#lester papadopoulos x reader

[pumpkinbxtch]

“No one asked for it” ME!! ME!! I WILL ASK FOR IT I WILL!!! ME!! Plsplsplsplspls do an Apollo/Lester x Reader. PLEASE

you said you have an idea, DO IT. unless it’s nsfw 💔💔 but if it isn’t PLEASE

but if you can just do one in general I’ll take it

Me I’m the target audience it’s me

(Fem or Gn!reader)

I don’t have any specifics bcs I’m so desperate atp :’)!!!

thank you for reading this 😭 hope you have a nice day

.・・. “offering” .・・.

— apollo/lester x fem!reader

Summary: apollo fell in love with you and that scares him, probably the only thing he can do about it is nothing. or not?

Warnings: none, I think. swear words? probably a little angsty.

A/N: hello gorgeous, you are the first to ask me so thank you. IN THIS HOUSE WE LOVE LESTER/APOLLO so don't worry, THERE WILL BE MORE (or i hope so) For now I will leave you with this small but cute one, I hope you like it and I LOVED reading you, if you have any others requests don't stop your precious heart.

Forgive me if it is not worthy of you. Kisses.

- From the other side of the milky way, María. 💙

☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

Apollo knew that falling in love with you could represent a danger, his love seemed cursed no matter the time and space where it flourished. He could rarely (or rather never) be happy with the person he loved, but he just couldn't help it and his human form made him nothing more than an embarrassing, clumsy, sweaty bundle when he was with you. Everything about the situation seemed wonderful (and tragic) to him, he didn't know when he had started to feel that way but his heart was beating as if it were the first time.

He tried-and really tried-not to make it obvious. You'd already risked getting into this mess with him and Meg, you'd saved his not-so-divine ass a thousand times, and now you got involved as his love interest? No thanks, he preferred you more as a human and not as a cute bush. Although he wondered what kind of flower you were? No, stop, he wouldn't create any more flowers with ex-lovers.

But your pretty eyes, your lips and, oh, that laugh that seemed like a melody composed by damn Mozart! Damn, he had a huge crush on you. And what was he? a skinny guy with a bird's nest for hair and acne problems, ugh.

Maybe the walk he was having with you around New Rome was the closest to what you would do as a couple, so Apollo began to daydream. He grabbed a flower from the flower beds where you were walking and held it in his sweaty hands.

He looked at you. How your hair danced with each step and you smiled as you saw how the simple everyday life of the locals resulted in something beautiful. The sun, gods! He used to be in charge of it and couldn't contain his jealousy towards the other gods for enlightening you with such grace.

Apollo rolled the flower on its stem with his fingertips and admired its pink petals.

Then, he slowed his pace and left you walking on your own. How it hurt. He just wanted to love and be loved.

Noticing his absence, you turned on your heel, kicking up a small wave of dust.

—Apollo? — You called him and he felt a crack appear in his human heart.

He looked up and walked towards you slowly. The sun was already setting, Ra would have already finished and he was surely laughing at him.

— Darling? — He responded, feeling the heat on his cheeks immediately. Flirting wasn't so easy for him anymore, yet he kept trying.

You snorted and gave a small smile.

— Again with that.

Wanting to brush aside your mockery, he approached you and placed the flower behind your ear. Hearing no complaints, he gently placed his hand on the back of your head and kissed your forehead. At least his father hadn't given him an embarrassing height to achieve that.

His heart raced and he tried to keep your cheek resting on his chest hoping you could hear his heartbeat. A silent way of telling you what felt for you, would you have understood?

You straightened gently making you face each other and the breeze suddenly caressed both of you. Apollo's tangled brown curls played with the flurry of his twirling and framing his blue eyes. He looked so young but his essence emanated the ancestral, it was like admiring those museum pieces but raw. You felt so bad about yourself.

How can you fall in love with a god? The answer was short: You couldn't. You shouldn't.

You shouldn't have.

The breeze brought with it small particles of dust that made your eyes blink suddenly to cover the discomfort, however, a few seconds after noticing it, Apollo raised his hand and diverted the wind from your face. A gentle and terribly sweet act.

You both navigated simple moments like that but you couldn't see them taking you anywhere. So what did it matter? Before it all ended and broke your heart, you would live to mourn it.

Your hand wanted to travel to Apollo's cheek but you only managed to leave a ghost of your touch. Despite being familiar with him and playing bad jokes on him, it still seemed unreal to be able to touch him in such an impetuous way. You stood on tiptoes and gave him a small kiss on the lips.

The surprise of the act unbalanced him and he stumbled. He blinked repeatedly and his cheeks flushed.

— That was...?

— An offering.

It was probably towards the wrong god but Apollo didn't care if only the present mattered. More so if it was one with you.

#maría's shared dreams☆｡ﾟ✧ #apollo #lester papadopoulos #lester papadopoulos x reader #apollo x reader #toa #pjo hoo toa #percy jackson #lester x reader

[nebbyy]

Lester Papadopoulos/Apollo x reader - It's Over, isn't It?

A/N: okay so a few weeks ago I was listening to the song “It’s Over isn’t it” form the Steven Universe series and this scenario came to my mind, so I thought I’d just make it a fic! For this piece I didn’t see a point in assigning a gender to the reader, so we go with gender neutral all the way😎😎(neither your godly parent is specified since it doesn’t really add anything to the plot, so you can choose whichever you prefer)

PART TWO IS HERE

Warning: insecurity, jealousy, angst (WITH comfort tho), mentions of suggestive activities

Word count: 3209

You kinda hate yourself right now, and you hate yourself because you are so angry right now.

Well maybe angry is an exaggeration, but still, you’re really, really upset.

And you know you should be anything but upset right now. I mean, the love of your life finally has the chance to go back to his home in the Olympus, regain his honor and his status as a god. Those were all good things that you should be ecstatic about, right?

Well, wrong.

Just thinking of it made you feel like you could throw up at any moment. Thinking about the fact that Apollo. Because, what will be of Lester, your Lester?

Your whole relationship had started because he wasn’t Apollo. He wasn’t the tall, tan, handsome and all mighty God of the Sun; he was just a normal teen, whose only things that made him stick out were his acne, his clumsiness and a somewhat nice voice. His mortal condition didn’t even give him a single chance to act in his usual exaggerated, narcissistic self. He had to start off from the start, build a personality that wasn’t based on his godly qualities, but on something more real.

And in that situation he found himself in, with his new eyes he had seen you, and you truly seemed like a deity to him. 

How could you be anything less to the rest of the world, he thought. You were your godly parent’s greatest hero, you were liked and admired by most campers both because of your victories and your looks. And he spent oh so many nights fantasizing about taking you back with him in Olympus, giving you the godly status that should be rightfully yours. But hell, with the body he’d found himself in he’d barely the courage to come up to you to talk.

He told you so many times how absolutely surprised he was when he found out that you actually liked him back, even if he looked like any 17 year old loser, his actual words. And you remembered too, how his voice was so shaky as he tried to muster up a coherent sentence, how his cheeks shone a bright red, how his hands were trembling as you took them into yours and his palms sweating. But in your mind, that was more beautiful than any sonnet, any haiku, any poem, any grandiose, Apollo-like gesture. Because that was Lester, not Apollo; and in your eyes, Lester’s awkwardness was what made him stand out, because it was purely genuine.

Now ever so often you wonder, if he used to feel like you’re feeling right now, like you’re no match to the person you love. You look at your reflection in the mirror of the bathroom, and the mean joke that played your mind made you highlight all the flaws you could spot in yourself. All things that a god could never accept in their lover. You feel so wrong, so flawed that you just wish you could turn yourself into mud and reform your appearance completely.

Gods, you’re being ridiculous right now, you think, you just want to slap yourself in the face and yell at your reflection to get a grip goddamnit! You’re one of the greatest heroes of your time, you survived two wars, you can’t possibly draw the line at a failed relationship with a god. 

At one point someone might think: but why are you so opposed to the idea that your boyfriend is finally becoming a god once again? How ungrateful can you be??

But the point is, you know damn well that the whole point of the creation of Lester was forcing Apollo into a form that would’ve been the total opposite of who he is.

Because Apollo is naturally flirty and superficial, he loves to love and be loved, and he pursues anything and everything that he finds beautiful. But he got bored easily of his love conquers, hence why he has so many kids. So in your mind, it was only natural that as soon as he was back to normality, he’d grow tired of you and move to the next mortal that piqued his interest, maybe even leaving you a single parent to a new demigod.

That’s why you couldn’t stop that nagging feeling deep into your core, as you walked out of your cabin, hearing all the girls already speculating about how beautiful, handsome, shiny and dashing Apollo will be once he goes back to his form. “And who knows, maybe he’ll set his eyes on some of the friends he made in here” squealed a girl, from which cabin you did not know nor care. Her friend replied: “Yeah I mean, ain’t no way he’s gonna keep staying with the same partner forever. I mean, come on, he’s Apollo!” They both giggled like school girls, then kept gossiping about something else, but you did not care enough to keep eavesdropping their whole conversation.

