#Percy jackson drabble

[annabethsbbg]

pairing: percy jackson x reader

tw: none

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you despised percy. and everyone at camp knew it. he was a complete and utter asshole in your eyes. from his heroic tendencies to his stupid sea green eyes that made you lose focus.

on the other hand, everyone at camp also knew that percy was helplessly in love with you. from the way he would obnoxiously flirt with you, or how whenever you two were sparing, he went easy on you, not wanting to accidentally be too harsh.

you were simply trying to enjoy your book while sitting under a tree, but of course, he had to show up.

“whatcha readin?” he asked, sitting down next to you.

you did your best to ignore him, focusing on your book. that was until he spoke up again. “c’mon princess, what did i do to make you despise me?”

you thought about that statement. what did he do? come to think of it, he had never actually done anything in specific. maybe that’s why you didn’t like him.

“you’re just- you!” you scowled, and percy grinned.

“i think you have a crush on me.”

what the fuck.

“i think your too cocky for my liking.” you replied, placing a bookmark in your book and shutting it, sitting it next to you.

“i do not!” you scoffed, “why would you think that?”

percy smirked, leaning closer. “well for starters, your blushing.”

you hadn’t even noticed the fact that your cheeks were on fire until he pointed it out.

“you’re so cute when you blush, princess.” he smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. why did he have to be so charming?

“shut up, perseus.” you said, pushing his hand away from you. however, he caught your hand, bringing it up to his lips and kissing your knuckles.

you ripped your hand away. “you don’t get to just come over here and accuse me of liking you, which is absolutely ridiculous might i add, while i’m trying to read my book in peace. don’t you have someone else you can bother, you absolute-“

he interrupted your angry ramble by kissing you. and gods, he was a good kisser. one of his hands cupped the side of your face while the other was on your waist.

you pulled away after a minute, flushed. why were you mad again?

“i-“ “shh, just let me kiss you again princess.”

and who were you to say no?

[sunkissedburns]

HOW MUCH IS WEED with percy and the prompt “i couldn’t stop missing you even if i tried” <33 requesting for a bit angst hurt/comfort with a happy ending..congrats on a 100!!

here you go anon!! <3

percy jackson x reader

You didn’t think it’d go this far. A simple disagreement about something mundane led to an almost screaming match as you stood in front of your boyfriend, arms crossed.

“No, this isn’t how it works Percy and you know it !”

he scoffs. “Yeah right, because you know me so well don’t you ?”

It takes you a couple of seconds to retaliate. Without another word, you pick up your bag and your coat laying on the back of Percy’s couch.

“I’m out. I don’t want to deal with this anymore.”

As you storm through his hallway, your boyfriend is still in his living room, rubbing his temples. “go ahead!” he bites

With your hand on the knob, you turn back one last time.

“Don’t call me for a while. I think we need some space.”

Still blinded by his own anger, Percy snaps. “Fine by me!”

The last thing he hears is the slam of his front door. Falling back on the couch, Percy holds his head into his hands, his harsh words running through his mind.

You’re no better, angrily wiping tears as you head home.

You kept your word and stubbornly avoided any contact with Percy, yet a small part of you still looked for him in your notifications.

After a couple weeks without seeing the two of you hanging out, your friends started to plan something to get the two of you in the same room again. “You used to be practically joined at the hip! This can’t go on!” was what they all said.

And unbeknownst to you, they did plan to get the two of you together again. You were all supposed to meet up at the cafe on the corner of your street but no one was there when you arrived. Guessing they were late, you pulled out your phone when you suddenly heard a voice you haven’t heard in what felt like ages.

“Sorry I’m la- Y/N ?” snapping your head up, you’re face to face with a disheveled Percy, cheeks red from the probable run from his block to yours.

“Hi. I don’t think the others are coming.” you tell him blankly, already gathering your stuff to leave.

“Wait!” Percy starts as he sits in the chair across from you, laying a hand on your wrist. “Can we… talk ?” his eyes are almost pleading and you nod.

“Listen, I- I can't stop thinking about our argument, and about us. I messed up. I know you said you didn’t want me to call you so I didn’t but it was so hard trying not to look through all my notifications thinking about you.”

You smile at that, glad he felt the same way you did. Shaking your head, your hand reaches for his.

“It’s okay. I’m at fault here too. I shouldn’t have stormed off like that. I should’ve talked it out,” you pause “we both should’ve talked it out.”

“This won’t happen again.” he answers earnestly.

You laugh, “I hope so! It was so hard trying not to miss you.”

His hand squeezes yours. “I couldn’t stop missing you even if I tried.”

