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This qill always be one of my fave, credit to the author

Will Solace x half-Sibling reader x Apollo (platonic/family dynamic)

Cw: the readers mom is toxic at times and controlling

You sat in cabin 7, a lyre in hand the music seeming to just pour out of you, it was a natural born gift you had. Or at least that's what your mom called it. You brows furrowed as you shook your head, not liking the way it seemed to play. It wasn't perfect you knew your mom would've said something about it, if she were in the room. You put down the instrument, frustrated that your mom was all you could think of. You were in your father's cabin for gods sake, why were you only thinking of your mom.

You tried to forget about all the competitions you had done for your musical skill, all the time you spent practicing instead of sleeping, the strive you were forced to have to be perfect. A wrong note would've gotten you grounded, your mom only expected the best. She needed you to be the best, almost as if you winning all those competitions would bring your father back to her. It was exhausting.

You felt tears well up as tried your best to hold it together. You wanted more than anything to quit playing music, something you couldn't even escape while at camp. You had to practice so when you went back home after the summer, you'd be able to go straight back into competitions. If you didn't do well at the competitions you wouldn't be able to come back to camp. That was the deal you had with your mother. You couldn't even stop and try doing other things, all your time went to practicing.

You wanted to break the stupid the lyre, but you felt as though your dad wouldn't like that. Your shoulders gave way as you leaned down, getting ready to pick the lyre back up.

"hey, do you mind helping me in the infirmary today? There's gonna be a match of capture the flag today, so there's bound to be far too many injuries along with that." You nodded while standing up, you weren't one to go off and do things when you were supposed to be practing, but he needed help. "Yeah I can help, I'm not sure if I'll be much help but yeah I can try!" He smiled at you, "you're an Apollo kid, trust me you at least have some medical talent, even if music is your forte." The music joke, flew over your head though.

He could tell that you weren't fully invested in music, he realized pretty early on that you struggled reading music the first time you saw it, most of your skill came from muscle memory. You memorized the movements not the notes, he knew your passion wasn't music, and he was making it his mission to help you realize that. So when he saw you sitting there clearly upset and frustrated with the lyre in your hands, he decided to have you help him.

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He brought you into the infirmary with him, showing you around pointing out the various tools you might need, showing you where the ambrosia was. He could almost see a hint of a spark in your eyes as he showed you how to use things.

Kayla came up to you both, "Will, I really hope your gonna have him help you so you can teach him. You're not just gonna send him on his own right?" Will laughed slightly, "yes he's gonna help me, I wasn't planning on leaving him to figure it all out, I don't wanna overwhelm the poor boy on his first day in the infirmary." He smiled at you warmly.

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When people started coming in it was you were a little overwhelmed, but then you seemed to know what to do. As if a voice in your head told you everything, maybe your father was helping you, or maybe it was just what you were meant to do. If people weren't in pain, maybe you'd even call it fun.

A few campers in, Will let you take the reigns, settling for supervising to make sure you didn't mess up. You were doing amazing he didn't have to tell you what to do, or correct your methods, you were acting as if you'd been doing this as long as he had.

When he was sure that you were okay on your own he told you he was gonna leave you to help other patients. You just smiled at him and nodded. He left to help a camper by Kayla.

"Have you seen y/n? He's doing amazing, he's a natural Kayla!" She nodded agreeing, "I'm gonna be honest, I didn't have much hope but he's a natural healer! I thought his thing was music, but he's doing amazing here! I think he's a healer!" Both of them were on the same page.

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By the end up the day, you found yourself proud. You seemed so good at healing, and it was something you liked doing.

You sat at the Apollo table next to Will at dinner. Your half brother turned to look at you before saying, "you think you could help us in the infirmary tomorrow? You're really good at it, and we could use the extra help!" You shook your head, reality sinking in, "I have to go back to practicing tomorrow." Your stomach felt weak at the thought, your mother was very clear about what your future held. Medicine wasn't in that, she wanted you to have fame, money she wanted you to do something that would benefit her. When you learned of your father, you had asked her about taking a different path, and that didn't go well.

