#lol leo looks like he is poking out of my hair---

[azucar-skull]

The best part about living on a small island all your life is that you are all a community and you all know each other.

And while yes, a secret is never kept for long...

Sometimes you get a free pizza.

#lol leo looks like he is poking out of my hair--- #pizza #support local businesses #they're superior

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hi luv! May I req for Leo falling for a mischievous (cat-like personality) demigo (maybe ares, idk) after she beats him while sparring so he continuously asks her to spar just to spend more time together (and maybe she knows it and just plays along, maybe tells him she’ll go on a date with him once he beats her?). Idk this was just an idea, thought I got. Do not feel pressured or anything obvs!

Heya this has been in my inbox for a while and I finally got a good idea lol cause I don't wanna be posting half assed WIP's. [this is also combined with a request for Leo Valdez x daughter of Athena reader I got a while ago btw]

Enjoy <3

love is stronger then everything [except Clarrise, of course] ---Leo V x Daughter of Athena reader

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Leo was a mastermind. 

Like, obviously you were the daughter of Athena, but he was the one behind it all. He was just… so smart.  It was unbelievable sometimes. Not to be big headed or anything, he was just the most intelligent person in the room.

Well, in this scenario, it wasn’t the room, it was the arena. And that’s about where his cunning brain cells decided to sit on the bench and do their nails with Piper. 

He’d tell them off later, if he ever survived the sharp eyed sharp edged girl in front of him who was somehow holding a war axe made of solid imperial gold over her shoulder like it was nothing. The sight of your arms distracted him of his incoming death momentarily, but then you just had to open your mouth. “

“Valdez, are you gonna spar with me, or was the six step official challenge at breakfast with a disco ball and three tonnes of strawberries for nothing?” 

“Four tonnes, actually,” he managed to squeak out, and then shifted his grip on the sword he’d borrowed from Jake, who’d only laughed in his face when Leo told him he’d challenged you.

Judging by the way you fiddled with your camp beads necklace and then swung the smooth golden axe stained with something remarkably similar to human blood, Jake was right. Leo gulped and stepped back, ready to scramble out of the way and clang his too big sword against the edges of the axe he only just realized were sharp enough to cut through bone. 

You seemed to pity him as well, which Leo didn’t appreciate, but at least you gave him a few extra seconds to scramble out of the way.

A moment later there was sand in his eyes churned up by your sneakers, the ones with little green string snakes as laces. He vaguely remembered snakes being a symbol of Athena, only that thought was scrapped when he had to step back to avoid having his skull split in half. 

Piper cheered sarcastically and passed Jason a leftover strawberry from this morning’s events. 

You spun around and the axe made a crater in the sawdust covered ground. Leo turned and half heartedly swung his hammer at your shoulder, but you dipped back and knocked it out of his hands in less then a second, leaving him defenseless. 

Leo launched himself backwards and felt his shoe skid on the ground, sawdust billowing up into his vision as gravity decided to ruin his day, and his dignity. 

He was contemplating just falling asleep right then and there, when a gray sliver appeared in front of him. He had to cross his eyes to identify the metal poking his nose as the tip of your war axe. Leo just got comfy on the ground, resting his hands beneath his head as you glared. 

Apparently you weren’t satisfied with the early defeat, gray eyes narrowed as you snapped. “What on Olympus was that, Valdez?”

“Me fighting?” He asked hopefully, squinting up as the sun angled itself behind you. He brushed away the thought that it made you look a bit like an angel, despite the frown on your face and the weapon at his throat. 

“Well you aren’t any good at it, so don’t bother,” you said, hooking the axe over your shoulder and marching off. “I have to go help Beth with the capture the flag plans.”

Leo huffed, blowing a strand of his curly brown hair out of his face and grinning up at the roof, which swirled a little. He might’ve bumped his head a little too hard, now that he thought about it. 

Then another face swam in front of him and Piper popped a bubble that smelt vaguely of grapes. She looked towards where you’d disappeared out the arena’s swinging double doors. “What in the ever loving fucknuggets was that, Valdez?”

“I liked their version better,” Leo grumbled, and sat up slowly, feeling his bones groan internally at him. “And it’s not my fault their fit. And strong. ANd have a huge weapon. And pretty eyes. And-”

“And a nice ass?” 

“Yep, especially in those camo pan- why are you looking at their ass?” Leo asked suspiciously. Taking a hand from Piper to get up properly. He stretched his arms above his head and tried to stop thinking about your butt. It didn’t really work very well, and then his thoughts skipped along to your thighs and the really cool scar along one and he missed half of what Jason was saying in between the smile he was trying to hide. 

That didn’t matter very much though, because Leo was struck with the best idea in the history of children born of the literal ideas god. Well, maybe that was Athena, not Hephestus, but your parents were a problem for later. Way later. Like when you’d decided Leo was more than just a rock stuck in your shoe.  

That was something he could work on though. 

He just had to impress you so much that you’d agree to go out with him. Building something cool would be the immediate option, but he built cool things everyday. It wasn’t easy, per-say, but it wasn’t a date-worthy achievement.  

Piper snapped her fingers in front of his face and Leo jerked his head back, “huh? Sorry I was just thinking…”

“About what? Finally giving up on-”

“Imma single handedly win capture the flag!”

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You handed out the last of the helmets, blue plumes dotting the crowd of demigods jostling around and yelling about lice and how their butterfly clips wouldn’t fit underneath the bronze. 

You chose to ignore those ones and turned back to the little canvas tent someone had dragged out from Bunker 9 to set up base in, even though it couldn’t be used during the actual game. You weren’t actually sure what the point of it was, but Clarrise deemed it necessary, and you decided not to argue with her, in the interest of living.

The Athena cabin had managed to swoop in and ally with the Ares cabin before Connor got there, so you managed to rein in the help of Butch and his siblings [which meant that the Red team would have quite a few problems involving pegasi droppings in the hours to come], the two twins of Nike, the Dionysus and Hebe kids, as well as the smattering of Aphrodite kids that were ready to get blood under their perfectly done nails. A few of them seemed too happy about that prospect, but Drew had heart shaped arrows and Charmspeak, so you ignored the fact Lacey was singing about chopping off heads. 

Annabeth propped her sneakers up on the table, smudging mud on the map of the forest as she did so, to tie up her laces. “So, we’ve got puddles of pegasi shit under the leaves, I asked Holly and Laurel who could make the most nets so we’ll have enough to trap most of the Hermes cabin under by the time we start, and then Clarrise and her lot can just heavily maim the rest.”

“Nice,” you noted, and pushed the coloured pins for each demigod wiping blue warpaint across their cheeks around the map to their places. “We’re against Will’s dickwits, so they’ll do that thing and keep the sun behind them to blind everyone on our team.”

Annabeth fiddled with her camp necklace and glared at the map. “ And what are we supposed to do to counter that? Ask Apollo to take the day off??

“Start handing out sunglasses.”

Someone dragged a bucking gray pegasi through the opening to the canvas tent and chaos broke out, Butch yelling orders at a group of Dionysus kids who began feeding the freaked out mare shiraz. 

You turned away before you were lumped with the task of dealing with them, and reached for your axe. A sticky note fell off, the yellow paper floating to the ground. 

Hi hi so if i win capture the flag by myself then will you go out with me also i cant ask you this in person because jasons teaching me how to use a sword and im about to run out of sticky note and now ive forgotten what i was trying to say

The note ended there, and you frowned, trying to ignore the twitch at your lips when you turned the greasy crinkled paper over. 

right yeah this is leo by the way you probably already figured that out cause no one else is smart enough to beat all of camp to go out with you the flying horse distraction was my idea too by the way im a genius you should definitely go out with me okay now im out of pa

“Who’s the person?”

You nearly decapitated Drew in that moment. You lowered your axe and shoved the note in the back of your pocket that you only just remembered wasn’t there, courtesy of the armor you’d donned. “What are you talking about?”

“The love note,” she insisted with a curious smirk, lipgloss shining. “They sounded pretty excited and now you’re making that face oh my god you actually like them back!” 

“Do not!” You snapped back, tightening your shoulder guard and hefting your bloodied axe over you shoulder. The pegasi was led out of the tent as you shooed Drew in the same direction. “Now go back to your station, we’re starting in five.”

She squinted at you for a second, then her eyes widened as he jaw dropped. “Leo!”

You blinked, wrinkling your nose. “Okay how did you even-”

“Seeya later!” Drew called over her shoulder, skipping away with Butch to find her section of the woods to patrol, her assigned heart shaped sunglasses slipping down her nose. 

You narrowed your eyes at her retreating figure, but then one of Clarisse's sisters was wondering if the no killing rule had changed in the last four minutes and you were promptly distracted. 

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“Why don’t you just run along there and turn Travis into a toddler for me?” You asked a son of Hebe who nodded solemnly and disappeared into the trees. Light dappled the leaves on the ground and once you’d ordered around the rest of the soldiers in training, the bellowing horn sounded. 

A tense silence filled the woods, no one daring to make the first move and startle the spies out of their trees and the runners from their starting places. You pushed the cat eyed sunglasses up your nose and adjusted your sweaty grip on the axe, which must have weighed as much as the Hebe boy you’d just sent on his way. 

Blue streaked the sky behind the clouds, but the blue you were concerned about fluttered peacefully in the wind from where the flag had been nestled in Zeus’s fist. 

From what you’d planned, the Nike twins should be hiding in the two pine trees in font of you that had grown on either side of the track you knew the red team would take, nets between them ready to trap the enemy. Drew was placed behind you with her bow and arrows, ready to take down anyone that made it past Holly and Laurel. 

And if the lucky little fucker made it any further, you had your axe ready.

The rest of your team, save the Ares kids bordering the river, who were ready to maim but not kill, were causing a distraction that included a lot of grapevines and a reenactment of the Hamilton Musical [the second half was to be acted out at the campfire later that night]. It was sure to distract the Apollo cabin while  Annabeth donned her blue Yankees hat and snuck through. 

The only way it could go wrong at this point, is if a certain fluffy haired pointy eared son of Hephestus went through with his sticky note proposition and burned down the entire woods. 

Considering the fact he’d challenged you to a duel four times this week, you wouldn’t be surprised. Not that you minded. His concentrating face was sort of cute, especially when he stuck his tongue out a little and that time you’d pinned him to the sawdust covered ground you’d realized he actually had a few little freckles along his nose. 

And he really liked strawberries. That you could admire. 

Okay, maybe you looked forward to whatever proposition he’d set up at breakfast each day, but it mainly had to do with the presents. And definitely not that grin he’d get when you agreed.

If he won this game of capture the flag, which was impossible for one demigod anyway, and you did go out with him, you’d get to see that smile times one thousand. It sort of made you want him to win.

Then you shook the thought from your helmet cladden head. Your team was going to win this, and you’d stab Leo yourself to do so. 

Lightly, though. 

He still had that crackly laugh you could place from across the dining pavilion, you couldn’t kill him. It made your brain melt for a moment, which wasn’t something a daughter of Athena needed. But, he was a certified genius. Maybe that would even it out. 

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“Where the fuck is Drew?” You yelled into the forest around you, but only the crickets and startled squawking birds answered. Metal clanged and the crickets were silenced when your Axe thudded against a tree, handle first. 

Austin smirked, and his bow knocked into your shoulder hard enough to leave a bruise you could already feel forming. 

You ducked another blow and stumbled back, stumbling a tight ring around the sun of Apollo to get back to your weapon, glancing around the clearing as you did so. Holly and Laurel were nowhere to be seen, and there were certainly no nets to help you out in the one on one ambush. 

You’d been waiting around for some action when suddenly there was a lot but still not enough, because apparently everyone on the blue team had decided they’d rather fall asleep in their stations than help you. Even without them you could hold up your own, grabbing your axe and swinging it around at Austin when he came back for seconds. The arrow in his hand seemed less scary once his bow was in two splintered pieces at your feet.

He stepped back, face falling, and the daisies crushed underfoot sprung back into their slightly crumpled places when he backed away properly, turning to where the blue flag was still untouched on the top of Zeus’s fist. 

You paused, lowering the axe in confusion once he called out to nothing, “Oi! Move it loverboy, I’m running out of time!” 

Then you froze, because of course somehow, against all odds, a panting Leo was clambering up the highest point with the red flag in one tightly closed hand and a second later he was holding the blue one above his head victoriously as well, a stupidly wide grin on his cute face. 

He let out a yelp as pebbles began to slide around his feet but then you couldn’t see him anymore, pushed to the back of the crowd by a stampede of yelling demigods brandishing weapons.

It took you a second to realize they were cheers and not war cries [the difference was hard to make out most of the time], so you weaved through some Hermes kids who were chatting animatedly and a Demeter girl with a stump where her arm had been. Will rushed along behind you to her side once you’d gotten past both teams of the now over capture the flag game. 

“What the fuck is this?” You yelled up at Leo, who sent you a double thumbs up and then began hopping down the pile of boulders, the flags now held with his crooked teeth.

You squinted up at him, watching his green army jacket get caught on an overhanging branch and then when he jumped down finally, you were there to cross your arms and glare at him.

“Sup?” he smirked, holding his hands behind his back and rocking on his feet. “Did you get my note?”

