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Ominis Gaunt x G/N! Reader

cw: anxiety, hl spoilers, a shared trauma, blood

synopsis: reader escapes their trauma in a way Ominis isn’t to keen on

Your fingers rapped at the door nervously, you pulled your hand back placing it back on the strap of your bag. Your heart seemed to be pounding out of your chest, you wanted to turn around and head home but it was too late. The door swung open, revealing your disheveled looking husband. Despite lacking site he knew if was you, “Darling, what happened?” His voice calming your anxiety, “why were you out in the rain… you reek of blood- it’s not your right?!?”

You bowed your head “not all of it” you responded, he grabbed your hand tugging you into the warmth of the house. He cast a spell lighting some candles, not for him but for you, so caring in that way. He pulled a chair put for you getting a rag and getting to work assessing the damage. Scars had seemed to collect on your skin since your fifth year, the spots only reminding you of the darkest years of your life.

You flinched as his fingertips met your skin “sorry” “sorry” the words fell from both your lips at the same time, small laughs accompanying it.

When he finished patching you up, he sighed waiting for your explanation. “What was it this time?” you bit your lip, you hated worrying him with your problems. You knew after everything your fifth year, you weren’t the only one suffering from the trauma. You just couldn’t seem to cope with it, everything you tried wasn’t working despite it being five years since.

“You left without even leaving me a sign to where you were! What if you never made it home? What would I do then?” A tear fell down your cheek as you looked down. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want to worry you.” he remained stone faced at the response.

“I need you to tell me, whats going on in that brilliant mind of yours, dove.” His hands reached out to yours gently clasping over them. “The nightmares are back.” your voice was small, but he heard you. He hadn’t known the past was still haunting you as much as it was him.

“You too?” you just nodded allowing him to pull you into him. “why don’t we try something?” you looked up at him nodding into his chest. “I know you wanted to just pretend it didn’t happen, but what if instead we talk about what happened, just to each other. Just you and me, dove. If it doesn’t work we’ll stop but let’s just try it for the sake of trying something different.” You weren’t sure it was going to work but for him you’d try it.

—time skip—

you awoke to the sun coming in through the curtains hitting your face, and your lovers fingers tracing your features. “Morning, dove. How did you sleep?” You smiled into the hand that was on your cheek, “a lot better than I used to.” He pressed a kiss into your lips a smile gracing both pf your faces.

Six months since you’d had a nightmare, your trauma no longer held you captive. You spent your nights in the blonds arms, no longer leaving him in the middle of the night. His fears finally being quieted by knowing you were safe at night and not fighting poachers god knows where.

“Can we go back to sleep now?” he laughed lightly, “I already let you oversleep,” hugged the man above you, “but I’m so comfy and I don’t want to move” he groaned before finally giving in agreeing to give you another five minutes, which of course turned into and hour.

—-

i know that took longer than usual to get something out but i keep getting sick so i apologize. Lifes been a little hectic as of late and my priorities are health and school so its a little difficult at the moment to post, but im trying! love yall

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

can you do Oliver Wood x Fem reader whos the captain of the ravenclaw team and her and Oliver have a rival on the outside but their actually together? Love your fics!

Ofc I can! here it is!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Requested: Oliver Wood x Fem! Reader

request: Oliver wood x Fem reader whos the captain of the Ravenclaw quidditch team. Who’s secretly together but have a rival going on for show.

You zipped towards the hoops throwing the quaffle right past the keepers head and straight through the hoop. Making a quip at him as you flew back towards your teammates. The quaffle was back in your hands within a few minutes, you and your chasers making your way back towards the Gryffindor keeper.

You kept your eyes on him racing towards to hoops, before passing the quaffle off to a teammate to which they scored. A successful fake out. A groan came out of the keepers mouth as he formed some comment about how you could have never made the shot on your own.

By the end of the match you had a huge smile on your face, whilst Oliver was frowning and his whole face had gone red. You had managed to get on his nerves distracting him with your comments most of the time. His teammates getting too distracted by the ongoing feud and chiming in to bother their captain to notice the Ravenclaw seeker catching the snitch.

You flew down to the field, dismounting quickly. “And to think we went easy on you.” a smirk graced your lips as you spoke. Oliver remained stone faced, as you approached. “Big talk for someone who almost fell off her broom.” You narrowed your eyes at him, “Maybe if you spent more time paying attention to the game and not admiring me, Gryffindor would have won.”

