#leo valdez x oc

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

LOML BABY CUTIE PIE SNOOKUMS 💕🦋

SO THAT YOUR SEXY LIL BRAIN DOESN'T FORGET :

The lover boys ( Percy, Leo, Jason, Conner, Luke , Frank) overhearing reader talking about them and afterwards realising that reader is THE ONE for them

Mhuaw Mhuaw 💋

⋆⭒˚.⋆ can't have a conversation if it's not all about you! hcs

content: hcs for leo valdez, frank zhang, luke castellan, percy jackson & jason grace warning: some language but that's it!! author's note: ta daaaaa! i like doing matching stories to one's ive already written!! and love love love how these match the other group hcs i did, probs gonna put it as a part two on the masterlist even tho i kinda isn't, ya know??? whatever it's my blog lmao-

𝜗𝜚 leo valdez

leo had no shame

originally, he had no intentions of eavesdropping

but then he heard you talking as he passed by the window of your cabin and couldn't help but stand nearby

and, boy, was he glad that he did

his smile was a mile wide as he heard you talk so passionately about him

that's right, you've been yapping away about leo for at least an hour

"and you should see the way he looks at me when he makes me laugh. it's just- it's just this wide smile and he can't seem to take his eyes off me."

leo blushed slightly at that comment, completely unaware that you had caught onto that look, the one he only reserved for you

"and he's the sweetest, always looking out for me. oh! and the gifts are never ending and he's the best cuddler i've like ever met. and, so, so funny."

leo was certain he was short circuiting, the wires of his heart fraying and twisting in unnatural ways. in ways that would make his mechanic father disappointed

"you must really love him," one of your siblings mused and leo waited with baited breath, leaning slightly closer to the window to hear you better

"more than i could put into words. i'm...i'm lucky the fates gave him to me - more than lucky."

that was the day leo started working on your engagement ring, determined to never spend another day without you by his side

𝜗𝜚 frank zhang

frank was a good boy, be it either his roman bones or his canadian heritage, he made sure to always follow rules and respect peoples privacy

...except for today

he allowed himself this exception as he stood in one of the many hallways new rome had to offer, leaning against the way as he heard your voice drift through the corridor

you couldn't have been more than a few yards away, your voice easily carrying to frank's ears

"he gives the best hugs!"

"bear hugs?" your friend laughed and frank's lips twitched upwards at the comment

"shut up! he's sweet too! so, so sweet! and gentle. for a son of mars, he holds me so softly."

frank stood a little taller at the comments, pride filling his body in a way it never has before

sure, lots of people have told him similar things, but something about it coming from you left the boy reeling with pride

"cmon, be honest. is he, ya know, the one?" your friend whispered but frank still heard it

he paled at the connotation, his fingers crossed as he counted the seconds in between your response.

"honestly? he's the other half of my soul. we're tied together and he's not getting rid of me anytime soon."

that afternoon, frank signed up for an wedding magazine subscription, wanting to keep up to date on the wedding scene, as he figured it would become important to him and you in the near future

𝜗𝜚 luke castellan

luke had taken a break from practice with his sword, laying on the ground all sweaty and grimy

his water bottle had long since been emptied but he was far too tired to get up and refill it

after a few minutes of rest, he'd finally decided the water would be worth the pain of his taunt muscles

as he made his way to the water fountain, he paused as his eyes caught sight of you and a wood nymph talking

he smirked to himself, moving closer with the full intentions of stealing a kiss but he paused as your words started to reach his ears

he then hid behind a tree, only peeking out every now and then when he knew you weren't looking

"gods, i've never met a guy so romantic. did i tell you that he stole all of my favorite bags of chips from the camp store? and you wanna know why? mind you, this is a direct quote, he said 'because no one but my girl deserves this chips to grace her lips.' like...bro."

the wood nymph cooed, the flowers in her hair brightening in color at the romantic thoughts

in fact, the red tulips were matching the shade of luke's cheeks pretty well

and that's quite the feat as the boy wasn't a big blusher

"and watching him train will always leave me drooling. you hear that olivia rodrigo leaked song, prison for life?? like, that's literally him!! he's so protective but in a good way, ya know??"

luke shook his head despite knowing the fact you couldn't see him

you've brought that song up so many times since you heard it, telling luke that it always reminded you of him

and luke would never admit it, but he listened to the song on his own time

and he couldn't help but agree with you

he'd kill for you and you didn't even need to ask him to

he'd just do it because you were worth any consequence he'd face after

"so, you love him?" the wood nymph questioned eagerly

and luke was just as eager to hear the answer

"...i'd kill for him, too. i'd do anything to keep him close, hurt anyone. hell, i'd tear down olympus for that boy."

and that you would, eventually.

all with a shiny ring on your finger, put there by the boy who'd lost his way

and you were more than happy to get lost with him, too, as long as it meant his hand in yours

𝜗𝜚 percy jackson

percy knew better than to listen to rumors

especially from sea flora and fauna

but, when the shark swam up to him with naiads in tow, percy couldn't help but listen

"lord! lord! you'll never believe what we just heard!" the shark cried, swimming circles around percy in his excitement

"go on," percy encouraged, briefly passing his hand over the shark's fin before the shark was mentally gasping in a big breath to do a long ramble

"okay okay okay! so, your lady in waiting had been talking with a few of the river naiads up stream. and she was talking about you, my lord!"

percy was silently waiting for the new information to come

he was well aware of the fact that you struggled to have conversations that didn't revolve around him

and he would know as he struggled with a similar issue when it came to you

"and she was talking about your hair and your eyes and your smile! oh, and she also mentioned that she thought you were the funniest boy she'd ever met, my lord! then she was talking about how good you looked in some shirt the other day-"

"wait, wait, which shirt??? did she say, like, a color or something??" percy cut in, leaning forwards as this information was important to him

"umm, i think she said navy blue?"

"yes! alright, go on," percy cheered, making a mental note to wear that shirt more

anything to keep her eyes on him

not that he had to try super hard but still

"and she talked about rings! ones made of diamonds or something!! oh, and your mother being at some ceremony and something about father's giving away their daughters?? and white dresses. does she like white dresses? the story get's a little confusing here, i'll admit, my lord."

percy could have drown right then and there from excitement

you were talking about weddings while talking about percy

he took that as a good sign

and he'd go home later that summer and shyly ask his mother to walk him through the process of getting married

for, uh, unrelated reasons, of course

𝜗𝜚 jason grace

jason was a nervous fella, not one to eavesdrop or listen to conversations that didn't involve him

nonetheless, he couldn't seem to pull himself from the cracked doorway

every alarm was ringing in his roman mind, telling him that it was wrong and that he shouldn't be listening in on your conversation

but you were saying such lovely things!

"he treats me like im gold, like im something to be valued and taken care of. gods, he's so good to me."

it was like a little benchmark report on how he was as a boyfriend

and you know this guy loves reports and numbers and spreadsheets lmao

pros and cons list's best friend

but at the moment, you were struggling to list even a single con

"and he's such a gentleman. i don't think i've touched a door handle the whole time that we've been dating. or opened my car door, let alone drove."

jason smirked, pride oozing from him at the comments

he worked hard to make sure that you never saw another cloudy day in your life and he couldn't help but be a little proud that you took notice of those things

"what would you do if he asked you to marry him right now?" your sibling asked, with a wiggle of their eyebrows and a taunt in their voice

jason's muscles tightened at the comment and they jolted to run off, but his need to know kept him right where he was

"i'd say yes without a second of hesitation. i'm sure we've been married in past lives and we will be in future ones. so why delay the inevitable?"

jason was shocked, a rare feeling for the son of jupiter

but, once he recovered, he went running to piper, desperately asking her what the best way to find out your ring size would be

and not for just any finger, if you know what i mean.

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hiiii! How are you hanging?

Warning: periods? Not sure if it’s a warning. If it is or it makes you uncomfortable I am so so sorry it was not my intention

Could you write for Leo Valdez being his s/o’s biggest simp and like acting as heater and heating pad especially when she’s on her period and building her lots of gadgets for basically anything he thinks she may need?

Feel free to skip this obviously!

Sorry again and have a lovely day!

Bye! (Ps I have reade your Nike one for about 20 times now and it still is so fun and amazing! ‘Cant wait for the Hypnos one!)