You got up and left the table. Your food left uneaten, no longer having an appetite. Your feet took you back to the cabin, your bunk near the back. You sat down grabbing your lyre and started practing from memory. The cords strumming out fine, but fine wasn't enough. You kept trying until it was perfect, before moving onto playing the violin your mother had insisted you also learned this summer, stating that the lyre wasn't enough anymore. Your fingers ached, but you kept going while everyone was at dinner.

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By the time everyone was back, you were asleep the lyre and violin stuffed back under your bunk. Will was a little disappointed as he was planning to talk to you, but he didn't let himself dwell on it, he'd talk to you tomorrow.

When he woke up though, you were already gone. Your violin and lyre missing, but the rest of your stuff still here. You had gone somewhere else to practice. He was disappointed, he was. He wanted to talk to you, to try and see if you were okay.

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You were outside by the lake, practicing the violin. The sheet music had note names scribbled in. Your hands already ached not used to playing the violin, you were miserable your brain hurt as well, from trying to read the music, but you didn't stop.

You kept doing that for a week, you weren't getting better in fact you seemed to get worse. Will's concern for you grew, his younger brother was never around him let alone around the camp at all. He didn't even know where you went off too during the day.

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Today however you woke up, and went grab your violin and lyre but they were missing. They weren't anywhere to be seen, not under the bed, not in the cabin, not outside of the cabin. They were nowhere.

You sat down outside the cabin worried, what would you tell your mother. That you lost the new Violin your mother bought and the lyre your father had gifted you. Oh hades! What would your father even think, you lost one of the only things he ever gave you.

You put your head in your hand and just cried, you hadn't noticed the way the sun shone down on you, or the presence that appeared beside you. "My child, you must go easy on yourself." You looked up your father right beside you, his aura seemed to calm you but not enough. "I'm sorry father" the words fell out of your mouth before you could stop them, you figured he was hear to yell at you for losing the lyre. Your father shook his head, "Son, it was not your fault. You didn't lose anything, I took them." You looked at him shocked, you didn't know whether to be made at him or if you should be grateful.

"you weren't meant to do music, it's not where your abilities lie. Don't push yourself for something, that you don't want to do." You shook your head, "I can't, what would I even tell my mother. If I don't do music, I can't come back to camp." Your father sighed, "how about we talk to your mother together?" You nodded, he stood up offering you a hand, "now?" He nodded "now, son" you stood up taking his hand before he transported you both to your moms.

You stood in the kitchen trembling slightly behind your father, your mother didn't look happy. "What'd he do?" Apollo shook his head, "nothing, I took the lyre and the violin. He's not having a career in music. It's not what he was meant to do." Your mother looked pissed, but it was clear she knew better than to argue with a god. "You're not supposed to interfere directly." He shook his head. "I didn't, I acted through someone else."

He had helped Will notice y/n, and he had asked a favor from Hermes to get one of his boys to steal the lyre and violin. So he hadn't interfered directly. "My son will choose his own path." He didn't have to say anything else. Your mother knew better than to argue anymore than she had, if she argued things would probably end badly for her. She just nodded, your father smiled at you, before bringing you back to camp.

He brought you to the infirmary, walking in and bringing you towards Will. "He's gonna be working in here from now on, I think" Apollo looked down at you for approval, you had the option to say no, just having the option was enough, but you had a feeling healing was the way you wanted to go. "Yeah, if that's okay with you Will?" Will nodded smiling at you, "of course it is okay, you're a natural literally!" You smiled at your brother, going to turn around to say a 'thank you' to your father but he was gone. You had a feeling he already knew though.

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This is true

We protect each other, but we shouldn't have to.

We deserve to not need protection.

We deserve to not get hurt.

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Sorry for not posting much. I've been really busy

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Hi I'm looking for someone wanting to rp PJO. I'm your interested please DM me or interact with the post

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Hello! I am looking for anyone interested in RPing in the PJO verse! I would be interested in both canon characters and OCs, so 8m very flexible. For canon characters I enjoy Solangelo (flexible on this, but I do usually prefer to write for Nico), and many others! As far as OCs go, I like to keep them fresh and interesting.

I am 16, with almost 4 years of RP experience. I ask that my partner is 18 or under, since that's my comfort level. As for platforms, I prefer Discord, and I am active most of the day. Like or reblog this post if you'd like to be contacted!

