#Pollux x reader

[readychilledwine]

2 Truths and a Lie

SJM Villain's Week - Day 3 - Deception

Summary - Having Hunt in his dungeon wasn't enough for his former friend. He wanted to hit him where it would hurt the most.

Warnings - Stealing, lying by omition, smut, oral (f receiving), fingering, penetration, power play, boarding dubcon, manipulation, sir/sub dynamics, choking, dumdification, probably something I am missing

A/n - Happy Day 3 of @sjmvillainweek I, uh, plead the 5th

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You were fucked.

Completely and utterly fucked.

You ran faster down the alley, just hoping you could maybe make it inside of a building and fall into a crowd. It wouldn't give you much of a chance, but it would have to be enough of one.

You had no clue what was chasing you, nor who had sent it, but the target on your back had only grown since Hunt disappeared.

You hadn't spoken to your brother in close to 4 years. The only reason you knew he was even still alive was due to whispers of rumors.

Rumors of him and some starborn half fae female.

Rumors of him breaking free of that thorned halo that haunted him.

Rumors he couldn't be bothered To text you or return a call to confirm.

Some brother.

You took a sharp left, sneaking into a shop in the Eternal City before slowing down. You had never been stupid, a rebellious teen turned into a far too street smart female. You quickly snuck a black short dress from a rack slipping into the dressing room undetected. You changed as quickly as you could, forcing jeans down your long legs with a pout.

They were your favorite. But sacrifices had to be made.

Hunt was blessed with lightning. You were blessed with shifting. Your hair went from a dark black to a soft strawberry blonde, freckles appearing as you finished zipping the dress and snuck back out of the fitting room, past the gossiping workers and out the door.

“You aren't as clever as you think you are,” a deep voice fell into step with you. “I can take you somewhere safe.” You glared up at the blonde malakh.

“Pollux,” you said coldly.

“Little viper,” his hands were in his pockets, the rhythmic pattern of you two walking becoming the only noise between The two of you as his left hand slipped to your waist, guiding you wordlessly to the so called safety he was offering.

The apartment building he walked you into was lavish. Columns stood tall to give it a grand feel, a marble floor, a front desk connected to the leasing office. Even the elevator had a guard that just nodded at Pollux as he pressed the button to open the doors before pressing a “P1” button that glowed white.

“Mr. Fancy Pants over here,” you muttered at him. “Pressing a penthouse button.”

Pollux only glanced at you, “You've grown up.” His eyes roamed every inch of you, “How much of this is what you actually look like?”

You shifted your hair back, long dark waves replacing the strawberry blonde, freckles fading. “The rest is me.”

His hum was soft, “Can't say I don't prefer the blonde.” The elevator ticked slower after rushing past floors, a soft ping as each number went by before it slowed down to a surprisingly smooth stop.

You could only scoff as the doors opened and he ushered you inside, “Good thing I do not live to please you, Pollux.”

“Don't you,” he sat, unbothered by the bite in your response, arms flexing. “Live to please me, I mean?”

He smirked as your tongue clicked, the two of you studying each other, mapping out any signs of weakness. He was tense muscle under golden skin, blonde hair, a chiseled face. Physically, you could not find a single thing you didn't find just absolutely stunning. He scratched his stubble lightly, “Not going to respond, little viper? Or perhaps I should call you something different? Snakes don't tend to change their scales, do they?”

“You could call me my name?”

“I could.”

“Where is my brother?”

Pollux paused at that, “You don't know?”

“Clearly not,” your tone was clipped. All your street smart did not necessarily prepare you for the type of male sitting in front of you. The kind that so easily leaned his elbows on his knees, thighs slightly spread as he began to watch you.

“Your brother is with the asteri. In the dungeon,” the answer was vague, but it fell into line with what you last truly knew about Hunt and his job. “He was tied up at the moment. He sent me as soon as we received information you were being chased down.”

You only nodded, hugging yourself slightly,

“I heard rumors of him with some girl-”

Pollux moved to you, your chin in his hand, “That are just rumors. He had a play thing for a bit. That's where that came from.”

“He never answers my calls?”

“He's busy,” Pollux moved his hand from your chin to the strands of hair hanging in your shoulder. “You are such a pretty little thing, you know that?”

He was far too close to yours, his face angled perfectly. Teenage you, the one who dreamed of hooking up with Hunt's friends out of spite, she was screaming.

“I have other qualities,” your voice was weaker than intended.

“I don't really care about those right now.”

You didn't have time to breathe before he was on you. The battle for dominance was useless for you. He manhandled you with ease, a hand on the back of your neck holding you exactly where Pollux wanted. His lips tasted like methol, be it from cigarettes or tooth paste you weren't sure.

Pollux was intoxicating. The air of danger that surrounded the Hammer was no lost on you. This male, this powerful being was one of the favored malakh. A male so few got away with fucking with. And right now, he was yours.

He lifted you with practiced ease, moving you to another room without breaking the messy kiss he had you in. Her dropped you unceremoniously on the bed ripping his own shirt. Before you could even move to touch him, he had both of your wrists in on hand, forcing you down and laying them above your head, “They stay here.” The tone of his voice would stay with you, that deep baritone aching in your bones. “You don't move until I say you can, do you understand.”

“Yes, sir,” his gaze shot to your face at your response, a brow raising as he smirked.

“Well, you have one trait over your brother.” The stolen dress was ripped off of you, cheap fabric easily splitting in two. “Obedience.”

Pollux was never above lying to get what he wanted, and what he wanted right now was you. Be if for vengeance, for another way to hurt Hunt, or just his own selfish greed to claim and dominate beautiful things.

He knew if you had known where Hunt truly was, his hands wouldn't be exploring every dip and curve of your body. He wouldn't be mapping each scar and freckle like he was discovering new land. No. He'd be very much missing this opportunity with you. He'd lie to his own grave for this.

Fucking the sister of his traitor friend?

Priceless.

Pollux gently squeezed your breasts, “You're going to be the best girl for me, aren't you? Listen well and do as I say?”

Your eyes had started to get the hazy unfocused look, lips slightly parted as you nodded and looked at him. Heat had settled deep into your body, flowing through your veins like liquid fire. That feeling was becoming a drug. One you'd so rarely felt, but he was bringing out of you so easily.

Pollux began to kiss your jawline, memorizing every noise, every sensitive spot. He'd whisper them in your brother's ear later, brag to him about how he bit the spot just below your ear and you gasped for him, back arching like a desperate whore as he toyed with you. He would mark every inch of you, ripping at tender flesh on your neck until it bruised.

Each motion put your scent on him, his on you.

