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xoxochb · 2 months

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I saw you were taking ‘Leo x reader’ requests so I thought I’d throw some ideas out there!!! :D (they’re random ideas I’ve been writing in my notes app so sorry they’re not too planned and specific…)

1.) (rivals-to-lovers) Fighting over music on the Argo II with him. Either over aux or they’re neighbors on the ship and he plays his music loud so reader does the same to drown it out… and then it turns into a little petty loud music battle.

2.) (???-to-lovers) Reader is cold so they go to his room for an extra blanket because he’s a human furnace so chances are he sleeps without one. He doesn’t have any but offers to cuddle with them. Others find out and snap a photo in the morning.

3.) Reader spends money on him (paying for food, buying something he was looking at, etc.) and Leo starts crying because he hasn’t had someone do that for him since his mom. With a fluff ending

4.) Like number 3 but with a surprise brithday party, maybe a confession at the end or maybe it’s already an established relationship?

5.) (friends-to-lovers) Percy and Leo are joking about who is more charming/attractive and the reader picks Leo. One of the others is like “Percy obviously, he’s everyone’s type, literally almost everyone has had a crush on him or found him attractive at first”. And the reader is like “Speak for yourself.” Everyone just looks over at them, even Leo is shocked lol. Maybe he gets flirty with them after and teases about it.

6.) Same as 6 but it’s some other camper making fun of him and the reader stands up for him. Maybe they fake date or something?

7.) Leo and reader are on counsler duty helping younger campers for arts and crafts. Reader makes him a friendship bracelet and he wears it all the time.

I know there’s a lot, but I just wanted to throw stuff out there for if you’re ever in a writing block, you don’t have to reply to this either any of the requests if they aren’t something you’re interested in! I just love your work (sersiouly your writing is so good omg) so I thought I’d brain dump ideas!!!

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

⋆·˚ ༘ * he built a fire just to keep me warm

warnings: one sexual reference

pairing: leo valdez x fem! reader

right side, left side, back, stomach, sitting up. no matter how you slept it was still insanely freezing in your cabin. you’re three blankets were not enough to radiate warmth through your body. you lie awake for gods know how long, staring at the ceiling, then back at the clock, a repeating cycle between the two. you take another look at the clock: 1:58 it reads

great, so you’ve been awake almost the whole night and now it’s yesterdays tomorrow. an idea, an idea, you scan your brain for a genius idea that will help you sleep the rest of the night. would another blanket do? no it won’t because five minutes after you’re still cold. turn up the heat? then it will be too hot and there’s a possibility your siblings will complain. you’re left with only one option: get a fourth blanket. you’ve run out of blankets, your three currently being used, however you know the perfect boy who would be glad to give you one of his, and it’s your human furnace of a best friend leo valdez

he had told you many times that he sleeps with only one singular blanket since he tends to overheat with any more than that amount. he had said however that if you ever needed an extra he would be happy to give up his one for the sake of your happiness

you remove the three blankets from your body, standing up and unfortunately embracing the cold of your cabin. you slide your slippers on and throw one of leo’s sweatshirts on- another thing he had offered to you one night at a campfire, you recall it almost vividly, and the faint scent of fire still lingers on it

you had began to make your way to cabin nine, the cold air of night almost worse than your cabin, but nonetheless you power through it. once arrived at your much anticipated destination you open the door slowly, the warmth of the cabin warming you up instantly; you don’t know what you would’ve done if leo wasn’t a child of hephaestus

you make your way to his bed just fine, having spent many mornings taking this path to wake him for breakfast. you stand on the side, watching him sleep so peacefully, you hated to wake him from his sleep, he never got much of it. perhaps it was creepy to be staring as he slept, your worries got the best of you though, you felt terrible waking up for a problem of your own

“perverted much?”

you swore you saw the underworld for a moment, a hand flies to your chest and you breathe heavily. you watch as leo sits up in his bed

