#chris rodriguez x reader

[blondejellykitty]

₊ ♡ ˚⊹ I'll be there on their side ₊ ♡ ˚⊹

୨୧ multi demigod x goddess reader ୨୧ the goddess of heroes and the protector of demigods was thought to be a mere myth and that was how she preferred it to be, until the time came when she could no longer stay away. a/n: (1.8k words) my first fic posted !! the title is from 'i bet on losing dogs' by mitski. the ending isn't exactly how i wanted but that's okay :)

Mortal children are told myths just the same as demigods. Usually mortal parents will tell them said stories to help themselves parent them like Jack Frost, to remember to put your jacket on or Santa Claus who won't show unless you behave well.

Parents of demigods however tell them for the child's benefit. Many legends aren't told but are taught at camp, once again to protect the demigods. Very few stories are able to be told without alerting any unwanted attention.

The entirety of the fall of Kronos from Zeus' beginning to his victory and the story of his earliest children. All revolving around Zeus in his prime, probably to keep himself ego inflated and unfaded.

Nevertheless this is another story that circulates the young ears of all demigods. The legend of the protector of demigods. Much is lost to time of the story but not even time himself can rip the hope that the lost goddess can give to the young heroes.

Very few things shocked the Olympians anymore, not in this century anyway. Of course Kronos and Gaea rising was one thing and Percy Jackson himself was another but the whispers from their children that after two titan wars sightings of their lost protector was becoming more frequent seemed to truly shock them.

After a few millennia of no contact from the goddess more than a few gods had assumed she simply faded quietly but now it seemed that wasn't the case at all.

It started as a mistaken identity.

With the son of Poseidon, Percy Jackson had thought she was nothing more than a helpful nymph.

Although the poison from the pit scorpion that Luke Castellan gave him was more than enough of a reason for Percy to not fully take in the figure in front of him.

He could faintly make out the outline of her dress but even that went blurry as quickly as he could blink. After struggling to get to the river in the middle of the deserted forest, he called for help, anyone's help.

So she answered.

In a daze of pain he recalls the feeling of being carried much like his mother used to do when he’d trip and hurt himself. He would have felt embarrassed but with a fading pulse he just mumbled best he could thanks to the tender nymph before his vision was lost to darkness.

After he’d recovered, Chiron told him if he'd been found any later he'd have been dead.

Thirty seconds, he thought.

After he had told everyone, everyone meaning Annabeth about Luke, he went back out to said woods to find the nymph who had helped him.

All he found was a few river spirits nearby who told him that no nymph went that close to the border that day. He’d made the river spirits promise to let him know if the mysterious nymph came back, she never did.

But nonetheless Percy remembered, and held thanks to the helpful nymph.

Mistaken identity shifted to a hallucination.

The son of Hermes, Travis Stoll had sworn himself to secrecy under the impression he'd have imagined the whole encounter.

An embarrassing thought he often let himself drift back to on more than one occasion. It had started when he and Connor had been setting up traps in the woods for the next capture the flag game.

They'd been out there all afternoon, they decided to turn back for curfew, best to not tempt the harpies when he'd tripped on a lodged rock in the ground and managed to roll down and crash into a further down tree.

A thick root from the tree he'd fallen against impaled his side making his shirt and the dirt around him to turn a dark red colour. The sight of the root appearing out his side Connor ran towards camp faster than he'd ever seen him run during their pranks yelling for healers and for Chiron.

When he'd think back on it he wasn't sure if it was the quiet of the forest or the numbness of his body but dark spots began to invade his vision and he couldn't help but embrace them without caution.

Until the most beautiful woman came out from behind a nearby tree, rushing towards him in a fuzzy blur. Her elegant hair falling past her face almost making a blanket of warmth and safety around the two of them.

She was the most stunning thing he'd ever seen. Better than the full moon, the sunrise and sunset. Better than the ocean or a flower. He could hear her softly speaking to him but he couldn't make out the words.

He didn't know how long he'd been staring in awe at the woman. Travis was sure he'd be red with embarrassment if all his 'red' wasn't currently bleeding out of him.

He looked over towards where he heard his brother's frantic voice getting closer to him. The sight of him and a few cabin 7 campers not far behind him did well to ease his own worry. He looked back for the woman but she was gone.

He doubted if he'd seen the woman but shook it off as nothing more than pain induced illusion.

Then from a hallucination to a mortal.

The son of Hades, Nico di Angelo should've known better than to assume that anyone who approached him was 100% mortal.

After spending more time in the demigod world he realized that mortals don't ever come over to talk to demigods, or maybe that was just his problem.

Nevertheless even mortals can see some kind of underworld aura around him even if they don't understand what they're seeing.

Which makes it all the more irritating that his younger self didn't realize the woman who helped him was probably not entirely mortal. He could still remember it so clearly, she was after all one of the few at that time that had been kind to him.