His kissed went lower, licking your collarbones before nipping the left the the right. His tongue licking down your chest until he reached his first destination. Pollux held eye contact with you as he licked the first sensitive bud, sucking your right nipple until it formed a perfect peak in his mouth. Once he was satisfied there, he switched sides, drinking in the noises you made for him as chills went through your body.

“Sensitive little thing,” he whispered the words into your skin, voice deep with his own lust. “You like when I kiss your body, princess?”

“Yes sir,” it was more of a moan than words, one slightly pained as he bit your side, flicking his tongue to soothe the mark he'd left on your ribcage.

His journey down your body didn't stop until your thighs sat over his wide shoulders, “Let's see if you taste as sweet as you're acting.” Torture. It was torture as his tongue dragged through you, licking at your most sensitive place. Pollux considered eating pussy an art form. One he so rarely treated Lidia to, but you, you he would savor. Licking every inch of you until he had his fill. Your clit, your entrance, you so frequently ignored labia. Pollux treated tasting you like he had paid for a 5 star meal. It had your toes curling as he moaned against you, your body arching.

That tightness you knew all too well began to settle In your stomach as he threw his forearm over your hips, stopping you from moving. He caught you whispering his name, the sound of it making him feel as if he were a god. One finger pushed into you, curling up to find your spot as he began running figure 8s with his tongue up and down your clit.

You were not silent when you unexpectedly came. You were a tidal wave, a silent scream falling into whimpers as he praised you through your high, his thumb and finger working at you bringing you down gently as he prepared you for his aching cock.

He couldn't get his pants off fast enough for either of you, regretting his choice to leave them on. He'd never felt this anxious during sex before. He was a confident male, cocky even. But you clearly saw why once he was bare. He gave you a look when your wrists moved, a silent warning of his earlier command. “What did I say?”

“They stay above my head, sir.” He followed your line of sight, smirked as he realized that your eyes were in him, hungry and waiting.

“That's my Good Girl,” he settled between your thighs, one leg being forced around his waist while the other went over his shoulder. “Breathe for me,” he wasn't gentle once he knew he was lined up. He entered you in one movement, watching as your eyes squeezed shut another scream tumbling from your lips as his heavy length filled every inch of you.

He was kind enough to give you a moment to breathe and adjust before one roll of his hips became another then another. The pace increased more and more as you laid there helpless to do anything but let him take and take, pulling you apart at the seams. He was shameless in this mission, his sole goal now to make your warm walls flutter around him. His hand gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him, “You watch me when I fuck you. Got it?” He smirked at your wordlessly nodding, the moans falling from your lips as he held your face there before moving that grip to your throat.

Pollux was electrical. He was magnetic. He was a force of nature, a storm you should have been afraid of, but here you were, below him, calling him sir as he overpowered you. The hand not holding your throat held your hip, forcing you to meet every movement he made, rougher and harder with each passing second.

You'd never last like this, not with the sight of his wings flaring behind him, feeling like some form of damnation instead of the salvation they were believed to represent. And Pollux knew. He could feel your body's response, feel you hugging him tighter, your walls beginning to twitch. He saw the moment your brain shut off, the moment he made you go cock dumb.

He decided then and there he would not kill you.

You were of no use to him dead.

This apartment was his, he would keep you here. Alive, aching, yearning. His new favorite toy.

“Please sir, may I come?” And those 5 words sealed that fate.

“You may, princess.” Pollux watched as you fell apart for him. He watched and counted each rule you broke. Hands moving you grip the wrist squeezing your throat. 2 spankings he'd give you later, swearing. Another spanking. Not thanking him. Another.

He counted each of those things again as he shut off the light, leaving you sleeping in his bed as he redressed without shower. The ride down to the dungeon felt like it was taking far too long, his smirk growing as he entered the room Hunt, Ruhn, and Baxian were hung up in. Pollux simply walked close to Hunt saying nothing as the shell of the Umbra Mortis sniffed him, his face falling farther as he did.

“Don't fucking touch her!”

“Already did,” Pollux replied smoothly as Athalar pulled on his chains, a new fire in him. “And I will again.”

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(Pollux x Reader)

"The Last Dance"

Warnings: Pollux and you dancing at night together being super cute.

The moon hung low over Camp Half-Blood, casting a soft glow on the woods surrounding the camp. The air was crisp with the promise of fall, leaves crunching underfoot as the camp quieted for the night. Most of the campers were winding down from a long day, but you found yourself wandering towards the Big House, where a celebration had just wrapped up—a rare camp-wide event that you’d been looking forward to for weeks.

You weren’t much of a dancer, but Pollux had been adamant about teaching you. He was, after all, one of the best dancers at camp. His effortless grace was part of his charm, but it wasn’t just that. There was something else about him—something warm, something that pulled you towards him like the gravity of stars. Maybe it was the way he cared so deeply, like he always made sure no one was left out. Or maybe it was just his genuine smile that made the world seem just a little brighter.

Tonight, however, had ended with everyone dispersing. Still, you lingered at the edge of the campfire, lost in your own thoughts.

“Hey, you didn’t leave without saying goodbye,” a familiar voice broke through your musings.

You turned, smiling at Pollux. He stood with his hands in his pockets, looking as carefree as ever, the dim light from the fire flickering in his dark eyes. "I wasn’t planning on it," you said with a laugh. "I just didn’t want to interrupt the others. It was a pretty wild night."

Pollux grinned, stepping closer. “Yes, it was. But not too wild for you, right?”

You chuckled. “I’m not that boring.”

He raised an eyebrow, his teasing smirk showing he didn’t fully believe you. “I’m pretty sure we could change that, you know. I’m a good influence.”

“Oh, really?” You teased back, feeling the chemistry between you two build with every word and every glance. “How?”

He took a step closer, his tone softening. “Let me show you.”

Before you could respond, Pollux reached for your hand and gently tugged you towards the edge of the firelight. There, under the moonlit sky, he pulled you into a slow, easy dance, the same fluid movements you’d seen him do countless times during camp socials. He wasn’t in a rush. There was no crowd. It was just the two of you, surrounded by the quiet hum of the camp at night.

His hand was warm against your back, your hand resting in his as he guided you. The rhythm of the dance was simple, but somehow, it felt like the entire world fell away. You could hear your heartbeat matching his as you moved, close enough that you could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin. It was comforting in a way that made you want to stay there forever.

“You know,” Pollux said softly as he led you in another turn. “I’ve always loved dancing under the stars. But it’s way better with you.”

You felt your cheeks warm at his words, and you looked up at him, trying to keep your voice steady. “You’re not too bad yourself, Pollux.”

