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gr4cier4cie · 2 months ago

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♡ bet you wanna love me now ♡ 3

or: something's changed between you and lewis since the accident, something neither of you is willing to explicitly name. that doesn't mean you don't feel it, and that certainly doesn't mean it's not there. fem!engineer!reader x lewis hamilton (arranged/political marriage au) pt 1, pt 2

warnings: none, lil angst, a lil fluff, THIS IS IT MY FRIENDS THE MOMENT YOU HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR I FINALLY GOT OFF MY ASS AND WROTE THIS!! mwah mwah mwah love you all thank you for waiting!!

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y/nhamilton back in the office!! thank you so much to everyone for all the sweet messages, i'll see you on the grid soon!! 💌

lewishamilton you take that teddy bear everywhere with you since i bought it (please tell me it's not my replacement) (♡ by author) └ y/nhamilton it's just an extension of you!!

yourbestfriend let it be known that lewishamilton texted me thirty times asking if you liked tea or coffee because he couldn't remember while you were recovering (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton I WAS WONDERING HOW HE KNEW THAT!! lewishamilton this is blasphemy why would you tell her

alexandrasaintmleux we've missed you my love!! ❤️ hugs and kisses from leo, charles, and i (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton i've missed you more!! (coffee after the race this weekend? please say yes) └ alexandrasaintmleux i'd never say no to that!! 💫

username37 OMG THE TEDDY BEAR IS THE CUTEST THING IVE EVER SEEN KILL ME NOW

username38 and the way lewis said he got it for her has me dead └ username39 he loves her your honor

username40 MAMA Y PAPA. MAMA Y PAPA.

username41 y/nhamilton did you name the teddy bear?! (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton his name is hammie ❤️ (as in hammertime)

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y/nhamilton went back to work -> took a break from work -> going back to work

lewishamilton when did you get that first picture of me? lewishamilton side note: you still owe me a hike (♡ by author) └ y/nhamilton 1. took it while you were laughing at my cooking skills (not cool) 2. NOT A CHANCE IN HELL KEEP DREAMING 💖

yourbestfriend JESUS IS THERE A CHANCE YOU'RE GETTING HOTTER AS YOU AGE (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton i mean its possible my husband's practically a dinosaur and look at him!! 💖

scuderiaferrari PLEASE COME BACK YOU TWO. PLEASE. I AM BEGGING YOU. (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton reporting for duty tommorow morning!! lewishamilton THIS WAS HER IDEA IT WAS NOT MINE └ y/nhamilton LEWIS!!

alexandrasaintmleux so beautiful you two xxx see you soon!! (♡ by author)

y/nhamilton my girl!! love you more than words can describe!! 💖

username42 okay who else is here after THAT thread on x went viral

username43 ME ME ME ME └ username44 i love these two but like... why is y/n proving the point rn she put pictures of her and lewis and got 2 mill likes IN LIKE TWO DAYS

username45 i mean y/n can't help it if she's likeable or famous she's her own person too lewis didn't get her degree for her lol

username46 i mean she CAN help it by not using him for clout maybe....

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[YOUTUBE: Lewis Hamilton Answers to the Internet]

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y/nhamilton 11.10.25. thought we'd go for a round two, sans the contract. i love you for real and for forever, lewishamilton. not even death can part us. not after what it took to get here.

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note: AND THAT'S THE END OF THE BET YOU WANNA LOVE ME NOW UNIVERSE WHY AM I SAD!! thank you thank you thank you for bearing with me while i cranked this one out, i know the timeline's a little fast but when you know you know!!! mwah from gracie, always and forever!!! taglist: @mxdi0, @ashley-k, @mayax2o07, @1-of-my-many-obsessions, @sunny44, @widow-cevans, @1-queenofpotatoes-1, @dramaticpiratellamas, @quinquinquincy, @ihaveitprinteddout, @i-love-sirius-black7, @nic0-hischier, @isagrace22

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mathitas · 6 months ago

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The seven (and Nico and Will) take care of you when you're sick

HOO seven plus Nico and Will x Gn!Reader

Percy

When Percy realised you were sick, he got even more protective over you. He wouldn’t let you go fight or exercise and tried to keep you in your cabin most of the time, even dealing with Mr. D’s lectures.

You couldn’t even fight back when you saw his efforts in making you feel better.

He tried making you comforting (blue) food, and he always told you how his mother always used to make it when he was a young kid.

He’d be so annoying, to be fair, but he would also pamper you a lot, getting you everything you’d ask for, except letting you do anything that would tire you out. You were sick! Let him do it instead! You need to rest!

“Let me get up,” you whined as you struggled to get Percy off of you, “no! No training for today, doctor’s orders,” he hugged you tighter, trying to keep you still. You just struggled more, until you eventually gave up. “You’re not even a doctor” you sighed and he just gave you a cheeky grin, “but I’m your boyfriend.”

Annabeth Chase

She’d stay in bed with you, reading a book, even reading it to you, if you asked so. You just loved hearing your firm girlfriend’s voice when you were sick. She’d gently explain everything her book said to you since it was about complex architecture, if you didn’t understand the chapter well.

She’d also request for you not to do much for the day and scold you if you decide to train anyway. She’d ask you to at least let her help you if she really can’t stop you.

She’d hold you and probably make fun of the way you sound and sleep when you’re sick, just to be mean to you and watch you smile and get mad at her comments.

“Did you actually fall asleep?” she asked, as she finished reading a chapter she got particularly passionate about. She sighed as she got no answer before a smile took over her face. “You look like a duck, a very sick one” she chuckled to herself before closing her book and planting a soft kiss on your forehead before drifting off to some rest as well.

Jason

He would try to keep calm and stay collected, but he’s actually worried as hell. When he saw you all sick and weak, he couldn’t help but think you were dying or something. So he would try to stay close to you, and get information about how you were feeling quietly.

Once you told him you’d get better soon, he calmed down a bit, but he was still worried. You could see how he always kept an eye on you and stopped you from doing anything, just telling you he’d “do it for you”.

He would genuinely do anything you asked him to, and when you started to get better, you might have heard him sigh from relief.

“Your face is hotter than usual,” he says, his sight switching from the wall to your face quickly as he adjusted his glasses nervously. “Yeah, I’m sick,” you answered, and he visibly tensed up. You could see him slowly scooting over to you, placing your head on his shoulder. “I’ll be fine a few days.” He just nodded. “Is that so? I’m glad? Oh, stop. I’ll get it for you.” He put an arm over you and you tried to grab the termometer, and got up to get it himself

Leo

Leo would whine a lot about how you weren’t able to cuddle with him properly, or train with him, or spend time with him. Not that’s gonna stop it. If you told him you’d didn’t want him to get close to you so he wouldn’t get sick too, let me tell you… this boy DID NOT care!!!

He wants to hold you and make you feel better. Hell! He INVENTED a special dish to make you feel better, which is inspired by his mother’s special recipe.

He’d make you watch your favorite shows with him, holding you in your cabin, as he completely ignored Mr D’s scoldings (he asked for Nico’s help to get rid of him. Good thing Nico was his friend, kind of).

If you complained about him being too hot, he would loosen his hold on you (reluctantly) and probably feel a bit bad about it. But what do you want him to do? You’re all sick and cute like this;let him cuddle you!

“Hey, what do you wanna watch?” he asks as he puts the covers over you. You mumbled against his shoulder and he chuckled, “Yeah, I understood that.” He teased you as he held you a bit closer to him. “Can you make me some more?” you asked softly, pointing to the empty bowl. He looked at you happily before nodding, “thank you, Leo”. He kissed your hand as he got up and said, “No need to thank me, amor.".

Frank

Frank would definitely panic at first, getting nervous about how to treat you, especially the first times it happened. He didn’t know what to do since he was shyer early in your relationship.

However, that didn’t stop his protective side from showing.

He would probably be surprised by how frail you looked, and felt an urge to protect you like he never did before. You were a pretty impressive demigod after all, and now you looked so weak and in need of care. Of course he was gonna give it to you.

You appreciated it even more, knowing how shy he would be normally, and took all the love happily.

“Here, I got you something. It’s gonna make you feel better” he says as he handles you some medicine. “Thanks, Frank,” you said and you noticed how he didn’t walk out your room. He looked down and his face was red. He didn’t want to leave. You got up and hugged him, and he hugged you back softly. “Stay here,” you asked, and he nodded, “of course.”

Piper

Piper would be extra sweet to you, bringing you treats and offering to spend the whole day with you, to take care of you. She would accept whatever decision you make, secretly hoping you’d choose her company.

She’d ask you to do something with her, to spend time, and find some excuse to take care of you. She’d also ask if you’re just up to resting, if you said yes, she’d hold you softly as you rest against her. She wouldn’t dare to move.

In a modern AU, just know she'a gonna take a lot of pictures just because she thinks you look cute like this.

She’d probably consume some media as your eyes are closed, or read something, and she feels the happiest she’s been in a while, after everything she went through, to have you just relying on her on your sick days.

“You’re really cute, you know that?” he said softly, as you mumbled in your sleep at the sound of her voice. She chuckled as she tried to keep as still as possible. Her quiet laugh filled the room, other than your soft (or loud) snoring. She sighed happily, and gave you soft scratches, putting you into a deeper sleep.

Hazel

She would spend all of your sick days trying to find an healing spell that wasn’t too rough for your simple cold. Or whatever it was.

However, she’d do everything you ask her to do. Like, if you pleaded her to stop searching for a cure, and just spend some proper time with you, she would leave everything she was doing just to make you happy. Even tho she’d still try to find something when you’re asleep or closing your eyes.

She’d also be kind of shy at first, and wouldn’t make the first move to cuddle you if you didn’t ask first, but she was very happy when you did and she couldn’t help from enjoying herself when she got to hold you close.

She also saw you as someone she wanted to protect in that moment, and now she had you all to herself.

“Hazel, come here.” You whined as she repeated some spells silently. “Wait, I think I found the one.” You just sighed and she stopped reading out loud. “What is it?” she asked quietly.“Just spend time with me, please?” you asked, and she smiled shyly. “Alright, I’m coming.” In a few minutes you were in her arms, and in a few minutes you were out. You wondered how you were feeling so much better after a few hours’s sleep, but you quickly got your answer,

Nico

He would try to act like it was not a big deal (and it probably wasn’t) but he also wouldn’t leave your side. No way he would, genuinely. You’re stuck with him. And you couldn’t feel luckier. THE Nico Di Angelo cared about being with you through your illness, your sweet sweet (and kinda emo) boyfriend.

He would be way sweeter than usual, he’s usually pretty sweet, but he would get not only protective, but even sweeter than normal.

He’d stop you from getting out of your bed, and force to move to his cabin, because it was a “more sterilised place” than your room and you would feel better easier.

You complied, because he was right. And he cuddled you when you asked him to, even tho he tried to hide how happy he was about it.

“Hey, what if you get sick because of this?” you ask as you snuggle against his chest, “then it’d be your turn to take care of me,” you chuckle weekly, as you let out a few coughs. “You’d be insufferable,” you complain jokingly. “I always am.”

Will

Will would honestly be the best AND worst option for this. He would make you feel better immediately and be the most annoying one about it too. Gods, he wouldn’t let you do anything. He’d keep saying everything he was asking you to do was “doctor’s orders”, and not only that, you genuinely had no other choice but to do it.

We all know how annoying Will gets otherwise. You just couldn’t deal with that. And he was very proud about it.

He’d take you to the infirmary until you feel better, and trust me, you’re going to get better fast. He’s putting all of his care on you and he’s not gonna stop until you’re 100% healed.

But, if he were the one to get sick instead, he probably wouldn’t let you do much for him. He’d never really say no to some pampering.

“Will, come on, I’m good already!” He shook his head as he stopped you from getting up, “your nose is still stuffy, no way.” “Ugh… Will, come on.” “Nuh-uh, doctor’s orders,” he insisted, before you complied again “doctor’s orders, my ass” you mumbled, “what did you say?” he asked, even tho he heard perfectly, and you just rolled your eyes and said, “nothing, nothing.” He just laughed at you, and gave you a soft kiss on your cheek.

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spcherryygirl · 2 months ago

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⪩ ⪨ I'D LIKE TO HANG OUT WITH YOU FOR MY WHOLE LIFE !

✷ PAIRING. . . leo valdez !

✷ CATEGORY . . . HEADCANONS !

✷ l. valdez with a. . . writer!reader

✷ TAGS : hopeless romantic & inventor boyfriend. writer girlie with too many feelings & too many notebooks. pride & prejudice changed his life. "marry me" but it’s not a joke anymore. accidental poetry via flirting. glasses appreciation hours. arguments that end in kissing. he reads your stories like puzzles. love confessions while half-asleep. flustered genius moments. ink-stained hands meet soot-streaked cheeks. literary metaphors turned into real relationships. skirt-induced combustion. hand-on-waist boy behavior. he’s your muse & your biggest fan. ooc. possibly daughter of athena!reader?? but can be any because it's not specified & the only focus is you & leo! sweet mama. don't.

𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 NOTES !

001. some might see this as toooo ooc because leo seems less melodramatic. but take note that this is how i see leo. i don't see him as too,,,,, well,,, that(like how people on tiktok say he is), especially with a partner. i see him as more,, well. this.

002. made a pjo work just like a promised fleur !!

