#i am very used to being alone by just myself n apollo n my family whom i love very much so i may be really reserved w my friends

[fbfh]

I mean, you did ask - leo x reader

all  characters are aged up to 18+ for smexy subtext

word count: 2k

pairing: leo x gn child of calliope reader

genre: adventure, romance, hints at a lowkey soulmate au

summary: after a bumpy reunion turned interrogation with your friends, you finally prove to Leo that you’re someone worth catching up with

warnings: swearing, friends hold you at knife point (for good reason) memory loss, dimesion/reality travel, the phrase “horrible sexy little goose” not about an actual animal, moderate time difference between worlds, reader is acting like a cocky piece of shit half the time, you call yourself sexy a lot, annabeth slaps reader and reader is unbothered, reader and leo hae very visceral reactions upon seeing each other, piper picks up on this, moderately aggressive face grabbing, discussing personal info with someone somewhat privately, brief mentions of hand holding and hair pulling during sex, you spill tea about the rest of the demisquad, I think that’s it pls tell me if I missed any

song rec: choke - i don’t know how but they found me

a/n: this is from a very vivid daydream I had so er ah if reader seems op coded that’s cause she is uwu

You were excited to reunite with your friends after so long, but being tied up and held hostage at knifepoint by the people you love who don’t even remember you wasn’t the welcome wagon you were hoping for. Then again, as a child of Calliope, you can’t say you’re surprised. 

Apollo has a lot of kids, but demigod children of the muses are exceptionally less common. They’re volatile, really powerful, extremely engrossed in their art, and usually care more about their latest thesis paper or painting or manuscript than going on quests, and more often than not have very specific powers. You, for example, love quests but feel like you never get to go on any, usually because you’re fighting monsters somewhere else. One fun little power you inherited from your mom is - somewhat involuntary - dimension shifting. 

A lot of times you just get summoned somewhere else, with a little inherent background knowledge and your weapon, set free into the new world like a horrible sexy little goose. There’s usually some kind of objective you need to meet; find this person, set something in motion, give someone support in a time of need, deliver a package. After that, you get sent back to your family at camp half blood. The catch, one of them at least, is that a few days Somewhere Else could be no more than a few minutes in your homeverse. 

Another catch is that because of all that, and the fact that you wouldn’t know how to begin explaining, let alone if anyone would believe you, no one knows you can do this yet. Chiron has an idea, but you’ve never told anyone outright. 

You guess now is as good of a time as any to come clean, as Percy holds his sword threateningly close to your neck. You let out a disbelieving laugh, and bite the inside of your cheek.

“Okay, okay… you want the truth?” he starts to back off, and you continue, leaning forward, “I’m not surprised you’d want to know where someone this sexy-” your words cut off as Annabeth’s hand slaps you across the face. You let out a laugh of disbelief, cheek stinging.

“A cheap shot, Annabeth? Wow, I really didn’t take you for the type,” she grabs your face, leaning in close, knife once again against your throat. 

"How do you know my name." She hisses, and behind her, the door opens. Messy dark curls peek over her head in your vision and you know instantly who it is. Your heart starts pounding, loud and hard, and something heavy starts swirling deep in your gut. Your eyes lock as soon as he enters the room and an instinctive smile blooms on your face, knowing what's inevitably on its way. 

"Hey Sparky…" 

Your voice, slow and drawling (and, he'd be lying if he didn't say kind of very sexy) impales him as soon as he enters the room. He watches your pupils expand, eyes locked, immediately swept away by your magnetic aura. A fox like grin decorates your pretty face, and he gets the feeling you know more than you let on. Way more. He's so drawn to you on a guttural level, way more than he's ever been to someone before. His face is hot, and when you slowly wink at him, he feels flames erupt on his cheeks. It takes him a second to put it out, feeling your white hot gaze on him the entire time. 

Piper, who's been helping with your interrogation, looks back and forth between you two as this progresses, taking in a breath and mumbling a shocked, "Oh," as she begins to understand. 

"How are those repairs coming?" Jason asks, oblivious to everything that's happening between you two. 

"Uh… nearly done…" Leo mutters, watching as you hold back an elated giggle at the sound of his voice. You never forget how good it feels to see him again, but the fresh feeling is always better than you can imagine. Jason glances between you two, and walks over to Leo, suspicious of your interest in him. 

"I'll walk you back," Jason says, glaring at you. Your eyes stay locked with Leo's until the door finally closes again. Piper stares at you, bewildered by the tension turned to frantic energy crackling around both you and Leo. She can sense it on him even after he's out of the room. 

Annabeth finally drops your face, pacing and pinching the bridge of her nose. Percy slams him hands down on the table and levels his face with yours. 

"I'm gonna ask you one last time. How do you know us?" 

You stare at the table for a second, still thinking about him. You have to see him again. You’ve waited for too long, you just can’t do it anymore. 

“H- okay. Um,” You blink a few times, facade falling away almost instantly as you look up in a silent prayer that this doesn’t go as badly as you feel like it will. You sigh, looking back up at the other people in the room, a new, deliberate intention in your eyes that they hadn’t seen before. 

“You want to know why I’m here?” 

Their answer is the silence that follows.

“You’re not gonna believe me.” They look around at each other, collectively thinking about everything they’ve been through in the last year alone.

“Try us.” Annabeth replies. You sigh again, and introduce yourself. “...I’m a child of Calliope, muse of epic poetry, and I know you all because we grew up together. One of the fun - quirks, I inherited from my mom is traveling into different stories, or realities, I guess. It’s hard to control, and sometimes happens involuntarily. I adapt to wherever I am, and the universe sort of auto adjusts to follow the rules that stories have to follow. 

The reason you don’t remember me is because I was gone for a really long time, and your story had to keep going. Trying to find me wouldn’t have moved the plot forward, questioning where I went would have been confusing, so it did the simplest thing and edited me out so you could get closer to meeting your objectives.”

Once again, their silence is your answer. 

“Guys, sidebar.” Annabeth says, pulling Percy, Jason, and Piper out of the room for a moment. The come back in a little while later, and she looks you dead in the eye.

“If you really know us as well as you say you do, prove it. Tell us you’d only know if we were as close as you say we were.” 

You sigh yet again, having lost count at how many times that’s happened today alone. You roll your shoulders and bob your head, irritable that you’re still restrained and itching to move. 

“Is there anything we can do before the whole tell me something really personal thing?” 

Percy looks at you, challenging.

“Can you do it or not?”

Another noise of exasperation leaves you, and you agree, resignation all over your face.

“You know what, yeah. Okay, we’re doing this. Someone go get Leo.” An involuntary smile once again launches onto your face at the mention of his name. Jason starts to object. 

“Hey, I’m not going to spill something personal about someone when they’re not in the room.” They agree reluctantly, and Jason leaves, returning again with Leo. You look at him again, enraptured by his presence. He can’t say he doesn’t like the attention - a hottie like you looking at him like that? Yes, please - but something about it feels different, and he gets the feeling there’s a lot more going on than they’re aware of. 

You nod your head once, indicating for him to come closer. He gets a little closer. You widen your eyes, nodding two more times, and he hesitantly gets within whispering distance. 

You turn your head to your left, dangerously close to his face. He can feel his pulse already speeding up. Heat radiates between your faces, your breath fanning over his neck as you whisper slowly,

“You really… really like holding hands, and when I pull your hair during sex.” 

He pulls away from you quickly, beet red, bewildered expression obvious to everyone in the room. “H-how-”

“How do you think?” You reply calmly, loving everything about him, “Okay, to be fair…” you nod once more, eyes flaring, and he leans in once again, equally hesitant and curious. Your words tickle his ear, seeming to light up his entire nervous system like a firecracker.

“I really really like when you bite that spot on my neck, just below my ear.” 

He pulls away again, trying not to literally and figuratively combust. He stares in your eyes intensely, searching for anything besides the truth. He finds absolutely nothing. He turns around, unable to look his friends in the eye. 

“They’re legit, guys.” 

“Wait, what did you say to him?” Piper asks, unsure if she wants to know the answer. 

“Yeah,” Annabeth agrees, “what if it’s some kind of mind control-” Your deep, burning desire to finally hold Leo after god knows how long is starting to beat your better judgement, and you really, really want to be untied from this stupid chair. “Annabeth! Your favorite show was Cyber Chase growing up, you used to come up with plans on how to defeat Hacker, your best was cutting off his food supply - good strategy, I’ve used it before, myself. 

Percy, you feel like you can’t sing because you were forced to participate in an elementary school recital and some kid called you tonedeaf behind your back, it kicked you right in the RSD balls. 

Piper, you’re a closet weeb, you watched Ouran High School Host club obsessively and still do sometimes, you fell for Jason because he had, quote, 'Tamaki's looks and Kyoya's brains, the ideal man'. 

Jason, that scar on your lip is from biting a stapler as a child-"

"Okay, everyone knows that-"

"-and," you continue, showing no signs of stopping, "the reason you ate the stapler is because you were pretending to be a trash compactor because you saw one on TV. 

Nico is totally not right outside the door keeping guard right now, but if he were and you asked him if he likes the diary of a wimpy kid movies he'll ask how the hell you know that - should I continue."

Again, the answers are in the silence hovering in the room. 

“I think it’s about time to catch me up on what I missed.” 

A beat passes.

“Right,” Annabeth says, blinking and readjusting her ponytail as she sits down across from you, Percy already taking the bindings off of your wrists, “so, about the quest…”

She starts to fill you in on the details you missed, bringing you up to speed. After a little while you all decide to call it a night. Piper senses your energy ramping up in spite of the exhaustion settling in. You finally bid them all good night, but Piper’s not sold by your forced yawns. After what feels like another lifetime, you finally leave the room you’ve been in for hours with one objective. 

You can’t stay away from him anymore, you have to find Leo. 

After navigating a maze of hallways and doors, you finally push open the right one to see him looking up at you, and find yourself saying for the second time tonight,

“Hey, Sparky…” 

His heart is racing, and he gets that heavy, full feeling in his chest again, not having fully shaken it from the last time you saw each other. Looking into your eyes makes him nostalgic for something he can’t quite remember, and he knows with full certainty that you have more history than he’s aware of. He wants more than anything in this moment to remember. He sets down the wrench in his hand, taking a step toward you.

“Hey…”

[lilallama]

(Sorry if I spell something wrongly lol) Idk, This is my opinion? Gryffindor, Jungkook. Hufflepuff, Taehyung & Yoongi. Ravenclaw, Namjoon & Jin. Slytherin, Jimin & Hobi??? I literally just searched the meaning of each house and just picked one based on the personality shown. Also, If you don't think this matches them, Sorry ;-;

[Don't worry, sweetie ^^. You don't have to apologise! 💕🍑]

Hoseok is a lot more two faced than I actually tend to show. The way he presents himself is mostly a mask. While he seems mostly calm on the outside, he's actually quite the opposite on the inside. Out of all the boys it'd be easiest for him to manipulate/influence Y/n (@bangtans-apollo Tae is quacking-) and he's aware of that. That's one of the reasons why they started the club 1. To protect Y/n, 2. The club concept came because it'd be easier to meet up and they would automatically get a clubroom and 3. Hoseok threatened to tell on them if they don't join, he'd make Y/n despise each one of them.

He is a strong leader (one of the Slytherin traits), I try to make him resourceful (but I am not myself so that might not shine through too much), he is definitely cunning. The whole ordeal with wanting to be with Y/n no matter what is pretty ambitious, I'd say. And lastly the traditionalism trait, he is very into tradition and has to keep his domestic fantasies with Y/n a secret. His parents raised him very traditional, he would hate it if (female) Y/n would ask him out first or would propose first and would at first frown upon his attention to (male or non binary) Y/n.

All in all Slytherin seems very accurate.

Now concerning Jimin; similar to Hoseok he too can be a two faced snake. He doesn't hide his true thoughts from Y/n or the boys, if anything he overshares sometimes (one time he started talking to Taehyung about some... rather inappropriate things concerning Y/n. That got his Y/n privilege taken away for a whole month). And despite practically pleading to be the "dumb bimbo" stereotype, he is surprisingly clever and intelligent. Before Highschool, before he made his first experiences with popular boys, he was a straight A's and B's student. Yet once he had his first boyfriend, he discovered that the people surrounding him typically preferred the dumb blondes. (He actually broke up with the captain of the football team for Y/n.)

He also sometimes displays ambitious, just in a whiney sort of way. Self preservation is definitely something. Unlike Taehyung, Yoongi, Namjoon or Jeongguk, he wouldn't let himself be killed for Y/n's sake. If Y/n were to be killed he would end up deluding himself into thinking a person who looks similar to them is them and would force Y/n's personality and style on them. Cunningness is 100% accurate. He's fake. He pretends to be a silly sweetheart who loves everyone but will spread rumours about you, blame things on you etc. and everyone believes him. His cunningness concerning Y/n is more whiney than anything.

So I do think Jimin fits Slytherin.

Namjoon was raised by strict parents who forbade him a tremendous amount of things and painted his world for him. It was engraved in his head, he was going to be the CEO of their company one day. Yet despite everything he still had a head of his own. Maye it was because if his high IQ that he understood that his parents weren't the only opinion in his life. Don't get me wrong, they still left him scarred (sadly literally, as his father once hit him bloody) and traumatised but not without a mind of his own. Ever since he was small creativity and originality was something he admired and loved. It was partly reason of why he fell for Y/n, their individuality, their mind, their heart, their soul.

We will not need to discuss intelligence, it's a trait he undoubtedly has. He is always willing to learn and showed interest in many different things before Y/n captured his focus. He is most likely one of the wisest members as he is aware of how twisted his love for them truly is (once again something I tend to fail at portraying) and tried to stop it when it started. But somehow that only made everything worse and by now he doesn't care anymore at all. When he was a child he used to be more openly curious than nowadays (as it caused him many punishments from his parents).