He chuckled, a sound that made you feel like you were basking in sunlight. “I’m glad you think so.”

For a long moment, the two of you danced in comfortable silence, the only sounds being the rustling of leaves in the wind and the soft, rhythmic tap of your feet. You couldn’t help but let your eyes drift shut for a moment, savouring the feeling—the way everything around you seemed to slow down, just for this.

Finally, Pollux pulled you to a stop, his hands resting lightly on your shoulders. You looked up at him, the world around you still dim and peaceful.

“You know, this feels a little like magic,” you murmured, your voice low, the weight of the moment not lost on you.

Pollux smiled softly, his gaze meeting yours. “Maybe it is. Or maybe it’s just the way things are meant to be.”

You stood there, staring at him for a moment longer than you expected, caught in the pull of his eyes. The world outside of this dance seemed so far away, and for once, you didn’t care.

Pollux leant in just enough to brush his lips against your forehead, his touch so light you almost thought you imagined it.

“Let’s stay here a little longer,” he said, his voice like a secret, soft and steady. “We don’t need anyone else. Just you, me, and the stars.”

And in that moment, as the camp remained quiet around you, you couldn’t imagine being anywhere else.

[another-lost-mc]

POLLUX masterlist

➤ fics

dessert first, dinner later [ afab!reader | nsfw ] cw: food kink if you squint

➤ drabbles / thirsts

...tbd...

➤ headcanons

— when summoner gets sick [ gn!reader ] cw: some dubious behaviour

— how the other sorcerers treat sirius

[aetherwontshutup]

Pollux - Sweet Gestures

(Warnings: Fluff. Still MDNI as my account has stuff on it :/)

Pollux wasn't quite sure how to be in a relationship. He had spent so long persueing you that now when you show him romantic affection he practically malfunctions! It builds over time. You opening doors for him, treating him when you go out to eat, small complements. By the end of any date or outing the mans face is completely red and he struggles to form a coherent sentence. He wants to be strong and confident, it's not ment to be going this way! He's supposed to be the one sweeping you off your feet! Oh well. If you're happy, then he's happy.

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS:

🍇DIONYSUS; God of Wine making, fertility, theater, festivity, and insanity. 🎭

author's note: I had a sudden idea about writing some headcanons Camp Halfblood demigods being claimed and what it's like for each respective god and cabin, followed by a small blurb afterwards. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! The order is not in order of the cabin numbers. [PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST]

You get claimed in an untypical manner. You heard of demigods waiting for a sign of their godly parent claiming them, with a glowing symbol above their head. Instead, when you get introduced to the camp members, Mr. D appears carrying a can of diet coke and casually states “No need to put them in the Hermes’ cabin. They're one of mine's”

Cue the record scratch. This immediately brings a lot of confusion and gossip. Many eyes look between you and Mr. D who doesn't seem bothered at all. You saw Chiron sigh and place his hand to his face, giving your godly father a disappointed headshake. Then you hear Castor and Pollux yell that they have a new sibling that they didn't even know about?!

You get a lot of looks of sympathy and jealousy. You don't figure out why until a little bit later on. Chiron fills you in with a reassuring voice but also speaks with an exasperated tone to Dionysus 

Although you guys can't make wine or touch anything alcohol related, you did inherit Dioynsus' wine making skills. This includes also being good at making infused drinks or mixing drinks that range from mixing soda flavours together to making your tea blend. Even if the flavours shouldn't work together or whatever the drink type you're making, you just can. You are your own personal barista.

Putting this first and out of the way, you're both in a blessed and awkward situation where you are able to see and interact with your godly parent. Mr. D tries to treat you like every other demigod in Camp Halfblood, and that makes it awkward when you don't know if you should call him “Dad” or “Mr. D”, but at the same time, you know you have it better then others. 

It doesn't mean Mr. D doesn't keep an eye out. When you dedicate your offerings to the gods and look at him when you do it, you can just see Dionysus’ face soften and his eyes have a hint of affection. 

Don't ask how you or your other half-siblings came to be if Mr. D was sentenced to Camp Halfblood. You won't get an answer from but at least you know you're not alone and the twins are glad to have a baby sibling. Get ready for the youngest sibling treatment. 

Dionysus is the God of Theatre so you have a theatrical flare. Even if you're introverted, you're not exempt; this can be applied in how you do certain things or be rather convincing at times. If you're extroverted, well, you're automatically the Theatre kid. 

This turns out to be rather useful in events like Capture the Flag in a state of mania. When the heat of the battle starts to get to you, you feel your godly parent's power begin to rise in you and you can use that theaters flair to rouse your teammate's spirits up. You can also get a bit maniac and effect your teammates and enemies alike and become rather terrifying. 

You have a bit of a green thumb so you can find some solace with the Demeter kids. However, unlike the Demeter kids who can just make plants grow and flourish, your green thumb only really applies to plants you have an interest in like Dionysus with his grapes…or now strawberries. Regardless, you can keep a houseplant alive at least. 

Aside from a few very selected people within Camp, you're one of the few people who has seen Mr.D's true form. Not his godly form or the Mr. D you've seen, but the form he usually shows in front of mortals. Then it becomes very obvious how your other parent became so enamoured. You thank him silently for taking up his current form because you’re not going to be ready to hear about Mr. D being a DILF.

“Welcome to Cabin 12!” greeted Castor and Pollux as they opened the door to the cabin. You looked inside and saw how lived in the cabin was. It was clear the twins didn't expect to have another sibling and judging by the absolute shock that your shared father was supposed to be stuck in Camp, they really didn't expect him to have another mortal child.   

You also noticed on one of their nightstands there were stacks of Coke and Pepsi, each belonging to one of the beds. There were copious amounts of it, and you wonder if being a child of Dionysus was a prerequisite of having a drink as your go-to drink. Like wine fo Dionysus…though you heard he had to switch to Diet Coke due to his punishment. 

“Yeah, sorry for the whole…mess,” said Castor as he looked sheepish. “Pollux and I weren't expecting anyone else to be here, especially since it's been so long since we've first arrived. And you know, our dad, being, well-”

Pollux cleared his throat, “What Castor means, despite everything, we're thrilled to have a baby sibling. We've always been together so we're not that alone, but every now and again, we kind of get envious of the other cabins and having other siblings.”

You smiled when the door is knocked and a new bunk bed is being brought in, Castor and Pollux grinned at you. “Come on, let's get your stuff and space ready, and let's go see our dad.”

[heylookitsyc]

Saved by a Sorcerer!