You really hated yourself for being like this right now.

Of course, you know that those two girls meant no harm, it wasn’t their fault if they knew just as much as you did about Apollo’s tendencies. And about that you’re already came to terms with, but there’s something else you hate yourself for…

You stopped reaching out to him. Or even worse, you even started to avoid him. 

Not also him, but your friends and siblings as well. You closed yourself off of everyone else in your life, opting to spend your free days in Camp by yourself, whether it is in your cabin, sparring or all alone in your favorite spot in the forest.

Which is exactly where you’re directed to right now, as you put your headphones in your ears, wasting no time to press play and then abuse the volume up button to muffle any sound from the outside. You walk past the two girls, past another group of guys that were training with one another, and past your friends too, who you didn’t noticed as they were calling and waving at you to join them for a quick snack, leaving them rather confused and preoccupied as it seemed that you were stuck in a trance, locked out in another dimension of your own.

You didn’t even see Lester excusing himself from the group to subtly start following you wherever you were going.

It’s a quiet place, the one in the forest, protected by a thick layer of trees and bushes that makes it hard to reach it; but it’s worth all the climbing and scratches for the beautiful sight of a clear waterfall that fell right into a circular body of water, surrounded  by a rather big field of moss, so soft and fresh to lay on during the hot summer nights.

And so you did, letting yourself fall on that natural mattress, then closing your eyes to feel the light breeze on your exposed skin, and let the words of the song that’s blasting at full volume at the moment fill your ears, although you can barely focus on what they’re saying

It really seems unfair, all of this. That you thought you had fallen in love not with a god, but with a boy. Somehow forgetting that boy and god mixed in Lester, two sides of the same coin.

And maybe he forgot too, because every time the two of you were together, he suddenly couldn’t bring himself to think of the responsibilities that were waiting for him. With you, he forgot about his lost and very much missed abs and tan, he forgot about his chariot and his comfortable place in Olympus. Hell, you even made him forget about all his old lovers. It was really only you in his eyes, just as he was in yours. If only he’d ever told you all of this though…

Your mind keeps swirling in a million thoughts, until it fixates on one memory in particular.

You and him, alone on that very same spot in the forest. In a similar situation as you were now, too, with your crappy phone playing music softly in the background, as the the two of you laid together, one next to the other. You turn around to look at him briefly, only to find him already looking at you. “What, do I have something on my face or..” he just shake his head with the most lovestruck eyes you’d ever seen, batting his eyes slowly before looking at you once again, “I just really want to kiss you right now”.

Your eyes widen. His eyes widen. Did he really just say THAT?

Neither of you were sure how or why, thinking back to it, you wonder if it was his godly charm poking at the back of his head. But that didn’t matter at the time, the future in which he came back to his godly state seemed so far from you, it wasn’t even an option in your head.

Nevertheless, after the initial shock from his words, you silently answered him with a slow, almost numbed movement of the head, nodding slightly, almost scared that if you moved to fast you would’ve whisked him away, or that he could’ve changed his mind already.

But that nod was all that he needed before crashing his lips against yours, one of his hands flying to grab the side of your head, while the other stayed put on its place against the ground to keep him from falling on top of you.

The kiss was an absolute mess: teeth clashing, nose bumping against each other,... but it was perfect that way to you. You broke away from each other for a brief moment to catch your breaths, and you just look into each other’s eyes. With chests heaving, breaths mixing, you both started laughing, if only for a moment, a laugh of disbelief at what had just happened.

But that laugh didn’t last long before he moved his head closer once again, this time more slowly, more confidently. The kiss was in fact much less messy, your lips found their place against each other, the panic from before had morphed into pure butterflies in your stomach and fireworks in your eyes.

After a minute at most, you broke apart once again, but only for Lester to reposition himself on top of you in a more comfortable position. Your bodies closer than ever, you could feel everything of him….

What happened after still makes your cheeks flush red at the mere thought, but it also causes a frown to form on your face. Those times, when it was just the two of you are over. Maybe it was just a time of crisis that brought you two together, the shock from a morta perspective might have caused him to cling onto the closes person he could find. You can’t help but imagine Leste- Apollo in that moment, laying in the clouds of Olympus in a much similar scenario, maybe with a beautiful nymph or a smaller deity, or a mortal he laid his eyes on while he was on this earth-

“There you are! I should’ve known that if you’re not around you’re definitely in here.” If it were a normal, mortal voice, you wouldn’t have been able to hear it over the deafening high volume of the music blasting in you ears. But it wasn’t a mortal voice.

It was loud, it was melodic, it resonated in the air like the echo of the most beautiful of songs,…

You wouldn’t even need to turn around to know that that voice came from no other than Apollo. That’s right, he probably came back to his true form already. You can’t even imagine what a scene that would’ve been, to see the handsomely perfect god walking around Camp Half Blood, how many boys and girls had probably followed him around drooling over the sight of him. 

You wish you could just stay put, coldly dismiss him and let him go for what probably is the rest of your life and his eternity. But, curiosity gets the best of you, and you can’t help but turn around tentatively, eager to see what your boyfriend really looks like.

Your mouth quite literally hits the floor at the sight. Don’t get me wrong, you’ve always found Lester really attractive, but this.

This was something beyond the concept of handsome or beautiful.

This, him, was beyond what humans can perceive and comprehend.

Yes, you knew that his skin was tanned, but as he stood in front of you it seemed as if his body was made of bronze.

And yes, you also knew that his hair was blonde, but that didn’t make them justice. They flew, like rays of sun through a clouded sky.

Of his eyes you knew nothing about, but you were pretty sure at this point that no description could really depict just how deep, bright, captivating, alluring, even, they really were.

Your mouth quite literally hit the floor at the sight. Don’t get me wrong, you’ve always found Lester really attractive, but this.

This was something beyond the concept of handsome or beautiful.

This, him, was beyond what humans can perceive and comprehend.

Yes, you knew that his skin was tanned, but as he stood in front of you it seemed as if his body was made of bronze.

And yes, you also knew that his hair was blonde, but that didn’t make them justice. They flew, like rays of sun through a clouded sky.

Of his eyes you knew nothing about, but you were pretty sure at this point that no description could really depict just how deep, bright, captivating, alluring, even, they really were.

Your throat felt tight, your mouth dry, and your whole body gives you this tingly sensation. With all of your strength, you took a deep breath to try and calm yourself down, before mustering all of your strength to speak without a pathetic shaky voice. “I thought you were going back as soon as you got your body back.“

“Ain’t no way that I wasn’t coming to kiss my beautiful partner goodbye.” He grinned as he swiftly took a seat right by your side, propping himself on his elbow, his eyes never once leaving yours. You swore his smile was intoxicating, you’d say contagious even if the thought that this might’ve been your last moments together didn’t fill your mind with sorrow.

You wanted to protect yourself from this, detach your mind and heart from him before he does it first, leaving you with an aching heart and moving on with his eternal life.

You felt a hand come up to your cheek, holding it softly as the sweetest melody came from his lips, “I’m gonna miss you madly once I’m back there, you know?” At that, you can’t help the deep anger that fills you from inside, a feeling that expresses through icy, stinging words, as you turned your head away from his touch, “I’m sure you’ll move on in no time.”

He frowned. That wasn’t the reaction he expected from you at all, but he didn’t really take it personally, it was so obvious that there was something troubling you. “What do you mean?”

“I mean…” your voice is louder, a mixture of frustration and anger. But also so much sadness, that can be felt by just how strained the sound that came from your throat is, almost as if you were fighting back tears. You swallow hard, trying to recollect yourself, “I mean that you are a God, I am just a mortal. One of many. I’ve got nothing special to be remembered for, to be remembered by you for the rest of eternity. And Im okay with it, really. Our destinies were never meant to combine, I was just another one of your lovers.” As you spoke those last words you couldn’t help but let the tears flow from your eyes, those who always looked at Lester with a mix of love and mischief, now only filled with a never ending sadness.

Slowly, as to avoid scaring you off, the renewed god took your wet face in his warm hands, pulling you closer and wiping your tears off at the same time. Gently, he spoke: “My love, you couldn’t have said anything more wrong. You are special to me, and I could never forget you. In thousands of years that I’ve existed, no one had ever treated like you did, like I wasn’t a god. Sure, it was temporary and you knew I could’ve incinerated you as soon as I got back to… this.” He looked down, gesturing at his body, a sight for sore eyes that could’ve really made you unfocus on anything were you not so taken by your talk with Apollo at the moment. “But that didn’t stop you from treating me like we were equal. And I hated it, at first. I thought it would be part of my punishment. But as time passed, I realized that being your equal was the highest of honors I could ever get. You’re… you’re crazy strong, incredibly smart, unbelievably beautiful, way too kind for your own good, especially with those brats of the kids in this Camp.”