Apparently he guessed your answer through your facial expression and then held up the flags like an offering. You ignored a fatal sounding screech from an Aphrodite boy in the distance as Leo chewed his lip. “So…. I won!” 

“And how, exactly?” 

Leo glanced to the side, and you followed his gaze to a smirking daughter of Aphrodite, who’s hoop earrings shined with blood that definitely wasn’t hers, judging from Drew’s satisfied expression. He then pulled out another crumpled up sticky note from his jacket, which was stained with something dark. He read out in a stilted tone, “I have to make a flamethrower, a chariot with poison shooting arrows, a two real life hoverboards, about thirty pairs of water, lava, and acid proof headphones, and a few jetpacks.”

“Right,” you muttered, tilting your head at Leo.

 He blinked obliviously at you and tucked away his extensive list, probably not able to hear you speak over the yelling crowds that bustled around carrying bandages and broken weapons, already busying themselves with the aftermath of the set up blood-bath.  

“It was worth it,” he shrugged, “but I’ll be stuck in bunker nine for the rest of the my life.”

“Maybe you can take a day off.” You unfolded your arms, resigned to the fact all of Camp Halfblood was about to witness this. Then you stepped forwards a little and leant in to whisper in his pointed ear. “...Y’know, for our date.” 

Leo blinked.

“Someone get the Leo extinguisher!” A Hebe kid yelled, and there was a general uproar of chaos from everyone but you weren’t really paying attention because Leo had patted down his flaming torso quickly, only that didn’t change the color of his face back to normal.

He narrowed his eyes, but the grin had never faded and you could see his fingers tapping along his thighs a thousand miles an hour. “You serious?”  

You nodded.

“DID YA HEAR THAT?” He yelled at the crowd of teenagers, cupping his mouth with a scarred hand, “I GOT A HOT DATE YALL!” 

“Don’t make me regret it,” you muttered back, rolling your eyes, but when Leo smiled up at you you knew you’d never regret it, so instead you just smiled back, shoving your hands in your pockets while Piper started screaming from Jason’s shoulders. 

Leo clapped his hands eagerly, “great, now you gotta carry me.”

“That’s cringe.”

“I’m being serious,” he said and held his arms up so you could grab him bridal style. You paused for a moment and then resigned yourself to the fact this might be the rest of your life. It wasn’t too bad, you realized, when Leo wrapped his arms around your neck and pointed in the direction of Will triumphantly. “Forward, sexy steed!” 

“One, if you ever call me that again, I will literally throw you off a cliff, and two, why do we have to get to WIll?” You asked as you carried him through the crowd in the direction of the stressed out blonde anyway.

“Cause Clarrise stabbed me in exchange for letting me win.”

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#pjo fandom #pjo #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #leovaldez #leo valdez #leo valdez x you #Leo Valdez x child of Hermes #Leo Valdez x reader #leo valdez x y/n #but no use of y/n dont worry lol #inktober #autumn #spooky season #halloween #inktober fic #pjo fic

[apollosfavkiddo]

⛧° Cooking classes with Uncle Leo

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content: leo valdez x fem!reader blurb

warnings: probably cursing, bad spanish, not proofread. ig that's it?? lmk!!

a/n: i didn't really like this, but i'm posting it anyways lol. dedicated to covey and @/pinkdiorluvr cuz i know they both love leo hehehe

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You never learnt how to cook. A disturbed childhood with a shitty mortal dad was not the best place to get cooking lessons. Or to learn anything, on that matter.  

The point is, cooking skills aren’t something you possess, and that annoys you beyond limits. That took you to asking your best friend, Leo Valdez, for cooking classes. Which he immediately accepted. I mean, who wouldn’t want to teach your crush how to cook? 

"So, when can I go to your house?” You asked, which made him snap back to reality from just admiring your features.  

“Uh... my house?” He asked, as he completely forgot what you guys were previously chatting about. He was too busy with noticing how the freckles coated your cheeks, and how your black hair framed your face in the prettiest way possible. Oh, he was down bad.  

“Are you even listening to me right now, Leo?” You asked, waving your hand in front of his face. 

“Uh, yeah, ‘course I am. You were talking about the... cooking classes, right?” He asked, a sheepish smile making his way to his lips. You just rolled your eyes. 

“Yes, I am. When can I come to your house, hm?” You asked again. 

“Tomorrow at seven sounds good to you?” He asked. 

“Yeah, that’d be great.” You answer, smiling softly as well.  

“You’re gonna learn how to make the perfect pasta alla carbonara, my dear apprentice. It's one of my specialties.” He said, passing an arm across your shoulders and pulling you to him.  

Before you could even pull away so you could leave, he planted a kiss with a loud ‘mwah’ to it and darted off, laughing. You were left confused, blushing and smiling as a toddler who just got a pack of candy.  

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Leo stood in his kitchen, a grin plastered on his face as he waited for his best friend’s arrival. He was looking forward to it, since he knew that it was a chance of absolutely zero percent that this whole class didn’t end in absolute chaos.  

He leaned against the counter, tapping his fingers impatiently, trying to figure when you’d finally come, what clothes you’d be wearing, what shoes you’d wear and in which way your hair would be. Would it be down? Would you put it in a ponytail? A bun? A braid? 

Oh gods, he was such a sucker for that damned daughter of Poseidon.  

Eventually, he heard the rhythmic knock on the door, telling him that you were finally there, much to his happiness.  

“Come on, Valdez, it’s freezing out here!” You complained, just when he finally opened the door and you barged inside, escaping the snow from the outside world. You were in a black coat, wine-red leggings, gloves and a cute scarf so your nose didn’t get too cold. “Finally! Thought you’d leave me out there to die.” 

“I’d never do that, princesa. I mean, at least not today, I need an assistant.” He said jokingly, poking your shoulder and teasing you as you took your coat off.  

“I’m gonna punch you, I swear to all the gods that I know.” She threatened. He just smiled and walked towards the kitchen, with you following right behind him. “So, what’re you gonna teach me today?”  

“We’re gonna make the best pasta ever – carbonara!” He said happily as he pointed at the counter, which was filled with ingredients for the dish – bacon, eggs, flour and cheese were neatly organized in the counter, ready to be turned into a meal. 

“If this goes wrong, I'm ordering a happy meal.” You complained, putting the things you brought to make your favorite dessert, a classic that you learnt with a Brazilian friend of yours – Brigadeiro. It's actually the only thing that you can cook without burning down the whole house.  

“First, we gotta make the pasta.” The latino said, and you grimaced. 

“Why do we have to make it? Isn't it easier to just, you know, buy the pasta and cook it?”  

He shrugged. “Yeah, it’s easier. But making it is so much fun!” He said, with a smile on his face, and started pouring flour on the counter, making a small tower and soon making a hole in it. Then he stopped and looked at you. 

“What? Is there something on my hair?” You asked, brushing off your hair, which made Leo laugh. 

“No, no. I need you to grab six eggs and crack them here.” He said, gesturing towards the bowl.  

“Oh.” You mumbled and picked up the bowl, cracking the eggs in it and being extra careful with the shell. When you finished, you looked at him with puppy eyes. “What now?”  

“Put them here.” He said, gesturing to the hole in the flour. You nodded and poured the eggs there. “Now, you washed your hands, right?” You nodded again. “Great. Now, you have to mix the eggs and the flour until we have a smooth dough; the pasta!” 

You just nodded and put your hands to work. It was cute, since you didn’t seem to know what you were doing, and it was just so cute the way you were unsure on whether you were doing the right thing or not.  

“You’re doing great, y/n/n.” He assured. If you looked up, you’d see a proud smile on his face. 

After a few minutes of squeezing and mixing the dough, it was finally ready. You looked up at Leo’s face, a proud smile on your face and shining eyes. Maybe cooking wasn’t really that bad, after all. Not if you had a good teacher and friend around. 

He was starstruck. He couldn’t even move. You were just so pretty, flour all over your arms and hands, a little spot on your cheek white from when you rubbed the back of your hand on your face. He wanted nothing more than to kiss you in that moment.  

But he knew he couldn’t. He shouldn’t do it. Couldn't risk his friendship with you.  

And yet you were so tempting, so pretty like that. In his kitchen, with his apron – which was slightly too big for your tiny frame – and with him.  

“So, what do we do now?” You asked, interrupting the trance he was in. He shook his head and blushed, embarrassed to be caught like that.  

“Uh... the- the eggs. We need to make the eggs.” He said, blushing after getting caught staring at you. “You can whisk the yolks while I cook the bacon. Is that alright with you?”  

“Mhm. You just need to teach me how to separate the yolks.” You said, with a smile.  

You two continued the cooking, with Leo cooking the bacons till they were golden brown and crispy while you whisked the egg yolks and the cheese together. It was a fun night, where you ate the food you made – which was delicious, by the way – and had fun with your best friend. 

The only out of the ordinary thing was that the whole time you were there, the only thing you wanted was to jump on Leo’s lap and kiss the hell out of him.  

And his train of thought was not that far away from yours. 

Don't get me wrong, he loved to spend platonic time with you, of course. But he really, really wanted to kiss you.  

‘Oh, for my father’s sake, what I wouldn’t give to kiss her.’  

“...what?” You asked, your face clearly redder with his – more than sudden – confession.  

You never thought he’d want to kiss you, much less give yourself the hope that maybe someday that’d happen. No, it was selfish, and you knew – or at least thought – that he’d never ever like his best friend.  

But here he was, saying how much he’d give in exchange for a kiss.  

“Oh, shit- I said that out loud, didn’t I? I’m so sorry, Y/n, you can really pretend this never happened, I just-” AAAAAND he was rambling. Again. So, the easiest way out of that situation was, obviously, shut him up with a kiss.  

He immediately melted. His hands stopped flying around his face and went to graze your neck and waist, unsure, but ready to search.  

It was one of the best kisses you’ve ever had, and it was definitely the most awaited one. His lips were cracked and raspy, and he tasted sweet like the juice you had.  

When you finally pulled away, both of your cheeks were red and there was a smile playing on both of your lips.  

“I kinda love you.” You admited.  

“Good, ‘cause i love you too, princesa.” 

#all my love 🍀 #postcards from leah #leo valdez #leo valdez x y/n #leo valdez x you #leo valdez x reader #cooking classes with uncle leo is up huh #pjo hoo toa #pjo #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader

[brodieland]

.˚ 𓈒 ࣪.𝝑𝝔 I'd let her light me on Fire ´ˎ˗

Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader Synopsis: after three weeks, the girls get a new roommate that Leo may or may not be quite familiar with!!! Warning(s): do I need to say cursing anymore Word Count: 2379 A/N: this is a normal AU, no godly shit 😛 why did I make Leo a lil bit of a loser?? also im gonna mention it now bc im lazy LOL, the dorms are like the ones in Gilmore girls (it makes me wish Yale was real💔) like they have the common area with the rooms connecting off of it, also writing in this pov is kinda annoying why did I do this, now lemme shut up Part 1

After a good 3 weeks in the amazing Los Angelos, it was time to go home. Well, not home, school. Weirdly enough, the seven felt a little bit homesick from being away for so long, but that cleared up when they remembered they were going to have to sit in the van for another 5 agonizing days. FUN!! And no, Leo did not almost fall asleep at the wheel, that was just Hazel's motion sickness getting to her, making her see things if you will.

When they made it back, they all felt like zombies when they were trudging back to their rooms. Safe to say the second they finished unpacking, just like in LA, they all passed out.

The next day, at around 10AM, the boys were sitting on the couch together eating cereal and just talking when Percy's phone went off.

"Yo I just got a text from Annabeth," Percy said with mouthful of cereal. "They're finally getting their fourth girl."

Leo was intrigued by this. Ever since that one night in LA, he hadn't really stopped thinking of Y/N. One thing about Leo, he never had the warmth of a family. When he ran away from his foster homes, all he had was the warmth of a fire every night to keep him going before he got dropped in a new home, one colder than the last. Now he associated the warmth of a fire with a girl, one he met once who had a crazed look in her eye when she saw the lighter go off. Leo had a thing for girls on the weirder end, but he was totally fine with that.

"We should go," Leo suggested. Y/N's voice still rang in his head, 'I gotta go now, maybe I'll see you around. Leo Valdez.' Now this was delusion at its finest, but he didn't care.

"Of course you want to meet the new girl," Jason chuckled as he got up toward the kitchen. Leo gave a half-assed laugh that no one paid mind too. Percy texted Annabeth back saying that they were on their way. Leo had a little pep in his step on his way to the girls floor. When they got there, Percy did a secret little knock on the door and Annabeth opened it, quickly kissing Percy before allowing everyone inside.

"'cough' Corny 'cough'" This earned Leo some chuckles, but was utterly ignored by the lovely couple in front of him.

"Right this way everyone, me and Hazel were just watching a movie. Pipers helping her unpack." Frank and Percy made their way to the couch along their girlfriends while Jason followed Leo toward the empty room. Well, the no longer empty room.

When Leo pushed past the door, he saw a girl leaning forward grabbing stuff from a duffle bag. She had on some low waisted baggy jeans that sat just right by her hip bone, and a crop top that showed off her figure. A beautiful slim waist and hair that flowed down her back. 'Wow.'