You watched as his face went red, a smirk once again playing at your lips, “thats not what I-” you cut him off, “Isn’t it.” the words weren’t a question rather a statement.

By now the rest of both of your teams had cleared off the pitch. Oliver looked around before placing a kiss to your lips. “So you’re not upset at me beating you anymore?” He let a laugh, “Did I say that?” He jokingly narrowed his eyes at you, before you both let out a laugh. “How long do you think it’ll be until you they all figure it out?” you asked smiling at your boyfriend, “Probably not too much longer, Fred and George probably already know saw them collecting galleons the other day.”

You smiled at the boy, “They already said I’m going soft.” You smirked at him, “are you?” He went red again, only solidifying the answer you knew. Oliver offered you a hand, before pulling you off the pitch ready to continue with the day.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

I’m taking a break from posting pjo related fics, while I still love the world surrounding it all. Writing for it, isn’t making me as happy as it used to. I need time to take a break from that and write what is fun for me, rather than feeling like I’m catering to an audience to get them to like me and my content. When i started my account it was writing what i find interest in, now it feels like writing what others want to see. And thats not to say i dont appreciate the support, I do! It’s just hard feeling like you’re no longer writing to share, youre writing to appease. Hope you all understand, Im gonna still be writing just not pjo for a while.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

i got a new phone last week and after switching over all my tumblr asks are gone, if you had something you really wanted to see and you haven’t seen it posted yet resend it in!!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Ominis Gaunt x GN!Reader

synopsis: Reader has a fear of storms especially after, the events of their fifth year. Their husband, Ominis takes notice of it and does his best to help.

hl spoiler warning

You stared at the ceiling, the loud thrumming of the rain hitting the windows keeping you up. The dark clouds that had loomed over the house that afternoon confirming the fears you had all day. The thunder causing your body to flinch every time, you tried to keep still ashamed of what Ominis would think of you if he woke to your terrified state.

A loud crack followed by multiple flashes and more pounding booms, sent you flying into your husband’s chest. A sob breaking past your lips, despite your attempts to keep quiet. Your body reacted way quicker than you could calm yourself down, your mind couldn’t seem to register that you were in fact safe.

Ominis awoke, to you hanging on to him for dear life. Your breaths shallow, fast, and uneven; he knew better than anyone that you were panicking. Despite the drowsiness of having just woken up, he knew to calm you down.

His pale hands ran up and down your back, as he whispered to you, that you were safe. That he was with you, you weren’t facing this alone. “Hey, Ive got you, dove” His words playing in your head starting to ground you. He gently cupped your face bringing you to look up at him. Despite his lack of sight, he could feel your gaze on him.

“It’s alright now, love. I’ve got you.” When another round of lightning struck, and you hid your face in his neck trying to burrow into him it became apparent what had triggered your panicked state.

“It can’t get to you from in here, you’re safe here, dove.” He held you close to him, whispering to you to match his breathing. You tried to copy the calm, deep, slow breaths of your lover. Your mind starting to clear up, as your breathing slowed.

When you had finally calmed down, Ominis kissed your head. “You should get some sleep, dove.” He ran a hand through your hair, His other moving up and down your back. Slowly but surely lulling you to sleep, to sleep through the night despite the storm that raged on outside.

a/n: I know i have been gone for like 2 weeks, I wasn’t gone on purpose I was sick, and I’ve been working and doing school work. I apologize for being inactive, I think i have motivation again so there just might be more frequent uploads. Love yall!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Sebastian Sallow x GN!reader

synopsis: Reader and Sebastian get into an argument, unlike other arguments they’ve had they can’t seem to forgive sebastian for this one.

spoiler warning for Hl

cw: angst

you tapped your fingers against your quill, a means to distract yourself from the boy in front of you. The words he said merely seconds before replaying in your already throbbing mind. “Are you even listening?” he snapped at you again, “Unfortunately, yes.”

You let go of your quill knowing if it stayed in your hand any longer you’d snap it. You weren’t in the mood for talking any more, your patience with the Slytherin boy was dwindling at the moment ; in typical Sebastian fashion he turned your study session to the spell book and finding a cure for Anne. You had to get this a few essays for class written, but Sebastian kept brushing it pff saying you could do it later, while insisting you read something he didn’t understand. When he deemed you unwilling to help he snapped, and lashedout about how you weren’t doing enough to help Anne and questioned if you really cared.

“You know better than anyone, that I care.” You flicked your wand, all your belongings and the books you used, and packed them neatly inside your bag. “I’ll see you later, Sallow.” Considering how upset you actually were, you didn’t show it. Your remained collected until you made your way out of the library and bumped into someone. You muttered out curses, before you looked up seeing that you bumped into Ominis.