I'm working on so much rn so this is just a short head canon list that sort of derailed but it was so cute to write. I'm glad you liked the Nike one, and the Hypnos fic was just posted I hope you find it <3

And period talk doesn't make me uncomfortable don't worry I'm fine with writing lots of that kind of stuff I just have like, limits with smut and age gap kind of stuff [I'm also a minor]

This header just gave me like, hot water bottle cover vibes and matched the rest of it too, hope you enjoy!

Hotboy/Hotpack---Leo V x gn reader on their period

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-No but like he’s literally perfect for the job

-Who else is better at laying down as a weighted blanket and heating himself up to perfect temperature and then just literally fiddling with rubix cubes while you use him as a hot water bottle

-He’d be so happy to as well, like it was the best job in the world [which it is to him, he gets cuddles as well as being a good boyfriend. It’s a win win]. Even if you didn’t ask, he’d catch you microwaving a wheat pack while you take painkillers in the camp kitchen and sneak up behind you and hug you. Or maybe he’d lay across the counter dramatically, 

-‘mi amor are you replacing me? Why would you do this? I love you, and now there's other guys in your life!’

-‘it’s literally a hot water bottle’

-‘No! I must win you back!...Come on let’s go make out-’ 

-Then he’d take the hot water bottle away and smother you in kisses [if you felt like it] and drag you back to your cabin. He’d bring your favorite snacks and steal Pipers Ipad, the one with the hello kitty stickers, and you’d watch movies to pass the time. 

-He’s the type to try those different rubbing points on your stomach to help with cramps [gods his hands are so fine, but that’s besides the point] and even if they didn’t work you’d get a massage out of it <3

-So we’ve all agreed Leo is the little spoon, right? 

-He’d act so tough and macho, spooning you to heat up his hands on your stomach but then you rolled over in your sleep once and woke up to him grinning his head off while you hugged him

-Of course you figured it out and now you’re the big spoon because he’s just so small and cuddly, like a teddy bear [even if he’s a bit boney] and when you get cramps it works even better. He’s like a life sized heat pack pressed against you, and he always holds you hands as well because he’s just like that :D

-He has the softest curly hair when it isn’t covered in sawdust and grease, and when he lays his head on your chest or that little spot between your neck and your shoulder you could just run your hands through it. Or maybe put little plaits in it. He’d love that. Touch is definitely his love language, once he realizes he does deserve it, as well as gifts and acts of service.

-Gifts and acts of service is a subconscious thing for him that he doesn’t even realize he does and likes until he spots the shelf next to your bed filled with all the little things he’s made. Gold or silver jewelry [he quickly figured out which one was favorite through trial and error you didn’t even notice], little metal flowers he’d welded with his fingers, which were literally made with love. There’d be things like lollies and packets of gum he’d realized you liked and promptly bought when he went out, fairy lights he’d made in the shape of hearts, candles with your favorite scents he’d made from when Hazel had a wax-y crafts phase, and more. 

-If you ever gave him something in return, he’d probably cry

-But he knows you love him and he definitely knows he loves you [as well as the rest of CHB lol]

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[my--moon]

hihi!! i put in the last Leo request and it was just soo good I had to ask for another one, if that’s alright with you?! i’m just thinking about domestic, lazy mornings with him!! maybe with a daughter of poseidon?? anyways, you’re amazing and hope you’re having an amazing day ☺️☺️

❝ Morning-routine HC ❞

Pairing; Leo Valdez X Fem!reader (Poseiden's Daughter) Warning; Idk, fluff, curse words!!! I'm doing headcanons this time, because I'm not bothered to write an actual fanfic. Sorry A/N; I am so sorry for taking so long man😭

So, you woke up in your cabin, and your gorgeous boyfriend, Mr Leo Valdez, was lying next to you, snuggled into your waist

Percy had most likely gone off to sleep in Annabeth's cabin or have a sleepover in Jason's, but either way—whole cabin to yourself and your lover.

Fuck yeah!

Once Leo would wake up—he'd immediately make a joke about 'what a fun night~' (you didn't do anything)

you'd giggle and laugh

It's all fun and games until you notice a Hickey on the back of his neck, but you stay silent

It would take like 17 minutes for Leo to actually get up and start the day

like he wakes up early, but he needs to process the trauma of waking up

just give him a minute, he'll get there eventually

once he's wide awake—he's assaulting you with kisses<33

like bro is not fucking around with kisses!!!

there either light and soft or hard and passionate

Literally no inbetween

once you both get up for the day, he starts making breakfast

You cannot change my mind—he's a great chef

he'll whip up some waffles (he made them blue and left out some for Percy when he comes back 💕)

he's really goofy in the morning

He's an early bird and a night owl tbh (depends on the day)

HES A HEAVY SLEEPER

my man could sleep through world war 2 tbh

You once had to splash him with water to wake him up

To wake you up however, he made music with his tools

By music I mean aggressively tapping his screwdrivers together in a catchy beat 😭

If you do skincare in the morning, he so joins you.

He'd put on a face mask like you💕

He does that weird thing with the ChapStick where guys hold it wrong. 💀

Man has a slutty waist, and I'll be damned if I don't grab it.

lots of cuddles and kisses in the mornings

after breakfast he has caffeine and suddenly the energetic Leo we all know replaces the sleepy and clingy boy you just saw

His hands. Intertwined with yours? UGHH 🤍🤍

(Let's be real, he has a matching pj set with you)

he buys/makes a lot of plushies for you, so your he'd is filled with them

he gave you a hello Kitty plush (the Hawaii addition plush!!!), you affectionately named it Dora, once and he claims ‘its our child!!!’.

It's the one below<33

When your out on a quest, he steals Dora and she stays in his room until you come back to him, bless his heart🫶🏼

He always makes your coffee JUST how you like it. if you don't like it or if he made it wrong, he'll take your coffee for himself and make you another

he's not wasting coffee guys

🤍🤍🤍

He's such a perfect boyfriend

[pumpkinbxtch]

oneiric lovers ╭୭༉‧₊˚.

— leo valdez x daughter of hecate!reader

summary: Leo has only had you to himself in his dreams but he wants it to be different. He wants to be with you in reality, but he finds out that he always been. warnings: none. a/n: things happened and I deleted it. here it is again wc: 2,498

Things were weird, that was the only confirmation Leo had about his relationship with you. You didn't talk often, nor were usually close to each other, but since he started dreaming about you almost every night, he wanted to bridge the distance between you two. And it seemed like you felt it too.

The glances that you exchanged stopped being coincidences; you sought each other out whenever were within small meters of each other, but neither dared to take the first step. If you ever exchanged words for some reason, someone would interrupt shortly after.

Leo cursed every time he was about to invite you for a walk and someone called him. Why couldn't anyone leave you alone for a few more seconds? There were few times you could be like this.

Your activities kept you busy. The children of Hecate were like those of Athena (with books and very clever), except you all had magical powers and a mother who was split into three. Three times as demanding to ensure they used magic properly and didn't misrepresent it.

Leo knew you kept your mind busy with ancient books or locked in your cabin possibly trying to turn one of your siblings into an apple. And with no intention of being a fruit, he kept his distance.

One of those nights, he spotted you under a tree, repeating some things and twirling the feather in the air. Your silky hair fell over your shoulders, and the longer strands almost touched your elbow. Your legs were stretched out, and only the sunlight barely touched the tips of your toes.

When Leo took another step, a branch crunched under his foot, exposing him. You looked at him without any surprise and smiled at him, as if you were waiting for him, maybe because you really were.

Then, he felt confident to approach you; after all, if it was a dream, what harm could it do? He took a seat beside you, and you continued moving the feather that seemed to be from a pegasus, one of the many you find scattered in the camp stable.

Leo took you by the arm, startled by how real it felt, and his heart broke at the thought that you were just a product of his imagination. The sensation seemed to reach you, and you let the feather be carried away by the wind to turn towards him.

— Hey — Leo said with embarrassment in his voice. The situation seemed stupid to him; he rested his head on the trunk and let out a groan. — I can't believe I keep doing this. I'm a pervert.

Your laughter echoed in his ears, and you shook your head amusedly.

—Why would you say that?

— Because I'm dreaming about you! And you look so beautiful! Oh no. If you knew, you would stop talking to me, you would forever repudiate me for being a damn weirdo.

You laughed again and shook your head.

