#Heroes of Olympus drabble

[solarpoweredwings]

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[fbfh]

leo valdez with a breeding kink… i’d literally give that man anything he wants 😫

OHHHHHH FUCK ME. I WANNA KISS YOU ON BOTH CHEEKS FOR THIS ONE. Leo does not realize he has a breeding kink until it hits him like a fucking semitruck. you're with some family and friends at a little get together, and you end up looking after a baby cousin to give their parents a break. you have the kiddo on your lap while you chat with your friend, and when Leo gets back with drinks he nearly drops them. Boom. Light switch on, breeding kink in full force. He doesn't even realize what's happening, not quite yet, but all he knows is that it's going to take every ounce of self control he has to wait until the party's over. after a physically painful eternity that he suspects is his eternal punishment from the gods worse than pushing a boulder or being strapped to a boulder or holding up a planet sized boulder (it's maybe an hour and a half max) you're finally on your way home. He nearly pulls an irish goodbye just to get his beautiful beautiful hands on you sooner, and Leo is NOT the type to leave without at least a dozen hugs and cheek kisses and leftovers and plans to meet up next time, so you know something must be going on with him. the only reason he doesn't fuck you in the car (and he is this fucking close) is because he knows that he wants to take his time with you. Also, he can get pretty vocal. Also so can you. (anyone would with him jfc) so he keeps his hand on your thigh while he drives. He rubs it, inches it up higher and higher, higher than he ever has outside the bedroom until he's practically fingering you in the passenger seat. Honestly you wouldn't complain if he did. The sound of your flustered, surprised giggle when he pick you up and carries you into your house over his shoulder, all unga bunga like something primal has woken up inside him. And it has. When he lays you down on your bed which is still descheveled from the fun you'd had that morning, when he kisses you like he's hungry and strips you down like he's unwrapping a christmas present, neither of you know what's gotten into him yet. But he knows one thing for damn sure.

There's no way in hell he's pulling out tonight. Or ever again, if he's being honest.

So really, you'll both find out what's gotten into him (and you) in about nine months

[xanasaurusrex]

clarisse being touchy clarisse la rue x reader (no godly parent specified) a/n: this randomly came to me while rewatching the second episode and i decided to write it. it's 11:30pm at the time of starting this, so idk how coherent this is gonna be, but it's gonna be cute, so strap in and enjoy the ride! taglist: @asvterias @lvrue @thewritingbarbie @kroumi @ravisinghs-wife

you were used to seeing a touchy clarisse. the two often found ways to be alone, to be just the two of you alone together. this was when clarisse got out all of her touchiness on you. whenever the two of you were in your little world, she never let go of you.

but the past few days had been busy. there had been lots of different types of incidents, and the two of you hadn't been able to get together just the two of you.

so when some of the other camp counsellors announced that they were holding a counselor-only bonfire, the two of you jumped at the opportunity.

at the beginning of the bonfire, clarisse was just holding your hand. you would occasionally lean your head on her shoulder, and she would lay her cheek on the top of your head. a few times, she pressed a kiss to your hair as well.

nobody really blinked at that, since those were things that the two of you already did. it was a bit of a shock at first, clarisse acting anything but hostile towards another person, but at this point, after the two of you dating for over a year, everyone was used to it.

as the night wore on, however, clarisse's restraint dissolved. she wanted so desperately to hold you, to grab onto you and never let you go.

she started following you around wherever you were, refusing to let go of your hands. when you told her that you needed your hands to get s'more stuff, she decided to just curl her arm around your waist, and refuse to let that go.

after a while, you wandered off while she was talking to someone from her cabin. she realized two seconds too late that you had extricated her hand from your waist, and she whirled around, freaking out.

she caught sight of you just a few seconds later, sitting in a camping chair roasting a marshmallow. her eyebrows knitted together as she walked up behind you.

she gently laid her hands on your shoulders, startling you slightly. you turned your head sharply, but smiled when you caught sight of her. "hi!" you said cheerily.

clarisse's mouth turned down into a sad frown as she gave you her puppy dog eyes.

"what?" you asked, turning around further in the chair to be more head on with her.

clarisse blew out a sad breath, and made eye contact with you as she asked, "why did you leave me?"

"oh my gods," you let out a laugh as you sagged against the camping chair. "you're so dramatic," you said.

clarisse scoffed. "i looked away for one second! one second, and you were gone! i thought a monster got you," she huffed.