He had spent the night searching for an entrance to the underworld, his father had told him in a dream a few nights prior that it was in the area. He also mentioned that it was supposed to be easier to find for children of his.

Well that turned out to be crap.

Nico had spent all day and now late into the night walking around New york city trying to find a specific street corner. He was tired and hungry but most of all angry.

He called off his search once his eyes started to sting. Finding a bus stop bench to rest at. He pulled his knees to rest his head against. Tears stung his eyes more than his fatigue when a smell of food wafted near him.

Lifting his head he saw a woman, dressed in a cozy cardigan, the beige kind a mother would wear. She was carrying a bag, he could faintly make out the logo of the logo of a restaurant he remembered passing on the contains inside.

She never spoke but her eyes almost made him cry, a look of care and worry. one he'd imagined his own mother having from the stories Bianca would tell him.

She leaned over and rested the beg softly on the bench next to him, he could feel the heat from it warming her leg. He asked her who she was and why she'd given him her food but all she did was smile and ruffle his hair like Bianca used to do.

He could feel his tears roll down his neck as he watched her keep walking down the street until she eventually walked out of vision. He was just glad someone was kind to him.

Even if it was just a friendly mortal.

Then from a mortal to a mother.

The son of Hermes, Chris Rodriguez couldn't believe he could see his mother in the middle of the haunted Labyrinth.

It had been Luke who ordered him to go into the traumatizing maze and he'd done it willingly, so eager to help his older brother for the cause of getting revenge, justice, to be noticed.

But as most things in Chris's life it had gone horribly wrong. He couldn't even remember most of the horror he'd seen in there, the human brain forcing him to forget just so that he can move on from it all.

But one of the few things that stuck with him was the memory of his mother. Now, he knew it was completely impossible his mother, who'd died just helping him to get to camp, was in the labyrinth with him but his vivid recollection of those moments left little doubt.

He remembers leaning against one of the ever shifting walls, ready to give up on getting out for good.

When he felt a warm hand on his shoulder, he recalls not even flinching from it because of the calming ease it put him in, he could feel himself slurring his word and frantically almost magically speaking but it wouldn't reach his ears.

He had a light aura around her, and a gentle smile as she carefully lead the way through the twists and turns of the darken maze.

He relives the memory as best he can, he could still hear the faint whispers from her mouth, promising she wouldn't let him go and that it would be alright soon.

In hindsight that was something his mother would never do, his mother cared for him not was anything but emotional.

Part of him likes to think that Thanatos had lost her soul for a moment and she'd come to help when he most needed her.

He was just glad that someone had helped him because he hated the thought of what had happened to him if they hadn't.

Finally from a mother to a mourner.

The son of Jupiter, Jason Grace was the lost goddess' last straw.

Too many had already lost their lives in wars fought in seemingly vain. No matter how she felt for them nor how she longed to help them, rules were rules as the King of Olympus loved to remind everyone.

But when the fate meddled day approached and her sweet kind hero had perished, some rules were to be broken in order to do some good.

The day Jason Grace died was a day every demigod remembers, they felt the sadness draped over both camps and everyone in them.

Even demigods who had never even met the fallen hero were mourning him with such intensity.

The lost goddess knew it was because of her her grief was spilling into their own lives, her sadness swallowing them up with it.

Part of her wanted to stop, knowing it was affecting the little heroes but another darker part wanted it to spur them into action, she wanted it to make them want change.

But look how that had turned out the first time. As much as she wanted to change she settled for a medium, she’d change and she'd do what she was meant to.

Help the young heroes live and thrive, no matter the cost to any other immortal in her way...

[urfavcurlypookie]

People: Luke is dead, he was a traitor he betrayed-

Me: "HE'S INNOCENT! HE WAS A VICTIM! HE IS ALIVE" I scream as the nurses took me in the mental room

[kaciebello]

King of thieves

Masterlist Luke Castellan x Hades! reader (implied, fem) Summary: Luke is naturally borrowing things without asking. He is rather shocked when someone beats him at his own game Warning: no use of y/n author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) Word count: 1,7k Song: Karma by Taylor Swift

May 3rd

Luke was the son of Hermes. The god of messengers and travellers. The god of thieves. It made sense he couldn't help it. Sometimes, his hands just moved independently and suddenly he was carrying a gold bracelet in his pockets. Nonedobletly belongs to one of the aphorides kids. He's used to giving a few days and then pretending to find it in one of the fields. He watched his sibling bring many questionable things to the cabin, with even more questionable origins. That is was he not surprised by his friends' accusations.

“Give it back.” She said, one hand on her hip and the other palm up to him.

“I don't have it.” He argued back. His arms crossed over his chest. The girl just narrowed her eyes. 