She stood up straight, like she sensed Leo eyes lingering and staring at her. When she turned around, a smile quickly flooded her features. "Oh my god, hey there stalker boy." She chuckled as Piper and Jason gave him the weirdest look.

"Hey I'm not a stalker! If anything, you're the stalker. How'd you know where I went to school?" Leo began walking closer and waving his finger around to make his point.

'Well," Y/N poked Leo's forehead, sending his head back ever so slightly. "I didn't. This is the boarding MY PARENTS decided to send me too."

"Can we pause for a second," Piper interjected. "Do you two know each other?"

"Oh of course," Y/N beamed. "Back like 3-4 weeks in LA, I was just minding my business, right? Then suddenly I felt eyes on me, so I turned and saw him staring at me!"

"I had to stare-,"

"Oh you HAD to stare?"

"Well, yeah?? You were literally trying to light a jungle gym on fire??"

"That's dramatic."

"Oh so that's why you came back late with a giant smile," Jason teased. Leo turned and gave him a look like 'bro your selling right now', but Y/N just started giggling and walking closer.

"Aw I had you kicking your feet and grinning," she started pinching his cheeks, swinging his head from side to side. "Be honest did you miss meee??"

Piper and Jason couldn't help but laugh at the situation their friend was in, knowing he probably didn't mind it all that much.

"Miss you?" Leo grabbed her hands off his face. "I hardly know you??"

"Yeah okay," Y/N turned back around to continue to unpack. "Well you can stand there and keep staring, or you could help me unpack." This was a hard decision. Stare at a masterpiece among art, or do work. Leo ended up helping though, not even noticing Piper and Jason excusing themselves.

While Leo continued to help unpack, he made it to one of the last book bags of clothes. When Y/N turned her eyes widened. "Leo don't open that one."

"Hm, what'd you say," she was too late. He already opened it and dumped everything inside in front of it, some landing on his feet. Though, it wasn't really clothes, more so underwear and bras. "That's what you said," Leo said lowly.

"Well um, I got it from here Leo. Thanks for the help," Y/N was a little embarrassed to say the least. How could she not be when the guy she'd been thinking about just dumped her underwear on his feet.

"No yeah you got that," Leo said as he backed away to the door, knocking into the dresser on his way. "I'll be out here," and he stepped out the door.

He left her in the room (where she stood just there for a good minute), as he joined in the rest of his friends in front of the tv. "Hey guys."

"Hey Leo-" Percy cut himself off when he looked down, and started laughing.

"Whats so funny?"

"Look down," Annabeth snickered, making the rest of the people on couch laugh as well. For a fact, the last thing Leo was expecting to see was Y/N's underwear tangled with his ankle, but that's exactly what he saw. The look on the boy's face was seemingly unreadable, but he was definitely embarrassed as he lifted up his foot and pinched the underwear off with his thumb and pointer finger. Now watch this for perfect timing!!

"Um, Leo," as Y/N stepped out the room to ask the awkward question, but she cut herself off. "Oh my god Leo did you just try to steal my underwear??"

Leo started stammering over his words as Y/N started making her way over to him, grabbing the underwear. "Uh NO! Why would I want your underwear??"

"Well, you just had it," she laughed.

"Well not on purpose obviously," Leo crossed his arms. "Like what do you think of me hello??" She started walking back to her room.

"Well, you were already a little stalker," Y/N leaned on the doorframe with the doorknob in her hand. "Now we can add pervert to the list!" She let out a laugh that made Leo think he was in heaven listening to the angels above, then he remembered why she was laughing at him as she shut the door.

He could've sworn his eye twitched. Because obviously she knew he didn't take it, she just found it funny to mess with him. Call it flirting if you will.

"Dude, that's not how you flirt with girls you know," Frank joked from the couch. Now it was their turn to laugh at Leo.

"Yo what is this, 'national pick on Leo day?'"

"The joke wasn't funny when you said it yesterday, and it shockingly isn't any funnier today," Hazel chuckled.

"But seriously, how do you get a girls underwear tangled around your ankle before getting your first kiss," Jason asked, making everyone laugh some more.

"Why does the whole village feel the need to gang up on me right now?"

"To be fair you make it really easy," Piper added. "Do you even talk to girls other than the ones in this room?"

"No and this ones really pretty so can we cut me some slack??"

Y/N stood in her dorm, leaning up against the closed door listening in on the conversation going on in their common area. "This one." She giggled as she listened to them all berate Leo for his lack of skills with girls. As the conversation died down, she spent the next ten minutes or so unpacking before walking back out and joining the others.

When Y/N arrived this morning, the girls quickly made her feel welcome. It was really refreshing compared to most, if not all, the other schools she'd been to.

She walked out and saw everyone laid out on the couch. The only space open was conveniently next to Leo, which was fine considering he had some popcorn with him (bless Piper for convincing the school to let her keep her microwave). When she plopped down next to him, she leaned closer to grab some popcorn and whisper, "what movie are we watching?"

When Leo turned to face the girl next to him, he could've sworn he felt chills go down his back. It was just like that night in LA. "We're watching Fear Street, we planned on watching all three when we came back."

He had popcorn breathe. "Oh fire, I've been wanted to watch these too."

When she saw Leo laid back and comfortable, she took her chance to sit somewhat closer, slipping her arm under his and wrapping it around, leaning her head on his shoulder. His nervous system may have rebooted but that's besides the point.

When the bowl in front of the two was now empty, Leo started to stand, quietly gesturing Y/N to follow him. Leo led her into Piper's room, where the microwave and some snacks were. As he knelt down looking for food, Y/N sat down on the bed and watched Leo.

"So, how ya been?" Leo asked. "Considering you were living on the streets."

"Oh it was so hard, fending for myself in these dangerous streets as a small feeble woman," Leo chuckled. "It wasn't that bad, I was just staying in my car. Me and my beetle against the world."

"Yeah, I get that," Leo sat on the floor while the microwave started to spin. "I lived in my van a lot, I even named it festus."

"A van? Like scooby doo type shit? Cause that'd be pretty sick."

"THANK YOU! Finally someone understands me."

"I'm a pretty open minded person." The microwave peeped.

"Popcorns ready."

"How is there even a microwave in here you," Y/N asked.

"Pipers pretty persuasive I suppose." Leo sat down with the bowl of popcorn just eating it. He patted the spot on the floor next to him gesturing the girl in front of him to sit. She slid over and started eating the popcorn.

"You know, I'm kinda hungry for some actual food." She turned over to Leo. "Is there somewhere here to get some food?"

"Cafeteria's open?" She smiled and pulled the bowl of popcorn off of Leo's lap before grabbing his wrist and pulling him up and out the door. Y/N was snickering as she pulled Leo out of her dorm into the hallway before stopping and turning to him.

"I don't know where to go, still new here."

"Well naturally," he rolled his eyes and laughed. "Follow me, m'lady."

She didn't realize how hungry she was for some real food till she caught a whiff of some Mac n cheese and chicken tenders. Popcorn was cool and all, but this was much better.

"You don't have an ID yet right," Y/N nodded. "I'll treat you then."

She smiled as she followed him to the food, "Such a gentleman. Is this an apology for stealing my underwear?"

People gave weird looks before going back to what they were doing. "Dude you can't just say that," Leo rubbed his temples.

"I mean, it's true," She shrugged and started filling her plate with some gorgeous Mac n cheese and chicken tenders. When she finished Leo paid for both their meals and they sat at a table across from each other. "God this shits good."

"You sound starved.."

"To be fair I was saving my money for gas while I was out. Shits expensive so not as many full course meals as you'd think."

"Well, while your here I could make up for that, treat you some more like the gentleman I am."

"Aw, are you flirting with me?"

"Why is it working?" Leo joked (He wasn't joking).

"Woah, big talk from a guy who hasn't had his first kiss," she laughed but Leo just dropped his forked and stared straight at the girl in front of him.

"When did you-"

"Thin walls you know," she winked.

"It's not funny."

"Maybe just a little."

"I've kissed millions of girls!" Leo retorted.

"Really? Name one."

"A gentleman doesn't kiss and tell," Leo winked and Y/N just rolled her eyes.

"Ya know if you were honest it could've been a millions and 1." He looked straight at you. "Just kidding!"

"Is your biggest joy in life just making fun of me?"

"Maybe.. yes." She said as she took the last bite of her food. The two stood up and went to throw away their empty plates. They made their way back to the girls dorm. When Y/N opened the door she saw everyone about a fourth of the way through the third fear street movie. "We're back."

"Where'd you guys go," Piper asked.

"To eat, I was hungry," Y/n smiled as she plopped down in the same seat she sat in before, shortly followed by Leo. They both slid into the same positions as earlier, with their arms intertwined as they laid their heads on each other, but this time, it weirdly felt more comfortable. This was gonna be a fun year!!!

#percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #percy jackson pjo #percy pjo #leo hoo #leo valdez hoo #leo valdez pjo #leo pjo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x you #leo valdez x y/n

[scaramarii]

"Like they were dead stars"

FANFIC TIME WOOOOOO

this is a wip

*** means different chapter. The pov may change. It isn't limited to Leo and Jason lol

● means new event

title is actually a reference to how one character is described and how i'll end the fic

TW: death, swearing, child ab*se, underage drinking, my bad attempt at graphically describing gruesome shit (y'know, maybe i should make an ao3 account)

***

Leo hadn't meant to get himself stuck in a different dimension. He most certainly did not mean to mess with a magical book (who the hell puts a magical book where innocent demigods can reach it?). And he did not mean to get kidnapped by a bright pink and blue dragon and its rider, who seemed to be attached to their cloak and mask.

"So..." Leo tried to think of something to say. "Do you normally kidnap random demigods?"

The rider shook their head, but provided no other answer.

"Antisocial much?"

They sighed, took a pad of paper out of their cloak pocket, wrote something, and passed it to Leo. They'd written "fuck yourself."

"Okay, you don't like to talk. That's fine. But you don't need to be like that!" Leo could tell that they were grinning under that mask.

The dragon aimed itself downward, and landed on cool blue grass. Its rider slid off and offered Leo a hand. He pushed it away and fell off of the dragon.

***

"Woah." Leo stared at the house in front of him. It was black, with a slight multicoloured glow to it. The biggest window was shaped like an eye, and was stained green and blue.

The dragon person looked at Leo and shrugged. It's not as impressive as its library, they signed, tilting their head.

"Still cool."

They flipped Leo off.

●

Leo's captor/random person dragging him to a random house in the middle of nowhere knocked on the door.

"Hi!" The person who answered had curly white hair, vitiligo, and moth antennae. He was wearing a pastel blue sweater and blue jeans.

"You look cool," Leo blurted.

The guys blood red eyes had a soft kind of look to them. "Thanks." He looked at the dragon guy. "Who's your friend?"

Leo could practically feel the person rolling their eyes.

His name is Leo, they signed. How did they know his name? He hadn't told them.

"Oh." The moth person smiled at him. "I'm Silk."

"Hi, Silk." Leo had a feeling that Silk was the type to get jealous.

"Silk, let those two in," someone said from inside.

"Sure."

As Leo walked inside, he tripped over a shoe, and would've fallen on his face if the person who'd practically kidnapped him hadn't caught him. "Thanks."

A woman who looked like Reyna but more athletic looking and taller and with pointy ears and a burn scar under her eye poked her head around the corner. "Hi."

Hey Raine, Leo's companion signed.

"Who's that?" Raines ears twitched.

Before his kidnapper person could sign anything, Leo elbowed them. "My name's Leo."

"Well, welcome to Terria, Leo. I'm sure Myst randomly kidnapping you gave you a good look at this hellhole."

"Mist?"

"M-y-s-t. That's not his real name, but everyone calls him that when people who don't know him are around. Also, please take off your shoes."

"Okay."

***

Jason couldn't believe that he'd done that. Flying on a dragon? That wasn't new. But randomly kidnapping his friend? That was.

"Something tells me that you're gonna be stuck here for a while." Raine picked at her jeans. "I guess I could let you stay here for a bit."

"Okay then," Leo said, standing awkwardly.

Raine poured herself a glass of wine. "Make yourself at home. If you make a mess, clean it up. If you break something, that's fine, and Silk, for fucks sake, stop glaring at Leo."

Jason slipped out the door, and took off his mask. He glared at its stupid smile, and attempted to crumple it up. Of course, that just made his hand hurt, so he threw it to the ground and stomped on it instead. "I'm so fucking stupid," he grumbled as he trudged through the woods. "I should've just left him alone. I shouldn't have done anything." Jason started cursing in Latin. His voice was full of resentment. "I messed this up. If he finds out, he's gonna hate me."

"Do you need a moment?"

Jason flinched. Silk was standing behind him. "Uh, kinda?"

Silks antennae twitched. Jason couldn't help but find him a little attractive, but that didn't mean anything. "Alright then." Silk slashed his hand across the air, and disappeared.

Jason sighed. It was bad enough that he'd come back to life in a different world. He didn't need to lose his friend. Well, he didn't know if friend was the right word. I'll figure things out. LATER.

●

When Jason got back to the house, Silk was interrogating Leo.

"How did you get here?"

"Book."

"Why would you mess with a book?"