"no you didn't!" you started cackling as you took hold of her hand that was rested on the top of the camping chair. you gave it a gentle kiss and looked up at clarisse through your lashes, giving her your own puppy dog eyes, the ones that were famous for getting clarisse to do literally anything you want. she wavers, but does her best to remain composed. "do you wanna come sit with me?"

and that was it.

clarisse immediately walked around the camping chair, and grabbed your hands to pull you up. she sat down in the chair, and then pulled you to sit in her lap.

this was something that clarisse loved, something the two of you did quite a lot. there was just something about having you, the most important person in her life, on her lap. she was able to wrap her arms around your waist and pull you closer to her. she was also able to lay her head on your shoulder, and she really loved that.

as soon as you were sat securely on her lap, she pulled the two of you closer, and laid her head on your shoulder, closing her eyes with a small smile on her face. she laid her hand in the crook of your elbow, gently stroking your arm as you roasted your marshmallow.

it was times like this that you and clarisse absolutely shocked everyone else at camp.

clarisse was a daughter of ares, and she really fit the bill. she was known for being ruthless in combat, absolutely terrifying with her magic spear. she hunted fearlessly in her neck of the woods during capture the flag, and it was so renowned that everybody avoided those woods as best they could during the games.

suffice to say, clarisse was known for being scary.

but she was different when she was with you. it was like you flicked a switch somewhere inside of her, made her different. you softened her edges, made her less scratchy. well, with you at least. she was still just as scratchy with everyone else, so to speak.

right at this very moment, luke, chris, and a few other counselors were looking at the two of you in complete awe and confusion.

"it's so weird to see her like that still," chris says, looking at the two in confusion.

luke nodded in agreement. "i agree," he watched as clarisse nuzzled against your neck, and sent you a beaming smile as you looked down at her with one of your own. she pecked your lips softly, and luke turned back to the group he was with. "it's crazy to see the switch. literally five minutes ago she was like, scolding me for taking too many chips,"

one of the other counselors laughed. "the other day, i accidentally put a sword back in the wrong spot, and she yelled at me for a solid five minutes. right as i was about to burst into tears, y/n walked in, and clarisse immediately melted,"

"she's so whipped," luke laughed, and the others laughed along with him.

clarisse knew she was whipped, she was very much so aware of that. but she was also, very much so okay with that.

she had never loved anyone as much as she loved y/n.

[frickingnerd]

kiss me again (& again)

pairing: annabeth chase x gn!reader

summary: annabeth gets all affectionate with you for 'no reason'...

annabeth wasn't as publicly affectionate as other girlfriends. which was exactly what made it so weird that she was all over you today, for seemingly no reason.

“kiss me again…!” annabeth pouted, the second you pulled your lips away from hers.

“but– mmmpfff…” was all you could mumble out, before her lips were on yours again, shutting you up in an instance.

“okay, hold on…!” you gasped, once you finally managed to pull away from her for a moment. “listen, i love you and it's great that you're so… loving, today. but… come on, there has to be a reason!”

annabeth averted her gaze, her eyes narrowing down into a glare, before she quietly sighed and looked at you again.

“i've heard a couple aphrodite girls wonder if you were single yesterday… so i wanted to make sure they all knew you've got a girlfriend, alright?”

[moneyndior]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ hold my hand until we turn to ashes. ⋄ 𓍯

...IN WHICH—your boyfriend gets sappy before he falls asleep.

tags/warnings: fem!reader, kissing, cuddling, fluff, talk of marriage, leo being bf material (as usual!), i wrote this and posted it (IDGAF ANYMORE!!!). no proofreading, WE DIE LIKE JASON.

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"leo, please."

"can i not voice my love for my beautiful, gorgeous, wife?"

"wife?"

you repeated, a small snicker leaving your lips as you tilt your head to the side.

leo was resting his head on your chest, this was one of the few ways he found himself comfortable enough to sleep. especially when you played with his hair like this.

one of his curls were wrapped around your finger, something you did every couple minutes of scratching his scalp. a small hum would leave his throat each time you did this.

he always found joy in the smaller things you did for him.

"damn right, 'wife.' i'm gonna give you the best ring olympus has ever seen."

leo muttered, his voice growing quieter as he started to mumble over his words. his hold on you tightened, his arms were meticulously wrapped around your waist.

you giggled as you rubbed his back now, hand moved from his head.

"the best ring, hm?"

"i'll make it myself, that way nobody has the same."

"better start soon."

you teased, a small grin on your face by now. leo's tired mumbling was getting to the point where it was just him audibly day dreaming.

although, it was nice to hear of a glimpse into your future.

"i already have ideas."

"do you, now?"

"i’d be stupid if i didn't. you'd be the bestest and prettiest wife."

he continued to dream out loud, a small sigh leaving his lips. leo always wanted to be loved the way you loved him.

i mean, this type of affection was foreign to him. having someone hold him like he was glass instead of punching him, having someone bicker with him lightly instead of insulting him—it was outer-wordly.

you loved him like how he should be loved.

leo would put the sun in the sky personally for you as long as you continued to be yourself and love him like this.

"and you'd be the best husband."

"ya think?"

"I know. the bestest and prettiest husband ever."

leo held back on giggling like a schoolgirl. you made him feel so special, and that's all he asked for.

the bestest and prettiest husband and wife. that was his prophecy.