— You're a son of Hephaestus, machinery and things with a lot of geometry are your thing, right? Not this.

Leo frowned and stared at your face intently. His hand cradled your cheek, and he felt the warmth of your skin. He had never dared to touch you like that, or he would definitely become a weirdo and could never look you in the eye, but this was different.

You secured his grip with your hand and leaned towards him. Your eyes on his, you seemed to analyze each of his movements. Leo wanted to pull away, but he couldn't. He didn't want to, and he stayed still.

Your lips touched his, and Leo jumped back, then woke up bumping into the bed above him. The impact resonated throughout the Hephaestus cabin, but everyone remained asleep. Only his bunkmate complained in his sleep about the shake, and Leo rubbed his head.

He took a deep breath and let out a groan. —Damn!

He watched as you set up things for an offering, some candles, even Tarot cards. But it was your movements that seemed bewitching. Your sway and the murmurs his ears could barely pick up.

Sometimes you turned around to make sure everything was in order, and for moments, just moments, Leo thought he would be discovered. He held his breath, and his heart raced, but he never took his eyes off you. Why did he have to have this stupid idea? But he didn't care if he ended up as a guinea pig as Percy warned him; he wanted to keep watching you, catching every bit of your movements.

He looked at a pink candle and then honey. You took some roses and crushed them in the palm of your hand.

When you raised what looked like cinnamon, the air turned sweet, and Leo felt intoxicated, feeling close to the Elysian fields, but his willpower wouldn't let him rest until... Ugh.

He felt so bad for wanting to be with you, knowing how your real touch felt; it made him anxious and a little annoyed. He looked more closely through the wooden window shutter, and you were almost done. That's when he could see the figure on the small altar and held his breath. Aphrodite?

You started cleaning up, and he knew he had to leave; he couldn't be discovered. He turned around and saw Lou Ellen, with a smile and raised eyebrows.

— Did you find what you were looking for, smith?

Leo snorted and walked out onto the porch.

— Smith? But...

— I know, Leo — the look in her green eyes made his stomach churn. — Are you looking for my sister? I heard she was... busy.

Leo's brown eyes sparkled with curiosity.

— With what?

Lou chuckled, and the door swung open.

— Leo?

This time, he was about to throw up, but he couldn't do it in front of you.

He spun on his heels and gave you a stupid smile.

— Hey! I was just passing by, um... I heard Lou makes good pig bombs.

The daughter of Hecate opened her mouth, totally indignant, and pushed Leo towards you.

— Lie! Better tell her you came to see her.

Leo grumbled and looked at Ellen suspiciously.

You smiled with what seemed to the son of Hephaestus, smugness and intelligence. Your lips curved in a beautiful way, and small hairs stuck around your face, perhaps because of the slight sweat. "Was doing rituals so laborious?" he wondered.

You closed the cabin door behind you and headed towards your sister and Leo, but you finally directed your gaze mainly at him.

He swallowed hard and toyed with the seams of his belt with his fingertips.

— Were you looking for me? — The way you asked caught him off guard, as if your greatest desire was for him to say yes.

And unsure if that was your wish, he pleased you.

— Yes, for you.

How dared he say that? Great, now he was like a pervert, spying on you, lying, and finally saying he came for you with a confidence pulled out of nowhere (his ass)

Lou Ellen cleared her throat, bursting the bubble for a moment.

— Guys —she bowed mockingly, — If you'll excuse me, I think I have some scores to settle with the Hermes kids.

And she ran off laughing.

Leo was very confused, and his grimace made you laugh.

— Is she always like that?— He tried to understand, but you seemed immersed in an internal dialogue where you congratulated yourself and muttered thanks that Leo couldn't distinguish.

He admired you for another few seconds and started to smile; you were beautiful. You stopped your murmurs and smiled from ear to ear.

— You were spying on me.

His pride hit the ground, and his embarrassment too. Was it too late to call Lou and have her turn him into a pig? Why did you have to say it with such a satisfied expression?

— Hmm, no? — He squinted and let out a couple of awkward laughs.

You raised an eyebrow and took a step closer to him. — Are you lying to me again?

—Okay, I was spying on you — he raised his hands in a peace gesture and nodded, his hair curls bouncing. They seemed like small springs.

Dreams. You knew, you had hoped for so long, but Leo didn't make things easy for you.

You got annoyed quickly and grabbed his hand in a fit. Leo began to stutter and emit smoke, literally. extended your arm and forced him to wrap it around your waist.

A small flame ignited the edge of his shirt collar.

— Sorry, I didn't mean to...

— You didn't mean to, Valdez? — You asked even closer to his face.

His chin was at the level of your eyes, and passing your hand through the back of his neck, you made him look at you, playing and tangling with the small curls.

Leo smelled of a mix of cologne and metal; another hint of burnt smell flooded your nostrils, it was the cotton of his clothes.

You directed your other hand towards the flame, and Leo took your wrist, still looking at you, still clinging to you, totally dismayed but sure he didn't want to hurt you with the fire. You carefully freed yourself from his grip and extinguished the flame by placing your hand over it.

Leo felt shivers as your icy skin touched his collarbone.

—I make ice—you explained, removing your hand from his skin and passing it over the boy's gaze. A little steam emerging from your skin. He was speechless. — In case you want a Slushie, we never lack in the Hecate cabin.

And you laughed. The same laugh he heard in his dreams.

Charming way to break a moment with so much tension, but Leo couldn't joke in a moment like this, and that was killing him.

— this?— He repeated, hoping this time you would answer. —What's happening?

— Mmm, nothing really...

He tightened his grip on your hips, and you fixed your gaze on him. You definitely didn't expect him to take advantage of the control you had given him over you, but the son of Hephaestus seemed eager for an explanation without jokes.

— Dreams— you said, and Leo frowned. He was getting more lost. —Dreams, to be honest, there were several, right? I felt your energy surrounding me and looking for me. I wanted it too, and we ended up here.

Leo bit his tongue, and his cheeks flushed.

You smiled and nestled into his grip. You forced the boy to lower his head even more. You wanted to get to his lips, but you thought that would be too fast.

—This is ending me—Leo squirmed nervously, still holding you. you ended up entangled with each other, and it seemed exquisitely overwhelming to him; your essence still smelled of cinnamon and candle wax.

—Am I torturing you, Leo?—You bit your lip and gently squeezed his nape.—But we've been doing this for a long time.

He let out a sigh.

— But then, wasn't I crazy? I... Moreover, how are we like this, holding each other?— He glanced at your lips fleetingly. He wanted to taste them.

—Does it bother you?—and you separated your body from him, Leo quickly pulled you back towards him, making both collide. His free hand began to make its way to your back to close the grip.

—No.

Your hands traveled from the back of his neck to chest and heartbeats resounded in your palms.

—You didn't imagine anything, you and I were there... —Leo lifted his chin inviting you to continue. Those brown eyes made you want to kneel down and beg him to kiss you. — You know I'm a bit busy so I looked for another way for us to be together, I was only going to do it once but you confirmed that... you told me that... If what I've seen is true, please don't let me go...— Your voice began to tremble, and your breath caught. —I want to be loved by someone like you, Leo.

Silence enveloped you, leaving breaths to take center stage, both sounding breathless.

Leo couldn't believe that all those dreams where he babbled about his feelings for you, in front of what he thought was just an illusion of yours, were real. You never really responded and only looked at him with that understanding gaze. Sometimes you laughed or just rolled your eyes.

Reality hit him when he felt the pressure of your body against his again. You looked at him with embarrassment.

— It sounds strange, rushed, and even stupid — you said.

Leo shook his head and smiled. —I've been wishing for this for weeks— he said. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach, and you felt your face heat up.

Leo raised an eyebrow.— Now you're embarrassed? — He teased, and you punched his chest, making him laugh.— And you just pretended all this time, making me think I was out of my mind?— asked, incredulous.

—No?— You playfully averted your gaze.

—Now you're lying to me!—He whined, trying to sound angry, but the smile on his lips gave him away.

His hands caressed your hips and back with a little more tenderness. That made you grip Leo's shirt with a bit of anxiety, eager to have more of him.

— Does something bother you?— ribbed you. He knew what he was doing.

— Nothing.

— Nothing?