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Hey if you can see this im asking if youll rp PJO with me. Im still new to discord so I don't know how to add you without sending you a link to my server

Hello I'm looking for someone to rp with me I do double up and I'm semi lit can do about one paragraph and I normally do ocxcc with me as the oc I rp on discord FandomFreak #0530

MY FANDOMS I RP

Marvel

Narnia

Descendants

Percy Jackson

Harry Potter

Grey's Anatomy

Divergent

Arrow/Flash

Hunger Games

Criminal Minds

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I love this credit to the artist

wayne Family making me want to draw stupid things

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Coming out to an angel

A/N: For anyone trans who reads this, coming out is UP TO YOU. From who you tell to when and how you tell them is up to you. ONLY YOU know who you are!

TW: Dysphoria, Angst, MTF, LTGBQ+

Pairings: Michael/Adam X trans male! Reader

Y/G/N = Your Given Name

Y/P/N = Your Preferred Name

You'd just come back from a hunt with the Winchesters, Jack and Cas. You cursed when you realized the werewolf you were after had raked its claws across your chest damaging your binder and leaving cuts on your skin. You knew you couldn't touch your chest without feeling dysphoric. Sighing you walked to your room and grabbed a cloth. Covering it it disinfectant you rubbed it over your cuts swallowing the bile that rose in your throat.

Someone knocked at the door, you quickly slipped on a shirt well aware that you binder couldn't be worn as it's now damaged. Finding a hoodie you slid it over your form. "What's up Michael?" you asked, he was the only one allowed in your room... ever.

"Sam and Dean said you got injured, I wanted to ask if I could help." damn your guardian angel. you'd been best friends since you met but were you ready to tell him that you were trans? You weren't sure.

"Uh..." Your apprehension must've shown on your face cause he sighed.

"What's wrong Y/G/N?" Michael asked standing propped against the door. So many things could go wrong, you doubted the angel would even understand. How did you understand how long you his that you were male? How do you explain that every action and reaction was calculated, designed to hide your true feelings?

"I'm a boy." You decided to just spit it out. Holding onto it, hiding things was making you sick and you knew it. You watched Michaels face only too see him smile.

"I know." He said smugly.

"You did?" You asked puzzled

"At first I noticed small things, like your aversion to dresses and how you'd always help Dean with the cars. The you started shopping in the men's section and one day you came out I noticed you chest was flatter then before. I was waiting for you too tell me, it was Adam's advice." The arch-angel explain.

"O-oh." You said smartly. "Your ok with it?" You asked, he wasn't gonna have problems cause of the bible?

"You thought I wouldn't be? Angels don't bother about whether you male or female, we frequently take vessels of the opposite sex." Honestly Michael sounded a bit offended, and it did make sense. Why would he care when he himself in habited a female vessel before Adam?

"of course not, it's just the bible..." you trailed off. He knew what you meant, the bible was exactly accepting of the idea.

"The bible isn't all we care about. It was one of fathers story's written by Metatron but a history book at most." Michael spoke clearly, certainty coloring his voice. "Now what's wrong? Why did you not speak to anyone upon your return?" Michael asked concern filling his voice.

You gestured to the scratches on your chest which were currently hidden by your shirt. "I can't touch my chest, it makes me dysphoric." You weren't sure how Michael would help but something told you he just would.

"Come here." He ordered gently. You did as he asked, he placed 2 fingers on you forehead and allowed his grace to heal the scratches. "It's ok, next time tell me." he clicked his fingers summoning a gc2b binder. "Here." he handed it to you. "You can wear it for 8 hours everyday."

"Thanks." you said hugging the angel. "Thanks for accepting me." You murmured.

"Of course. Do you want to change your name or come out to the others?" Michael asked.

You shook your head. "Call me Y/P/N. Also no, I'm not ready." You said looking nervously at the Arch-angel.

"That's ok." He said calmly, "coming out is up too you."

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true

The angels, after Seraphina runs away with The Adam: She is just some low ranked angel. It doesn't mean anything.

The angels, after Cas "falls in every way imaginable" (aka, falls in love with Dean): He's the one with a crack on his chassis. It still doesn't mean anything.

The angels, after learning the strange relationship between Gabriel and Sam: He spent too much time on Earth playing some pagan god. It messed with his head.