“I don't have time for this. Give it back.” The girl said as if it would suddenly jog his memory if he took her bracelet with the scythe charm on it. So again, he shook his head, signalling he did not have it. The girl just sighed and let her hands hang around her body.

“I swear if this is another paintbrush situation, I will burn you on a stake Castellan.” Grin spread across his face as he watched her walk away. Possibly trying to retrace her steps, trying to see if she just lost it after all.

She didn't. The bracelet was burning hole in his pockets right now. Had she just searched him better, she would have noticed him moving it from pocket to pocket. He snatched it first thing in the morning, they made a bet during breakfast and shook on it. She did not even notice it. Luke thanks his chams for that.

In his defence, he had all the reasons to steal it. Well maybe not legal reasons, but reasons nonetheless. He turned around on his heel and walked back to his cabin.

–

May 10th

“Are you sure you don't have it?”  She said as she circled him, her sword lifted his way just a little bit. Luke couldn’t do anything but laugh. They were both sweaty from all the sparing, and the bright sun did not help. Her hair was messy from all the jumping and rolling around. He found her endearing like this. 

“It's been a week, If I did I would have given it back to you at this point.”  He turns his body to face her. It was the truth, had he taken it by accident, which wasn't the case. The girl just frowns at him before looking at him in the eyes.

“I feel like you're lying.” She says taking a few steps to him. Her sword taps his chest as she does. Luke could only smile. He knew the bracelet was placed safely in a box that was wedged between the wall and his mattress.

“ Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.” he teases her, placing his hand on the sword. Not worrying about any scratches. 

“Which one is it, Castellan?” Now it was his turn to take steps closer to her. They were almost chest-to-chest at this point. Looking at her doe eyes, a smirk spread on his face.

“ Do you consider telling half-truths a lie?” The girl just snickered at him before moving back. he would feel the sword moving and tap him on his biceps.

“Pull your sleeves down, it's distracting.” Luke flexed his mussels one more time before doing so.

–

May 17th

“Did you steal this too?” She says looking at the can of Diet Coke in her hand. Luke just rolls his eyes. He did.

“No, now shut up and enjoy the view.”  He took her can and set it aside alongside his. The Girl just shrugged and lay down, watching the stars. Luke followed suit.  Although it was his idea to go stargazing, he didn't pay much attention. sure, his eyes were very much watching the stars, but he was mentally screaming. Probably more than the younger campers he could hear in the background. They were so close that their hands were brushing against each other. 

His pinkie itched to wrap around hers, but his nerves only allowed him to twitch without actually moving it. The girl was babbling something about the stars but he really couldn't make out any words. Only focusing on the way her voice made him feel. All silly and like he was made pudding. 

His ears almost perked up when he heard her sigh. Turning his gaze from the stars in the night sky to look into those in her eyes, trying to figure out what was annoying her. It was like his heart stopped when she turned her whole body to face him.  They were so close he could almost feel her breath on his face. 

He mimicked her. Resting on his side next to her. To others, they may look comical, but Luke certainly did not care.

“Ya know,” Her eyes shift behind him. “ OH MY GOD, THAT ONE LOOKS LIKE A SCYTHE!” She yelped and pointed to something behind him. He could only turn his head before he let out a laugh. 

“You're still one that?” He turns to her with moon-crescent eyes. The girl had a look of disbelief on her face.

“Yes, I'm still on that! You stole it and won't admit it!” Her finger poked his chest. He could only grab her wrist and pull her on top of him, shaking them both in laughter.

–

May 24th

“I have no idea what you're talking about,” he says over his food. The girl pointed her fork at him.

“Yes, you do. this is like the paintbrushes and the bracelet. Where is my book.” She says. Luke just rolls his eyes as he has nothing to say. For once, this wasn't his fault. Yes he borrowed her paintbrushes once and forgot to give them back, and yes he's currently in possession of her bracelet, but he would never take her books. He's not a monster.

He leans over and takes a bite from her fork. The girl just huffs.

“I wasn't even near your room.” He defences himself. She has nothing to prove him wrong.

“I just have this feeling it was you. It's like my 6th sense.” She says again and looks into the distance. Intentionally avoiding eye contact. 

“Well, I don't know what to tell you. What would I even do with your book.”

“Read it.” He raises his eyebrows at her. 

“ Medical books?” He questions her. She just nods, as if any of this makes sense.

“Yeah, maybe you wanna steal my job too. Who knows.” She shrugs and returns to her food.

“I do not want-”

“Yes! Sorry for bothering you guys, but I found this book outside by the beach. And you're the only one I know that actually reads stuff like this.” The small Apollo kid places the book on the table and skips away.

The girl's gaze fixated on the book. Her tongue poking her cheek. Luke smirks before chuckling to himself.