003. next will either be annabeth, percy, or jason.

004. hehe,,, new format. idk if it's gonna last

leo did not in a million years think he'd fall for you▰the girl who's always scribbling in a notebook & referencing 19th-century novels as if that's everyday chat.

"if i may say, your eyes are nothing short of remarkable in this lighting."

"leo, that's a car's headlights."

"doesn't make it any less true."

he calls you shakespeare as a nickname. sometimes wordsworth. once called you little miss letters & you just stared at him like,

"do you even know who that is?"

no. he didn't. he just wanted to flirt.

you read him little passages from your stories, & he sits there, chin resting on his hand, pretending to listen casually▰

oh, but his heart? screaming. because the heroine of your new book sounds a little too familiar.

"you write as if you are in love with somebody,"

your pen stops.

"perhaps i am."

he goes blank.

he creates you a mechanical bookmark that automatically turns to the last-read page at a word.

you almost cried.(you did.) he panicked.

"no no no don't cry it doesn't even blow up or anything▰"

leo completely taunts you for being a "romance snob," but as soon as you lent him pride & prejudice, he goes feral for elizabeth bennet.

"she told darcy off to his face?? QUEEN."

he meant the part where elizabeth bennet refused mr. darcy's offer to get married because of his arrogance, conceit.

he never actually says it aloud, but he re-reads sections of your novels when he can't sleep.

he's sure he can interpret your emotions from your metaphors.

your signature is so nice to him it's really not fair.

like??? how's the "i love you" you wrote on a post-it card hotter than any kiss he's ever received??

sometimes you get to read in the middle of the forge,

& he does this thing like it's pissing him off.

"babe, can you move, i don't want to weld my hand off by mistake."

but he enjoys having you there. grounding him. tempering the smoke.

you put on his tool belt one time as a joke & he is not fine.

"you can't just▰arm yourself like that."

leo is a yearner, shut up. he is. he is. he is. he is.

but not the dramatic kind.(even though he is,,,, melodramatic lol)

he just follows you around when you don't notice. eyes gentle. wondering how he happened to catch the break.

you begin to keep a journal of "things leo valdez says that belong in a novel."

he reads it. gets embarrassed.

"you really think i'm that charming?"

"no,"

you say flat out.

"i just romanticize everything."

you nearly kiss once when you proof the grammar on something he's written & he says,

"ugh, marry me then."

it's a joke. until it's not. until you're paralyzed. two inches apart.

he thinks your glasses are hot. period. especially when you're at work. "brainy babe alert."

you decipher once while sitting on his workbench, still clutching your notebook.

he pushes away just to say,

"you better be writing this down."

"shut up & kiss me, valdez."

"yes, ma'am."

you write a poem about him once & he reads it without your knowledge.

it's not even mushy▰it's witty & nice & totally him. like him him he hasn't stopped thinking about it since.

you refer to him as "my love" once in passing & he short circuits.

like. completely speechless. jaw dropped. attempts to play it cool & walks into a wall.

he reads wuthering heights just so he can argue with you about the ending.

you end up arguing under the stars for hours.(the camp is used to it by now.)

you're passionate. he's smiling.

you kiss after like it's the only thing that makes sense.

the first time he says he loves you, it's while you're half asleep on his shoulder, notebook falling off your lap.

"just so you know,"

he whispers.

"you don't have to write the perfect love story. you're already living it."

he sits behind you as you write. doesn't say a word

just observes the way your fingers move, the way you bite your pen.

sometimes he leans his chin on your shoulder & hums just to make you squirm.

"is this scene inspired by me?"

"no."

it is. he knows it is.

you wrote the smile he makes when he's trying not to, the fidgeting he does when he's anxious.

it's him. all him.

he speaks to your thighs. actually rests his cheek on them while you're editing a chapter & mutters,

"you've been ignoring me for two hours."

"leo, you're literally on my lap."

"yeah but emotionally???"

you enter the forge wearing a flowy skirt & glasses & he ignites. like literally burns something on fire. but like, he's still a goofball despite being flustered.

"oh, sweet mama! you can't just come in here looking like a hot librarian!! i'm working!!"

he's fond of when your hands are ink-stained. kisses your fingers & says,

"you're dangerous, babe. lethal. poetic. & hot."

you blink & say,

"you have soot on your nose."

he kisses you harder afterwards.

"can you stop writing while kissing me?"

"you said something good. i had to jot it down."

"i'm literally trying to seduce you."

"yeah & you're doing great. keep going."

when you're angry, you don't scream. you just write brooding metaphors about men of fire who are too proud to say they were wrong.(i'm pretty sure i've mentioned this to m. grayson hcs)

leo reads it. brings you tea. writes "i'm sorry" in scraps & sweets.

he makes you a small metal rose that folds up to have a quote from persuasion inside.

you almost faint. like total victorian swooning moment.

leo legit freaks out.

"was it too much??"

"no,"

you breathe.

"it was perfect."

kiss, kiss, kiss!

he adores when you read to him.

eyes shut, head on your lap, full boyfriend mode.

even if he doesn't get half the prose, he just loves the sound of your voice.

you kiss him in the middle of an argument.

full-on push him against a wall, glasses crooked, lips on his.

he's shocked. dazed. winded.

"okay,"

he whispers.

"you win."

he touches your waist when he's tired. or flustered. or when you're speaking too quickly & he needs to anchor himself.

"leo?"

"what? you're cute. i'm suffering."

you bring him snacks when he works & put small notes on the containers.

"eat something or i'll write a death scene for you."

he values those a lot. he values you a lot.

at times, you whisper story ideas to him as you snuggle.

he grips you tighter & mutters,

"sounds familiar."

he's your muse & he knows it. struts around like,

"i inspired five poems today. that's a record."

he reads one of your journals once & finds a line that says,

"i didn't believe in fate until he kissed me like i wrote the stars myself."

he chokes. turns red. goes to build something just to cope.

he kisses your glasses.

straight-up presses a kiss to the lens just to be annoying.

"you're so dumb."

"you love me."

"unfortunately."

you slow dance after he's done forging sometimes. no music.

just the drone of machines & your quiet laughter against his chest.

when you're feeling overwhelmed, he makes you a reading fort out of junk blankets & pillows & smuggles chocolate under the lip like a dragon sharing treasure.

he enjoys being sandwiched between your legs as you braid his hair & read poetry aloud.

he's bored. he's not. he's in love.

when he does say the words "i love you," it's soft. honest. full of love.

"i love you,"

he breathes, forehead to yours.

you whisper,

"write that down."

he laughs. he kisses you.

"i already did."

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onyxluvjiro · 21 days ago

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Alan x reader smut

18+ Minors DNI

Prev.... Next

- car sex with Alan

- closeted perv Alan

- pantie sniffer Alan

- no pronouns, reader has a pussy and tits, Alan calls you princess once

You had responded to a series of messy text messages from the not so tech savy captain of Vagerstrom. A messy series of messages, with a few typos and multiple different sets of messages. He had requested you meet him at his car in the Vagerstrom yard, a yard filled with rough looking guys who were glaring daggers into your body, and ones who were more into fixing their cars than gawking at you.

A gruff grunt snapped you out of your daze, stopping in your tracks, you came face to face with Alan, leaning against his car as he looked at you. You tried to ignore the way his eyes drift down your body for a quick second, also trying to ignore the way his glare cuts through the crowd, his intimidation forcing the others to look away from you.

He motions you to get into the car, a secret spot that no one, besides Leo, snoops in on, and as you slide into the passenger seat he sighs. “Thank you for coming to see me.” he says, his hands folding in his lap, a serious and stern look crossing his face as he closes his eyes. You nod, turning your body in the passenger seat, facing him more as your gaze traced over his face with concern.

“You uh, you left something in my car the other day after the mission.” Alan said, opening his eyes, a faint pink dusting his cheeks only made you more curious. Alan out of all of the ghouls you've met, blushing? Your mind raced through the possibilities of what you could have left, you never realized anything from your collection of items went missing.

You quickly look around the car, turning your head to look in the back seat, only to find what you had left behind. There was a moment during the mission where you had to bring along spare clothes, and change into them, so what did you forget in his car?

A pair of maroon colored panties, a pretty and floral patterned one, adorned with lace up at the top. You let out a surprised noise, turning around and looking straight out the window in front of you, too embarrassed to even look him in his eyes. “Oh my god Alan I’m so sorry.” you say, pressing your face into your hands, your face burning hot with embarrassment, the car suddenly feeling a little too suffocating.

He leans back, reaching behind him and taking the underwear in his hands, holding it out for you to take. You take it from him, grabbing the fabric, the fabric that was in his car for the past 12 hours, which should be completely dry.

…

Yet as your hand makes contact with your underwear you can't help but to feel it, feeling a wet patch right on the crotch area. Knowing it couldn't be your fault the underwear is wet, you glance in his direction. He must have come to some sort of realization because his face turns deep red, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. “Alan.” you start to say, turning to him fully again. “Did you, use my panties?”

Alan swallows thickly, a moment of silence ringing throughout the car. You could tell he was debating on whether or not to come clean, the idea of him doing something so perverted, and so dirty almost seemed like a fever dream. He was supposed to be the tough captain of his house, not a perv, not someone weak enough to fall for your charm. Your mind wanders a bit, a few ideas of what he could have done while in the possession of your underwear, and it only made your core throb.

“Yeah, I did. I'm sorry MC.” He says, his eyes studying your face for any hint of disgust, but not finding any, in fact he could only see your thighs pressed together as the thoughts of what Alan had done with your underwear raced in your mind. “I don't mind it, as long as you tell me what you did, in fact, why don't you show me?”

…

It was a slow process, shyness ebbing away as the car get hotter as you watch Alan’s hand trails down to his crotch, unzipping and pulling his cock out, hands fumbling to take your panties away from your hands and onto his cock. Before he starts he dribbles some spit down onto his cock. You watch with wide eyes as he slowly starts to pump his hand up and down on his cock, rough moans slipping out of Alan’s mouth as the shyness disappears and need starts to fill its place.

You watch him masturbate using your underwear, a scene you never thought you would be watching, something you never thought you’d enjoy so much. As more deep grunts and moans spill from his lips, the more worked up you get, and the more your restraint and logic fly out the window. Before you can even stop yourself you grab his collar, watching his eyes shoot open as yours close, pressing your lips together in a kiss.

The kiss turned heated quickly, his tongue pushing past your lips as his hands find your shoulders, pushing you down onto the seat of the car. He crawls on top of you, reaching to the side of the seat to push it back and down. As he pulls back from the kiss, eyes blown wide with lust mixed with a sort of concern or possibly a sort of insecurity. It vanishes only slightly when you cup his face softly, thumb brushing against his cheek.

“How far do you want to take this? I need to know.” He asks, his hands on either side of your face, gazing deeply into your eyes. “I don't want to hurt you.” He whispers the last part as if it was a secret, something he's kept hidden from everyone including himself.

“I want you Alan.” Those words you spoke only seemed to spur him on more, leaning in he kissed your lips once before kissing down your neck, finding the spot right behind your ear, sucking that spot. You keen, soft moans slipping out of your lips as one of his hands trail under your shirt, grazing your soft skin, fingers kissing up to your chest, slipping under your bra. Your head hits the headrest of the seat, a breathy moan passing your lips as you feel his thumb brush over your nipple.

“Gonna have you ride me princess, see how well you can take me.” He says, helping you slip off your underwear under the uniform skirt before clumsily trading places with you, laying back against the passenger seat as you are seated on his lap. You take the underwear you had just taken off, tossing it onto his face as you grind your bare cunt against his bare cock, the delicious feeling of his cockhead grazing against your clit made you moan.

You look up at Alan, seeing as he had taken the underwear off of his face and was now sniffing it. “Never imagined you to be so dirty Alan.” you smile, rolling a condom he had handed you onto his cock, jerking his cock off a bit. “I’m not usually, but when it comes to you, I can't help it.” He groans, chest rising and falling with deep breaths.

You position yourself over his cock, taking a deep breath before sinking down slowly, a breathy moan spilling out of your lips as you take more and more of his cock into your pussy. Alan was not faring any better either, your tight hole sucking up his cock so greedily, a moan passing his lips when you fully sank down.

Nothing could prepare him for when you finally got adjusted and started moving your hips. A curse passes his lips as his hands tighten their hold on your hips, helping you move your hips and bounce, the car getting hotter and hotter, the windows starting to fog up, though no one could see what was going on anyway considering the darkness of the tint. The only way anyone could know what was going on in the car was the gentle rocking of the car as you rode his cock, feeling the sickeningly sweet feeling of his happy trail grinding along your clit. The head of his cock hitting your sweet spot every time.

It didn't take long for your orgasm to come crashing down on you, with a shout and a moan of his name, you cum, back arching. Alan continues to have you bounce on his lap with his hands lifting you and dropping you with ease, his hips thrusting up as well. As you come down from your high Alan’s hips stutter, burying his cock deep into your wet heat, cumming in the condom with a deep moan.

The two of you sit there for a moment before your legs start to cramp up, your neck hurting a bit from craning it while riding him in such a small space. After a bit of movement, Alan ends up back in the driver's seat, you sitting in the passenger's seat, a silence only broken by your words. “I enjoyed that, oh also,” you say, tossing him your panties you wore today, taking the old ones with you as you step out of the car. “Keep it.” You wink, closing the car door and heading off.