— Nothing! — You huffed, and your stomach boiled. He knew how it felt and was just getting back at you. He placed a hand on your cheek and forced you to look at him. Your furrowed brow seemed endearing to him.

One of your fingers caught some strands of Leo's hair and you wound them around yourself again. Then you let go and wrapped both arms around his neck and brought him closer to you, lips brushing. Leo smiled, causing more friction, teasing, and finally, you pressed your lips to his.

Both let out a relieved little sound and enjoyed the sensation you had longed for, feeling the softness of lips and the need to be with each other.

Leo abruptly pulled away with a grimace. You looked at him with doubt.

— What were you doing earlier and why didn't you stop me from spying on you?— You burst into laughter.

— Well, if we kept going like that... I thought we'd never have the chance to... you know. So, I gave an offering to Aphrodite to help us — You giggled and played with the boy's neck.

Leo gasped. —I thought I was psychotic.— He scoffed. —At least I didn't end up as a guinea pig.—He joked, giggling too.

Leo tried to kiss you again but you diverted, pretending to be annoyed. He drummed his fingers on your back, tickling you a little, but you held your ground.

— I can still do it — you threatened.

Leo's smile faded, and he nervously shook his head.

—No, darling. I'm better this way.

— I prefer guinea pigs. You'd be easier to-

And he kissed you again.

[dontspillthefrijoles43]

Random HC/Thoughts #??

Don’t have to explain it but Breisa and Leo

[horrorslvts]

just my type | leo valdez part one

keywords : leo valdez, riordanverse, canon x oc

writer's note : uhh yall ate up the idea of a daughter of hermes oc x leo valdez so mommy will feed u my children... i present to you absolute chaos and comedic relief couple. enjoy.. ship is very inspired by 'just my type - the vamps'

the sound of metal hitting against metal reached the girl's ears, making her eyebrows stiffen a bit as she made her way onto the real crime scene; all those awful sounds came from argo II being made; and although silena de leon, daughter of hermes; beloved half-sister of luke castellan really respected the cause, the sound made her absolutely cringe.

the raven haired girl almost tripped over a few tools that had been abandoned in the middle of the way, making her cuss under her breath and look down at her sneakers to make sure they were not damaged by some stupid leftover hammer. with a little shake of the head silena finally approached the curly haired boy who was, apparently, putting some wooden planks on the side of the boat, and also spaced out enough to not realize she was making her way near. he stood on the third step of a high ladder. "hey bob the builder; don't you want to catch a break sometime?"

leo looked down at the -surprisingly- shorter girl, and flashed a little smile. he lifted his arm to wipe some dust away from his face and nose with his sleeve and shrugged a bit. "if you are asking me to-" he gently threw the hammer on his hand aside, letting it fall on some spare nails, and stepped down from the ladder he was on. "interrupted your sleep again? sorry, i'll make sure to delay an entire quest so you can get a few more hours of naps" leo said with a little chuckle and leaned with one arm on the boat, his hand running through his curls pushing them back making silena watch in awe.

now, silena and leo didn't know each other long. for what it's worth, silena met him and percy through annabeth who she has known forever; given that luke set them up to be friends when sil arrived at the camp for the first time; and they actually did. but gods, ever since meeting this dam son of hephaestus she had been losing her mind. whether it was the back and forth signs and jokes, or the absolute denial that either of them would ever see each other in any way above platonic; something made her heart skip a beat whenever she was close to the tanned boy, that's all she knew; should have seen her face when he first laughed at her spaniard accent; any other person would have taken a punch but he just got lucky with a push.

"yeah, that'd be so sweet of you!"

leo gave her a death stare with a chuckle, knowing damn well she wasn't anywhere near serious.

"so if it isn't that, why pay us a visit?"

silena slowly walked towards the rope ladder of the ship, tugging on it . "just curious to see how the ship is going. very good apparently." she pulled herself up the rope ladder which instantly caused a reaction by the other, making leo rush to bring her down in case she fell.

"whoa whoa you know that's not tied well yet right?!"

sil sat on one of the rope ladder's thin steps, only a couple feet above him and chuckled, swinging her feet to show her winged sneakers. "why do you always forget valdez?"

the curly haired sighed a bit. " if you get all tangled up in the ropes these aren't going to save you-." he looked at her from below with that signature troublemaking smile that brought an aching on her heart.

"i know, but you will."

the boy let his suspenders fall from each shoulder and climbed back up on his ladder, finally reaching her height and being almost face to face with the blue eyed girl; his breath was always cut short when the two were this close. it was funny how after so long of percy and annabeth being sappy now annabeth teased these two like her life depended on it.

"although you're not exactly knight in shining armor material.." silena reached to wipe his forehead from some mechanical oil. " more like greasy armor.."

"you know what's funny, sil?"

"hm?"

"your back is touching my fresh painted planks-."

sil finally realized why her shirt was sticking on her back for the past minute.

"VALDEZ-!"

[fvckmnstrs]

i hate to finally find leo fanfic where the main character knows spanish but speak it like "por qué hagas eso" 😭

[just-john-and-me]

waking up next to bad boy supreme, Leo Valdez

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The Curse of Oenone (Leo Valdez xFem!Oc)

A/N: New year new book! Welcome back -Danny Words: 2,342 Series' Masterlist Previous Book // Next Chapter Listen to: 'How Far We've Come' -by Matchbox Twenty

I: No Thoughts, Head Empty

Nothing prepares you to be a leader. You can be born as one, or climb your way up, but you rarely fall flat on the spot. You don't want that to be your case, but it is mine.

I'm not the only one with a new job, Rachel Dare got a job as our new oracle. Apollo's there and everything, he even talks to me and says the next solstice is going to be fun now that I'll be there to report how I'm handling everything in the mortal world.

When Rachel gives us the next big prophecy, Chiron offers her a room in the Big House until they figure out where to put her. Then he turns to me. "Our Daughter of Olympus," he states gravely. "Let's talk."

Percy steps forward. "Chiron, she's my little sister. What is—?"

"I'm not little," I interrupt him. "I can look after myself."

"What?" He scowls. "That's not what I'm saying, Ara, you're too young to be a General."

I'm the same age he was when we explored the labyrinth and no one told him he was too young to do that! I was twelve myself, I'm experienced enough to do whatever I want.

Chiron gives Percy a look. "Ara is our General, Percy. If she's willing, you may ask her what her new rank entails, after we're done talking."

Never before had I been above Percy, I'm usually the one pushed out of the room. Things are about to be very different from what we're both used to.

Ara wakes up to people arguing on deck and she just had the worst talk of her life with Aphrodite. She has no time to process any of this, so she leaves her cabin and goes to the deck to see what's the commotion.

"Impossible!" Someone's yelling."Lay down your weapons and surrender! Leave my city immediately!"

"Which is it?" Leo taunts the stranger. "Surrender, or leave?"

"Both! Surrender, then leave. I am slapping your face for asking such a stupid question, you ridiculous boy! Do you feel that?"

"Wow," the boy continues. "You're wound up pretty tight. You got any gears in there that need loosening? I could take a look." Someone gets hit and Leo hisses. 

Ara walks into the scene, still too drowsy to understand. "What's going on?"

Annabeth turns to her. "Strategus, this is the guardian of New Rome."

When her friend moves to the side, Ara realizes they've been talking to a statue. She has 1.5 seconds to accept this and nods at the bust. "You must be Terminus. I'm—"

"The Praetor's little sister," the statue isn't as rude when he talks to her. "The daughter of Olympus."

Ara frowns. "Did you just call my brother a Praetor?"

"Leo, stop the ship," Annabeth orders unexpectedly.

"What?"

She's looking over the railing. "You heard me. Keep us right where we are." 

Leo looks at Ara for permission and she nods. They stop midway down, and Annabeth turns to the statue. 

"Terminus, there's no rule against hovering over New Rome, is there?"

"Well, no..."

"We can keep the ship aloft," Annabeth explains. "We'll use a rope ladder to reach the forum. That way, the ship won't be on Roman soil. Not technically."

"Okay," Ara pipes in. "That's a safe middle ground for all of us. Terminus?"

"I like technicalities," he hums. "Still..."

"All our weapons will stay aboard the ship," Annabeth continues. "I assume the Romans—even those reinforcements marching toward us—will also have to honor your rules inside the Pomerian Line if you tell them to?"

"Of course! Do I look like I tolerate rule breakers?"

