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franciswasteland · 1 month

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TECH!LEO VALDEZ X THEATER KID!READER

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Summary: You land the role of Veronica Sawyer in a musical your high school is putting on, and your tech boyfriend tries to be supportive and reassure you when you need it.

Warnings: Highschool!au, Mortal!au,already dating fic, Beware spelling errors, im lowkey dyslexic. I DONT KNOW HOW TO END FICS….

Authors Notes: HIII GUYS IM ACTUALLY REALLY EXCITED TO WRITE THIS I LOVE LEO SO MUCH. ALSO THIS IS PARTLY FOR SOME DISCORD FRIENDS !! Possibly not canon written Leo 😭🙏

You were in the drama/theater club at your high school, often appearing as the leading or supporting roles in musicals your school would put on in the auditorium. It was amazing, both fun and something you were good at! But what made it even better was one of the tech kids, Leo Valdez—Who was your boyfriend!

A few weeks ago, you scored one of the lead roles—Veronica Sawyer—in a musical your school was putting on called ‘Heathers’. But, there was a rather… intimate scene with another character, Veronica’s love interest, in the show during the song ‘Dead Girl Walking’, and Leo tried to tolerate it and support you the best he could, but it was getting a little unbearable for him.

“Baby…” Leo whined as you ranted to him about your role in the musical, even though you should have been practicing your lines. “Shouldn’t you be, uh, practicing or something?” He didn't want to send you away like that, but he could go on hearing you talk about that scene.

“Sorry, sorry, you’re right. I’ll go practice my lines. Thanks for the reminder. Love you, bye!” You say apologetically, kissing his cheek quickly (If any teacher or adult at the school saw you do that you’d probably get detention.) and running out from backstage where you were talking to Leo as he worked on… Whatever he does.

It was a few hours from the first showing of the show as your high school was doing a morning and afternoon show. You were backstage getting ready, changing into costume, and makeup, making sure you had your lines completely memorized and you could hit each note in the songs—Which you could. Expect you couldn’t help but be a bit worried about this. Sure, you had played so many roles before throughout the years you’ve been in high school, but you were worried about little things, a lot of little things which slowly added up to become one big thing for you to worry about—Making sure you’d sing the school appropriate version of the lyrics, making sure you wouldn’t blank on stage (How embarrassing would that be?!), making sure you were perfect.

Then you got an idea.

There was one person that you knew for sure thought you were perfect. Your boyfriend, Leo! Of course, you’d be able to get reassurance from him! So naturally you ran—Not too fast though, you couldn’t ruin your costume—off from where you were sat to find him.

It didn’t take you long to find Leo, he was exactly where you had expected him to be after all. “Leo!” You called out as you walked up to him, placing one of your hands on his arm so he would turn around to face you. And he in fact did turn around and face you like you had suspected he would.

“What is it?” He asked, sounding confused. He thought you would be getting ready for the musical, not running up to him for a chat. “Did ya miss me that bad you had to stop getting ready to come find me?” He added with a short chuckle, gaining a smile.

“Nono,—Well yes, but that’s not why I came to find you.” You replied, worry practically seeping through your words the more you spoke. Leo noticed almost immediately.

Your hand was still on his arm, Leo put his hand on top of yours. “Wow, I’m hurt.” He teased. “Well then, what is it? Whatcha need?” That was one of the things you loved about Leo; he always seemed to know when you were worried or upset about something, even if he didn’t know how to comfort you.

“I dunno, I guess I’m just nervous about this. I’m scared of messing up on stage.” You admit to him, and Leo seems to immediately understand what you mean. “Oh, don’t worry about it. You’ll do great, trust me.”

Then, when you were finally getting that reassurance from your boyfriend, it was about roughly 15-to-20 minutes until curtain—Until you would be on stage. Oh, brother.

You were feeling a little more better as you rushed back to the backstage area of the auditorium, Leo’s words ringing in your ears. The backstage was suddenly not as easy to navigate as it was before you ran off to find your boyfriend. People—Either in the show themselves or apart of tech like Leo—Were running around, trying to make sure the preparations were all set and everything was ready for the first showing of the musical.

Then you got told by one of the tech team members to get in your place on stage.