#tokyo debunker #tkdb #tkdb smut #tokyo debunkers smut #tokyo debunker x reader #alan mido #alan mido x reader #alan mido smut

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hotmessexpress420 · 7 months ago

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Discussing Spin the Bottle with Leonardo (Leo x Reader)

(re-uploaded from 2020)

(also yes the formatting is different but we're just gonna roll w it)

It was the morning after the party. You woke up alone in your makeshift bedroom, only a little confused. You swore you remembered Leo bringing you to bed last night-

Or was that just a dream? Didn’t you just kiss, nothing more?

Oh, yeah. You remembered now. Spin the bottle.

You remembered going to bed after far too many drinks, and Leo walking you there. He had told you goodnight. He kissed your cheek.

Man, that felt good.

You finally made your way out of your room and straight to the kitchen. You knew tea was the usual go-to drink in this family, but damn it, you needed coffee and Tylenol.

“Morning.”

You jumped at the voice. “What the- Oh! Leonardo. You’re awake.”

The blue-masked terrapin smiled at you, gesturing to two mugs on the counter. “I made you some coffee. I didn’t know how many creams or sugars you like, so it’s just black. Hope that’s okay.”

He made you coffee?

You felt like you could melt.

You walked towards him and slowly added as much sugar and cream as you liked. “So… That party last night, huh?”

“That sure was somethin’,” he said with a nod, not looking at you.

“Sure was.” You slowly brought the coffee to your lips.

“We’ve never thrown a party like that before,” he said after a silence. “It was really fun.”

You cleared your throat. “Oh, yeah? What was your favorite part?”

You were positively dying to know. You had basically planned that entire party around the whole point of kissing him. You were just so drawn to him, drawn to who he stood for and what he stood for. Not to mention his looks.

Yeah, sure, he was a turtle. But it wasn’t like he was an ordinary turtle. Belle fell for the Beast when he wasn’t human.

Not that you wanted to turn him human, you were sure he was just fine-

You could feel your cheeks getting hotter.

Stop overthinking.

“The games were pretty fun,” he said carefully. “Good food, good drinks, fun games, good company.”

“I hope I didn’t go too far,” you said softly.

Leonardo looked at you with a frown. “What do you mean?”

You shrugged. “You know. The games. Specifically that last one. Hope I didn’t push any… Boundaries.”

“You’re specifically referring to Spin the Bottle, aren’t you?”

“Maybe.”

He hummed, looking into his mug of coffee. “I thought it was fun.”

You were both dancing around the topic you both knew you wanted to talk about. One of you had to break eventually.

“Was there anybody you were hoping to land on?” you asked finally, internally crossing your fingers. Me, me, me, say me.

“Considering my options? I’d say I landed on who I had hoped for.”

He wasn’t going to admit it easily. You told yourself it didn’t sting, but damn. It kind of did.

“Your options, besides your brothers, were April, Casey, Vern, or me.”

“Yup. I’d say the bottle chose well.”

Okay, he was giving a little now.

You set the coffee mug down on the table and turned to face him. “Two can play at this game, boy.”

“Another game?” the terrapin smirked, but judging from his eyes, he wasn’t being sarcastic. He was being… Playful?

��Another game,” you confirmed, but then you sighed. “The only reason you hoped for me wasn’t because I was the only girl option that wasn’t taken, right?” You spoke softly now.

He followed your lead, setting his coffee down and turning to face you, hands crossed over his chest. “I can’t say that was the only reason, Y/N.”

“Did you want to kiss me?”

“Maybe.”

You groaned in frustration. “Why are guys like this? Dodging around questions, never giving a straight answer- men are so-”

You stopped when you felt his lips against yours. It was a familiar feeling, but also different. You were both sober now. You could really take in the moment.

It was over too soon.

He pulled away. “Is it so bad that I wanted to kiss you just because I wanted to?”

“No,” you said. “It’s bad that last night’s kiss lasted longer than that one.”

“Who am I to deny you?” he gave you a half smile before pulling you against him, wrapping his arms around you.

It took you by surprise, definitely, but it wasn’t an unwanted advance. You were just surprised he was doing this so easily.

Oh, God. He wasn’t still drunk, was he?

It felt like an eternity before he pulled away, but it still didn’t feel like enough. It was like a drug, and now that you had a taste, you wanted more.

“There’s just… Something about you that draws me to you,” he told you quietly, leaning his forehead against yours. “I hope I’m not being too forward.”

Words, Y/N. Use words. You can do it. It’s word time.

But you couldn’t find any.

“Uh…”

Leonardo took a step back. “I was being too forward, wasn’t I?”

You shook your head quickly. “No, no! I just… I’m surprised is all. You’re really drawn to me?”

“A girl from a different dimension comes into our lives, is accepted by our father, throws a party just for me and my family? Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be? I mean, look at you.”

You frowned. “Besides being from a different dimension, I’m really nothing special. Believe that. I’m not. I’m just a girl who somehow ended up here.” You considered saying ‘the wrong place’, but it didn’t feel right to say that. It didn’t feel wrong for you to be here.

Was that so bad?

Maybe it was selfish of you.

“I feel like I have an unfair advantage here,” you said.

Leonardo snorted. “Really? How so?”

“I came into this universe already knowing who you were. I know how you act, how you think kind of, how you grew up. Who you know. What you’ve done. It’s like you’re dating your stalker.”

“Dating?”

Oh, shit. Did you just say that? “Um…” Come on, Y/N. Remember those words? Use those words!

“In my opinion, it makes things just a little bit easier. I don’t have to explain myself to you, why I am who I am,” he told you, placing a three-fingered hand on your shoulder gently. “Trust me, Y/N, I don’t think of you like our stalker. Maybe an admirer.”

“It doesn’t weird you out?” You looked up at him.

“Not really.”

You breathed a sigh of relief. He didn’t think you were like a stalker.

“I did not mean to insinuate that we’re dating,” you said quickly. “It just kind of slipped out.”

He smiled at you. “I’m sure.”

You squinted at him. “Right. Where were we?”

For a terrapin who had never had a kiss before the night before, Leonardo sure knew how to lift you onto the counter (and not knock down those precious coffees) to give you a better angle to, you know, kiss him.

You hoped nobody walked in. This was not how you wanted Master Splinter to see you with his beloved eldest son.

#tmnt x reader #leo tmnt #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtle imagine #tmnt imagines #tmnt bayverse #bayverse leonardo #leonardo hamato #tmnt leonardo

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 1 year ago

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Crushing On A Classmate

MM!Turtles x reader

A/N: I am not American and have never been to an American high school, so I’m just guessing based off of movies and what little I know.

Warnings: Just spelling and sweet Mutant Mayhem stuff💙❤️💜🧡

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Leonardo:

Leonardo would subtly try to impress you with his skills. He'd offer to help with homework, carry your books, and be your study partner, all while fumbling over his words, making his face feel hotter and hotter with every word.

Doing those times he brought you to the sewer to do homework together, he might showcase his expertise with his swords, hoping to catch your attention. He's protective, making sure you're always safe, and tries to be your personal hero. But then you would remind him that you still had homework due for tomorrow.

Leo would definitely be nervous around you, especially in the beginning. His usually somewhat calm and collected demeanor might falter, and he'd find himself stumbling over words or overthinking every interaction. Like that one time you didn’t hear him say hey. Left him in bed for days, wondering if you hated him all of a sudden.

When you sit next to him in class, Leo would feel a mix of excitement and anxiety. He'd try to act nonchalant, but you might catch him stealing glances at you. He'd be attentive, always ready to lend a helping hand if you need notes or assistance with anything, even if his hands would shake around his pencil.

Back at the lair, Leo would unintentionally bring you up in conversation more often than he realizes, with a dreamy look in his eyes. His brothers would pick up on it and start teasing him about his newfound interest.

Donatello might playfully analyze Leo's behavior, while Michelangelo and Raphael would make sly comments, causing Leo to blush and stammer in response. He was almost ready to die whenever they would do it with you around.

Michelangelo would tease him by singing love songs whenever you're mentioned, making Leo wish he could retreat into his shell.

Splinter, being wise, would observe Leo's actions and share a knowing smile. He'd offer guidance on matters of the heart, reminding him that it's okay to be vulnerable and express his feelings. Yet his dad would talk about love and dating as if he was an expert, especially after Scumbug had made her way into his life.

Leo might not openly admit to his crush, but his brothers knew straight away. He couldn’t keep a secret, and especially not when it came to you, but he tried. But after Raph just asked him once, Leo broke down admitting to everything. Yes he found you attractive, and yes he really wanted you to be his human girlfriend!

Raphael:

The tough and rebellious Raphael would probably act aloof at first, but deep down, he'd be more protective and caring over you than he'd like to admit. He might tease you playfully and engage in some friendly banter, but he often feared he pushed it too far, even if you laughed at his teasing.

Raphael would likely go out of his way to help you out in tough situations, and you'd catch him stealing glances when he thinks you're not looking. He did that quite often in class. Zoning out while staring at you from his seat behind you. That had caused him a lot of trouble when he didn’t follow along in school.

Raph, known for his tough exterior, would indeed feel a bit nervous around you. He might not show it openly, but his interactions might be marked by a subtle intensity, especially when he's trying to impress you.

While Raph is not one to readily ask for help, he might find excuses to be near you during group activities or projects. He'd prefer action over words, showcasing his skills and strength to get your attention.

Raph might not ask for help directly, but he'd appreciate your mental and physical strengths and secretly observe from a distance, admiring your capabilities.

At the lair, Raph would be more protective than usual. His brothers might notice him being a bit more on edge when it comes to your safety, no matter if it’s physical or emotional. Even just a little comment about you. Donnie and you liked to tease each other, but Raph did not like it at all.

Raph would likely express his crush through actions rather than words. He might offer you his jacket if you seem cold or step in to defend you during one of Donnie or Mikey's teasing episodes.

Raph's brothers would notice his crush through his protective and slightly more attentive behavior. Leonardo might be the first to pick up on it, observing the subtle signs of Raph's softer side.

Mikey would make light-hearted comments, teasing Raph about being a "hopeless romantic," while Donnie might analyze Raph's behavior more critically, telling him to quit being such a brute.

Raph wouldn't openly talk about his feelings, but his brothers would notice the extra effort he puts into being there for you and might offer some brotherly advice.

Donatello:

The tech-savvy Donatello would be the go-to person for any computer or gadget troubles you might have. He'd shyly compliment your intelligence, and you'd catch him staring as he admired your problem-solving skills with every test in front of you.

Donatello might find excuses to be close, offering to be your lab partner or working on a project together. His crush would be evident in the way he stumbles over his words, yet he would just brush it off as being a little cold, pulling his hoodie closer around him.

Donnie would be less nervous than some of his brothers, as his logical and analytical nature helps him keep his emotions in check. However, he might still find himself a bit flustered around you, especially if you catch him off guard. It had happened that he almost choked on his juice box when you greeted him during lunch.

In class, Donnie would likely be a combination of teasing and helping. He'd use his intelligence to subtly impress you, offering assistance with challenging assignments or explaining complex concepts.

Donnie might playfully challenge you to solve problems or share interesting facts, finding ways to engage your intellect and showcase his own intelligence.

The moment he learned of your shared love for anime, he was close to starting running laps around the school.

When you visited the lair to do homework with him, Donatello would continue his supportive and helpful demeanor. He might offer to assist you with any tech-related issues or share interesting discoveries he made in his little lab.

While not explicitly talking about you, Donnie's brothers might notice the extra effort he puts into making sure you're comfortable and included. Raphael might make sarcastic comments, but Leo and Mikey would likely appreciate Donnie's caring nature.

Donatello's brothers might not notice his crush right away, as he's more subtle in expressing his feelings. However, over time, they'd observe his increased attention to you and the way he seems genuinely invested in your well-being.

Raphael might make snarky remarks, teasing Donnie about his "soft spot," while Mikey would probably cheer on any potential romantic development, saying it was about time at least one of them got a girlfriend.

Leonardo would offer some brotherly advice, encouraging Donnie to be more open about his feelings and not overthink things.

Michelangelo:

The fun-loving and carefree Mikey would probably invite you to pizza parties and movie nights the moment he realized he was developing feelings for you. He'd crack jokes, hoping to see your smile, and would be the first one to suggest a group hangout. Well, it didn't take long for him to ask you to hangout with him one on one either.

Mikey would absolutely try to make you laugh in class. He'd crack jokes, share funny stories, and maybe even doodle silly cartoons on your notebooks when you're not looking. His goal would be to brighten your day and see your smile, and most definitely succeeded at that.

He might even create a silly nickname for you as a sign of affection, and you'd find random doodles in your notebooks of you and him sharing a laugh. That had cost both of you stinging looks from your teacher, whenever the two of you would snicker at your table.

Mikey would be excellent at hiding his nervousness, using his cheerful and carefree persona to mask any anxiety he might feel. He'd make it seem like he's just being his usual goofy self around you.

Coming back home from school, Mikey would be even more energetic than usual, and his brothers would notice the extra pep in his step. He'd be excited to share stories about your day and any funny incidents that happened.

Mikey might not talk extensively about you, but he would highlight how cool and awesome you are. His brothers would catch on, and Raphael might roll his eyes while secretly enjoying Mikey's infectious enthusiasm.