[g1rld1ary]

you said you didn't have any ideas so here I am scuttling over. book!percy with the pumpkin head trend?? like carving pumpkins and having a pumpkin gut fight? idk I'm silly goofy and my target apple cider candle is getting to me

pumpkin head - percy jackson x fem!reader

wc: 810

cw: none

this was so cute thank u for the request!!! i <3 book percy

“Percy!” You shrieked, “Be careful with the knife!” Percy glanced up at you from where he was haphazardly shoving the knife in and out of the top of the pumpkin, trying to create a cavity.

“I know how to handle a knife, babe, I have saved the world once or twice with one,” He joked, slowing down his movements nonetheless, cutting more carefully. You rolled your eyes, bringing two bowls over from your kitchen to put the guts in while you were carving.

You’d made Percy start the craft for you, doing the most difficult part of cutting the top off so you could get to the fun part and get to making your design faster.

“This is texturally so gross,” You said, scooping the pumpkin’s guts out into the plastic bowl, careful not to get it on your hands.

“You’re texturally gross,” Percy retorted, flicking some guts on you. You gasped, mouth dropping open as you stared at the pumpkin on you.

“That is not what you said last night!” You flung some of your own pumpkins’ guts at him as Percy laughed loudly, scrambling away from you on the floor of your living room. It must have been your demigod instincts that kicked in at that moment, both of you overcome with competitiveness. Pumpkin guts were flung across the room, leaving remnants on the hardwood floor and both your clothes.

You were both laughing, hysterical giggles echoing off the roof as you collapsed onto Percy, the gross feeling of the pumpkin not even bothering you.

“I win,” You said, sticking your tongue out and pointing it at your boyfriend.

“Did not,” Percy whined, playing the sore loser. He let you gloat your victory, pushing you off him and towards your un-carved pumpkin. “Just do your craft.”

You sat in silence for a while, happily listening to your witchy-themed Halloween playlist.

You glanced over at Percy’s when he’d been quiet for a little too long, bursting out in laughter as you caught sight of his pumpkin face. “What is that?” You wheezed, clutching your stomach as it ached. His design wasn’t bad, in fact, you were pretty sure it was supposed to be Medusa. The only issue was that it was completely lopsided, thanks to the way he’d been holding it steady. Percy cocked his head in confusion at first, not understanding what was so funny about the craft he’d been working hard on. Upon holding it out at arm's length though he got it, the realisation hitting his face clear as day. You thought he might have complained after all his hard work, but in true Percy fashion, he just rolled his eyes then let out a laugh.

“It’s an action shot,” He supplied finally, “She’s lopsided ‘coz I’m in the middle of cutting off her head.” That made you laugh harder, Percy’s moments of brilliance always delighted you. He groaned dramatically as he looked at yours, simple but well-executed. “Why is my girlfriend always perfect?” He yelled to the sky, shaking a fist like an old-school gangster.

Regardless of the disparity in your craft abilities, you and Percy decided you were finished at about the same time. That brought you to trying to get the pumpkins on your head. Percy helped you first, sliding the pumpkin over your head as you squirmed, squealing as you felt it on your hair.

“This is so gross,” You moaned, “I’m gonna have to wash my hair tonight.”

“This was your idea, stupid,” Percy laughed, patting you on your pumpkin head.

“I thought it would be cute! I didn’t know it was gonna feel like this!” Percy offered for you two to stop but you shook your head resolutely. You’d already gotten this far and you were going to get your cute couple photos out of it.

Percy was much less dramatic about putting his on, and so there you two were in the middle of your living room, pumpkin heads on and hard to take seriously. You pursed your lips for a kiss, forgetting that when Percy leaned in to reciprocate it you wouldn’t make contact, bumping into each other instead.

Piper had volunteered to take photos for you since you could barely work a camera through the bulky pumpkin heads, bossing you around into different poses that made you laugh and Percy produce some snarky response or another.

Later that night, with your hair freshly washed and pumpkin-free, you and Percy sat on the sofa, Hocus Pocus playing on the TV. You swiped through the pictures Piper had taken, teasing Percy and yourself for how silly you both looked. As Percy ventured to the kitchen to get you both some cider, you set your favourite photo as your lock screen.

[spider-ghoul]

UGH percy Jackson w a punk so and he's just tweaking all the time bc they're so cool

Like im a firm 'Percy Jackson was punk' person but he just never really got into the fashion of it and then...