The angels, after Michael ignores them to stay with Adam:

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this is too true

the people from apocalypse world should've gotten to meet michael. how do you even begin to reconcile the genocidal deranged warlord of an archangel that reduced your world to darkness and rubble with the semi-normal guy of an archangel standing in front of you who's just kind of chilling and occasionally makes goo-goo eyes at his vessel. i think they'd pass out on the spot to be fucking honest

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Layla

A/N: not my song, OC also named Layla but is not a real person and has different experiences. For anyone who has felt depressed or dysphoric I'm sorry and please get help, I'm always here if you need to talk. Feel free to listen to the song as you read. I wrote this for my friend and I just came out as a trans male, a lot of my friends are also trans along with my cousin.

Trigger warnings: Depression, feeling dysphoric, self-harm, protective Dr. Solace, anorexia (mentioned), incorrect binding

Parings: Will Solace X sister OC

"Morning Layla. How are you going?" Will asked, he checks in on his siblings everyday. The Apollo kids had a hard time always be around sick, distressed campers and for Will mental health was a priority.

Layla looked up from her textbook, she always woke up before the others that way she could just say she ate. Remembering the shape of her body, her name, her hair... it made Layla feel sick but she smiled. "I'm good. How are you?" She forced the smile high enough not to be suspicious but it still didn't reach her eyes.

"I'm doing well, you have infirmary duty with me in 10 minuets." Will reminded her. The thought of being seen today made Layla feel sick to her stomach. She decided to do something she promised herself to never do, use bandages to bind her chest.

"I'll be there in 5. Let me get dressed." She forced out a laugh and walked to the bathroom. Removing her shirt she grabbed some bandages from the cabinet she wrapped them tight around her chest. It wasn't as good a real binder but at least her chest was flat.

Layla grabbed the make-up, she contoured her make-up. Lay by layer she disappeared, she kept adding touches till she was sure no one would notice she was in danger. Smiling to herself she put her scrubs on and walked out the bathroom leaving her PJ's on her bunk.

The walk to the infirmary seemed ten times longer than normal and she was sure she was late. Layla was never late, she was the perfect sister, the perfect colleague and the perfect daughter. Will was getting worried when she walked into the infirmary, Layla headed straight past him and began taking inventory. Layla felt the hours tick by slowly, she had 3 more hours before Kayla and Jerry's shift.

She let out a sigh, inventory only took an hour, not wanting to talk to people she started stripping the sheets of the recently used beds. Cleaning didn't involve people talking to her which was good. Layla was nearly sure if someone tried to talk to her she'd break down. Tears welled in Layla's eyes as she swept the floor, it'd only be half an hour since she made the cots and she couldn't stop thinking.

About how she wished her chest was flat.

About how the bandages she was using to bind rubbed uncomfortably on her skin.

About the blood running through her veins.

She had to get out of here. "Will?" Layla called, she knew she still had over 2 hours on her shift but someone'd need to cover.

"Yes?" He asked walking over. Will shot Layla a gentle smile. "Need something?" He asked softly, the infirmary was empty at the moment.

"I need to leave, can you get Kayla to cover?" Layla asked softly, her mask cracked for only a second but Will noticed.

His smile dropped slightly. "Are you sure your ok Lay?" His deep voice made her want to cry right there, to breakdown in her brothers arms but she knew she couldn't.

"I just need to leave." Layla ignored his question and walked out leaving a very worried Will.

When she got to her cabin Layla sighed. Going into the bathroom she went to unwrap her chest but got another idea. Opening the cupboard she grabbed out a scalpel, Layla placed her wrist over the sink and watched the blood run.

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She knew this wasn't healthy but she felt better. Layla sat down and cried leaving the blade on the sink.

Will found Kayla and Jerry and asked them to take the shift early as he was worried about Layla, they agreed. She hadn't been herself lately. Will walked to the cabin, worry increasing when he heard sobbing in the bathroom.

He gasped at what he saw. His sister was wrapped in a ball of her limbs, blood running down her arms and tears down her face. Will ran to his sister pulling her into his lap. "Lay?" He asked gently.

"S-Sun S-Spot?" She whimpered, her arms were burning now. She felt so bad for what she'd done, Layla completely forgot about the bandages she used to bind.