I feel that Namjoon would fit Ravenclaw.

Seokjin was spoiled all his life. His parents adored him, other kids adored him, everyone adored him. While he might've acted oblivious he knew that it's because of his money. Similar to Jimin, Seokjin changed when he entered high school. While he always was a pretty intelligent and well behaved student (still very arrogant though) he then became less concerned with studies and once made a teacher cry (that was before he met Y/n). He loves standing out as an individual, that includes making anyone change who crosses his path with the same outfit (not in school as they wear a school uniform. But outside, yes, he has that much power. Everyone knows Kim Seokjin).

As said before, Seokjin is far from stupid. He is a very intelligent individual but doesn't show the extent of his nolage. Instead aiming for a cool "Queen B" persona. He is witty with his comebacks (something I cannot write because I do not possess that superpower), he's quick with his words. He holds respect for people who are 60+ years old as he believes they've been through a lot in life already. These people have wisdom he could only gain by experience and that he respects (there is one very sweet lady that lives alone in a very big mansion a few streets away from his penthouse. He always visits her because he loves her genuine kindness. When he met Y/n she recently passed away and he saw a part of her in them).

Seokjin could qualify for a Ravenclaw.

Taehyung was raised by a very Christian family that he still cherishes very much. Because of their intense belief he was raised to worship. He never fell in love, so when Y/n crossed paths with his, he started showing love how he's used to it (Out of all the boys Taehyung is straight up insane. Something in his brain might be wired wrong, there is no explanation on why he likes them, on why he believed that's what love is because his parents treated him with normal, familiar love. So he is simply sick, there is no "saving" him. He's better of in a mental hospital). But he was always a very kind boy. Giving instead of taking, never wanting anything in return. Out of everyone, Taehyung was the one who welcomed new students and made tons of friends. But he grew out of it as his focus turned to art. He aimed to make his parents proud so he didn't have time for friends.

His loyalty is unlike any other. You could torture him half dead and he'd still forgive you, stay loyal to you, serve you. He is Y/n's servant. He works hard on improving his artistic abilities and also to maintain fairly good grades. For Y/n any labour he'd have to be put through would seem like a blessing. Another trait for Hufflepuff would be fairness and he surely is fair. As one of the least jealous members of the club he really only cares if Y/n's okay with what's happening or could get hurt (he always kets the other members have more privileges than he has because he believes it'd be not only greedy but prideful to want Y/n to hinself. He avoids any sin when it comes to Y/n, envy, wrath, pride, sloth, nothing will ever come near his modern day Jesus).

Taehyung definitely is a Hufflepuff.

If the boy who works two parttime jobs, to pay for rent, bills and food, cleans the shabby apartment by himself because his alcoholic mother is busy messing it up again, yet still treats his mother with kindness, only to be treated like trash by seven more powerful and successful guys in his school who all like the same person he does and still manages to maintain the position as intern and honour roll student at a prestigious school for roch people, isn't in Hufflepuff then I don't know what. This poor soul is incredibly sensitive and kind. He isn't judgemental (as he himself is used to people judging him). All round very sweet.

I think it's very clear that he's very diligent and hard working. He holds great passion for music and enjoys writing poetry, a very sensitive soul. Yoongi isn't someone to complain about something being unfair (cough cough Jimin cough cough) or try and steal Y/n away from them. His day dreams consist of imagining Y/n liking him back, but he is certain that would never happen (according to you guys, it seems a lot of you would pick Yoongi if you'd get to decide). Not only is Yoongi kind but loyal as well, he'd never imagine leaving anyone behind even his useless mother.

Yoongi is 1000% a Hufflepuff.

Jeongguk tends to be hot tempered, he goes from zero to a hundred in a matter of seconds. Everything in life seems like a challenge to prove he's better than others think (his father was a notorious serial killer who killed twenty one people yet got away with a ten year prison sentence and got released after six, ten months later Jeongguk was born). In truth he did not care for anyone else, only Y/n. So all tge chivalry he could muster was directed at them.

He is one brave guy who doesn't get easily scared (I guess living with as well as being a serial killer at sixteen years old desensitised him). Jeongguk is courageous just not in/for a positive way/purpose. He deluted himself into thinking that Y/n needs protection, HIS protection. He once attacked a teacher because they were helping Y/n with a question, that's very daring (more like stupid) just not in a good way. A (still not) more positive example of his daringness is when he wants to impress Y/n. He hung from a skyscraper for five minutes doing pullups, just to inpress them. One time he also jumped across his luxurious pool at home (and almost slipped, almost bashing his head in) just to prove that he can jump further than someone they talked about.

I could very much picture him as a Griffendor.

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[winryofresembool]

Caleo fic: Future Talk

Summary: After Calypso returns from her quest to the zoo with Apollo, she and Leo have a much needed talk.

a/n: So, I'm currently about 300 pages into The Dark Prophecy... and honestly, it's been a giant struggle for me. Specifically, the Caleo scenes have been because I expected quite a lot but got very little. I love this ship so much and I just can't quite agree with the way Rick has presented them in this book. Almost all of their scenes together are just Leo making jokes and Calypso getting mad at him and it's getting pretty tiring even for me. Luckily, it's still fixable, and that's why I decided to write this fic! I like to think that there is actually way more happening behind the scenes than what Apollo tells us, and that, yes, C&L are able to have a normal conversation. On a positive side, I think the thought of them studying together is actually kind of neat, their new Waystation family is adorable (and definitely a good match for them), and I also loved the little shoutout to the garage idea at one point of TDP! 

Rant over, now please enjoy this fic and let me know what you think because that way you'll get more Caleo (and other) content from me more easily! Dedicated to @criis55 :3

genre: fluff

words: 1458

warnings: none (TDP spoilers in case you haven’t read it)

ao3 link

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After Calypso fainted in Leo’s arms, he and Josephine rushed her into the infirmary of Waystation. Thankfully, Jo’s treatment started working fast and when it became clear that she would be fine and Calypso convinced her she was feeling better, the older woman left the couple alone. An awkward silence fell into the room, both knowing there were many things they needed to address but not knowing how to start.

“You scared me there, Mamacita,” Leo said finally. “Are you really OK now?”

“Yes, I am. You do not have to mother me.”

Calypso realized from Leo’s expression that her response may have come out a bit harsher than she had meant, so she sighed and said: “I think we need to talk.”

“At least we agree on that,” Leo noted, sitting down on Calypso’s bed.

“We… we have been snapping at each other quite a lot lately,” she said quietly.

“We have,” Leo nodded seriously. “Do you think it’s because… well, we’ve had a lot going on since we left Ogygia?”

Calypso seemed to consider it for a moment. “Yes, that is probably a part of the reason. Not a day has passed since something dangerous has happened. I think coming here… this is the first time I feel somewhat safe. If you can call it safe when I was just almost killed at the zoo. And gods, even now there are all kinds of evil forces trying to get into this building.”

“When you go through it too many times, you start feeling dull towards it,” Leo noted. “Only so many monsters and earth goddesses you can blow up before you get bored.”

“I do not get how you can talk about that so calmly. You died, Leo,” Calypso said, sounding more upset about the thought than he had expected.

“Yeah, but I’m here now, Mamacita. Super-sized McShizzle has his ways to evade death.”

“Stop calling yourself like that, that is ridiculous,” Calypso pushed his shoulder, but Leo could see a hint of smile on her face.

“Oi, but you love me with my flaws and all. Right?” Leo’s eyes suddenly turned very serious. Truth to be told, that was the one thing he was worried about. What if… Calypso was with him just because she felt she owed him after he freed her from Ogygia… Or what if everything that had happened since they left the island had changed her opinion on him…

“Stupid. Do you think I would really still be here if I didn’t?” Calypso pointed out. “I do have my own will in case you haven’t noticed.”

“Right. Sorry. I just…”

Calypso’s expression softened. “You would think that a demigod who even beat my lovely grandmother would be surer of himself...” She put her hand on his cheek. “But believe me, I do not care about you out of obligation. I care about you for you. If I give you a hard time sometimes, it’s mainly because sometimes you do not know when to shut up. That does not mean that I don’t love you…”

Leo gave her a light kiss on the tip of her nose, a gesture surprisingly tender for him, and then rested his forehead against hers.

“Yo también te quiero... I was just worried because… I know that you leaving your home and becoming mortal and… all that…” he left consciously the part about her losing her powers out, “...has been hard on you. Sometimes when you look at me, I can see it in your face that you’re saying ‘this wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you’… Which I guess is partially true, but I need to know: are you mad at me for taking you away from Ogygia?”

A silence followed, as Calypso considered her answer. “No. Not really.” She shook her head. “Yes, it is true that I left Ogygia because of you. And I do miss it sometimes. The simple, comfortable life I had there. And my powers. And maybe the thought of death scares me a bit, especially since we’ve been so close to it so many times since we left. Sometimes, when things get bad, I seem to forget it was my decision to leave. While I was with Apollo, he reminded me of that, and even though I hated to hear it… It was probably something I needed to hear. You know it is hard for me to admit I am wrong, but I’m sorry, Leo. I should not have made you feel like that. None of it is your fault; we are just… victims of the circumstances.”

“Don’t worry about it. I think I can see where you’re coming from.” Then he turned his eyes to the direction where he imagined Apollo was in that moment, looking unimpressed. “The gods really don’t want to make things easy for us, do they?”

“No, I guess not,” Calypso chuckled a bit at the irony. “Even now there is one running around as a mortal and trying to get us mixed in his mess…”

Leo couldn’t help but snort.

”You know what? When this whole thing with Apollo is over… What would you say if we stayed here? For a longer period of time? You know, you could let Jo teach you some magic and Emmie would love to have some help with the gardening…”

“And what would you do?” Calypso asked curiously. It was clear Leo had already put a lot of thought into this.

“I’m sure Jo wouldn’t mind having another mechanic around… But I think… I never expected to say this but school sounds awesomely normal right now. I haven’t been in one since the Wilderness School where I met Jason and Piper so I have some catching up to do. If you want to, I’m sure we could sign you in too, but I suppose that could be weird for you.”

Calypso seemed to consider it. “Maybe. But it could also be a good way to learn more about this world. Meet new people who do not know anything about the mess that is our lives. Make sure my boyfriend doesn’t get into trouble again. I think it sounds great!”

“You’re so rarita, Sunshine,” Leo said but couldn’t help but smile. “But I like that! Maybe it motivates me to not skip classes when I get bored of the normalcy.”

“As long as you remember that no kissing in the classroom or school corridors!”

“Aww, babe, that’s mean!” Leo protested. “You’ll have to make up for that at home, then.”

“We’ll see about that,” Calypso rolled her eyes, but there was a twinkle in them. “Anyways. I think this will be a good thing. Maybe by staying here we will have time to maintain our relationship more too.”

“Wait… did I just hear correctly?” Leo asked teasingly. “Maintain? Like a machine? I’m not sure if you’re making fun of me or if you’re trying to amuse me.”

“Well, interpret that as you wish,” Calypso smirked. “Sorry about getting so mad about your machine comparisons, though. I guess it is simply easier for you to see things that way… with you being a Hephaestus son and all…”

“Yeah…” Leo turned more serious. “I didn’t mean to offend you with that… But I’ll try to use less mechanic language around you from now on.”

“It’s OK,” Calypso said, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

“Anyway, I tell you what!” Leo’s face brightened again. “When we have graduated from the high school – assuming of course that we’ll survive this madness that’s going on with Apollo – then… I’d like to rethink that garage idea of ours.”

“You still think about it?” Calypso asked, surprised and kind of touched that he remembered such a detail.

“Of course!” he exclaimed. “I meant it the same way I meant it when I said I’m gonna get you from your island.”

“That’s… sweet of you.”

“Of course I also want to show you more of the world but maybe we need a short break from traveling for now. To really take some time to get to know each other better and… think about what we want and… all.”

“You are right. That sounds great,” Calypso said, seeming notably more relaxed now than before the conversation. She leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed happily. There was one more worry in her mind, though, so after a while she added:

“Something tells me that Apollo is going to need your help soon. You had better stay alive to keep all the promises you just made or I will come and kill you myself.”

“Well, that’s reassuring,” Leo laughed. “Don’t worry, Sunshine, whatever happens, I will come back. Leo Valdez always does.”

He sealed his promise with a kiss.

[sofiahahaaa]

Demigod Delinquents | Pt. 3 | Jason Being $$weak$$

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Summary: Jason bean is too rule-following to allow himself to be such a badboy... he needs to COOL dOwN... our babies are being sent off so baiii

Rating: Bruh honestly if you can handle a bit of kissing and Jason being upset for (0) reasons ayyyy

A/N: I cannot believe I am this cool, posting in such rAPID SUCCESSION... i mean if you don’t love me then leave. (jk i need all the love i can get. stay and fall in love?) i’m ready for this story to be fully out.

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Jason’s POV –

My stomach was full of warm food reminiscent of the bakery I loved in New Rome. I missed those strolls I had taken with Reyna, back then. But that was different. I don’t still have feelings or anything. It’s just… Camp Half-Blood doesn’t have that sort of place. To be alone with your loved ones. 

I tried to purge the thoughts from my head.

This happened a lot recently. I would be thinking normal thoughts, and then all of a sudden, I was comparing Camp Half-Blood to Camp Jupiter. It wasn’t fair, because I loved both places, but sometimes I found that I didn’t fit into either, and that taking some aspects of each camp would help me make a better camp. I found that I had to swallow my pride, too. I knew that nothing could be perfect, but still, I kept wondering… 

I kissed Piper on my way out of the Mess Hall, reminding her I would be away for the quest. She nodded, her braid fluttering in the wind. She looked beautiful. So beautiful I… um... I just wanted to stay with her forever.