Michelangelo would express his admiration for you by describing your coolest moments. "Dude, you should've seen (Y/N) today! She totally aced that move when she borrowed my skateboard. It was epic!"

He'd also try to include you in their pizza nights and movie marathons, subtly finding ways to spend more time together outside of school. It was becoming more and more common to find you and him in the brothers shared room, watching movies on his or your laptop.

When teased by his brothers about his crush, Mikey would play it off with a laugh, hands behind his head and a happy smile on his face, saying, "What? (Y/N) is just super awesome, bros. Can't help but appreciate that!"

To be honest, Mikey wasn't to scared about you or anybody else figuring out about his crush on you. Of course you made his heart skip a beat whenever you were close, but he did not fear the day you would learn about it. Actually, he looked forward to it.

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aryxchse · 1 year ago

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hey pookie!!

firstly, CONGRATULATIONS 🥳🥳🥳 SO PROUD

secondly, could i get some love talk with my fav boy, leo??🤭🤭🤭

cabin three girly 🫡 who who just wants like silly goofy kisses, ya know?? like i just want to have a silly goofy time with my bf 🫶😖😖😖 (hopefully that’s enough info, if not, reach out, honey!!)

ANYWAYS I LOVE YA AND YOURE SO AMAZING AND DESERVE ALL THAOE LITTLE FOLLOWERS 😘😘

"leo, you're literally dying my forehead!" you whined.

"sorry!" leo said, quickly wiping the hair dye from your forehead.

for the past 30 minutes, you and leo were trying to dye your bangs blue. you already finished dying leo's hair, so it was your turn. and since he insisted on dying your hair because you did his, it all lead to here.

"you look so cute," leo giggled like he was making fun of you, placing a soft kiss on your nose. "i think it's done."

"yeah? you didn't left any places right?" you asked, looking at your hair from the bathroom mirror. leo carefully twisted your bangs on your forehead, which is the sight made him laugh loudly.

it was funny for you too, a twisted blue hair just staying on your forehead. you laughed with him as he kissed your neck between his giggles, keeping his hands away to not get any hair dye on your camp shirt.

the idea came from percy and annabeth, since they had matching grey strands in their hair. the reason it's being blue is because you love blue. and leo loves you, so he's down to anything you ask.

"we should wait like, around what?" he asked, lifting you up with his arms, careful enough to not touch you with his dyed hands. you sat on top of the counter, looking at your watch.

"40 minutes should be enough." you said, wrapping your arms around his neck lazyly. leo kissed the inside of your arms, leading his lips to your cheek. you giggled because his kisses made you tickle.

you guys chatted until the 40 minutes passed. you two almost forget it and start to make out, but leo suddenly burst into laughter when your bangs stick up to his forehead. you wiped his forehead then washed his hair, then he started to wash your bangs.

"people are gonna be sooo jealous lemme tell ya," he said, carefully applying shampoo on your bangs. "you look even hotter."

"i could say the same." you giggled. "blue really is your color."

the light blue strands shined in his dark curly hair, but he didn't mind. as long as it made you happy.

"alright, all done." he said, drying your bangs with the same towel he used.

"it's time to style it!" you cheered, chuckling.

you started to style your bangs with hair straightener. you smiled at leo and shaked your head a little bit to make your bangs move. "so?" you asked.

"very cute," he said, pinching your cheek. "how is mine look?" you looked at his blue curl that you did your best to style it like the rest of his hair. and to be honest, it looked so cute!

"aww, you're so pretty valdez," you said, holding his chin and kissing his nose. "look at you, like a barbie doll."

leo smirked and blinked a couple of times like a girl showing her mascara. "i know right?" he joked, you laughed and kissed his lips.

"let's show percy and annabeth who's the cutest with the matching strands."

a / n ; the queen wants the queen gets! and hopefully she likes!!

#arya's 400 follower event #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus #percy jackson series #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson imagine #all da ladies luv leo !#leo valdez x y/n #leo valdez x you #leo valdez headcanons #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez imagines #leo valdez

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queenjunothegreat · 2 months ago

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For those of you interested, here's a snippet from the college AU Valgrace slow burn I'm never gonna actually write (๑˘︶˘๑)

“So, you guys are sure you're not related?” Jason asked skeptically. “Because you're, like, weirdly identical.”

“Piper wishes we were identical,” Leo scoffed. “I’m way hotter than she is.”

Jason considered that for less than a moment before nodding. “That's true. But other than that you guys could pass as twins.”

Leo shrugged casually. “I mean, yeah, when we were little we used to—” He cut himself off with a gross sputtering sound as Jason’s word sunk in while Piper wheezed her cackling laughter at his side. “What did you just say?”

Jason blinked wide blue eyes at him in obvious confusion. “What?” Leo didn't respond beyond turning vermillion, but Jason’s phone chose that moment to ring, breaking the tension. He glanced down at the screen and winced before giving Piper and Leo an apologetic look. “Sorry, I've got to take this. I'll be right back.”

“Don’t worry about it dude, we're not going anywhere,” Leo assured him. Jason gave him one of those smiles that made Leo's stomach flutter like hyperactive butterflies, and he stood to step away.

As soon as he was gone, Leo buried his face in his arms with a groan, knowing Piper was going to pounce on him.

Right on cue, he felt her dig the knuckle of her pointer finger between his ribs and when he yelped and scowled at her, she put on a comically pitiful puppy dog pout and tapped the tips of her pointer fingers together. “Ooowwwhh, I dunno, Pipew, what if he doesn't wike me?” she mocked. "We'we jus fwends.”

“Shut up!” he seethed, clapping both of his hands to her mouth. “I hate you I hate you I hate you. Shut up.”

Piper rolled her eyes and licked his palm so he squawked and retreated. “Seriously, though. That guy is, like, overtly flirting with you. You know that, right?”

“You don’t get it; he's just like that,” he said defensively. His cheeks and heart did nothing to support his point. “He's just really earnest and sweet and nice and he just says stuff, okay? You can’t read into it. I'm sure that he would have agreed with you if you'd claimed to be the hotter one.”

“You know, maybe if he hadn't spent the entire conversation making heart-eyes at you, I'd believe you, but weeeeellll…”

Leo buried his face back in his arms. “You’re so annoying. Go away and bother someone who loves you.”

Piper made some obnoxious kissing sounds, but before she could say anything else, Jason returned to his seat. Leo looked up and was met with that warm, gentle gaze. “Sorry about that. If it was anyone else, I wouldn't have let them interrupt us, but it was my dad and he's… insistent.” Then his gaze flicked over to Piper like he'd forgotten that she was there and his eyes widened with realization. “Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't even think to ask if you wanted anything. I can go order real quick, if you'd like.”

“Nah, don't worry about it, I'm about to take off anyway,” she smiled at him. “I just wanted to check in and see how my baby brother—”

“Die.”

“—was doing.” She stood up to leave, waving at them over her shoulder. “Bye, Leo! Bye, Jason! Have fun on your date!”

Leo choked so hard his milkshake came out of his nose and he yanked the collar of his jacket up over his head and wished he could dissolve into atoms while Jason fussed over him.

He really hated his sister.

#writing blurb #valgrace #lmao this is in fact just a star catcher au you caught me #it's just a valgrace version of one of their ealy scenes and im NOT sorry #the rest of the fic wouldn’t just be rehashed star catcher tho i prommmyyyy #i just loved this one particular scene so i wanted to valgrace it

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manicpixiprincess · 2 months ago

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🏴‍☠️ ༉‧₊˚. stealin’ my heart .ᐟ pirate leo v. multi-fic.

p.s : i made a playlist for this fic if you guys want that 🤍 ALSOOOO leo and (name) don’t interact until later IM SORRY I LOVE BUILDING THE STORY FIRST, and i switch from third to first somewhere in the middle of this, happy reading! 🧘‍♀️

chapter two,

✧˚ there was a sudden ring in (name)’s ear. she paused her story as she rubbed her head. “everything okay, (nickname)?” theo asked, concern etched on his face. she shook him off, “yes, sorry.” she smiled softly at him.

theo only nodded— “sure?” he asked a second time. but this time, she only bit her lip. “what do you know about leo valdez?” she asked, standing up from her criss-crossed position, curiously.

“he’s a natural thief!” annabeth cried, a few steps away as she placed a barrel on top of another. dusting her hands on her blouse, she turned to (name). “and cocky, it’s really not a good look on that guy.” she clicked her tongue in obvious annoyance.

(name) let a giggle slip, “cocky?” she looked at theo with a raised brow, who only shrugged his shoulders. “i heard he’s really good-looking,” her brother will walked out after tending to percy’s wounds from a falling incident.

“please!” annabeth’s pitch raised, moving the barrels appropriately. percy got to help his girlfriend, “who are we talking about?” percy asked, looking up at (name) as his brows furrowed.

“leo valdez, captain of argo ll?” she repeated. percy hummed, “only seen the guy through posters. looks like a fun guy though, so does the rest of his crew.” feeling the beads of sweat roll down his forehead.

her brother walked a little closer to his younger sister, blonde hair reflecting the sun as he walked, “why the sudden interest?” he asked her with his arms crossed over his chest.

did it suddenly get hotter? (name) liked to think, or was it just her dad messing with her? she shook her head, “no.. no reason.” she looked away, afraid that her brother will easily tell she’s lying through her eyes.

“liar,” the three synced. she let out an exhale of disappointment, looking back at them with furrowed brows. “alright fine!” she could already feel the blood rush to her face. “i dreamt about him last night,” she quickly added, rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly.

gasps, well, mostly from annabeth. “dream about him? is this a specific dream or..” will raised a brow quizzically at her. she flushed a deep red, “no! no! it was.. we were in seperate rowboats, and it was cloudy, and he looked so.. so real, it felt real.”

her three crewmates all gave each other looks. “you don’t think..” will mumbled to his sister, before theo cried,

“all hands on deck for porting at hanahaki!” they all suddenly scrambled, putting in their own work to help dock stella-wren. (name) continued steering, focused on directing her ship towards the pier.

✧˚ “leo, we have no idea where this girl even is, the ocean is huge!” hazel yelled, her voice echoing across argo ll. leo wasn’t paying any attention to her, busy looking at maps as he walked around the deck.

“are you even listening?!” she yelled again. “why do you even wanna find the pirate princess so bad?” nico asked again, carving an apple to look like one of the pegasi flying by. leo finally lifted his head up, “wasn’t it rumored that she was trying to find the answer to the prophecy too?”

the curly-haired asked, avoiding the questions. his crew all stared at him in silence, a little unsure & confused.

“some crew i have,” leo rolled his eyes, tucking the map under his arm and stared out into the horizon of the endless sea. “yes.” jason came forward, “she was,” he added.

leo looked back, facing his taller best friend with an ‘how’d you know that?’ look. and it seemed that jason got the message. he cleared his throat, “the radio. but she doesn’t go by the pirate princess, or (name), she goes by wrella.”

“stella-wren,” leo responded in a whisper. “how original of her.” he tried to the hide the chuckle of impressment that slipped from his lips. “said she’s taking course up north, by the seven-seven-one coordinates.”

jason then replied, walking closer to stand beside leo, leaning his body against the rail. “so she is looking for the answer to the prophecy! you’re the man, jace!” leo patted the boy’s back, excitement rushing him. “sail to hanahaki, fellas.”

✧˚ “isn’t that..” there were whispers across the market as (name) shopped by herself, her crew took the day off to explore hanahaki. she was just looking at some trinkets, before she lifted her head up to see another ship porting to hanahaki.

she squinted, trying to get a better look, going on her tip-toes to try and get a look from the back of the swarming crowd.

“it’s him!”

“the thief?”

“i heard he’s a fire manipulator,”

“a captain who manipulates fire? sounds like a whole lotta foolery,”

the vendor behind the booth she was shopping at chuckled at her, “having trouble, miss?” he asked. she turned her heel, sighing. “some people can just get sooo nosy.” she rolled her eyes at the crowd.

“if it helps, that’s definitely argo ll.” he added. her head started to hurt, the ringing in her ear was back. why’d that name seem so familiar? “argo ll?” she asked, rubbing her head in circles.

he nodded. “captain leo valdez and his crew, a troublesome group.” he nodded, looking over across the crowd. “captain..” she whispered before she let out a small gasp, the vendor raised his brows in shock.

“are you okay miss—“

and she dashed. pushing herself in the middle of the crowd to get to argo ll, her heart beating like it never had before.

“watch it!”

“excuse you!”

as soon as she made it through the crowd, she could finally see the ship up close. it was the biggest and the coolest ship she’s ever seen. and in the top deck, was none other than, captain leo valdez.

✧˚ leo’s seen many islands. but this in particular was starting to become his favorite. it was the way you looked at him like you’d cross the whole ocean for him. it was the way your hair blew your hair away from your face that helped show your sun-kissed cheeks more.

“leo, left!” jason yelled, taking the wheel from a distracted son of hephaestus to avoid hitting the pier. leo was too distracted by you to fully understand what his crew was trying to tell him.

but all that was repeating in his head was, was it possible to fall in love with someone you’ve only shared a glance with?

next chapter ↳ chapter three,

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arctic-space-penguin · 11 days ago

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Eighth BTHB fic - Prank Gone Wrong - 1708 words

tw: hyperthermia (just in case)

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Donnie scrambled for a hold on the fire escape's ladder. One of the figures that had been chasing him for a while grabbed his leg and tossed him back to the ground. He immediately leapt back on his feet, reached for his bo staff, and...