"I have no fucking idea. Oh hi Myst."

Jason refrained from telling Leo the truth. It's not gonna hurt to hide something from him, he thought. Jason waved and ran upstairs.

***

Within the span of two hours, Leo had:

Messed with a magical book.

Got transported to a dimension called Terria.

Been kidnapped by a person named Myst.

And interrogated by a moth person.

Not as weird as some other things that had happened to him, but still weird.

While Myst was running through the woods and being a menace, Raine had given Leo a history lesson on Terria, and how his very existence was a crime and shit like that. He had a feeling that she'd get along with Annabeth.

"So, demigods are illegal here," Raine had said.

"Huh?" Leo had been confused, because he'd never heard of a law against demigods.

"Basically," Raine had waved her hand around as if to add a border to her statement. "Terrian demigods are way too powerful. The monarchy was scared of being overthrown. So they made a law to kill all Terrian demigods on sight."

"But I'm not Terrian."

"Humans can't tell the difference, and no one actually follows that law. I'm proof of that."

That had been the end of the history lesson. Afterwards, Raine had led him to the room where he'd be staying, and left him alone.

The only thing on Leo's mind was Jason. Jason fucking Grace. He'd found his way into Leos heart and stayed there, despite him being dead. It didn't help that he'd broken up with Calypso just last week.

Suddenly, a paper airplane hit Leo on the head. He looked up. Myst was standing in the doorway.

You okay? Myst may not have been talking, but he managed to convey his concern. He still had that creepy mask with the weird smiley face and his black cloak on, despite it being like 70 degrees in the house.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why are you suddenly being so nice?"

Myst shrugged and left the room. Weird, but okay. Leo had so many questions, but he had a feeling that Myst would just flip Leo off.

***

Jason sighed as he sulked in his room. He hated not knowing what day it was, or even what month it was.

Ah yes. The consequences of my actions. How nice. Whatever. Complaining wasn't going to do anything.

He wanted to despise whoever brought him back, but he couldn't bring himself to hate them. He had no idea what their intentions were.

Jason stared out his window at the starry sky, the moons shining brightly. He sighed, and went to sleep. Almost immediately, he was plunged into a nightmare.

●

He was only two when it happened. He only remembered all the details because of how horrible it had been.

Jasons mother had just gotten home from a long work day. She was not in a good mood, as usual. Just 30 minutes before, Jason had tried to eat a stapler, and she was not happy about it.

"WHY WOULD YOU TRY TO EAT A GODDAMN STAPLER?!" Beryl Grace yelled, her face twisted with rage.

"I-I'm sorry," Jason said, his vision blurry with tears, and the cut on his lip throbbing.

"Do you think I raised you to be an idiot?" His mothers voice was deathly calm. "Do you think I had you just for you to pull this shit?"

Jason tried to respond, but his voice failed him.

"You piece of shit. You want me to look bad, don't you? What kind of mother would let her kid hurt himself?"

Jason vigorously shook his head. "I'm sorry!"

His mothers fists clenched, she grabbed the collar of Jasons shirt, and threw him to the ground. "Get out of my sight. I don't want to see you until dinner."

"But-" Jason had started to get choked up again.

"Are you talking back to me?

"N-no!"

Beryl grabbed a glass on the counter, and threw it at her son. It sailed over Jasons head and shattered against the basement door behind him.

●

Jason woke with a start. He was shaking, and tears were already streaming down his face. The scar on his lip stung as if he'd just gotten it.

"It was just a memory. I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about." Jason tried to comfort himself, but his words sounded like lies. He felt a lump in his throat as he tried to calm himself down. Deep breaths, deep breaths. Everything is okay. That is definitely not a lie.

"Shut up me." Jason couldn't help but feel a little scared. He didn't like feeling so vulnerable in a place where he was supposedly safe. He'd had dreams like that before, but who could he talk to? He wasn't able to tell anyone. He was supposed to be strong, and he couldn't show fear. And at Camp Jupiter, they saw feelings as weaknesses. Anyone who was expressive and emotional would be shamed, no matter what was going on. So Jasons only way of coping was destroying small insignificant things. Notebooks, boxes, pencils, etc. It didn't help, but it was all he could do.

Rain started to fall from the sky, with no warning whatsoever. That had been happening whenever Jason got moody. He started whispering the words "I'm fine" over and over again, like a chant.

Lightning flashed.

Thunder rumbled.

The rain got heavier.

And soon, Jason could barely hear his own thoughts over the pouring rain.

***

Leo woke to the sound of thunder and rain. He sat up and checked the time. It was 5:32 in the morning. Leo realized that he'd already forgotten what day it was. When had he gotten here? Oh right. July 22nd.

He got out of bed and snuck into the hall, making as little noise as possible.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice, saying "I'm fine" over and over again like a chant. It was hard to hear over the rain, but he knew who it was.

Leo tip-toed over to where the voice was coming from, and knocked on the door.

Leo could hear cursing in a different language after a moment of silence. Eventually, Myst opened the door.

"Jason, I know that it's you."

Myst looked around, and then pointed to himself.

"Bitch, who else would I be talking to?" Leo reached up and snatched Jasons mask, his hood falling off.

Jason looked almost unrecognizable. He was thinner, paler, his hair was longer with some darker strands, and his ice blue eyes had a dim look to them, as if they were dead stars. The only things Leo could recognize were the scar on his lip, and the quiet sadness in his eyes. He looked as if something had scared him.

"Hey." Jasons voice was hoarse. He did not seem to be in the mood to talk.

"When did you come back?"

Jason winced. "I... kind of lost track of time..."

"Well, so you don't forget, it's July 23rd."

Jason looked bewildered. "Well shit."

"What?"

Jason inhaled. "I MISSED OUT ON PRIDE MONTH."

Leo couldn't help but laugh. "Dude, you died and came back to life, and that's what you're worried about?"

"Shut up, Valdez."

***

Jason rapped his fingers against the cool metal bedframe. He couldn't dwell on old memories. It would just break him.

Just focus on the rain, he thought. It'll make you feel better. So obviously, he focused on anything but the rain.

Something about his mother made him anxious. He knew she was dead, he'd even seen her ghost. But just the memory of her sent him into to fight or flight mode. He'd been seeing her in his dreams ever since she'd abandoned him. Jason used to joke about why his mom had left him, but that got him one too many looks of concern or pure disgust.

Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. Jason attempted to regain his composure, but ended up cursing in Latin as he threw his cloak and mask on.

When he opened the door, Leo was standing there. Jason didn't know why, but something about the other boy made him anxious. Jason wasn't scared of Leo, but something about that guy made him feel slightly panicky, and he had a strange urge to kiss him on the lips.

"Jason, I know that it's you." Leos chocolate brown eyes had a glint to them, almost like he was trying to drag all of Jasons secrets out of their hiding place.

Jason looked around and then pointed to himself. He knew Leo was talking to him, but he wanted to waste as much time as possible before Leo could pull off the mask.

"Bitch, who else would I be talking to?" Leo then snatched the mask off of Jasons face, making his hood fall down in the process.

Shit shit shit shit shit. Jason felt even more panicked. I'm gonna say something stupid. Gods fucking damn it. "Hey." He tried to sound happy, but clearly, his voice had other plans.

Leo stared up at him, a stunned expression on his face. Jason probably looked like a mess, but he didn't care. He hadn't looked in the mirror in... well, he didn't know.

"When did you come back?" Leos tone make Jason wince.

"I..." He tried to shove that panicky feeling down, but just made it worse. "...kinda lost track of time..."

"Well, just so you don't forget, it's July 23rd."

Jason took a moment to process that. "Well shit."

"What?"

He inhaled, deciding that saying something dumb was better than freaking out right in front of Leo. "I MISSED OUT ON PRIDE MONTH."

Leo laughed, filling Jasons chest with even more of that panicked feeling.

"Dude, you died and came back to life, and that's what you're worried about?"

"Shut up Valdez."

Leo grinned. "Something's telling me that you missed me."

Jason looked away. "No... I actually enjoyed being away from you." He had a feeling he was blushing.

"Why is your face so red?"

Jason suddenly felt overwhelmed. He was panicking, wondering if he would slip up and admit his feelings to Leo. "NO IT ISN'T," he yelped, and slammed the door.

●

Jason set the hair dryer down. "I am so going to regret this later." He sighed, and left the bathroom.

When he entered his room, Leo was there, arms crossed.

"Did you eat anything?" Leo sounded unbelievably stern.

Jason once again felt a little panicked as he tried to respond, but no sound came out. He settled on shaking his head.

"So you would rather dye your hair pink than than eat something."

"Uhhh," Jason said. He couldn't figure out what to say without sounding stupid. (And he'd dyed his hair red, not pink.) He decided to just use sign language. Sorry that my priorities are off, he signed, earning an amused grin from Leo.

Leo rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Just go get food," he said, tapping his leg.

Jason shrugged. Fine.

***

Leo attempted to build up the courage to confront Jason about why he'd slammed the door on him, but he was even more confused about why Jason had looked so shaken. It could've been a bad dream, or a memory, or...

"Leo."

Leo looked up from his little invention that he'd been disassembling and rebuilding over and over again. "Yeah?"

"Okay, you're alive." Raine closed the door.

Leo still couldn't get over the fact that she was 6'2. How did she survive without hitting her head against doorframes? And who decided they were called doorframes? And why was it called a door?

Leo smacked the side of his head. He looked at the thing he'd made. It just looked like a mess of metal and gears with a handle. In other words, it looked like shit.

●

The day went by quickly. Jason had been interrogated by the demon known as Silk Erdmann about how he and Leo knew each other. Raines girlfriend had visited. And Jason had burned himself while making mac n cheese.

Leo stared at his room. It felt weird to be in a different world where the sky was orange and there were three moons.

A knock on his door startled him.

Leo opened it, and Jason was waiting with... wait, was that Nico?

"Hey Leo." Jason nudged Nico.

"Hi." Nico did not seem to appreciate Jason doing that, and pushed him away.

"Sooo, uhhh..." Leo really had no idea what to do. "Come in I guess?"

Jason practically dragged Nico in. "Nico needs better people skills," he said.

"No."

"Oh shut up."

Leo snickered. "So, what's up?"

"Nothing much." Nico picked at his nails.

Jason smirked. "Guess what I got," he said in a sing-song voice.

"Oh for fucks sake Jason, stop talking like that."

"What do you have?" Leo tilted his head and pulled on a strand of his hair.

Jason reached into his backpack and pulled out a bottle of liquor. He grinned mischievously.

"Oh my gods. Jason, why do you have that?" Nico raised an eyebrow.

"No questions!" Jason looked impossibly close to laughter.

"Something tells me that one of us is gonna get drunk and pass out." Leo drew a circle on the floor with his finger. "Spoiler alert, it's not me or Nico."

Jason laughed. "Oh please. I'm better than that."

"Do you two want to be left alone? Because I can leave if you want."

"Nico, shut up." Jason playfully pushed Nicos shoulder.

"Not until you tell Leo."

"Tell me what?"

"It's nothing." Jason smiled, but there was something off about it. Almost like he was anxious about something.

●

It turned out that Leo was right about Jason getting drunk and passing out.

Leo found a pack of UNO cards under his bed. "How 'bout we play UNO?"

"What the heck is that?" Jason and Nico asked in unison.

"Nico has an excuse to not know what it is, but how have you never heard of it?"

Jasons face reddened. "The wolves weren't exactly sitting down and playing cards."

Leo explained the rules to him and Nico, holding back laughter as Jason asked more and more questions. "Can you explain that again?" "What the heck does that mean?" "Why do you have to say that?"

After what seemed like millennia, they finally understood what the game was about. Nico was constantly winning, with Jason jokingly insulting himself. After Nico won for the fifth time in a row, Jason started laughing until his face was red and he was lying down and covering his face.

"There is no way you're already drunk." Leo tilted his head at Jason.

In one quick move, Nico snatched up the bottle, only to discover that it was emptier than it should have been. "Jason. Did you seriously just drink over half of this shit?"

Jason grinned sheepishly. "Maybe?"

"Oh my fucking gods." Nico shook his head in exasperation.

"I have a problem." Jason said "problem" like how Wall-E said anything. He started giggling. Jason Grace, son of Jupiter, former praetor of Rome. Giggling. Leo hadn't heard of anything so strange.

Jason sat up and leaned against Leo. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. He tried to calm his breathing. He's drunk. It probably doesn't mean anything.

Nico raised an eyebrow. "Something tells me he likes you."

Jason made a weird sound in the back of his throat. "Noooo I don't," he said.

"Dude, you're drooling."

"No I'm not," Jason said, clearly drooling. He nestled his head in the crook of Leos neck.

"Should I leave?" Nico had a glint of amusement in his eyes.

"If you want, I guess." Leo ran his fingers through Jasons hair.

Nico smiled, then winced as if smiling caused him physical pain. For all Leo knew, it probably did. "I'll leave you two be." Nico stood up, and left the room.

Afterwards, there was a moment where Leo wanted to kiss Jason on the forehead, but he wouldn't appreciate that. Suddenly, Jason spoke.

"Mmmmmmmmmleo."

Leo looked at Jason. "Yeah?"