After about 2 and a half hours, the morning show of your high schools performance of ‘Heathers The Musical’ was over. You bowed before the audience, sweating, your throat sore and hurting from singing for almost 2 hours straight. At this point, all you could think of was the bottle of water that was waiting for you by your bag backstage.

As soon as the curtain closed, you ran off stage to where you had set your bag in desire of the bottle of water you had gotten before hand. And there it was waiting for you, along with Leo, your boyfriend.

“See? What did I tell you? You did amazing, just like I said you would.” Leo said, wrapping one of his arms around you, seemingly not minding the fact that you were practically covered in sweat.

“Yeah yeah, I know,” You groan in reply. “Just lemme grab my water before you start praising me.” You let out a dry laugh, —Dry to the fact that your throat was now killing you. You reached out your hand for your bottle of water, but Leo grabbed it before you could. You thought he would hold on to it tightly and reach his hand up high, making you reach even farther for it, but he didn’t. Instead, he opened it for you and handed it to you, seemingly recognizing how tired you were after performances.

“You look tired,” Leo mused, knowing exactly where this was going to go. After most shows and performances, you would be tired and feel miserable. So miserable and tired that you would just crash in his arms. “Come here..” He said, opening his arms for you to fall into. You quickly leaned your whole body against him, leaning into his arms.

“Thank you,”

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franciswasteland · 1 month

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JASON GRACE X NAIAD!READER

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Summary: Naiad!user (A freshwater Nymph) crushes on the son of Jupiter, jason grace, from afar. That is until he falls into the lake during the Camp activity of canoeing.

Warnings: Cursing. beware spelling issues, im lowkey dyslexic

Authors Notes: UGHHH I LOVE JASON. AND IVE NEVER SEEN A NAIAD!READER X ANYONE BEFORE Sooooo…!!!!!

You are a Nymph—a Naiad to be specific—who resides in the lake at Camp Half-blood along with some other Naiads. Unfortunately for you, the lake at Camp is also used for one of the Camp activities, canoeing. You don’t usually mind when the campers are canoeing, in fact, you somewhat enjoy it. But that’s just because of one reason.

Him.

Jason. fucking. Grace. The son of Jupiter.

You knew your crush on him wasn’t going to go anywhere. After all, water and electricity and/or lighting don’t mix very well. But you simply couldn’t help yourself.

The way he was just so kind to his friends, he’s responsible (—Which is hard to find in a teenage boy.,) His eyes, his blond hair, his smile… and, oh, you can't forget that little scar on his lips.

Well, going back to the Camp activity of canoeing, here you were at the bottom of the Camp Half-blood lake, talking to some other Naiads. Until the shadow of a canoe slowly moved around the lake before settling right above you and your friends. How annoying.

Except what you didn’t know was that your admiring-from-a-far-impossible-to-get crush was with two of his friends, sitting on the canoe that was casting the shadow above you and your fellow Naiads.

Then the canoe began to shake and tilt, causing ripples in the water, disrupting the usually calm lake. Oh boy. Then the canoe flipped completely over, sending three unsuspecting demigods— Leo Valdez, Piper Mclean, and Jason Grace—over the edge of it and into the lake.

Oh, gods, one of them was jason.

What bad timing! you didn’t even have your hair done or anything! Oh… and in the midst of him panicking he locked eyes with you. Something you’d never understand is how a boy, a boy like him, could be so perfect. You quickly looked away from his gaze.

Then you looked back at him, remembering that he could very well be drowning. And by how he looked, you assumed that he in fact was drowning—Or at least was coming close to drowning. You just had to save him, this could be your only chance to communicate with him! Oh, and the fact that he could die.

You tried your best to scoop him in your arms and swim him up to the surface, but considering he was a pretty big guy for being what, fifteen, sixteen years old? You whip your head around, causing the water to make little ripples, towards the other few Naiads in the lake, silently signaling for their help with bringing him to the surface.

Thankfully, the Naiads obliged and swam over to help you lift Jason to the grass, at least to the best of their abilities. As you all resurface, Jason gasping for air, he looks directly at you for a moment, then he snapped his gaze away.

“Uhh.. Thanks,” He said breathlessly.

You can feel your face reddening at his gratitude. You don’t think you have ever swam back to the bottom of the lake so fast before this very moment.