[chbvalentine]

laughter and smiles ᢉ𐭩

how the hoo boys make you smile (characters: percy , leo , jason , and frank )

a/n- it’s been a while since i read the books. don’t judge too hard.

when you’re having a rough day, percy is the first to notice. while most of the time he’s an oblivious bum, the slightest hint of a frown doesn’t go unnoticed by percy. instead of immediately prying, he’s sneaking of to the beach to prepare a cheesy date. rose petals will be scattered in a heart, with candles galore and a cozy blanket laid perfectly so you can cuddle and watch the sunset together. it looks like something straight out of a rom-com, and you couldn’t be happier. even though he sacrificed his dessert to the demeter children for the roses and promised to leave the apollo kids alone for the candles, it’s worth it to see your sickeningly sweet smile.

when you’re dating leo, there isn’t a moment you aren’t laughing till your stomach hurts. he’s always cracking a joke to make you smile, no matter how serious the situation is. you could be full on crying, and between his comforting words he’ll slip in a lighthearted quip that makes you giggle between sobs. if he isn’t throwing jokes around, he’s making you little trinkets out of scrap metal as gifts. flowers, hearts, and even a mini-festus sit on your nightstand, proudly displayed. they’re a reminder of how much your totally awesome boyfriend cares about you, so naturally, seeing them makes you smile.

jason is extremely good with kids, specifically your relatives. there’s a lot of things about him that make you smile, like his silly glasses or how much he cares, but nothing tops how he acts around kids. it started when you asked him to babysit a little demigod at camp, since you were busy and the baby was too young to be by themselves. when you came back, you saw him asleep in a rocking chair, the kid wrapped up in his arms, also snoozing. you weren’t hesitant to ask him to watch the child again a week later. when you returned this time, jason’s large frame was stuffed into tiny chair, sitting next to them. he had a pink feather boa around his neck, and was sipping out of a teeny tea cup, while the little girl did the same. the sight of his tall and masculine figure dressed elegantly in pink definitely made you grin ear to ear.

frank absolutely adores buying you endless amounts of stuffed animals. elephants, seals, weasels, and countless other creatures sit pretty on your sheets. he likes to surprise you with them, too. you’re having a bad day? boom. new manatee stuffed animal laying on your bed for when you go to sleep. he traveled outside of camp recently? boom. awesome new fluffy souvenir. they all sleep on the bed too, obviously. can’t have one feeling left out. frank loves the way your eyes light up and you start thinking of names the moment he gives you one.

[mathitas]

Leo Valdez would be obsessed with How to train your dragon and we all know it.

[reddamselette]

valgrace except it’s leo sculpting jason for a project in an art class. that’s it. thats the vision i have

[thaliagrayce]

Jason was headed to the Big House when he caught sight of Nico leading a trio of terrified-looking twelve-year-olds to where Mrs O’Leary lay napping in the strawberry fields. It had been Nico’s idea to introduce some of the younger campers to monsters in what passed as a safe environment. He’d argued that Mrs O’Leary could be a great tool for teaching, and for making the kids less likely to panic when they first met monsters in the wild.

Nico looked more and more relaxed as the group got closer to Mrs O’Leary. She lifted her head to give a sniff, and Nico went straight to her and leaned on her sun-warmed flank. Jason always liked watching Nico interact with her. He looked so much more at ease around the hellhound than he did around most campers.

“Spending a lot of time with him recently, huh?

Jason did not jump. It took effort. Leo had materialized on his left, and he was looking at Jason as if he expected a response.

“Yeah,” Jason said once his heartbeat had returned to normal. “Nico’s really cool, once he gets comfortable around you.”

“Hm.” Leo squinted into the fall sunshine to where an Ares kids had tentatively held her hand up for Mrs O’Leary to smell. It was going well until Mrs O’Leary sneezed, and the kid flinched hard enough to fall on her butt.

Jason could almost hear Nico’s laughter from here, if he focused hard enough. He felt himself smiling in response.

“Should I be, like, nervous?”

Blinking, Jason turned back to Leo. “What?”

“Di Angelo isn’t trying to replace me or anything, right?”

Jason snorted. “Of course not.”

“You sure? He looks like a man who’s gunning for the Jason Grace Best Friend title belt,” Leo joked. Jason rolled his eyes at him. Nico looked like a boy who needed to lean on his SUV-sized dog to stay upright when he laughed.

“Aw, come on. You know it’s not the same.”

“How?!” Leo’s tone was light, so he was probably teasing, but Jason still had a hard time differentiating sometimes. Leo was good at hiding his real hurt behind jokes, but he also told a lot of jokes with no substance to them. Whatever raised a reaction. Jason wasn’t sure how serious he should treat this line of questioning.

“I don’t know, it just isn’t. We mess around a lot, right? I’m usually nicer to Nico—”

“So what I’m hearing is it’s different because you treat him better! I’m too late!” Leo cried out, finally pulling free a wire from the walkie talkie he’d been messing with. He flashed a grin at Jason, showing off the disemboweled gadget.

Teasing, then. Jason felt himself relax.

“You wouldn’t want me to be nicer and you know it. Besides, we both know you can take it.”

“And Nico can’t?” Leo was already turning his attention back to the walkie talkie.

“It’s not that, it’s more like…” In the field, Nico reached out his hand to the kid who’d stayed in the back of the group up until now. Even from this far away, the kid looked scared. Nico supported them as they walked up to Mrs O’Leary, though. He held their hand through something that had obviously scared them. It was such a Nico gesture, Jason couldn’t help but smiling.

“He could take it, sure, but he shouldn’t have to. He deserves to be treated gently.”