I set for Cabin 1.

The walls were pristine as always, and the entire room was tidy, too. I sighed. This cabin really needed a refresher. Big Hippie Zeus was always a sight. His glory reflected upon the place where I slept, and let’s just say… nope. I wasn’t digging it. Not in the slightest.

Maybe I could drag Annabeth in here, have her cut down Zeus, redo the entire place, and bam! Awesome. 

That probably wouldn’t happen.

But... I still dreamed as I picked up the orange jumpsuit, changing into the bright costume. I’d seen Leo at the dining hall. He seemed to be rocking it, which most likely meant I would hate it. I slipped it on over the white t-shirt and shorts I had on and studied myself in the polished white marble. 

I didn’t like it. 

The material was itchy, and it bagged out in odd places. But that wasn’t the biggest part. It wasn’t me. I was a rule follower. Typically. All though I chafed against the rules in Camp Jupiter, I was a goody-two-shoes at Camp Half-Blood. I had been trained that way. It was now my nature. But even as I adjusted the jumper– zipped the zipper up and down, shifted, changed out, straightened it, and put it back on, it just didn’t work. 

I had to settle for the collar up, zipped, and my hair pushed back. 

Chiron had said that we would have to get into character for this quest, but character– ugh. Maybe this would not be my sort of quest.

Leo and Percy– they didn’t have this struggle. They were always unruly and wild. But for me? I couldn’t do something like this.

I took a breath. In and out. I tried to create a character. Jason the bad boy. No. Jason, the kid who doesn’t care. Hard no. Jason, the kid who has family problems and hates life. Hmm. Maybe. It had some truth to it. 

I tried making faces to match my character. Scrunch up the nose, slouch. Nope. Maybe a tough guy look. Yeah, no. Then I tried a better idea. I crossed my arms, tried the brooding look Percy always wore and stuck a piece of gum in my mouth. 

I blew bubbles, hoping to look rebellious or something. It worked a little. I did the thing Leo always does, brushing his hands together as if brushing off dust. It heightened my game. I looked like a semi-delinquent. A little flexing of the muscles, some menacing glares. Yeah. It was alright.

(It was not. It was bad.)

I had thirty minutes or so left before Argus was to drive us to the prison. I decided on climbing up to the secret loft in my cabin. I got behind stupid Hippie Zeus and climbed the rungs. 

I had always loved this view. Usually, I came up here at night, maybe with Piper, but now, during the day, I saw the entire camp in motion. The cleaning harpies were hopping through the mess hall, making campers run. I saw that the Apollo cabin was in the arena and that Ares cabin was hanging around the climbing wall. Lava poured in clumps, and campers climbed quickly, with that motivation. 

Annabeth was calling her cabin to the Armory, while Aphrodite cabin was busy grooming the pegasi. I didn’t see Piper, but that was fine. She probably had found something more interesting to do. Holly and Laurel Victor were bickering over a game of exploding-volleyball (Something the Victor twins made up. Don’t play it unless you’re okay with volleyballs exploding in your face.) and Lou Ellen was trying desperately to save a bust she had attempted of Cerberus. Everyone seemed to be enjoying the summer day.

Something that I couldn’t help loving about Camp Half-Blood was how happy everyone was. It wasn’t strained, like Camp Jupiter. Everyone was very excited to be there. This wasn’t an army. It was a community.

I tried to push the thoughts from my head, but they were there again. Compare, they said. Fix, they kept insisting, and I was almost compelled to do it. I clenched my jaw and forcefully thought of other things. Better things.

I slipped down to the main floor of the cabin. I supposed I would go to Thalia’s Tree to wait for Argus, even though I was early.

When I finally got the tree, I had narrowly escaped a nearly fatal incident involving clay and Lou Ellen and had singed off my leg-hair after passing by the Victor twins. It made me think that Holly had deliberately spiked the volleyball so I would get exploded on. 

As it turned out, I wasn’t the first one there. Percy and Annabeth were talking under the tree– possibly saying goodbye, possibly arguing. Hard to tell.

“Hey, guys…" I said as I approached them, hoping I wasn’t offending them by interrupting.

“Oh, hi, Jason,” Annabeth said. She bit her lip. Her hair was combed into a ponytail, and her eyes flashed mini-storms. It was hard to know if Annabeth was mad or not, because her steely calm was too unnerving to decipher. Percy waved and crossed his arms. He was leaning against the trunk, despite Peleus’ protest. Already getting in character, I suppose.

“Annabeth." I nodded in her direction, then turned to Percy. “What’s up, man? You haven’t talked to me in ages." I noticed Percy had bags under his eyes. " I heard about a little sister… Stella?”

“Estelle,” Annabeth replied simply. “Yeah, I have babysitting duty while you guys are gone.” She picked at her nails. “Percy’s just tired. He’s been doing late-night babysitting with me for the last few weeks of summer while Sally and Paul are out on their vacation in, uh, Florida. He was also training my cousin for the weeks before that– he has to stop the end of the world. But that’s about it." I tried to keep my mouth from gaping. Annabeth had a cousin? And… what?

“Oh. Oh, right.” Now I felt a pang of guilt. If Percy was out on baby-duty because of this quest– “Hey, bro, if you don’t wanna go– that– that’s alright, okay? ‘Cause it sounds like you’ve got a lot going on, and I don’t think this quest should, uh, get in the way of that or anything–" I gushed. Percy sighed and rubbed his eyes.

“You know, Annabeth is right. I am tired. But I think this quest will help to some degree. So I’ll go with it, but just because Annabeth has agreed to it. If there’s any change, shift in mood– I’ll opt-out. For now, we’re good. Right, Wise Girl?” Annabeth blinked.

“Yeah. I’m fine with this. It’s okay." I thought that maybe Annabeth was trying to convince herself more than Percy, but I stayed silent. I stared at the looming statue of Athena– the Athena Parthenos that looked down on the camp. I took a deep breath.

“So we’re waiting for sleepyhead Leo now… doubt he’ll wake up any time soon. Nyssa told me he was asleep until noon, and that he was down for a nap after lunch too…I don't understand how much he can sleep. What’s draining him? His ADHD?” Percy commented, sounding gruff. He flipped a golden drachma over his knuckles. "I’ll give him this drachma if he shows up within ten seconds." I looked at Percy warily. The guy was scary, I had to admit.

And now, in this state, he looked like the living dead. His humor and stupidity were replaced by the brooding look he resented. I wondered how he’d react if I told him.

Leo staggered to the top of the hill and collapsed in a heap. “So… tired… Why is that hill so… steep? Can’t even… right… now.” He raised his hand. “Give me the drachma, Perseus.” Percy looked at him as if he couldn’t believe the guy had actually gotten out of bed. He flicked the drachma into Leo’s hand. “Thanks, man.” Leo sat up, spitting out dirt.

“You… got out of bed.” Percy said musingly.

“Nyssa had Harley jumped on me. My ribs hurt still, but I’m good now.”

“Oh. That explains it.”

“You took a nap in this jumpsuit? It’s uncomfortable as Hades’ Gym Shorts." I added. Leo giggled at this comment like a little kid.

“Dude. You’re so, like, uptight. Loosen up.” Leo joked. Percy had a pained look in his eyes, but when he saw me watching, he masked it. Annabeth stood in the middle.

"I’d leave you boys to it, but that’s a bad idea,” Annabeth emphasized. Percy hollered. She glared at him. "I’ll stay here until Argus get here. I don't want another bathroom incident." I stared at Annabeth in mock shock.

“She said it!” Leo shrieked. Annabeth rolled her eyes.

Back on the Argo II, when Percy had been given a tour of the whole ship, we had stopped at the bathroom for a while, making Annabeth wonder. We stopped partly because Leo was in dire need of a bathroom, and because Percy was in love. 

Back when Leo was designing the ship, of all the things that he would have made perfect, he chose the bathrooms. I had shared the same enthusiasm Percy had when he saw them. They were equipped with everything. From toilets (duh!) to bidets and even bubble baths.

Percy had insisted we try out the bubble bath, seen as there were over 20 different types of bubbles. He practically begged that we put every single one into the jacuzzi tub. He had excitedly jumped in (Clothes and all, minus the shirt) and started playing with all the fancy settings Leo had installed into the tub. Long story short, he got so excited, he lost control of his powers and exploded all the plumbing. Annabeth had rushed in, gotten soaked– it was a mess. And it took weeks for Leo and Percy to collectively restore the plumbing. And– not to mention– Leo’s room was soaked for a while afterward as well, it being next to the bathrooms and all. Not that that mattered, since Leo scarcely slept in his room– but that isn’t relevant.

“Nothing like that can happen in that short of time, Wise Girl.”

“Um, that mess did.” Annabeth retorted. Percy stared in shock. He couldn’t get out a comeback.

“Annabeth: One… billion. Percy: Zero.” Leo chimed half-heartedly.

Argus showed up, three handcuffs in hand. Annabeth checked her watch. “Right on time, as always.” Argus nodded, and a few of his eyes swiveled to each of us. He has a hundred, so it’s uncomfortable to get stared at by him. He was a man of few words, (partly because he is rumored to have an eye on his tongue– and that makes it a bit awkward to speak.) and thus said nothing, but gestured towards the handcuffs. I gulped.

“Ah,” My tongue darted to the back of my throat. “Those are for us?" I managed to croak. He nodded. I had spent years scared of being in one of these. And here I was… doing it voluntarily. My eyes dropped as I became queasy.

Leo, in turn, jumped up, brushed off the dirt on his jumpsuit, and held out his hands for Argus to chain. “Dude, it’s been years since I’ve gotten the cuffs around my wrists.”

“Wait, you’ve been arrested before?”

"I guess… I ran away from my abusive foster mother and the handcuffed me to make sure I would pull anything. I had hijacked a car door and rolled out only weeks ago.” Leo grinned mischievously. “Actually, I had the cuffs loose by the time they got me back to the nasty woman… but I stayed put." I stared at Leo in amazement.

“Bye Annabeth. I promise I won't do anything stupid.” Percy told Annabeth quietly. He sounded a little wistful, and I wanted to assure him that we wouldn’t be against him staying at camp.

“Alright, Seaweed Brain. Stay safe.” Annabeth planted a real, nice kiss on Percy’s lips, and he kissed her back, happily. I kind of wished Pipes was here, but I didn't express it. I watched, partially in jealousy, as Percy picks Annabeth up by the waist, lifting her off the ground, still kissing. Annabeth pulled away to look Percy in the eye. “Percy…” He grinned and pulled her head closer to his, kissing her again. Then, he spun her around, lips still locked, and set her on the ground. “Percy…” She said again in between kisses.

"I love you, Annabeth.”

"I love you too.” Annabeth rested her head on Percy’s chest, and Percy stroked her hair. “Don’t get yourself killed.”

“No problem.”

“Or I’ll have to kill you.”

“Love you too,” Percy replied with gusto. Annabeth pulled him into a hug, and Percy gave in.

“Alright, I mean it. Go have fun.” Annabeth insisted as she put her hands on his shoulders. Percy nodded but snuck in one more kiss, which held for longer than I expected. When he finally pulled away, I had to look elsewhere. A little awkward, knowing I was staring, but I had to admit, Percy and Annabeth were always cuter than Piper and I, and I could never be as romantic as Percy. Leo let out a gasp.

“ohlordtheyaresocuteitslikethetitanicbuttheywontsinktheylljustbeeternalandOHMYGODSitssooooocuteandhowdotheyhavesuchalastingrelationshipaphroditesendhelp–” Leo hyperventilated, unable to wring his hands enough, seen as they were locked up. I felt similar, though I wasn't bold enough to state it like Leo. Percy held Annabeth’s waist firmly, and her hand was at his shoulder. This would be practically the first time they had been apart since… Tartarus. Quite abrupt. 

Argus cleared his throat and held out the cuffs for me. I sighed and held out my hands, trying to get into character. Trying to channel my anger towards the messed-up family that had landed me in so many fatal situations– trying to channel my anger towards my divine stepmother, the heifer she is, who wiped my memory. I scrunched my brow and tried the brooding look again as Argus snapped the cuffs around my wrists. “You ready?" I asked Percy. He huffed.

“Yeah.”

“No second thoughts?” Leo added.

“Well, some. But I’m ready.” Percy sighed. Annabeth nodded, and let go of Percy, running down Half-Blood Hill. Percy looked after her, like a lost puppy, but he turned to Argus. “Okay.” And Argus clasped the cuffs around his wrists. I studied mine and felt the weight of the cold cuffs against my wrists. I looked at Argus in the eye– or rather, in one eye. He nodded. I guess this was it. Time for the quest.

A/N: Sad moment, seeing as that’s the last Percabeth moment for a while, but we’ll see Annabeth again, I promise. I apologize about the ‘I’s– I was trying to fix something but now you’ll see that there are ‘I’s without spaces… that was definitely not intentional and I am completely aware. I am trying to get rid of that certain problem. And, unfortunately, this story is heavily Percy and Jason, rather than Leo. Which is horrible because we love Leo, but I’ll try to make it up to you guys and add more Leo, cuz all da ladies luv Leo, amiright? And, as a heads-up JERCY BROMANCE IS FULL FLAME IN THIS FIC. Thanks for reading :)

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Our road back home (Piper Mclean x Male!reader)

A/N: Y’ALL THIS IS THE LAST REQUEST I HAD IN LINE IM SO PROUD OF MYSELF, hope u like it, I made it very sad. -Danny c:

Words: 1,755

Warnings: none, besides bad writing lol

Request: May I request a Piper x Male!reader - maybe in the last war is where the reader is holding onto dear life, and Piper now holding on to him- trying to charm speak him to keep going as they battle is waging but is forced to leave them to keep fighting, and somebody else has to take him for to get treated. And with the major head trauma his memory goes fuzzy and can’t recall Piper anymore.