“looks like your 6th sense is broken, sweetheart.”

“Oh shut up.”

–

May 31st

Luke was nervous, and he did not like it. He was used to making people nervous, not the other way around. So why was he fidgeting with his fingers? The little box in his pockets burned more and more every minute.

He was standing in the little clearing in the woods. Enough trees for them to have privacy but clear enough for them to stargaze again. He could hear the snap of a twig, making him turn around to the sound.

There she stood in front of him. In his eyes, she looked as much as any goddess could. he was seen if he ever met Aphrodite, she would resemble his dearest friend.

A smile spread across his face and she mimicked him.

“Grover told me to meet you here. He said it was an emergency. You don't look very emergent.” She joked and made her way to him. He let out a huff, but let her to the little blanket that was laid out on the floor.  They took their shoes off and sat down.

They both took half of a sandwich he stole from the kitchen today and looked at the stars again. Luke already learned that stargazing gives him time to gaze at her without her noticing much. Today he wasn't so careful.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” she says, swallowing the last bite of her food, her eyes not moving from the stars.

“Like what?” he cocks his head at her.

“Like I stole something from you.” 

“Because you did.” An offended gasp left her as she whipped her head from the stars to him. He just giggled at her expression.

“Excuse you?? I did not. That’s your speciality and we both know that!” She argued back. “There is nothing I could steal without you noticing.”

“But you did.” He says again, moving closer to her. She glares at him while she moves to sit in his lap. Frowning her eyes, she takes a breath to speak again, but Luke stops her by shaking his head.

“You, my little star, have stolen my heart.” He says, looking her straight in the eyes. Again before she can speak he interrupts her. “Also, I have something for you.”

He reaches into his pocket to pull out the little box. Her eyes were glued to it. He turned it around and opened it. Inside was absolutely nothing. Luke's eyes widened in shock and fear. Little whispers of no’s and panicked patting of his pockets. 

“What's wrong? Looking for something?” She says flashing her wrist at him. Luke didn't pay it much attention. He started to apologise and grabbed her arm. His palm lands on something cold. he stops and turns her wrist to his vision. 

There sat a bracelet with a scythe charm on it. the one that was supposed to be in his pocket. Frozen he stared at it before shifting his eyes at her. She just smiled at him.

“How?” He breathed out. She just laughed.

“I snatched it from you like a week ago. Surprised you didn't notice.” She says it with such ease, knowing she beat him in his own game. He can just shake his head.

His arm sneaked up to her neck as he pulled her to a kiss. She may have stolen his heart and her bracelet back, but from now on, he's gonna steal all the kisses he can.

[augustiscoquette]

luke castellen headcanons.

During capture the flag, if you are on other team. And you get the flag he won't try to stop you, he'll be screaming "THATS MY BABY!"

He asks before, touching you anywhere.

He's a bottom because, he's afraid of hurting you if he was a top.

He loves your scent, it's like oxygen to him.

Pet names for you

Mrs castellen

Darling

Mama's

Bbg

Wifey

Taglist @tlgad1989

RIP GEORGE COOPER FLY AS HIGH AS YOUR B8G BACKED SELF CAN ANGEL 🕊️

[mehwmidklpe]

I need to post fics but idk what to post 😭

[iceandpeaches]

lipstick kisses; chris rodriguez

pairing: chris rodriguez x unclaimed fem!reader

warnings: not proofread, lower case intended

summary: your lipstick staining chris' face

a/n: i'm severely deprived of chris rodriguez fics

both unclaimed, chris and y/n resided in the hermes cabin. though you had a growing concern that you both would be related, it wasn’t chris’ biggest concern. 

chris’ hands were wrapped around your waist and your hands tangled in his dark curly hair, lips swollen from the constant kissing. you gently pulled away from him, his brown eyes staring at your olive ones. his gaze was always soft with you, like a puppy begging for food. you hum, gently running your hand through his hair, kissing his cheek. his lips curled into a gentle smile, his grip tightening around your waist pulling you closer.

“y/n, something wrong?”

“i just..”

“we’re not related darling, i promise.”

his lips met yours, a smile creeping on your lips. you’d trust him this time, at least for now. you both continued to admire each other, forgetting you had tinted lipstick on. you’d left kisses all over his face before starting to make out with him, his face peppered with your lip tint.

“oh- shoot.”

“what?” 

“your face-”

chris glanced down at your lips, your lip product smudged from the furious making out. his eyes went blank, running down to the lake to check his face; coming back and kissing your cheek.

“would you be mad if i walked around like this?”

you laugh, kissing his cheeks a few more times, the shape of your lips covering chris’ face. he hugged you tight, hands rubbing your ticklish sides. you giggled, resting your chin at the crook of his neck; his curls tickling your cheek. 

