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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 13 days

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what would some pjo characters listen to?

thalia, luke, annabeth, percy, grover, clarisse, stoll bros edition

Thalia's music taste is canon; she listens to Green Day. I'd like to think she is fond of many rock bands like Radiohead, Nirvana, Rage Against The Machine... her playlist is a rock/punk soup. She may even go and listen to The Cure, Slipknot and all those bands with a certain aesthetic that is linked to an alternative style/community.

One thing about Thalia, though, is that she won't stand music that isn't alt. Lana del Rey, Billie Eilish, Dua Lipa, Taylor Swift are just examples of what she really can't get into. She despises entering a shop in a mall and hearing the "daaaaaance, dance the night away!" no. Please no. If you think Thalia listens to Taylor Swift in secret, I disagree.

I made a post about Luke's music taste before. I like the headcanon that in the Hermes cabin everyone listens to any song, any language, any genre (their shared playlist has over 3k songs, and most of them don't even correlate; special thanks to the Stolls). Luke likes punk and rock too, but maybe not overwhelmingly noisy... The Clash is probably a band he really likes, he also likes more current rock from bands like Los Campesinos... that's a little calmer than Thalia. He already has too much noise around him anyway.

Related to noise, Luke likes good, funky beats (Ivan Meets G.I Joe by The Clash starts playing). It is possible he listens to glitchore and/or scene songs!

Luke would listen to TV Girl.

Annabeth had most of her music taste influenced by Luke and Thalia, she was 7 when she came to camp afterall. Probably her own dad wasn't a parent that would show music to their child all the time. So, yes, Thalia and Luke music taste, mostly.

A thing's for sure, she doesn't understand Luke's liking towards glitchcore songs. Annabeth thinks they are... messy, like they were made immediatly and the lyrics aren't even audible. As an Athena kid who likes music, she often analyzes songs.

I can imagine Annabeth liking The Pixies, Iggy Pop, Ramones, and (she says that it's just sometimes, but their whole playlist is plagued by...) Blondie. Add The Runaways and Joan Jett too, this girl is a bisexual.

I'd like to think Percy isn't really judgemental about music. Does he find a reasoning in the lyrics? Nah. Who cares. Does he think the music is sad or happy? Depends on how fast it is, lyrics are to be listened; not read.

Sally is a really cool mom, and she probably introduced him to many things (I headcanon watching Drag race is one of them). A hint of jazz, some old-school rock punk, The Smiths, The Beatles, David Bowie, Abba... ultimate playlist. Percy probably still listens to many of these artists' songs.

But Percy's personal taste? Hip-hop. The hip-hop you could hear in a skatepark, or just 90s, it's almost the same thing. Eminem, Skee-lo, Ice Cube... he probably downloads playlist full of 90s songs.

Grover likes calming songs. Laufey is probably his favorite artist. Dominic Fike, Mac DeMarco's songs are also in his playlists. He doesn't mind catching up to some popular artists like these, but it's true that he only listens to music when he has nothing to do, not even go and search for Percy.

He can step out of his musical comfort-zone, but he can't listen to heavy metal. Thalia's playlist really scares him, can't even have it saved in his library. Grover needs relaxing music. Gods, he would listen to white noise, rain sounds or whatever's chill.

Clarisse thinks listening to music is a waste of time. She's not really a playlist grinder. But it is true some of her half-siblings tried to introduce stuff to her, it being: Måneskin, Hole, Marina (that one is a very guilty liking of her).

Clarisse doesn't think of listening to music when being alone and with no tasks, she just goes and does something. The fact that you can multitask, do something productive and listen to music at the same time, does not really enter into her perception of productivity.

Expect her to be judgemental of songs people who aren't her siblings show to her.

The Stoll brothers are constantly, forever in a music fight. Both of them have a very wide taste... but between both of them there are big differences.

Travis would listen to Taylor Swift, Mars Argo, Good kid, The Cardigans, Tyler The Creator. Pop, pretty much summarized, and some of its subtypes too.

Connor would be the reason of why the Hermes cabin listens to tons of songs in different languages (hc mentioned in Luke section). Brazilian phonk? Of course. Russian indie bands?? Yes! Argentinian rock??? Yasss. Everything goes into his playlist. Connor probably trusts Spotify's Discover Weekly BLINDLY.

This dramatic difference between their tastes made them not talk about music, because it would probably end up with both of them trying to prove the other wrong. They are very good siblings! It's just that... well... Connor thinks Travis' taste is shit. And Travis thinks Connor's make no sense at all (he can't even understand what they are saying!) But well, they can't look almost the same and have a similar music taste; that would be too much. Siblings can have many things in common, and things that make you want to make the other to cancel their Spotify subscription. It works like that.

I took 1 hour to write this.

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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 14 days

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I'm changing names and overall aesthetic so people don't find me. Make sure not to freak out (I tell to myself)

I'm gonna start writing a Riddle fanfic (with chapters!!) and some Idia or Ace oneshots.