Character(s): Arcana Twilight Sorcerers x GN!Reader

Anime/Game: Arcana Twilight

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: There’s another student that just won’t leave you alone! Good thing you found one of the other sorcerers… maybe they can help out?

Warning(s): None

Note: It’s been some time! Enjoy some Arcana Twilight for now; hope all of you are well! (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

Story is down below!

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“Hey, (Name)! Wait up, I need to ask you something!”

You freeze as you recognize the voice, and you look back to see a classmate from your potions class. The sight of him is enough to make you swear under your breath, and you push through the crowd of students in the hallway, walking a bit faster now.

You manage to find your way outside and into the garden, your eyes catching sight of a certain sorcerer. As your classmate’s obnoxious voice becomes louder, you realize what you have to do.

Without wasting time, you call out the name…

~

» Arcturus «  

“Arcky!”

You rush over to the sorcerer, smiling in relief. You take his hand. “Where were you? I thought you agreed to meet me outside of my last class.”

Arcturus tilts his head in slight confusion, his expression becoming a bit flustered as you take his hand into yours. “Ah, did I? I’m so sorry, (Name)! I don’t remember promising you such a thing…”

Your classmate stops a few feet away, watching you and Arcturus. Their stare makes you squeeze Arcturus’ hand just ever so slightly, and the small action seems to be enough to make him realize what is going on.

“Please, Arcky… you signed us up for that cooking class, remember? The one hosted by that new restaurant that recently opened in Central District?” you say, hoping he would play along with your lie. “You said it would be fun.”

To your surprise, the sorcerer lets out a laugh, nodding and pulling you closer. “Right! I did promise you… I’m so sorry for forgetting, (Name). Let’s get going so we aren’t late.”

Before you can say anything else, Arcturus pulls you along, his grip on your hand tight as he leads you away from your classmate.

Once you two were a good enough distance away, Arcturus stopped walking and turned to you, not letting go of your hand. His smile is a bit more shy now, his cheeks red. “Are you alright? I’m sorry it took me so long to get the hint…”

“It’s alright, Arcky. Thank you for helping me,” you say. “But… I am serious about that cooking class. Do you want to go together? I heard they’re teaching us how to make egg salad sandwiches today.”

His expression lights up, and he nods excitedly as he hums in approval. “That sounds good! Come on, let’s go!”

He continues to hold your hand as you two head towards Central District, the small blush never leaving his cheeks.

~

» Spica «  

“Spica!”

The blonde was busy talking to a few other students, but at the sight of you he smiles slightly. “Good afternoon, (Name). What brings you here?”

“I…” You trail off when you see your classmate come closer, and you are quick to take Spica’s hand. “I was wondering if you could recommend me another book? The one you gave me about the origins of magic was really interesting.”

He looks surprised, but one glance over at your classmate was all it took for him to understand the situation. He nods, and he removes his hand from yours, instead opting to place a hand on your waist and pulling you close.

“Excuse me.”

He nods at the other students before guiding you back inside and towards the library.

As the two of you walk, he continues to gently hold your waist. His cheeks have the slightest hint of pink on them. “Is that classmate of yours bothering you? If so, you can tell me. Your safety and comfort are my priority.”

“He’s a bit… much,” you admit quietly. “Ever since we worked together on a project, he just won’t leave me alone.”

Spica chuckles, the small sound causing you to smile. “I thought so. Many students here can’t help but be curious when it comes to someone from Mid Earthiem. However, that does not give them the right to cross your boundaries…”

You two arrive at the library, and he opens the door for you.

As you step inside, you are suddenly guided to a chair. You find yourself sitting comfortably next to Spica as he scans the shelves, taking out a couple of books.

He opens one of them, taking a seat next to you and leaning in a bit closer. His voice is a bit softer now, less stern than usual. “You wanted me to recommend another book, yes?”

“Yes, please,” you respond. “I want to know more about the world that I’m in. It’s… really different compared to home.”

Spica smiles. “Well, you did tell me you would trust in my judgment… so how about this one? It’s a book my mother would always read to me when I was younger. I can read it to you if you’d like.”

You nod, and you rest your head on his shoulder. “I would like that, please.”

He chuckles, the subtle pink hue from earlier returning to his cheeks. He starts to read the book to you, his voice quiet and calm as he speaks.

After a few minutes you start to doze off, and the last thing you remember is a firm yet gentle hand grabbing your shoulder and pulling you closer.

~

» Pollux «  

“Pollux!”

“Eh?” 

The sorcerer’s face becomes bright pink as you suddenly tackle him into a hug from behind, and he starts trying to shove you off. “H-hey! Warn a guy next time, what are you even-!?”

“Please help me,” you say quietly, giving him a slight squeeze as you continue to hug him. “Please.”

Pollux looks over his shoulder to see your classmate nearby, and he frowns. “Seriously? Isn’t that the guy you worked with for our potions project a few weeks back?”

You nod.

Pollux groans, and with a small huff, he moves you so that you are now next to him.

“Pollux? What are you… huh?”

Your eyes widen in slight surprise when he places an arm over your shoulders, pulling you closer. He looks away from you, and you notice the tips of his ears are pink. 

You can hear the feigned annoyance in his voice, clear as day. “Don’t think too much of it, okay? I’m just doing this so Spica doesn’t give me another lecture about taking care of you.”

A new voice is suddenly heard from behind the both of you. “Hm? Little boy, what do you think you’re doing with (Name)?”

The both of you turn around to see Alpheratz, who has his hands in his pockets. From the way his hair slightly stuck out, you figured he had just woken up from a nap.

“You do know that if other students see you like this with (Name), rumors will spread,” Alpheratz says, looking a bit amused. He then yawns, rubbing the back of his neck.

Pollux shakes his head. “I don’t care! Besides, it’s not what it looks like… I’m just doing my job since no one else was around.”

“Well, I’m here now.” Alpheratz shrugs. “So you can relax, little boy. No one will try to do anything now.”

Pollux opens his mouth to protest when Arcturus suddenly appears, smiling. “Oh! (Name), Pollux! We were looking for you…”

Vega, who was walking alongside Arcturus, is quick to notice Pollux’s arm around you. “Pollux, why do you have your arm around Summoner?”

As more sorcerers suddenly appear, Pollux quickly lets go of you. He still looks away, clearly embarrassed now that more sorcerers have arrived. Your classmate from earlier seems to have left after seeing that you were no longer alone.

“I-I’m just doing my job…” Pollux mumbles.

You smile, and as Arcturus asks all of you if you would be interested in trying a new restaurant in Central District you reach out and subtly link Pollux’s pinky with your own.