“i wouldn't be, you look wonderful honey.”

reblogs and reposts would be appreciated ^^

[reicraft]

How not to lose a brother, no glue no borax

Hermes!fem!reader x Hermes cabin

Summary: luke betrays camp and you don’t know what to do or how to feel anymore. Luckily your siblings seem to be there for you.

Contains: pure angst!!, hermes sibling dynamics, SPOILERS for last Olympian, takes place during the titans curse/battle of the labyrinth. Not really a happy ending? Character death.

A/N: hi guys this is my first ff on tumblr hope you like it. Slightly (or mostly) inspired by the ‘no glue no borax trend’ on tik tok.

Word count: 1.2K

You would think that a cabin like cabin 11 always felt alive and full of people, yet you couldn't help but feel like the loneliest girl in that there. The dull brown walls felt suffocating, but the thought of leaving them seemed even more terrifying.

 “Come on sis you’ve got to leave your bed someday,” said Connor, carrying a tray of food. He sat on the footer of the bed and looked up at the girl. Being the closest in age–just one year apart– Connor was your rock and your partner in crime. 

You slowly sat up and grabbed the small bowl of strawberries from the tray. “Maybe Hypnos is my dad,” you said sarcastically while wrapping a blanket around yourself. Maybe Connor was right. It was time to touch the grass and wash up a bit. 

“That would be a shame, I can't afford to lose another–'' he cut himself off before messing up big time. You shifted in your seat uncomfortably, eyes getting watery with the thought of him again. The old Hermes cabin counselor. 

You were there that day when the iris message arrived in camp. Luke, your older brother, confessing to poisoning Thalia's tree and betraying camp. It wasn't as if the news only affected you; every single one of your half-siblings couldn't believe it. It had explained why he didn't arrive at camp that year or why Chris wasn't there to annoy you like always. Oh wait, that meant Chris also left. You were never the same again.

you were merely 10 years old when you first arrived, being claimed by your father as soon as you stepped foot into camp. Connecting with your other siblings in an instant, especially with Luke. You looked up to him; he was the older brother you never had growing up as an only child. He taught you how to use a sword and how to utilize your abilities to their full potential. It was fun to steal the camp store with your siblings, a weird bonding experience for sure.  Being a year-rounder also meant spending more time at camp, which also meant getting to know Luke better than most of your other siblings. 

Truly, nothing prepared you for such a harsh reality check. You blame yourself for not seeing the signs after his quest; the constant waking up in the middle of the night screaming in fear. the sudden harshness towards others, slowly disconnecting from camp. Sadly, you started to blame your father for everything–how he treated Luke, how he treated you, and how he seemed to not care for the pain you felt. 

“Y/N Travis told me not to tell you but they found Chris, He's alive.” Your eyes widened with shock, you knew Chris wasn't dead, but the thought that he was no longer with Luke made you worry even more. At least if he was with the enemy, he was still with his brother. 

“Where is he?” you said, getting up, ready to travel to the depths of Tartarus just to see him again. 

“Wooh, hold your horses, he was brought back to camp but, he's not in the condition you want to see him in,” Connor said, a slight shakiness to his words as if he had seen Chris, as if he was hiding something. 

“What do you mean by that? I don't care about that I just want to see him again” You were starting to get angry. You weren't the same immature 10-year-old from before. You could handle this, or at least you wanted to believe you could. 

Connor got annoyed. He knew better than to go against his brother's wishes, but he thought this news could bring a smile to your face, a smile long forgotten. “Travis was right; I shouldn't have told you,” He said, getting up from your bed, about to leave the cabin. He couldn't afford to dwell on these things. He now had to be head counselor, thinking about the course of action the camp would take.

 But you ran, catching up to him, grabbing his arm. You felt compelled to know this information; he was your brother. “You and Travis can't keep hiding things from me. I am not a child anymore. Don't you think it hurts me every day how I lost my brothers or how I might lose more in war " Tears were threatening to spill out your eyes, your legs felt weak from not walking in such a long time and your emotions could no longer be contained.

"See Y/N, that's the thing. You're so blinded by your pain. Don't you see the rest of us grieving? Don't you see how Julia and Alice have stopped with their pranks? How me and Travis have to be in charge of this damn cabin with no guidance.” you had never seen Connor actually get angry before, He was the camp clown he played pranks on people, he made people laugh, he didn't make them cry. 

“You're not the only one hurting, Y/N, Understand that '' he finished off pulling his arm away from your grip. The tears you held on to finally started to spill, It was true you could be selfish at times, but you couldn't afford to fight with your siblings; it was the only thing left in your life. Alexa, one of your sisters was the one to bring you food that night, not seeing Connor until after the campfire, very clearly annoyed and avoiding you after your little spat. 