You giggled at his words, a consistent contrast with your tearful eyes and quiet sobs, “Some of those brats are your children too, genius.” “Well then it must run in the family.” You laughed again while shaking your head, but only for a moment before returning your full attention on the boy in front of you. He took the sign to continue.

“What I’m trying to say is, I don’t think I could ever be able to let you go. Over all the lovers I had through the years, which I’m sure you know are many, you’re the only one that saw me and treated me with true love and care. Not with fearful devotion, never fearing what I was capable of. I only ever saw this kind of love in Sally Jackson, and I mocked Poseidon for letting a mortal like many treat him so casually. But now, now I get it, and to be honest I can’t help but think that you’d deserve to be called a deity far more than many others who already are. Maybe even more than me. So I refuse to ever let go of this blessing that fate has given me. And if in order to do so I have to take your soul and put it on the sky above, to rest as a star forever by my side, so be it. But trust me you’re not getting rid of me so easily.”

You crumbled like a sand castle at his words, that he spoke with the very same tone, on the very same spot when you still called him Lester, and you promised to stick by each other’s side for the time you had left, only a few months before this whole encounter. You let your head fall into his broad chest, sobbing softly as you desperately clung to him. Your tears weren’t of sadness anymore, but of relief, for you had just been given the confirmation that your lover was still yours.You spent the rest of the night there, cuddling as close to eachother as possible as you rested in peace. 

The morning after, at dawn, when he had to officially go back to his daily duties, he begrudgingly got up from his place in your arms, placing butterfly kisses on your arms and neck, careful not to wake you. He left a little not right next to you, one that read: 

“I had to go, didn’t want to wake your pretty face this early in the morning.  Meet me here at dusk tomorrow, Forever yours,  A.”

It made you smile, seeing that note as soon as you opened your eyes, almost made you forget the lack of your boyfriend next to you,… and the yelling of your friends and siblings calling for your name in the distance.

You wasted no time walking towards those voices, and when they asked you just where the hell have you been all night, you just smiled and brushed it off, but everyone noticed how your usual bright self had mysteriously came back after days of brooding.

Hours later, you were calmly eating dinner with the other campers, laughing and talking and eating seemingly decent food. You were totally clueless as to where exactly Apollo was, but you guessed he was on his chariot, on his way to let the sun set and go to your secluded spot. But little did you know, he was in neither of those places. He was actually walking up to Zeus’ throne, tall and proud as he respectfully bowed to his father. “Apollo, I see it took you no time to get used to your old life once more. I trust you have learned your lesson.”

“Indeed, father. And I came here to thank you for it all. It was… better than I expected.” Zeus lifted a brow suspiciously, eyeing his son as if trying to make out what’s in his mind just by his appearance. “Mmh I hardly believe that you only came here to thank me for your punishment.” “Heh, you’re not wrong, father. I came here to make a request.”

“Depends. What is it that you desire?”

“How do you make a demigod immortal?”

#lester papadopoulos #my fic #angst #fluff #gender neutral reader #apollo #lester papadopoulos x reader #writers on tumblr #trials of apollo #percy jackson #meg mccaffrey #pjo apollo #apollo x reader #apollo x you #the trials of apollo

[papadoupoulous-lester]

meg: *gets claimed* leo: *dramatic gasp*shes a communist! y/n: LEO!

#leo valdez x reader #trials of apollo #lester papadopoulos x reader #meg mccaffrey #pjo #toa #inccorect quotes

[mountjude]

hi, if u still take fanfic requests can a ask for Lester from toa with an s/o (gender neutral or female) who is a daughter of Thalia, muse of comedy? Thank you!!

apollo with a child of thalia

@ofapollo @thedefinitivearticle

when you first met him

most likely at camp

ur joking around with meg and making her laugh

along with a bunch of his kids

and apollo comes over to see what the fuss is about

as soon as he sees you, he's literally starstruck

hes never been so flabbergasted in his very very long life

he definitely embarrasses himself

but in a cute way <3

he offers to shake your hand

its probably gross and clammy

"ohmygodsmyhandsaredisgusting"

you definitely find him amusing

most likely you made a little joke about him being nervous

he didn't know whether to be upset or laugh along

(he for sure laughed)

he tries to make you laugh alot

alot of his attempts only get a little smile

you really laugh though when he isn't trying

he was upset he couldn't even make you giggle when he accidentally stepped in a bucket and toppled over and down a hill

only then did you fall over laughing

he just stared at you, until he started laughing too

you held a hand out to help him up

he grabbed it and pulled you down with him

now both of you were on the grass laughing so hard your stomach hurt

"i think I mistook you lester, you a natural comedian!"

"im glad you think so"

this was the real beginning of you relationship

he made a fool himself just to see your smile

but he soon got worried you only thought of him as a clumsy fool

when this happened he pushed himself away from you

when a child of his told you what was up you realized how fucked this waa

"he thinks you just like him bc he makes a fool of himself!"

"oooooh. shit"

you found him under a tree with his head in between his knees

"heeeey, lester!"

he looked up with an annoyed look on his face

"okay, so nows not the time for jokes I see. "

you sat down in front of him and held his clammy hands

even when he's pissed at you, he's still nervous around you

"listen lester, I didnt mean to fuck up this bad. I just thought we were playing around. but I see now that what I did was pretty shitty. I mean I knew you were doing it to make me laugh!"

he looked mortified, he thought he was so slick

"and I laughed along because I wanted to be around you! not because you were being dumb but because I really wanted to be around you! I didnt think you were making a fool of yourself, I just thought you were doing it to be close to me" you let go of his hands

it was quiet for a few minutes

"im in love with you, deeply, incredibly, majorly in love with you, y/n"

"okay this makes this whole thing alot easier"

under that little tree you shared your first kiss!

his kids were support of your relationship

they loved fuckin around with you too

"y/n and lester, sitting under a tree, k-i-s-s-i-ng!"

"SHUT UP!"

lester definitely still made a fool of himself, unintentionally

he was more openly flirty too

you could come out of your cabin with tangled hair, in pajamas, and sweaty and he would still think your the most beautiful thing he's ever seen

"well aren't you just radiant today, my love!"

"lester, I look like shit"

hes kind of nervous about his clammy hands

but he stills loves grabbing you hand from out of nowhere

he'll come up behind you and grab your hand !

"hand me that swo- FUCK - oh hi baby!"

hes in love with you

#toa #trials of apollo #jude stfu #lester papadopoulos imagine #lester papadopoulos #lester papadopoulos x reader #toa apollo #apollo x reader #apollo imagine

[bharatanatyampercy]

How'd you realize you love Apollo?How'd he realize he loves you?

alr, so apollo asked me out first, and i just said yea bc im like, ok, sounds cool, not bc i “loved” him, but he saved my ass in a fight lol, so im like “wow im in love”

for apollo, it was a lot more blunt. he falls in “love at first sight” ex: daphne and hyacinthus. so when he sees me talking (its me, so the subject is probably shirtless battinson) hes like ”that one. i want that one.”

oh god this is cringe and i sound like a pick me but… here it is! ty

also if u have more questions/comments drop them in the replies

#Asks #asks #apollo x reader #lester papadopoulos x reader #lester papadopoulos imagine

[franciswasteland]

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!!!!

#FrancisWasteland #heros of olympus #percy jackon and the olympians #trials of apollo #the trials of apollo #apollo #lester papadopoulos #heroes of olympus x reader #x reader #gn!reader #pjo fandom #hoo fandom #pjo #HoO #toa #pjo hoo toa #the heroes of olympus

[audreyscribes]

Ω PJO DEMIGOD HEADCANONS: 🍀 TYCHE: Goddess of Fortune and Luck 🎰

Author's note: Hello everyone! In lieu of posting the major gods demigod headcanons, here is the minor gods version!As usual these headcanons will contain what it's like being claimed and what it's like for the respective god and cabin, followed by a small story between you, the reader, and the respective demigod of that god. Thank you for reading and please like and reblog! [PJO MINOR GODS DEMIGOD HEADCANONS MASTERLIST] Disclaimer: To new fans or strictly TV watchers of the PJO series, future spoilers for the entire PJO series books will be referenced. Read at your own risk.

When you get claimed, you literally feel like you won the lottery. Which in this case is being claimed by Tyche. Four leaf clovers begin to grow underneath your feet, there is an acorn in your pocket, there are hummingbirds and cardinals flying around you. 

“May the odds be in your favour”, these words are either a blessing or words of dread when a child of Tyche says it to someone. 

You have at least a lucky item. Every child of Tyche has a lucky item that ranges from conventional symbols of luck or your personal item. 