It was gone.

He widened his eyes and turned back towards them to see the second waving it around.

"Give that back!" he growled.

The smaller one with his staff almost forgot to turn his voice changer on before saying, "Make me!"

Donnie rushed at them with a smirk, rockets made by his side prepared to fire. But they didn't move an inch. Something hit the back of Donnie's arm before rolling away. The softshell spun to face it and widened his eyes as the thing opened and released a bright light that made his rockets vanish.

The two of them used his moments of stunned silence to get closer. By the time he looked up, it was too late.

The figure about his size practically pounced on him, rope in hands. They wrestled on the ground for a few minutes, Donnie ending up on his plastron with arms behind his back. He felt the rope get tied tight around his arms before being flipped back over. The shorter one handed the other a cloth.

"What are you planning on doing to me?" Donnie growled, rope beginning to burn.

"I thought it was obvious. We're making sure your family never sees you again."

Donnie jerked backward with a flash of panic, but both were faster. One held him steady while the taller stuffed the cloth into his mouth and fastened it behind his head. He whimpered, whined, and yanked against the rope. How did this night turn into a nightmare so fast? He had just wanted to finish making his Halloween decorations! Maybe he shouldn't have given into Leo's request for him to take a break...

Another spike of panic went through him when he noticed a second piece of cloth in the looming figure's hands. Donnie squirmed the whole time it was placed and tied over his eyes. He was now at the complete mercy of these two, but he still wouldn't go anywhere willingly.

When he felt one of them haul him up, he kicked his foot out only to be met with air. He heard chuckles behind him. Okay, maybe he couldn't do anything else after all. Great.

Donnie was tossed over probably the taller one's shoulder, then was moving. Before long, the kidnappers stopped at where Donnie could only assume was their hideout. But instead of being put in a chair or something, he was unceremoniously set down against a cold surface. Curse Leo for making him leave his battleshell behind too.

"Can we turn the voice changers off now?"

Donnie had to play that question back. Voice changers?

"Go ahead."

A click in the darkness. "Thank goodness!"

Donnie straightened when he heard Mikey's voice. He felt a patronizing pat on his head at the same time.

"Don't worry Donnie, we'll be back in three hours," Leo hurried to catch up with Mikey.

The softshell, alone, confused, and scared, curled his legs closer and tried to explain to himself why his own brothers would do this. Even if this was a prank, it was overboard compared to what they normally do. He must have fallen asleep for some time, because when he woke up two hours later, the cold had been replaced by warm and getting hotter, his blindfold was gone, and he definitely wasn't where Leo and Mikey had left him anymore.

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The slider and box turtle laughed between themselves as they entered the lair.

"That went way better than expected!" Leo exclaimed. "You should've seen the look on his face when he heard my voice."

Mikey stopped laughing, but a small smile stayed. "Do you feel like we might've taken this too far? What if something happens to him before we can get back to him?"

"Relax, Miguel. Nothing's going to happen to him, but if something does, I'm sure we can handle it easily," Leo dismissed.

Raph suddenly exited the living room, making Mikey startle and jump. Leo leaned against the hilt of his sword nonchalantly.

"Do either of you know where Donnie went?" the snapper asked. "The projector's broken and I've been trying to find him and hold off Dad for thirty minutes too long."

"Oh, he was just--"

"--taking a break!" Leo finished quickly. "I sent him away to take a break."

Leo ignored the furious glare Mikey sent his way. Raph caught it, glancing between the two before sighing and rolling his eyes.

"He better get back soon. I don't know how much longer I can take or Pops can wait."

Raph headed back to the living room, where Splinter was shouting again. Mikey got in front of Leo and didn't allow him to look away.

"What was that?! Raph deserves to know we played a prank and Donnie won't be back for a while!" Mikey complained.

Leo flicked his little brother's forehead. "Sure, deserves maybe, but that doesn't mean we have to. They'll both have to suck it up until we bring Donnie back home in three hours."

The rest of the three hours flew by after the confrontation. Leo spent it by playing video games and rereading comics he had twenty times before. Mikey spent it by drawing and bothering Leo by approaching at the most inopportune times just to whine about wanting to go back early (to which Leo didn't fold to).

(And believe him, Mikey tried to get himself to believe Donnie would be okay, but the feeling kept coming back that something would go wrong)

Now, Leo left the kitchen for the atrium just to see Mikey bouncing in place by the exit of the lair. The slider went over with a dramatic eyeroll.

"Hurry up!" Mikey snapped when he noticed Leo.

Leo huffed but let himself be pulled along. "You're not still worried something happened are you?"

"Yes, yes I am!" Mikey stomped on to the ladder.

The journey back to the docks where they'd left Donnie was silent. When they reached the storage container they had abandoned him in, Leo, having forgotten a flashlight, pulled his phone out.

"DonTon! We're back to bring you home!" Leo's voice echoed off the metal walls.

Mikey wrapped his arms around Leo's and took cautious steps with him. Leo moved the phone's flashlight over every wall.

"I know we put a gag in, but you can still make sounds Dee!" Mikey whisper-shouted.

The back of the container caught in the light, but Donnie wasn't in there. Leo hummed and turned around to shine the light back the other way.

Mikey leapt away from his brother to point an accusing finger his way. "I told you something would happen!"

Leo held his hands up with frightened eyes. "I know, I know, I'm sorry! You look in the other containers to the left and I'll check the ones to the right."

The box turtle sprinted out of the space they were in already, got his own phone out, and darted in and out of the others on the left. Leo did the same on the right.

"Donnie!" Leo called into each one. "C'mon Donnie, this isn't funny either!"

The slider, defeated, went back to the original container where Mikey was trying to catch his breath. He waited patiently. Eventually, Mikey was able to hold up something he had found. Leo took it and moved his light over it. His eyes widened at the familiar grease-stained piece of apron.

"I told you something would happen," Mikey repeated, raspy with forming tears.

"We'll find him," Leo balled his fist with the piece. "I promise."

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Turns out Meat Sweats had upgraded his cooking setup. If the oven room Donnie was in was anything to go by. An hour or two had passed since he had woken up here, and it wasn't getting any cooler. The pig had checked at least four times now to make sure he was still heating well enough.

But he knew he wouldn't even be here if weren't for Leo and Mikey and their overboard prank. He understood it was nearing Halloween, don't get him wrong, but this prank went a little too far even compared to past ones they did around this same time.

He also vaguely recalled that Meat Sweats had been the one to put him under to get him here. Remembered the stomping footsteps, his blindfold being removed, tearing that ever small piece from the pig's apron, the sharp prick in his neck afterward. He remembered it all.

And it was all his younger brother's faults.

The door to the ever-heating room opened for the sixth time. Donnie flinched away from it, but it wasn't Meat Sweats who poked his head in.

"Donnie!" Mikey exclaimed. "Leo, I found him! He's in here!"

Donnie's twin appeared and he sighed in relief. "Oh thank Pizza Supreme."

Leo tried to get closer, but Donnie met his steps forward with steps backward. Leo couldn't help the flash of hurt across his face.

"I know you're the last people you want to see right now, but we need to get you home," Leo's eyes raked over Donnie's form, taking note of any burns or bruises.

"You can be mad at us all you want when we get back," Mikey added, nodding.

Donnie still backed away when they got closer. Unfortunately, the heat had gotten to him, and his legs gave a final shake before giving out. Leo rushed to catch him and Donnie had fainted before Leo even got to him. The slider looked panicked and if Leo's panicking, Mikey probably is too.

"We need to get him home now," Leo stressed, despite being the one with the sword.

He yanked it from its sheath one-handed, sliced it through the air, and jumped through without waiting for Mikey. He laid Donnie on his own bed and as soon as Mikey arrived via the portal, Leo shoved him away to get ice packs from the kitchen.

Donnie didn't talk to them for two weeks after he woke up. Raph and Splinter never found out why.

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rachiebeee · 2 years ago

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some Leo headcanons I have

Leo doesn't know what day his birthday is. He knows its in July, but he hasn't done anything on it since he was 8 and he used to act like it was/wasn't on certain days based on how well they went (he thinks its the 7th, but he hates the number 7 so he ignores it).

Leo has stolen and crashed a police car. He will do it again.

Leo's mother and Aunt Rosa both had dreams from Gaea that told them Leo was going to kill Esperanza, but Esperanza took it as an "he'll do it on accident bc he doesn't know how to control his powers" and Rosa took it as "It's a sign from God and this child was sent by the devil".

He's asexual biromantic, but in love with the idea of being in love.

He learns a form of script-based magic - the same thing that is etched on each stone used for the Hecate cabin. Jo is his teacher, but when he visits camp all of the Hecate cabin are happy to help him too. He views it as a code instead of magic, and only ever uses it in the things he builds because he forgets it can be useful on its own.

He's a Fall out Boy stan. Loves all types of rock too, but FOB was his gateway into it.

Every time he went to a new school if they had a music program he could join for free he would. Originally he'd just choose a new instrument every school, but on his third try he learnt drums and decided to stick with it.

HIs eyes look like yooperlite while it's glowing, but more like burning coals while he's using his powers.

On that note, Leo's body temperature can be way hotter than the normal person's. On a normal day where he's fine in everyway, he's hot but not hot enough for people to think he's feverish. When he's excited his temperature rapidly increases, as it does with stress. When he forgoes sleeping his body forgets to regulate his temperature, which leads to him either going very cold or very hot.

He can't really get fevers at all really. It's also very hard for a lot of illnesses to effect him because half the time he burns it up before he even knows its there. When he does get sick it's really bad though, because his immune system is actually pretty weak.

Related to that, he is the only known person who can currently be a theoretical host to a thermophile virus. Not that he would, but it is a thought that has crossed his mind.

He has a hobby of making little robots. He makes Piper a bronze eagle one as a present and he slowly starts to make them for his friends

Annabeth gets a cat because he thinks she has cat vibes and an owl would be basic. Percy gets an otter because Leo did not want to think about making a robot fish that works well out of water. Frank gets a chameleon as a joke, but he makes it so it can turn into a small dragon too. Hazel gets a snake, again for the vibes. Nico gets a lizard. Just like, a nondescript lizard. He makes Reyna a bronze dog to "complete the metal set", but it's based of a Molossus of Epirus instead of a hound. Jo and Emmie get matching gryphons, and Georgina's little robot is a llama. Leo makes himself a wolf in honour of Jason.

On the topic of making things, Leo also gets really into all forms of metalsmithing. Which includes making jewellery, which leads to him getting a lot of piercings. Piper does too, because they went to go get the piercings together. He loves giving people little friendship bracelets, and charms, and ornaments. He makes people themed cutlery sets.

His love language is gift giving, if it's not obvious.

He stays in contact with Apollo, but in order to not upset Zeus they frame it as 'music lessons'. As the inventor of the Valdezinator (and its best player), it's a pretty good excused. Leo does make new instruments occasionally when they feel like they're pushing the 'lesson' excuse.

They fr just gossip during them though, and then give each other a scuffed form of therapy. They go from talks about petty drama to unanswerable philosophical discussions to jokes that make no sense.

#leo valdez #heroes of olympus #hoo #pjo #pjo fandom #toa spoilers #piper mclean #annabeth chase #percy jackson #frank zhang #hazel levesque #nico di angelo #jason grace

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morimakesfanart · 1 year ago

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Sindria's Prophet #38

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[AO3] [wattpad]

*CW -cults+ mentioned; child abuse mentioned; suicide attempts implied

~POV Mori~

While I was sick, the magicians developing alchemy magic were able to make a wider range of materials by doing something closer to assisted chemistry; they started transmuting rubber from the milky saps of some plants -like the rubber gloves from my medical scrolls. It was inspiring! With the power of success and dopamine I finalized my printing press schematics in only 2 days.

These accomplishments were later brought up at the morning Assembly, not by the people making them, but by Ja'far and the accountants of the White Capricorn Tower. "Even before becoming the official Prophet of Sindria, Mori has help our magicians, engineers and doctors make leaps and bounds of progress in their fields. Many countries of the Alliance have agreed to help fund these projects and have already preordered scrolls of the information. *However,*" he held up a document, "due to all of the extra people and resources needed we are already over budget for the year! And so we request that the Prophet not invent anything new for the rest of this quarter and the next. This way we will have time to start finalizing what we already have for production and can start receiving a return on these investments."

Yamuraiha jumped to my defense. "The work Mori has been doing in the Black Libra Tower has been revolutionary! How can you say you don't have a budget for life changing-"

"I am not denying their contributions! We simply can't afford this rate of advancements!"

I raised a hand to get their attention. "If there's no budget, then there's no budget. However, I can't just sit around and do nothing for 5 months."

There was a bit of a back and forth, and eventually it was agreed that I would continue helping in the Black Libra Tower, but any future schematics would be placed on hold and judged for priority by the researchers and accountants. And so I went to working as an encyclopedia in the mornings, and would work on Fate scrolls after lunch.

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The Great Bell rang, and thanks to the power of hyperfixation, none of us could tell what time it was. Not long after, I noticed a familiar shift in the waves that gave me the answer. Knowing who was coming gave me another boost to get a little more done.

Menachem greeted him when he arrived. "Ah- good morning, your Majesty."