You knew tension was high in the cabin but you didn't stop to think it was this bad. You were so caught up in your own agenda that you didn't see how you could all fight at a time like this. You had to have each other's backs. Everybody a camp loved Luke; that was a fact, but nobody felt the true betrayal of a sibling like you guys did.

It had been a year now, and you and your siblings found yourselves on Mount Olympus embracing each other and sobbing as you saw your poor brother die. “He died a hero,'' they said but that still didn't stop the pain. It was enough to see him betray camp, witness so many demigods die in battle, see Chris go mad from his days in the labyrinth, see camp slowly dying. Now there was a dagger still inside of Luke. 

You missed the times you played poker in cabin 11 or made chocolate chip cookies (his and your favorite), sword fighting, everything. You've only met your father a few times; you couldn't help but blame him for so much. Yet here he was with you guys equally as sad, Travis swore he saw the old man shed a tear or two. It made you laugh slightly when he told you that, not that it was something to laugh at,  just the thought of a god showing emotions seemed foreign. 

It was funny how grief brought you all together, more united than before. But still, that didn't mean you could look past Luke's actions and the pain you felt. Maybe someday in the future, you would understand where he was coming from, but for now, you couldn't help but cry those feelings and thoughts away. 

[justanotherduck26]

Silena looking panicked: CLARISSE!

Clarisse: WHAT? WHO DO I NEED TO KILL!?

Silena: Y/N ASKEDMETOWATCHCHRISWHILETHEYRESTEDBUTICANTFINDCHRIS!

Clarisse: ok say that again slowly

Silena: Y/n asked me to watch their boyfriend Chris to make sure he doesn't spiral again but I lost him

Clarisse: and you thought I could help?

Silena:........ Touchè

[ghostlyloversworld]

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Chris rodriguez! X fem! Reader

Idea- Chris made reader fall but it leads to more

Waring- not proofread, the use of y/n!

Song- none!

Chris huffed. He was walking behind Percy and Luke, annoyed a little that he's kinda left out but oh well.. Luke was walking the new boy around camp half blood. The boy was unclaimed but that's how every demigod starts out. You don't get picked automatically. No you have to impress the gods to be picked. Until you do something that impresses the gods you're in the clear.

As they walked. Chris wasn't watching what he was doing and he fell but in the process he brought down the daughter of Hera. He had grabbed her when he was falling because he bumped into her without knowing but to make it worse.. He tried to ground himself by holding her but ended up making her fall with him

"Oh my gods" he started to stumble over his words "i-.. Ummm.. I'm so sorry Y/n! I didn't m-mean to grabbed you!" She sits up "it's okay.. I'm fine a-are you okay?" He nodded as he stands up. He held his hand out for the girl "yeah I'm fine.. "

Y/n gently grabbed his hand. He pulled her up but as he pulled her up his mind being to race

She's so pretty. She probably thinks your stupid now.

He was panicking badly. But didn't let it show, his hands were sweaty but after he pulled y/n up he continues to hold her hand. "Oh um.. " Y/n said softly as she looks at their hands

She started to feel her face become warm. He quickly let's go of her hand "I-im so so sorry y/n" he was scared for her reaction but she laughs softly at how he panicked "oh don't worry.. I don't mind.. You know if you hold my hand"

It had been three days after that little Incident, Chris and Y/n had grown closer. So of course the way they looked at each other during breakfast makes Luke turn his head as he scrapes off the eggs on his plate.he asked Chris "so you and Y/n" Chris laughs nervously "yeah ummm.. I really don't know.. I mean I like her but I don't know if she likes me back" that made Luke laugh hard "dude are you serious.. Be for real she is looking at you like you hung the world" he smirks at Chris "oh...oh! " Chris finally realized what Luke meant after 2 seconds

Now that made Chris feel all griddy inside you could say he's crushing hard on the daughter of Hera

After breakfast. He walks over to the daughter of Hera to which she gently turned around with a smile on her face "Hey Chris! " he waved at her "Hey Y/n" he finally got the chance to ask her the

Question that has been on his mind for a good while now "are you single" she nodded "yeah why?.. " he tried to be smooth about his next lines but the poor baby wasn't smooth at all

"So that means I can be you're boyfriend" she laughs softly "I would love for you to be my boyfriend"

Let's just say. Chris had a stupid grin on his face because he got the girl in the end.

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• 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒 𝖩𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗈𝗇

• 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗁 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾

• 𝖦𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖴𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽

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• 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖡𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖿

• 𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖱𝗈𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗓

• 𝖶𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖲𝗈𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾

• 𝖣𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖳𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗄𝖺

𝖳𝗈𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖣𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺 ☼︎

• 𝖢𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗇𝖾𝗒

• 𝖦𝗐𝖾𝗇

• 𝖣𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇

• 𝖳𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍

• 𝖫𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌𝖺𝗒

• 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋

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• 𝖡𝖾𝗍𝗁

• 𝖭𝗈𝖺𝗁

• 𝖫𝖾𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗐𝗇𝖺

• 𝖡𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾

• 𝖣𝗃

• 𝖨𝗓𝗓𝗒

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• 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗅𝖽

• 𝖤𝗏𝖺

• 𝖲𝖺𝖽𝗂𝖾

• 𝖪𝖺𝗍𝗂𝖾

(𝖬𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖽𝖽. 𝖲𝗈 𝗂𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾'𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍, 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈.)