There was silence for a while, and Jason only really became aware of it when Leo slowly leaned forward into his field of vision. His eyebrows had made a migration toward his hairline, and they didn’t look like they were dropping anytime soon. Jason thought back over what he’d said and blushed. When had he started looking at Nico again, anyway? He turned away from the strawberry field to look at Leo full on.

“Dude,” Leo said.

“Shut up.”

“I was joking before, but like, now I’m not sure. Do I legit have to be worried you like him better?”

“I don’t like him better, I just like him different. It’s totally normal.”

It was true, too. Even more than he’d even realized when he said it. Friendship with Nico didn’t feel like any other friendship he’d ever had. It was… quiet. Intense. It felt charged, but relaxing at the same time. It was contradictory and almost addicting, Jason couldn’t really describe it. He caught himself before his eyes drifted back to the strawberry fields and made himself focus on Leo, who looked dubious to the point of being borderline offensive.

“Different, or—”

“Different,” Jason insisted. “Just like I like you and Piper different. Not better or worse, just… Different.”

Come to think about it, though…

“Sure fuckin' hope you like me and Piper different,” Leo grumbled. “You’re my bro, but I don’t want you pulling your Loverboy moves on me. I mean…” Leo kept going, but Jason was too busy spiraling to pay attention.

He’d said he liked Leo and Piper different, but did he? The way he felt about Leo was a lot closer to the way he felt about Piper than it was to what he felt for Nico, if he stopped to think about. Remarkably similar, really. His palms started to sweat.

Oh gods, he thought. Do I have a crush on Leo?

[queer-brainrot]

percy never thought he'd feel welcome in the sky, not after he learned his parentage. especially not after meeting Zeus himself. sure, he's flown on his pegasus and on a flying ship, coincidentally there's always an attachment to something relating back to his father's domain. but even then it never felt like this. this sky feels warm and welcoming, like he could belong here as much as he belongs in the strong arms wrapped around his waist.

jason was always wary of the water. he was roman after all, and you've seen camp jupiter's navy. he preferred to keep his distance as he watched the rough, cold, unforgiving seas. but now, laying on an ocean shelf, hand tangled in his boyfriend's, completely safe in their air bubble watching the marine life go by, he feels downright comfortable. he's finally able to see the beauty and the peace that exists in the water, too. he knows in his heart he'll never be able to stay away now, not from the sea and definitely not from those sea-green eyes

[nomi9006]

Replacements

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“Do I remind you of Silena?” Asked Piper. The question surprised Annabeth, having not expected it.

It was dark, they were on the porch of the Big House. Annabeth, too stressed to sleep with Percy still missing, had found Piper still up and invited her to sit with her.

Usually they'd have to worry about Harpies finding them and getting in trouble, but Annabeth suspected Chirion was being extra lenient on her, even more than usual.

There were still so many mixed emotions Annabeth felt when it came to Silena. None of which she wanted to get into.

Annabeth took a second, pondering over the question. She couldn't deny Piper and Silena had some things in common, both were kind and were willing to fight for what they believed in.

But they also had their differences, where Silena was soft and gentle, Piper was more crude and rough around the edges. Silena had been more than willing to embrace the classic Aphrodite role while Piper was more hesitant.

Silena had been as good as a sister, always looking after her, even when Annabeth was difficult about it. Annabeth Piper looks after me too, Annabeth thinks. But not in the same way Silena did.

Piper had been a quiet support since she came to camp. She didn't have the same expectations or built up image of Annabeth the others did. Between that and her emotional intelligence, Annabeth found herself opening up and being vulnerable with her.

It was a trait Annabeth secretly envied. As a child of Athena she prided herself on her intelligence, unfortunately it didn't extend to emotions, it usually didn't. After all, most children of Athena believed emotions got in the way of making smart rational decisions. It wasn't until she met Percy that maybe listening to her heart wasn't the worst decision.

Gods she missed him.

She looked back at Piper, she seemed deep in thought. Annabeth almost wondered what brought the question on, but she knew it had been due to the ongoing fued between her and Drew.

“Not really.” Annabeth finally said.

Piper looked towards the older girl, she had a vulnerable look on her face.

Silena seemed to haunt the Aphrodite cabin, no one was as over her death or apparent betrayal as they acted.

It wasn't Piper's business, but she couldn't help but feel like she was being unintentionally placed in the girl's shoes.

It shouldn't bother her as much as it did, she hadn't planned on making camp her new home.

But a part of her wanted to, but she wasn't sure how she could do that if she couldn't find her place here, if her only place was to fill in the gap Silena left.

Piper saw the look in Annabeth's eyes, she could tell her and Silena we're close at one point. She felt a bitter feeling rise in her chest at the thought.

But her saying she didn't remind her of Silena gave her hope that she wasn't just a replacement for her, that Annabeth actually liked Piper for Piper.

Of course Piper knew Annabeth liked her for her. Annabeth wasn't the type to be fake, but she couldn't help the insecurity get to her.

“Is that a bad thing?” Piper asked.

“No, I don't think so.” Annabeth respond

Piper thinks that's good enough for her.

[death-and-doctors]

How to Pick a Good Name

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Protip #2: If one finds it hard to name a child, seek the help of one’s past. 