"Leo." Jason said Leos name like it was the most important thing in the world.

"What is it?"

Jason waited for a few moments. "I love you."

"W-what did you say?" Leo felt slightly panicked.

"I love you, Valdez." Leo could tell that Jason was smiling.

"I..." All this time, Jason had liked him? Then again, it could've just been him saying things randomly. "Jason?"

Jason did not respond.

"Dude."

Still no response.

Leo rolled his eyes, moved, so Jason was lying on the floor, and looked at the blueprint he'd sketched out a week prior. He turned on the lamp on his desk, bathing the room in a dim orange light. As he was about to sit down, he heard Jason mutter something about cats in his sleep. Leo decided to give him a blanket.

He stared at the notes he'd jotted down. Leo had been in a rush when making it, so his handwriting was messy. The blueprint was a smaller version of Festus, but without all the pointy and dangerous bits, so Harley would be able to play with something other than the tools scattered around the Hephaestus cabin. Maybe I can use this in a different way... Leo had a feeling that the brightly coloured dragon in the yard would want a friend.

"Hey Jason?" Leo said it loud enough to wake Jason up.

Jason groaned. "Whaaaaat." His tone made it sound like Leos voice had interrupted a nice dream.

"What's the dragons name?"

Jason grumbled something about Leo being annoying. "Her name's Mochi." He passed out again. Leo rolled his eyes.

He carefully dragged Jason into the bed. The floor wasn't very comfortable, and Jason would probably wake up with a neck cramp and a hangover if he stayed on the floor.

Leo then realized how weird that sounded. "Shit. Percy's a horrible influence." He brushed the thought aside and started working on the dragon.

As he worked, his eyelids felt like lead. Leo had to force them open so he wouldn't fall asleep. Eventually, that failed, as when he was done with the mini dragons skeleton, he barely managed to move it out of the way before he passed out.

***

The first thing Jason was aware of was his splitting headache. The next thing was that he didn't remember falling asleep in a bed. He sat up, feeling slightly dizzy. He hadn't had any nightmares, which made him uneasy. It was like the calm before a storm.

"Rise and shine, sleepyhead." Leo was leaning against the doorframe, an amused grin on his face.

Jason stared at him. He suddenly realized that he was in Leos room. Meaning he was in Leos bed. "Did you-?" He couldn't finish the thought.

Leos expression went from grinning to amused surprise. "The floor isn't really the best place to fall asleep." His warm brown skin, chocolate brown eyes, and elfish features made Jason feel like fireworks were going off in his chest.

"Ummm..." Jason hoped his face wasn't red.

"Are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out."

Jason got up quickly, only to stumble. He blinked the spots out of his eyes. "I'm fine."

Leo snickered. "Yeah, okay Sparky."

"I haven't heard that in a while." Jason suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline. "Did I say anything weird last night?"

Leo looked away. "No, you just sounded crazy."

"Leo."

"Shut it."

"Repair boy."

"Fuck yourself."

Jason had the urge to say "only if you watch," but he refrained from saying it.

"Cat got your tongue?" Leo asked smugly.

"Ha! In your dreams!"

●

Raine needed time to scheme, so Leo, Nico, and Jason got the house to themselves. For some reason, Nico decided that he was just going to pace around and periodically look out the window, as if he was nervous about something.

"Dude, why are you acting so weird?" Leo pulled a wrench out of his tool belt and started to spin it like a pencil.

Nico looked at Leo like he'd just set off a bomb. "It's nothing."

Jason tried to tune them out. It wasn't like he didn't want to hear them talk, it was just that he had a headache, and everything seemed louder than normal. He grabbed a pair of headphones off the coffee table.

Of course, trying to tune everything out was a mistake.

After a few moments, Jason heard a crash. He jumped up, tossed the headphones onto the couch, and rushed to where the noise came from.

When he got there, Leo had a look of shock on his face.

"What-?" Jason then looked at Nico.

Nico seemed to have been hit by a vase. The right side of his face was bleeding. There were ceramic shards scattered across the floor. He sat up, clearly dazed.

"Oh gods!" Jason grabbed Nico by the shoulders. "Are you okay?" Dumb question, but he wasn't really thinking.

"Yes?" Blood dripped from Nicos mouth.

"No you aren't. Leo, make sure he doesn't die."

"O- Okay," Leo stammered.

Jason rushed to his room. When he'd come back to life, he'd been messed up so badly that it made it possible for him to use technology without attracting monsters. Of course, it also messed up his ability to fly. He grabbed his phone and called Raine.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up." Jason felt a surge of adrenaline and a lump forming in his throat as he looked at the phone.

After what felt like hours, Raine picked up. "What's going on?"

"A vase fell on Nicos head and I don't know what to do," Jason said, his heart pounding.

"Did it break?"

"Yeah."

Raine cursed in Terrian. Jason was pretty sure she'd just cursed her mothers name. "I'll be there in a second." She hung up.

Jason quickly put down the phone, and ran downstairs. Nico was sitting down, holding a wet paper towel on his face. Leo was pacing around, clearly confused on what to do.

"I called Raine. She'll be-." Before Jason could even finish his sentence, Raine just appeared without any warning.

"Jason, clean up the mess that the vase left. Leo, you help him. Nico, I might have to knock you out."

Nico shrugged. "I've done that to myself before."

"I'm not even gonna ask."

Jason grabbed a broom and paper towels. "Leo, come on." Jason grabbed Leos hand and dragged him over to where the vase hit Nico.

***

After that mess, Raine left the house after making sure Nico would be okay. That left Jason and Leo alone.

Jason was clearly upset by what happened. He was fidgeting, and picking at his gloves. Leo didn't blame him. He was also shaken from what happened. But there was still one thing he couldn't understand. When the vase had hit Nico, it looked like someone had thrown it.

"Did- did you see exactly what happened?" Jason resorted to tapping his leg.

"No, I didn't." Leo glanced at Jason, attempting to avoid staring at his lips.

"Alright," Jason said, his voice shaky. Then, the unthinkable happened. Tears filled his eyes, streaming down his face. He buried his face in his hands, sobbing.

Leo flinched at that. He couldn't remember ever seeing Jason cry. Sure, he occasionally got teary-eyed, but those moments never lasted long enough for anyone who wasn't studying his face closely enough. And Leo had experience with staring at Jasons face.

"I should've been paying attention!" Jason sounded like a dying cat. He started yelling some things in a language Leo didn't recognize. He assumed that the other boy was cursing.

"Jason." Leo waited for Jason to calm down.

He just kept sobbing.

"Jason." Leo put a hand on his shoulder. "What's been bothering you?"

Jason looked at Leo. "What- what do you mean?" he asked through tears.

"When I found out you'd come back, you sounded like you were trying to calm yourself down after something. What was it?"

Jason looked around. "I- well- it's just- I had a nightmare," he stammered.

Son of a bitch. "I've both seen and heard you after nightmares, and you do not act like that. Tell me the truth."

Jason had a look of shame and embarrassment on his face. "It was about my mom." He sniffed. "But... that's not everything."

"What do you mean?"

"I... well, you'd make fun of me."

"No, I wouldn't. Tell me."

Jason took a few deep breaths. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"Yes, I'm sure." Leo looked Jason dead in the eyes. Jason seemed to be shaking.

"Oh my gods..." Jason looked at his feet, as if he was ashamed for what he was about to say. "Leo... how do I say this? You take up half of my thoughts. You... well, you're you. And I know you don't feel the same way, but..."

Leo knew where this was going. But he wanted to hear more of what Jason had to say.

"But I need to tell you this. I can't keep this to myself anymore." Jason took a deep breath.

"What is it?"

"I love you."

"That sucks for you," Leo blurted out.

Jason groaned. "Someone kill me." He smacked his forehead.

Leo felt like screaming, crying, laughing, and or smacking Jason in the face all at the same time. He had a feeling he needed time to himself so he could set himself on fire without burning the house down.

"Leo?" Jason didn't look at him. "You okay?"

Leo bit the inside of his cheek. "Yeah. I- well- I like you too." His nose caught on fire, and he quickly patted the flames out. "But, I feel like it's a little too soon to actually start dating. I literally just broke up with Calypso."

"Oh." There was a hint of jealousy in his voice. Jason had always seemed a little weird when Leo talked about Calypso, but he'd dismissed it as him wondering why his relationship with Piper didn't work out the way Leo and Calypsos had.

Mochi suddenly poked her head through an open window. She snorted, looking at Jason.

Jason sighed as he got up. He walked towards Mochi, and set his hand on her snout. "Hey, Mochi." He scratched her chin, and she purred like a cat.

Mochi snatched Jason up by his hood. She tossed him outside, and shut the window with her tail.

***

Jason face planted on the grass when Mochi tossed him outside. He sat up, brushing a few leaves out of his hair. He heard the window snap shut, and Mochi nuzzled his head with her snout.

"Hey, Mochi." Jason mustered a smile.

Mochi smacked him in the face with her right wing.

Jason flinched away, and snickered. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry! I won't leave you alone for that long again!" A puff of smoke escaped Mochis nostrils. She snorted, a proud expression on her face.

Jasons smiled faded. He scratched Mochi under her chin. It felt like there was soap in his eyes. He blinked more tears away, holding back a sob. Nico could have been okay if Jason had been there. He wanted to melt away into a lonely puddle, remembering the gash the vase left on Nicos face. Best case scenario, he'd be blind in his right eye permanently.

Mochi sniffed at Jasons face, and curled up beside him. What's wrong? she seemed to be asking.

Jason forced a laugh, and buried his face in his hands. He groaned, and wished he could go back to when he'd been disguising himself. "Myst" seemed less like Jason and more like another life. Hell, it kind of was.

Mochis head suddenly snapped up. She snarled, smoke curling from her nostrils.

"Is something wrong?" Jason stood up, scanning the area. He didn't see anything other than trees and glowing blue soul flowers.

He then heard a sound like a twig snapping. Jason slowly drew a dagger from his belt, careful to not drop it.

He silently approached the woods, gesturing for Mochi to stay put. Jason paused as he heard bushes rustling. He turned in the direction the noise was coming from, and gripped his dagger tightly. He dashed into the forest, hoping he wouldn't get lost again.

●

Jason hopped over a log and hit his ankle, cursing in Latin at the sudden pain. He paused to look around, listening for any sudden noises. All he could hear were crickets chirping and the sound of those strange creatures he'd found on his first day in Terria.

#valgrace #jason grace #leo valdez #valgrace fanfic #fanfic #what's a fanfic if you don't torture people? #jason grace x leo valdez #RUIN THEIR LIVES >:D #gay lil demigods <33 #i think i have a pacing issue but honestly i don't care at the moment #i def will in the future but i just dont fucking care rn #I SWEAR SILK ISNT GONNA BE JEALOUS THE WHOLE FIC #HE GETS CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT #current wip

[nugulover69]

Go-onger vs gekiranger movie livewatch notes (spoilers for all of gekiranger btw)

-Gou lost Bae in India and he does not care nor does anyone else care. that fly cured you of your werewolf disease you ungrateful bitch

-Hant hit on Miki when she would visit the curry shop he worked at. milf liker Hant

-The Engines and Jan talk in the same cutesy baby language incroyable

-Jan is immediately willing to trade Long's Ball Prison in exchange for the baddies not zapping Speedor. Sosuke has done worse things to Speedor but Jan's dainty kitty heart doesn't need to know that

-Jan scaling a building like spoider man

-Retsu and Gou playing the piano with their toes. big win for the Fukami liking feet freaks

-The baddies being able to hammer Long's Ball Prison into an Engine Soul shape is so concerning. why is it so malleable. i know its for the funny but still

-Ken's horndog behavior for girl yellows is mostly Not Funny Didn't Laugh but him giving Saki a ginkgo leaf with a smile drawn on it was cute

-Ran poking Gunpei's cheek also very cute. i too wish i could do that

-Jan being the reasonable one opposite Sosuke is so WeirdChamp. feral turned domesticated cat vs unneutered batshit orange tomcat

-Go on Wings already know beast fist because of course they do

-There are also plentiful Renn and Hant feet shots. toku foot perverts rejoice

-POV you are just a little upside down hater

-Actually I think teaching beast fist to the go ongers is a dangerous idea. they should NOT have this power they WILL do stupid shenanigans with them

-Sosuke getting his geki powers not though training but by being really passionate about saving Speedor. they would be so yaoi if Speedor wasn't a sentient toy car

-Incredible Blueisms on display here

-THE LONG IS OUT I REPEAT THE LONG IS OUT. WOW IT WAS THAT EASY HUH

-Go on Wings trained under Gorie Yen specifically what is this lore

-Bruh it was literally that easy to revive Leo and Mele lmao that doesn't cheapen their deaths at all

-Oh but they're going to perma super hell after this aight sure

-2 minute roll call babeyyyyyy

-Long's bipedal hydra form is so silly looking. tho i guess anything would be a downgrade compared to a horse hydra

-Bae is back from India (in a turban) no thanks to WORST FRIEND EVER GOU

-God the go on mechs are so ugly

-"Engine beast grand prix" sounds like a wild mario kart track

-Jan's hair is very long and pwetty

-Unhand him you purple furry

-Just as well Natsume's favorite food is egg tarts bc it seems Renn canonically cannot cook anything that isn't egg based. also Gunpei being so proud of buying the eggs ough kawaii doggy

-Jan doing Bomper's "bom bom!" ahhhhhhhh kitty

-Genki reds genki redding

-Oh neat they included some bonus live event footage. G3 princess rap and engine formation rap goated

-LMAO THERE'S A PREVIEW FOR KR DECADE HERE? also shinkenger. wow 09 sure was a while ago huh. don't like the passage of time much

Closing thots: cute lil movie! nothing particularly amazing or funny but the contrast between "competent and sensible people" gekis and "heads full of sawdust" go ongers was amusing enough. i would say that bringing Leo and Mele back from the dead AND releasing Long from his Ball Prison kinda cheapened the ending to geki but man. its sentai it ain't that serious lol

6/10 not enough genki red shenanigans for my liking. maybe Jan and Sosuke should have kissed a lil idk

#ck rambles #engine sentai go onger #juken sentai gekiranger #movie livewatch notes #go on wings learning kung fu from a gorilla with cornrows and never mentioning it to the go ongers is so funny. sentai rules

[acefaun]

Lol once again I am here to bless you with wacky request. What if all 12 gods (including our lovely King) watch Labyrinth and they all tease Leon about it and make him dress like the Goblin King for a whole day. RIP David Bowie 😭❤️

The King’s Labyrinth

Synopsis: Being the notorious trickster that he is, the King uses a film you’ve recently watched with the gods as inspiration for his latest entertainment. It doesn’t help that Leon looks like the Goblin King… Putting the thirteen of you in the Labyrinth, it only takes a little mind persuasion to get everyone to cooperate.