His face becomes an even brighter shade of pink, his face now almost matching his hair. He says nothing, instead giving your pinky a small squeeze in return as he tries to hold back a smile.

~

» Alpheratz «  

“Alpheratz!”

The sleepy sorcerer was leaning against a tree, arms crossed as he dozed off. At the sound of your voice, however, his eyes slowly open, and a soft hum escapes his lips.

“Hm?” He yawns, standing up straight now. He shoves his hands into his pockets, the sleepy expression still on his face. “(Name)... what’s wrong?”

You are quick to tug on the sleeve of his school jacket, eyes wide with panic as you see your classmate drawing closer. “Hide me, Alpheratz, please…”

Alpheratz follows your gaze, and his eyebrows raise just ever so slightly when he finally realizes what’s causing your panic. “Oh…”

He quickly raises an arm, and you find yourself pressed up against the tree that he had been leaning on. You feel your cheeks go warm as he stares down at you, his expression now more awake and serious.

From the corner of your eye, you notice that your classmate has stopped walking, now staring at you and Alpheratz with a mixture of shock and anger.

Alpheratz frowns, looking a bit annoyed now. He sighs. “How tiring… I can feel him staring holes into the back of my head.”

The sorcerer leans in a bit closer, his face now mere inches away from yours. “Give it a few more seconds. He’ll leave soon enough.”

You nod, staring up at Alpheratz. You didn’t really trust yourself to respond at the moment, your cheeks still feeling a bit warm from the close proximity.

Eventually, your classmate storms off, grumbling under his breath. 

Once he’s gone, you immediately breathe a sigh of relief. “He’s gone… thank you, Alpheratz. You can back away now.”

The sorcerer doesn’t move, still staring down at you. There’s a hint of annoyance in his voice, as if irritated by your words. “Hey… you really think you can ask me for a favor and just leave like that?” 

You’re quick to wave your hands in front of your face, shaking your head quickly. “No, no! Alpheratz, I just… meant that you don’t need to protect me anymore since my classmate is gone. You can go back to napping now.”

His expression softens, and he sighs. “... it’s only fair that you return the favor.”

“But who do you need protecting from?”

His hand grabs onto yours, and before you can protest you feel yourself being pulled down onto the ground. You find yourself now face-to-face with Alpheratz, his eyes already closed as he wraps a strong but gentle arm around your waist to pull you closer to him.

“Protecting you made me tired. Take a nap with me,” he says, and within seconds he was fast asleep.

You stare at him for a few moments before sighing, closing your eyes and ultimately deciding to take a nap as well. 

~

» Sirius «

“Sirius!”

You are immediately greeted by his playful smile, and he closes the tin of candy in his hand and tucks it away into his jacket pocket.

“Oh, my… Summoner, you seem to be in a hurry.” He chuckles, tilting his head a bit as he watches you approach. “Don’t tell me it has something to do with that classmate of yours.”

You sigh, crossing your arms as you look behind you to see your classmate getting closer. “He just won’t get the hint. I’ve been trying to avoid him for weeks but he’s just so bent on asking me out on a date.”

You don’t miss the way Sirius’ smile grows wider as you say the last word, his eyes flashing green for a moment before turning yellow again. 

“A date?” he says, sounding amused. “I know a lot of students would find a student from Mid Earthiem interesting… but still. How bold of them.”

You are suddenly pulled towards him, one hand holding your wrist as the other presses against the small of your back as he dips you slightly.

“Sirius! What are you-!?”

“Do not worry, my fair summoner,” he says, his tone equivalent to that of when he would recreate a scene from a play. “I shall protect you from any harm that might come your way. Of course, not without a price…”

He leans in closer, his voice filled with obvious teasing. Just as his lips are about to meet your own, he pauses.

He chuckles. “... it seems as though your classmate wasn’t entertained by our little show, Summoner. They’re gone.”

You look around to see that your classmate has indeed left, and you relax a bit. “Finally. I can’t believe- mmph!”

His fingers make contact with your lips, and immediately a sweet taste fills your senses as he places something in your mouth.

He looks amused as he lets go of you, his hand lingering on the small of your back for just a moment longer than necessary before fully pulling away.

“A reward for taking part in my show,” he laughs. “But you do need to work on your acting skills, Summoner. Your acting skills were horribly absent. No wonder the audience left.”

You roll your eyes, sucking on the candy he had offered to you. It wasn’t too bad, the unexpected taste of mint and honey greeting your tastebuds. “You could’ve warned me before doing that. I didn’t expect you to pull me in so suddenly.”

“Why?” He looks amused now. “Ah, I see… did you want someone else holding you?”

He laughs as he transforms into Spica, and then into Alpheratz. He grins, placing a hand on his hip as he stares at you. “How’s this? Or did you prefer someone more cheerful?” He then transforms into Arcturus.

You stare at him for a moment, before shaking your head. You have a small smile of your own. “They’re all great, but right now I’d like Sirius, please.”

He pauses for a moment, clearly not expecting your response. With a small chuckle, he transforms back into himself and crosses his arms. “You sure know how to make someone’s heart race, Summoner. How cute.”

“I’m only like this when it comes to people I like,” you tease, and he laughs again.

“Careful, Summoner. You shouldn’t say things like that so recklessly… I might do something you won’t like.”

~

» Vega « 

“Vega!”

“Summoner… what seems to be the problem?”

Vega’s usually cool expression falters as you suddenly run up to him, and he is quick to stand in front of you just as your classmate catches up to you.

“What the-!? Hey, move!” Your classmate demands, only to freeze when Vega suddenly draws his sword.

“What business do you have with Summoner?” Vega asks calmly. Despite his neutral tone, his stance and gaze on your classmate showed that he was ready to protect you if needed. “You seem to be making them uncomfortable.”

“Look, I just want to talk! They keep avoiding me and-”

“Then you should take the hint and leave,” Vega interrupts. “Summoner does not wish to speak to you. Leave them be.”

Your classmate looks like he wants to argue again, but he stops when he sees you grab Vega’s hand. Vega’s hand immediately stiffens under your touch, and a faint pink color forms on his cheeks. 

“I have plans already,” you say. “So please leave me alone.”

Your classmate looks between you and Vega for a few seconds before scoffing. “Are… are you serious? Out of all the sorcerers, don’t tell me you chose this one.”

Without thinking you grab Vega’s sword, earning a surprised gasp from your classmate as you point it at him. “Leave.”

Your classmate rolls his eyes. “You know what? Fine! You aren’t even worth it…”

Once your classmate finally leaves, you turn to Vega.