“I’m sorry...”

Piper never thought this could happen, somewhere inside her, even if it was silly, she expected her mom could do an exception, after all she did for her, she wanted nothing but a happily ever after.

But it wasn’t there.

Y/N was the best. He was sweet, smart, pretty... How could this happen to him? it wasn’t his fault, everyone suffered, people lost more than what they could stand after the war, to think that she was safe from the pain was too naive.

He got hurt during the last minutes, Piper found him by her side, blood coming out in excessive amounts from his head, she got scared, fought to keep him standing and “Please,” she muttered on his ear, “please don’t close your eyes”

I worked once with Jason, it had to work with Y/N, there was no other option. Piper loved him. Love conquered all.

Or so she thought.

Will and Kayla practically had to rip him from her hands, they wanted to help but she didn’t have the mind to understand. She saw red. Jason and Nico had to grab her by the arms and pull her apart while she screamed. He wasn’t dead. Y/N couldn’t be dead.

She had lost one of her best friends, and with Leo away she couldn’t bear to lose Y/N so she prayed to all the gods known, she prayed for his life. Surprisingly the listened and obliged. Piper heard Will’s voice coming out of his cabin, his blond curls peeking through the door with a shy smile on his face, and the weight of the world lifted from her shoulders.

Y/N was unconscious at the time, but he looked okay, even cute. Most importantly, he was breathing. She stayed there for what it felt like days and nights compressed into one hour; until Y/N moved quietly in his bed, blinking slowly, showing his bright, cheery eyes.

“Hey, you” Piper whispered, wiping her tears away, “how ya feeling?”

“I’m throwing up any minute now,” He complained in a husky voice, “holy Hades, what the hell happened?”

“A monster hit you” she explained patiently, “you were bleeding. A lot. Thought I’d lost you”

She reached to touch his cheek, but Y/N pushed it away gently, looking around.

“I’m sorry, “ He said, “am I in the Apollo cabin?”

“Yes,” Piper frowned, not sure of what was going on inside his head.

“Alright, one thing at a time” He rubbed his eyes, then looked at her curiously, “you’re new. Are you the person in charge of my recovery?”

“What?”

“Hey Y/N, you’re up!” Kayla approached the boy with a glass of nectar, handing it to him, “how are you?”

“I’m fine” He retorted, sipping his drink carefully, “I mean I have no idea how I ended up in here, but yeah I guess I’m fine.”

“What?” Kayla looked at Piper, “What does he mean?”

“I-I don’t know”

Y/N snorted.

“What a good healer you are then, having no idea what is wrong with me.”

“She’s not your healer” Kayla replied in a stern voice, “Piper’s your girlfriend.”

Y/N choked on his nectar, his eyes widening at the news.

“She’s my what?!”

“You don’t remember?” His friend asked in utter surprise, “oh man, we need Will”

She ran out of the room, leaving Piper and Y/N alone, again. A heavy silence fell around them and the weight that was no longer on Piper’s shoulders fell right on her stomach, it was way worse like this.

“Y/N, what’s the last thing you remember?” She asked softly.

“I-uh... I know I’m a demigod, and I have no family. I’ve been living here all my life and fought in the war against Kronos. Then Percy disappeared and Annabeth went nuts...”

“And?”

“Another war against other demigods, we protected camp while some of us went on a quest” He frowned profusely, “I’m skipping things, aren’t I? Did the war happen? That’s the reason I’m here, right?”

“I was one of the demigods that went on the quest” she replied with a shaky voice, “and when I came back you started talking to me, and... we...”

“Kayla’s telling the truth?” Y/N stared at her, it was hard to see how distant his eyes could look, “we were a thing?”

“We are a thing, Y/N!” Piper stood up, “gods, I can’t have this, please don’t joke like this” she begged.

“I’m not joking!” the boy replied, shifting uncomfortably on his bed, “I’m sorry, but I don’t remember you.”

Will came in right on time to see Piper walking out, fighting against her tears. Y/N didn’t have to see her so affected, he didn’t know. He didn’t remember.

Leo had sent a message a week ago, he was alive. He was lost but looked completely okay. He’d be back any day, they just had to be patient. Piper trusted him enough to know Leo’d go back. She wished she could say the same about Y/N.

“There you are,” Hazel sat next to her, sinking her feet on the sand, “you didn’t have breakfast and is time for lunch, here” She handed her an apple.

“You didn’t have to” 

“Oh I did, cause see, Piper, if people don’t eat, they die” She joked, patting on her back.

“Gee, how wise” She smirked, “I’m sorry, I guess I’ve been distant with... well, everyone”

“I understand” Hazel nodded, “how is he?”

Piper shrugged, the feeling in her stomach coming back in full force, “dunno, I don’t really talk to him, it’s kind of... well, it sucks”

Her friend nodded again, grabbing her by the shoulder in a protective way.

“He’s very sorry, Piper. I mean, he’s confused as hell but you can tell he hates hurting you, maybe something inside him tells him is wrong”

“I don’t want to think about it,” she said bitterly, “it’s so stupid that I get this luck being the daughter of Aphrodite”

“It’s life” Hazel sighed, “but perhaps you can do something about it”

Piper raised her brows, “Like what?”

“Well, maybe win him back” the girl offered, “it’s cheesy, but if he doesn’t get his memory back nothing stops you from making him fall for you again.”

“It’s different now” Piper muttered, “I don’t know we could get together the same way we did before”

“Then do it differently” Hazel smiled, “people do crazy things for love, Pipes”

“Oh gods, please don’t quote Hercules like that” Piper cringed, “it’s hard to think positively about the story once, you know, meet the real Hercules”

“Oh no,” she giggled, “you’re so right”

“Huh, hi” Some boy talked behind them, “hey Piper, can I talk to you?”

Y/N stood awkwardly, looking like he had no idea of what to do with his hands. Piper remembered it being one of his quirks, ‘at least he’s still the same’ she thought. Hazel excuse herself and went up to eat lunch, while Y/N occupied her seat.

“So...” Piper started not sure of how to talk to him now.

“So” He repeated, clasping his hands together nervously, “Hello.”

“Hi?” Piper answered with a half smile.

“I have no idea how to start, I’m so sorry,” He whined, hiding his face with both hands, “I’m trying to ask you something, but I don’t know how to do it without making it awkward.”

“Just say it,” She shrugged, “can’t be too bad.”

At least she hoped it wasn’t that bad.

“See, I feel like shit all the time,” He said, “because I know I hurt you, and that... well, it sucks”

“Please don’t” Piper replied worryingly, “don’t feel bad, these things happen sometimes but is not your fault-”

“I know is not” Y/N sighed, “it isn’t fair either, you deserve to be happy”

“I don’t wanna force you into things”

“Don’t worry, you’re not doing this, I am” He smiled, and for a moment Piper felt at home, “so anyway, I’m here to offer peace”

“What does that mean?”

“I think that, whatever we had before my accident,” Y/N stopped for a moment, thinking his words, “well people had told me about it, and it sounded nice.” 

“It was nice, yeah” Piper nodded nostalgic.

“I hope you understand it would be weird for me to start up everything again since I don’t really feel like I know you” His voice was soothing, allowing her a safe place to stay at ease, “but I think we can maybe, try to be friends?”

“You are very special to me, Y/N” Piper murmured, “I’d do anything for you, at some point you knew that but now you don’t, still was important to me you knew that”

“Thanks, Piper” He blushed, nodding at her words, “that’s nice of you.”

They stayed silent. When the sun was starting to paint a faint orange, Piper spoke up.

“I would love to be your friend again.”

Y/N looked up at her, mildly surprised that she had agreed, he then nodded showing one of his best smiles.

“Great, then I could finally meet the legend behind all the stories people already say around camp”

“They have stories about me?” She grinned.

“Kayla told me you made Drew quit her title as a counselor”

“Well yeah, but I had reasons.”

“Like what?”

“She annoyed me.”

Y/N laughed, and it was like things were going back to their place. They stayed there for a long time, talking until dinner was ready and the moon stood tall up their heads.  Once more, she was totally head over heels, losing her senses to a simple boy, the best boy.

“We should go eat now before they leave us without any food.” Y/N shook the sand from his legs and held his hand out to help her stand. Like he used to do before the accident. Maybe not everything was lost.

“Sure” Piper brushed her clothes too, then she looked at him again, “this was nice, Y/N, I hope we can do it again soon”

“Me too” He tilted his head, eyeing her curiously, “I like you, Piper, I get why old me felt things about you”

“Woah, that’s so romantic” She snorted.

“Hey, I’m trying!” He laughed, “I’ll get it right at some point, don’t be bad”

“Yeah” and her heart pounded at the chances, “I believe you”

“I’ll find my way home” He beamed, puppy eyes staring at the girl. His best girl.

Yay, you really thought I would make real angst? Bitch, AS IF, everyone knows I’m completely incapable lmao 

Hope you guys like it anyway <3

-Danny :)

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NCT Greek Gods!AU - Part 10

A/N: So this is the last chapter of this series. I don’t know if you guys have liked it or not....hopefully you have. If you have an idea or a suggestion for something you would like for one of the Admins to write please tell me so! Just send in a request. But hopefully you all have loved this series because I know I have loved writing it! <3 -Admin M

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I am holding tightly onto Jaehyun’s waist as Renjun grabs my waist and Jeno grabs his and then Taeyong is on the end to make sure nobody falls into the water. Then on the Lernaean Hydra there is Taeil and then Yuta is right after him and then there is Mark, Lucas and Ten on the end as well. I close my eyes as I’m scared about falling off but also the fact that I’m riding on a Scylla. I believe Jaehyun can sense I’m scared and he says, “Don’t worry. She won’t hurt you.” I smile a bit but I’m still scared. 

Yuta tells Taeil where to go to get to the place closest to where his father resides. Jaehyun is behind them and we take a ride until we are safely getting off of the creatures. Taeyong helps us off and he grabs my waist and hoists me gently off before Jaehyun gets off and he smiles at Scylla and sends her off. I smile at his kindness and then I wait for everyone else to get off of Taeil’s Lernaean Hydra. Once we’re off I adjust my backpack and Yuta smiles and says, “Guys. Welcome to America.” I smile at everyone’s reaction and then I ask, “Where to first?” He says, “Well, I can gladly tell you guys that we are here....New York.” I look around and I say, “But, this doesn't look like New York.” Yuta nods and says, “I never said it would be the good side of New York.” I gulp and I nod. 

We begin to walk and Yuta keeps hitting the side of walls. I hear him mumble, “Come on you bastard. Where the hell is this Titan.” I stop dead in my tracks and I ask, “What did you just say?” All the boys look from me to Yuta. Yuta turns around while still walking and hitting the sides of building, “You didn't think that my father would just allow people to find him so easily did you?” I sigh and my breath is shaky. Jeno grabs my hand and holds it, “Don’t worry. No titans are after you. They’re a challenge but we can get passed them.” He smiles. I smile back a little. I hear a rumble and then I yelp a bit and I hide behind Jeno. He laughs and says, “Don’t worry.” Everyone takes a strong stance and I realize how silly I look. I ask Jeno, “So I’m going to guess, nobody else can see the titans. Or any supernatural creatures for that matter.” Jeno nods and looks around and then I feel something run through my hair and I freeze. I hear Taeyong say, “Nobody move. Especially you Persephone.” I look at him and he can tell I’m scared out of my mind. He says, “It’ll be okay. You’re not going to get hurt.” Taeyong looks up at the titan slowly and he says, “Krios. Alright, Mark. It’s your turn. Get Griffin over here.” Mark whistles and the titan instantly turns his head to Mark and Mark just smirks and gets on his Griffin and he says, “Alright Krios. Let’s have a bit of fun.” Mark flies off and everyone then runs the other way as Krios chases after Mark. 

Once we get to a safe place I ask, “What was he doing to my hair? How did Griffin get here so fast? Why does Mark fight him? What was he?!” I’m out of breath. The boys just laugh at my confusion and after they laugh I say, “I don’t find anything funny here.” Ten comes to me and he puts a hand on my back and he says, “He was running a finger through your hair, because he’s never seen anyone with hair that long with the boys who are demigods. We’re just lucky that he didn’t see your face.” I look around and I sigh as Renjun then speaks up, “The animals can get here in an instant if we really need them. They are the pets of demigods.” I get confused and I mumble, “Yeah. ‘Cause that makes sense.” Lucas speaks up and says, “All of the demigods are basically paired with a titan. Everyone has a certain titan to fight except for Kun and Chenle. We don’t know why they don’t get one but, we don’t complain.” I nod and then Taeyong speaks up and he looks at me and he says, “Titans are basically.....” he thinks for a minute and Yuta steps in, “Think of your biggest enemy. Then imagine them being the size of 8 buildings tall. Plus they’re not easy to kill and they’re constantly after you. That’s basically what a titan is, to say the least.” I nod and then Yuta says, “We’re losing daylight. Let’s go.” I get concerned as everyone starts to leave, “Wait, what about Mark?” I ask looking back. Taeil grabs my hand and he begins to pull me, “He’ll catch up to us.” I’m still filled with concern for the son of Apollo as I run with the boys anyways. 