As for PJO, well- I can finish my Solangelo fanfics. And I did start a Luke x reader one... but it feels off, sorry</3 it's difficult to do a spiderverse au.

Once my exam season ends, it's over for y'all

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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 2 months

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Songs I like to think Luke Castellan listens to

warnings: tlt spoilers (and maybe a little of som), songs in spanish (i kind of explain them tho)

full playlist at the end<3

1. Flaca - Andrés Calamaro

Hear me out.

"Darling, don't stick your daggers out to me by my back. Not so deep. No, it hurts. No, it hurts me"

Calamaro made this song after being cheated on but not wanting to fully let her go.

BUT... I like to believe Luke's betrayal is pretty much that. THE DAGGERS??? BY HIS BACK??? HELLO???? UGGHHHHHH ANNABETH??!?!?!!?

"And even if I almost make a mistake and say tell you bit by bit 'don't lie to me. Don't tell me the truth. Don't stay silent. Don't raise your voice. Don't apologize to me'."

Betrayal!Luke x reader ffs are very much like that.

Give Luke a Calamaro cd and bro will go through a damn phase (I did go through that phase. Trust me. I know what it's like to listening to Mil Horas for hours.)

2. Autotheist - Baby Bugs

I like the idea of Luke liking rock songs.

Autotheist conveys how the protagonist doesn't believe in a god, because they made them suffer throughout their whole life.

"Dear god up in heaven, are you glad I learned my lesson? I'm not making any promises that it'll end anytime soon. And dear god up in heaven, how do I fucking get in? You tried to make me scared of hell, but I'm living there"

Someone up there is telling them to behave, let it be portrayed as god or not.

Final chorus:

"And if I was god I'd kill the people who believe in me. And if I was god I'd make everyone bow to me. And who says I'm not a god? I'm a god to me. And if I was god, I'll make you all believe in me. You are not my god, you kept me from feeling anything. And who says you are god at all? God is only me. And when I become god, I'll promise you'll believe in me."

Luke had this whole desire to be claimed, to be recognized, to be a hero, to be believed. To the point he started despising Olympus for using demigods, all of them, for their prophecies. Luke hates the Olympus system, and became hungry for power, for freedom. He doesn't want to be a god like the song says: he wants to stop the gods from being absolute pricks; not only his father, all of the gods seem wicked to him.

Let this dude have an Autotheist phase.

3. Escape - Destroy Boys

Never able to avoid the gay allegations when Destroy Boys starts to play.

I feel like this is pretty much Luke in a band AU. Though if you take some elements you can think just as him wanting to escape from the whole demigod thing. Just not be related to it at all.

"I want to escape. I want to play a show. I don't wanna be here in this house no more. I want another hit but it made me feel sick. Now I'm lying in my bed, fucking nauseous"

Hi, BandAU!Luke. We see you. It's alright. Come out of the closet.

Kinda sappy but I feel like this song is so perfect to put on when you just want to be away from everything, the noises, the screams, the people.

Luke likes doing that. Just... zoning out, sometimes. (Not projecting. At all ^_^)

He has a lot of duties before being chased for stealing Zeus' Lightning. He has to be a big brother to all the people who stay at Hermes' — but they eventually have to move, they eventually get claimed. Luke wants to be claimed... so bad. He doesn't want Hermes to be his father, hell- he HATES him. But he can't go and tell him 'hey you stupid fuck can you tell your god friends to stop fucking around and claim me? Because you are NOT my father', he can't, so he just tries to fix everyone else while he's falling and slowly giving himself in to ambition.

"I can't seem to stop picking at scars, wherever you go, there you...- I've made some mistakes, oh I can't deny. So they say 'I'm living life'. I want to escape. I want to play a show. I don't wanna be in this house no more"

He wishes he was less broken.

4. Ya te vas a mejorar - Cuarteto de Nos

"And there in the tambo* everyone told me; 'you'll get better soon!'. And in the family everyone told me; 'you'll get better soon!'. I lost the patience in the lobotomy; 'you'll get better soon!'. I lost my left hand and it still hurts me!; 'you'll get better soon!'"

*tambo is the place where they take out cows' milk, like- the actual place where people work at. No need to know why I had to clarify that, just felt like it.

This song shows SO MUCH DESESPERATION. And I know the lyrics aren't things the English-speaking style can fully understand. But, the song conveys how they are going down and down both mentally and physically and everyone is positive about it, almost like fake fantasy; "You'll get better soon!"

Four words: Luke after his quest.

Everyone looked at him with worry, guilt even. When Luke got the quest he wanted to be seen as a hero. But he came back harmed. And everyone hoped that he would get better, but he still had his scar chasing him everywhere he went.

"And now I'm tired of being the dumb one, so I bought the chainsaw. Now I go running around, mutilating everything that gets close to me. For now, no one treats me as subnormal without hesitating in three seconds. Because I want everyone equally; in juices of 40x40*"

*he basically wants them dead.

Uh yeah, go crazy white boy, i understand you??? He went beyond mad, beyond frustrated and full of hatred. He went nuts. Totally hungry for everything. He betrayed everyone he knew just for the sake to not feel the pressure of being a demigod with responsibilities again.