“Here…” You return his sword. “I’m sorry, he was just so persistent and wouldn’t leave. Thanks for letting me borrow it.”

“It’s… no problem, Summoner. As long as you are safe,” he says quietly. His gaze seems to be focused on your hand, which still holds on to his own.

You laugh softly. “Vega… now that I think about it, there’s a new gelato place that opened up in Central District. I heard that their raspberry flavor is really popular right now. Do you want to go with me?”

“I… don’t see any reason to refuse. Who else will be joining us?”

“It’ll be just you and me, Vega.” You give his hand a gentle squeeze. “Is… is that okay?”

For a moment his expression remains neutral, before his lips turn up to form a small smile.

“That would be just fine, Summoner,” he says. “Let’s go.”

Unexpectedly, he takes the lead, putting his sword away and gently pulling you along as the two of you make your way to Central District to get some gelato.

[roxannefrostfox]

BRING BACK LAES!!!!

InvisibleDavis has spoken!!! Now is the time to rise up and take back the love of this show that was ripped from our fingers by YouTube!!!

(Please do not be hostile about it)

I’ve been in love with this show ever since January 2024 and I will not have it taken from me!!!

Now my minions! Parade the streets of the internet! Bring back what is ours! And do not return until we have thy leaders heads on pikes (not literally)!!!!

(Side note: When doing so, please be kind to one another. Don’t be hostile to other’s while speaking up or to YouTube. Sometimes the less you speak, the more is said. Choose your words wisely.)

🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚🩵💚

[nockstormbringer]

Percy Jackson: Extended Universe

↳ Characters Im writing for!

Requests are opened; headcanons only

Camp Half Blood

Percy Jackson || Cabin 3

Annabeth Chase || Cabin 6

Grover Underwood || Stayr

Thalia Grace || Cabin 8 [Platonic Only]

Leo Valdez || Cabin 9

Piper McLean || Cabin 10

Luke Castellan || Cabin 11

Nico Di Angelo || Cabin 13

Clarisse La Rue || Cabin 5

Will Solace || Cabin 7

Silena Beauregard || Cabin 10

Drew Tanaka || Cabin 10

Conner Stoll || Cabin 11

Travis Stoll || Cabin 11

Ethan Nakamura || Cabin 16

Camp Jupiter

Frank Zhang || Praetor

Hazel Levesque || Praetor

Jason Grace || Praetor

Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano || Huntress of Diana

Gods

Apollo || Lestor Papadopulous

Aphrodite || Venus

Ares || Mars

Hephaestus || Fulcan

Hades || Pluto

Persephone || Perserpina

Hermes || Mercury

Dionysus || Bacchus

Extra

Lityerses || Son of Midas & Demeter

Rachel Elizabeth Dare || Oracle of Delphi

[car-sounds]

Hi! I would like to request a headcanon about how would arcana twilight characters express their love in daily life. Thank you:) I love your headcanons!

How They Show Their Love

FIRST HEADCANONS ON THIS ACCOUNT (Sorry this took a while(to the other person who sent a request I'm working on it don't worry))

Main Arcana Twilight cast (+Rigel) x reader

2nd person

1062 words

Arcturus 

I think Arcturus shows his love with homemade gifts and words of affirmation. 

He believes handmade gifts are the most meaningful and likes to give them as a way of showing his dedication to you.

The most common type of these gifts are things he's knitted for you, usually socks and sweaters.

He also gives you compliments and encouragement as much as possible throughout the day.

He doesn’t care how small an accomplishment seems; he's always ready to tell you he's proud or that you did a great job.

He also likes receiving encouragement from you and makes sure to thank you with a big smile and a little kiss.

He can be very busy at times but always tries to use guide committee duties to spend time with you by asking for your assistance.

Other than your lips his favorite place to kiss you is your cheek or the tip of your nose.

Alpheratz 

Alpheratz shows his affection mainly through physical touch.

Throughout the day whenever he gets close enough, he leans against you, draping his body against yours (if you’re shorter than him or when you’re sitting down then he likes resting his chin on your head).

If you aren’t the biggest fan of this physical affection he tones it down to something you’re comfortable with.

He’s shown you all his napping spots, and when you’re not busy he asks you to nap with him.

If you do agree to join him then he pulls you in as close as possible into his chest and makes sure you’re comfortable before dozing off.

He likes giving you little kisses favorite places other than your lips are your nose and the top of your head.

Other than physical touch another one of his love languages is gift-giving.

He insists on fully paying for every date, only letting you pay if you beg him to let you pay.

Anything you express interest in buying is purchased by him immediately, no matter the cost.

Spica

Taking time out of his busy days to spend time with you.

Even when he has mountains of paperwork to complete he makes sure to spend a portion of his day on giving you the attention you deserve.

On a less busy day, he takes you on full dates.

On the busier days, he makes sure to be by your side giving you bits of physical touch and praise.

He's not the best at directly expressing his affection for you.

He prefers showing you through acts of service and gift-giving the most.

Helping you complete your assignments for Contell and giving you thought-out solutions to your personal problems.

He also gives you occasional gifts for no specific reason. Sometimes small like a snack he remembered you talking about, and sometimes a bigger gift like beautiful pieces of Jewelry. 

His favorite place to kiss you other than the lips is the back of your hand or the top of your head.

Sirius

Sirius’s preferred love languages are physical touch and quality time.

He constantly sneaks up right behind you to wrap his arms around you.

If you don’t like this he switches his greeting to something you both enjoy

He enjoys messing with you a lot.

Teases you about being interested in him even when you have been dating for a while.

Spends most of his free time around you, he likes to drape his body against you while he’s talking to you.

His favorite places to kiss you other than the lips are the top of your head and the back of your hand.

He’s in your room more than you are, he hangs out there like he owns the place and rushes to greet you at the door when you come back to your dorm.

Sirius is hesitant to be fully vulnerable with you and his cocky attitude is the best way he is able to show his love.

Vega

Vega’s favorite love languages are quality time and acts of service.

He feels the need to spend as much time together due to the fears he developed because of your pasts together.

Even if you’re interacting he wants to keep you by his side to ensure you’re protected.

Other than protecting you, he wants to make up for the time you two were separated.

His affection is mostly subtle and uses acts of service to show you how much he cares and is willing to help you.

Mostly favors like doing your laundry or running an errand, he wants to take on some of your tasks to minimize your stress.

He enjoys listening to your voice and encourages you to rant about anything on your mind for hours on end.

Always blushes and has a slight smile when you give him any kisses.

His favorite places to kiss you other than the lips are the back of your hand and forehead.