We get to the water again and I ask, “Why are we back here?” Taeil and Jaehyun whistle and Taeyong says, “It’s the fastest way to get to the next state.” I finally put my foot down, “I’m not leaving here without Mark.” Everyone boards the creatures and Jaehyun holds his hand out and I shake my head, “No. Not without Mark.” Jaehyun says, “Persephone grab my hand. Now.” I sigh and then I see Taeil’s Lernaean Hydra ride off. I see Jaehyun’s Scylla get antsy and start to want to ride off. Jaehyun holds her there, “Just a little bit longer Scylla. Persephone lets go!” Jaehyun yells at me. I  sigh and I begin to walk towards them and I’m suddenly in the air and I see Scylla run off. I realize I’m in a hand and I begin to panic, all I can do is scream. I see Krios smirk at me and say, “Persephone huh? You’re supposed to be dead.” I look at him in fear and then I don’t see Mark anywhere, “Where’s the son of Apollo?!” I ask in anger. He laughs and he says, “Don’t worry about him anymore.” Krios suddenly stops and he drops me and I close my eyes tightly but I get caught by someone. I look up and it’s Mark on Griffin. I look at him and I hug him, “You’re okay.” He smiles and laughs and says, “But I still have a job to do. Now go.” He tosses me out to the water and Jaehyun catches me and says, “I told you.” He rides off of Scylla with the rest of us and we head off to the next state. 

I sigh and I look at Renjun and I get on my spot and Renjun wraps his arms around my waist and I grab on Jaehyun and Renjun asks, “Are you okay?” I just laugh a bit and I say, “I’m going to try to not be the damsel in distress anymore.” Renjun just laughs and we head off to the next state, but I can’t stop worrying about Mark and I ask Jaehyun, “Why do we leave the boys alone?” Jaehyun is still ‘driving’ Scylla where Taeil is and he says, “We realized after fighting the titans a couple of times that we don’t need everyone to stay back and help us because some people’s abilities don’t work on certain titans plus we don’t need to lose time on a mission that we don’t have time to lose.” I nod and then we get closer to the state.

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We get to the next state and once we get off of I look at Yuta, “I would ask why your father chose such a hot state but then he’s basically Satan so I guess it makes sense.” Yuta laughs and he puts an arm around me and he says, “Perry, welcome to Texas.” I look at him, “You’re joking right?” He shakes his head and he heads off. I look at Taeyong and I ask, “How do people live here?” He shrugs. I keep following the boys and I say, “I have to admit, I did think that there would be more deserts and wilderness than this.” Yuta nods, “Everyone does.” I laugh and everyone laughs as well and then I smile at the family that I’m involved in. My happy moment gets cut short as I’m pushed to the floor and I say, “Ow!” I hear someone say, “Griffin I said NOT to land on Persephone.” Griffin then gets close to my head and he licks the side of my face. I laugh a bit as the creature gets off of me and then Mark sends Griffin off and he helps me up. I hug Mark and I say, “I’m glad you’re back. Did you actually defeat Krios in that short of a time.” Mark looks at me in confusion and he asks, “Are you doubting me?” I smile and shake my head, “I’m just glad you’re back.” He smiles nods. We all head off further in to the hottest state that I know of. 

We get to the middle part of the city and I ask, “So when Mark was riding Griffin nobody could see him right? Because it would be very odd to see a little boy floating in mid air with a sword.” Mark laughs and says, “Yeah, nobody could see me. It’s a good thing too.....if they could see me the therapists all over New York would be making money!” I giggle and the boys let out a small chuckle. I head up to Jeno and I ask, “So do we know exactly what Jaemin needs? Like, do we know what it is that my mom is giving us?” Jeno shakes his head, “We don’t know, all we know is that it will help heal Jaemin a lot quickly.” I nod and I think, “But it can’t be something like beauty....because you can’t carry something like that, like it’s not a substance.” Jeno smiles and nods, “That’s right.” I sigh and I say, “Good, because if it was I was going to go crazy and I was going to ask where can I get some?” Renjun comes up to me and shoves me a bit, “You don’t need any. Besides, if you wanted beauty, if it was measured, you’d have to fight Jeno or Jaemin for it and those boys don’t give up easily....Jeno tackles everyone everyday and Jaemin lets himself get tackled. Plus they’ve taken down titans.” 

There’s a rumble and I grab Renjun’s arm in order to stabilize myself. Once it stops I look at Renjun and he smiles and he takes his arm out of my grasp and he looks back at Taeil. They nod at each other and Renjun looks back at me, “Well, that’s my cue.” He summons his Phoenix and Taeil climbs on the back of Renjun’s Phoenix, just because Taeil’s animal can’t come out of the water. I look at Taeyong and I see he’s smiling proudly at the boys as they go off. Ten comes up to me and says, “Let me introduce you to Hyperion. He goes after the sons of Hera and Hermes also known as Renjun, Jisung, Taeil and Doyoung.” I nod and I ask, “So why aren’t we running?” Ten smiles and says, “Not yet. You don’t want to admire this titan?” He jokes with me. I glare at him and say, “Considering I almost got killed last time, I’m good.” He laughs and we begin to take off past the titan as Renjun would get close to the titan and Taeil would jump off and start to hit the titans weak spots. I kept watching as I was dragged by Jeno to run past the titan. The titan gets irritated and he hits Renjun’s Phoenix down taking Renjun with it, “Renjun!” I yell. The titan turns his head to me and I’m not realizing how stupid I am for yelling and getting all the other boys put in danger. The titan begins to run towards us. Taeyong stops and he makes sure we get fast enough and he helps fight off the titan. I get confused but regardless I keep running. Just hoping that nobody gets hurt too badly.

We get far away and we hide inside of a shop and once we’re inside everyone looks at us and Yuta, out of breath, waves ‘hello’ to everyone and smiling. Everyone looks at us as if we’re crazy. I look at Jeno and I whisper, “So people can see us now?” Jeno then whispers back, “They can see us when we aren’t doing anything supernatural. So you have to be careful because if I’m in this store and I summon my animal I’ll immediately disappear and then people will start making stories about us. So we have to make sure that we don’t do anything supernatural at the moment.” I nod and I look at the people and I smile a bit and I look at Yuta and ask quietly, “Why did Taeyong stay back? How was he able to fight the titan. I thought certain titans didn’t take effect from different sons.” Yuta nods and says, “They usually can’t. But with Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades kids, they can because we are the most powerful kids.”  I look at Ten, “Why did only he stop?” Ten says, “We usually only let him go back because he’s the strongest out of all of us. I just make sure everyone gets to safety.” I nod in understanding and I see Renjun go by on his Phoenix and I smile at the boys. Jeno smiles and says, “We’ll always be okay. We don’t get defeated easily.” I nod and then I look around and I see Yuta talking to the store clerk and he has a map out. I join him up there and I see that he’s asking her the fastest route to another state. How are we moving so fast? 

I look at Yuta and he thanks the woman and he turns to the boys, “Okay, any guesses where to next?” He smiles. I look at Lucas and he says, “LA, California.” Yuta smiles at Lucas and nods, “Good guess. Have you been tracking my father?” He asks in a joking manner. We wait until Yuta gives the okay and once he does we’re all running down the streets of Austin, Texas to find a car or a taxi to get us to the airport. We figured we would take a plane to California. We finally get a car and Yuta, Mark, Lucas and Ten get in one car. They head to the airport and I’m still running with Jeno and Jaehyun wondering how we’re going to relay the message to the boys. Even though Phoenix is strong, she can’t carry 3 members on her back. We have to get either Taeyong or Taeil back with us. Jaehyun looks at Jeno and nods and then Jaehyun runs back the other way and I yell, “Jae!” Jeno grabs my wrist but keeps running with me. I’m tired of being dragged around. Once we’ve been running around Jaehyun joins us again with Taeil right next to him. I nod and we find a taxi and the taxi brings us four to the airport. 

We join up with the boys. Mark is holding the tickets for all of us and we all rush to the airplane we’re supposed to be boarding. We rush to the plane and they’re about to close the door but Mark yells, “Wait!” The flight attendant gets confused and she sees us and Mark hands her 8 tickets. We all get on the plane and sit down quickly. Good thing we didn’t have to check any bags. We are all out of breath. I’m sat in between Jeno and Jaehyun. The other boys are behind us in rows and I’m just sitting here and the flight attendant goes over the safety precautions and Jaehyun whispers to me, “We have about 2 hours till we land in LA.” I smile and I nod, “Well, I’m ready to kick some ass.” I say smiling. 

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“Persephone. Perry, come on wake up.” My eyes flutter open and I realize my head is placed on Jaehyun’s shoulder. I look up at him to say sorry and he just smiles at me. We get off the plane and I hear a flight attendant say, “Have fun in Los Angeles.” I nod at her and I walk off the plane into the airport. I look around and there’s a bunch of people. Lucas says, “We’re meeting Taeyong and Renjun outside. In LA.”  I nod and I say, “I forgot that they were gone.” Lucas smiles and we all walk out of the airport and I’m the first one out. I look around rapidly for the boys, “They’re not here. Lucas!” He rushes up to me and he says, “Look closer.” I give him a confused look and he points to where I see Phoenix landing and Taeyong. But I can’t see Renjun. I worriedly rush up to Phoenix, rushing through traffic. One car honks at me and I stop in front of it and I hit the hood hard and I glare at them as I keep going. I hear the boys say sorry and keep going, “She’s got spunk.” I hear Ten say and Mark says, “Yeah, she’s learning.”

I get up to Taeyong and I see Taeyong holding Renjun’s limp body. I begin to cry. I hold Renjun’s hand and I ask, “What happened?” Taeyong puts Renjun down on the ground gently and says, “The titan got a hold of him. I couldn’t get him away quick enough. He crushed him pretty hard.” I look up at Taeyong and he has a gash across his face as it’s still bleeding. Ten grabs Taeyong and he checks out his face and he just hugs him. Jeno gets down to where Renjun is and he says, “We have to send him back. Phoenix will take him home.” I nod and I say, “Let’s do that.” I look at Phoenix and I say, “Take Renjun home safely. If you get tired you can rest but get him home safely.” She makes a little sound and then she picks up Renjun and she flies off. I look up at Taeyong and he’s hugging Ten still. He’s now crying. I smile and I realize why they’re crying, Taeyong almost died today. Renjun is hurt, it was a fight well fought. I look at Taeyong and I ask, “Did you defeat Hyperion?” Taeyong nodded and says, “Barely. But we did.” I smile and then I say, “You need to rest Tae. Or at least call Nemean Lion to carry you. You don’t need to walk.” Taeyong shakes his head, “I’m okay. Let’s just go find Koios.” I sigh and I nod and we look at Yuta. He smiles and says, “Follow me.” I look up at Phoenix who is getting farther holding Renjun’s unconscious body.” I bite my lip in nervousness and I head after the boys. 

We head to where the boys are. The beach is very crowded and there’s a lot of people. I instantly feel uncomfortable. I look at Jaehyun and he smiles at me and says, “Oh come on. I know we’re on a mission to save Jaemin but you can at least have some fun.” I shake my head and give him a disapproving look. He sighs and I walk faster to catch up with Taeyong, “Hey, are you feeling okay?” He nods, “I’m fine. Supposedly we can find your mother in this state.” I look at Taeyong and then I question Yuta, “Yeah, why did we go to the other states and not just to Los Angeles. If we did, Renjun wouldn’t be hurt right now.” I make Yuta stop dead in his tracks by standing in front of him. He sighs and says, “Because if we didn’t and the titans heard we were here in Los Angeles after my father we would have twice as many titans after us while trying to get the medicine from your mother. If the titans got a hold of that they could destroy it and destroy her. So if you’d like to see your mother and save Jaemin then I suggest you don’t question my plans. We’ve had to do this more than once.” He walks around me and I sigh and I look up at Jeno and he smiles at me. I continue to walk next to Jeno until we reach one side of the beach that isn’t as crowded. 

I look around and I get ready to fight. Ten can see my tense up and he touches my shoulder, “You’re not fighting. Koios is the next titan and he only wants one certain son.” Ten then looks at Lucas. Lucas smiles and opens his arms, “That is me.” I get concerned and I yell, “Why do titans feel the need to fight my family?!” I squeeze my eyes shut. I begin to cry. I’m tired of the titans hurting my family. I just got this family and the titans are slowly hurting every single one of them. Taeil hugs me and he says, “I experienced this. I was the first son that found Doyoung. When it was just Doyoung and I it was so hard. We started to discover these abilities. Then we encountered the first titan we had ever seen. Doyoung got pretty hurt. He was all I had. I was so sad and scared that the titan would come back to kill him. But I realized that, no matter what happens....we have to be strong for the boys. Because our strength and faith in the boys is what keeps them strong. It helps them fight more actually. You may not believe me but, it happens.” I look up at Taeil and I say, “You can’t really hit me with anything that I won’t believe anymore.” He smiles and he wipes my tears. Lucas looks at me and says, “I’ll be okay. I promise.” He holds me close and he says, “You just need to believe that I’ll be okay and that I’ll win. Because if you believe in anything else, you might not like the outcome.” I nod and I now make it my job to fully believe in whoever is fighting that they will win and to focus on that and nothing else.

I hear something and I ask, “They just need to always make a loud appearance don’t they?” Mark laughs ad nods, “That’s how we know that they’re here.” I nod and I say, “So loud appearances equals bad?” Mark nods and says, “Yep. Now we run.” I begin to run and I hear Lucas yell and his Chimera shows up. I smile at her and she lunges at the titan that is now slashing around at Lucas trying to knock him off of Chimera. I run right next to Mark and then I realize I hear something that sounds like a womans voice. I shake my head to get it out of my head but it doesn’t go away. I can faintly hear it. We keep running until I hear it yell, “STOP!” I stop dead in my tracks and everyone looks at me like I’m crazy. I look to the right and I see a post office, “It’s here.” I rush inside and Yuta yells, “Perry what’re you doing?” I go up to the person who’s working there and I push past people, “Hello. I’m Demeter’s daughter. I have a very urgent package?” He opens the door for me and he takes me behind the counter, “Are you crazy? If you say that name in there people will know who you are. Use your fake parents names.” He sighs and he takes me back into a back room and he types in a code and a door opens. Someone walks out and I look up and it’s a goddess, “Hello.” She begins to cry, I get confused and I look at the man. He smiles and he nods towards me. I realize it. It’s my mother.