You may be confused by the lyrics. Some of you aren't prepared for the Cuarteto de Nos experience (yes im so obsessed im getting to see them in august) (btw i don't hate you guys im joking please please please ily)

If you, by any chance, liked CDN... thanks. I think El hijo de Hernández is kinda Luke-coded too ("You confuse me and I don't know what you pretend. I already explained but you don't understand. And that mistake is a big one; I am not Hermes Hernandez's son"). I just can't put so many songs in Spanish.

5. Fill The Crown - Poppy

"You can be anyone you want to be. You can be free, you can be free. I believe you're the one who's meant for me. We can be free. Just come with me."

Either Kronos trying to make him go with him, or Luke trying to get people to join him.

This song kind of feels like a cult. Perfect. It's the perfect one to represent Luke's inner voices.

"Poison the children. No peace of mind. Poison the family. Make the children cry. Poison the fountain. Empty your mind. Follow the leader; the leader is blind."

AAAAALRIGHTTTTT POPPY YOU COOKED!!!!! THIS is Luke Castellan. He's blinded. He thinks he's a leader; and he's just a mere puppet!!!! You funny boy!!!

Oh, and the poison thing kinda reminds me of a certain pinecone.

No more elaborating. I love Poppy. This song is so Luke 'I'm just a girl' Castellan coded.

playlist ☆ it has like 20 songs more. im working on it (warning: LOTS OF SONGS IN SPANISH 🤣 IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY!!! I CAN'T ESCAPE MY ROOTS I CAN'T TURN INTO A WHITE WOMAN!!!)

Hope you liked my yapping

¡Besitos!!!!

- ur fav argentinian on tumblr

#luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #luke castellan pjo #pjo hoo toa #pjo tv show #pjo #pjo series #pjo spoilers #pjo season 1 #pjo fandom #riordanverse #charlie bushnell #luke castellan fic #Spotify

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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 2 months

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"La Adelita" ♡ Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader

previous ☆ you're here

2nd chapter summary: a second letter, a response and a confession

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warnings: fem!reader, spanish with translations, your half-sibling is still very much important for the plot.

tags: mexican leo, extra cheesiness, you both love each other, fluff, happy ending

II. If you were my boyfriend...

You didn't want to admit you spent more time with Leo than before. Maybe if he didn't give you such a cute letter, you wouldn't be inviting him to have lunch at your cabin table.

— What? — Leo looked up from the gadgets he had on his work table —. I thought I was the one following you around, not the one being invited to follow you — he joked, reference to one of your previous talks together intended.

You rolled your eyes:—. I thought it would be nice to invite you, but I guess you don't have to accept — you said teasingly.

— I'm accepting — Leo chuckled —. I'm just saying, you kind of like me, don't you?

There he was again, flirting like it was the easiest thing in the world.

— And what if I do, Leo?

He looked shocked at your words.

— You called me Leo aaaaand youuu like me — he teased with a smile on his face, cleaning his hands with a rag that seemed dirty enough to pass to another life.

— You are an idiot.

— But you like this idiot — he hugged you, you corresponded.

Flirty Leo was back. You liked to assume it was because he finished the letter and could focus on his actual work

— You are kind of touchy today — you giggled.

— You think so? — he looked at you, his hands still hugging you.

— Yeah, but it's okay.

— You are getting soft~~ you are made out of butter! — Leo said as he grabbed your waist and started tickling you. You began to laugh until you both ended on the floor, him still teasing you.

— Leo — laugh —. Stooop — uncontrollable laughter.

Leo lifted his hands up as a way of surrender:—. Okay, I stop — he still had a grin on his face.

You took this opportunity to tickle him while he was on top of you. For obvious reasons, he was now laying on the floor while you were beside him, making him laugh. Leo tried saying your name but there were multiple laughters coming from him that weren't letting the letters come out of his mouth.

You stopped teasing him. Leo was trying to get back his composture after so much laughing.

— Gods, not even I laughed that much — you scoffed, Leo started giggling a little —. You are gonna die of laughter if you keep doing it. And I'm warning you, I can be very funny.

— Yeah, but not as much as me — he gazed at you as he had a smile drawn on his face.

— We should go- — the conch sound interrupted you — have lunch — you got up and offered Leo a hand, he gladly took it.

Maybe you both were holding your hands a little longer. The son of Hephaestus was already up but he still didn't want to let go.

You thought to yourself that this was incredibly romantic.

— Your hands are way too warm — you stopped holding hands.

You both went to the dining room with some playful pushing. At some point you almost threw him to the ground, but he managed not to.

As you sat beside each other at your cabin's table, Victoria made a whistle sound.

— You brought your novio*? — Leo kind of blushed at those words coming from your half-sibling, even if they reminded him of some quinceañera shit.

*boyfriend

— I don't know what you are talking about — you sounded a little nervous, pretending not to understand.