There’s word that items belonging to a child of Tyche are lucky but someone tried to take one without them knowing, and it only brought them really, really bad luck. By the time people figured it out, and they were told to give it back lest the bad luck actually kills them. All tokens belonging to children of Tyche are only lucky if consensually and explicitly given. 

On the other hand, the Aphrodite cabin and a few other romantics/literary folks out there do find it absolutely endearing at the story how one time, a daughter of Tyche took a lock of her own hair and gave it to a guy who was about to enter a competition, and won in her favour. It was like something straight out of a story about a medieval lady and her knight. 

Fortune favours the bold. The bigger the risk, the bigger the reward. You’ll get the luck and the reward, but at what cost? Everyone around you’ll balance you out and get all your bad luck.

I wouldn’t say the Nemesis cabin are your parallels nor are they your enemy or ally. Their mother’s domain is a disruptor of Fortune, bad and good, so Tyche has a connection with Nemesis. How this applies to you will depend, but let’s just say it’s not uncommon to have a child of Nemesis having a presence in your life. They’ll balance out the Luck basically. Which is why the Nemesis cabin is paired with the Tyche Cabin in Capture the Flag; to keep things fair for the other team.

When Palamedes offered the first set of dice that he supposedly invented, and given Tyche deals with chance, it’s not uncommon for you to own a set of dice. It can be a traditional set of dice, but as time goes on, it’s not surprising when children of Tyche start carrying around DnD dice. There is much debate if a child of Tyche is only allowed to carry one D20 ever. 

Never play Poker or bet against a child of Tyche. Even if you do play, DON’T BET. It’s a general warning to never bet because it’s not healthy and can be very risky, but against a child of Tyche? Prepared to lose in ways you didn’t know you could even lose. 

Children of Tyche often have skirmishes with children of Nike. Who will win? Absolute Luck VS Overwhelming Victory? This also brings in the fact that the Tyche Cabin and the Nike Cabin are to never ever be put on the same team. In the early days post-Titan war, all games and especially Capture of the Flag have been won by them in the most absurd, improbable way ever. Good thing at that coincidence, not only Artemis and Mr. D were watching, but also Hestia during that time because no one expected to see a flying catapult of burning artillery heading straight for the opposing team that was basically like mini meteors. One of said large shrapnels hit the lava wall, which caused a lava spill that headed for the opposing team, and also by extension, also the home team. Percy Jackson had to kick into overdrive using all his power to summon the water to absorb the impact and take out all the fire. The Demeter kids, Dryads and Satyrs were also not very happy, which made Mr. D unhappy. The Apollo cabin is still re-stocking their supplies from the non-lethal casualties. The Athena and Hephaestus cabins are still doing repairs and renovations. Good thing the Tyche children have a lot of money; probably for these reasons. 

When you get claimed, you can hear something like the sound of winning the lottery. There are dings, and ringings, while birds are flying around you and four leaf clovers are sprouting underneath your feet. You then saw a girl with fierce almond eyes look at you as she made her way over to you.

 “Hi! You must be the new child of Tyche!” she said while approaching you. 

“Um, yeah I am! And you are…?” you asked a bit hesitantly. 

“I’m Chiara Benvenuti, daughter of Tyche and cabin leader of the Tyche cabin! Nice to meet you!” 

You introduced yourself to her as she looked around a bit suspiciously before guiding you away towards a direction, leaning close to you as if to whisper something. You were confused what she was doing before she spoke, 

“Do you have a lucky item?” she asked quietly. 

You stared at her for a moment before I clicked. “Oh! Oh yeah, yeah I have it. Wait, do all children of Tyche have one?”

Chiara nodded, shaking her charm bracelet. “Yeah, every child of Tyche has a lucky item or an item significant to them that it acts as if it’s a lucky item to others. As cabin leader, I need to tell you to keep a good eye on it or keep it out of other’s hands.”

“Wait why?” you asked as you were approaching the Hermes cabin. 

“Back during the early days, when everyone was still adjusting to the minor gods’ demigods, someone once took a child of Tyche’s item, which turned out to be their lucky item. Instead of bringing them luck, it brought incredible misfortune that just got worse and worse and started to affect everyone else. Ever since then, all lucky items belonging a child of Tyche are kept close.”

“Oh…wow” you said as you began to sweat incredibly. “Then uh, I better hurry back to the Hermes cabin then-” you laughed nervously.

“Go, go! I’ll wait for you!” said Chiara, but was laughing though. 

You rushed over to the Hermes cabin, some of the native cabin members greeting you and asking you what the hurry was about. Then when you said you were claimed as a child of Tyche and went to get your lucky item, everyone immediately paled and the cabin was in chaos as they were all patting themselves down and were dumping your stuff onto your bed, hands raised up in mercy. 

You just stared at them all, realising that the children of Hermes had stolen some of your stuff without your knowledge and you only knew because they were relieving themselves of their stolen work like it was acid because they knew about the children of Tyche incident, that your cabin leader just told you about. You looked at your missing stuff, your bag that actually had your lucky item, before looking at them and slowly said, “Where’s the rest of them?” 

Chaos further exploded as the children of Hermes started yelling at the others to relinquish their spoils while some others ran out of the cabin to get the other children of Hermes outside to be extra sure. Bit by bit some of your other stuff came back, but they were very minor things like a chocolate bar or something. Still-

The cabin was still in chaos and you couldn’t help feeling a bit satisfied and giddy at the sight before you. You saw another camper and one you recognized as Damien White, the cabin leader of Nemesis, come in, confused as they carefully navigate between the crowds, just barely missing two campers going at each other when one realised they had stolen the other’s stuff. The two made their way closer to you and you recognized the other camper as your bunk-mate and growing friend, as you both arrived at around the same time. 

“What’s going on?” they asked as Damien didn’t seem fazed. 

“Oh, I got claimed as a child of Tyche just now and when they found out, they started to giving back my stuff and I may have eluded that some of my other stuff is missing-”

Damien let out a cackle and nodded, as the other camper seemed confused. “Nice” before he gestured to the other camper, “Is this your stuff?” when they nodded, he grabbed it and made a move to leave, “I’ll take your stuff back to the cabin first. Take your time saying goodbye” 

You looked at the other camper as Damien walked back into the chaos and out the door. “Wait, did you just get claimed too?” you gaped in surprise. 

“Ah yeah, just got claimed by Nemesis” they replied. 

“Wow, what are the odds!” you said before the two of you begun to share your experiences with your claim. Eventually with your belongings all accounted for, you bid goodbye to the Nemesis child, promising to catch up later, before bidding the Hermes cabin. You pretended you didn’t see the sigh of relief from them as you giggled. You only made a few steps forward, seeing Chiara first and you went to tell her you were done till you saw her arguing with Damien White. The two were heated as people were watching them. 

You went to see what was going on but Damien and Chiara were yelling and arguing with each other so fast, their foreheads practically touching as they were in each other’s face. You stood behind with your stuff, fiddling with it, unsure what to do but at the same time you weren’t that keen in getting whatever that mess was. With the possible thought of a cabin war on the horizon, you steeled your nerves to get in between them until you saw a guy with brown hair and blue eyes touch your shoulder stopping you. 

In shock you turned to him as he gave you a sun-filled smile, and your nerves turned hot, before he gave you a wink. “Don’t worry, I got this” he reassured before sauntering over with a finely sung hum before clapping to gather their attention with the beat. “Alright you two lovebirds, that’s enough~”

“Who are you calling lovebirds?!” Damien and Chiara yelled and turned their heads towards the boy in perfect synchronization. Their temper immediately peaked and dropped as they blinked and looked at the boy in surprise. “Wait, Lester?”

“Hi! How are my two favourite child of Nemesis and Tyche doing?” greeted ‘Lester’ chirpily. 

“What are you doing here?” asked Damien. 

“Well, I was here to visit and lo and behold, then I find out you two are arguing with each other as usual. While not an uncommon scene, you two better stop before you worry your new siblings into thinking they have to participate in a cabin war” said Lester with an amused grin. The two cabin leaders blinked in realizaiton before their eyes turned to their respective siblings. 

The new child of Nemesis walked over as Damien and Chiara were off being a bit embarrassed as Lester winked at you. “Don’t worry about them. They do this all the time but they hardly hate each other as you might think” he said with a teasing tone, before he looked at the two of you. “But really, the chances of a child of Nemesis and child of Tyche being claimed on the same day and being so close to each other…I have a feeling the two of you could be a great pair.”

“Wait, why?” you asked confused. 

“Nemesis is a disruptor of fortune, bad and good, and Tyche is connected with Nemesis because of it. As you can see,” he gestured to your cabin leaders, “This also extends to their children.”

“Wait, how do you know this for sure? Who are you?”

“Ah, I forgot my manners. “My name is Lester Papadopoulous, nice to meet you.”

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[cabinofimagines]

Day six; corn/mirror/death maze

something something emotional about new book being titled percy jackson and the olympians something halloween something 

hope you enjoy!