Will got up and grabbed the antiseptic wipes from the cupboard. He gently removed the bandages from her chest before wiping his 15 year old sisters cuts. "Why?" He asked gently.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I just felt...wrong. I-I d-don't f-feel r-right unless m-my chest is f-flat. I-I ha-hate my n-name, m-my hair. I-I w-want to b-be a b-boy." Layla sobbed as her brother finished dressing her wounds. Will understood now, her behavior the last few weeks made sense now.

"Shh. It's ok. Promise me you'll tell me next time, never cut Sunshine, never." Will soothed at the same time scolding slightly. "Anything else?" He asked gently holding their now bandaged wrists.

"I-I promise I-I'll t-tell you. E-even w-when I was l-little I-I would say I-I w-was a b-boy b-but e-everyone g-got m-mad. Th-they s-said I-I w-was a g-girl. I-I-I'm s-sorry." Layla whimpered. Will sighed and wrapped them in a hug.

"What are your pronouns? Do you want to change you name?" He asked keeping their arms crossed over their chest so they couldn't harm themselves.

"H-he/ h-him. J-Jack." Jack sputtered out, he was calmer now but so very tired.

"How about I cut you hair for you this evening? You can borrow my clothes, I'll take you to get masculine clothing on the weekend." Will offered gently.

"Y-yes p-please." Jack pressed himself further into Will. Will realized that Jack's strange behavior was because he was trans and had grown up with homophobic parents so he hadn't told anyone.

"Do you want to come out?" Will asked softly rubbing circles on Jacks back. "No one will be mad, promise." Will affirmed gently, hell Will knew that their siblings would be proud of Jack.

"C-can i-it j-just be c-cabin 7 f-for now?" Jack asked. Will smiled, he was going to get Jack some proper binders from the infirmary tomorrow.

"If that makes you more comfortable. Tomorrow I'll get you a proper binder. Now how about you get some sleep ay?" Will knew Jack was tired, he lost a lot of blood and was emotionally drained.

"Al' ight." Jack yawned loudly. "Tanks Will." Will laughed at his sleepy sibling.

Gently Will picked Jack up and placed him on his bunk, he went to walk away but was stopped when Jack grabbed his sleeve. "St-stay?" He asked quietly.

Will laughed slightly. "Of course." Discarding his shoes and putting on some PJ's Will slipped under the covers protectively holding his sibling. "Sleep well Jack."

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Migraine.

A/N This was inspired by a migraine I had extremally recently. What would've changed if I was a demigod. For this fic Nico's 15 and Will's 17.

Pairings: Nico Di Angelo X Reader, Will Solace X Reader, Solangelo X reader (poly)

Warnings: Dr. Solace' lectures, angst, fluff

Y/F/B = Your Favorite Book

Y/N = Your Name

S/O = Significant Other

You were reading a book in the Ares cabin. Despite being the opposite of you siblings with you small, petite frame and gentle nature you had to be there. The cabin was empty right now, but you didn't mind. All you chores were done and being able to find sometime to yourself, you decided to read. You were reading Y/F/B when some weird zigzags appeared in your vision, sure it was slightly annoying to need to move your head a lot but, you figured it was nothing.

The fact it hadn't happed before should've been the first sign something was wrong, you were just too entertained to care. You missed your boyfriends but both Will and Nico were working in the infirmary. You figured you had about an hour till dinner and resolved to finish you chapter before that.

Then your fingers went numb.

Now you knew something was wrong but you weren't ready to panic yet. Besides... the lines WERE fading. The numb feeling slowly spread up your arm, now you panicked. What was happening?

Getting up a little too quickly you opened the cabin door but slowed you pace so you didn't fall. Seeing a passing camper, you had no clue who, you grabbed their sleeve. "Y/N?" you knew that voice.

"Percy? I-I can't feel my arm." You stammered. Even though you couldn't see it being too focused on staying up right his face took on a concerned look. "Let's get you too Will." You went to nod but stopped cause you head hurt.

Percy slung you arm over his shoulder, half carrying you too the infirmary. You hadn't gone more then five minuets when you spoke again. "P-Percy?" You asked shaken.

"Yeah?" He asked still walking.

"I c-can't f-feel my f-face." You whimpered. Percy lifted you into his arms allowing him to walk faster. You felt safe with Percy, he was your friend despite being four years older, Percy was 18 now.