BOOM

he's with you and all of a sudden your doing his eyeliner and spending dates working on Battle jackets and he would 100% beg you to pierce his ears

He tugs on your wallet chains and pokes at anything studded you wear- he listens to you yap about your diys

He already listens to punk music but going to shows with him is your favorite thing ever! Hed be so good in Moshes (and making sure you dont get super hurt)

Thats all have a good day :)

(sigh, yes this is about me. Yes, i am lonely. No, i will not be trying to 'flirt' with anyone because thats a trap.)

[hari-na]

Percy Jackson's mind at every possible time ｏ     ○ ╭◜◝  ͡  ◜  ͡  ╮      ╭◜◝  ͡  ◜◝  ͡  ◝╮ (  annabeth )     (   annabeth   ) ╰◟◞  ͜  ╭◜◝  ͡ ◜◝  ͡  ◝  ͡  ╮◞◟◞ ╯ 　 　  (    annabeth       ) 　　    ╰◟◞  ͜  ◟◞  ͜  ◟◞ ╯

[starandcloud]

Villian Percy

I am having a massive fucking brainrot over Villian Perseus Jackson

NOW What I've yet to figure out is what would his breaking point be? Would it be his breaking point? I really wanna say it'd be in Titan's Curse but I dunno but like-

Mr. Man would be highkey protective, I don't wanna say possessive because I feel like he'd let you have your own life and space but would be extremely protective over you. Especially around other demi-gods, more specifically Annabeth and Mr. D. Mainly because they'd be able to sway you away from him more, he'd protect you more than he would other people. You and his mom are who he's the most protective of

[lesbianjackies]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48502339

idk why that link looks like that it’s pissing me tf off BUT!!! first fic posted <33 @juneberrie here u go ily

playlist!!

[solarpoweredwings]

Percy Jackson/ Heroes of Olympus Fanfics will be linked here!

Fics:

Oneshots:

Drabbles:

Imagines:

[huntingrays]

pjo prompt: percy and jason have to go on a quest together, so they both decide to bring their respective partners (annabeth and leo). during the quest, they get kidnapped by monsters and percy and jason wake up in an arena. the monsters explain that they have their partners and in order to save them, they have to fight to the death, with the winner getting to leave alive with their partner, while the other is killed. however, the monsters are very shocked when percy and jason sit down and start calmly playing cards with each other. they’re not worried about their partners. instead, they’re worried for the monsters. they trapped annabeth and leo together, two of the smartest demigods. the girl who redesigned olympus and the boy who built a warship in six months. they were toast.

[miawastaken]

Thinking about how Annabeth and Percy’s anniversary would be the most chaotic thing ever. Like Percy would go all out right? Everyone would know this man is PANICKING. He’d pull out all the stops. Like him and Grover would be running around all day setting things up. Leo would be giving live commentary on the whole thing like “And Jackson denies yet ANOTHER bouquet of flowers. Seems no type of flowers are right for his wise girl.” Piper would have a whole ass Pinterest board for this shit which would actually help and it makes Percy get Annabeth a book bouquet. Like a regular bouquet but books instead of flowers. He’d be so worried he forgot he was going to make her dinner and then he’d be rushing last minute to Will or someone being like “WHERE THE FUCKS THE FOOD?”

Anyway Annabeth would show up having disappeared the whole day because she was secretly freaking the fuck out over what to get him. She got him a bunch of handmade stuff. Like a scrapbook full of pictures from every single day (Piper helped with that one because she’s the #1 percabeth shipper) also a deck of blue playing cards and each card had something she loved about him.

In conclusion Percabeth is the most wholesome best ship in PJO because Annabeth and Percy are each others world and they’re just great in general.

[swtheartz]

absolutely obsessed with healer!reader rn because while healing is seen as something so pure and beautiful—you’re such a dick. more akin to an exhausted office worker on a 9 to 5 (though you schedule is much worse, and twice as grueling), and running off of three cups of expensive coffee and grumbling your answer.

girl boss in high heels?? no. sleep deprived asshole in combat boots that will kick someone’s teeth in, heal them, then do it again.

and some freak on your team that gushes over you and secretly crushes some villain that tried to kill you while you’re not looking, and tells you to ignore the blood on their suit before going back to harassing you. you hate his guts meanwhile he has to hide in the bathroom and jerk off to try and get some energy out of his system to try and behave himself around you.

i’m on my monthly no one say anything to me rn.