The boys follow me behind quickly. Yuta grabs my arms and spins me around, “Are you fucking crazy?! If we’re around here any longer we’ll be-” He stops once he sees my mother looking at me. I look at her and she smiles and begins to tear up, “Oh, Persephone. You’ve turned into such a gorgeous daughter.” I smile a bit, “Mother. Why here? Why now?” She nods and says, “Okay. So I know you don’t have much time but I needed to give you Jaemin’s medicine. But after you receive this, I’ll be gone and waiting for you to come and get me. I don’t have much time but behind me is a box that holds the medicine. Give it to him immediately when you get back home. Do you understand me?” I get the box and I look at it confused and then I nod, “Okay.” She smiles and then she says, “Now go. Lucas can’t hold off that titan from you all for forever.” Taeyong nods at my mother and smiles and then he puts a hand on my back and guides me as we leave the post office and my mother is fading until she’s completely gone. 

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We get back to our home state and on the way home Lucas comes back and is dropped off by his Chimera. We all take a break on the dock after Jaehyun’s animals dropped us off and we smile when Lucas joins us. He has some scars but he seems to be pleased with how he performed against the titan. Jaehyun sighs and we begin to walk but Jeno and Jaehyun stay back, “Guys. Come on. We’re almost to Jaemin. We need to give him this medicine.” Jaehyun and Jeno smile a bit and Jeno asks me, “Perry. What has every member except us fought?” My jaw drops, “How many titans are there?!” Taeyong smiles and he says, “6. But we’ve been able to defeat them all before haven’t we boys?” They all nod in agreement and smile, proud of themselves.

Jaehyun comes up to me and kisses my forehead and Jeno hugs me and then then Jaehyun says, “Don’t worry little sis. We’ll meet you guys back at the house. We’ll be there.” I nod and I say, “Well, all I’m going to say is....don’t get killed.” I smile and nod at them and then Ten grabs my hand as Renjun hugs Jeno and I can hear him whisper, “Don’t get killed. I need my brothers with me.” I smile and we all head to go see Jaemin. Once we get a little further I hear the roars of the titans and I can hear Jaehyun whistle and Jeno making a clicking sound and I see Pegasus fly over us to head to assist Jeno. 

We keep running and then Yuta smiles and says, “Taeyong!” Taeyong turns to him as we keep running and out of breath Yuta yells, “I’ll meet you there.” I get confused, “No! Yuta!” I follow after him and I ignore the members yells at me. Once we get to the city Yuta stops and he’s out of breath and I’m right behind him, panting as well, “Yuta, what the hell?” Yuta, shocked, turns to me and he asks, “Perry, what the hell! Go back with the group! You have the damn medicine. Besides, this is my fight. Not yours.” He says as he yells a short cry and Cerberus comes sprinting up to him. He gets on top of Cerberus and he nods at me and says, “Get that medicine to Jaemin. Now.” I get scared as I see a titan smirking and coming towards Yuta as he’s not looking. I run off and I hear Yuta yell in pain but, I have to ignore it if I want to get this medicine to Jaemin in time. 

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I sprint inside the house and I run up to Jaemin’s room. I open the box on the way to his room. I bust in the room, “Jae!” He looks at me a bit shocked and scared but he sighs when he realizes that it’s just me. I smile and I give him the medicine. He drinks the liquid that is inside the jar that I had handed him and he takes a deep breath and he sighs. He closes his eyes and smiles. I see the bandage around Jaemin’s chest and he notices that I’m looking at his chest bandage and he was like, “Hey. I’ll be okay. With that medicine I’ll definitely be okay. Don’t worry.” He holds my hand. I smile and I spend some time with Jaemin telling him all about the titans and the fights and me seeing my mother and he just smiles and adds a few details and even laughing at some of the ways I describing the stories and even hissed in pain at some of the blows that I told him about that the members were being hit with. 

Jaehyun, Jeno and Yuta show up and they head up to Jaemin’s room and they smile whenever they see that Jaemin has already taken the medicine. Yuta smiles and Jaemin laughs and says, “You got hit by a titan!” I smile and shake my head as Yuta tries to defend himself, “Persephone distracted me!” I smile and I nod, “That’s true.” We all are laughing and hearing how Jaehyun and Jeno did with fighting.

Taeyong runs up and he’s out of breath, “Hate to break up this reunion but all of the members except for Jaemin are missing.” I get confused, “Missing? What’d you mean missing.” Jaehyun thinks for a second and then it seems like Jeno and Jaehyun have the same conclusion but Jaemin beats them to it, “You guys only fought 5 titans. Hyung.....you guys are missing Kronos. The toughest titan that is out there. They took all the members.” I look at Yuta and he says, “Well, here we come hell.” I nod and then I say, “Someone has to watch Jaemin. Make sure he doesn’t get hurt anymore.” Taeyong yells something and I hear someone yell, “Okay. I’ll stay here.” Taeyong comes back up to us and says, “Taeil will watch him. Let’s go guys.” I kiss Jaemin’s forehead and I smile at him and then we all head out of the house to head to hell. 

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Taeyong goes outside and he yells, “Dad! Where’s your brother?! They have our brothers!” Yuta thinks for a second and he says, “Taeyong shut up! That shit never works.” Taeyong stops and he looks down and then a lighting strike hits the ground next to Yuta’s feet and he looks at Taeyong and Taeyong is just smirking as he says, “I know where they are.” Then we head after Taeyong as he begins to run in the direction they’re in. 

We get to Louisiana and I say, “Now I know why you’re stupid ass of a father picked this state, it’s hot as hell.” Yuta smiles and bows, “Guilty as charged.” I glare at him and then I hear a sound, “Wait guys. Stop.” The sound gets louder and it sounds like hissing. Then I see it and I don’t feel threatened by this creature. It comes up to me and it gets very close and it shows it’s fangs and hisses at me. I hear Taeyong say, “Perry step back.” I shake my head, “Just tell me what creature this is.” I say looking at it as it tries to scare me. I smile a bit and Doyoung says, “That’s a Bida Blacksnake. One of the most dangerous snakes that live in the world. If it bites you, you’ll instantly die.” I look at it more, careful not to take my eyes off of the snake, “Except for Gods, right?” Mark confirms my statement. I then look at the snake in the eyes and the snake gets super close to my face and I don’t flinch as I ignore Taeyong’s statements to step back slowly. I put my hand up and I take a deep breath before putting my hand on the Bida’s head. The snake stops hissing, her pupils get bigger and she lowers her head. I smile and I look at Taeyong, “Did I just-” He nods, “That’s your creature.” I smile and then I pet my new creature, the Bida Blacksnake.

We walk to where Hades is and then Yuta enters into hell first and then my Bida slithers away and I tell her that I’ll be okay. We all enter in and Yuta yells, “Father! Let my friends go!” I see Hades and he smiles, “Yuta! You finally-” 

“NOW! I won’t ask again.” Yuta yells. I’ve never seen him this mad. Taeyong puts me behind his back protectively. Hades’ smile drops and he says, “Fine. You can have your friends back......if you can get pasts KRONOS.” He yells to summon the titan. I look forward wondering where Kronos is and then I’m being picked up. It’s holding me tightly, “Taeyong!” I scream. Everyone turns to me and their eyes widen but their faces become much more serious. Hades speaks up, “Ah, the daughter of Demeter. Hello Persephone. How’s your day.” I glare at him and I say, “Fuck off.” Hades says, “Well, soon you’ll be just an addition to hell’s pit of souls.” Hades begins to walk off after he looks at Kronos and nods at him. 

I see Yuta run after Hades as Taeyong, Ten and Jaehyun come to help me by defeating Kronos, evevntually. But I see Renjun, Mark, Jeno and Lucas run off to go find the others while they have the chance. Taeyong yells out and everyone responds with a yell as they all get to taking people down or saving others. Before I see what happens my breathing begins to pick up and my heart is racing and then my line of sight is taken from me.....black. 

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I squint my eyes as the sky is bright. I look up and I see Jaehyun carrying me, “Jaehyun? Did we die?” He smiles and he looks at me and he asks, “You actually think I’d let you die? You don’t have much faith in me do you?” He continues to carry me and I look around at everyone and I can see Taeyong, and Ten are really hurt with blood running down their legs and on the back of their shirts as the rest of the boys seem to be moderately okay but then I see Yuta and I see Lucas carrying Yuta’s unconscious body. I look at him and I whisper, “Yuta.” Jaehyun hears me and he says, “Yeah....he’s...not well. But he’s not dead and that’s all that we care about.” I nod and I see the house coming up. 

We get inside the house and Lucas takes Yuta up to his room. Once Jaehyun puts me down I push past him and I run up to Yuta’s room. Lucas puts Yuta down. I go to him and I grab his hand and he looks at me and smiles weakly. I smile and shake my head, “You’re such an idiot. You’re so stupid.” He smiles and then he says, “But I am brave you have to admit.” I smile and shake my head. WinWin runs into the room and I decide to leave WinWin to talk to his brother as the other members file in. 

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*4 months later*

I smooth out my black dress and there’s a knock on my door frame. I see Jaehyun with a tux on. He looks down and then back at me and he asks, “Ready?” I nod and I take Jaehyun’s arm as he takes me downstairs and I’m surrounded by the boys wearing tuxedos. I smile as I see Jaemin standing up and hugging Jeno. I smile and then Taeyong says, “Well, first off I wanted to say thank you all for being here. I know we all live here but still. Now, for the man...or....men of the hour, Yuta and WinWin.” The boys walk in and I smile at them as we clap. 

WinWin has a big smile on his face and he says, “Hi!” While Yuta walks in and says, “This ceremony is stupid. You guys make it seem like we’re dead.” I laugh a bit and Taeyong says, “But you are leaving.” They nod and then some smiles fall and I’m a little bit confused and Jaehyun whispers to me, “Yuta was successful in killing Hades and so because of that, Yuta and WinWin have to take their father’s place. Something we will all do when our parents pass.” I nod a bit and my smile falls and I begin to tear up. 

Yuta hugs every single member after WinWin hugs everyone and he begins to cry. Yuta gets to me, the last one of the line and he says, “Don’t worry Perry. I’m glad I met you. Everything happens because of something. But, I’ll make sure that you get your mother back.” I shake my head as tears stream down my face. I stutter out, “Just treat her better and let her leave when she wants to. With her being there I get to visit you more often.” I smile through the tears. Yuta smiles and hugs me and he kisses my forehead, “I love you Perry.” 

“I love you too Yuta.” I say as he leaves the room. Yuta and WinWin take their Chimera and they head to their new life as the Gods’ of Hell. 

I smile and then Jeno tackles me, “Jeno!” I say laughing and then Jaemin tackles him getting him off of me and I smile as Jaehyun helps me up and Taeyong smiles at me and he asks, “Are you okay?” I nod and I say, “I just love this family that I am now, and forever will be, a part of.” He smiles and kisses my right temple and I see the boys wrestling and I smile at them and shake my head at all the boys who will forever be a part of my heart. 

[flightfoot]

Delos Days Ch. 7-END

Thanks to @grace--the-fangirl for betaing!

Day 6

Apollo’s POV

I’m falling, falling, panicking - Why am I falling? Why can’t I fly? - and land roughly on some garbage, knocking the wind out of me. My ribs feel bruised, maybe even broken. I feel ashamed and raw, but I don’t know why. It’s weird, like I should know what’s going on, why I feel like this, but I don’t. But it seems so familiar…

YOUR FAULT. YOUR PUNISHMENT.

The words boom through my mind. I know this voice. That scary man, that mean man, the one who used to hurt me, who hurt Meg! That was his voice! I want to scream. I want to flee. I want that voice to go away to somewhere else, somewhere it can’t hurt me or the people I care about.

But I don’t do any of those things.

Instead, as YOUR FAULT tears through my head again, I hear myself say “No! No it wasn’t!”

Huh?

Why is my body doing things I haven’t told it to do?

This all seems very familiar…

The world jolts, and I’m on the ground, being kicked and beaten by some guys. Why?! What did I do to deserve this, to deserve being kicked and being hit with garbage, to deserve hearing the cracking sound as my ribs (DEFINITELY broken at this point) give in?!  I black out, only to be forced into consciousness again as I throw up.

You’ve done so many things to deserve this. Don’t you remember all the people that have been endangered, suffered, that died because of you?

A whisper echoes from the back of my mind. It sounds like me.

I don’t know what it’s talking about - what I’m talking about? - but a heavy weight falls into my stomach anyway. It sounds like the truth. I deserve this.

*flash*

I’m standing up now, heavily injured, but alive. My tormentors are nowhere to be seen. Instead a young girl stands in front of me, the rhinestones on her glasses glittering in the light.

Meg!

My protector!

Maybe I deserve their punishment. But I know she’d disagree.

The thought fills me with hope.

More flashes. This time more rapid, only fleeting glimpses.

A raven-haired teenager with sea-green eyes (the name “Percy” springs to mind) opening the door, looking annoyed.

Meg walking out in her oh-so-loved, oh-so-important green dress.

A peach baby biting the heads off some nasty spirits.

Meg trying to drag me through some woods, my young protector struggling so hard to help.