“oh my gods” you take a large breath “I’m sorry, I don’t- jeez- uhm, could I use your blanket? It’s freezing in my cabin”

the moment the words fall from your mouth you realize he has no blanket. a frown forms on your lips almost instantly

“I threw my blanket in the closet for the summer, haven’t taken it out yet” there’s a long pause before he speaks again “you could sleep with me though?”

sleep with leo? only your fantasies were privileged enough to be granted that honor. just sleeping right? this can’t be that bad. just go to sleep, that’s it

you crush and best friend leo valdez is asking you to sleep with him? this can’t be right

“are you sure?” you ask

“of course” he moves over to make room for you to lay, you gladly do so, eager to get warm

It’s awkward for a moment. side by side you feel his warmth through his shirt, was there any way he could just simply give it to you? probably not, you’re only option was to get any closer if that was possible, you push away this thought though, he was your best friend not your boyfriend

for a while this was how it went, you assume he fell asleep shortly after you joined him. was it the heat? your sleepiness? were you possessed? you’re unsure how it happened but you find yourself cozying up to leo, a position much to couple-y for best friends. soon enough a warm arm is wrapped around your waist, sending you into a deep sleep

you would say this was the best night of your life. the many campers taking photos in the morning would agree

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twoidiotwriters1 · 3 years

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Happy Birthday, Percy!

A/N: Hi, I know I haven't updated like before, but today is our two favorite Percy's birthday. Happy birthday to Percy Jackson and Percy Singh- Black. -Val

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Perseus

"Happy birthday, my star!" I hear my mother's voice as soon as she opens the door to my room. I smile against the pillow.

After a few seconds my bed sinks from the extra weight. My mother hugs and squeezes me . "Good morning, baby boy."

"Morning, mum..."

I turn to her and return the hug, I hide my face in her neck as she strokes my hair.

For as long as I can remember, at every start of our birthdays, we stay in bed until one of us gets hungry. We just hug, we talk about everything. Although every year my family’s dedicated to having a great party, my favorite parts have always been the mornings and evenings, when it's just me and my mother.

"You already need a haircut," She says, then gives my hair a light, playful tug, making me laugh. She moves away a little to see me.

"No, I like it this way, mum."

She laughs. "You're just like your dad."

Rarely does my mother tell me any details about my father with a smile. I try not to ask too much about him, I know it’s a painful subject for her.

"Did he like to have long hair?" I try with fear of making her uncomfortable.

She looks at me without erasing her smile.

“Oh, yes,” She laughs. “I remember when he had it at the level of his ears, it bothered him. Everyone told him that he had to cut it, but he was always doing the opposite. He grew his hair longer, sometimes I helped him style it."

I smile. "I want to do it too."

She looks at me with a raised eyebrow "Okay, I won't argue with you today just because you're the birthday boy," She jokes and then kisses my forehead. She sighs. "My baby’s 13 years old, I can't believe it."

I frown at her words "I’m no longer a baby."

"Oh no. None of that!” She complains. “It doesn't matter if you are fifty years old, you will always be my baby boy,” She says and then kisses my whole face tickling me.

"Okay! Okay! I get it!” I try to say between kisses and laughs. "Just don't do this in front of my friends."

"Oh honey. You underestimate me," She kisses my cheek again. "Let's have breakfast, darling."

***

"Happy Birthday, Paddie!" yells my Uncle James as he enters our house. He walks up to me and hugs me.

"Thank you, uncle James," I laugh in return.

"I can't believe they're both thirteen!" He sighs ending the hug. "In a blink and they'll ask me about girls!"

"As if you were a reliable source for that conversation, James," says my mother coming closer.

He looks at her offended.

"Sorry? I don't know if you noticed, but I got the girl of my dreams and we had a beautiful, blind son."

"After seven years begging her."

"What?" Harry asks coming out of his hiding place behind his father.

"I didn't know that," I add seeing my uncle blush.