“I’m so sorry” you muttered whilst replaying the obscene phrases you had just said. “Are you alright y/n?” you groaned, shaking your head before remembering he couldn’t see that and muttering a no. “It’s Sebastian” Ominis grabbed your hand and lead you towards the undercroft, so you both could speak freely. Once there you took a breath before you started to explain the situation.

“He’s still trying to use the spell book.” You hummed and pulled your books and parchments from your bag, along with your quill and ink. “He promised me we’d be studying like actually studying, not deciphering the spell book.” He could hear the anger lacing your voice even if you mostly had it controlled. “And then he has the nerve to say I don’t care about saving Anne, Of course I care. I wouldn’t have helped him at all if I didn’t care.” Right then your quill snapped, a frustrated sigh left your lips, “That was my last quill.”

Ominis passed a new one your way, you gave him a small thank you before you continued with your essay as Ominis listened to you rant, or answered questions you had about the assigned essay.

-

The next few days came around and you avoided Sebastian like the plague. You weren’t in the mood to talk to him, the way he spoke to you with zero regard for how it made you feel lingered in your brain.

You hid behind Poppy as you spotted Sebastian, He looked as if he was searching the courtyard for something or more so someone.

It only really clicked once he started approaching where you hid behind the brunette Hufflepuff. “Care to stop hiding from me, love?” Your cheeks flamed as you stepped out from behind the girl. “I require your assistance” he wouldn’t say a word more as he held his hand out to you, and pulled you along as you took it.

your questions being ignored until you got to the undercroft. Finally he stood in front you, “I’m sorry” he said the words so quietly you weren’t sure you heard him right, “I was awful to you the other day and didn’t realize how much you’ve done until you left me to do it on my own.”

The look in his glassy eyes, only served as a confirmation that he meant his apology. Although sorry can only go so far, you still felt a longing for him. When he was gone you missed him, despite how annoying he is.

Which was why when he pulled you into a hug, you let him. Resting your face again his chest and arms wrapped around his waist. Sure, you both had a lot to work through, but for now you were content with this.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

currently hate everything i write, like nothing feels good enough at the moment but im working on it. Im gonna focus on one piece then edit it, see if i can get something out by sunday that im proud of.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Would you accept request for the serpent and dove fandom or only a monster fandom

no i dont, sorry!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Sorry for the slow posts as of late, I’m gonna be 100% honest motivation has been low lately, so writing is just less frequent at the moment. But I am working on it and trying to get more done. But I’m also not gonna force myself to write or post just because I feel the need to, I hate putting out half assed work. Although I do fear this was self induced as i tend to hyperfixate on things and as soon as i finish said thing I burn out. But it doesn’t usually last too long so be patient with me!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Idk if I sent this in before, I don’t think I did but, I have a request, could you do romantic Nico di angelo x male reader? Reader is a son of Apollo who’s like super good at archery and really loves the beach, if you can do some hurt/comfort that would be amazing (for hurt/comfort maybe Reader is like super jealous of the way both Nico and Will are super close with each other and Reader has like this huge crush on Nico.)

ofc i can!! Here it is!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Requested: Nico x Son of Apollo Reader

Request: Reader is a son of Apollo, who’s super good at archery and really loves the beach. Hurt/comfort reader is super jealous of the way both Nico and Will are super close with each other and Reader has this huger crush on Nico.

This whole day had been a mess, you had intended on telling Nico how you felt, only for your brother Will to be beside him every second of the day. Any chance you had being thrown out the window. Nico looked happy with Will’s arm thrown around his shoulder, hut part of you ached. You wanted to be the one whose arm was thrown around him. Be the one he was laughing and smiling with.

Part of you thought Will did it on purpose to irk you but you knew he didn’t. He didn’t think like that, nor did he do things in spite of others.

Part of you wanted to be happy for them, but you just couldn’t. You had spent the better part of a year pining after the raven haired boy, doing anything you could to impress him often times making a fool of yourself. Your archery skills never seemed to even cause his glance to cast your way.

You found yourself sitting on the beach, the sun was setting and normally people were gathered round the campfire, but you just couldn’t force yourself to watch your half brothers displays of affection towards the boy who you were enamored with.

the breeze that drifted over you seemed to calm you down, the sand beneath you working to ground you in your heartbroken state. The pink, purple and blue hues all blessing your eyes as they blended together painting the most beautiful sight.