"Will! I need help Glowstick!" Percy called teasing Will slightly as he entered the infirmary, voice ringing through the room. The doctor and son of Hades came running at Percy's voice. Percy placed you on a cot.

"P-Percy? I s-still can't feel my f-face." You whimpered scared.

"Shh, little one." It was Percy favorite nickname for you and your boyfriends didn't mind you being close with him, they knew you were more like siblings than anything. "Your in the infirmary with Will and Nico." Percy said gently.

"Percy? What happened?" Nico question as you felt him pull Percy from you. You whined but Will simply shushed you.

"It's alright, I'm here Sunshine. What's wrong?" He asked softly, frantically looking you over.

"Z-zig zags... th-then I c-couldn't feel m-my arm and f-face... m-my head hurts." you stammered out constantly whimpering. Will sighed. You had a migraine, the best he could do was give you some medication and wait.

He pulled some pill bottles out a draw and put the right dose from each in his hand. After half-filling a cup of water he returned and found you shaking. " You've got a migraine. Take these then try to sleep. Sip the water or you'll be sick." The young doctor advised.

Gingerly you took the cup and downed the pills. "W-what's happening?" You whimpered as the feeling came back to your arm and face only to be replaced with a pounding headache.

Will looked at you in sympathy. "Basically your brains doing weird stuff and it's effecting the nerves, chemicals and blood vessels." Will explained.

You whimpered again. "A-am I going to d-die?" You weren't too proud to admit you were scared.

Will sat down on the edge of the bed taking your hands in his. He hated seeing you scared and hurting. "It might feel that way now but you'll be fine. I'll get Nico to stay with you ok?" Will asked, he had to get back to his rounds.

"O-ok." You whimpered. "C-can N-Nico cuddle m-me?"

Will smiled lightly, normally it wasn't allowed but he knew how scared you were and he knew Nico wouldn't try anything. "If he wants to." Will agreed before walking over to talk to Percy.

"Hey Mi Amor." Nico said softly. It was nice not to be alone.

"Hey." You said softly. "Will you cuddle me, I'm scared." Nico normally would refuse to cuddle in public as he didn't like the attention but he hated seeing so much fear in your eyes.

"Scooch over." He grunted slipping under the covers with you. You let out a small smile.

"Why am I tired?" You asked Nico yawning. It was nice having him wrap his arms around you. You felt safe despite the pain.

"It's probably the medication Will gave you." He said as you let your eyes close. You fell asleep faster than you expected, Nico must've been right.

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"Hey Sunshine." Will said shaking you lightly, your headache was gone and you seemed ok now. Quickly you noticed Nico wasn't next to you and shot Will a questioning glance, "He left to go to breakfast." Will said simply. "I've already eaten." He quickly clarified at your glare.

"Hey." You said softly. "I feel better, thanks. I'm sorry I panicked." You murmured.

Will gave you a stern look and placed a hand firmly on yours. "You have NOTHING to be sorry for. I NEVER want you to apologize for being scared, sick or hurt again. You had every reason to be scared Y/N." Suddenly Will let out a breath. "Promise me that next time somethings wrong or even just feels wrong you'll come straight to me." Will wanted to protect his lover from everything but he couldn't.

"I promise." Will smiled and passed his S/O a plate. "Thanks Light-ray."

"I figured you'd be hungry as you missed dinner." Will said and you smiled brightly.

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Of Blackouts and First Kisses

Warnings: Implied anxiety, Angst

Y/E/C = Your Eye Color

Y/N = Your name

We were visiting avengers tower on business when the power went out. groaning you locked your eyes on where Gabe stood seconds before and stumbled through the dark. "G-Gabe?"

"Yes Y/N?" he asked. He was so close to you could you not see him? he thought forgetting that angels had much better eyesight than humans

"W-where a-are you?" You asked shakily before groaning after you ran into... the couch, or at least you hoped it was the couch

"I'm right here" Gabe said grabbing hold of your sleeve. "Gah!" You shot up straight and hit your head on something, it was so hard you swore it was the roof

"D-don't do that." you stuttered turning to where you could feel the pressure on my sleeve. You wrapped my arms around the unexpecting angel who was still rubbing his chin with one hand.

"What?" Gabe asked tensing up not being used to affection from you but he quickly relaxed and wrapped his arms around your frame.