Pairing: PLATONIC Jason Grace & Frank Zhang x gn!reader (Cameo’s of Lester, Meg, Thalia, Percy, Annabeth, Leo, Nico and Will)

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: I suppose canon compliant violence and some cursing. Terrible corn puns. 

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-Asnyox

Some might wonder; how does one grow a cornfield within a week? For those smart enough to understand that you do not ask these questions in the world of Gods and myths, the answer would not be given. For those stupid enough to ask this question out loud, as you are with your teammates for the death maze, you would be condoned to Jason Grace; the newly found agricultural academic.

You see, somehow Jason had found out about the corn/mirror/death maze, and he figured that the best way to win is to know everything about corn, and to the extend corn mazes.

“Did you know that the first corn maze is believed to be created in 1993?” Jason eagerly said as you were blindfolded. You see, instead of the maze having an entrance and a finish, the hunters were to put each team in a random spot in the maze. It was then up to the teams to escape. “The best fertilizer for corn is nitrogen and phosphorus, but I think they got children of Ceres and Demeter to grow this corn.” Jason had been going at this for the past 30 minutes as soon as you were paired with him and Frank. Frank hummed in response to everything Jason had been saying, seemingly not minding the corn infodump, you however were getting exasperated.

“Hey! Don’t worry Jace, I also got a corn fun fact!” you were happy they couldn’t see your shit eating grin right now, “Did you know that corn is also called maize, because it is easy to get lost in its incredible flavour?”  This time you heard Thalia who was driving the card groan loudly.

“And Colonel Cornelius Cornwall, how is this information going to help us?” You asked Jason and you heard Frank stifle a laugh. It was comforting to hear the people around you as you were carted away further into the maze.

“I don’t know but it might-“ Jason sighed, “Look, I barely had anything to do in the past few days and then I fell down a rabbit hole of corn.”

“I think you got lost in a maze of corn, Jason.” Frank joked and you laughed. You heard Jason groan.

“Okay that’s enough I am just going to drop you guys here.” She said as she stopped the cart, “I will not take any more of these jokes.” As she helped you off the cart, she reminded you to wait with removing the blindfolds until the starting bell rang.  

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It had been five minutes since the bell rang. You had underestimated how a corn/mirror/death maze would involve each of these themes. When you removed your blindfolds, you were in an actual mirror maze. However, some mirrors were randomly forming spikes, which they then would shoot out.

Before you could figure out how to navigate this, the entire mirror maze was destroyed by plants.

“COMING THROUGH!!” you heard the shrill voice of meg scream as thick vines busted through all the mirrors. For a second you saw Lester, clinging to one of the vines, tears streaming down his face as he screamed. Then, it was all gone.

“What just happened?” You asked as you looked at Frank and he shook his head.

“The war has started, let’s get going.” Frank straightened his back and turned to Jason.

“Not so fast.” Nico’s voice spoke from behind you. Suddenly, skeletal arms grabbed your, Frank and Jason’s legs. Nico walked around you and he smiled.

“It’s revenge for the flour, (Y/n).” Will explained for his boyfriend, “Sorry, I tried to convince him not to.”

“I’m not sorry, see you later.” Nico grabbed Will by the hand, and shadow travelled away. Almost immediately, victory bells sounded.

“He shadow travelled to the finish.” Jason gaped and you laughed.

“Why am I not surprised? Let’s get out of here though.”

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Eventually, you managed to get lose from the skeletons, only to enter the official corn part of the maze. Sometimes you heard screams from far away, and you truly hoped that it was just the hunters scaring the participants and not actual screams of terror.

This hope was proven to be in vain, as you were faced with a small, yet menacing mechanical minotaur.

“Oh, so that is why Leo was making these,” Jason noted, before you were forced to run. Jason was leading the way- taking turns every so often, but you failed in shaking the minotaur off. You didn’t have the tools to fight it- but you were getting tired of running.

Suddenly there was a wall, a second later, there was a minotaur in front of you.

“(Y/n)!” Frank pulled you back and blocked the hit of the minotaur with a shield. You looked behind you and saw more weapons on the floor. However, before you could grab one the minotaur collapsed, showing a heaving Percy, Annabeth not far behind.

“Who-“ Percy took a deep breath, “the fuck decided to put monsters in here! I just wanted to celebrate Halloween!” Percy angrily glared at Frank.

“Thank you for saving us!” You yelled, and Percy just did a peace sign in return, not looking back.

“The maze was all hunters!” Frank put his hands up in defence, still shaken by the minotaur, “Neither Hazel nor me planned this! We just agreed to letting them use the field!”

“Fair enough,” Percy grumbled as he stepped back and turned to walk away.

“I do not want be here anymore.” Percy sighed.

“We’ll get out faster if you don’t complain, seaweed brain.” Annabeth teased him as they went on their way.

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Would you have liked that to be the end? Well that’s too bad, because you noticed smoke coming up from the corn not too far away from you.

“Gods Leo is making it the burning maze.” You worriedly looked around, none of the corn around you was on fire for now.

“I feel like I might die if we don’t make it out quick.” Jason said, “I could fly up to see how we get out?”

“And give away our position?!” Frank screamed, frantically trying to calm himself, “Jason, I am sure that even more danger would come from that.”

“If I get hit, then so be it!” Jason laughed half-heartedly, “A bit of self-sacrifice is a part of demigod life.”

You send Jason a horrified look. Frank seemingly was in the same boat as you as he hit Jason on the head.

“You are going to therapy, Jason,” Frank sighed, “As your praetor I command it but also as your friend. Don’t say those things out loud, please.” Jason half nodded in response.

Eventually you made third place in escaping the corn/mirror/death maze! Nico and Will were first, Meg and Lester second. Percy had heard your commotion and gladly took the newly made path that you left behind, telling Annabeth that he would never again participate in games organized by the hunters.

“You know what, I am done,” Frank stretched his arms above him, “Time to take one from Meg’s book, get on we are leaving.” As Frank transformed into a bear you realized his plan.

“We better hold on tight,” Jason warned you, as he grabbed the back of your jacket. Frank did not hesitate and started running straight through the corn walls.

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[ungodly-amounts-of-godly-trauma]

major bracket contestants

a whopping 64! see all the teams, the contestants, and the fandoms below. i likely won't be including who's in the teams in the polls due to character limits, but the fandoms will be there. if you want to suggest better team names, my askbox is open!

team greek mythology (greek mythology) consists of odysseus, io, and orpheus

team percy jackson (riordanverse) consists of percy jackson, nico di angelo, luke castellan, apollo/lester papadopoulos, and also the rest of the cast!

gabriel (ultrakill)

orel puppington (moral orel)

teams tma and apotheosis banded together to form: team be not afraid (the magnus archives and just roll with it: apotheosis) consists of jonathan sims, martin blackwood, peter sqloint, thanatos, rumi, and exandroth

quasimodo (the hunchback of notre dame)

volo (pokemon)

anders (dragon age)

team mechanisms (the mechanisms) consists of galahad and drumbot brian

team awakening (fire emblem: awakening) consists of robin and lucina

akito sohma (fruits basket)

jack kennedy (dayshift at freddy's)

kristen applebees (dimension 20: fantasy high)

team cookie run (cookie run: kingdom) consists of white lily cookie and pastry cookie

chosen one (animator-vs-animation 2-5)

the entire cast of midnight mass (midnight mass)

team charlie pc (jrwi: riptide and jrwi: fated) consists of gillion tidestrider and br'aad vengolor

matthias helvar (six of crows)

team genshin (genshin impact) consists of la signora, scaramouche, and kaeya

stanford pines, catra, and adora, banded together to form: team lets go lesbians (gravity falls and she-ra: princesses of power) consists of stanford pines, catra, and adora

zagreus (hades game)

team tgcf (heaven official's blessing/ti guan ci fu) consists of xie lian, qi rong, and he xuan. yikes

team real life (real life) consists of me, you, submitter, and submitter's dad

scp-096 (scp foundation)

team three houses (fire emblem: three houses) consists of all the characters especially byleth!

team free will (supernatural) consists of sam winchester, dean winchester, and castiel

seven brothers (obey me! one master to rule them all)

salem (RWBY)

beverly toegold (not another d&d podcast (NADDPOD))

raven (new teen titans)

team warrior cats (warriors) consists of hollyleaf, lionblaze, jayfeather, ivypool, dovewing, goosefeather, leafpool, shadowsight, and also the rest of the cats!

team steven universe (steven universe) consists of steven universe, pearl, and the corrupted gems

sister carpenter (the silt verses)

team botw (breath of the wild) consists of link and zelda

lloyd garmadon (ninjago)

all of the boiling isles especially hunter (the owl house)

jack harkness (doctor who/torchwood)

team we know the devil (we know the devil) consists of neptune, venus, and jupiter

the hollow knight (hollow knight)

hyness (kirby: star allies)

edward and alphonse elric (fullmetal alchemist)

casey jones jr (rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles)

the outsider (dishonored)

five pebbles (rain world)

town of hatchetfield (hatchetfield) consists of literally everyone!