“I see why you like this place so much” you jumped slightly before turning to see Nico, immediately going back to staring at the sky ignoring the blush that took over as he sat beside you. Still part of you was jealous, envious even of the attention he had given Will throughout the day.

Your mind seeming to nag you with the thought of him and Will. “Did I do something to upset you?” you shook your head not moving your gaze from the sunset. “You’ve been glaring at me most of the day, especially when I was around Will…” his voice trailed off before he seemed to get upset. “Do you have a problem with my relationship, all because we’re both boys” the sentence loomed in your mind, it couldn’t be further from how you felt.

“No, I don’t have a problem with that.” He still didn’t get it, but you didn’t want to give up how you felt. You didn’t want to make things awkward between you and Nico or between You and Will. “Then whats your problem?” You could feel yourself about to snap, “Isn’t it obvious?” you managed to huff out, picking up a shell out of the sand. Everything around you suddenly becoming more interesting.

“Not really, no. Help me understand.” He put his hand on your shoulder urging you to tell him what was bothering you. “I like you Nico, I have for a while.” This wasn’t the way you imagined confessing, you didn’t want to tell him when he was with someone let alone one of your half brothers.

“I guess its a good time to tell you me and Will aren’t actually dating.” you whipped your head towards him glaring at him. “It was dare to act like a couple, it didn’t quite feel right but being with you does.” His hand interlaced with yours, both of your faces heating up. “You’re handsome when you’re jealous, y’know that?” you playfully pushed him a smile appearing on your face. “Oh shush.”

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Ominis Gaunt x GN! Reader

synopsis: Reader is feeling guilty for everything that has happened throughout their fifth year. And their boyfriend Ominis tries to comfort them.

warnings: hogwarts legacy spoilers, takes place right before the house cup, and right after the entirety of the whole quest. Angst, and grief/guilt

Guilt and pain, were all you seemed to know these days. The end of the year was fast approaching, yet you weren’t as excited for it. All you wanted to do was turn back time, make it so none of it ever happened.

All of it felt like your fault, Sebastian’s grief, Ominis and Sebastians starting to fall out, Natty getting hit by the cruciatus curse, Professor Fig’s death, Solomons death. Everything felt like your fault, you were involved in all of it. You killed poachers, goblins… so many lives were on your hands.

You were having a hard time speaking to anyone, all people wanted to do was praise you for saving Hogwarts, but you didn’t feel like a hero. You felt like the problem.

So now here you were hiding in the undercroft, away from all prying eyes. Your knees curled into your chest, trying to keep your own tears at bay. You didn’t allow yourself to cry, feeling as though you weren’t allowed to be upset.

after an hour of sitting there, in the dark the door opened. As quietly as you could you peaked your head up, spotting your boyfriend Ominis. You focused on steadying your breathing making yourself as quiet as possible. He was one of the last people you wanted to find you like this.

“y/n?” You felt bad hiding from the blind man, but you had no interest in being caught having a pity party by yourself, in the dark (not that he’d realize its dark). “You have not been in classes today, everyones worried about you. I’m worried about you love.”

The thought of even having everyones attention on you made you sick to your stomach. You hated it, you just wanted to disappear. You kept your head down as the thought washed over you, before a sob erupted from you.

You’d been holding back crying for the past few weeks, the damn finally being broken. Ominis was at your side in a heart beat, taking care to not scare you as he gently kneeled down beside you, placing a hand on your arm.

He didn’t tell you to stop, he just sat their listening as the person he’d grown to care for and love broke down in front of him. You leaned into him, not even sure what you wanted but he seemed to realize. He wrapped his arm around you, pulling you into him.

He didn’t often offer up his affection like this, but for you he would. The person he loved was hurting, the brave and cool exterior you had seeming to shatter, right before him, and he felt this need to protect one of the only good things he had.

When you finally calmed down, he didn’t let go of you. His head still resting on yours as you leaned into him.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like that.” He bit his tongue trying to hold back a sarcastic comment, but apparently he didn’t bite it hard enough as it feel past his lips. “Darling, I can’t see anything, so you have nothing to apologize for.” Your face heated up realizing your mistake.

“I’m still sorry you found me like this.” He shook his head, “Nonsense love, you shouldn’t have to be alone at a time like this.” You pulled back from his arms, feeling guilty for crying, remembering your whole reason for hiding in the first place. “Maybe I should be alone, it’s all my fault-“ he shushed you mid-sentence. “No. That is not at all true.” He shifted closer to you, searching for your hand, “I killed so many poachers, goblins, Professor Figs death, and Solomons is my fault.”