— Dunno, Adela — Victoria winked —. Maybe I jumped into conclusions — she was hit by another sudden realization —. Oh yeah, sorry to bother you and your companion, BUT I have something for you. Maybe you could understand your Mexican soldier wiiiiith — she lifted up a book —. This.

— What is it? — you grabbed it, trying to read the words on the title; mxicna rolutieon. Well, it didn't say that, you just couldn't read it very well.

— My awesome girlfriend might have stolen a book I asked her to... aaaaand I requested it for you! Just so you could understand this Mexican better. I think it says 'Mexican Revolution' in the title, and some other stuff that isn't very, you know, readable or, well I don't know the word — she grinned like an idiot.

You were thankful, obviously. But did she have to give it to you infront of the author of the letters?

— Oh, yeah — you played dumb —. I suppose it can help. I still don't know who they are though — you turned to Leo —. Sorry, I didn't tell you — you giggled —. I may have this... uh, admirer that says I'm like an Adelita. Vic told me about them. It's so cute, you have to read the letter!

Leo wasn't one to know if you were acting or not, but he was awful at faking.

— Really? And you don't know who he is? — he felt so dumb just for not using neutral pronouns.

— I don't. But, they said that if I wanted to be their girlfriend, wife... I really don't know who they could be — if Mr. D saw your acting he would have applauded —. But it was so romantic! And Vic translated the Spanish for me.

Leo looked at Victoria:—. Where are you from?

— Maldonado, Uruguay — she smiled kindly —. And you?

The boy was hesitating:—. Texas — he finally responded. He was trying not to get associated with your admirer, even though you already knew.

— Really? The way you got nervous when I said novio felt like a casual tía and sobrino interaction — she teased —. Well, I will leave you guys alone — Victoria winked at you —. Bye, bye!

And your half-sibling went off to the Hermes cabin table.

— I'm sorry if she made you uncomfortable. We kind of bonded over the letter I got yesterday — you confessed and started looking at the book. You opened it and- wait, it wasn't writing in English, it was far more understandable to the eye —. It's translated to Ancient Greek, I didn't know this type of translations existed!

— Will you read it? — Leo asked and grabbed a piece of his food.

— Yeah. I was called Adelita, after all. I have to read about them — you looked at Leo, who seemed very happy in a calm way —. What?

— Nothing. It's cute.

... TiMESKiP ...

The day passed, and eventually you got to your bedroom after dinner. You ate with your half-siblings but Leo was missing, he said he had a project he was currently working on... What a coincidence that there was another letter on your bed when you came to your cabin.

"If you were gone with another man

I would follow you by land and by sea.

Si por mar, en un buque de guerra.

Si por tierra, en un tren militar"

You and Victoria pulled an all-nighter talking about the letter.

Apparently, it said somerhing that if you were gone with another man, he would follow you everywhere, if by sea: on a warship, if by land: on a military train.

— Don't be scared about it. I think it's just a reference to the history behind the song.

You really weren't scared. You kind of were in love.

— It's really cute — you smiled like an idiot.

— Guacha*, don't tell me you don't think Leo Valdez is the writer! — some of her accent popped up.

*Uruguayan expression. It works as 'girl' in this case.

You sighed:—. I knew since you explained me about the Adelitas, actually-

— Oh. My. Gods. Girl! And you didn't tell me the gossip!

— I kind of wanted Leo to keep sending me this kinda stuff... so I didn't tell anyo-

— You gotta confess. No more flirting and all that. If you don't confess to him I will set you both up.

— But how can I respond to-

— Girl. It's a damn song. He just went and changed some words so it looked like poetry — Victoria looked at you with an "are you serious" expression on her face.

— Yeah but they are like- deep, you know — you were frustrated —. How am I going to-

— Write to him in Spanish! I can help — she kept interrupting you.

— I don't know Spanish and I'm scared that I will do some mistake when wri-

— I have a dictionary with me — she gigled —. We are set, Adela de Leo Valdez*.

*Leo Valdez's Adela

...

So yeah, Victoria and you might have spent the whole night writing. You made your handwriting look decent and wrote just four lines (the format Leo chose in his letters)

The plan was made. You would give the letter to him during breakfast-

If only you didn't fall asleep while holding the letter you wrote on your bed. You missed breakfast. Damn, at this point Leo could scold you by the amount of meals you were missing.

You heard the door open, while still being three quarters asleep.

Someone sat beside your bed. You knew they were watching but you weren't really uncomfortable by it. You kind of assumed it was Leo.

And yeah, it was him. You surely knew when he started to talk. You still pretended to be completely asleep.

— Ay, Adelita. You skip your meals. How can you take care of me when you don't take care of yourself? — you were so invested in knowing what he was going to say that you stayed in the same position and kept your sleepy breathing —. Te ves hermosa así de relajada, ¿eh? Toda tranquilita* — he sighed dreamily.

*You look beautiful while being this relaxed, so calm.

You noticed Leo wasn't doing anything. Perhaps he was staring at something. Oh, wait, you still had your letter in hand. He took it with a lot of care, not trying to wake you up.