✨Masterlist✨ Female goldfish! 

A/n: Okay, this idea, but more in depth. More dramatic! Because the King wouldn’t settle for less. This trickster is my soulmate, by all means. He’s going all out. He IS making Leon the goblin King. And who’re the goblins? The other gods. Who’s helping you through the labyrinth? We have Ichthys(a mischievous shape shifter) and then we have Dui and Shadow Dui(who are two separate people that can never agree with each other. “One of us always lies and one of us always tells the truth.”). And finally, we have Aigo, a sleepy faun who really shouldn’t be much help.  That’s all I have as far as a draft goes. I’m breaking this up into chapters because I have IDEAS that are slowly building. I rarely do chapter stories. Let me get away with it just this once. 🙏🏻☺️ I’ll also cross-post on AO3 because I don’t do that enough… 

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8

–Word Count: 2.6K–

Chapter 1: Leon, the Goblin King

“Perfect,” I muttered, a grin on my face. “Perfect, perfect. This is just a blessing that I’ve created upon this Earth.” Despite the big grin I wore, I added, “He’s gonna hate me… I’m printing him a picture!”

Aigonorus watched as I rushed excitedly around my room, his eyebrows furrowing. “What did you do…?” 

“A wonderful question,” I beamed at him, turning around with my ipad in my hands to face him. “I’ve drawn the most beautiful picture of Leo and the rest of you. It’s my biggest accomplishment as an artist. I deserve the highest praise for my top-tier work. I’m so underrated!” I shoved my ipad closer to his face so he could see it from where his head poked out from under the blankets. He stared at it for the longest and most silent time. Sighing… I relented, “I’m a joke.”

His eyes shifted back up to me as he admitted, “I might be too sleepy… but I don’t know what I’m looking at.” He rubbed his eyes with his fist before looking back at the digital drawing. He could recognize it as the scene in the throne room where the Goblin King was holding the baby. He supposed it did look like Leon in there. But the goblins looked pretty funny to him. 

I pulled my ipad back, throwing myself back onto the bed beside him. “It’s supposed to be Leon and the rest of you looking like goblins! You’re there at the bottom laying on the floor. If you were a goblin, I bet you’d use Leo’s boot as a pillow.”

I felt accomplished at hearing a chuckle leave Aigonorus’s lips. He turned over, wrapping his arms around my torso as he pulled me closer to him, leaning his head against my shoulder, his nose nuzzling into my neck. “If I were a goblin… I’d still want to use you as a pillow. You smell better than a boot.”

Putting my ipad on my nightstand, I hugged Aigonorus, nuzzling into his hair in return. “Well, thanks. I’m glad I don’t smell like a boot. That’ll make it easier to sleep, won’t it?” He hummed in agreement and my head fell back onto my pillow. “G’night, Aigo.”

***

“(Name) (Last name).” 

I groaned, turning onto my side, hoping that Aigonorus would let me sleep longer with him.

“(Name) (Last Name).”

Wait… Where was Aigo? I turned over onto my stomach, not finding him next to me.

“Wake up.”

I muttered, “Five more minutes…” I wasn’t ready to get up. What was the rush? I wanted Aigonorus to wrap me up in the warm blankets again. Where was he? I peeked my eyes open, scanning my surroundings slowly before shooting up onto my knees in a sitting position. I quickly wiped the sleep out of my eyes, my gaze falling onto a glimmering ethereal figure before me. My mouth was open slightly as I scanned the figure up and down before breathlessly asking, “Your Highness?” Was I in the throne room? Was I sleeping in the throne room? I prayed to every god I knew that I didn’t use the King’s boots as a pillow.

“I’ve called you here because I require your assistance.” 

He watched me amusedly as I scrambled to get to my feet. I was sure Zyglavis would have my head if he knew I was lying around on the floor in the King’s presence. “I… Uh… I can help?” 

The King’s face relaxed back into a smile, though, even I could sense the ulterior motives behind the smile. He then requested, “I’d like to see that drawing you’ve made of the gods.”

Just as when I first found myself at his feet, I was speechless and wasn’t sure what to do for a brief moment before I found my ipad hovering in the air beside me. I flinched finding it so close beside my head, but this made me sure that he was being completely serious. Okay, now I was certain Zyglavis would kill me for feeding the King human entertainment rubbish. Hesitantly, I grabbed my ipad, searching for the awkward drawing that I’d made as a joke. Quietly, I prayed, “Please, tell me there’s more required than this embarrassing drawing…” Refusing to meet his gaze, I surrendered my ipad over to him.

He didn’t take it. Rather, he stared at the image from where he was sitting and my heart raced in anxiety. Was his smile growing? Did he look even more entertained than he did two minutes ago?! I was going to be murdered by the gods, my fate was sealed. 

“Yes,” he finally spoke, his eyes returning to me. “You’re going to be the most important piece. Here.” He snapped his fingers, a ring shimmering in the air before me. It looked like a normal, average band of silver; but I knew better. “You’re going to wear this for me. So long as you do, it will make things much simpler… and far more painless.” 

I glanced between the ring and the King just long enough to stall for time before I hesitantly took it between my fingers. There were odd engravings on it, but nothing I could recognize. Pursing my lips together, I dared to argue, “Your Highness, I don’t think the gods are going to like whatever you have planned.”

Oh, yeah… Now he was smirking, making me internally groan. “Fortunately,” He drawled, “You will not defy me.” I shook my head, silently agreeing with him as I slipped the ring onto my finger. “I’ll reward an obedient human for doing well in my Labyrinth.”

“Labyrinth?” My eyes widened. Now I had an idea of what he was doing but I couldn’t say anything to stop it. He had already snapped his fingers, my vision fading. 

“Should the ring be removed…” He paused cryptically. “Well, I would enjoy seeing the results far more than you…”

***

“(Name),” I flinched as my name was called, turning my attention to the intruding god that wasn’t supposed to be in my apartment. But Partheno looked amused that he startled me. “You’re jumpy today, aren’t you? What’s that lovely new ring you’ve got there?”

“What are you doing here?” I asked, pulling the headphones off of my head as I glared at him. 

He grinned as if he were proud of himself. “I’m here to visit you, of course. Things seem quiet in the Heavens for some reason… I had no reason not to come see my favorite human. Don’t you feel blessed?”

“I’d feel blessed if it weren’t a demon visiting me,” I shot back, turning away from him. Though, for some reason, his words resonated with me. Ever since I woke up, I felt something was missing… 

“Hey,” He called out, offended that I had just verbally lashed out at him. “There’s no need to be like that. I’m a god now, remember? Besides, I came to return something I found…” 

He trailed off, and I spun around to see what he could’ve stolen from me. “You- You took- Partheno, give him back!” My eyes were glued to the little stuffed goat in his arms. It was clearly mine, but I couldn’t recall where I got it from. All I knew was that it was important to me. “Give Nashira back!” 

I lunged for it, but all Partheno did was hold it higher, just out of reach. Before I could shout at him again, he offered, “What if I traded it for a kiss?”

I hissed in response, “Why would I kiss someone who’s so mean to me? Give Nashira back and go away!” My hands pressed into his chest, trying to usher him out of my room and toward the living room door as I simultaneously grabbed for my stuffed goat. 

It wasn’t that I didn’t like Partheno. I loved him as much as… as much as…

My brain refused to finish that sentence. For some reason, the thought escaped me. Regardless, I was trying to get rid of an annoyance. Partheno needed to visit me when I wasn’t feeling on edge and when he wasn’t returning a stolen item!

Still, Partheno refused to be shoved out of my door so easily. “My love is clearly having a mood swing today. I should stay to rectify her mood.” Smirking, he lowered the stuffed toy, not surprised when I aggressively snatched it from his hand. 

I rolled my eyes, turning on my heel as I retreated to my room. “I wish you would just…” I trailed off, my thoughts pausing again. But this time, my mind wasn’t blank with missing information. My mind provided me with just the right words to say. Only… it was ridiculous. “Seriously? To a god?” I glanced back at where Partheno was hopefully standing in my living room. Seeing that stupid love-struck look on his face, I hissed, “I wish the goblins would come and take you away, right now!”

Partheno looked surprised at what I’d just said, but I didn’t stay around long enough to hear his reaction. I stormed into my room, setting my stuffed goat back onto my bed and patting its head as though comforting it for its traumatic experience. I stayed there for a moment, anticipating that he would follow me, teasing me for what I’d shouted at him. But… the living room was silent. Turning around, it also appeared that the living room was dark. I glanced around my room as if waiting for Partheno to jump out and scare me. But the scampering I heard through the living room made my heart race. 

My hands shook as I stepped out of my room. If there was any time for Partheno to jump out and scare me, it was now as I was walking through the dark living room. But a thud made me anxiously turn around and find that the light in my room had gone out as well. “P- Partheno…?” The only light I could see was the light that was streaming through the windows from the moon outside. It only made things appear eerier as I could swear the shadows were moving around my space. “Partheno, that’s not funny. Where are you?”

My balcony doors bursting open made me screech in fear. The only logical thing to come to mind was that I forgot to lock the doors—that made it reasonable for the wind to blow them open. Rushing over to close them, I was forced to turn as I heard my chairs being shoved around the kitchen floor. “Partheno!” My hands shook as I backed from the kitchen. There was no way my words actually did anything, right? Partheno was a god… no one stole him away.

Turning back to address my open balcony, a firm chest muffled my pained groan. I prayed it was Partheno, but my heart jumped to my throat when I saw a face that looked too familiar to be ironic. My jaw dropped slightly as I frantically put space between us. “You… You’re the Goblin King…” Did he actually take Partheno?! “Please, I- I didn’t mean it. Please, give him back. I didn’t think he’d actually be taken. Where is he?” 

Leon tilted his head, less amused with my begging than he was with how I crashed into his chest. “You knew very well what you were saying. I granted your wish and you will never have to deal with him again. You know where I took him. You should be much more grateful.”

“I know you were just doing your job,” I acknowledged, but I still couldn’t let him get away with stealing Partheno. “But please, give him back.” 

“Return to your room,” he tried again, knowing very well that I would go against his wishes. “You have your toy. You’ll not be bothered again. Forget about the god.”

I pursed my lips together. Sure, Leon intimidated me… his presence was powerful. But I had to deny him. “I can’t. I made a mistake…” 

He hummed, silently agreeing with me. I wouldn’t have to be challenging him if I’d been more careful with my wishes. Still, he would not return the god no matter how much I pleaded with him. More than anything, he wanted to see if I’d continue to squirm and struggle. Curiously, he offered, “I’ll grant another wish of yours.” Snapping his fingers, another crystal orb appeared between his fingers. “Here, we can peer into all of your most precious dreams and grant anything you desire.” Glancing back to meet my curious gaze, he asked, “Do you want this? You need only give in.”

I quickly shook my head, trying to brush off whatever he was trying to bribe me with. I could tell he was only doing this for my best interest, but this entire thing was a mistake that I didn’t mean. “No, please,” I tried again. “I’m sorry I made that wish. I take it back! I understand what you’re trying to do for me and I appreciate it but I really didn’t mean to-”

“Oh-ho?” He interrupted, his head tilting, as he paced around me like a predator. “What’s said is said. I will not repeat myself. That god belongs to me now.” Waving his hand, a pale pink glass orb appeared on the tips of his fingers. Within the orb, my eyes widened as I saw Partheno. He looked lost… 

A wave of guilt hit me and I immediately reached for the orb, only to have it be pulled away from me, being held just above Leon’s head. “Wait!” 