Pollux

I think Pollux prefers to show his love for you through quality time and physical touch.

He tries to spend as much of his day as possible around you.

You’ve heard from the others on numerous occasions that they’ve seen Pollux rushing around Contell asking anyone if they’ve seen you.

At first, people thought it was an emergency but after a while and after talking to you they realized he’s just being clingy.

Once he’s by your side it takes a lot for him to agree to leave your side. 

He really enjoys holding your hand, it makes him feel closer to you.

His favorite places to give you kisses other than your lips are your cheek or the tip of your nose.

He always tells you about his day and asks about yours making sure to show you he’s listening the whole time.

Rigel

I think Rigel’s love language would be an act of service.

Just like Spica, he doesn’t outwardly express his affection to you too often. 

He prefers giving you help with classwork and any work the guide committee has assigned to you.

If you pay attention to how he acts around others compared to how he acts with the other sorcerers he’s more laid back around you.

When you two are alone he’s still serious but smiles more often and gets a little bit more physically affectionate.

His favorite place to kiss you other than your lips is on your cheek.

(I don’t know much about him so sorry if he got mischaracterized)

[readychilledwine]

The Whore Home Masterlist

(Aka the dark villain smut no one asked for)

If you're here, me too, friend. Me too.

✨️warning, it's all smut and all unhinged here✨️

Beron Vanserra

A Debt Paid in Full - Your father shouldn't have sent his prettiest daughter after refusing to pay his Tithe

Amarantha

Unnamed Smut Fic (x reader x dark!rhysand) Coming soon

Pollux

Best Friend's Sister (x Hunt's Sister!Reader)(coming soon)

Apollion

Deal with the Devil (Ruhn/bryce sister!Reader) (coming soon)

[clappingandcheering]

(Pollux x Reader) "The Party of a Lifetime"

Warnings: None; you and Pollux are at a party when he pulls you aside for some quiet time together.

The music from the camp's impromptu party blared in the distance, a mix of beats and laughter echoing through the trees as campers gathered around a huge bonfire. It was a rare night at Camp Half Blood—a night where everything was meant to be carefree. Pollux had been working on this party for days, and now, as the camp buzzed with excitement, it was clear that the Apollo cabin’s charismatic and endlessly creative leader had pulled out all the stops.

You hadn’t really planned on going. Parties weren’t your thing—especially not after a long day of training. But when you passed by the clearing where the party was being held and saw the glow of fairy lights, the sound of music, and the familiar faces of friends laughing, something in you changed. You’d been cooped up in your cabin all evening, and maybe—just maybe—you could use a little fun.

You stepped closer, adjusting the straps of your sandals, not sure what to expect, when suddenly a loud voice cut through the noise.

“Hey, you! You have to be here! This party is literally for you!”

You froze, and to your surprise, Pollux himself was walking towards you, arms wide, his grin as bright as ever. You couldn’t help but smile back, even though you were caught off guard.

“Pollux?” you asked, raising an eyebrow. “You threw a party... for me?”

He nodded as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Of course! I mean, who else would I throw a party for? The person who has the best chance of surviving my questionable party planning, that’s who!” His eyes glinted with playful mischief, and before you could protest, he handed you a cup. “First drink’s on me.”

You laughed, taking the cup from him. "I don't know about this. I've seen some of your parties."

“Exactly!” he grinned, winking. “You’ll love this one. Trust me.”

With that, he led you further into the crowd, weaving through campers who were chatting, dancing, and laughing. The bonfire crackled merrily, and the scent of roasted marshmallows and warm food lingered in the air.

Pollux was right. The night was magical, in a way that only a party at Camp Half-Blood could be. You found yourself loosening up as the music played, the energy of the crowd pulling you in. As the night wore on, you noticed that Pollux seemed to have this effortless way of making everyone feel welcome. His charisma was infectious, his laugh contagious, and it wasn’t long before you were pulled into conversation after conversation.

But amidst the noise, the excitement, and the chaos of the party, your eyes found him again—Pollux, standing by the fire, watching everyone around him with that mischievous twinkle in his eye. And somehow, his gaze locked with yours from across the clearing.

“Hey!” he called over the music, and you felt your heart race slightly at the way his voice cut through everything. “Come on, let’s get some air.”

Before you could respond, he was already walking towards you, a confident grin on his face. You blinked, wondering if maybe you had imagined that brief moment of eye contact, but when you caught his gaze again, you knew he meant it.

“Air?” you asked with a laugh, stepping away from the crowd. “Pollux, are we really escaping the greatest party ever just for—”

“You’ll see,” he interrupted, his voice lighthearted but with an edge of mystery that made you curious.

He led you to the edge of the woods, a quieter spot away from the campfire. The night was quieter here, with only the soft rustling of the trees and the distant hum of the party behind you.

“Okay, now,” Pollux said, turning to face you. “Tell me what you think.”

You glanced around, a little confused. “What exactly am I supposed to think?”

With a flourish, Pollux gestured to the scene he had set up—a small blanket spread out under a clearing of trees, surrounded by lanterns. It was intimate and peaceful, a far cry from the wild chaos of the party.

“You’re the first person I’ve ever invited here,” he said a little sheepishly. “It’s where I go when I need a break from all the ��Apollo’ chaos. Thought you might like it.”

You looked at him, suddenly seeing a different side of Pollux—a side that wasn’t so much about the attention or the jokes, but the moments of solitude, the quiet connections. You smiled softly.

“I didn’t know you had this side to you,” you admitted.

Pollux shrugged, but his grin softened. “Most people think I’m just the loud one at the campfire, but yeah, there’s more to me than that.”

You sat down on the blanket besides him, the sound of the party still faintly in the background but feeling miles away. For a while, there was just the peaceful quiet of the forest, the occasional crackle of leaves, and the presence of someone who’d become a surprising but welcome companion.

After a moment, Pollux broke the silence, his voice quieter than you expected. “You know, I’m glad you came tonight.”

You raised an eyebrow. “Oh really? Because I don’t exactly blend in at parties.”

“I’m serious,” Pollux said with a shrug. “You make the place feel less like a ‘big’ event and more like a good time. Plus, I don’t know if anyone else would’ve come to this quiet little spot with me.”

There was something in his tone that made your heart skip. You looked at him, your voice softer now. “I’m glad you showed me this place. It’s nice.”

Pollux smiled, his eyes softening. For a moment, it seemed like the whole world had faded except for the two of you—two people who had been drawn together by something unspoken but undeniable.

Then, as if he couldn’t help it, Pollux leant in, his hand brushing yours, a warmth settling between you.