𝖬𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗇

• 𝖩𝖺𝖼𝗈𝖻 𝖯𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗇

• 𝖠𝗅𝗆𝖺 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖾

• 𝖤𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝖡𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗆

• 𝖡𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗐𝗒𝗇 𝖡𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗅𝖾𝗒

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• 𝖬𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖭𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

• 𝖧𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇

• 𝖥𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺 𝖥𝗋𝖺𝗎𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖾𝗅𝖽

[urfavcurlypookie]

Mother's Rage

Luke Castellan x Daughter of demeter reader

Short story

demeter had heard the gods speck about the traitor in the camp but the thing she wasn't expecting to hear was that the boy. Was dating one of her children Demeter sat quickly and straight "what's the boys name again?" She felt rage and worry for her child all the gods and goddesses went quiet as Apollo spoke up with precaution not to make her even more mad "Luke, his name is Luke Castellan son of Hermes..he.." Apollo hesitated to say more as Demeter looks at him "he what?!? What are you all hiding from me!" She hits her fist on the table as it echoes Zeus rubbed his temper "Luke...has kidnapped your daughter..." He sighs Demeter felt like her world stopped working did she hear right? Were these some sick jokes? No it was a reality Demeter sink in her throne letting the words hit her no she thought she lost Persephone her daughter to Hades now...she had lost one of her demigods to a traitor? One of her babies. History repeated itself but it always hit hard especially on her losing her children to horrible men. She didn't even know if her demigod would live especially with someone like Luke...She saw the parallels between Persephone and You, both taken by a man just because they were deeply in love with her beauty. But Demeter knew Beauty came with a Price....

[kaciebello]

Us before you and me

Masterlist Luke Castellan x Hades! reader (implied, fem) Summary: Luke and the readers’ relationship before they became a couple. Luke is an absolute loser when it comes to crushes. Warning: no use of y/n, luke is a total looser author note: English is not my first language so I am sorry for any mistakes beforehand. Proofread by me and me only (Ｔ▽Ｔ) word count: 1,3k

Luke Castellan was 14 when he came to the camp, and he was sad. Not only did he just lose a friend that turned into a tree, but he had to pretend to like his dad.

Now that he was 15, his mind was somewhere else, his friends to be exact. He tried to make friends with everyone. But these two in the Hermes cabin just caught his eye. They argued all the time, it was almost unbearable, and yet they refused to sleep anywhere but next to each other. It has been a few months since they got here, and somehow their banter has extended to him.

So now that he and Chris were watching the Aphrodite girlies, Chris had dragged him out. He was talking about something Luke did not care about. He only started to pay attention when he slapped him. Luke gave him a confused look.

“You're not even looking man,” Cris says.

“Because it's creepy!” Luke argues back. It was creepy, they disguised themself as resting campers next to the Aphrodite cabin. To him, and everyone else, it looked like Cris just discovered what a woman is. Granted, they just turned 15, so he is certain that was the case. Luke couldn't bring himself to care. When he thought about girls only one face came to his mind, and he was not about to confess that to his friend.

“Don't you see them! They look good!” Chri says back. 

“I like someone already.” Chris looks at him with a deadpaned look. Absolute silence. Maybe Luke really should not have said anything. According to Chris, Luke could have anyone in the camp. Even crowing him as the heartthrob of the camp.  Luke tried to move on as fast as he could from this conversation, however, Chris's attention was sparked, and would not let go of the conversation.

They kept going back and forth and none of them noticed a familiar girl come their way.

“ Stop spying on the aphrodite cabin like they are some prey!” She says, effectively tearing them out of their argument.

“ Prey?? What are we? Animas?” Luke was quick to defend himself. He didn't even want to be here.

“ Not you, you raging virgin,”  Chris says and gives him a side-eye. The girl just rolls her eyes. 

“I'm not a virgin!” Luke's voice cracked, not something he wanted to happen while defending his honor. His eyes snap to the girl, hoping that she would believe him. But she looked like she wouldn't even believe he had hair on his head. Luke signs defeat. There is no winning in this. He just has to come to terms with the fact that his crush thinks he's a total loser.

–

When Luke turned 16 he realized he wanted to look ripped. And he wanted to get girls, well a specific one but he will not say that aloud. He will tell you he just wants to be a better hero with glory and all that. However Luke was 16, and he had no better idea than to practice in front of his crush.