"Uh, girls..." Leo wavers. "You sure this is a good idea?"

Annabeth's face is telling her that no, she doesn't think this is a good idea and probably the rest can tell that too, so Ara steps in. 

"If anything happens, we'll handle it like civilized people—and god."

"I suppose," the statue raises a brow. "For now. You may climb down your ladder to New Rome, Strategus. Please try not to destroy my town."

"Wouldn't dream of it," she places her compass on the god's platter.

Chiron guides me across the strawberry fields. Lily and Nico follow us from a distance. 

"Are they you're official guard?" The centaur asks bemusedly.

"Lily's my second in command. Nico is just following Lily, but he doesn't support my decision, not entirely."

Chiron glances at them and then eyes me with uncertainty. "You're the first child of Olympus in this camp, I don't know what kind of responsibilities you'll have here, but I know what must be done at once."

"I'm listening."

"You'll remove your stuff from Cabin Ten and take them to the Big House before dinner."

"Oh. That means I won't eat with my siblings either?"

"You're the caretaker of camp now," he explains. "You'll sit with Mr. D and I."

"But I... I was supposed to be Cabin Ten's counselor," I continue hesitantly. "What about that?"

"The position goes to the person next in line. You're the caretaker of all the campers," he repeats patiently.

"What about my lessons? And the chores?"

"At the risk of hurting your friends' feelings," he makes a face, "that's beneath you. Now you watch over the barriers, the campers, and our oracle. That, and any quest the gods may give you. Could be a trip to pick up Zeus's suits from the dry cleaner, could be leading a war."

"But I'll still live with Percy and my parents, right?"

"If you want," he looks at me. "But it's not ideal, Ara."

I glance back at Lily, it'd be fun to be with her, but I would miss Percy and my parents. "I think I'll try New York if it's all the same to you."

"It's not. You're a priority, and must train twice as hard as everyone else."

"I already do that..." I mumble.

"What your friends taught you makes you a skillful demigod, but they didn't prepare you for bigger threats. That's my job."

I'm not going to contradict Chiron, he knows better than me. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course."

"Are you happy for me?" I shake my head. "No, scratch that, I know you're not. What I mean is... there's gotta be an upside to this, right?"

He ponders my question, circling back to the Big House. "What do you expect to get?"

"Nothing," I reply. "I'm half-hoping my friends will be left alone, that's it."

"What about you?"

I smile. "I'm just getting started."

"You might get tired faster this way."

"There's only one way to find out," I shrug. "When I was little, I didn't know what to do with my time, but I always enjoyed helping my friends. I think it's my calling."

Chiron looks at me funny when I say that, but he doesn't question me. Lily and Nico are waiting for me near the end of the fields, and the centaur stops right before we reach them.

"Meet me at Apollo's cabin after you move. They'll need your help there, some of our campers will arrive in shrouds."

I get an unpleasant feeling at the thought, but being a General means I have to look after my army... and give them a proper farewell too.

Ara's wearing her cloak, and before leaving the ship she glimpsed into her dino bag and found her laurel crown in there. Lily must've packed it for her, but she doesn't know if it was to upset her or not. Ara has opted to hang it on her belt. She'd feel stupid wearing it, like a kid showing off, although she's feeling like a freak either way. 

The Roman crowd points fingers and whispers when she walks past them. The statue mentioned Percy was a praetor now, if her brother's in charge, maybe they're looking forward to meeting her...

When she reaches the end of the road, she spots a girl with a purple cape just like hers. Ara's not impressed by the stranger, but surprised, because she recognizes her. 

"It's you!"

Reyna's brows knit together. "Do I know you?"

Ara chuckles. "It's okay if you don't remember me," she offers to shake the praetor's hand. "You taught me how to do boxer braids!"

Reyna steps back, eyes widening. "You? But... Percy said you're his sister!" The girl exclaims, now with a bit of outrage. "You told me you didn't have a family!"

"Percy's mom adopted me the summer I met you," Ara grins.

"You've changed," Reyna's in distress, but Ara doesn't have time to ask why, because Percy decides to show up then.

He's acting like this is a party and he just happened to get there earlier than them. Ara's insides decompress when she sees him, but she barely manages to open her mouth when Annabeth rushes past and kisses him in front of everyone.

Ara diverts her gaze when the scarlet flash goes off. Without warning, Annabeth throws Percy to the ground and whispers something through gritted teeth. Percy laughs while Annabeth is still choking him.

"That's normal," Ara informs Reyna with a smile, "don't worry, Annabeth won't attack anyone else."

Jason clears his throat. "It's good to be back." He introduces everyone but leaves Ara to the very end. "This is our Strategus, Ara Jackson. I think you know her?"

"The daughter of Olympus," Reyna eyes her, serious and calculating. "The leader of all mortal armies."

Ara fixes her posture to look confident and excited. "Yes. I'm here to be your Praetor adjacent."

The people around them make noises of contempt that both, Reyna and Ara ignore. Reyna holds out her hand, and Ara shakes it. 

"Welcome to New Rome, General. Centurions!" The girl raises her voice. "Tell the legion to stand down. Dakota, alert the spirits in the kitchen. Tell them to prepare a welcome feast. And, Octavian—"

"You're letting these intruders into the camp?" A boy that looks like a terminally-ill version of Luke interrupts her. "Reyna, the security risks—"

"We're not taking them to the camp, Octavian," Reyna drops Ara's hand, but the girl still senses a wave of dislike from her as she talks to Octavian. "We'll eat here, in the forum."

"Oh, much better," he replies sarcastically. "You want us to relax in the shadow of their warship."

"Our warship is as harmless..." Ara glances at the plushies hanging from his belt. "As a teddy bear, if it's left alone. The ship was made to protect us from the threats outside your borders, that's all."

"These are our guests." Reyna nods in agreement. "We will welcome them, and we will talk to them. As Augur, you should burn an offering to thank the gods for bringing Jason back to us safely and for bringing a child of Olympus to make us stronger."

"Good idea," Percy adds. "Go burn your bears, Octavian."

Reyna gestures at the blond guy before walking away. "You have my orders. Go."

The girl starts to walk in the direction of a building, but Ara stays behind and approaches her brother and Annabeth. As the crowd disperses, Percy holds Annabeth's hand and squeezes it.

"Don't worry about Octavian. Most of the Romans are good people—like Frank and Hazel here, and Reyna. We'll be fine."

Ara looks at the kids Percy is pointing at: they're the demigods of her dreams. She steps forward, the speech she's rehearsed about a thousand times spilling out faster than she can make sense of it. 

"Percy, it's been so long, and I know—"

The boy pulls Ara in a bear hug. He's taller and stronger than he used to be, his skin looks darker thanks to the weeks spent under the sun, and his hair is longer as well, it's like a whole cooler version of Percy, which makes her feel a bit of a dork. 

He kisses the top of her head. "You got bangs now! They make you look like a middle schooler, that's funny."

Ara's a little annoyed that he's talking and treating her this way in front of others. "Yeah..." 

She holds him by the shoulders to take a proper look. Ara spots the SPQR tattoo on his forearm, identical to Jason's except for the trident. She can't help feeling the Romans marked him like cattle, and she dislikes that, so she focuses on the purple cloak around his shoulders instead.

"Praetor?" Ara raises a brow. "You just can't let me have one thing..."

He laughs. "I'm sorry, Birdy. I tried to suck, but they loved me right away."

Ara's been called Birdy all this time, but it was Percy who came up with the nickname in the first place, so hearing it from him hits differently after all these months of not hearing his voice. The girl cups his face and beams. "I missed you tons, you jerk."

Percy playfully flicks her nose and then goes back to Annabeth, holding her hand as he starts walking. "C'mon, I wanna show you around..."

Ara sees them holding hands while glowing scarlet and remembers they're not done with the introductions yet. "Wait! There's someone I want you to meet—"

"Later," he says distractedly. "Come, they've got an elephant and—"

"Percy," she presses. "This can't wait."

Her brother seems a little confused but smiles anyway. "Alright. Who is it?"

Ara looks over her shoulder and smiles at Leo a few feet away, he'd stayed behind waiting for her. She encourages him to approach, and when he does, she holds his hand. "Leo, this is my brother Percy. Percy, this is Leo Valdez, my boyfriend."

Percy's smile fades, and so does the joy in his eyes.