“Don't listen to Persephone. I know a lot about girls—but why are we talking about girls? You’re still young. We brought you a gift, Percy!" My uncle stutters.

I laugh at the nervousness.

"It's a broom. Someone told me that you’re interested in Quidditch now, so I took the opportunity.” My uncle smiles, pointing to the broom that is leaning against the entrance.

"Wow! Thanks, uncle James, it's awesome!” I run to the broom to get a better look.

Behind me I hear him clear his throat. I turn to see him beckoning over to Harry who is complaining, but in the end he sighs and walks over to me.

"Happy birthday, Perseus."

"Thank you," I nod.

"How about a hug?" My uncle asks.

"No," Harry and I say at the same time and then walk away.

***

"I see they sent you gifts, Percy," says Jo sitting next to me on the couch.

I smile at her taking the presents from the table.

“Hermione sent me a storybook,” I give it to her “Mrs. Weasley knitted me a sweater with my initial on it,” I hold up the navy blue sweater. “Ginny gave me some candy. The twins sent something too, but I'm scared to open the box. I don’t trust them. Even Ronald sent this...” I tell her, handing her a long box.

"A quill?" She asks. I shrug.

"Surely his mother forced him to send something."

"And whose is this?" She asks taking a huge book.

I smile.

“From Erick, it's an astronomy guide. You know, stars, constellations and their relationship to the Greek gods. I've seen it before, but it was too expensive."

"Oh, but for a Flint that's not a problem, right?" She says raising an eyebrow.

"I suppose not."

"It seems there are people who love you after all, Percy," She jokes.

"What are you telling me? Don't you love your favorite cousin?" I pout. “I haven't received a gift from you.”

"It's because I only give gifts to the family that I like."

"Oh come on!" I complain leaving the joke.

"Stop crying, here," She says giving me a small box. I open it excitedly, but my smile disappears as soon as I remove the lid and several firecrackers scare me, causing me to throw it away.

What I hear next are the voices of adults concerned by the noise of the gift, my scream of horror, and Jo's uproarious laugh.

"What the hell, Jo!?" I screech looking at her.

"Fred and George knew that you weren't going to open their gift, so they asked me to help," She explains and then continues laughing.

"I hate you."

***

After a long day of visits and gifts from my family, the night finally arrives.

"Of all the things Harry and Jo could agree on, they decided to do it to push you towards the cake," My mother scoffs from the kitchen.

I complain as I pick up some toys my cousins left on the ground.

"I still feel chocolate on my nose."

My mother laughs again. She comes out of the kitchen and we both meet on the couch in the living room.

"How was your birthday, my star?"

“It was great, Mom. Thanks."

"You don't just say it to make me happy, right?"

"Not this time," I joke and she lightly taps my shoulder. "I had a lot of fun and received good gifts."

"Oh, but mine is still missing," she says and then looks for something behind the couch. She pulls out a rather large box and sets it on my lap. "Happy birthday, Perseus."

"Wait, I thought your gift was the new clothes you left in my room?" I say confused.

"I couldn't resist giving you this too," She says smiling, but that smile is different. Her gaze changes.

I frown and open the box, removing the decorative paper to find a black leather jacket.

"Wow, mom, it's so cool!" I put the box on the couch and get up to put it on. The cold of the leather makes me shudder. By pulling it higher, I notice that I have plenty of room. It’s too large. "How do I look?"

She laughs. "It's still big, but you will grow into it."

I run to a mirror in the drawing-room.

"I look great."

"You like it?" My mother asks.

"I love it, thanks."

"It was your father's," She finally reveals causing me to stop.

"What? Really?" I ask surprised.

“Yes, he always used it. I was saving it for when you grew up."

Her eyes water. I return to my place beside her and take her hand. She touches my cheek lovingly.

"God, you are just like him..."

"Thanks for the gifts and for the party, Mom," I say smiling at her.

"It’s a pleasure, my star."

I lean in to hug her and she strokes my hair.

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