He was nervous. Sweating. He couldn't tell if it was from the sword fighting or her. She was just sitting down and looking at him. His heart was beating way too fast for his liking. So he was very glad when his opponent called it quits and he could rest.

He went and sat down next to the girl. She smiled and handed him a towel and cold water. He rolled his sleeves up his shoulders to feel some of the cold air. The girl had to do a double-take at him. He could see her in the corner of his eye looking at him. He flexed his arms just a little.

“ Exposing your biceps like that? What a slut.” She says. His eyes widen for a second before he composes himself. He turns to her with a smirk on his face.

“ You like that don't you.”  That stopped her in the tracks. He could practically see the clogs turn in her head.

“Maybe I do.” She says, her eyes fixated on his arms. Luke went red and looked away. He could feel her arm on him as she studied his mussels. He let her arm wander, they were seemingly in their world.  Her arms slip to his chest. He looked down and then back to her.

“ I know my pecs are big but can you stop objectifying me?” The girl stopped in her tracks and looked him dead in the eyes.

“Nah.” With that, she just continued to feel him up. He just let her.

—

Luke was 17 when one of his closest friends was claimed by Hades and had to move out of the cabin into a small room above the medical storage unit. He helped her move the stuff, not that she had much but still. When he walked into the room he saw her standing with Chris, who upon seeing him gave him a smirk. Luke sat the bag down and turned around to see Crish walking out giving him a wink.

Luke turned to the girl with a confused look. She just shrugged and thanked him for bringing the bag. He could feel the tension in the air. Luke looked around the room. It wasn't big, but it was something, and first and foremost it was private. Not something he could say about his bed. He looked at the girl again. She was not sporting a black camp shirt instead of an orange one. Fitting for a Hades kid. 

When his eyes got to her face his heart jumped to her throat for a bit. She was looking at him with a sheepish smile. 

“So Chris said-” Right then and there he knew. He knew his friend had said something he shouldn't.

“Don't believe Chris !” He yelped and grabbed her hand. Silently he begged her to forget whatever the boy told her. She raised her eyebrows at him.

“ So you don't get a major ‘love boner’ every time you see me?” A whine leaves Luke's lips.

“Why did he have to put it like that.” He says his voice high-pitched. The girl just let out a laugh.

—

Luke was 18 when he confessed. He was 18 when she confessed back. And he was 18 when he kissed his crush of 4 years.  He was 18 now lying in the Hermes cabin looking at the ceiling dreamingly. He could only remember what her hands and lips felt on him. The other 3 boys were taking none of that.

“He's a mess. Like mess mess.” Says Connor looking at his counsellor with a weird look, before turning to his brother who wore a similar expression.

“ Mess in distress but still the best dressed?” Answered Travis. He has been cursed by one of the Apollo kids to say things that rhyme but not really.  It's been going on for a week now with no sign of going away.

“He's definitely not best dressed, I can tell you that.” Says Chris sitting at the foot of Luke's bed cleaning his nails.

Lukes wasn't paying them attention. He finally achieved what he wanted since 15.  He could handle the teasing if it meant he could sneak into her room after calling lights out. One of the twins poked him in the ribs but he just swatted them away.

He could hear them say he was gone, but the only thing he could think about was his girlfriend. 

It was a year later when he was 19 and risked everything.

[augustiscoquette]

I can't find ur rules so ignor this if it's against them but pegging luke. Like hear me out him being a little too cocky so u have to remind him

warnings: fem!reader, use of y/n, swearing, smut, pegging!m!receiving, Apollo!reader , Loser!Luke, dom!reader

"yeah, y'know I'm the best sword fighter in camp."

Luke said in a really flirty tone to a new male camper around his age. (It's a headcanon of mine that he's bi and really flirty but he would never really cheat)

"Luke. Cabin. Now."

Y/n says through gritted teeth.

"yes ma'am."

Y/n grabs his hand and drags him to the Apollo cabin, there where no kids in there as they were all doing there activities. Y/n throws him on the bed.

"strip you whore."

August said before crawling in the bed, As Luke was stripping she grabs his jaw she asks.

"you really thought, you were gonna get away with flirting with the new boy huh?"

Luke was already crying, as he was finally stripped.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry mommy, mommy I'm sososo sorry."

Luke says, choking on tears.

"turn over."

Y/n pulls out a giant silicone dick, rubbing lube all over it.

"NO, mommy please no, I don't want the big cock please please please please."

"I. Said. Turn over."

Luke turned over still crying his pretty little eyes out. As August shoved it inside, of his pretty little hole..

"fuck fuck mommy."

Luke said gripping the sheets, and staining y/ns pillows with tears. As he was being continually, being fucked his hole being stretched around the fake fat cock.

[mehwmidklpe]

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