“It is not your fault, none of that was. You are a child doing the best you can to survive.” The all to familiar words, you had told him, but you couldn’t apply them to yourself. “You should hate me, if I never came along you and Sebastian would still be alright, he wouldn’t have been able to get so close to the dark arts.”

“He would’ve done that anyways, once he sets his eyes on something he will not stop until its too late. And you tried to stop him he’s just too stubborn to listen. Just like you’re being right now.” He pulled you into him again this time not letting you break out of it, “You’re allowed to be upset, you witnessed so much this year. You often times put yourself in the way of danger to protect others, don’t for second think you caused this. I know sometimes I might say things that sound that way, but I know its not you’re fault.”

His words calmed you down, your heartbeat slowed to its regular rhythm, tears finally coming to a slow and your body relaxing against him. He didn’t fully know how he did it, he had never had to comfort someone like this, nor really been comforted like this, yet with you he managed. Like his mind just new how to protect you and help you, knowing someone as kind, and sweet as yourself shouldn’t have to go through that alone.

He may not be able to take your pain away, but he sure as hell would stand by your side through it.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Oliver Wood x GN! Reader

synopsis: after the Battle of Hogwarts neither you or your quidditch start fiancé are sure you’ll be making it to your wedding day

warnings: mentions of death and dying, sad, angst

By the end of the battle Oliver was left searching for his fiancé anywhere he could, he almost thought you had fled back to the small cottage you both recently bought together. That was until he saw you on a makeshift bed in the great hall. He immediately rushed to your side, kneeling on the floor beside you, grabbing your hand as he called for someone to help.

He didn’t know any healing spells that would help in this severity. Sure quidditch had led to a plethora of injuries but none of the spells he knew could fix this. All of his were quick fixes, for when he tweaked something during a game, or had to numb a pain.

“Oh leannan…” his free hand gently stroked over your cheek, he muttered a quick spell numbing your pain. Watching as your hand gently gripped his, and the look of pain subsided into discomfort instead, “Oli?” He tried his best to reassure you, running a hand gently through your hair. “I’m right here leannan” he said before looking back to see if someone was coming his way to help.

“Don’t leave me please,” he shook his head, “never, not now or ever” y/n had tears in their eyes, “I don’t want to die Oli” he shook his head tears spilling down his cheeks, “you’re not going to leannan.” Part of both of you was already going through the possibility, what if you were going to die, what if you never got to see your handsome fiancé at the alter. What if you’d never return to the cottage you both shared. What if Oliver had to go home alone, left with only your memory. What if youre whole future together was only 10 more minutes.

Tears rushed down both of your cheeks, one of his hands cupping your face to pull you into a kiss, “leannan, we’re going to get through this together” Right at the that moment someone came rushing to your aid.

The person who was now at your side, was no other than Madam Pomfrey, she did a quick once over of the couple in front of her. Recognizing them both immediately remembering the times y/n would sit with oliver whenever he was stuck in the infirmary because of a quidditch related accident.

The pair had now flipped roles, Oliver tenderly keeping y/n attentive so Madam Pomfrey could do her best to fix y/n. She looked at Oliver, he seemed to have gotten the message pointing to the large wound on y/n side that they themselves didn’t even know they had. She carefully and quickly got to work.

When she finished she informed Oliver, that his fiancé would have to be transferred quickly to St. Mungo’s, and even then she couldn’t guarantee that y/n would live. Oliver took that as a challenge getting to St. Mungo’s in record time carefully making sure nothing happened to y/n.

—

by the time they were situated in a room, in a hospital that was quickly filling up, Oliver still hadn’t lost hope. He intended to make sure you both got through this, just like he said you both would. That didn’t make it any easier watching healer walk in and out of your room, while searching for signs of improvement in you.

You’d been out for a week now, your body looking better but you still weren’t even awake. Not as much as a hand squeeze or fluttering of your eyelids had happened. The only sound he heard was your breathing. He wanted to talk to you and despite not knowing if you could hear him, he did.

“Leannan if you can hear me, I need you here. I can’t do this by myself” his voice seemed to break, but he continued, “We’ve still got a whole wedding to plan, and guests to invite, and a cottage we have to go back to. But I can’t go back without you, you make it home.” He couldn’t help but let out a sob. His head coming down to rest on the bed as he cried.

