of your bullshit and Luke you need to get a better control over your siblings!”

They nodded. Not even Luke wanted to speak, he just whistled his sibling’s out. In less than five minutes you watched as the cabin almost cleaned itself. In less than five minutes clarisse had began gently trying to bandage the broken bone, trying to take some pain away.

Helping feed a bite of ambrosia you felt your nose begin to mend on its own. Though it would still need a week to heal. Letting out a sigh of relief you finally looked up at her, up at Clarisse who was acting like a coward.

“It’s not your fault” you tried.

“I broke your nose, seems like my fault”

“And you thought I was an intruder it’s not the end of the world” you sighed grabbing her hand. It didn’t matter who was at fault it just came down to how it was handled.

She looked like she wanted to speak but she just couldn’t make the words. “If you really want to make it up to me you can always ask me out on a date” Looking up through your lashes you swore you saw her cheeks turn red.

“Y-yeah I can do that” trying to play it off but it was too late. You giggled slightly, leaning forward to close the gap and softly kiss her. Feel her rough lips against yours.

Her hands found home on your torso, traveling up and down while pulling you closer in an attempt to deepen it. Breaking away only for a moment clarisse looked over at her siblings who some stopped cleaning.

Barking orders at them to continue she looked back with a sarcastic expression making you laugh.

Laying down beside her on the small bed you looked deep into her eyes, not wanting to say a word. It felt like every emotion you two had felt for one another was known.

Giving her another soft kiss you tucked your head away into her neck. It didn’t take long to fall asleep and shockingly for the ares cabin, when the lights were out and everyone was asleep there was a peaceful quiet. One that comforted and lulled a person into a deep sleep.