A longer scene emerges.

A young man with golden hair and blue eyes looms above me.

Will.

His name is Will.

He’s my son.

I frown. What was that? Who is Will to me? I know I had it!

I’m Will’s father.

I can’t figure it out. It’s there, but muffled.

I try one last time to recall. He’s important to me! Will’s my son child family.

Yes. That last time I could recall it! I know I’m missing some things, but he is my family. I’m certain of that!

I suppose that’ll have to be enough for now.

Two more enter. They appear slightly younger. One with dark skin and woven cornrows, the other a young girl with ginger hair dyed with a touch of green.

Immediately I felt like I should know them, my son and daughter, my children, but the only word that stuck was “family”.

They are my family.

Tears well up in my eyes.

They’re here because they care for me. Because they love me. Because they think I’m worth it, despite all evidence to the contrary.

I can’t let them down.

More flashes, more scenes.

My children family sitting with me at a table, reassuring me that they’ll help me, protect me. Before I can break down sobbing, the scene changes again. I wish it didn’t. No, please, I want to be with them some more! I think. But it’s no use.  The scene is gone, and my memory of it fades as a new present takes its place.

I’m frustrated and miserable. Useless at skills I was once the god of. I make a rash vow, a foolish vow; no wait please don’t do this don’t promise this   i f   o n l y   I   h a d n ’ t   p r o m i s e d -

“I swear upon the River Styx - until I am a god again, I will not use a bow or a musical instrument!”

The world appeared to freeze. I knew I just did something terrible, something foolish, something that would cause death to the people I care about, though I didn’t know who those people were.

I rocket ahead. Chiron stands in front of me, looking grim.

“I fear one more team is still missing… your children, Kayla and Austin.”

My stomach twists into knots. They are gone because of me. I know they are. Because they tried to protect me.

I have to find them. To get them back. They have to live. They HAVE to. I will save them, no matter what. I owe them that at least.

More images, more pain, more evidence of my failures.

Meg being carried off by a myrmekes, because she had distracted the myrmekes from me. Stumbling towards the ant who has her, only to fall and vomit, unable to move. Gone because I had been stupid enough to swear on the Styx. Gone because of me. Another person dead because of me.

No.

She’s not dead.

I know she’s not!

This time I willingly push forwards through time. I know that can’t be the end for her, I know it!

I’m running back through the tunnels, bow and quiver slung over my shoulders. And I sing.

Memories crash back through me. Daphne slowly turning to wood, Hyacinthus’s eyes glazing over as he falls onto the ground, dead.

I had forgotten them again.

The pain of their deaths, of my failures, of my inability to even properly honor them by REMEMBERING them, crashes over me, crashes through me.

I sing out my pain, I beg for forgiveness. The myrmekes stand down, overcome by my grief.

But at least I won’t lose another precious person here.

Meg is ahead of me, constrained, but alive. This time, I wasn’t too late. This time, I did not fail.

My relief does not last long.

Meg is now beside me as we face off against a man, an evil man. I know, somewhere in the back of my mind, that this man has caused her untold pain, has hurt her in ways that will take a long time to heal, if they ever do.

Something tickles in the back of my mind.

A realization. One that feels familiar, but I was sure I hadn’t had before now.

This man - he was like that evil man, that awful man, that one who promised pain.

A man that should have protected Meg, like that evil, awful man should have protected me, because both of them are our fathers.

This time I didn’t push to remember. I didn’t want to remember him. He didn’t deserve it.

More jolting.

Trees burn around me. Several young demigods (and one geyser spirit), including Kayla and Austin, are tied up, unconscious and helpless as the flames inch closer. I CANNOT let them die. I WILL NOT. I pick them up, one by one, and drag them away. But it’s not enough. I only bought them minutes. They’ll burn too. I can’t save them. I can’t save myself. I need help. But who could help me? I’m alone. By myself, without my powers, I’m useless. I can’t save my precious people as a god, why would I think I stood a chance as a mortal?

I call for help, not expecting any.

My call is answered.

Dryads appear out of the trees, the beautiful nymphs marching resolutely towards the fire, faces placid, their fates decided. They quench the fire, but at a cost. The fire sears their skin, turning it black and hard (like how Daphne’s had turned to bark, like how her skin had turned dark and unyielding) until they crumbled away.

More dead because of me.

But somehow I always survived.

It doesn’t seem fair, that so many die so I can live.

I don’t deserve it.

I turn towards the hostages. My grief and guilt would have to wait. The demigods are depending on me. I have to try to help.

Small surge forwards, only by a few minutes.

Meg and I are in a grove of whispering trees. She’s backing away, saying that she needs to go back to the evil man, the Beast. She calls him something else, says that he’s not the Beast, tries to convince herself that he’s not as bad as he appears.

My heart breaks. The Beast has twisted her so far, has his claws in so deep, that he’s gotten Meg to do some of the work FOR him, to convince HERSELF that he can be reasoned with, if only she goes back to him. That it’s her fault for angering the Beast, that anything bad he was going to do, was because of her.

Absolving himself of any responsibility for his actions.

Something starts tingling in the back of my head again, a sense of familiarity. I ignore it. It He doesn’t deserve my attention or remembrance.

Meg runs away, back to her abuser. I wish I could help her, keep her away from her abuser. But I can’t catch her. She disappears, leaving an ache in my heart.

I will find her again. I will free her from her stepfather’s clutches. She protected me. It’s time I protect her.

I skip forward, in flashes again, instead of the small jolts I’d been experiencing.

*flash*

Myself crying over my son, relieved that he’s okay.

*flash*

Singing to the ants again, but this time trying to befriend them, instead of merely calm them.

*flash*

A giant golden statue of myself, buck-naked, running around squashing things (This one takes me aback for a moment).

*flash*

The battle’s over. The Demeter cabin is destroyed. The camp’s in disarray, many demigods sick or injured. But no one’s dead.

The campers are all alive and the injured and sick will make full recoveries.

If I leave, hopefully they’ll stay that way.

But I don’t want to. My family… Will, Kayla, and Austin… I want to stay with them. I want to be with them. I want to be there for them.

But I can’t endanger them anymore.

My feet don’t move. Even now, I’m still selfish and fearful. I can’t make myself leave, make myself go out on my own. I can’t do this by myself. I need friends. I just… I don’t want to be alone. Even though that’s safest for everyone around me. I can’t be alone. Please, don’t leave me alone.

Another flash forward, this one longer than all the previous ones.

I’m with a beautiful young woman, yet instead of feeling flirtatious, my stomach knots up. I’m responsible for something bad happening to her, an injustice she didn’t deserve. And I didn’t care until now. Why didn’t I care?

I can’t remember what I did. But knowing that in some way I had harmed her… I didn’t deserve her help. Yet she was helping me anyway. I am amazed that she wants to be around me.

We’re facing off against a young man holding a sword. He was a handsome young man, though his features were marred by many, many large scars across his face.

He’s trying to kill me. I’m about to die.

So why do I feel hopeful? Like I’m anticipating something.

Then a small girl drops in front of me. Meg!

She’shereshe’shereshe’sOKAYandshewantstohelpme

She holds him off, yelling at me to go, that she’ll hold him off. I can’t leave her. She’ll die. Yet I don’t have a choice. Try as I might, my legs walk me away from her, towards some griffins. My stomach turns. Something bad happens to these griffins. But now is not the time. My young protector is in danger. I WILL NOT allow her to die.

I hop onto one of the griffins, my female companion getting on board the other one. We fly them towards Meg and the swordsman. Thankfully, Meg’s order only applies to me, not what (or rather who) I’m riding. I hoist her up onto my griffin as we fly by. She turns to me and exclaims “You were supposed to go!” before wrapping her arms around me, sobbing into my shirt.

At least I’ve been able to do something right. I saved her. She didn’t die.

*flash*

It’s chaos around me. Ostriches running around, myself riding an elephant, Sis’s Hunters fighting. And then there’s the Emperor.

He looks exquisite in his fine purple robes, though he could’ve been naked and he would’ve been just as handsome (as I can attest).

My focus is not on him however (mostly); it’s on the young man he’s holding. Lit. His name is Lit. The man who tried to kill me and my friends earlier. Yet I can’t stand to see him die now. Not at Commodus’s hands.

He’s like me. He’s like Meg. Hurt, controlled by the people who should support him, seeing him only as a tool, not caring whether he lives or dies, only mourning the loss of some of their power. And making bad decisions, ones that hurt others. Though this is a similarity that only I and Lit share.

I could write him off. No one would blame me if I did. But I can’t. I just can’t. I have to try to help him, to find him a family. I can’t leave him like this, bleeding out, ready to be killed by someone who’s supposed to be on his side.

He deserves a chance.

*flash*

Meg’s dying in my arms.

She came here to help me. She’s dying because she refused to allow the snakes to kill me. I cannot let her die. Please, let this one live.

I tried everything I could think of - reassuring her, singing to her, telling her sternly that she must live - but none of it worked. I only had one recourse. I must share the poison with her.

If she dies, at least she won’t die alone.

*flash*

A bespectacled young man is standing in front of me. My heart attempts to fight its way into my stomach while my stomach tries to relocate up my throat.

Jason.

This is Jason.

My little brother.

Remember.

But

I

can’t.

I zone back in. My body is moving again, doing and saying things I am not in control of.

I heard Jason speak.

“I tried to talk some sense into Zeus. I told him he was wrong to punish you. He didn’t listen.”

I couldn’t comprehend the sentence fully. I knew this, though: Jason had put himself out there to try and protect me, even though he didn’t know me. Even though he’d had no reason to do so. I had done nothing for him. Yet he risked his life for me. He gave his life for me.

He turns to me, puts his hands on both my shoulders.

“Promise me one thing. Whatever happens, when you get back to Olympus, when you’re a god again, remember. Remember what it’s like to be human.”

I broke my promise.

I forgot.

I forgot.

I have to remember. Please, please, PLEASE, let me remember this. I can’t… I can’t let him down again. Let him down more than I already have. Let him down like I let Daphne and Hyacinthus down.

*flash*

Jason’s fighting against an Emperor - Caligula. Arrows are embedded in all of his limbs, but he still keeps fighting.

No.

NO.

NONONONONONONONONONONO

Not again… please… don’t make me watch this again…

Jason turns to me, looks me straight in the eye.

“GO! Remember!”

He’d used his last words to drive that promise into my soul, to ensure that I would never forget.

But I still forgot.

Caligula drives his spear through Jason’s back. He falls, blood soaking through his clothes.

He’s dead.

I couldn’t save him.

My brother is dead.

*flash*

My essence is being torn apart, converted. Dissolved. I will disappear.

Will anyone miss me?

I try to hold onto something, anything. My memories. But they are treacherous. My twin sister! What’s her name? What’s her name?! Please, leave me this. Please.

The woman next to me tells me to hold on, that help will arrive. But how can I resist? Even my most precious memories are slipping away now.

But I have to. For the sake of the dead. Of those who died to allow me to get this far.

I speak senseless words, words that I don’t understand. Yet they seem to help. As I speak, tiles rise up in front of me, blocking the heat just a little.

It’s not fast enough.

But it doesn’t have to be.

A young white furry creature with big ears (Crest! He has a name!) strums on a ukulele.

MY ukulele.

The one I gave him.

The one I promised to teach him how to play.

He’s beaten up, his fingers are broken, but still he plays.

He wants to be a musician.That’s his dream.

He could have left us. I only asked him to save Meg and to show us the entrance to the Labyrinth, nothing more.

Yet he CHOSE to stand guard.

He CHOSE to try to fight off Medea and his minions, despite how outmatched he was.

He refused to relinquish my ukulele, his ukulele, no matter what.

And now he is throwing away his chance of survival, his chance of attaining his dream, in order to save me, a person he’s only known for a day.

I watch on, helpless, as Crest continues to play.

I force out more words, dampening the heat slightly. Crest is buying me this time. I have to use it.

Medea stabs Crest in the chest. Still he plays defiantly.

She stabs him again. But he will not stop.

A third strum of the ukulele, a third stab from Medea.

Somehow he’s still alive, still clutching that ukulele.

*flash*

I’m on the ground, kneeling next to Crest. His fur is matted with blood. His chest is a mess of blood and viscera. But still he clutches that ukulele.

He locks eyes with me (just like Jason did before he died). “Music. God.”

He wanted to be a god of music. Like I was.

I talk to him, try to give him reassurances, convince myself that this cannot be happening, that Crest would be okay.“Yes, my young friend. You are a music god! I- I will teach you every chord. We will have a concert with the Nine Muses. When- when I get back to Olympus…”

Crest slowly relaxes, collapsing into dust. The ukulele remains, the only remnant of the brave young pandos.

I’d forgotten Crest. He had no one else to remember him. I was the only one who really talked with him. I was the one he looked up to. I had taken him on as my student. He had died to save me from a fate worse than death.

I had repaid him by forgetting he ever existed.

0-//O\-0

I woke up sobbing for the second day in a row.

Will. Kayla. Austin. Jason. Crest.  Hyacinthus. Daphne.

I’m sure there’s more that I’ve forgotten, more friends that I made, more lives lost. But these are all that I can remember right now.

My memories… I HAD to remember this time. My memory was growing fuzzy, but more slowly this time. I COULD NOT allow myself to forget. Not again.

I pull myself up using the bars of my crib, trying to stand, trying to walk.

I trip over an object.

My ukulele. The one that Artemis had retrieved for me.

I had always felt great sorrow and guilt looking at it, but I couldn’t bear to part with it.

Now I knew why.

…

That’s it!

Artemis, Leto, and Meg came rushing into the room. I burbled and pointed at the ukulele, trying to get them to understand my idea. They mostly just seemed confused, unfortunately.