He opened the letter that had his name on his envelope. You felt some confused noises coming from him. Yeah, Leo kind of struggled more with reading than you.

You opened your eyes, acting as if you just woke up and stretched.

— Looking at my stuff, Leo?

Your voice was a little deeper because you woke up recently. Leo tried not to blush at that.

— I saw my name on it-

— I can read you the parts in- — you yawned — English. Because I have a really bad Spanish pronunciation.

— Did your sibling help you with this? — Leo looked at you like you hung the stars on the sky.

— Well, yeah. We stayed up until like- five am or something. I was tired. I guess Vic went with her girlfriend and left me here — you laughed a little, not a single sign of being annoyed by your sibling's behavior.

— So... — Leo leaned his head on your bed —. Will you read it to me?

— Don't laugh at my Spanish. If you do, I'll start writing you hate letters — you cleared your throat. You practiced your Spanish with Victoria, luckily enough, your sentences didn't have any letters the Uruguayans pronounced weirdly (let's not start about how weird the 'y' came out of your sibling's mouth).

And so, you began reciting from memory. Leo looked at you dreamily.

"Si fueras mi novio,

No te dejaría de amar.

I would pull you close to me,

So you can rest in my arms"

Did you just tell him that if he was your boyfriend you wouldn't stop loving him? And with an accent that tried to mimick how your sibling talked? Leo was combusting. He climbed to your bed and hugged you while doing little kicks you would have been caught doing when reading a Jane Austen novel.

— I apologize if my Spanish was shit... kind of speedran learning two whole sentences in one night-

Leo looked at you, not letting go of your body. And he kissed your cheek. You felt your skin was red, maybe because Leo was a damn walking heater and also he just kissed you while hugging you.

— Calla* — he giggled —. What would you say if I told you that you should steal my Mexican accent instead?

*Shut up

— Geez, let me ask you to be my boyfriend first, Leo Valdez — you teased him —. You wanna be my boyfriend?

— Only if I can be your soldier, because you are my Adelita; patching me up, knocking out everyone who challenges you, and making me fall in love with you — he grabbed your hand and kissed one of your knuckles. Leo was perhaps a whole quesadilla at this point of cheesiness.

— Alright, I will be your Adelita — you chuckled —. But I still won our matches.

— You know I can't fight you.

You gave him a short peck on the lips. Leo was blushing like crazy. He gave you quick kisses over some parts of your face; your cheeks, your forehead, your jawline, your chin, and then your lips (the last one wasn't really a short kiss)

And so, an overly cute couple began its story. There were a lot of elements that were crucial during all of it: Leo calling you Adelita, you reading the Mexican Revolution book a few times, Leo being overly affectionate in public and maybe crying when you said something that was a joke to tease him (but he thought you were serious), you patching his hands up because he didn't want to go to the infirmary (spoiler: he just wanted you to take care of him like a little kid and put bandages on his hands), him flirting and you flirting even harder (he ended up kissing you afterwards), and perhaps you had some stares from your friends whenever you called each other cheesy nicknames and did couple-y stuff. Jason and Percy called themselves the matchmakers, Victoria started saying some awful things in Uruguayan slang (how come 'dick taster' was allowed to be said to anyone in her country? That was the less insulting thing she said, sadly), Annabeth just watched with a smile on her face.

There really wasn't any revolution going on, but both of you would fight for each other anyway. And he would come to you so you healed him, not only by putting bandages on his bruises, but also by listening to your voice and seeing your beautiful face.

¡Un aplauso para esta pareja que está enamorada! A round of applause for this couple which is in love!

#leo valdez x you #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #x reader #writers on tumblr #pjo hoo toa #heroes of olympus #riordanverse

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girlswhowantboystobegirls · 2 months

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"La Adelita" ♡ Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader

previous ☆ next

status: finished

summary: You and Leo have this type of friendship-rivalry relationship. You don't actually hate each other, but you are constantly joking that you do.

And you also start to receive these messy, almost geometrical letters in spanglish.

2.3k-ish words

warnings: reader uses she/her pronouns and fem terms. There are references to Mexican Adelitas, but you don't know much about them in this fic (there are explanations). Leo wants to be conventionally romantic. Spanglish w/translations. There is an original character who is Reader's half-sibling. Slightly ooc.

tags: friendly rivals to lovers, you both act dumb (there is one of you who actually is though), Mexican Leo, reader isn't very informed on Mexican history, Leo is going crazy.

a/n: i'm a history nerd

I. Behind A Facade.

Who in the Hades wanted Leo to swordfight with you? He was just alright by watching how you defeated every single one of your contrincants.

— Come on, dude. You have to grab a sword again after some time — Percy commented, bumping the son of Hephaestus as a, supposedly, encouraging action.

Jason was there too, just visiting Camp Half-Blood for a few days:—. You really like her, don't you?

Leo watched as you pointed your sword to a knocked out opponent. He did wish (luckily just a little) that you would shove him to the ground and-

— Helloooooo? Bro, you zoned out — the Camp Jupiter member shook Leo slightly.