[annabethsbbg]

KNIGHT!ANNABETH THO-

[sunkissedburns]

something something about soft launching your relationship with percy…

he’s defo a big fan of the “private but not secret” type of relationship at first, because he wants to show you off!!! no matter how he does it!!! dinner date ? he’s gonna post the outfits. beach date ? there’s a picture of you dozing off with his hat covering your face.

but when he sees you doing the same little posts oh boy his heart grows ten times bigger. a picture of his mop of curls after a swim ? he’s reacting with heart emojis. faceless pic of him ? he loves those. he feels giddy whenever he sees a part of himself on your social media !!!

you guys definitely love to show your matching trinkets or clothes and it’s so subtle yet so obvious that you guys are dating ! you post a picture of the loop belt of his jeans and everyone can see the little keychain you also have on your keys!! on the other hand, percy would totally post fit checks and it’s so cute because you guys wear the same shoes, or color coordinated fits and he always captions the post with something like “copying me again smh 🙄”

[sunsburns]

Not sure where your rules are, but since it seems like you’ve wrote nsfw before, can I request luke going down on shy reader for the first time (already in an established relationship please)? If you’re not comfortable with that, that’s alright!!

oh fuck yes let’s do this right now. [nsfw 17+]

for starters, it will happen in the most inconvenient place at camp. a place where the two of you find a chance to be alone and tucked away from the peering eyes of campers, no longer needing to hear any of their chatter or whines from the younger kids who liked to tug on the hem of luke’s shirt and ask him silly questions like if crabs like to think that can fish fly.

he pins you against the wall behind the stables, his hand loosely low on your hips so he can pull you closer. as your lips lock in a slow, tender kiss, you can feel the warmth of the golden setting sun against your skin when his other hand holds the side of your face softly, finger spread across your cheek.

luke pulls away, lips swollen but a smile still wide on his cheeks as his eyes take you in. his fingers brush over the curves of your face in a feather-like touch.

when his thumb touches your bottom lip, luke’s teeth catch his own in yearning while your mouth parts just a bit. luke brushes his thumb around the shape of your lips, pressing between them and finally pulling your lower lip down to open your mouth.

he looks you in the eyes when he brushes the tip of his finger against the edges of your teeth before pressing it down against your tongue. this forces you to open your mouth wider, heat crawling to your face when he pulls his thumb out and licks the inside of your cheek. you can hear yourself groaning, digging your fingers into his curls when he kisses you deeper this time.

his mouth is soft, a permanent pout with full lips, all jokes and sly smiles. gods, you could kiss him forever.

“you're so, so pretty,” your boyfriend mutters into your mouth, his breath filling your lungs. it’s like you need him to breathe.

he runs his hands up your sides, making you mewl when he stops near your chest, thumbs messaging under the wire of your bra before he trails down again, hands stopping right at your hips. your shirt has ridden up and his palms are warm to the touch.

you can feel your fingers dip near the ridges of the scar on the side of his face. you let your hands move around, holding his cheeks, wrapping themselves around his neck and letting your nails dig into the curves of his shoulders when you feel him start to unbutton your shorts.

“luke,” you say, but it sounds more like a whine on his lips as he slowly pulls down the zipper. “luke,” you call his name again. “i want you so bad.”

“you have me,” he hums, pulling away from your mouth. “all of me,” he runs his tongue over his bitten lips before peppering sweet kisses at the corners of your mouth, your cheek, across your jaw, behind your ear and finally your neck.

luke’s hands crawl to your lower back, where he stuffs them into your pants, grabbing your ass and pulling you even closer. his hips roll against your own as he sucks a mark into your neck.

you try to reach for his crotch, but he quickly pulls away. “don't” he mutters, lips parted as he tries to catch his breath. he looks at you as if you’ve hung the stars in the night sky, like you're the reason the sun shines every morning. “i just wanna focus on you.”

his voice makes your heart sputter in your chest, and you hold your breath when he slowly kneels before you, his hands slipping from behind you and tugging gently at your pants. “please.”

you can feel yourself shaking from nerves. sure, you’ve kissed, and you've touched each other before under the shadows cast by trees in the moonlight, but the way he mouths at the pretty little bow on your panties, looking up at you with his pretty brown eyes, waiting, it all makes your heart tremble in your throat.

“you- you don't have to...” you’re choking on your words. “we’ve never- i’ve never…”

“i know,” luke says, and his hands settle on your knees, slowly pulling them apart. and you let him. “but i want to. please, i really, really want to. i promise you'll feel good.”

when you nod your head yes, he smiles, almost giddy before sucking a hot kiss into the inside of your thigh. it catches you off guard, and a moan slips out as he makes his way up higher and higher, and gods, luke castellan sure knows how to keep a promise.

[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.

[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.

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ tumblr i’m gonna kms

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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.