“You know, if I had known you’d be the highlight of my party, I would’ve thrown one just for you,” he said, his voice quiet but filled with sincerity.

You couldn’t help but smile. “You’re not so bad yourself, Pollux.”

His grin widened, and for the first time tonight, it wasn’t about the party, the music, or the crowds. It was about this—this quiet, unexpected connection between you both.

As the night continued on, you and Pollux sat there, far from the chaos of the party, where the stars above you seemed to shine just a little brighter.

And in that moment, with the soft sound of crickets and the distant thrum of the party, it felt like maybe, just maybe, this was exactly where you were meant to be.

[sleepytwilight]

You seems like you really love angst. How about making artw men baby trap Summoner

I love angst but no way I'm making tha—

Warning: non-con, force pregnancy, manipulation, gatekeep, gaslight, Arcturus being the delusion yandere, Sirius is actually helpful.

𝔸𝕣𝕔𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕦𝕤

You desperately wanted to go home. That's all what you wanted which confused Arcturus.

Are you not happy with him? He did everything for you and yet you wanted to leave him?

He won't let that happen.

He spiked your drink, letting you get drunk. Of course he doesn't want to do it but can you blame him? It's your fault for wanting to leave.

Arcturus did not hesitate to accused you for forcing him to sleep with you. Letting you completely helpless... He forgives you, after all he is Arcturus.

He convinced the guide committee members to let you stay because you're carrying his child after all.

𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕒

Spica always wanted you to stay, he even said it he want you to rely on him only. Still you want to go back home?

Oh dear... At least this man is not worse than Arcturus but still... ...

He trick you on sleeping with him, let you believe you wanted this.

Your relationship is just full of lie and toxicity, damn you can't catch a break.

ℙ𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕦𝕩 idea by @chaoticwriting

Pollux will be very very very very.... Complicated.

He want you to stay, he really do but what should he do? You want to go back to your world and you already figured out way home.

That's when he realized something, he's going to guilt trip you to have a baby with him.

His cuteness is the key, can you really refuse him? No... Not really- even if you did, he'll still force himself on you.

Then lie he didn't mean to and it was just an accident but he is ready to take full responsibility.

𝔸𝕝𝕡𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕫

I honestly can't image this guy baby trapping you.

Maybe when he realized he was your past life lover, maybe he want you and him to be together again?

But you insist wanting to go home and ignore your history with him...

You made this by yourself, you leave him no choice. If only you agree on staying.

𝕊𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕦𝕤

Naur but Sirius brain cells suddenly coming back and he was speechless in 69 languages like wtf the sorcerers are doing.

He definitely will not baby trapping you, he did everything just for you to have freedom and the guide sorcerers are trying to take that away from you?

Nu-uh more homicide for him.

He probably had to kidnapped you but for good reasons okay, he have to keep you safe from them especially Arcturus until the rift is open again.

Don't be surprised when he treat you nicely- he just want you to feel safe.

𝕍𝕖𝕘𝕒

Vega just got you back but yet you wanted to leave already? Oh you... Always the reason why he's heartbroken.

He don't want you to leave him again but what possibly he can do to make you stay...?

Then he remembers something from mid eartheim, he remembers seeing news. That's his plan now.

Please don't blame him, it's your fault like always. You're the one to blame... You did this to yourself and face the consequences.

Vega honestly will take you to his home, at least you can have sorceress Gianna for your emotional support.

If you think sorceress Gianna will support his actions, nah she slapped Vega for doing this to you.

[starsspeaker]

I haven’t played ArTw for that long, but the character dynamics are peak friend group behaviour:

Summoner: Is stabbing someone immoral?

Pollux: Not if they consent to it.

Alpheratz: Depends on who you're stabbing.

Arcturus: YES??!!?

[in1-nutshell]

Man imagine Oberon, Ophelia, and Ironhold all in the same TFP universe. They’d probably make me immensely sad bc they’d all be really sad and scared on the Nemesis

This sounds like a great request!

Please someone request or commission this in the future!

All three of them are loyal to the Decepticon cause.

They were all there when the faction formed.

Each of them going through training (Though to make things interesting Megatron doesn't go too hard on Ophelia. Not going too far, he knows how protective the others are...)

The trio seeing the faction so splintered and broken under their father's leadership and being affected by dark energon...

Oberon and Ironhold being Ophelia's bodyguard's since there are certain mechs on board that would take advantage of her size.

Ophelia wishing she could do more for her siblings and assumes leadership position for them when Megatron leaves.

Uncle Soundwave loving his nephew, niece, and nibling and wishing he could do more for them..

[tinkerbellsgf]

Cassie Parker

Daughter of Dionysus

Her name means “shining over man" which is like super slay and cool

Her last name doesn't really have that much of a meaning

Her mother, Erika Parker literally sucks so bad

She was super neglectful of Cassie

But luckily she had a babysitter and she was with her until Cassie had to go to camp

Her name was Ms. Adriana

But we'll get into that later

Her full name is Cassandra but nobody minus her "mother" calls her that and she rarely sees her mother since she left for camp

Pretty much as soon as she got to camp she was claimed by Mr. D.

He just walked up to her

Took a giant sip of his diet coke, pointed at her and went like

"Yeah that kids mine"

Out of the three Dionysus kids, Cassie was the first one to get there

Then it was Castor and Pollux

Her main weapon is a pole-arm and she's very very skilled with it

She's super super close with the Stolls and Katie Gardener

The four of them sneak out of camp often just to fuck around in the mortal world

Little fun fact: Her brothers are named after the Gemini twins and her zodiac sign is Gemini

Since her dad is the god of madness and insanity

She has control over it

And she's sent several of her mom's boyfriends into the psych ward

She can also control grapevines and has strangled the Stolls and her own brothers with them several times before when they're being annoying

Also whenever Connor makes a move for her wallet (which he does like way too many times)

A grapevine smacks his hand away

All four Dionysus kids have an addiction to a specific drink and for Cassie is Cherry Coke

Most of the time at camp you'll find her sitting on the steps of her cabin, either being pranked by the Stolls or pranking with them

Cassie has some immunity to alcohol. Her brothers have this too but it's more obvious with her because she actually drinks

Her hobbies include, pranking with her friends, losing at pinochle against her dad and yelling at Connor for stealing her wallet for the nth time this week

Her style is a lot of small shirts and big pants

She also has a leather jacket she'll wear from time to time

For training she wears a regular camp-half-blood t-shirt and a pair of shorts

There are a few things about her story that I left out so if I can muster up the creativity to start writing a series about Cassie after I start my Nadia series there ya go

[lunaressa]

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