Sinbad's laugh made my heart race. "Yes. Good morning." For the past week, King Sinbad had came in person every other day for updates even though it would be covered in the next morning's Assembly. The violet haired man walked over to where I was sitting, while showing me the world's most charming smile. "Mori. How are you doing?"

'Excited. Happy. Nervous. Embarrassed. Confused. Self-conscious.' He hadn't said anything directly flirty since I was sick. And yet, it was noticeably harder to refute the Magicians' claims. Sinbad had said at the Announcement that he didn't want to play at flirting with me, and wanted to become someone I could trust. He certainly didn't trigger my lactose intolerance anymore. 'He said he wanted to move me to the Purple Leo Tower.'

I fought back the urge to hide. "I'm fine." The room definitely felt hotter than it did a minute ago. I re-explained what I had gone over with the magicians. Sinbad nodded along and asked questions at all the right times. He also remembered the things I had said previous days. He made me feel validated and respected every time he stopped by. It was becoming increasingly bad for my heart.

There was a suspicious amount of people meandering nearby. Most were watching us out of the corners of their eyes. At least the magicians didn't comment as much as the first time they saw the pink Rukh around us. Although, it was getting easier to judge when they were looking at the Rukh even without those comments.

The King smiled, and I cursed his ability to charm me without flirting. He used a hand to point at the scroll from over my shoulder. He was much closer than I realized; I would only need to lean over a little to make contact. Just like how he had stopped overtly flirting, he hadn't touched me either. He knew I needed space, and I was grateful for that, but it also illustrated for me just how used to his skinship I had become.

I couldn't do this anymore. It hurt too much. I was projecting my past onto someone who might actually reciprocate my feelings. What I was feeling might not have anything to do with the present or him as a person. I could just be recognizing my past in him and repeating those patterns while hoping for a different ending. But the patterns include the endings, and if I wasn't self-aware enough I'd force those endings out of fear of being caught unaware. Even if Sinbad actually liked me now, the attention he showed me would dry up eventually, right? I require closed relationships so eventually he'll come to resent me for limiting his options. We aren't compatible. The waves rose slightly and I couldn't ignore the thought that this was fanfiction, so anything was possible.

"Excuse me, Mx. Prophet?" A voice called for me from the entrance to the library.

'OH THANK GOD' I was saved! "Yes??" I looked in the direction of the voice and called back. "Do you need something?" My face was finally starting to cool down. At least now I could stop thinking about how easy it would be to touch Sinbad. 'Remember who he is in 5 years.'

The worker appeared from around a line of bookshelves. He froze at the site of the man next to me for a moment before giving the message. "There's a- There's a blacksmith looking for you."

'A blacksmith?' "THE SCISSORS!" I was out of my seat in a flash. My brain shifted gears quickly after passing through the doorway into the hall.

The blacksmith that made the scissors during my first week in Sindria understood how important of a development this was and came to talk to the designer, me, shortly after seeing who I was at the Announcement. If he was here to see me again, he must have finished some prototypes for different types of scissors! The thing that made the evolution from shears to scissors so important was the addition of the hinge to the tool. There was no time to worry about Sinbad right now! There was history happening!

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~POV Sinbad~

Sinbad had figured out that Mori wasn't the type to leave in the middle of work, even when she was putty in his hands. So, what was so important that she was willing to leave while in the middle of talking with her King about said work? They wouldn't have been interrupted if Mori had her own office. Sinbad crossed his arms as he watched them leave. At least she looked excited for whatever this was about.

Menachem came back over, as if he hadn't just been enjoying the show from behind a potted plant. "You know, your Majesty, I didn't think it was the case at first, but now I'd be willing to bet money that the Lady Prophet has blue Rukh." He stroked his beard as he talked. "You're going to have to be more direct if you want her attention." The old man laughed.

Sinbad sighed a laugh back and shook his head, but didn't answer.

There was a superstition that you could tell a lot about a person's personality from what type of Rukh they had. People with Type 2-Blue Rukh were said to get lost in their personal interests, and struggle to recognize romantic advances. That first part definitely sounded like his Beautiful Prophet, but Sinbad wasn't sure about the second. Mori was ignoring his signals on purpose. It would take a while to convince them he was worth the risk.

((In one of the Magi extras Yunan describes these Rukh based personality types with canon characters as examples. It's not stated as common knowledge. I wanted to add it because it reminded me of the way people talk about astrology signs sometimes :3 Btw, according to the manga's personality quiz, I normally get Rukh type 7 -the same a Sin. Sometimes I get Type-2, 8, or. 4))

When Sinbad turned the corner, Mori was already out of sight. Not a problem; the waves would lead him. The King found them on the first floor talking with a burly old man that was a known blacksmith.

Mori had two fingers in rings with blades attached. "This pair is really close to the ones I first commissioned. Thanks again for those. I've been able to cut my bangs without worrying about accidently shaving my eyebrows with a knife."

Sinbad walked up to them. "How would someone even do that?"

Mori turned to him with a knowing smile. Her cheeks turned a little pink when they made eye contact. "I didn't think it was possible until I saw it happen in one of my visions. He had to go without sleep for several days, and often cuts the left side of his bangs too short." Sinbad unconsciously brushed his bangs at the mention of a habit he knew he had. "He was lucky that he knew a magician that was able to regrow it." She wasn't talking about him, right?

"Hello, your Majesty," the blacksmith greeted King Sinbad before explaining: he had originally wanted to make a deal with the designer to make and sell scissors, but after finding out that person was the Prophet he wasn't sure if that was acceptable -the information from the Prophet's visions were the property of the King. The two had been working on a pitch together which Mori immediately got into since Sinbad was clearly available.

The King examined one of the pairs of scissors during the explanation. He could see how this allowed a higher level of finesse then shears or a knife for certain tasks. This would be a profitable and widespread product even if Mori's visions weren't right. Still, those eyes full of expectations just made him want to tease her. "You know Mori, I remember you agreeing to withhold on inventing things for the time being."

"Ah- Well..." Her surprise was cute. "I actually reinvented scissors before I made that agreement!"

He smiled down at her. "I'm not sure if that will be enough to convince Ja'far and the others."

Mori froze as she calculated her next strategy. The waves did not give Sinbad enough warning before she made her way over to him and placed her hands on his forearm. "You'll help me then," her fingers made his skin tingle, "right? My King?" Sinbad couldn't look away from the eyes glittering up at him.

How long had he been holding back only for Mori to touch him first? He'd relent even if she hadn't invented them beforehand; the production wasn't coming from the Palace budget anyway. "Of course." Sinbad smiled down at his Beautiful Prophet. He sheathed the scissors he was holding and turned to the blacksmith. "I brought Mori to Sindria so they could help all of my citizens thrive."

The conversation wrapped up quickly after that. And through the whole thing, the King couldn't stop thinking about the hands holding onto him so affectionately. Without looking, Sinbad put his free hand over one of Mori's to keep it on his arm a little longer. But it didn't stop her from pulling away after the blacksmith left.

The person pulling at his heart started to head back towards the stairs to return to the library. He wasn't ready to part ways yet, but there was also no reason he could think of to follow them back. "Mori. Would you tell me more over lunch?" He had been trying to keep their time together to a minimum for Mori's benefit, but if they were reaching out to him then it should be fine to take the next step, right?

The waves moved between them, and Mori looked back his way. "Oh. Um..."

"These inventions from your visions are so interesting. And we could discuss some potential future inventions."

Their smile was nervous but not forced. "Yeah. Okay."

Sinbad offered his arm to them like he did in the past when they walked together, but Mori declined even though she had just been clinging onto him so sweetly. They walked side by side, but the distance between them felt larger than before. She made his heart race and then dropped it when she got her way. It made him think of their first dinner together. She claimed she was seducing him just like he seduced others to get his way. He really had no idea how it felt to be on the receiving end until now.

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~POV Mori~

Multiple scrolls laid out on the table in my room drying. I had reached the slave arc in copying down Fate. After drawing the first pic of Sinbad fighting little Masrur in the Coliseum, I couldn't bring myself to draw again until I reached Ja'far punching Sinbad when he was freed. I laid on the floor between the pools of light from the windows to cool down my ruminating.

Seeing Sinbad go through it and directly acknowledge how horrible it is and eventually go numb... There was an eerie beauty in it -like a memento mori. 'I'm disgusting.'

((CW until marked))

The Slave Arc is my favorite arc in the Adventures manga -not because of what happens, but because of how it affected me. When my mom was hospitalized, and then died, she could no longer stop me from seeking therapy. When I explained my home life and childhood to my personal therapist, I was told that it sounded like the stories of children raised in cults and manipulated to become slaves for the leaders. Even though it was a comparison I made when I was young, I thought it had to be inflated hyperbole until I read how Maader indoctrinated Sinbad and the slave children. I was never put in a collar, but I related way too much. It got me to look up actual cults and victim stories. The abuse I grew up in was the same level of high control.

My mom almost died having my sibling and it changed her. By the time I turned 10 I couldn't deny there was something wrong with how my parents treated us. The one thing saving us from complete brain washing was that they couldn't afford to home school us. I tried to ask outside adults for help, but my mom was too well known in the community and I didn't emote properly. So when I read the scene where Sinbad convinces the children to rebel, I cried. I didn't care that he was manipulating them from his perspective; he validated the pain they were hiding, and gave them agency long before I got it. Yes, many of the slave children died in the rebellion, but many also lived to finally be free. When the cruel refuse to stop nothing can change until someone dies. Many have risked their lives for that reason.

Just like them, I knew nothing would change in my life unless someone died. The conversation Sinbad has with himself after he remembers his life's purpose was very similar to the one I had with myself from 12-14 years old -especially after how my parents normalized suicide. I realized it wasn't worth the risk to fight back , but also I chose to stay living anyway at the last second so I could continue to protect Lyly from our parents; and when they were a little older, Lyly chose to live to support me too. 'You can't protect anyone if you're dead.' No one was coming to save us so we had to learn to survive and protect ourselves. ((Yes, the thing Mori said to Alibaba in ch6 was this mantra I made for myself))

Our mother was already working herself to an early grave when I was child. She was rapidly aging from stress. I knew we had a strong chance of outliving her as long as we were able to hold on. Still, I wish she would have changed before she was on her deathbed. Her last words were an apology to Lyly. Things greatly improved after our mom died in 2016. Knowing how things were going for the other me, gave me peace of mind. Both versions were healing. I didn't feel as guilty for wanting to stay in this world anymore.

((End of CW))

I needed breaks because, just like being reminded of my own past, Sinbad wasn't just a character to me anymore. It felt wrong to draw any scene where he was shackled. Even if I never showed him this scroll, I didn't want to immortalize it. There were a few panels I had always wanted to redraw because they helped me process my own experience, but now that I was in this world I couldn't do it. If I ever drew them for the catharsis, I'd have to burn them afterwards. Each time I reached the plot points for one of those panels I had to step away and go through the same cycle of thoughts before I returned to the table and continued writing without drawing again.

"Ugh~" Who would have guessed that writing would help me process and get the ruminating out of my system? Me, actually, because this is always how I process things. I had separate scrolls for my ruminations so they wouldn't get in the way of the Fate scrolls, and because I kept writing in a circle. At least each time the rants got shorter. I'd already written this or that, and continuing to write the same thing gets frustrating to the point that I am forced to move forward. Like all types of mourning, it will always be there, but it can't hold me down forever unless I let it.

I couldn't stop the waves of disgust I had for myself. When I had originally read this arc, it carved Sinbad into my heart. It made me think, 'This person would understand me.' But I wasn't projecting my experience onto a character anymore; I was projecting it onto a real person who went through far worse than I ever did. I pressed my palms into my eyes. Ruminating was far easier than addressing this. I had to strip away all of my projections so I could see him clearly. And not just the Sinbad I read about, but the one who talked to me regularly and called me '(his) Beautiful Prophet.' Sinbad said he wanted to find a new path, but what would it even look like? What would it take for me to recognize it?

((I forgot to draw the curtains again...I really don't want to fix it though, so please pretend there are curtains framing the window.))

The sound of fluttering drew my attention. I had left my windows open on purpose in case Sinbird decided to stop by, but I also didn't think I would cycle this hard. I removed my hands from my eyes and looked up to see the possessed bird in one of the windows watching me.

"Hi, Sin. I'm okay. Just doing a big think, and that's easier from the floor."

The bird flew from the window to perch on one of the chairs at the table.

"I've been working on Fate scrolls. I want to get a few more done before I pass them off to you. I know this room probably isn't the most secure-"

'The vent scroll!' I sat up with a jolt and stumbled my way to the table after getting up too quickly. Sinbird flapped his wings in surprise when I yanked the vent scroll off the table. "This one is personal." I started rolling it up. "I don't mind talking about my past or feelings if you ask, but I'd rather you didn't read my unfiltered thoughts."

The bird watched me. I wished I knew what he was thinking.

I walked across the room, and put the tied scroll within the growing pile filling one of my bedside dressers. "It would be nice if I had somewhere to store these. This room isn't exactly designed for me to be using it as an office."

Wings flapped behind me and the bird landed on my shoulder as I turned to see what he was up to. He gave a small trill and I had the feeling he was proud of himself for something.

"We're both lucky that bird doesn't have talons, you know?" I was definitely going to need perches for him, and to start wearing a shoulder cloth that I wouldn't have to worry about getting pulls. As the bird watched me innocently another thought struck me, 'I probably shouldn't ask for a cat if I'm going to be visited by a bird frequently.'