— He's down bad.

— You were the same with Annabeth. Let the guy alone — Percy rolled his eyes in response, Jason turned once again to Leo —. You are going to thank me.

And the blond pushed him inside the circle just when you were asking who would want to face you. Leo changed his head-on-the-clouds demeanor and you looked at him.

— Didn't know you were so brave, Valdez — you teased, grabbing an armor to hand to him.

— And one wouldn't expect for you to point swords at people's necks so often. But here we are — he playfully grinned. Jason and Percy looked at each other in a mutual 'awe' expression.

You gave him the armor. Leo grabbed a sword.

— I won't have mercy on you — you teased.

— You never do — he responded.

The tension could be cut with a knife.

— And that's on our hate for each other — you shrugged. Neither of you truly believed in those words —. Now, should we start the match?

— I'm giving you time to run away — his grin was still visible, it never left his face.

— You feel smart for going on a few quests, Valdez. You sure you grabbed that sword recently?

— We'll see.

The combat began. At first, it was just pointing your swords at each other. Then Leo decided to make the first move, he tried to attack but you quickly made both of your swords clash.

Leo was a really strong guy, it was hard at first to maintain the sword clashing his, but then you found the way and threw his sword in the air when he least expected it.

You pointed your sword at his neck. He tripped and watched you, from the ground, making your victory evident after a few seconds. You didn't move your weapon though. It was adorable to see Leo nervous, or well- at least you thought he was, since he was perfectly fine but didn't move nonetheless.

The boy's pupils were probably as dilated as they could as you made him the loser infront of the whole camp.

Jason and Percy laughed a little loud. Their noise was kind of muted as the other campers talked, did victory sounds, or some other stuff.

... TiMESKiP ...

Leo was a romantic guy. He flirted, he gave gifts, he let people he liked talk about their interests and he didn't look unpleased.

It was different with you though.

Both of you developed some kind of friendly rivalry, making fun of each other in a slightly insulting way but taking care of each other-

Taking care of each other.

Leo remembered the time he didn't want to the infirmary after he ended up with a kind of big cut on his left hand.

He didn't forget how you decided to patch him up after he told you he wasn't going to the infirmary after last time, blah, blah, blah, excuses. He just wanted to feel your hands.

Leo remembered the Adelitas. They were strong, they owned weapons, they healed, they gave company to the soldiers.

He did feel like you were his Adelita.

Gods, he was way too enchanted by you. And he couldn't take it anymore. He had to leave it somewhere and let it rot.

It was still the morning, close to lunch break. Leo decided he would talk about it with Annabeth, somehow she seemed far more reasonable than fishboy and Jason together. Maybe because her godly parent was the Goddess of Wisdom.

...

— Writing helps me on those ocassions.

Yeah. Well. Annabeth saw it her way. Leo physically couldn't grab a damn pen without shaking.

— Did you show Percy your writings?

— Just a few. I had to read them outloud, but you know, he's just a Seaweed Brain. I don't think your crush would take that much time reading.

Maybe if Leo's handwriting wasn't shit. Just maybe.

He looked doubtful at Annabeth's advice, not because it wasn't useful, Leo just couldn't grab a pen for shit.

— Everything okay? — the daughter of Athena asked him as she noticed his silence.

— It would be cool to write her stuff, but I can't write.

— You can. You just don't want to.

Annabeth was good at reading people, Leo could tell.

— There are other ways though. I'm just saying what I do.

Leo thanked Annabeth and started his way from the Athena cabin to Bunker 9.

— Hey Valdez — you greeted him and he stopped walking —. You good? I think you got a little scared during the match. I wanted to know if everything's alright — you were being kind with him. But bold of you to assume he was scared, Leo would go back in time just to have the defeat again.

— Y-yeah, I'm fine — it came off an octave higher than expected. You looked confused.

— You sure? I'm sorry for-

— DON'T APOLOGIZE! It's fine — Leo screamed, a little accent popping up on the apologize part.

There was a brief silence. Gods. Leo couldn't be so tense and you, so dense.

— I'll bring you lunch. I suppose you are busy with a project or something — you slightly smiled at him —. See you around.

You left Leo and couldn't help but think if you crossed the line at some point.

You definitely didn't. He was just desperate to show that he didn't see you both as rivals, and that he mayyyyybe wanted something else than a friendship.

... TiMESKiP ...

You entered the bunker with a lunch in your hands, assuming only a certain boy was there. You were right.

— Hey, Valdez — you said, approaching him.

— HI — the high octave made a comeback. Leo turned the paper he was scribbling on so you couldn't see what he was writing.

There were papers everywhere, you didn't judge at all but it seemed like the Hephaestus child was stressed. You couldn't even tease him, you would feel bad for it afterwards.

— Come on, take a break. I brought you food — you smiled, handing him his personal favorite lunch. You weren't going to tell him you had to ask Jason, and that he looked at you with an "I know what's going on" look when you did —. So, what are you working on?