It’s been a few hours since the chaos that was their fifth anniversary and as much as Nico loved his father, throwing him and Will two newborn babies certainly did not add to the list of ‘Father of the Year Award.’

After that whole fiasco, Their friends knew to leave them for awhile to sort things out and went home early. Will and Nico immediatley Iris Messaged both their fathers for an explanation. They simply looked exasperated and explained. "We both have been planning it for awhile." Hades starts. "I wanted grandchildren." Apollo chides in and closes the Iris message as if that was enough to explain their intentions.

Still, Nico has never felt as much happiness as holding their children later that night on the floor of the living room with party decorations still strewn everywhere and unwashed dishes littering the kitchen sink. He remembers the look of affection Will had despite joking about how they should’ve prepared for a baby shower instead. ‘I know a great place that sells a gender reveal piñata and Leo would have loved pin the diaper on the baby.’ His husband says beside him.

Nico, still on the floor looking at the bundle of joy in his arms, replied “That would’ve been the best party of the year but Piper would hate the Piñata idea, I fear it’s too sexist for her taste.” Will chuckles at the accuracy.

After awhile, Nico breaks the comfortable silence that settled between the two of them. “What should we name them?” Will looks up to his eyes. Usually, they held a playful twinkle like the sky in a good summer’s day. But right now where the moon is the only thing lighting his face right now. It hold a sense of serenity which is something Will does when he is on doctor mode or has something serious to share.

“To be honest, Neeks.” He starts “I think I do have one in mind, but I need you to be open about it, deal?” 

“Okay, shoot.” Nico replies curiously. 

He can see Will take a deep breath and looks at the baby in Nico’s right. “Clearly, judging from the sex of that baby, it’s a girl and I think that we should name her Bianca.” Will smiles fondly. “I know it has been awhile, but the moment I saw her, I just knew that Bianca was the best name.” 

Nico stared at his husband for the longest time that he could see Will visibly sweat. He could not breathe. Sure it has been years since he got over his sister’s death. But, he can’t imagine the possibility of losing another Bianca in his life. It would be too painful. 

It took him years to build himself back and be genuinely happy because being a family with the person you cherish the most does that to you. Just thinking about getting that snatched away from his grasp is giving him more nightmares since Tartarus happened.

No…Nico Though. He wouldn’t loose this second chance at happiness because he knew from the moment the twins was pushed to them by their fathers, he swears to protect them with every fiber of his being and give them the best that life can offer a Legacy.

Nico shifts his body to face Will fully. “I think Bianca is perfect. “ He starts and after minutes of staring at Will he continues, 

“and since we will be naming her Bianca, I think we should name this baby,” Nico says while adjusting the baby in his left arm, “Lee Michael.”

The look on Will’s face was unreadable but he can see the corner of his mouth twitch upwards and maybe wobble a bit. He then put his arms around Nico.

“Lee Michel and Bianca Solace-di Angelo. I think that’s perfect.” And together with Will, they both continued to admire their newest additions to their small yet perfect family.

[fbfh]

𝓗𝓮𝓱....can I request a Leo Valdez x !dense at romance! reader

HEH INDEED TUMBLR USER HIGANYUUU. as an unsocialized and neurodivergent bitch meself I LOVE the dense at romance and oblivious to flirting reader trope. dynamic. concept or whathave you.

with Leo it's even better, because he thinks his feelings for you are TOTALLY one sided. he thinks he's doomed to be forever alone, trapped in a burning maze of his on inescapable feelings. he ends up venting to Piper about this one night when they climbed on top of the roof of one of the cabins to watch the stars (or if you prefer, get a teeny tiny little bit stoned. it's a summer camp for christ's sake. the older campers have weed stashed in a few places. the demeter kids TOTALLY have a hidden little garden where they grow weed and are constantly making breaking bad jokes. in the late 80s Chiron found it but was so stressed about the possibility of nuclear war that he requested a few blunts and made them promise to never speak of it again. see also: Leo lighting up for you with his hands???? heart eyes.) he tells her all about how his crush on you is so much worse than usual. He gets infatuated easily, but gods you aren't just another fleeting crush. he truly believes he is never going to get over you. and part of him doesn't want to.

Piper laughs.

she lets out a loud snorting laugh that she immediately has to apologize for. Leo lets out his own laugh, surprised and incredulous.

"Sorry-" Piper chokes out. Leo places his hands over his heart.

"Ouch," he says, watching her as she keeps trying to apologize and stop laughing. "I'm pouring my heart out here, Pipes..."

"I know, I know," she says, finally getting it under control. "I am not laughing at you. honest." She insists. "it's just... it's kind of funny that you think that, because they're totally into you too."

he blinks at her.

"...seriously?" he asks skeptically. Piper is already nodding intently.

"oh yeah." Leo can tell she's serious, he just doesn't understand how she got from point a to point b yet.

"It's an Aphrodite thing. I can always sense when someone has a crush on someone else." she sighs softly. "the air feels... warmer when you're in love. It smells like... like rose water, and summer rain. but if it's one sided, it's like... it's almost like a heater and an air conditioner blowing at each other."

she lets out a dry, sheepish laugh.