((Hey, so you know how I said I was all better when I posted the last chapter? Apparently I was in the incubation period of COVID. It's out of my system now, but brain fog from long covid is kicking my ass. I had a bad fall last month because of it and got scraped up a bunch (including a little road rash). It's been 3 weeks and there's just the faintest remains of a scab left :D Just in time for my birthday (today) too! Here's hoping that my bad luck era is over!

Also, I am in a Magi server on discord. https://discord.gg/R5yzce4e I'm there all the time (and an admin). We talk about Magi, OCs, and fanfiction a lot))

#magi prophet fanfic #magi sinbad #sinbad x oc #magi fanart #sinbadxoc #sinbad magi #king sinbad #magi fanfiction

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reagi-df · 1 year ago

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I cast “Become a tot” on the older mean leo

I thank you anon you've given me the perfect opportunity to bring this little chaotic shit in @tmntaucompetition

“Leon what did you do?” Leon turns his head around and glares at his twin.

“What makes you think I had anything to do with it?”

Even behind the fake moustache and glasses Leon can still see the look Donnie shoots at him, one of “I don’t believe the shit you're telling me Nardo; Leon scoffs and looks down at the angry looking tot who’s glaring at him.

“With you?” He arches a sharpie brow.

Leon grins showing his teeth and a slight growl rumbles out. “I take offence at that”

“Mhm I’m sure you do. He says sarcastically” Donnie narrows his eyes at him, “so dear brother. What did you do?”

“I don’t do anything! Someone pointed and said something at him and then, poof” Leon hesitates to the tot standing near three empty trans darts. “He’s like 2 inches tall”

Donnie looks down and he furrows his brows while he bends, reaching for the tranqs. There was a sudden low hiss as Donnie got closer. They all froze and stared at CLeo. The tot was tense as he stared at the soft shell, sharp baby teeth on full display. Donnie stayed still and brought his hands up slowly as he backed away, it was like he was dealing with a stray animal.

Leon doesn't see the difference really.

“Can’t say I wasn’t expecting that considering.” The soft shell murmurs.

And yeah, Leon can agree. CLeo is still giving Tello the cold shoulder and the older soft-shell is just sulking in his lab.

“Y’know, you're much more likeable like this” he grins as he reaches down, only to yelp and clutch his hand to his plastron. There’s some blood on his palm from where CLeo bit him.

“Can’t say you didn’t deserve that Nardo” Donnie chuckles as he crosses his arms, eyeing the tot warily. Yuichi hovers to the side of him as he looks at the tot.

“Your not a turtle your a shark, you little ankle biter” CLeo looks up at him, face clean of CLeo’s own scars he wore as an adult; as well as his extra markings, all that was left in its place was the nick above his left eye and on the right side of his chin. Scars that have faded with time on Leon’s own face.

CLeo growls and it’s the curliest thing he’s ever heard. Ignoring the dull ache in his hands he can help but coo, and it seems Yuichi and Donnie arnt immune as well, Yuichi has a twinkle in his eye as he crouches and Leon can see Donnie pulling out his phone.

Blackmail material, why didn’t I think of that. He muses.

CLeo growls again and a chirp breaks free from Leon’s own mouth, shocking all of them. They all stare at each other before Donnie and Yuichi burst out laughing, Leon can feel his face heating up as he sinks into his hoodie.

“Yeah yeah, laugh it up you asses”

”Ha! This is too good” Donnie chuckles as he points his phone at Leon, grin spread wide. Leon can see Donnie mime ‘smile’ and Leon flips his finger at him.

He looks so stupid with the fake moustache and glasses. Leon wished Mikey had taken paints to that Einstein outfit.

“There’s no shame in it kappa” Yuchi chuckles softly and Leon’s face gets hotter. “It’s only instinct” he grins cockily -and he pointedly ignores the butterflies in his stomach- as he holds CLeo in his arms.

The tot looks content and he blinks sleepily at Leon, even as a tot CLeo still has that sharp look in his eyes. And he stares from under heavily lidded eyes at him and Leon cant help the shudder run through his body, memories of the fights rushing to the forefront of his mind.

“Awww the ankle bitter still tired” humming smugly, forcing himself to ignore the flashes of memories.

“You did unload three tranqs into him. And he was just waking up before he was turned," Yuichi murmurs as he pulls the dozing tot closer.

“What do you mean three?” Looking over to Donnie he sees the furrowed brows. “Well, you see” Leon rubs the back of his neck.

“Nardo” the purple turtle growls as he slowly steps closer to Yuichi, bringing his gauntlet arm up to scan the tot.

“Alright alright. Jeez” he clears his throat. “You said he couldn’t fight, you remember what happened last time someone was in his way” Leon points to both of them

“I remember very clearly,” his twin says.

“And you gave me them for times like this” Leon throws his arms wide, gesturing to the fight going on.

“I did, but what I didn’t expect my dumb dumb of a brother was to use all three at the same time” he bit out.

Eugh boy.

“C’mon, what harm can it do? Especially with his biology” he explains.

“Sigh” Donnie rubs his temples having finished the scan. “Even so, Nardo. He’s a tot now, and even with his biology; those tranqs were designed for someone who was bigger, not this” he points towards the sleeping tot in the rabbits arms.

Leon falters. Cleo looks peaceful for once.

“It's not like I meant to, how’d I know this was going to happen?” He growls, not liking the idea the Donnie thinks he did this on purpose.

“I’m not saying you did, I’m just telling you that it could be dangerous, but luckily for us, it seems he had already burnt through the minority of it.”

Leon cringes, already burnt through most of it. He had even been down for 15 mins.

“I get it oaky, I’m not as stupid as you think”

Donnie looks at him, really looks at him and goes to open his mouth but the beeping of his head gear stops him. Looking at his gauntlet he sighs.

“Excuse me, lesser me is calling,'' with that, he turns away from them.

“Ahh I was wondering when you’d call” Donnie drones.

Looking back at the rabbit he sees Yuchi gently rocking the tot, humming softly as he stares down at the sleeping turtle. Leon blinks, heart fluttering.

“You look happy” he jokes quietly, even with all the chaos going on around them, it’s peaceful.

“Mhm I haven’t had to deal with children since I left Japan. Even in the Usagi clan there were always children running about. Since being older, I was usually the one having to wrangle them, they can be a lot but I enjoyed it. Always found a way to make me laugh.”

The smile Yuichi wore was gentle as he reminisced, the rabbit's ears twitched and a grin spread across his face. Leaning his head to the side he leans closer to CLeo he chuckles.

“Hey, c’mere” stepping closer he leans his head down. He doesn't hear anything at first, their surroundings filled with shouts and explosions but even so, the more he listens the more he can hear the soft purr.

Oh he’s getting so much black tail material for this.

“Think he remembers?” The rabbit asks.

“What before he got turned?” Leon eyes the tot, god he hopes he doesn't remember.

Yuchi aborts his shrug so he doesn't describe the turtle, “ before, after.”

“Mhm I don’t plan to stick around after he’s back to normal,” he snorts, “hoping he goes back to normal.” he corents

Yuichi cringes, ”how is this even possible” he comments.

“I mean, with this place,” Leo gestures around them, “anything is possible”. Yuchi hums and they lapse into silence again.

“The others are gonna have a field day with this”

Leon snorts, that they can agree on.

“He feels cold” Yuichi furrows his brows.

Leon looks on, and then a smug mischievous grin spreads across his face. “Ohh i have something he can wear”. Yuichi has a look of concern on his face and brings the turtle closer to his chest, angling his body away from Leon.

“Don't be mean”

Scoffing Leon places a blooded hand on his plastron, “Moi?”

wow this got long... also please ignore any mistakes

#tmnt au competition #tmnt au propaganda #forgive me #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise leo #rottmnt leo #future leo #forgive me leon #forgive me usagi #forgive me tot #forgive me donnie #rottmnt donnie #rise donnie #rottmnt leonardo #rise usagi

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rubix-cube06 · 1 year ago

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My Home

Penelope Lewis is the daughter of Poseidon she is my oc and she originally came to camp with Annabeth, Thalia, Luke and Grover. She has been a year round camper for several years until after the first great prophecy happened two years ago.

She has been home for eight months with her mother Cassandra and Stepfather Cal, along with their children Graciela, and Grayson who are Cal's children from his first marriage. All five family members love to surf in their free time. All three kids are on the swim team at their school and Penelope is captain.

"Penelope!" A group of people calls to her while she puts away her books. "Hi everyone," Penelope smiles and waves. "I love your shoes, girl where did you get them?" A girl with dark hair asks. "Oh um, just the Nike store I think," Penelope replies awkwardly. "Penelope you look really good in that top," A guy named Tyler states. "Thanks, Tyler," Penelope says as she throws on a hoodie as Tyler walks away. "The hottest guy in school just complemented you, and you blow him off," Graciela chuckles walking over. "My boyfriend is hotter than him," Penelope replies. "Ah yes the boyfriend who lives in New York, with Tristan Mclean," Greyson says. "He is real," Penelope says as they walk outside and get into Cal's car. Penelope sits in the front seat while the twins sit in the back. "Hey, how was school?" Cal asks. "It was fine," Penelope shrugs. "Just fine, Nellie?" Cal asks. "Mhm, I passed all my classes, and my finals," Penelope says. "Are you excited to spend the summer in Long island?" Greyson asks. "Yeah, my friend Will and his Boyfriend Nico, and Nico's sister Hazel, and her boyfriend Frank, are driving up here from Houston then we're all going up to New York from here," Penelope explains. "Why would they drive from Houston, to Palo Alto, to go to New York?" Cal asks. "Because Nico and Hazel are afraid of flying like I am and they offered to pick me up," Penelope says as Cal parks and everyone gets out of the car. "Anyways, I have to pack, before we go surfing tonight," Penelope mumbles as she rushes in the house and up the stairs and into her bedroom before closing the door. Penelope finds her phone in an airvent. And she immediately calls Leo. "Hey, Mami, how are you?" Leo asks. "I'm good, how are you?" Penelops replies. "I'm loving life, Piper taught us how to surf," Leo says. "I bet I'm better at it than you," Penelope smiles. "I doubt it," Leo teases. "How's your family?" Leo asks. "We're okay," Penelope says. "You okay?" Leo asks. "Yeah, it just doesn't feel like home here, ya know, I've been at Camp for so long I hardly know how to interact with normal kids, as well as my siblings," Penelope explains. "I'm sorry, amour," Leo says. "It's not your fault," Penelope says. "When are you going to camp?" Leo asks. "Will and the others should be here tomorrow afternoon, and it'll take about two days to get to long Island, and probably about another day or so to get to Camp," Penelope explains. "See that's why I like living in New York, it only takes a few hours to get us there, We're leaving tonight so I'll call you again before I turn my phone off," Leo says. "Yeah, please do," Penelope says. "I have to finish packing amour, I'll talk to you later," Leo says. "Okay," Penelope says. "I love you, mami," Leo says softly. "I love you too, baby," Penelope says as Leo hangs up the phone.

Penelope finishes packing and eats dinner with her family and heads back up to her room. "Nell, can I come in?" Graciela asks knocking on the door. "Yeah, of course," Penelope replies. "I'm going to miss you when you leave," Graciela mumbles. "Awe, I'll miss you too honey," Penelope says as she gets up and hugs Graciela. "You'll write to me, won't you?" Graciela asks. "Of course, I will, I'll write to you everyday, if you want," Penelope says as Graciela leaves. Suddenly Penelope hears her phone ring so she grabs it from the Airvent and answers it. "Hello," Penelope says. "Hey, Mami," Leo replies. "Oh hey," Penelope hums laying back down on her bed. "Are you leaving soon?" Penelope asks. "Yeah, I have to go soon, I just didn't want to worry you, if you couldn't reach me," Leo says. "Mhm, I love you, be safe, don't die please," Penelope chuckles. "I love you too, I'll be safe, and I won't die again," Leo replies. "You be safe too, alright," Leo adds. "I will, send my love to Jace and Piper," Penelope replies. "I love you," Penelope says. "I love you too," Leo says as he hangs up the phone.

The next day, Penelope grabs her suitcase and sits in the large SUV that Will Solace was driving and Penelope tosses her stuff in the trunk and sits next to Hazel. "Hey, cutie, how are you?" Hazel asks kissing her cheek. "I'm good, how are you?" Penelope says. "I am so glad that we get to do this," Hazel smiles. "Do what Hazel?" Will asks. "Drive across America with a few of my favorite people," Hazel says. "Everything has changed so much since I was younger as well," Hazel adds. "Well unfortunately we won't be able to stop much since we don't want to attract to much attention," Will says. "Please tell me you brought at least one weapon," Frank says. "Of course I did, it's not my first day as a demi," Penelope chuckles. "Oh, how's Leo, Piper, and Jason?" Frank asks. "They're good, they left last night, so their phones are off," Penelope mumbles. "You seem upset," Nico notices. "It's nothing," Penelope says as she shakes her head. "What's wrong, Nell?" Frank asks. "You know you can trust us," Hazel adds. "Leo loves his new school, he everyday talks about how he fits in, how he loves his new friends and I'm just having a hard time fitting in, because I never really interacted with anyone my age until like last year," Penelope explains. "I mean until they died my best friends were Silena and Charles, who are what four years older than me," Penelope adds. "Nell, you're never going to be like those other kids, you're never going to be able to socialize like the other kids," Will says. "Gee thanks Will, you're about as helpful as Calypso," Penelope remarks. "I was a year round camper too, I get it Penelope, you'll just have to learn how," Will says.