the holy quintet (puella magi madoka magica) consists of homura akemi, madoka kamane, sayaka miki, kyouko sakura, and tomoe mami

yuna (final fantasy x)

arthur lester (malevolent)

aziraphale and crowley (good omens)

marble hornets cast (marble hornets) specifically jay, tim, alex, and brian

team critical (critical role) consists of kashaw “kash” vesh and vax’ildan

norman minecraft (ghost and pals)

team trigun and team traumageddon banded together to form: four gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, and atsushi nakajima but then they joined hands with yoo joonghyuk and kim dokja to form: six gays in a trenchcoat (trigun and bungou stray dogs and omniscient reader's viewpoint) consists of vash the stampede, nicholas wolfwood, chuuya nakahara, atsushi nakajima, yoo joonghyuk, and kim dokja

kfc dreemurrs (undertale and deltarune) consists of kris, frisk, and chara dreemurr

team princess (princess tutu) consists of ahiru and fakir

vector (yugioh)

nicolo di genova (the old guard)

team bible (the bible) consists of jesus christ himself and the devil aka satan aka lucifer!

niko (oneshot)

team mistborn (mistborn) consists of vin and sazed

MYSTERY CONTESTANT (mystery fandom) consists of many mystery people

#masterpost #(un)godly trauma #major masterpost #major bracket

[pumpkinbxtch]

Hi! Could you please do another lester x reader? Doesn’t matter what it’s about. There’s barely anything on this app😭😭

one penny is enough .⁠｡⁠*

— apollo x fem!reader

warnings: none

a/n: Hello, I have your back. Thanks for stopping by. Mwuah 💕

— Make a wish! — You gave those little hops with the tips of your toes and shook your boyfriend's shoulders.

— A wish? — Apollo said, fixing his gaze on that fountain. In the middle was a stone basin where the coins piled up with the others, he assumed that was the target to aim for.— Which god rules over this sort of thing?

You let out a groan and shook him impatiently.

—Lester! — He smiled hearing one of his names come out of your mouth. He turned fully to you and held you by the waist, his other hand traveled from your shoulder to the palm of your hand where you held the penny.

—I do it with...— He tossed the coin and heard the splash of water. He had hit the mark. — ...eyes closed, see?

Unlike what he expected, you frowned and gave him a gentle push with your body.

— You were supposed to wish for something, silly.— You pouted, watching your only shot settle with the other coins.

He held your body tighter and made you look into his eyes, his blue eyes like the sky above you.

— What else could I wish for when I already have you? — He smiled with a look full of love and gently bumped noses with you. You bit your lip and gently squeezed the fabric of his shirt.

— Liar, you forgot to ask for something.

He laughed and kissed you sweetly. He migrated his lips to your red cheeks to press another small kiss.

— I'm serious, what else could I ask for?

You pursed your lips and hummed as if thinking.

— I wanted to win the lottery.

Apollo brought his hand to his chest pretending to be offended.

— I can give you all the riches you want! — He extended his hand and conjured up a gold ingot. You wrinkled your nose.

— No, in cash.

And he turned the gold ingot into bills.

— With a little extra change.

And the sound of coins falling from his palm rang out instantly. Whatever you wanted, however you wanted it, he would give it to you.

You smiled triumphantly and took just one coin. Just what you wanted. Apollo realized you had used him.

— You could have just asked for one!

— And where's the fun in that? — You admired the gleam of the metal, pretending to ignore your boyfriend.

— I should have known! — He made the entire fortune disappear and crossed his arms.

You chuckled and handed him the coin again.

—Make a wish.

The blond looked at you tenderly. He had wasted your only shot and you were extending the coin to him again. He felt like he didn't deserve you.

He took a breath, closed his eyes, and then tossed it. Again he hit the mark.

— Did you wish for something?

— That we always be together.

#maría's shared dreams☆｡ﾟ✧ #pjo hoo toa #trials of apollo #apollo x y/n #apollo x you #apollo x reader #apollo #lester papadopoulos x you #lester papadopoulos x reader #lester papadopoulos #lester x reader #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians

[nebbyy]

Hi! Could you please do a part two to the lester/apollo x reader fic you posted?

Apollo x reader - Eternal Bonds

A/N: thank you so much for your request, anon! Sorry if this took a bit more than the time I usually take to write my fics, but as I said the past weeks have been really tiring for me🥹 

Anyway, I hope you like this fic, I personally like it better than the first part, but as always let me know your thoughts on it<3

Aaaand as always, painting is "Springtime" by Pierre Auguste Cot for anyone interested!

Summary: Having regained his immortality and prestige, all that remained for Apollo was to stabilise something in his life was one thing: you. It might sound easy, but he honestly would disagree.

Warning: it is implied that Athena has a great admiration for reader, but they’re not their child. This reconnects with my own personal thoughts on how Athena’s cabin should work, so the goddess’ relationship with reader in this fic should be seen as the same as hers and Odysseus’ (if you want further explanations on what their dynamic was let me know:))) Also I must say, I haven’t read any of the trials of Apollo books in ages so I took it as an occasion to interpret Apollo’s return to Olympus how I see it more fit to this little scenario of mine.

And lastly, not a warning but this fic starts just a bit before the end of the first part, if anyone was wondering:)

Word count: 3813 (longest fic yet omgg)

Apollo stood there, standing on the elevator that would take him home. How strange, he had dreamed of this moment for months, eager to return to his home and be welcomed as a glorious hero, with restored dignity, free of the mortal shell in which he had been confined all this time. He had imagined himself proud, tall and triumphant as he entered the gates of Olympus.

Yet as he stood on his way home, he could not prevent the continuous movement of his foot against the elevator floor. There was no trace in him of the security typical of a hero, in him at that time reigned only the same anxiety and nervousness that had characterized his mortal form. First it was Apollo inside Lester’s body, now Apollo had his body back, but Lester was inside of him. That Lester had become an integral part of him? Or maybe it didn’t add up, maybe it was always there, unable to make its voice heard under the omnipresent spirit of Apollo.

Okay, maybe he was rambling, but he couldn’t help it when he felt like his nerves were about to make him explode!

The point was, he wasn’t just going home, he was going to convince his father, the king of the gods, the exact same person who kicked him out of Olympus, to make the love of his life immortal so that he could stay by his side for eternity. It was not a situation in which one could easily remain connected to reality.

Finally, the elevator slowed down its run, until it stopped completely and opened its doors with a characteristic "ding".

Slowly, one step at a time, Apollo stepped out of the elevator and advanced to the throne room, walking up the path that would take him directly there. His performance had an air of regal composure, but it was nothing more than a method of masking his tense nerves. He walked until he reached the first areas inhabited by the Olympians and some other immortal creature.

"Apollo? I didn’t know you were already back. We thought it would take you millennia to make it up to Zeus!!" He hadn’t heard it in a while, but there was no way he could ever forget the sound of Nike’s voice. The winged goddess came to meet him flying curiously, also attracting the attention of the entities that had not paid attention to the scene so far.

Some approached, recognizing the face of the beloved god, while others ran to announce his return to the major gods. First came Hestia, who with that loving family attitude, embraced him gently. "Oh Apollo, you were so good! I never doubted you could do it." 

"I can’t say that with as much confidence, but I must congratulate you, Apollo, you have exceeded all my expectations." It was the authoritarian voice of Athena who spoke, who wore a smile on her face, a more unique than rare event. Apollo was so surprised by this unusual compliment from her that he hardly paid any attention to her questioning his chances of success.

For a moment he felt his eyes almost come out of his skull when a large hand was planted on his shoulder to pat him. " Well done, little brother, aren’t you as soft as you look, eh?" Massaging his shoulder, Apollo smiled faintly at the mountain that was his half-brother. "Thanks, Ares, it means a lot I guess..."

He was about to receive the coup de grâce, if it were not for Aphrodite, unconscious of her intervention, she had put herself right in the middle, affectionately placing one hand on Apollo’s shoulder while the other not very secretly found place in that of Ares, to the delight of Hephaestus who observed snorting away from the scene, but thumbs up at the sun god to express his joy.

He didn’t know how long this lasted, or exactly how many gods surrounded him at that point, but when Nike was about to hold a banquet in his honor he couldn’t control his reaction: "No wait!" His tone sounded so panicked that he caught everyone unawares. For a moment the gods almost had the sensation of speaking a mortal, so much his voice had squeaked in the air. Realizing that he had drawn even more attention to you, as if it were even possible in that situation, he gently shrugged his shoulders, to mitigate the gaze of the Olympians his nerves more tense than ever.