It wasn’t until your other hand made its way to his hair gently combing through it, that he calmed down a bit. “I love you Oli” you whispered through a raspy voice. “I love you too, let me go get a healer.” He was about to leave when you gently grabbed his wrist, he knew you were still weak so he didn’t pull away. “Stay here a moment please” he nodded, sitting back down and running a hand through your hair.

Spending a few moments in a comfortable silence, Oliver finally calming down now that you were awake but still wanting you to be checked out by a healer. “Oliver have you been getting sleep, or eating?” you looked over the disheveled man in front of you, he looked down bashfully, “some, it was hard having you in this position, didn’t want to leave your side.” you understood that, anytime oliver had a quidditch accident you never left his side no matter how insignificant it might be, you never left, you felt uneasy leaving him alone. You felt pain for Oliver never having wanted him to go through that.

The quidditch star in front of you still looked like he wanted to get up, “You still want to get that healer m, huh?” He nodded eagerly, he wasn’t resting until you were checked out and truthfully he wouldn’t rest properly until you both were able to sleep in your own bed. “Go ahead love” he got up bolting to go get a healer, and rushing them to your side. Checking over you and running a few tests before deciding you were doing much better than they thought. but opting to keep you one more night.

The night came and went Oliver still not sleeping, you did however make him split a meal with you, making sure your soon to be husband didn’t wither away before the wedding. As the time to leave came around you were beyond excited to get back home in your own bed, and cuddle with the love of your life.

Oliver carefully helped you into a clean change of your own clothes that his family had dropped off for you, staying to chat with you yesterday, beyond happy to see the improvement that had been made and to hear you’d be coming home to your cottage in Scotland. Much closer to them then St. Mungo’s.

Oliver gently held you up as you leaned into him for support still not at full strength but with the potions they gave you, you would be in a week or so. You held on tight to oliver as he apparated the two of you back home to the cottage. “Can we just cuddle and go to sleep?” you asked him, looking up at him. He nodded letting out a sigh of relief, his shoulders had finally relaxed. “Of course leannan that sounds amazing” he gently picked you up, holding you close to him as he walked you both to the shared bedroom carefully placing you down.

He helped you change into more comfortable clothes before changing himself, then getting in bed with you. You pulled him into your chest. your finger playing with his hair, gently lulling you both to sleep in no time. Having survived the war, and having a wedding to plan and a knot to tie in the near future.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

I would like to request a leo valdez x male or gn reader who's a stone guard (platonic)

It could basically go where Leo goes on a quest for an artifact for Hephaestus where he encounters the reader who is protecting it, they battle before Leo mentions Hephaestus being his dad and now reader kinda sees him as a sibling because Hephaestus created them and Leo is his son so Leo takes him to camp because reader doesn't have anything to guard anymore.

(again you can change and add parts of it to be understandable)

Ofc I can! here it is!

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Requested: Leo Valdez x Stone guard GN!Reader (Platonic)

request: Leo goes on a quest for an artifact for Hephaestus, and meet the y/n who is guarding the artifact as they are a stone guard. The reader and Leo battle, and after, when Leo has the artifact, Leo tells the reader he’s a son of Hephaestus and the reader sees Leo as a sort of brother. Leo takes them back to camp, as the reader has nothing to guard anymore.

You were standing guard like you have been for ages, no one had even attempted to steal the relic in all the years you had been guarding it. To say you were lonely was an understatement. You’d have thought that someone at least once would have attempted or even crossed your path but no.

Today was going as everyday went, slow and boring, that was until you could begin to sense something different going on. You could feel the shift in energy, like today was the day that something was finally happening. Maybe even show your creator, Hephaestus that you were deserving of a better object to guard. But as it would have it, the moment a curly haired boy, by the name of Leo walked towards you, your duel had basically been over.

He had beaten you in the duel you were required to proposition in exchange for the relic. You were slightly disappointed that you lost, but also curious as to what would happen next. What were you to do if you didn’t have a reason for being.

“I’m Leo by the way, my father sent me here on a quest to look for his relic.” You couldn’t help but think of yourselves as alike “Hephaestus is my creator, you’re like my brother!” Leo smiled at the stone guard, “I’m heading back to my camp, if you’ve nothing to do here, you can come back to camp with me?” You nodded before following your newfound brother to his camp.

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

since the poll has only been out for an hour or two and yet the response is overwhelming for yes that i should write for them I am going to be writing for them. I think so far its been 36 or so people who voted nd yet 95%(roughly) want me too I will! Feel free to request just be sure to read this first!