Later on in the day—Night, actually. You were at the top of the lake by yourself, elbows resting on the grass as the rest of your body other than your upper torso was submerged in the lake, your head in your hands. What were you thinking about? Well, the interaction with Jason, of course!

And then like magic, you heard the footsteps that matched his. Did he really sneak off from the campfire to come over to the lake?! Oh yes, yes he did.

“Hey, uh…” You almost immediately recognized his voice. “Thanks for saving me earlier.” Jason sounded slightly embarrassed. You nodded in reply. “I um, accidentally flipped the canoe.” Your eyes widened slightly in amusement, he even got a little laugh out of you.

“Really?” You reply back.

“Yeah, i’m not to sure how.”

And that’s how the night went on, the two of you talking until mr.d ran him back to his cabin and splashed water at you until you swam back under the water for the night. Apparently your admiring-from-a-far-impossible-to-get crush wasn’t so hard to get after all.

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franciswasteland · 2 months

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Hiii!! I saw your requests were open and was wondering if you’d write an Apollo request? ^^?? There isn’t enough fanfiction for him and I’m like obsessed with him 💔💔💔

If you’re willing, I request an Apollo x Gn!Reader and you can do wtv, it can be Lester!Apollo or God!Apollo I don’t mind he’s very silly any way.

It’s fine if you’re not up for it :)!!! Thank you for reading this request ^^!! And thank you if you accept it!! Please have a nice day :3

God!Apollo X Gn!Reader

AN: oh my word guys first request i’m very YIPPIE!! it’s currently 6:15AM when i started writing this so i’m sorry if this is bad 🙏 Also sorry there isn’t a lot, i couldn’t think of anything😭

Warnings: slight cursing

omg??? you got with a GOD?? okayyyy i see youuuu

(assuming it’s mortal!reader,) he has definitely tried to bring you to Olympus once or twice 😭😭

when it didn’t work it turned into a little date in the lobby room of the Empire State building… soooo a win is a win

the god of poetry not writing anything about you??? impossible.

be prepared for your mail to be FLOODED with poems

folded up papers of haikus casually slid under your door

expect to have the quickest recovery time ever, he is the god of medicine after all 💁

since the gods can literally teleport, he appears behind you at the most inconvenient times

like when you’re getting ready in the morning, you turn around and he’s just there “🧍”

(he scared the shit out of you doing that)

(Seer!reader) probably tried to get you to become the new oracle at Camp Half-blood

(Non seering!reader) tbh… i think he wouldn’t tell you he’s a god IF he thinks it would impact you negatively

he’s trying to protect his bae!!!!

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franciswasteland · 2 months

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Heeellooo I saw you write for Frank and there's a clear lack of stuff for my man over here

So I was wondering if you could write a Frank x reader ( doesn't matter the gender to me have fun 😊) where the reader tries learning Chinese to surprise Frank because hey now he has a friend who *also* speaks Chinese! but reader ends up accidentally confessing that they like Frank 👀

FRANK X GN!READER

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an: OH. MY. WORD. THIS IS SO CUTE??? no literally fr there is such a lack of Frank content !!! I didn’t include any ACTUAL Chinese just in case the translation was wrong!!

WARNINGS: None!!

You had been practicing speaking Chinese for a while now, specifically just for a little surprise for your best friend, Frank Zhang.

You were practicing in front of a mirror, attempting to just say a simple sentence… Although it sounded more like an odd mix of words that didn’t belong in the same sentence.

If you were being honest, you’re not really one hundred percent sure why you hadn’t given up yet. Other than the fact that you have a big. fat. crush on Frank on top of being his best friend.

You were in the middle of trying to say the same sentence in Chinese… Until you go interrupted by whom? None other than Frank Zhang himself.

Fantastic timing for you.

“Hey, have you seen my—“ Frank cut himself off mid sentence. “What are you doing?”

“Uhh…” You look up to reply to him (Lets be for real here, he’s literally 6’5.), a little shaken up from his sudden appearance.

You cleared your throat and fixed your posture. With you now standing up straight, you begin to explain…Somewhat. Of course, you didn’t give Frank the whole truth.

“I was practicing another language, actually.”

“Oh, really? What lang—“

You cut him off before he could finish the word ‘Language’.