You hugged you angle tighter... wait? Your angel? Where did that come from? "D-don't sneak up on me." You whimpered slightly he'd scared the lights out you which is ironic since no lights were on in Avengers tower right now.

"I'm sorry Darling." Gabe said not meaning to scare you. Don't get him wrong he loved tricking and scaring people but never in his wildest dreams did he desire to scare you.

You hated the dark, after nodding that you'd heard you stuck your head further into his chest. Seeking to forget there was a power outage.

Your guardian arch-angel began to play with your hair.

You pressed Your head in Gabe's hand wanting more contact with the angel. Avoiding looking anywhere but the angels chest you angled yourself so you were pressed even further against the angel.

"You okay gorgeous?" Gabe asked in a teasing tone. You know he was only teasing but hearing him, the angel you so hard fallen for say that made blood pool in your cheeks.

"Gpmh." you grumbled not really listening but that was second pet name since the blackout and you were even redder than before.

"I asked if you were okay." Gabe repeated lifting your chin so he could see your amazing Y/E/C "Oh, you're blushing, enjoy the view did you?" He laughed out rather dramatically.

"I-I'm f-fine." You stuttered, clearly not fine and the color of a tomato. This angel was gonna be the death of you

"Are you sure?" Gabe asked "You're blushing." He rubbed in, joking with you slightly. He wanted to see you mischievous grin not the fear that was currently present in you eyes.

"St-stop m-making m-me r-red." You stuttered out trying to hide your face in his chest again but the damn angle wouldn't let your. Gabriel loved how much he made you blush.

"But it's cute" He teased. His signature smirk on his face for all to see.

"...g..." You stopped and just looked down thinking he broke you, you couldn't get the right words out. You felt so damn flustered you started glancing around the room but upon discovering nothing but darkness turned your eyes back to your angel.

"You're so cute" Gabriel complimented, his smirk even bigger then before. He was proud to get you this bothered, in his eyes you were the most beautiful creature Chuck had ever created.

"C-can I go back to hiding now?" You asked scared. The only thing you could see was the angel in front of you and you didn't like it, what if there was danger?

"You want to go back to hiding in my chest?" Gabe asked the smirk never faltering. He knew putting it that way would get you flustered, he was trying to get you to smile and knew he'd succeed eventually.

"I-I" You blushed before groaning slightly. "Damn you angel!" You exclaimed before sighing a small smile on your face, "I d-don't like the dark so yes?" You finished your statement like it was a question. Gabe smiled, for a second losing his smirk, he had done it.

"Fine." He consented releasing your face "Go back to my chest then."

"You make that sound so dirty." You grumbled out but not before wrapping your arms around your angel and hiding again.

"I can't help it." Gabriel complained wrapping my arms around you. "It makes you laugh," he explained.

"mmHmm." You mumbled not quite believing your angle, he was always flirting with girls, why were you so special?

"Now who's making this sound dirty" Gabe teased, you could clearly hear the smirk littering his voice, as long as it kept you happy he'd keep teasing and flirting and all round driving you mad.

"Gabriel?" You asked overly cautious. "C-can I..." you trailed off not knowing if it was alright for you to ask if you could kiss and angel, all the human angel relationships you knew of the angel moved first. Embarrassed you lifted you gaze to his lips before dropping it again trying to explain without actually talking

"Do you want to kiss me?" Gabe asked catching on and lifting your face with his index and middle fingers. He had loved you since the day he met you but had no way of knowing of you felt the same the same so he settled for little thing like excluding you from his trickster punishments when he pranked the Winchesters.

"Y-yeah." You stammered still not looking the angel in the eyes, what if he didn't like you? What if this was rude, maybe angels were meant to ask humans not the other way around

"Then kiss me" he whispered in your ear, his breath sending goose bumps down your neck.

"..." You smiled slightly, honestly way too nervous, this was your first kiss, there were so many 'what if's. You lifted your head enough to look the angel in the eyes and your eyes kept flicking to his lips but you was so damn nervous.

"I've never kissed anyone before." You muttered embarrassed, most people had had their first kiss by you age.

"I would've thought that a pretty girl like you would've had your first kiss already." Gabe stated his face only inches from yours.

"I n-never l-liked m-meeting p-people." You stuttered looking straight at the angles lips still thinking about how much you could mess up. Hell, this angel had already messed you up so bad you couldn't speak.