At last I screwed up my face and concentrated. I pointed to the ukulele and said “Kest!”

Mother and Sis still looked confused, but light dawned in Meg’s eyes.

“Crest?” she asked. I nodded vigorously.

“You remember him? What else do you remember?”

I concentrate, trying to form the words, get the names out there. “Will. Kayla. Aw-tin. Da-nee. Hya… Hya-si… Hya-si…” I tripped up on “Hyacinthus”. Meg came to my rescue.

“Hyacinthus?”

I nodded, and then forced out the last name. I promised to remember…

“Jay-son.”

Meg’s face fell as she heard the name. She knew what remembering him meant. The guilt was written on my face.

“It wasn’t your fault, Apollo. You tried. He CHOSE to help, KNOWING that he would die. You did everything you possibly could.”

It didn’t make me feel better. He was still dead because of me. I HAD to fulfill his wish, his wish to… what?

Remember

I jolted. I needed to do this NOW, before I forgot more, before my memory faded again.

I quickly crawled out of the tent, into the outdoors, and more importantly, over to the dirt.

Mom, sis, and Meg followed, perplexed.

“Where are you going, brother?” Artemis asked.

I clawed at the dirt with my useless little baby hands. “Hya! Hya!” I cried.

Artemis looked at me sadly. “Hyacinthus is dead, Apollo. Even I can’t bring him back from the Underworld.”

‘That’s not what I mean!’ I wanted to shout. But I couldn’t.

I crawled over to Meg, using her dress to pull myself to a standing position. I pawed at the pouches on Meg’s belt, trying to open them.

Meg opens a pouch, taking out a packet of seeds. “You want this?”

I grab the seeds, not opening it, but shaking it up and down over the hole I had dug. “Hya!” I cried again.

This time, she got it.

“You want to plant Hyacinths?” she asked.

Success!

I nodded vigorously… and then fall over. Need to work on my balance.

Mom summoned a flowerpot. I carefully poked a hole in the soil, and Meg handed me a seed. I dropped it in and covered it up.

Now normally, this might not be enough to get a hyacinth flower to sprout and grow. Normally there weren’t several gods on hand who really, REALLY want that hyacinth to grow.

It grew rapidly, reaching full bloom in a matter of minutes.

I hugged the pot to my chest, crying a little. I won’t forget. I could never forget what this flower means.

There are more people I have to remember though, more I can’t afford to forget.

I tore myself away from the pot.

“Da-nee!” I shouted.

This time, they got it immediately.

Meg summoned a laurel tree seed. Artemis handed me one of her arrows.

I poked a hole in the ground, dropped it in, and covered it up, just like I did with the Hyacinth seed. Within minutes, a fully grown laurel tree had grown outside of the tent.

I sat back and stared at the two plants for a moment. My two loves. They had stopped fading from my mind. Even when my mind reverts back, I was certain that I’d still remember them.

I still felt antsy, though. I’d enjoyed being here, but I felt like I was missing people now.

Like there was somewhere else I wanted to go, some people I wanted to see.

Faces flashed before my eyes.

A young man with blond hair and blue eyes, looking down at me, concerned.

Another young man with dark hair in cornrows, playing the saxophone.

A young woman with ginger hair tinged with green, giving me advice on shooting arrows.

Family

“Ca’p Haf-bud,” I say. They look over to me.

“Ca’p Haf-bud, Ca’p Haf-bud!” I exclaim more urgently.

More of my family was there. I wanted to see them! I wanted to see them so badly!

“You want to go to Camp Half-Blood?” Artemis asks. I nod.

Meg cartwheeled around a bit. “I’d like that. I was getting bored. Plus they’ve got some good food.”

“Ok, let’s go,” Mother said.

Artemis broke down camp, and summoned her chariot. “You’ve never ridden in my chariot, have you, little brother?”

I hadn’t. I tried to look unimpressed and aloof.

Then one of the deer nuzzled me.

SO. CUTE. SO SOFT. And such pretty golden fur!

I immediately forgot that I was trying to be cool and patted their heads, squealing. The deer huffed, and the other three deer joined in, deciding to lick me. I laughed and squealed, it was so fun!

Then I glanced over and saw Artemis with a video camera. I tried to look aloof, but it was too late.

She smirked at me. I tried to be angry, but then one of the reindeer nuzzled me again and I couldn’t.

We entered Artemis’s chariot. I watched as Delos became smaller and smaller, clutching my ukulele (Crest’s ukulele) to my chest, hyacinth in a pot at my feet. The laurel tree grew smaller and smaller as we flew away.

“We’ll plant a new one,” Meg promised. “To remember her by.”

I nodded, tearing up as we flew towards more of my family and friends.

[solitarywitchintraining]

Tag, you're it...

I thought this would help me relax before bed. I pass this on to the reader, answer all these question at once or once a day.

1. Are you solitary or in a coven?

Solitary

2. Do you consider yourself Wiccan, Pagan, witch, or other?

Pagan

3. What is your zodiac sign?

Capricorn

4. Do you have a Patron God/dess?

Apollo

5. Do you work with a Pantheon?

Greek

6. Do you use tarot, palmistry, or 
any other kind of divination?

I use Oracle cards, my main deck I've had for years and has artwork by Brian Froud who designed the characters from The Dark Crystal.

7. What are some of your favorite herbs to use in your practice? (if any)

Lavender, Lilac, Rose

8. How would you define your craft?

Divination mostly

9. Do you curse? If not, do you accept others who do?

I have in the past, it takes a lot for me to want to curse someone. I totally accept others, its not my place or right to judge people no matter their path.

10. How long have you been practicing?

20+ years

11. Do you currently or have you ever had any familiars?

Yes to both

12. Do you believe in Karma or
Reincarnation?

I believe in both

13. Do you have a magical name?

Yep, Onyx

14. Are you “out of the broom closet”?

Yes, my sister likes to jokingly call me a "tree hugger"

15. What was the last spell you performed?

A protection spell for a friend's daughter.

16. Would you consider yourself knowledgeable?

I know a lot but I'm always learning.

17. Do you write your own spells?

Yes, I think the intent is stronger if its personal.

18. Do you have a book of shadows?
If so, how is it written and/or set up?

Multiple, I have one for my divination and then another that I just add to over time.

19. Do you worship nature?

Absolutely

20. What is your favorite gemstone?

Labradorite or Garner

21. Do you use feathers, claws, fur, pelt, skeletons/bones, or any other animal body part for magical work?

I haven't but I'm not against it.

22. Do you have an altar?

Yes, its a mahogany library table that is very special to me.

23. What is your preferred element?

Water

24. Do you consider yourself an Alchemist?

No

25. Are you any other type of magical practitioner besides a witch?

I've been told I am.

26. What got you interested in witchcraft?

When I got a set of tarot cards when I was 12.

27. Have you ever performed a spell or ritual with the company of anyone who was not a witch?

Yes, a friend that was interested and asked for my help.

28. Have you ever used ouija?

Yes

29. Do you consider yourself a psychic?

I'm a sensitive

30. Do you have a spirit guide? If so, what is it?

Yes, still learning about them

31. What is something you wish someone had told you when you first started?

That there is no right or wrong way to practice, only your way.

32. Do you celebrate the Sabbats? If so which one is your favorite?

Yes, I love Samhain

33. Would you ever teach witchcraft to your children?

I don't want children

34. Do you meditate?

I have to, I have generalized anxiety and it helps.

35. What is your favorite season?

Fall or Winter

36. What is your favorite type of magick to preform?

Natural

37. How do you incorporate your spirituality into your daily life?

Offering readings to those who need help

38. What is your favorite witchy movie?

Hocus Pocus or The Craft

39. What is your favorite witchy book, both fiction and non-fiction. Why?

Practical Magic because I love how its written. Non-fiction would be the book that came with my cards because it gave the best meditation techniques

40. What is the first spell you ever preformed? Successful or not.

A love spell that went HORRIBLY and COMPLETELY wrong, I did a spell to attract a type of guy I thought I needed and learned that I was wrong.

41. What’s the craziest witchcraft-related thing that’s happened to you?

Accidentally outing a friend while doing a reading. I just kept harping on the fact that he had a big secret and that he needed to open up.

42. What is your favourite type of candle to use?

Lilac

43. What is your favorite witchy tool?

Fire

44. Do you or have you ever made your own witchy tools?

No

45. Have you ever worked with any magical creatures such as the fea or spirits?

Yes, my cards are Fea based.

46. Do you practice color magic?

Yep

47. Do you or have you ever had a witchy teacher or mentor of any kind?

I had someone come along and try to shape me into what she thought I should be. It didnt work

48. What is your preferred way of shopping for witchcraft supplies?

Second hand store

49. Do you believe in predestination or fate?

Nope, your choices effect your ending WAY to much.

50. What do you do to reconnect when you are feeling out of touch with your practice?

Mediation and music

51. Have you ever had any supernatural experiences?

MANY

52. What is your biggest witchy pet peeve?

People trying to tell others that their practice is wrong or that it won't work because "blah blah blah". They limit themselves way to much and underestimate their own power.

53. Do you like incense? If so what’s your favorite scent?

Yes, I love floral scents.

54. Do you keep a dream journal of any kind?

No

55. What has been your biggest witchcraft disaster?

My first spell, it attracted a man that left me a total and complete mess

56. What has been your biggest witchcraft success?

A protection spell I did to create distance between me and my abuser.

57. What in your practice do you do that you may feel silly or embarrassed about?

Nothing really.

58. Do you believe that you can be an atheist, Christian, Muslim or some other faith and still be a witch too?

Absolutely

59. Do you ever feel insecure, unsure or even scared of spell work?

Absolutely, in those moments I take time to meditate, clear my head, and focus myself.

60. Do you ever hold yourself to a standard in your witchcraft that you feel you may never obtain?

I try not to, but we are all our own worst critic.

61. What is something witch related that you want right now?

More altar supplies

62. What is your rune of choice?

Don't work with runes.

63. What is your tarot card of choice?

Death

64. Do you use essential oils? If so what is your favorite?

Yes, love them. I love peppermint and lavender.

65. Have you ever taken any kind of witchcraft or pagan courses?

No

66. Do you wear pagan jewelry in public?

Yep

67. Have you ever been discriminated against because of your faith or being a witch?

Yeah, I've been told I'm going to hell and I've also been told I'm not a real witch because I'm not in a coven.

68. Do you read or subscribe to any pagan magazines?

No

69. Do you think it’s important to know the history of paganism and witchcraft?

Yes, but just because history is important, not because you need to use it as a guide neccesarily

70. What are your favorite things about being a witch?

My connection to nature

71. What are your least favorite things about being a witch?

The judgement within the community

72. Do you listen to any pagan music? If so who is your favorite singer/band?

Absolutely, Stevie Nicks

73. Do you celebrate the Esbbats? If so, how?

No

74. Do you ever work skyclad?

No

75. Do you think witchcraft has improved your life? If so, how?

Yes, I was raised Christian and it made me angry and scared. I'm gay and it instilled so much self hatred, once I found witchcraft I found so much peace.

76. Where do you draw inspiration from for your practice?

My sister.

77. Do you believe in ‘fantasy’ creatures? (Unicorns, fairies, elves, gnomes, ghosts, etc)

Yes, absolutely.

78. What’s your favorite sigil/symbol?

My own

79. Do you use blood magick in your practice? Why or why not?

I have, it depends on what I'm doing

80. Could you ever be in a relationship with someone who doesn’t support your practice?

No

81. In what area or subject would you most like your craft to grow?

My divination

82. What’s your favorite candle scent? Do you use it in your practice?

Lilac or Rose and yes

83. Do you have a pre-ritual ritual? (I.e. Something you do before rituals to prepare yourself for them). If so what is it?

Meditation

84. What real life witch most inspires your practice?

@corinneleigh-blog

85. What is your favorite method of communicating with deity?

Meditation

86. How do you like to organize all your witchy items and ingredients?

Not great at orginization

87. Do you have any witches in your family that you know of?

Yes

88. How have you created your path? What is unique about it?

I'm a solitary witch, I follow my inner voice.

89. Do you feel you have any natural gifts or affinities (premonitions, hearing spirits, etc.) that led you toward the craft? If so what are they?

I'm energy sensitive, I had premonitions as a kid, and I'm empathic. I've seen spirits off and on my whole life, witchcraft definitely helped.

90. Do you believe you can initiate yourself or do you have to be initiated by another witch or coven?

I believe that we all have our own path. I don't think its neccessary to be initiated.

91. When you first started out in your path what was the first thing or things you bought?

My oracle cards.

92. What is the most spiritual or magickal place you’ve been?

Stonehenge, the energy there had me tingling all day.

93. What’s one piece of advice you’d give someone who is searching for their matron and patron deities?

Take your time

94. What techniques do you use to ‘get in the zone’ for meditation?

Guided meditation and music

95. Did visualization come easily to you or did you have to practice at it?

MUCH practice

96. Do you prefer day or night? Why?

Night, it just feels more magical to me.

97. What do you think is the best time and place to do spell work?

When I'm alone.

98. How did you feel when you cast your first circle? Did you stumble or did it go smoothly?

Very calm

99. Do you believe witchcraft gets easier with time and practice?

Yes, but we can all still learn

100. Do you believe in many gods or one God with many faces?

Many gods.

101. Do you eat meat, eggs and dairy?

Yes

102. What is your favorite color and why?

Blue, it just feels rich and magical.

103. What is the one question you get asked most by non-practitioners or non-pagans? How do you usually respond?

Will you give me a reading.

104. Which of your five senses would you say is your strongest?

Smell

105. What is a pagan or witchcraft rule that you preach but don’t practice?

Don't question your inner voice.