— Just some... em... ideas — Leo's American English was slowly fading.

— Well, leave it for now. You have to eat.

Leo avoided your eyes. He really wanted to keep trying to write so he could finally give his letter to you, but

1. He couldn't do it with you watching him (it would ruin the anonymous thing).

2. You wanted him to rest, even if you didn't know what he was exactly doing.

You let Leo eat. Then decided to talk with a smirk on your face.

— You are acting strange, Leo Valdez.

He would be lying if he said he didn't like his first name coming out of your mouth. It felt nice, specially since you often only called him Valdez.

Leo sighed:—. Just tons of work.

It wasn't common for Leo to stay so calm. He often did it when his social battery ran out. Was it one of those cases?

— Well, tell me if you need help with it — you managed to give a small smile —. I will leave in a bit, I have to do stuff... but I wanted you to know I don't really hate you, and that I'm always gonna be here... in the camp, obviously — you chuckled nervously. You were supposed to say "I'm always gonna be here for you", you insulted yourself mentally.

— Are you getting comfortable with me? — Leo finally looked at you with a playful grin.

— You say as if you are not the one following me around, Valdez.

— You never pushed me away.

The short silence was comfortable, but it got cut soon afterwards when you saw the clock on the wall; 2:24 pm, it was time for you to go teach some campers about swordfighting.

— I'm gonna be late for the lesson, sorry — you started going to the door and looked at Leo one last time —. See you at dinner?

Before he could respond, you went off. It wasn't a good impression to leave campers waiting if you were their teacher.

... TiMESKiP ...

You might have missed dinner. Yeah, you did.

In your defense, there was this camper who asked for a few matches to practice with swords. As soon as you finished setting everything back in place, you silently almost ran to your cabin so the harpies wouldn't catch you.

You saw a letter on your bed when you arrived. You inspected it closefully and read your name on the envelope— well, if it didn't say your name you wouldn't know what it was. The handwriting was shaky and almost geometrical in some parts, perhaps what you could expect on a paper written by a second-grader.

You pulled out the paper that was inside. Luckily, it was a better handwriting. It looked like the envelope was the last thing they wrote.

After a few minutes trying to understand the first two sentences, you gave up and went to the last ones, which were actually in English. It took you some time for your eyes to put every letter in place.

"Si quisieras ser mi novia,

Si quisieras ser mi mujer,

I would buy you a silk dress

just to take you dance at my place"

...

The next day you asked one of your half siblings about the meaning of the sentences in Spanish (you guessed it was just by mere luck). She took quite a while trying to read, since both of you have your brain written in Ancient Greek.

— "Si quisieras ser mi novia" means "if you wanted to be my girlfriend", and "si quisieras ser mi mujer" is like... "if you wanted to be my wife", mujer in that context is wife — Victoria responded and was hit with a sudden realization —. Wait, I think I know this song.

— It's a song?

— It's a classic Mexican song. I only listened to remixes, but I guess it is that one. The song is called "La Adelita"

— What does it mean?

— Not to be a gringo-hating latina, but I'm Uruguayan. México is far away from there; other subcontinent, even. — she interrupted herself —. Anyways, I'm not an expert, I never learned Mexican history very deeply. But the Adelitas are the women who fought for and healed soldiers in the Mexican Revolution. The one who gave you this must be crazy for you, I mean- every soldier in the revolution fell for the Adelitas. And that is a classical love song. And the writer changed the song lyrics to talk about you — she pointed out.

Victoria began singing the bit of the original song.

— "Si Adelita quisiera ser mi novia, si Adelita fuera mi mujer, le compraría un vestido de seda para llevarla a bailar al cuartel" — she sang rapidly in an Uruguayan accent, just so you could get the melody —. It's such a mariachi song. There are far better versions. Gods, you have to listen to a heavy metal version, it's soooo good.

— Why do you even know this? — you gave her a confused expression.

— Meh. Us, latinos learn about our kind. You'd be surprised by how many history every country has — she shrugged —. You have to tell me who this person is! They are such a romantic, if we ignore the handwriting a bit... but I mean, we both are dyslexic and somehow understood them‐ are you sure they are a demigod?

You knew it was Leo Valdez, but you really wanted to keep receiving these letters.

— They must be, yeah. I don't think one of the gods would enter to my cabin to leave a letter — you shrugged. It was true, gods tended to be much more direct. Leo was being shy with you even after all the teasing and light, hidden flirting.

— If you get to know who they are, tell me and I'll let you borrow some of my cds! — Victoria said happily, her ADHD kicking in and beginning to move her hands fastly as she talked —. I have a whole Cuarteto de Nos collection, my partner stole it for me — she mentioned proudly. She was really happy to date a daughter of Hermes.

You didn't know the artist your half-sibling mentioned. But you were deep in thought to even care.

Leo thought you were his Adelita, patching him up, battling with him (well, you very much battled against him instead, but you didn't count that) and he was deeply in love with you. Hell, he was nervous because he had these feelings for you. Feelings that were so big that he gave you a bit of a story of where he considered home.