I looked desperately up at Leon, but he didn’t look like he was going to be too merciful and hand over the orb. Instead, he looked peeved that I’d lunged at him. “Don’t challenge me,” he dispassionately glared at me as the orb vanished from his hand. “You’re no match for my power.”

That glare was enough to make me feel foolish for attempting to get Partheno back like that. Timidly, I asked, “Where is he?”

“Where do you think?” Turning to look behind him, Leon pointed outside of my balcony doors, showcasing an entire labyrinth with a castle at its center. “He’s in my castle, where he will stay. Well away from you.”

Staring at the scenery in awe, I whispered under my breath, “The castle beyond the goblin city…” Steeling myself, I decisively said, “I have to go there.” My eyes were glued to the castle in the distance. It looked too far away… but I had to get him back from the Goblin King.

Leon lifted an eyebrow as he witnessed my determination. “You still want to try to get him back?” He couldn’t admit how much he loved to see that look in my eyes. “You would go against my wishes to get that fool back? I advise against defying me, (Name).”

“I don’t have a choice,” I lamented, trying to gauge the distance between me and Partheno. “I’ll go to the castle beyond the goblin city… and I’ll get him back.” I wasn’t sure what kind of look Leon was giving me, but for the moment, I didn’t care. I was determined to find Partheno without his help. 

Seeing my powerful will, Leon smirked, deciding to turn this into a game. “Very well… I’ll return the god to you.” He liked how my eyes shot to him full of childish hope. “You’ll have thirteen hours to solve the labyrinth and find that god in my castle. Do that… and I’ll consider being merciful.” Seeing my new dead-set energy, he shook his head. “What a shame you had to pick the hard way…”

Snapping his fingers, not only did he vanish, but the surrounding room transformed until all that surrounded me was the barren landscape outside of the labyrinth as well as the immense walls that would take me into the maze. “Hm… Alright. Time to find my way to Partheno!”

#star crossed myth #star crossed myth fanfic #the labyrinth #scm leon #scm karno #scm teorus #scm huedhaut #scm tauxolouve #scm aigonorus #scm zyglavis #scm scorpio #scm ichthys #scm dui #scm partheno #scm krioff #zodiac gods #department of punishments #department of wishes #crossover #fanfic

[ticklish-n-stuff]

I have so much enstars brainrot but I have no one to annoy with my hcs so I'll just throw them into the tumblr void. This is just a mashup of random hcs for different characters 'cause I have no self control.

So as the love of my life, Leo gets the priviledge of being ticklish from head to toe but hear me out. Y'know how he composes music, that automatically solidifies the fact that he has ticklish hands hehehe~ I'll come up with any silly excuse to give a character ticklish hands jahfjshdjsh

Idk why but I always feel the urge to give purple haired characters odd tickle spots. And for a while I've thought about Mayoi having ticklish elbows 'cause ticklish elbows are so cute~! I can imagine him shrieking at the slightest graze along the spot

So y'know how Nazuna tends to slur his words when he gets like embarrassed or whatever, would that also happen when he gets tickled?? I say yes 'cause I can~! Imagine him just babbling out incoherent nonsense while being tickled to pieces. Also he looks like he might be a snorter, just saying. People who snort when laughing are so cute~

Ok so, Tsukasa with a super ticklish neck, that's it. He just looks like he would scrunch up and squeal at the lightest touch at his neck, the poor scrunchy baby. You just KNOW his other unit mates love to tease him about it, rip Tsukasa Suou

I have this feeling that Nagisa would launch random tickle attacks to Ibara throughout the day, or like give him a poke or something just to get him to smile. That boy needs to learn to smile genuinly more often.

Same thing except instead of Nagisa and Ibara it's Hiyori torturing Jun just for shits and giggles, someone save Jun

Going back to Mayoi, I like to think that whenever he starts talking bad about himself Tatsumi will just tickle all the negativity out of him until Mayoi repents XD

I'll leave it at that before I get too annoying lol

#enstars tickle #enstars tickle hcs

[wren-kitchens]

i personally would LOVE to read ur oc stuff!!! it sounds super cool :D

this took a very long time (i’m sorry lol) cause I wasn’t sure what was the best time to post it but i’m doing it now!

(also all the preexisting chapters are just gonna be spam posted, I apologise for that but i’m very excited to show people this lmao-)

Chapter One 

Well, Rowan's day was certainly eventful.

They'd known the kings of Infernia— Thalus and Damon— for nearly their entire life, but he'd barely even met their son, Cyrus. It was a bit of a shock to find Cyrus in full formal robes, bowing to him as he walked into the hall.

Cyrus' usually waist length hair was tied up in a braid, and his small horns were poking out more visibly than usual. His eyes were shifting from red to orange like glowing embers, as they usually did, but there was a nervous look in them that Rowan hadn't seen before.

It was odd to see Cyrus looking worried— he never seemed to be out of his depth— but he was certainly nervous now. 

Thalus was standing behind Cyrus, a very proud look in his eyes. "I'm glad you could come, Rowan." He smiled in that impressive way that made you feel like you should curtesy.

"Of course." Rowan bowed his head, glad for the distraction from Cyrus— when they started thinking about him, they couldn't seem to stop. "I could hardly miss it."

"Rowan!" A familiar voice called.

Rowan looked over to see Elliott grinning at him, waving and sitting cross-legged in midair, above the rows of seats.

"Leo." Rowan smiled, a knot of anxiety in their chest, that they hadn't noticed before, melting. It was hard to be stressed with Elliott around. 

They walked over to it. "I should have known you would arrive first." He said.

"Well what else did you expect?" Elliott grinned. "I just love to show you up."

Elliott gave Rowan a pointed look. "Besides, I heard what you were thinking about Cyrus." It said, sing-song.

"You have to stop reading my mind without warning." Rowan sighed. "Besides, I don't like Cyrus. I've told you a thousand times."

"You thought his eyes were pretty." Elliott said. "And that you thought it was sweet how much shorter than you he is. Are you really going to keep on telling me that you don't like him?"

"I am because I don't." Rowan insisted. "I can think someone's height is sweet without liking them."

"And his eyes?" Elliott smirked.

"If your eyes looked like fire, I'd call them pretty too." Rowan said. "I don't like him like that. He's honestly kind of annoying sometimes."

"Yeah, and so am I." Elliott pointed out. "And you like me."

"Well you're my best friend." Rowan said, shrugging slightly. "And, I might add, I don't like you romantically, so that proves my point."

Elliot paused. "That was bad reasoning on my part. But my point still stands."

Rowan laughed. "I win this time."

"Fine, but you won't win again." Elliott insisted. "I mean it this time."

"Like last time you meant it?" Rowan grinned. "And the time before that, and the time before that, and-"

"Alright, I get the point!" Elliott interrupted as Rowan burst out laughing again.

"If you don't win next time, you have to give up." Rowan challenged.

"No way." Elliott said. "You like him and I am not giving up on that fact."

Rowan sighed, knowing that Elliott wasn't about to back down. "Come on, we need to find our seats; the ceremony will start soon."

—-

Despite his obvious nerves, Cyrus looked surprisingly regal as he held the orb and sceptre of Infernia. His braid was now over his right shoulder, revealing the golden strand of his hair, intertwined with the rest of his jet-black hair, with matching golden ornaments in his plait. 

That golden strand was one of the things that Rowan found interesting about Cyrus, which convinced Elliott even further of Rowan's nonexistent crush on him. As Rowan constantly told Elliott, they could like something about a person without liking them romantically, but the demigod remained unconvinced.

Cyrus had an almost unreadable expression on, looking at something just past the audience. Rowan recognised that expression as the one he usually wore whenever he went out into public. It was guarded, but not harsh— hiding his worry behind a curtain of false calm.

"Will you, in your power, cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgments?"

"I will." Cyrus' voice was surprisingly steady when he spoke.

"And will you keep the peace between the lands of Infernia, The Overgrown and Immanis, and only break the peace if there is absolutely no other option?"

"I will." Cyrus replied.

The Officiator took the crown of Infernia from its pedestal. "Then I now crown you.."

Cyrus bent his head and the Officiator placed the crown onto his head.

"King of Infernia." 

Wow, what an exciting first chapter, huh? New king, and all.  You know, I've seen thousands of coronations in my lifetime, but it never gets dull. 

Each new monarch has their own way of ruling, and it's fascinating to see what they do and how they do it.

Not to spoil anything, but this generation of monarchs turns out to be very interesting..

-Elliott

#I did ittttt #i’m super happy lol #flowering flame #flowering flame story #oc #my characters! #flowering flame chapter one

[chiliiscereal]

Sample chapter of:

Hamato Elisabetta Sirani

-Tot days

When Splinter finds an abandoned child in an alley way he takes it upon himself to bring her into the Hamato family.

(Takes place during their tot days! This story will be broken up into different sections based on different parts of their lives. It’ll progressively tackle deeper subjects and deeper meanings in life. It starts out really fluffy but it’ll get there lol.)

Year thirteen

"HAMATO ELISABETTA SIRANI!" The voice yelled loudly.

Her father.

Well, not really.

He wasn’t her real father.

Sirani couldn't hear him. Or rather, she didn't want to.

She wanted to be left in the afterglow of destruction.

She wanted to feel nothing.

She wanted to be swallowed up in fire.

She wanted to finally let herself be brought under by violent waves.

She placed her hands over her ears, crumpling to the cement road.

"You gotta stop!" Another voice yelled, faintly sounding like her older brother.

Leo.

"Please! You need to stop!"

Mikey.

"You're hurting people!"

Raph.

"You're gonna destroy New York!"

Donnie.

The tears never stopped falling.

Not even for a second,

"Then let it fall."

Day one

Rain poured down from the rooftops as if it was dropped from buckets. The shadows grew more as the sun continued to lower itself in the horizon. Not a single person wanted to be out in a storm like this.

Unfortunately, someone had to be.

 "I told the boys! I told them!" Splinter grumbled to himself as he dug through the garbage cans in the alley. "I told them to let me know when we were low on supplies! But NOoooooo it's too hard!" He shook his head, whiskers twitching with irritation.

He wouldn't have to be out in the pouring rain looking for any form of nutrition if Leo had looked over their supplies like he'd been asked. He wouldn't have to be out in the cold searching for bandaids if Mikey hadn't thought skating down the stairs was a good idea!

How did that boy even get his hands on one? He barely knew how to walk! Sure, he could toddle for a couple feet but that didn't count!  

  If it were up to him he'd have all their skateboards locked up.

 His grumbling was interrupted by the sound of approaching footsteps. They were loud and fast... like someone was running.

 How was he able to hear that over the storm-

 Wait...

If he could hear them running...

And it was getting louder...

Then that must mean they were getting closer...

They were getting closer!

The rat jumped behind a garbage can quickly, breath quickening.

He listened intently.

Why would someone be running in a storm like this? Were they also fixing the mistakes of their children?

He peeked around the corner when the footsteps stopped.

Someone he couldn't quite make out was standing on the sidewalk, drenched to the bone.

 He sunk further into the shadows when they turned their head to scan the trashy area.

 Were they looking for him?

Did they finally get discovered?

Would he and his children finally end up being taken to a zoo or experimented on by scientists? Become mocked by the public?

But the person didn't seem like they were looking for someone.

They weren't rummaging through trash.

They were... placing something in it?

He managed to make out the rectangular shape of a box as the person placed it amongst the garbage bags.

He waited to see what they'd do next.  

They didn't do anything. They just left a lingering touch and straightened back up. They glanced back out at the street and drew whatever article of clothing they had tighter to their body.

 It was almost as if they were waiting for something. Or deciding.

But deciding on what?

Splinter inched forward curiously, accidentally knocking over an empty bottle with his tail.

He jumped when it shattered against the cement ground and whipped around to see how the unseen person would react to something breaking out of seemingly no where.

They were gone.

Just an sidewalk, a worried rat, and a... crying box?

Why was the box crying?

Was this a trap?

Was it Baron Draxum?

The foot?

Did his past finally catch up to him?

The crying grew louder and Splinter couldn't stop himself from inching forward. He had to know what was in there!

How lucky would he be if there also happened to be some food and bandaids in there.

Carefully, he took off the now soaked cardboard lid.

It wasn't a trap.

It wasn't supplies either.

And it definitely wasn't baron draxum.

It was a baby.

A tiny human baby, wrapped in a little pink onesie. Her soft brown hair was plastered to her forehead with rain.

She couldn't be much younger than Mikey.

Splinter took a step back.

Did that person MEAN to leave this child in a dark, cold alley?! Did they know someone would find it?!

 The baby cried again, shivering.

Splinter couldn't help himself.

He reached down into the box and picked her up carefully.

It was then that he noticed the packages of dry formula and bottle that had been in there with her.

Whoever left her...

They'd done it on purpose.

The poor rat man didn't know what to do.

He couldn't bring her to the police! He was a rat!

He couldn't follow after that person! They were already gone!

However... Splinter happened to be an expert at adopting creatures that weren't his.

He held the child closer, trying to give her his warmth.

What was one more child for the Hamato family going to do? Nothing bad, in Splinters opinion.

He had experience with human children before. If anything this should be easier than raising four mutant turtle boys.

They might appreciate some new company as well.

 It was decided.