You spoke to him in not-so-perfect Chinese. In all honesty, you didn’t know what you were even saying at this point. You lost track of what you had said after the second word.

Frank stared at you with a bewildered expression. —Not a very good sign, on your part.

“I. . . What?” Frank muttered out in a state of confusion. “You realize that you’ve just told me, and I quote,—”

To prove his point about ‘And I quote,’ He put up air quotations.

“—‘I, Y/N L/N, an extremely head over heals in love with you.’ Is that what you meant to say, Or…?”

You immediately took a deep breath of air.

“Err.., Yes..? Surprise!” You chuckled weakly at the end of your sentence.

He blinked. Then he blinked again. Then, he did not blink again. Instead, he leaned down—Ha-ha. Shocking that he had to lean down to get to eye level with you.—And before you even realized it, he was closer to you than usual.

—So close to you that a certain of yours were touching.

The lips.

You had confessed to your best friend that you liked him, and in return, he kissed you. As a demigod, that was not your weirdest day. Not by a long shot.

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franciswasteland · 1 month

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(Little disclaimer: I think i’ve seen this somewhere before but can’t remember 100%, so if you have seen this idea being used anywhere send me the link to the post/fic/whatever , please!!)

okay guys hear me out. mortal/highschool au, theater tech kid!leo valdez x theater kid!reader………. would it be cute ??? or like , a good one shot/head cannons idea ???

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franciswasteland · 2 months

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*meme voice* I am once again coming to you for Frank content 👉👈

I, personally, am a chronic hoodie stealer (and all of 5'2-) and I can just imagine Frank has the best hoodies to steal

Do you think you can write something up where Reader snags one of Franks hoodies during a movie night so they can get comfy and when he asked they are just like "Pretty partner privilege" but they aren't dating, reader is just tired and doesn't realize what they've said

FRANK X GN!READER

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Authors Notes: Sorry for how long this took me to write, i was a little burnt out for a bit !!

Warnings: Single use of “y/n”

you and frank had been planning this for a few weeks now. the two of you were going to watch some movies together, how fun!

You were laying down in frank’s bed, waiting for him to finish up whatever he was doing. then you spotted something under the covers. naturally, you move the covers away and to your luck, it’s a gray hoodie!

almost immediately, you slip on his hoodie. in your defense, it was freezing outside.

but, how would the scene look to frank when he finally shows up? what would he think walking in on his best friend cuddled up in his bed with one of his hoodies on?

Oh well. he was taking so long that at this point you couldn’t be bothered to think about it.

as you were getting comfortable (with the help of his hoodie), the door opened. thank the gods that frank was finally here!

“sorry it took me so long,” frank says to you apologetically.

“nah, don’t worry about it.” you reply.

frank walks over to his bed and lays down on it, joining you. He didn’t seem to notice the hoodie you were wearing, thankfully.

frank turns his head to look at you. he has a small smile, it was clear he was looking forward to movie night. “so, what movie do you wanna watch this time?”

you shrug in reply. “Eh, i don’t really care what we watch.”

Your reply only makes franks small smile grow into a grin. Oh brother, you had made the bad mistake of saying you don’t care what movie you two watch. now youre going to have to sit through two hours worth of the same movie you’ve been watching since frank and you had started this movie night tradition.

you could practically recite the movie word for word by now.

you head frank reply, “thanks fine with me!” and the click of a TV remote.

the longer the movie plays, the heavier your eyelids get. no offense to frank, but at this point you could really care less for this movie. You began to doze off within the first twenty minutes of the movie playing.

You’re awaken by a repeated nudge to your shoulder. it’s frank.

“dude! you missed the best…—“ his voice trails off as his eyes move from yours to your torso. “Is that my hoodie?”

You didn’t have a mirror in front of you, but you could already picture how red your cheeks had gone. “Uhh..” You stumbled around your words.

“Pretty partner privilege?” You ask tiredly. One issue in your sentence, the two of you are not dating.

“Wh—What?” Frank replies in a state of confusion. “We’re not— You’re not my— We’re not dating, you know that right, y/n?”

You could feel your whole face heating up.

“Um… Yeah, but still. Your best friend—partner, same thing.”

“Yeah, sure,”

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