Now you had to learn some things about the Mexican Revolution.

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a/n 2: there are many versions to La Adelita, I only focus on the lyrics.

Lo siento mucho si hay algún méxicano leyendo esto, pero aprendí de las Adelitas por una banda argentina que hizo una versión heavy metal.

Ty for reading ♡

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ik this is crazy but im obsessed with my fanfics because they are things i really wish to happen irl. I'm proud but not narscissistic type of proud. I'm proud to make more reader inserts that aren't always strictly for female audiences, because deep down 12-y/o me always wished my favorite characters had male reader inserts to fuel my wish to be one some days. I'm rambling sorry. I just love to write.

With love,

Your Queer Fanfic Dealer™️.

This is my girltwinkboyfriend ♡ Leo Valdez x Genderfluid!Reader

summary: Leo loves your drastic changes in styling and clothing when you feel more masculine, feminine or neither.

prompt???:

"Wassup, boygirlpersonfriend?"

"Wassup, loverboy?"

740-ish words (it's short but it fueled me with serotonin)

warnings: use of spanish (dont worry bbgs i translated it to english. papi's home), i didn't use bad words this time (i tried hard not to)

tags: established relationship, reader tends to communicate their genderfluidity through styling, clothing and perhaps behavior, Leo is madly in love, bi!Leo, unspecified sexuality for reader (but they are head over heels for their boyfriend)

a/n: I'm definitely projecting. But I suppose there are loads of people like me, so I'm doing a favor to all the liquid gender fellas.

♡ ☆ ♡

Leo wasn't one to absolutely adore changes. He did freak out whenever you came with a cute outfit though.

This time you are wearing a maxi skirt, combat boots and a shirt. Nothing really new on the oufit, maybe your earrings or necklaces you used to complement a little.

Yet Leo wouldn't shut up about it.

— Wassup, girlboypersonfriend? — he greeted while having his flirty demeanor on.

— Wassup, loverboy? — you answered with a grin. Your boyfriend's face soon had a wide, loving smile.

— How are you feeling today? — he asked. He wasn't only saying it for you to say 'good, thanks, you?', at this point it was casual for you to reply with that and add how your gender felt like that day.

Leo couldn't stop looking at you, and it was funny because the combat boots did the height difference even more evident.

— I feel fine. Bonita, even — you joked. The Hephaestus' son had showed you latino memes quite often —. How do you feel?

— Awesome — he pulled you into a tight hug. The height difference was funny at this point, you almost surpassed him a whole head.

Leo looked up at you, not breaking the hug yet:—. Y sí pienso que eres muy bonita, pero con esas botas uno no puede besar a su noviecita en paz* — he talked at a normal speed (at least not in actual Latino speed, just so you could understand).

* And I do think you are pretty, but with those boots I can't kiss my cute girlfriend in peace.

— Then I will kiss you — you said as you grabbed his chin and you had to lower your height a little for your lips to meet. You both felt euphoric.

Leo didn't stop complimenting you through the day, even when you weren't near (which was strange enough so it only happened like two times)

Leo liked all your days.

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Masculine ones weren't an exception. And it was his personal favorite when you had one of his tshirts on.

That day you had a long sleeved turtleneck, a pair of long shorts and (fueling Leo's obsession) one of his few graphic tees he ocassionaly left in your cabin after he snuck out to sleep for the night.

It was a cold weather day, but how could you feel it when you had your heater significant other always hugging you and giving you kisses?

— I love how combat boots look on you, but I like it more when you aren't so far, principe — he gazed at you dearingly while hugging you, you did the same to him. Leo saying prince in Spanish could be one of your new addictions, the euphoria it gave you on that certain day was indescribable.

— Well, well, media naranja, aren't you such a Romeo? — you teased him. And he loved how you said he was your soulmate, he truly agreed.

Leo rested his head on the space between your shoulder and neck, and he squealed like a fangirl who just saw a fanart of her favorite couple. He would have started kicking the air if he didn't know he could accidentally hit you, and he definitely didn't want that (not since that time he burned your hand without wanting to, he was just so in love!)

— Tan tiernooo — you said, not minding his little excited sounds. Now you were calling him cute in his favorite language to speak when being way too in love.

— If anything, you are the sexy one, yo soy el loco* — he joked and gave you a kiss on your neck and went back to resting in his space.

*I'm the crazy one

— Nah, you are the hot one, in any way possible — you gave him a kiss on the head and he went back to squealing as if he was on his pillow, trying to let his damn crushing for his partner out (spoiler: he couldn't).

The camp was already used to your loving actions and you both going crazy.

— Aren't they just made for each other? — Jason looked at you and your boyfriend from a long distance along with Piper.

— Yeah. I can feel both of them's cheesiness from here. It's really cute — the girl smiled, also happy for you both.

Leo's days were better when you were there.

Your days were better when Leo looked at you.

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a/n 2: kicking the air rn. This is the bare minimum for me. If you are not this type of hopelessly in love, it's below standards.

#gender neutral reader #leo valdez x reader