"I... uh... what if I mess up... what if-" You were cut from your obsessive muttering by Gabe, there was no one you'd wanted to kiss more but you were so damn nervous, which was patially made worse by the feeling you held for the trickster.

Closing the gap he pressed his lips to yours moving slowly, making sure it was what you wanted and that he didn't take it too fast with you.

You felt Gabe's lips moving against yours, you froze for a second having no clue what to do, thankfully instincts took over and you moved your lips to match his. Feeling his tongue tracing your lips you instinctively opened my mouth before granting him the entrance he asked for pulling away.

"Uh... wow...uh" He'd certainly broken you with that kiss, was it always that nice? You hoped so, a lot of you insecurities faded realizing you feelings weren't one sided.

"For someone who's never kissed anyone you sure do seem like you have a lot of experience." he said with a smirk, he had enjoyed kissing you and wanted to do it again but Gabe knew he had to be patient. This was a new experience for you and he knew he'd have to take it slow, since that was what you needed he was ok with it.

"I copied you." You tried to explain, that and you'd seen Dean and Cas kiss plenty.

"Really?" Gabe asked shocked, how had you even known to copy him?

"Yeah, also Dean and Cas kiss a lot." You confirmed. "Why? Was I not meant to?" You asked suddenly unsure.

"You can." Gabe smirked at his thoughts, he'd have to show those two idiots a thing or two trickster style for kissing in front of you but he kept those thoughts to himself.

"l liked that." You said sheepishly and your face the color of a tomato.

"You look so cute right now" Gabe complimented fondly.

"St-stop." You protested faintly but not really cause you like the feelings his compliments made rise within you.

"Why?" Gabe asked with a smirk looking you in your Y/E/C eyes. He knew you didn't really want him to stop, you were just protesting cause you were embarrassed.

"Cause I want to kiss you again." You spat out before you lost your nerve. "I like you." you mumbled softly.

"I like you too, was that not already clear?" Gabe asked confused. He thought he made it plenty obvious, oh well he'd have to kiss you again and he loved doing that.

"I uh well..." flustered you tried to kiss Gabe, instead of answering but missed and accidently planted a kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Oops." you chuckled, "sorry, I messed that up." you berated yourself before smiling brightly at the arch-angel and laughing at your own little blooper

"It's fine" Gabe said with a chuckle before kissing you again.You moved with Gabe feeling a bit more confident this time and lot less flustered.

"PDA!" someone called, you were so focused on Gabe and his lips you hadn't notice the lights come on. You weren't not sure who yelled forcing Gabe to break the kiss but you think it was Tony. Tony had always annoyed you, he simply loved messing with you. You whined at the lack of physical touch.

"Did you have to yell?" Gabe questioned with a groan turning towards the direction of the voice. You could tell he was annoyed like you but he knew he'd have plenty of time time to kiss you later.

You whined again, grabbing Gabe's hand trying to find some way to replace the empty that filled the whole left by the warmth of the kiss. You were head over heals for your trickster of an angel.

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Break over

Hi everyone, I'll be writing fanfics again, I just need a couple days to think but I'm gonna get back into it, now I'm also gonna be writing PJO, requests requested and loved! Your all loved and amazing.

[nephilimarecool]

I love this. It's hilarious and so something I would do.

Dick: truth or dare?

Y/n: Truth.

Dick, holding back laughter: who I'd the hottest person in the room?

*everyone looks at you in anticipation *

Y/n, smuggly: my cardboard cutout of cat woman under my bed

Everyone: huh?

*you crawl over yo your bed and pull it out from the bottom*

Y/n, gesturing to the cardboard: isn't she beautiful?

Tim: you are clinically insane

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this is my discord since yours doesn't work, we can discuss it more there if you still wish to rp.

hi! 17m ( he / they ) here :-) looking to do stranger things or supernatural! ( 14+ only please )! i ask for matched response lengths ; im literate, and very ok w au's if discussed ahead of time!

for ST i can rp ;

- max mayfield

- steve harrington

- billy hargrove

- jim hopper

for SPN i can rp ;

- castiel

- dean winchester

- crowley

- lucifer

my discord is daithi ´ㅅ´#7599

daithi ´ㅅ´#7599