Several hours later almost everyone falls asleep. "Hey Will, does living with your mom ever feel surreal? Like you don't belong there even if it's your home?" Penelope whispers. "Houston is not my home, don't get me wrong, I love my ma, but home can be wherever you make it, not just where your biological family is," Will says. "Thanks Will," Penelope says before falling asleep.

The next morning they stop and get some breakfast. "I'm tired of the front, do one of you want it?" Nico asks. "I'll take it," Frank says. "We only have like twelve more hours before we get there, so we'll probably stop again for lunch and likely breakfast tomorrow," Will says. "Hello, would you kids like a picture?" A woman asks. "No thanks," Will says. "Are you sure?" She asks. "Yeah, were okay," Will repeats. Suddenly the woman starts humming. "Okay, that is weird, we're gonna go lady," Penelope says as the group follows her to the car. "So, what was that?" Will asks. "A siren, I'm assuming," Penelope says. "But we're nowhere near an ocean," Frank replies. "Yeah, it's weird, but the can live in lakes, especially if they sense heroes," Penelope explains.

After a few more hours Hazel suddenly perks up. "Oh Piper suggested we play this game, we already played on the way to get you, so it's your turn," Hazel smiles. "Okay, what's this game?" Penelope asks. "So, you name everything you love about your partner, and then you name everything you're not so fond of about him," Frank explains. "Okay, how much detail do I need to go into?" Penelope asks. "As much or as little as you want, the interesting part is seeing who here is most in like or love with their partner," Hazel smiles. "Alright, whose winning so far?" Penelope asks. "Well, Frank and Will are tied for first and Hazel is in second, and I'm third," Nico explains. "Ah, it's alright you're losing I know you love me Sunshine," Will teases. "Shut up," Nico says rolling his eyes. "Okay, start talking about Leo," Hazel says. "I mean the first thing that comes to mind is how considerate he is, that is easily his best quality, I mean we only had our first real conversation because he was worried I'd catch a cold sitting out in the rain, he went back to Ogigya to get Calypso off her island because he said he would," Penelope chuckles. "I mean don't get me wrong I'm mad at him for not saying anything after he faked his death but he keeps his promises, to everyone because it's important to him," Penelope says. "Leo is a hopeless romantic, he plans the sweetest dates for us, he gave me my blue pocket knife in a ring box on one knee, like a total dork, a really cute dork, he can be a bit clumsy but it's adorable because he has this stupid sideways grin he does when he does something dumb," Penelope smiles.

------------------------------------------------------Piper, Jason, and Leo are having a sleepover in Jason's cabin. Piper gets snacks with Jason while Leo makes smores. "Leo, do you want to play a game?" Piper asks as they sit down and eat. "Sure," Leo says. "Okay, so, you're going to just talk about all of the things you like about Penny, until you run out of things to talk about," Piper says. "Okay, not that I won't but what's the point?" Leo replies. "Well, normally you play it with other people and see who has the most nice things and mean things to say, but there's only three of us," Jason says. "My favorite thing about her is her laugh, I could hear it forever, the first time I heard her laugh I knew that I wanted to make her laugh and smile forever," Leo starts. "She is very touchy, I used to not like people touching me, but from her, it's okay, it's not just okay, I love it, I don't think I would be able to live without her hugs, or when she knows I've been working too much she'll rub my back, or occasionally give me a massage," Leo says.

"He's incredibly funny, mostly he did make fun of me for like a solid week for threatening Calypso, but she deserved it," Penelope says.

"She is the most understanding person I know, she doesn't care what I do, unless it has to do with Calypso, but that's fair," Leo says.

"And he is so smart, he puts together these machines that I could never be able to figure out, he only put a voice override on Festus because I can't figure out his remote," Penelope says.

"She has these gorgeous blue eyes, I could look in them forever, I look at them and I just know, as long as I'm with her I'm okay," Leo smiles.

"And his eyes, they are the prettiest brown eyes, if you look closely you can see a little bit of red in them," Penelope says.

"I love her so much,"

"I love him so much,"

Penelope smiles to herself for a moment as the others in the car awe around her. "You two are so sweet," Hazel says. "Do I win?" Penelope asks. "I miss him, a lot," Penelope adds. "We can tell," Nico teases. "Oh hush," Penelope replies.

"I need sleep so we're going to pull over for a few hours," Will says pulling into a hotel. "Oh! Do we get to sleep in the hotel?" Hazel asks. "Yeah, I think we have enough, I think we'll oh be able to afford two rooms though, so I guess me, Neeks and Frank will have one and the girls can have the other," Will suggests. "Yay! We can have a sleepover!" Hazel squeals and hugs Penelope. "Yay, sleepover!" Penelope smiles. "Alright come on," Will says. Hazel ends up holding Penelope's hand all the way up to their room on the tenth floor. While the boys were on the third floor. "This is going to be so fun!" Hazel says as the sit on the bed. "What do girls in this generation do at sleepovers?" Hazel asks. "Um, we could have a pillow fight," Penelope suggests. "Okay! How do we do it?" Hazel asks. "We hit each other with a pillow, until one of us gives up," Penelope explains. "Too violent, what else?" Hazel asks. "We could braid each other's hair," Penelope says. "Can! We build forts out of blankets!" Hazel squeals. "Sounds fun," Penelope says.

The girls build a large fort from the entire hotel room and the bathroom. And fall asleep. The next morning, Will, Frank and Nico knock on the girls' door. "Nell, Hazel, can we come in? It's time to go," Will says. "I don't hear them, I'm using the key," Nico says. Nico opens the door with the key. "What the hell," Nico mumbles seeing the fort. "Girls are you in here?" Frank asks. "They're probably still asleep," Will says crawling into the fort being followed by Frank and Nico. The guys laugh seeing the girls passed out asleep. "Hazel, Penelope, get up!" Will laughs. "Hm what?" Penelope mumbles. "It's time to go already?" Hazel asks sitting up. "Yeah, we need to go," Frank says. "Nell it's time to go," Nico says. "Okay, fine I'm up," Penelope mumbles.

They get back in the car and continue driving. They finally get to long Island and start walking up to halfblood hill. "I'm so glad to be here! I haven't been here in forever," Hazel smiles. "It's been like three months," Nico says. "Still, it's been awhile," Hazel smiles as the pass Thalias former tree and into the barrier of camp. Penelope goes into her Cabin and quickly puts away her clothes and immediately runs into Cabin 9. "Hey, Penelope," Nyssa says. "Hey, Nyssa, is Leo around?" Penelope asks. "Yeah, he's been here for a few days, but he's working on a very important new project, and he really needs to focus," Nyssa explains. "Okay, if he gets a minute, tell him I'm here," Penelope says. "Sure," Nyssa nods as Penelope walks out. "Hey, Nell, how are you?" Piper asks. "I'm good, other than The fact that I've been in a car for the last two days," Penelope chuckles. "Have you seen Leo since you've been here?" Piper asks. "No, Nyssa said he's working on a new project, and he can't be distracted," Penelope explains. "Ah, that's rough, but he's got to come out at some point," Piper says. "Yeah I guess," Penelope shrugs.

Penelope still hasn't seen Leo by dinner time. So, she goes into the forge and sees Leo working on something. "Surprise!" Penelope squeals as she hugs Leo from behind. "Hey, amour, Nyssa told me you were here," Leo says as he turns around and kisses Penelope's lips. "What're you doing here?" Leo asks. "I haven't seen you all day," Penelope says. "And I know that you've been working all day, but I wanted to see you," Penelope says. "Mhm, I'm sorry amour, but I really need to finish my project, I'm so close to being done," Leo says. "Oh um okay," Penelope mumbles. "I'll see you later," Penelope adds as she walks away. "Yeah, okay, bye," Leo says as he continues Working. Penelope goes into her Cabin as she feels nauseas. She sits in front into the toilet in her bathroom while panting and hyperventilating and crying.

A few minutes later Nyssa walks into the forge. "Hey, was Nell in here?" Nyssa asks. "Yeah, I asked her to leave because I really want to finish her gift for her," Leo says. "You asked her to leave?" Nyssa asks. "Yeah, she understood," Leo says. "Did she understand or did she leave?" Nyssa asks. "What's the difference?" Leo asks. "You should go check on her," Nyssa suggests. Leo walks to cabin three and knocks on the door. "Amour, I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings," Leo says. "Nell?" Leo adds. Leo slowly walks into the cabin. Leo hears gagging and crying from the bathroom. "Penelope, is that you? Can I come in?" Leo asks. "L-leo?" Penelope sobs as be comes in. "What's wrong?" Leo asks as Penelope leans over the toilet and gags. Leo quickly pulls her hair back. "You don't care about me. All you care about is your stupid project," Penelope sobs. "Of course I care about you, mami," Leo says as he gently pulls Penelope onto his lap. "My stupid project is a gift for you, I'm not great with people, I didn't mean for it to sound like I didn't want you around," Leo says as Penelope gags again. "So, I'm d-dying for no reason?" Penelope gags. "You're not dying, you're having a panic attack, amour," Leo coos. "No no no, I'm dying, Leo," Penelope sobs. "No you're not, mami, you're having a panic attack," Leo says pulling her away from the toilet and leaning against his chest. "Deep breaths, match my breathing, amour," Leo says as he takes deep breath. Penelope starts breathing slowly. "There you go, nice and slow," Leo says. "I could've said nice and deep but I didn't want you to think we're doing something else," Leo chuckles as Penelope lets out a small laugh. "There, isn't that better," Leo says as Penelope starts calming down. "Do you wanna go lay on your bed?" Leo asks. "Yeah," Penelope says. Leo picks Her up bridal style and carries her to the bed. "I could've walked," Penelope mumbles. "I know," Leo says as they lay down and Penelope lays her head on his chest. "I'm sorry, that I made you feel bad," Leo says. "No, no, I'm sorry, I made you feel bad, and you ruined my surprise, all because I felt bad," Penelope says. "It's not your fault, I should have spent time with you when I knew you got here, but I did miss you a lot though," Leo says. "I missed you too," Penelope says. "It's not completely done yet, but do you want to see your surprise?" Leo asks. "I do, actually," Penelope says.

Leo and Penelope walk into the Hephaestus Cabin. "I'm going to cover your eyes as we walk alright," Leo smiles. "Okay, sure," Penelope says. Leo takes her into the underground tunnels and after walking for what seems like a long time Leo takes her into a room. The room had large lettering which read "My Family" with a ton of pictures all around the walls. "Okay, you can look now," Leo smiles uncovering Penelope's eyes. Penelope gasps and looks at each of the pictures. "Leo, you did all of this for me?" Penelope asks. "Of course I did, the last thing that I was going to finish was labeling the pictures by their cabin because there each organized by Godly Parent," Leo explains. "I think it's perfect, actually, I have a few pictures for you to hang up for me, if you don't mind," Penelope smiles. "Yeah absolutely," Leo says. Penelope takes out her wallet from her pocket and hands Leo several pictures. "Wow, these are pretty old, they are turning yellow practically," Leo hums. "Can I look at them?" Leo asks. "Mhm," She nods watching Leo look through the pictures. "Aw who is this stud living in your wallet?" Leo asks showing her a singular picture. "That is Charles Beckendorf, but there is a picture of you in there," Penelope smiles. "Ah yes the man that started the Cabin nine curse," Leo smiles. "Who is this?" Leo asks holding up a picture of two girls both carrying bows and had beautiful blue feathers into their hair. "That's Bianca Di Angelo, and Zoe Nightshade, they were both Hunters," Penelope says. "Is this you?" Leo asks holding up a picture of a little girl getting her hair braided by Grover and Annabeth. "Yeah, it is, and Grover and Annabeth," Penelope explains. "This is Luke right?" Leo asks. "Mhm, its insane how much he looks like Jason," Penelope says. "I have an idea, can we rearrange some of the pictures?" Penelope adds.

Several hours later the wall had even more pictures and t had taken up the entirety of two walls. The wall on the right from the door had a beautiful lettering that read "My Family," with pictures of almost everyone dead or alive who attended camp with Penelope for any length of time. While the wall parallel from the door had lettering that read "My Home," This wall had pictures of Will, Thalia, Annabeth, Percy, Conner and Travis Stoll, Grover, Graciela, Greyson, her mother, Cal, Poseidon, Luke, Silena, Drew, Bianca, Zoe, Piper, Jason, Nico, Reyna, Frank, Hazel, Charles, Ethan Nakamura and in the center of it all a picture of Leo and Penelope hugging, and of course Festus is in the background.

Leo and Penelope were lying underneath the stars in the strawberry fields. "I love you Leonidas Sammy Valdez," Penelope hums as she looks at the stars. "I love you Penelope Arion Lewis," Leo replies. "Isn't that the name of the Horse?" Leo asks. "Oh just shut up," Penelope smiles pulling Leo by the shirt to kiss his lips.

#leo valdez #x oc #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #fluff #camp half blood #piper mclean #jason grace #hazel levesque #will solace #nico di angelo #frank zhang

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