"Hi, man!" Leo grins, which only makes him look even more dangerous from Percy's point of view. He reminds him of the Stolls. "Ara was worried sick about you for months, I'm glad you're okay."

The older boy stares at Leo, which is not great because he doesn't have a gentle gaze. He looks downright murderous, and Leo tries very hard to act like he isn't scared shitless.

"Boyfriend?" Percy turns to Annabeth, his voice full of concern.

Annabeth holds back a smile. "I'll explain. Ara, you two go ahead, Reyna's waiting for you."

Ara doesn't argue, now that the worst has passed she wants some alone time with Leo to tell him about what Aphrodite told her.

She looks at her brother with what she hopes is a confident smile. "I'm really happy you're back, Nemo."

Something about the way he keeps looking at Leo makes Ara feel like he knows something she doesn't. Right now, however, she's got more important things to figure out.

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[sugutoad]

hi hi, matchups are open right? if so, can i have a demon slayer and percy jackson matchup? we can also do a matchup exchange if you’d like!

prominent personality traits:

passionate (inwards, only express when some small thing im actually interested in comes up), levelheaded, contemplative (outwardly), opinionated, honest (heart on my sleeve). realistic but optimistic about it. individualistic. but i have a strong sense of justice and i am very blunt. im the type of person where someone would take my jokes seriously

hobbies/talents: i like to read and write and listen to music and taking walks. i'm really good at explaining things in a very cohesive manner. my logic is really good, so my persuasion is extremely good too. im very efficient and creative, which i apply to many things in real life. otherwise i get my words misinterpreted a lot.

extra stuff: i give pretty good advice

appearance-wise, im more on the cuter end rather than being hot or pretty

no preference for gender!

thank you and take your time!

Demon Slayer

I ship you with…

Tanjiro Kambado

Percy Jackson

I ship you with…

Leo Valdez

Thank you for taking your time

[thecreategatsby]

pjo: leo & gracie

i didn't make gracie in the plans of shipping her with a canon character but somehow they turned out cute and i kinda love it so now they're a ship.

[hopelesslyromanticshark]

Leo x daughter of Dionysus blurb with a focus of trying not to get caught by Mr D? Maybe with a little spice but that's optional.

✮⋆˙ sneak around the grapevine; leo valdez x daughter of dionysus! reader blurb

content: leo valdez x daughter of dionysus! reader blurb warning: edges on nsfw...tread carefully ig, intense making out and the language that comes with that author's note: twas the night before all the leo fics, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse lmao- evidently in a leo mood

"leo- oh, gods, leo, don't- fuck...leo, leo, leo- my dad-"

"you really wanna talk about your dad right now?" leo asked as he pulled back from where he was sucking wine-colored hickeys into your neck, looking up at your through his lashes. you swallowed thickly at his words and his gaze, your resolve instantly crumbling as you smashed your lips against his, surely bruising them to match your neck.

"we- we should really go inside the cabin," you gasped against leo's lips as you pulled back, his face cupped in your hands as to force his lips off yours. and to keep his skin touching at least some of your own skin, but that wasn't the main reason...at least that's what you told yourself. leo rolled his eyes, dodging your lips and returning his to your collarbone, ghosting kisses there. you could barely feel them as you leaned your head back against your cabin's walls, puffs of air and moans floating from your mouth.

"you should really keep making those noises," teased leo, his hands that were firmly placed against your hips giving you a small squeeze that had you squealing and shaking your head at the silly boy. he offered you a bright smile, completely unaware of your wine red lipstick which smeared his lips. you couldn't help yourself, pressing your body to his - including your lips - eager to cover his face with the color. a muffled groan left leo's mouth but you caught it in your own, your lips never parting as you swallowed it. his hands slid up from your hips and under your shirt, one going behind to tease your bra clasp and the other cupping your tit through your lace bra.

"you're such a tease," you breathed against leo's lips as you managed to pull back from him, the boy winking down at you as he went to open his mouth but then a voice that wasn't his own spoke up.

"and, so, so done for. i hope you like water, valdez, because im gonna turn you into a dolphin."

you and leo froze, his hands still up your shirt and your neck's shades of red and purple proudly on display. and your father, standing off to the side and a fire - literally you could see flames - in his eyes. you squeaked, rapidly scrambling to get leo's hands off you for the first time that evening, the boy still in shock and probably desperately trying to find a way out of the situation.

"fuck- leo, run," you hissed at the boy, who instantly took off at speeds that would have impressed hermes, but your father was quick on his tail.

"DON'T RUN NOW, BOY! YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO FEEL UP MY DAUGTHER WITH FLIPPERS, YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

"DADDDDDDDD! LET HIM GO- NO, NO DON'T TURN HIM INTO A DOLPHIN, DAD- UGH, CHIRONNNNNNNNNNNNNN!"

"dionysus! unhand the boy! no, no, no- there will be no turning of demigods to dolphin's today!"

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Heyyy hope you are doing well!! Can i request a Leo Valdez x reader where reader is a child of hypnos plss :))

Oreos and Olaf---Leo V x Child of Hypnos reader

You turn the fairy lights on and pull the blanket to the side as the kettle starts to whistle from the little bench in the corner of the cabin. Once the water bottle [it had care bears on it] was filled and hidden in the pile of blankets you’d made, you had to wait.

»»————-　★　————-««

The fort was small and a bit squishy inside, but that made it all the more cozy, really. Not that the rest of cabin 15 wasn’t cozy, the beds were more like bean bags than bunk beds,  couches, annotated books, pot plants, and nintendo switches covered every possible surface that wasn’t already filled with small flickering candles. 

There were a few spare beds in the corner, with silk sheets and empty of the teddies, for demigods that were not born of dreams and nightmares that were still plagued by flashbacks in their sleep. The beds were usually full, especially during the summer months, when more demigods at Camp Half-Blood meant more monsters, which only stirred memories that had previously been hidden. 

“Did you take the last of the oreos?” Quill asked, peering into the pantry, which was full of biscuits and tea bags. Quill was your sister, her name was short for Tranquility, but it was a mouthful to pronounce, and they liked guardians of the galaxy. 

You glance to where the packet of cookies and cream flavored biscuits were nestled between the zebra squishmellow and the portable DVD player. “Maybe…”

“Really?” She complained, her shark slippers squeaking on the light brown floorboards as she trudged over to Clovis’s bed. Then they pulled the mattress up and grabbed the packet of fantails Clovis had hidden away. 

“...They’re Leo’s favorite.”

Quill tossed a fantail over to you and stuck their hand in the bag again, fishing out more of the lollies. “Simp.”

You stuck your tongue out at them, screwing up your nose and turning the heater off. Snuggling in a fort of pillows wasn’t fun if you were hot, being cold was the best way to get comfy. Quill slipped their shoes on, leaving the sharks by the door as she opened the door. A gust of wind and snowflakes blew into the doorway, leaving a pile of soft fluffy whiteness inside. 

Winter was awful, for the campers who had things to do outside. For you and your siblings, on the other hand, it was great. Hot showers wouldn’t overheat you instantly, tea and hot chocolate were just better to drink in general, and the nights were longer. The only downside was the flu that would submerge camp in tissues and snot.

“Why are you going out?”

“I don’t wanna listen to you two making out for the rest of the night,” Quill teased, shrugging on their baseball jacket and sending you a peace sign. “I’mma go chill with Austin.” 

“Be back by curfew!”

There was muttering outside, a loud barky laugh [definitely Quill], and then the door swung back open, and Jake Mason stuck his head through with a grin. “Hiya!”

“Jake, you look- oh.”

He shuffled through, a cast on his right arm and a crutch in the other to help with the moon boot on his foot. Of course, why had you expected any differently? He put on a fake deep voice. “We have the package, I repeat, we have the package.”

“Why are you so dramatic?” Nyssa huffed, and came in, leaving muddy snow footprints through the cabin as she held Leo over her shoulders like she was a firefighter. “Where do you want him?”

You blinked a few times. To be fair Leo was pretty light, but holy Hades, Nyssa must be buff underneath her hoodie. Then you folded back the part of the blanket acting as a door, for her to drop the squirming boy in. “He’s resisting?”

“I have stuff to do! The prototype isn’t finished and-”

“What did you expect,” Nyssa grumbled, and dumped him on the pile of pillows, smoothing down her jagged brown mullet and stepping back. 