"it took me weeks to find out that we can't use it on ourselves."

he remembers that, when they first came to camp and she was freaking out about if she and Jason actually even liked each other, or if it was just implanted memories and forced proximity.

"feeling love, raw, real love from everyone around you but the person you want it from is..."

he laughs again.

"discouraging." he finishes.

"exactly."

it's quiet for a moment.

"so..." he trails off, wondering if you really like him too. Piper scoffs and turns to look at him.

"it's like two rockets butt to butt. red hot on both ends."

he noticed it after that. he noticed the way you'd glance at him when you thought he wasn't looking, how you'd go out of your way to bump into him, or linger when you didn't have to just to be around him a little more. so he did what he does best.

he started flirting the shit out of you. but only for a day or two. after that it quickly turned into wooing, then straight up sweeping you off your feet.

Leo's attention and affection seem to come at you like a downpour (not that you're complaining). he's suddenly all over you. he's making you little trinkets, pulling stunts just to show off for you, stealing you away for walks through the woods or to show you what he's working on in bunker 9 (which is basically like asking you to marry him. if he's showing you what he's working on in bunker 9 you might as well be married with three kids and twins on the way.)

and you are just so happy to be with him. he makes you so happy, feel so warm and excited, he starts consuming your every thought. his touch lingers, warm and familiar. on your arms, your shoulders, your hands, the small of your back. wherever his hands fall on you, wherever his fingertips playfully poke or brush under the flimsy guise of a leaf getting tangled in your hair, you feel it for days afterwards.

every time he doubles down, you simply... don't pick up on it. he has to go back to Piper at least six more times to confirm you actually do want him like he desperately wants you. she finds your obliviousness so hilarious she makes everyone in the aphrodite cabin promise not to interfere - much to Leo's annoyance - just to watch this play out. whenever you and Leo are alone, you're actually alone with half the aphrodite cabin observing from afar with opera glasses and popcorn.

eventually he just bites the bullet. he takes your pretty face in his hands, he tells you he likes you, he really likes you, he like likes you. you still don't get it. he tells you he has a crush on you. you still think he's being sweet and flirty and playful. he looks you dead in the eyes and says he thinks he's falling in love with you. you're like yeah! so like... falling in love in a.... friend.... way?? he squeezes his eyes closed for a moment trying not to let his pent up feelings and cuteness aggression win. he lets out a breathy laugh and looks at you very seriously and intensely and tells you no, not quite. falling in love with you in a romantic way. and he's gonna kiss you now, okay? not a playful platonic friend kiss, a falling in love with you kiss.

and motherfucker does he deliver. he pulls you so close, his lips are so soft and warm against yours. he doesn't even bother pulling away before he goes in for more. your head is spinning and his lips and his hands are everywhere. he's pulling you into his lap and leaning over you and you're holding onto him for dear life, whining and panting into his mouth. when you both reluctantly, agonizingly have to pull away for air, he keeps his hands on your cheeks, caressing your skin, breathing in the scent of your breath, keeping his forehead pressed to yours where his soft curls tickle your face.

"do... um..." you swallow thickly, struggling to speak as your breath heaves. "d-do you, uh-"

whatever you're trying to ask, he can tell you're nervous.

"'s okay," he murmurs, kissing your cheek, your ear, your jaw. "tell me."

he encourages you so tenderly, so honestly that you feel the rare sensation of your anxiety, your fear of misinterpreting signals or overstepping or being presumptuous melt away.

"I feel like you might have maybe a little crush on me...?" you breathe out.

he freezes, his mouth still sucking hickeys into your neck, and you can feel him smile against your skin, you can feel his laugh vibrating through your body from your throat.

"that... is a huge understatement," he mumbles into your neck. "but yes. I do."

he presses one more lingering kiss right below your ear and pulls back enough to look at you again, stroking your cheek, playing with your hair.

"a really, really big little crush."

you find out later that everyone at camp fully believed you were already dating (and just really bad at soft launching). you also find out the aphrodite cabin had a whole bet pool going on about when you'd finally get together. expect to never hear the end of it.

[xanasaurusrex]

clarisse freaking out when you're sick clarisse la rue x sick!reader a/n: i'm gonna do a part 2 where she's taking care of reader (:

clarisse was freaking out.

a mere five minutes ago, someone from y/n's cabin had approached her, with a nervous look on their face.

clarisse had immediately demanded to know what was wrong, and was disturbed by the feeling in her gut that it had something to do with you.

"uh... it's y/n," the boy muttered. "she's... very sick, and showed up to sword practice. we're trying to get her to go back to the cabin, but she's not listening to any of us, so... we thought maybe you could help?"

that was all clarisse needed to hear to rush towards the sword practice area.

and of course, there she was, swaying on her feet, with a sword in hand.

it looked like she was arguing with another one of her siblings, who was desperately trying to get the sword out of her hand.

clarisse sped up as she crested the hill where sword practice was being held.

y/n flipped around angrily at the sound of footsteps, but the anger dissipated when she saw who it was. a wide smile broke out on her face, causing clarisse to smile despite the fact that she was a little bit upset at the moment.

y/n started walking towards clarisse, but she was unsteady, and tripped over a lumpy patch of grass. in seconds, she was careening towards clarisse, who caught her, thank gods.