"Um I-" he made a false cough to try to regain his posture before starting to speak again, illuminating his companions with a dazzling smile, "sorry, mortal’s pollen, am I right? Anyway, much as I would be... ecstatic to attend a banquet, I’m afraid I must first have a discussion with Zeus about some... matters of utmost urgency! If you’ll excuse me, now.”

With little pomp, he made his way through the crowd stunned at his unusual behavior. "Poor thing, the Earth has changed him." Someone shook their head resigned, someone else did not even notice his abrupt exit, simply saying goodbye and congratulating him as he got smaller and smaller in the distance. The attention to him lasted just before each god went for their merry way. After all, when you have a whole eternity to live, there are few things left for you for a long time.

Everyone resumed doing what they were doing before Apollo’s return, all except Athena. It was in her nature to predict the rival’s moves- or rather, the moves of anyone around her. She may not have been born with the ability to see the future, but her intellect allowed her to come to conclusions almost as apt as an oracle. Silent as night, he followed the solar god, whose aura seemed to be clouded by some heavy burden.

The closer he got to the heavy bronze doors of the throne room, the lighter his head felt, as if his brain had gone numb. He was mathematically certain that he had NEVER felt so nervous in his entire existence. Not even his many figures in human form could compare to how he was feeling at the time. But it’s not like he could back out now, not after all the way he’s come, not after promising you not to leave your side. Not now, that had arrived in front of the doors.

He didn’t even have to knock, or announce his own name. No use, Zeus was waiting for him. Apollo took a breath, pumping his chest to emulate some sense of confidence before making his way into the vast hall. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked around and looked at the empty thrones, each with small inlays reminiscent of its owner. He passed by his own throne, and a sense of longing pervaded him to the thought that in no time he would have sat there again. Maybe you could convince Zeus to put a similar throne for you next to his own..

No, stay focused, Apollo, first of all he had to convince Zeus to make them immortal in the first place.

Without even realizing it, he was so taken by his own thoughts, he had reached the end of the room, finding himself a few feet from the king of Olympus. Now he could not afford to show himself weak, fearful. Come on, it had to come easy for him, he was also the god of the theater after all! As if a thread pulled him from above, he felt himself erect tall and proud, his chest out, his muscular back straight; a slight halo of light surrounded him, reconferendogli a little of that shine that has always distinguished him from the rest of the gods. He smiled at his father before bowing down gracefully. "It’s good to see you again, Father."

“Apollo, I see it took you no time to get used to your old life once more. I trust you have learned your lesson.”

“Indeed, father. And I came here to thank you for it all. It was… better than I expected.” Zeus lifted a brow suspiciously, eyeing his son as if trying to make out what’s in his mind just by his appearance. “Mmh I hardly believe that you only came here to thank me for your punishment.” Okay, even if he had second thoughts, it was DEFINITELY too late to back out. Yet despite the seriousness of the situation, Apollo no longer felt the same anxiety that had accompanied him throughout the climb to Olympus. He felt powerful, confident in his words, in his actions, but above all confident in you. He knew that if ever there was a mortal worthy of immortality, it was most certainly you. He looked up at his father, this time his smile had become less dazzling, almost a little nervous.

“Heh, you’re not wrong, father. I came here to make a request.”

“Depends. What is it that you desire?”

“How do you make a demigod immortal?”

Total silence fell in the room. The expression of Zeus was intelligible, and not being able to read the true emotions of Apollo, moreover in such a silent environment did not help to calm his nervousness. Zeus slowly blinked, covering his icy eyes for a moment before opening them again as he breathed in just as slowly. " Few mortals have earned the gift of immortality throughout history. He must deserve that honor with out-of-the-ordinary feats," he paused, as if to reflect, then resumed speaking, in a neutral but glacial and authoritative tone, "this is not impossible, but I count on one bare hand how many times a mortal has been added to the abode of the immortals over the millennia."

"I am aware of this, Father, and that is precisely why I believe that the person I speak of is the most deserving of this honor." Zeus did not answer. Not immediately, at least. He seemed confused and intrigued at the same time, as if he had not expected such a response. " My son, what do you mean by that?" Apollo could not avoid the smile that spread on his face having an opportunity to talk about your countless qualities, which in his eyes were endless. It was one of his favorite activities even when he was mortal, actually.

"You see father, they are a demigod of qualities worthy only of an immortal god. They are strong and wise, although they are still at a young age. They fear nothing but the limits imposed by Olympus, which they have served since the day they set foot inside Camp Half-Blood."He took a little dramatic pause, perhaps expecting to be interrupted by the divine father, but he gave no sign of wanting to intervene in words; he preferred to remain silent, peering at his son while he justified his reasons for satisfying his will.

"And they are beautiful, Father. They shine with a beauty far beyond that of an ordinary mortal. Even on the battlefield, soiled with blood and filth of all kinds, their beauty always resembled that of Aphrodite and Eros and all the gods of all the Pantheons of this world who possess the gift of supreme beauty." To this the father could not suppress a snort of derision, not trusting the words of the son in fact of beauty, "If I remember well such words were spoken by you also for Hyacinth, and before him Daphne, and before her still such a long series of river nymphs and mortal beings that I lost count."

Apollo lowered his head in resignation, sighing gently before looking up to speak again, "I realize this, Father, but I mention their beauty only because it would be a crime against all that is right to omit. However, it remains only one of the many qualities that characterize them, which none of my past lovers can say. But that is not the greatest reason why I consider them worthy of immortality."

"Speak openly then, you know I don’t like to wait." The blond-haired god nodded and took another step towards the king of the gods, his eyes even brighter than before, inflamed by his longing desire to obtain what he most desired in his entire existence. You, at his side. Forever.

"You see, they have done a great service to the goddess of wisdom and the manual arts. They have done the will of Athena and have done such glorious deeds that they have increased her honor. I myself was able to attend only some of their quests, but I assure you that they were so great as to justify the support and blessing of a goddess so hardly affable." To these words, Zeus seemed completely incredulous. In Olympus it was well known that Athena was the beloved daughter of the king of the gods, who always kept her close to him and always made all her will an uncompromising law. It seemed impossible to him that any mortal had been able to win the favor of the goddess, and he strongly doubted the veracity of Apollo’s claim.

The young god opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by a voice echoing from behind him, "As much as the idea of supporting Apollo’s petty whims, this time I must agree with him." Athena had followed Apollo to the throne room, suspicious of his strange behavior. He had to be honest, Apollo literally had no idea what to say at that moment; he did not expect to get to that point with his interview and certainly did not expect Athena’s support in his intent. But this was a real blessing, for she herself could bear witness to your worth.

She only gave him a scowling look, like a silent admonition to avoid yelling at him, pick up your mouth from the ground and be a god, genius! But his silver eyes were enough to relay the message, and after a moment Apollo had returned to his usual divine bearing. She blinked slowly before turning her eyes again to Zeus.

"Y/N Y/L is a demigod of undeniable quality, which also left me pleasantly surprised. It is true, they have diligently served Olympus and have especially served me, and I have let them fight in my name precisely because their wit deserved such honor. If only it were possible, I would claim them as my own child, for only twice in my existence have I met two mortal men of equal virtue, and those mortals were the king of Ithaca and your son Hercules, to whom you rightly granted immortality.

You know that I do not speak in vain when I express my opinion, and that is why I consider them worthy to also obtain the gift of immortality, especially when to these incredibly successful quests are added the love of a god and the admiration of another." 

Now Zeus observed the two with two comically wide eyes, mostly due to the unexpected intervention of Athena. Even Apollo could not hide his amazement from that sudden help, but he certainly did not complain at all. Three beats passed, then Zeus cleared his voice and I speak in a more serene tone than before, though still authoritarian, "Very well, if you yourself, Athena, consider this mortal worthy of so many honors I want to believe you. Your lover will be granted immortality, Apollo. This will happen at sundown, when you bring your chariot back here to Olympus. Lead them with you, and they can live forever here with you."

"Yes!!" Apollo threw a fist in the air for joy, a small habit he had taken in his stay on earth, but soon after he realized that perhaps it was not quite the right place to give free rein to his happiness, judging by the unimpressed face of Zeus, "Um, I apologize. I thank you father, for this wonderful gift. I assure you that you will not regret it!" He slowly stepped back as he spoke to him with the biggest smile on his face, extending his arms and bending his knees in a farewell bow. Zeus, for the first time in what seemed like centuries, smiled at Apollo and nodded slightly.

"Enjoy this concession of mine, my son, and may it remain in your mind as your reward for having demonstrated your qualities, even without the intervention of your divinity."