Leo took a moment to right himself, fluffy hair askew and a vague look on his face. He scrunched his nose and then turned away quickly and sneezed. A burst of flames shot from his face and he fell back with a sniffle, wiping his nose. “I’m not sick!” 

“Bro, you just sneezed flames, take a night off.” Jake chuckled, and Nyssa helped him adjust his crutch. The pair left with a wave and a promise to handcuff Leo down if he tried to climb through the window back to Bunker 9. 

“This is betrayal, amor dormido, and I will never forgive you,” Leo sniffed haughtily, untying the laces on his boots. You pulled off his snow covered army jacket, the nuts and bolts in the pockets clinking as you discarded it. 

“I have oreos, and the 10 Things I Hate About You DVD,” you prompt, pulling the makeshift curtain down as he wiggled into the blanket and pillow fort. 

He visibly brightened, even though his eyes were lidded and red. Leo wiped his face with the sleeves of his hoodie and moved closer, snuggling into the mound of pillows and Squismellows. He peeked up, “maybe a few kisses and I'll forgive you?” 

You smooth his messy hair back off his forehead and press your lips to it. His scarred skin was colder than normal, like a fever in reverse. He grumbled, tucking his legs over yours and sinking further down. You cupped his jaw and gave him a kiss on the cheek, reaching over him and pulling the hot water bottle over to his lap, which he hugged immediately, a loopy grin on his wilting face. 

“I love you.”

“I love you too.” You kiss him once more, on the nose this time, and start the little DVD player, the intro playing out as Leo curled into you, head tucked into the crook of your neck. 

                                          »»————-　★　————-««

As you twisted oreos open and ate the cream inside, then the dark biscuits around them, Leo snored softly. There was a montage of a very obviously lesbian underground club on screen, as Patrick wandered around. 

You finish the cookie, pulling the blanket further up over the two of you and snuggling down, Leo’s curly hair tickling your chin. He moved a little, sneezing in his sleep, and then blinked up at you with hazy brown eyes. “Mornin’.”

You didn’t bother to correct him, that he’d actually only been dozing for an hour, and instead you kissed his nose again. He smiled, hiding in the pillows. 

“You’re a dork,” you mutter, and turn back to the screen running, your fingertips up and down his back, your fingers tracing the strap of his binder. 

He nodded happily, and blinked at the movie, his blank stare turning to a small frown. You didn’t notice until he was glaring at the footy team running back and forth on the grass. “Does it bother you?”

“Hm?”

Leo shifted, drawing his arms back into himself a little. “Does it bother you that I’m not, you know, like them…”

“Sweaty, loud, and probably a dickhead?”

He smiled but it was strained. Maybe the cold was muddling his brain, but usually he wasn’t worried about this sort of stuff, you’d reassured him so many times that he wasn’t perfect, but that was okay, it really was. Still, this happened, he’d get too lost in his thoughts and end up breaking. 

“I love you Leo, even if you aren’t super strong. You have an incredible mind and you like the orange and yellow starbursts, so I get all the good ones, and, and you aren’t scared to tell me things like this. And I love that you don’t have a deep voice and I'd love you if you did. And I love you even if you admit that you accidentally burnt all of the camomile tea bags. I love you.”

“I didn’t burn the tea bags,” he grumbled with a smile, pressing himself closer to you in all the ways he could. 

“Sure you didn’t.”

“It was… It was Clovis, I saw him.”

“Clovis isn’t allowed matches anymore.”

“Fuck.”

                                      »»————-　★　————-««

“Amor dormido?” 

You let out a violent groan and roll over, blankets swaddling you and making the cocoon of wool and cotton even tighter. It was comfy and warm and perfect, the smell of vanilla candles, oreos, and sawdust. 

A squishmellow, probably the purple axolotl, became your pillow as your own was yanked from beneath you with a, “love, you’re gonna have to get up, come on.”

You had two options at this point, stay in bed for another five dragged out minutes of groaning and moaning, or sit up and hiss like a Fury or a Drakon at your boyfriend until he left you alone to trudge around and make a hot chocolate. You smirked into your bundle of blankets for a moment. 

“Nyssa is gonna kill me if I don’t show up to the workshop, but I want a goodbye kiss.” Leo mumbled, shaking your shoulder a little less gently this time, but still with soft and calloused hands. 

You gave him a moment of false safety, and then leapt up with a screech, hands clawed, “you adorable piece of fucking shit I’ll slit your pretty throat-”

“Oh no,” Leo giggled, falling back onto the empty Oreo packet with a grin on his face. You were between his legs with a glare, arms around his middle and head on his shoulder as you tickled him with sharp fingers. “You’re killing me!”

He sighed, and you felt arms around you tightly. Then he rolled with a villainous cackle, out onto the floorboards, your fort falling to pieces once a blanket was pulled out from underneath. Teddies fell in every direction while Leo let out a high pitched squeal, like he wasn’t the cause of the chaos. 

“You’re evil!”

“But I have a pretty throat, don’t I?” Leo smirked, and then his face dropped when there was a thud on the other side of the cabin. 

Quill stood by the kettle in her shark slippers, a cup of tea in their hand and a glare on their face. You felt a giggle creep up as your cheeks turned hot, but you hid it. The pair of you were already in an awkward enough position, you laying across a red Leo who was scared for his life. 

“Out.”

»»————-　★　————-««

You pull your ugg boots on and hide the palms of your hands in your green fingerless gloves, then shoving them in your trench coat pockets to protect yourself from the cold outside. After finishing your hot chocolate [which had rainbow sprinkles on the top], you were finally ready for battle.

‘Battle,’ meaning going outside, of course. 

The door creaked, and a fresh pile of white snow spilled onto the welcome mat. You yawned, and stepped out into fresh hell. 

“Gods, why does Chiron put us through this?” You mutter to yourself, and plod along outside, snowflakes crunching underfoot, and when you look behind you, there are little dips that were your footprints, already filling back up with snow. 

Once you pass the Iris cabin your destination was in sight, and then, of course, everything had to go wrong. Hermes, of course, the root of everyone's problems, was the cause. You had been absentmindedly plotting the death of Quill [How dare she kick Leo out?] when a snowball hit you fair and square in the back of your head. 

“You little pieces of- oh wow.”

Instead of Cecil’s wicked smile and an armful of ready made weapons, you were met with a eight foot tall yeti like snowman.

“Fuck,” you groan, and watch Connor come sprinting across the frosty grass, yelling orders at his younger siblings.                                                Cecil came out of his cabin, a sword in hand and a frustrated expression. You watch the crowd yelling as they’re pelted with increasingly sharp and dangerous stalagmites of frozen sludge. 

The yeti turned in a circle, blasting teenagers with its frozen breath, and landing another snowball on your knee, this time. Connor called something to an approaching pair of Hermes kids, who had a net in their hands. They threw it over the monster [who probably came from more of Lou Ellen's experiments, if you were being honest]. 

“Booya! Take that Frosty!”

You weren’t sure why they thought it would work, because their cheering was quickly extinguished when the pile of grass and dirt covered snow the yeti had just become, tumbled over itself repeatedly and appeared behind Cecil. 

“Ah, fucknuggets!” Cecil screeched, and swung his sword, which chopped the ice yeti straight in half, like a knife through butter. “Haha, yes!”

It only reappeared, and by that point you had your head in your hands. It seemed someone else in the crowd had the same thought. “No wonder you guys aren’t in the Athena cabin, you never learn!”

Then you realized that it was your someone, and grinned. 

“Let the super sized mcshizzle take care of Olaf,” Leo smirked, licking his lips and then cracking his knuckles, which quickly turned as red and fiery as coals themselves. He was wearing his toolbelt and a hoodie you quickly recognised as your own. 

Biting your lip, you turned to the snow themed yeti monster and snapped your fingers. It stared at you for a moment, then its stoney eyes slid off its face and landed with small thuds on the ground. It let out a low groan, and then slowly sunk into a puddle, as if Apollo himself was standing there. 

“Night night,” you mutter to the last remaining solid matter of the monster, and kick it. Then you trudged through the corpse over to your boyfriend, and rested your head on the top of his, closing your eyes. 

He was so warm, and his arms were already around your waist as you started to doze, eyelids heavy, and somehow you were warm in the frost air. 