"hey baby?" clarisse began gently, her arms wrapping around y/n's waist and pulling their bodies closer together. "are you okay?"

y/n gave clarisse a wide smile as she draped her arms around clarisse's shoulders. "i'm doing great!" her smile turned into a scowl quickly. "except nobody will let me do sword practice!" she rolled her eyes dramatically.

clarisse glanced over her shoulder to the collection of people in the sword fighting area looking at her hopelessly.

y/n laid her head on clarisse's shoulder as she slumped against her body slightly, and clarisse subconsciously leaned her head against hers, beginning to soothingly rub her hand up and down y/n's back. she wasn't sure what to do, not wanting y/n here in the sword fighting area, and just wanting to lay her down in a bed in her cabin.

y/n let out a loud yawn that she tried to muffle against clarisse's shoulder. a few seconds later, y/n started coughing violently, a hacking cough that rattled her whole body.

seeing y/n like that freaked clarisse out even more, and her urgency to get her girlfriend back to her cabin and tucked under some comfy blankets and asleep increased tenfold.

suddenly clarisse had an idea, something that y/n often used on her when she refused to go to bed.

clarisse gently pulled y/n away from where her head had been resting on her shoulder. she smiled softly at the way y/n reluctantly pulled herself away from the comfort of clarisse's shoulder with a small frown.

"hey baby?" clarisse began, catching y/n's attention. "i'm getting kinda tired. do you wanna come lay down with me?"

all the concerned faces surrounding the two immediately relaxed as they realized what clarisse was trying to get y/n to do. one of y/n's siblings began inching herself forward, hands reaching towards the sword still dangling from y/n's fingers.

"you are?" y/n asked, concern immediately taking over her features. "are you okay? you never get tired during the day?"

clarisse had to close her eyes to keep from laughing at the way y/n immediately became concerned about her when she was currently unable to stand.

"i'm fine, baby," clarisse said, making sure she was speaking in soothing tones, unaware of the fact that everybody around them was shocked at hearing clarisse sound so loving and gentle. "i just need a little power nap. do you wanna come lay down with me?" she repeated the question from earlier, with a bit more urgency this time, hoping that y/n would just come with her.

y/n seemed to think for a minute. "i mean... i guess, but... what about sword practice?" her words were practically slurring at this point.

"don't worry about sword practice," your sibling said from behind you. "we've got this all covered, right guys?" everyone immediately started nodding.

it was clear nobody was eager to have a loopy y/n running around swinging a sword, which was fair. clarisse certainly didn't want that either, the fear of y/n possibly hurting others or, gods forbid, herself was too great.

after the all-clear from everyone was given, clarisse turned back to her girlfriend. "see? everyone's gonna be okay for one day without you. it'll be hard, but they'll manage. can you come lay down with me please?"

clarisse engaged the puppy dog eyes she only ever used when trying to get y/n to do something, making sure to lay it on thick as she really just wanted y/n to lay down.

y/n looked at clarisse for a few seconds, clearly falling under the spell of the puppy dog eyes, and then threw her head back dramatically before saying, "alright, let's go you big baby,"

clarisse couldn't hold back the chuckle this time.

"alright, thank you baby," she said, letting go of y/n's waist in favor of holding her hand, hopefully to lead her back to her cabin as quickly as possible.

they ran into a problem rather quickly when y/n began stumbling, and would've hit the ground if it wasn't for clarisse's quick reflexes.

"baby, why are you falling? are you okay?" there was an urgency in clarisse's voice. they were a little bit away from the group of other demigods at this point, but everyone could hear the fear in clarisse's voice.

y/n yawned as she leaned against clarisse. "yeah... i just..." she yawned again. "i took some medicine before i left the cabin, and i thought it was dayquil but it was actually nyquil,"

clarisse closed her eyes for a second to process this information.

"so. you're telling me..." clarisse let out a small chuckle. "you took nyquil, a medicine that makes you fall asleep, and then you went to sword practice?"

y/n scoffed. "you make that sound like it's a bad thing. it's called dedication, actually,"

clarisse closed her eyes again so she could roll them. "okay baby, yeah," she said soothingly. "you're very dedicated, but i still need to lay down, remember? can i carry you?"

y/n rolled her eyes, or at least... it looked that way. clarisse figured it also could be her eyes rolling back into her head, it was becoming increasingly clear just how tired her girlfriend was, seeing as everytime she closed her eyes they stayed closed for a few extra seconds.

clarisse would be worried she was dying if she hadn't just been told that she had taken nyquil before going to sword practice.

y/n nodded eventually, and clarisse didn't hesitate to throw y/n's arm around her shoulder before tucking her arm under her knees and hoisting her up into her hold.

clarisse paused to give y/n a kiss on her hair before taking off for her cabin.

"we're gonna take a nice nap together, and then hopefully when we wake up we'll both feel better," she whispered into her ear.

"yeah," y/n yawned. "that sounds nice,"

everyone back at the sword fighting area looked on the situation with a feeling of curiosity and also confusion, because none of them had ever seen clarisse act this way before. clarisse was known for being brash and mean; they weren't accustomed to this softer side of clarisse, and it was a bit jarring.

it was definitely interesting to see, though.