"I’ll never forget it. They’ll never let me!" With some other ceremonious thanksgiving, which they had little given the haste and irrepressible joy of the sun god, Apollo rushed down to Olympus, hastening as much as possible to reach his beloved in the place where they had met. He looked at a clock to see how much time he had left. 7 P.M., he still had some time left. He ran like a madman, until he saw the entrance of the familiar Campo approaching. He ignored everyone around him, his perplexed children, his disappointed fangirls, his friends not too surprised to see him running like a bullet through the field, with the biggest smile they’d ever seen on him. Only Meg had a vague feeling about what exactly happened, but even if she did, she didn’t say anything and just looked at him smiling before going back to her things.

Apollo entered the forest next to the Camp and continued to run. Lucky he was back in his cool form, if he was still Lester would have collapsed out of breath for half an hour. And then finally, he finally arrived at your rendezvous point. She found you there, gently lying on moss, slumbering from the weariness of the activities at the Camp and from the worries you had freed yourself of the previous day, in that exact same place, when you had finally found your beloved. Apollo was quivering, thinking how you would react to the awakening, among the golden blankets of his heavenly palace. What would you have said seeing your body invigorated and illuminated by immortality. What would you have felt seeing that his declarations of eternal love were not fallacious, but promises that he had dedicated himself body and soul to keep.

He gently picked you up, taking care not to wake you. He invoked his golden chariot and rode with you to your new home. He kept you close, as much as he was physically allowed by the confined space. The journey did not last long, being facilitated by the godly transport; once arrived right in front of the golden gates of the Apollonian abode, he took you back in his bridal style, leading you to his- your bed. You were stretched out just as he saw your skin begin to shimmer gently, its color gradually became richer and filled with eternally vital sap. He stood by your side, filling your neck and shoulders with kisses as he crouched behind you, eagerly awaiting your rebirth as a deity.

In the morning you woke up with a strong light that dazzled you. You thought it was Apollo, who since he had returned to his true form had regained all the lustre of his nature. But no, it wasn’t him; it was you, whose skin emanated a faint light that bounced against the various gold inlays that were in the bedroom. Yeah, you didn’t remember falling asleep in a bed, the last thing you remembered was lying in the forest moss while you waited for Apollo. Wait a minute, this isn’t even a room in Camp Half-Blood! 

You did it to snap up to the alert, but then you stopped when you felt the familiar touch of Apollo caressing your shoulder, sliding towards the back of your neck and passing through your hair, which had been twice as long as the day before. Normally you would have yawned, but it didn’t seem physically possible to experience any fatigue in the state you were in. You felt... almighty. You finally turned your attention away from your body and turned it towards Apollo, who was already looking at you with a loveless look.

"Good morning, beautiful." You smiled though still confused by the situation you were in. Tempting your luck, you took a sigh and then you spoke, your melodic, honey-sweet voice even though you just woke up, "'Chicken, where are we?"

"We are in Olympus my dear. I promised you that I would not forget you, that I would love you forever. And I meant every single word I said, which is why I had a little conversation with Zeus earlier, and well... let’s just say with a little help I was able to convince him to give you immortality." He said it with the biggest and most satisfied smile I’d ever seen on him, and meanwhile he hugged you and held you and caressed you all over his body, as if to confirm himself that all this was true.

You were utterly speechless, incredulous at what this god had just done in the name of love for you, but at the same time you felt a warm feeling pervading you from within, filling you with joy and happiness, as if that of him had infected you like a disease. You held your hands to his face and laughed in disbelief and said, "You’re the biggest crazy idiot I’ve ever met, Lester!" 

He laughed with you, feeling pervaded by this joy that moved him from within, almost pushing him to tears by the power of these feelings. Holding you tighter, she stroked your silky soft hair as she chuckled happily, "I guess you’ll have to get used to the gold and clouds here." " Still better than a bunk bed to share in five."

Laughing together, you held each other so long as you had time, before he had to take off and lead the sun across the sky. Before he got on the golden chariot, he touched your face with his bronze hands and kissed you gently. " I still can’t believe I’m gonna be able to kiss these lips forever, Y/N." You smiled at him before you grabbed him by the shoulder to push him towards you, and kissed him again. " Then hurry up and leave, so you’ll be back soon and I’ll have a chance to convince you that everything is real." Winking at him, he laughed loudly and heartily, a more melodic sound than any lyre or flute.

"Then I shall not be long in returning to your arms, my lord" And so he departed towards the horizon, and you smiled as you watched him disappear into the sky, thinking with satisfaction of the world that will look up to him with longing and admiration, knowing that he will never again stop for anyone but you, once his daily duties are over. 

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[papadoupoulous-lester]

lester: *writing toa(his journal)* y/n: hey what r u writing? lester: my journal y/n: can i see? lester: suree *after reading* y/n: *hugs him* you need therapy

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[mountjude]

hey, can i get clingy!reader w either god!apollo or lester!apollo

thank u bestie

also ur theme looks rockin

AH tyy lovey <3

lester with clingy! s/o

ohohoho

yeah he doesn't get that much physical affection

give him a big ol hug and he just won't let go

neither will u tbh

kiss his cheek and he'll melt

kiss his lips and hes RED

someone cuddle with this guy pls

honestly you might meet your match with this guy

laying together in bed like

you: im not getting up

lester: and u think I am?

clingy 2.0

yeah he's def clingy

he will take any affection u give him babe

oh your leaning on his back? piggy back ride!!

hugging him? guess he'll just have to continue chores later

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[luna-writes-stuff]

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Fics have a summary in the masterlists. Headcanons do not. * Female Reader (If not specified; GN!Reader)

Percy Jackson: - Enemies to Lovers trope - Percy's risking their own life to save his

Annabeth Chase: - Kissing headcanons with Annabeth *

Leo Valdez: - Leo with a s/o who's a child of Hermes - Leo with a s/o who's good with throwing knives - Lazy mornings with Leo - Physical touch headcanons with Leo - Leo Valdez hug and cuddle headcanons - Leo with a s/o with body dysphoria - Leo teasing his s/o during training - Leo with a shy s/o - Leo with an insecure s/o

- R.E.M Summary: Upon arriving to camp, you meet a boy who feels awfully familiar to you. As if you've met him before. You become close friends and help him out at bunker 9, even when he doesn't need it. But what happens when he finally dares to speak his mind?

- End Of The Day Summary: When Leo takes too long to come back from his workshop, you grow worried. Even more when he doesn’t return his calls. So the second he shows up at your doorstep, obviously injured from yet another fight, you immediately take it upon yourself to get him cleaned and taken care of. But all Leo really wants to do is lie down with you.

- Useless Trinket Summary: Having worked on a new project for two days straight, Leo eventually rushes to your cabin, claiming you should ‘fix’ his work. Even though you don’t know the first two things about mechanics, you try to soothe his mind, resulting in some sweet conversations.

- Distracting Shots Summary: When you finally have to agree on practicing bow and arrow tactics with Will, Leo comes to visit, doing his absolute best to distract you.

- Midnight Bakings Summary: When Leo knocks on your door in the middle of the night, you had expected it to be an emergency. Not for the undeniable need to eat some cake.

-Cruel Summer Summary: When you get hit by something invisible in a park, you (quite randomly, to your liking) invite three strangers inside to help patch you up. You had no idea one would swing by every night since then, an inexplicable force drawing the two of you together.

Lester Papadopoulos: - Lester with a mortal s/o - Lester's love languages

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[big-women-simp]

Hey!! I just started this page and wanted some ideas for starting off! If you send in a character and a color/theme I can do an edit/wallpaper for you lovelies! I also have never published my writing before, but if you send in a headcanon fluff request I can try my best! Here’s a list of the fandoms I write for:

avatar: the last airbender

legend of korra

percy jackson

heroes of olympus

the trials of apollo

marvel

voltron (up to season 3)

she-ra and the princesses of power

certain celebrities

magnus chase and the gods of asgard

the kane chronicles

twilight

harry potter

star wars

if you’re not certain that I write for something/someone feel free to ask!

#percy jackson x reader #annabeth chase x reader #jason grace x reader #catra x reader #adora x reader #magnus chase x reader #alex fierro x reader #leo valdez x reader #piper mclean x reader #reyna ramirez arellano x reader #thalia grace x reader #frank zhang x reader #hazel levesque x reader #nico di angelo x reader #will solace x reader #lester papadopoulos x reader #lavinia x reader #aang x reader #katara x reader #sokka x reader #toph beifong x reader #zuko x reader #mai x reader #azula x reader #ty lee x reader #korra x reader #asami sato x reader #lin beifong x reader #kya x reader #bolin x reader

[luna-says-stuff]

Percy Jackson characters as Splash Mountain photos:

#incorrect quotes #incorrect hoo #incorrect heroes of olympus #incorrect PJo #incorrect percy jackson #incorrect toa #incorrect trials of apollo quotes #lester papadopoulos #solangelo #Percy Jackson #Leo valdez #piper mcclean #annabeth chase #Frank Zhang #hazel levesque #nico di angelo #will solace #jason grace #incorrect hoo quotes #percy jackson x reader #leo valdez x reader #jason grace x reader #shit post