“Woah.”

“You couldn’t have done that a minute ago, when I still had my dignity?” Cecil grumbled.  

[my--moon]

hello!! i saw that your requests were open and I just love the way you write!! i was wondering if you’d be willing to do a Leo Valdez x fem!reader? just something like Piper was trying to play matchmaker between the two, but they’re already in a relationship and she just doesn’t know?? no pressure tho!! All my love to you, honey 😘😘😘

❝ Matchmaking! Whoops... ❞

Pairing; Leo Valdez X Fem!Reader (Child of Demeter) Warning; Curse words, mentions of sickles (the weapon) implied smut, make out, getting caught, I think that's it tbh. (N/N) = Nickname A/N; Aunty Juno has taken your order! One fanfic comin' right up, sweetie!

Total badass. Pretty hair. User of Demeter's sickles. Has literally cut the throat of a monster for laying a finger on her friends.

Ugh, what didn't (Y/N) have?

A boyfriend!

Actually, nobody knew about (Y/N)'s love life. So, Piper assumed that she was single. And no person that hot should be single. (Unless you're on the ace/aro spectrum, then be single and rich if you want, babes)

Piper Mclean set out on a mission to get (Y/N) with someone. And who better than that be but with Valdez?

You see, Leo was flirty. And (Y/N) didn't react to flirts or acts of seduction. Making her nearly impossible for Piper or any of her siblings to charm. But Leo, however, got her to giggle.

The short Latino got the badass child of the earth to giggle with a flirt. Oh. My. Gods.

When Piper saw this, her jaw dropped. She immediately made it her job to get those two together.

She explained the plan to Annabeth and Hazel, Annabeth agreed that they would be compatible. Hazel however was just snickering to herself the entire time. Like she knew something.

It was a foolproof plan! Make them get as close to each other as possible. And then make them talk. Piper was confident in her plan. So she put it too work.

She made the two pair up during any quests, made them sit by each other whenever she could. She also might've on purposely broke one of (Y/N)'s sickles to make her ask Leo for help.

Annabeth and Hazel whispered to each other: “Should we tell her..?”

“No, let her live in her delusions for a second before they tell her.” The Pluto daughter replied. The two girls nodded and watched carefully at the scene of Piper planning out how to get the two together.

“Where could they be?” Piper muttered to herself.

After a quest, (Y/N) and Leo and been missing for an hour or so. The pair had just... Disappeared.

The steps of Piper's boots echoed throughout the halls, an occasional noise from the outside world hummed through the cracks.

Then there was a small thump. Like a thump against a door. Like something accidentally bumped into it.

Piper perked up at the noise. “Hm?” She hummed inquisitively. She slowly walked up to the door, and reached for the handle.

Just before she grabbed the doorknob, she heard a whisper of 'shhh' and 'hold still'. What in Hades name?

The child of Aphrodite was curious no doubt. So she did what anyone would do!

The door flung wide open. Piper's jaw dropped.

The sight was of Leo and (Y/N). Leo's hand holding her thigh up with a strong grip, (Y/N)'s arms loosely wrapped around his neck. His top two buttons undone, and her high waisted jeans resting at her hips.

Leo's face was covered in glossy kiss marks and (Y/N)'s head was tilted back for her neck to be reached better. The two stared back at Piper with wide eyes.

“Hi.” (Y/N) broke the silence.

Piper didn't respond, just stared back at them with bulging eyes and a opened mouth. “...Hi..?”

Leo's expression was the same as (Y/N)'s. Deer caught in headlights eyes and mouth closed tight. He grabbed the doorknob from Piper and shut the door on Piper's face.

The door shut tight and the lock was heard clicking in place.

Piper was flabbergasted. She didn't process it all in the moment, so when she did—her ability to talk finally came back and she gasped.

“Wait, hold on! You've hooking up and none of you told me?!” She said, banging back on the door.

The couple in the closet said perfectly silent and perfectly still. Neither of them threatened to breathe.

Piper gave up trying to get them out of the locked closet and raced over to Annabeth's room.

Annabeth opened the door and Hazel was lying on her bed while Percy was sitting on a beanbag by her desk. “Hey, what's up?”

Piper walked in and closed the door behind her. “Okay, I usually don't gossip around people who aren't apart of the girls—”

Percy shrugged, before grabbing a jacket and placing it on his head. “Pretend I'm a girl.” He said, which made Hazel giggle and Annabeth roll her eyes.

Piper chuckled before speaking again. “Okay, you will NOT believe what I just saw.”

[pumpkinbxtch]

beautiful eyes * ˚ ✦

— leo valdez x daughter of hecate! myopic! reader

Summary: You and Leo are new being a couple and he feels the urge to be closer to you so he uses your glasses as excuse.

Warnings: swear words? they just kiss, man

A/N: English is not my first language, so sorry if it's bad.

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— Oh, those beautiful eyes of yours, let me see them up close again.

And there he went again Leo "I don't give a shit about your personal space" Valdez. It would only have been a few weeks since you and him had become a couple, however that didn't seem to stop Leo from taking advantage of the new closeness between you.

What you didn't know was, that for Leo was the only way to keep in physical contact with you without seeming like an idiot or getting nervous, so he opted for the best thing he knew how to do: bother and make jokes to go unnoticed about his true feelings and intentions.

You sat on the picnic blanket while you tried to appreciate the dance of the sunset reflection on the lake of Long Island Sound. That summer day seemed perfect and cozy, the purple and pink skies would have calmed you to the point of sleeping on your boyfriend's shoulder if it weren't for his super hyper mega hyperactive nature. Leo just wasn't a person who could stay calm for long and you knew it.

While you were still looking at the large body of water, he played with your hands and your rings and it wasn't until you felt his lips brushing your knuckles that you looked up at him. Leo simply smiled with his ears slightly pink. Or maybe it was the reflection of the sunlight?

—Can I? — He asked, tilting his head like when a dog hears a distant sound. You just rolled your eyes and then Leo took the glasses off.

You didn't know where the passion for doing that came from. At first you had the assumption that Leo probably found your face more aesthetically pleasing without a pair of glass on it, however he denied such idea before giving you a half-hour sermon about how glasses didn't make you less pretty. So, you headed for the second most likely thing: Your irises.

These were like his, brown, but being a daughter of Hecate, they sometimes gave off purple or iridescent colors. Clearly this aroused the attention of many and sometimes the reflection of the lenses did not allow them to fully appreciate it, but what could you do? You couldn't help be myopic

Leo smiled and a few seconds later he formed a completely serious face, that made you raise your eyebrow.

— Something wrong? —You asked.

For a few seconds he remained completely silent and static until words came out of his mouth again.

— Are you a descendant of Medusa? because you left me petrified with that look of yours — The boy kept his serious appearance until he burst out laughing, probably because of the look of repulsion that came out of your face.

— You're an idiot — You hit him on the shoulder and snatched your glasses from him.

He groaned, stretching out his hands trying to reach them, failing miserably.

—Well, before you put them on.— Leo grabbed you by the chin and joined his lips with yours closing a kiss. His free hand ran over your back to press you towards him, deepening the act, a step beyond the small kisses you had shared. For you, of course it was like taking you on a roller coaster from Tartarus to Olympus but for Leo the feeling was something beyond than that, slowly the son of Hephaestus felt his brain melt and turn into car oil.

He had finally managed to have you closer and it was better than he could have imagined. Before pulling away he gave you a small kiss and pressed his forehead against yours taking a breath. When he moved away enough for you to see his entire face you noticed the blush.

Leo looked away, embarrassed at letting himself get carried away, he nervously placed a hand on the back of his neck and cleared his throat.

— Uh, the thing is that I sometimes hit myself with your glasses.

Both looked at each other, You two knew it wasn't that. Or well, yes. From time to time, when you were kissing, the frame of your glasses decided on the same two options: 1- poke Leo's eye or 2- get stuck in Leo's curls and end up tangled.

However, even you agreed that it wasn't that reason, you decide to not say the embarrassing truth out loud and just laughed.

[dontspillthefrijoles43]

Incorrect Hoo quotes #8

Leo: Hey, wanna help me commit arson?

Breisa: What the hell!?

Leo: Oh, sorry, my bad.

Leo *whispering*: Wanna help me commit arson?

Breisa *whispering*: Of course. What do you need?