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[frickingnerd]

love at first sight

pairing: leo valdez x gn!reader (+percy jackson)

summary: leo sees you at camp halfblood for the first time and he's immediately in love with you!

"who's that…?"

leo stopped everything the moment he spotted you. you were the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on and he was unable to take his eyes off you again. 

"who?" percy followed his gaze, before spotting you as well. "oh, that's y/n! have you seen them before?"

leo shook his head and huffed amused. 

"i would've remembered if i had!"

percy smiled and put his hand on leo's shoulder, finally getting the boy to look at him for a moment. 

"do you want me to introduce you?"

leo's face lit up and he nodded. 

he knew he had to get to know you! he was certain that you were someone who was meant to be in his life…

[frostyblustar]

Nico watches Percy poison Akhlys.

Day 2 of Percico Week - Powerful Percy (prompts by @percico-nicercy-events )

(Heavily inspired by Chapter 48 of House of Hades by Rick Riordan - Also this idea has been out there for ages)

Percy looked like a corpse, and Nico suspected he did too. Death mist did this sort of thing to a person, it was completely normal. Still, Percy looking so lifeless while still traversing Tartarus was a ghastly sight. Nico couldn’t see how he himself looked. When he looked down, he only saw fog. Maybe that was too thin to use as a descriptor, white smoke would be more accurate.

Akhyls was the goddess of misery, and the death mist. She claimed that this gift of smokiness, which would let them go unseen by monsters, was only viable if death followed. Well that sucked, but it was obvious her intention was to betray them from the beginning, so Percy seemed already ready to put up a fight. Nico took out his own sword, but it just looked like smoke. Riptide was the same it seemed, and did nothing to the goddess.

Nico could guess his weapon was under the same effect, so he didn’t attempt to use it. Instead, when Percy was lunged at, he put himself in front of the other. He took the blow hard, crashing into the ground as the goddess tried to tear into him. Despite feeling lighter and almost like he was smoke himself, he could still feel the sensation of claws digging into his flesh.

Before he could try handling this situation on his own, Percy was yelling. “Hey, Happy!”

He shouted more pleasant things about the goddess of misery, angering her to the point she was completely now focused on Percy instead of Nico. Nico could do nothing but watch as she screamed that they would both die. They would be sacrificed to Night. Their deaths would be painful. Wow, it sounded great.

Nico tried to get her sights back on him, since there was no way he was going to let Percy face her on his own. Despite his own fear, he cared about Percy too much to let himself run or hide. “Cheerful! Hey, over here Smiles!!”

Nothing, he meant nothing.

He sat up and watched while the plants that followed the goddesses steps started spewing sap, the poison flowing towards Percy. The poison settled around him, and Nico tried calling out more positive exclamations, but it was as if he wasn’t even there. Maybe the smoke had dissolved his form into nothing.

Percy laughed. That made Nico freeze. It wasn’t a cheerful laugh. It was broken, exhausted. Forced out in a wheeze that indicated Percy’s dehydration from their journey through Tartarus. A grin was on his face, and Nico couldn’t help but be mesmerized. In such a dire situation, Percy was showing a hidden side of himself. Nico didn’t mind it at all, but he worried about Percy’s mental state.

The pool of poison that had accumulated around Percy suddenly started flowing towards the goddess. “What is this?” She exclaimed with a disgusted look on her face.

Percy could control poison? He wasn’t sure how it was possible. Poseidon's domain was water, not poison- Though poison did have water in it…

There wasn’t much time to think it over, Percy continued to smile as the goddess started to cough. The poisonous fumes of her own creation were eating away at her. It was oddly terrifying, but also so cool. Percy was defending him, and that didn’t help the crush he still had.

Akhyls deserved this for sure, Nico wasn’t against this fate for her. However, Percy didn’t seem like the killing type. Him and Percy didn’t operate on the same moral code. He may find eye for an eye fitting, but Percy certainly did not think the same.

The grin wasn’t truly his, and the happiness he was taking in watching the goddess choke to death even as she tried to run away wasn’t him. Nico got up, and with no hesitation, he put a hand on Percy’s shoulder. He needed something to lean his weight against, Percy just happened to be a viable option is all.

“Percy, it’s okay. We’re safe.” His voice was soft and reassuring, he was keeping it low due to the lack of water.

The look of satisfaction melted away from Percy’s face, and his hands dropped as he let the goddess run off. He took one look at Nico, and suddenly he was back to normal. “Are you okay? Did she hurt you badly?”

Nico couldn’t help but smile a little at Percy’s concern, responding in a voice just as horse. “I’m fine. That was… Awesome, Percy.” He felt a little breathless.

“Was it really? I almost killed her.” Percy’s eyes were the same pretty shade of sea-green, even though he looked near death. Nico wanted to stare at them forever, but he would never be able to.

“But you didn’t. You stopped. This place does things to people, Percy. That wasn’t your fault. She threatened our lives, so you threatened hers.” Nico tried taking Percy’s hand, but they were smoke. “C’mon, we need to keep moving.”

Day 1 here

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