The child was officially a Hamato now.

He grabbed the box with the formula and bottle and headed back for the sewer lid, the fussing child in his hands.

————-

The lair was stuck in the same chaos there was when he had left.

"Dad said no skating!" Donnie yelled, trying to catch Mikey as he zipped past him while lying belly down on the board.

 Mikey giggled, not even bothering to stop . He swerved to the right to avoid hitting Leo.

 "you need to learn how to walk right!" His purple masked brother protested. He nearly tripped over his own feet. "You're using the board as a crutch!"

 "Mikey you ran over my foot!" Raph yelled, clutching his toes. "DAD!"

 "Dad's not here, Raph!" Leo yelled, watching Mikey zoom past. "But it's my turn on the skateboard!" He joined Donnie in his chase after their brother via crawling.

Only Donnie really knew how to walk right at this age.

Well, Donnie and Raph that is. Raph could walk since he was a year older than Leo and two years older than Mikey. Donnie could walk because he was determined to beat Leo at something. He'd even taken it upon himself to read a how-to-walk article on the internet.

Mikey and Leo were still wobbly and couldn't run without their legs getting carried away and leading them face first into the ground.

Mikey was the only one that wasn't very good with his words yet as well.

He sure could shout and scream though.

Splinter shook his head at his children. "It is no ones turn on the skateboard!" He adjusted his grip on the little girl and gave the boys a stern look. "I have told you time and time again that it is too dangerous for you!

 They immediately stopped what they were doing.

 Mikey rolled off the board and looked at the ground sheepishly.

 The rat snatched the device from the ground. "I want change. Not guilt" He set it on the 'do not touch' shelf much to the dismay of his children.

 Leo's attention was drawn from the loss of his entertainment to whatever it was that Splinter was carrying. The way he held it was so careful. Like it was delicate. It had to be something special.

"What's that?" He pointed at the pink bundle. "Is it a toy?"

 "bandaids?" His box turtle brother asked hopefully as he pointing at his still hurting knee.

 "A science expiriment?" Donnie inquired, adjusting his rectangle glasses.

  Raph joined in before Splinter could even open his mouth. "Food?"

 "No, this is not food!" Splinter rolled his eyes. "This, my children, is the newest member of the family." He set the baby down in Soft shelled ones arms, curious to see how his boys would react.

The boys eyes went wide and no one spoke.

It was silent for a minute.

Maybe two.

They stared at the sleeping baby in confusion.

Wonder.

Curiosity.

The brothers huddled around to stare at it.

Splinter was satisfied. They were intrigued. Not mad. Not jealous.

So far, so good.

 Finally Donnie sat down, poking the girls face. "You mean as a pet?" He frowned up at his father. What was he meant to do with this creature? Was he supposed to feed and water it like a plant? Was it like those frogs he saw high school students dismember in biology on tv?

 "No, she is your sister." The rat nodded. "Now get acquainted while I go get her food ready."

The boys watched the kid with silent interest.

All but Mikey that is.

The boy hadn't really understood what Splinter meant so he went back to plotting to get the board back.

 Leo watched Splinter until he was out of the room, turning his attention to the baby in his brothers arms. "Sister? She doesn't really... look like us." He glanced at his own green skin and back at the baby's porcelain face.  "Is she even a turtle?" He asked as Donnie sat on the floor next to him.

  "Doesn't look like a turtle to me." Raph frowned. "There's no shell!" He pulled down the blanket she was wrapped in to get a better look.

 "I bet she's a bird!" Leo grinned. "She's gotta be a bird if she came from outside!"

Maybe she’d teach him how to fly! Maybe she’d teach him how to soar and build nests!

 Donnie rolled his eyes at his aliterate siblings. "Birds have feathers, Leo."

Were they seriously this dumb? Did they not know what a bird was?

 "Birds don't need feathers!" Leo protested. "Raph and I saw a featherless chicken on the tv this morning and it was EXACTLY this color." He poked the baby's arm and held one of her fingers.

Why did she have so many?

They were… small.

Donnie set his mouth in a straight line. "Leo, this is obviously a human baby."

 "Human?" Raph questioned.

 "You know... those people that are built like us but without shells and a different color on Sesame Street? They have five fingers?" He attempted at jogging their memories. "Like Mr. Noodle?"

 "She's Mr. Noodle?!" Leo gasped. "Who turned him into a child?!" He snatched the girl from his arms quickly and held her out. "MR. NOODLE! I’M YOUR BIGGEST FAN!"

 "She's NOT Mr. Noodle!" Donnie yelled.

The baby opened her eyes sleepily, awakened by the noise.

One was a soft honey brown.

The other was like the sky that the boys had only seen once before when Splinter took them outside.

"Woahhhhh..." Raph marveled. "Definetely not Mr. Noodle!"

Was it possible for people to have two different colored eyes?

Did all humans have that?

The ones on Sesame Street didn’t…

"What gave you that idea." Donnie rolled his eyes.

He couldn’t help but be intrigued by the different colors. How in all of science was this possible? He hadn’t ever heard of anything like this before!

 "Well, turtle or not, we're keeping her!" Leo held the small girl up proudly. "Welcome to the family!" He pointed out across the room dramatically. "Everything the light touches... or rather doesn't touch... is yours!"

 Splinter nearly had a heart attack when he saw how the confused child was being held. "Blue! You don't hold children like that!" He rushed from the kitchen and took the girl from him.

  "How am I supposed to hold her?" Leo pouted. "She didn't tell me I was doing it wrong!"

 The rat father barely could keep his face palm on the inside. "She is a baby, blue. She does not talk yet." He cradled the baby so the boys could see how to do it. "It is like this. See? You hold her head like so and she is safe in your arms."

  "Like a burrito!" Raph reached up excitedly. "Can I try?"

 Splinter set the child in his arms carefully.

 Raph adjusted his hold to copy what his father had done. "Like this?"

 "Very good, Red!" Splinter patted his head.

 "Move over!" Leo yelled at his brother. "I wanna try!"

  "Me to!" The smallest yelled, losing interest in the board. He didn't really know what they were talking about. All he knew was that if his brothers wanted it then he should want it to.

  "I'm the one that figured out she's human!" Donnie joined. "I deserve to hold her!"

 "You will all get a chance to hold her!" Splinter shut down their bickering immediately. "After all, she's spending her life with us. It is up to us as her family to help her grow."

 The boys nodded confidently.

They had a responsibility for this tiny child now.

Raph was excited to have a sibling who wouldn’t shoot down his ideas. Someone who would marvel at everything he did. Someone he could teach. Someone new to play with. There were so many more games they could play now that they had five people! He’d help her ride a bike, learn how to read, learn how to fight, and he’d help her become a member of their small family.

Donnie was less enthralled. Would he have to share? Would he have to babysit? Would this new sister make fun of his science? What if she was just like Leo? What if she started competitions with him that he couldn’t win?

Leo still didn’t fully understand that this child was his sister now; that she’d be staying forever. He was too excited to realize that. He’d be able to prank her! He had someone new to bother when he and Donnie got into fights!

Mikey still didn’t know what was going on. He just guessed that this would be the way they rolled from now on.

Neat.

 "What's her name?" Leo asked, patting the baby's now dried brown hair.

She gripped his hand softly, confused by the green color.

 Splinter pondered on what he should say. The child hadn't been given a name. There was nothing in the box that would even suggest one.

  But, his sons were named after great renaissance painters.

Maybe he should follow that tradition.

One of his mothers favorite artists was a woman by the name of Elisabetta Sirani.

He took his one idea and ran with it.

"Her name is Sirani." He nodded proudly. "Elisabetta Sirani."

Will also be posted on noandisaidno on wattpad!

@dakotafinely

@amirulamani

#for you #bookish #disney #digital art #small artist #tik tok #tik tok art #wattpad #fanfic #percy jackson #rottmnt oneshots #rottmnt leo #rottmnt imagine #rottmnt headcannons #rottmnt fic #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #disaster twins #splinter #hamato yoshi #lou jitsu #baron draxum #adopted

[achliegh]

A Plan

Here is the full thing with some updates as well!

It's spicy sexy time! I was at work just doing my job when this idea came into my little ole noggin. It was amazing trying to think of the different clusters of words used to describe exactly what I want to happen. Not to brag but I’ve got some sexy tricks up my sleeve as a professional, lol. IT’S A LONG ONE PEOPLE!

CW/TW: Explicit smutty smutty sexy time, food, sexy talk, chirping

Characters belong to @lumosinlove

It was a low feeling in his belly he wanted to reach out and touch but for some reason anytime he reached for the beautiful men in front of him he could never quite reach. He started breathing heavy and an embarrassing whimper fell from his lips as he watched the two people he loved kiss with a fire so hot he felt it warm his inside. He was so hard. He wanted to touch himself to get some relief but again, he couldn’t reach. It was frustrating in so many ways.

Logan suddenly woke up. His eyes blinked open and all he felt was that he was alone in bed and extremely hard. Like two tugs and he's a goner. He could hear the shower running and wondered how his boys snuck out when he always woke up at the littlest movement. He took a deep breath and was deciding whether he should go and find his boys to have them take care of him or he could just take care of himself and let his boys fuck him after practice. He then had an amazing and horrendous idea enter his head. What if he let his boys fuck him before practice and then tried to act like he totally wasn’t walking a little funny… it was kinda hot and his dick twitched in agreement.

He decided that was the plan he was gonna go with, he looked at his phone and saw they had late practice today (Probably why he slept until 9 am) so that meant they had plenty of time for naughty shenanigans. He smiles to himself as he felt his whole body flush from the excitement of arousal. He tossed himself out of bed and tiptoed to the bathroom, the door was slightly open and some music was playing but his mind was so gone he couldn’t even tell you what the song was. He walked into the bathroom to find Finn showering, he snorted when he saw him dancing a little in the shower and singing to the music. His toned body flexing with every move and the water covering his body made him glow like an angel. Logan bit his lip and closed the door all the way and leaned against it, sighing happily as he thumped his head back on the door closing his eyes for a second.

When he looked back at where his lovely redheaded lover was he felt a spike of heat run from his groin to his chest when he saw Finn staring at him. His pupils were blown wide like a wild animal and he was now flushed just like Logan. He stopped his roaming eyes on Logan’s hard cock and noticed a delicious twitch from the to hard appendage. Finn opened the shower door and reached his hand out to the shorter boy with a wild smile.

Logan took his hand feeling like he was still dreaming and was pulled under the hot pulsing stream of water. Finn ran his hands from Logan's hands up his forearms, to his shoulders, to the sides of his neck and back down again. He dragged his nails down Logan's sides making the younger boy feel like he was being swallowed by fire. Logan leaned into Finn pressing open panting kisses to his shoulders and chest. Logan reaches his hands to grip The taller boy's hips in a way of silently begging him to take him, use him, and do as he pleases.

“You know we have practice today right?” Finn spoke into Logan's ear and smirked when he felt Logan shiver, his hands finding his way to the brunette's booty kneading it so it makes it hard for Logan to answer him. He moved his head to look Lo in the eyes, He knows he’s long gone into a sex induced haze. So, Finn gives him what he wants he reached between them and gives Logan's cock a sharp tug and watches the boy almost go crossed as all the breath leaves his lungs. He's gripping Finn's hips like a lifeline. “Tell me what you want, honey. I know you can use your words.” He tips Logan chin up with his hand as he keeps pleasuring him with tight short tugs not giving him fully what he wants.

“I want you- I want you inside mE” His voice pitches up as Finn runs a calloused thumb over the tip of Logan's now leaking cock. Logan feels his heart rate increase as he sees Finn reaching for the lube they just casually keep in the shower because this happens more often than not. It saves water. He feels himself being turned to face the wall and places his hands on either side of his chest. He wants to turn his head and look but he also loves not being able to know what is going to happen. It sends electricity through his body. He hears the cap of the lube open and he steps his legs more apart and arches his back so his chest is flush to the shower wall and he presses his forehead into the cool tile.

“This what you want? Hm?” Finn is rubbing his hands up and down the inside of Logan's thigh just watching him fall apart. He hears a whimper and sees a nod and chuckles a little. He squeezes some lube into his fingers and rubs them together to warm the lube and relax it. He runs his thumb over Logan's entrance and catches him off guard by following his thumb with his tongue and feels Lo’s legs start to shake. He can’t see it but he knows a silent moan fell from his lovers mouth as his jaw hangs open and his eyes squeezed shut. He pulls away to slowly slide his middle finger into the smaller boy and finally hears the sounds of pleasure. Logan moans quietly obviously trying to stay quiet so Leo didn’t come in. He was planning something and Finn was gonna help him. He started sliding his slick finger in and out of the tight ring of muscle and smiles when love starts to push back on his finger. He adds another and but the thought of Logan's tight heat around him makes him want to move his fingers faster but loves watching Logan fall apart before they even get to the main event. He also knew that out of the two Finn was much more soft than Leo when it came to just fucking Logan senseless and Logan was in a mood to be ravaged both ways. Finn loved that.

“Oh Fuck!” He is trying to hold himself together as his fingers flex against the tiles, Finn's fingers feel like they are taking him apart little by little. Like a piece of bread you break off small pieces to eat. But the bread was Logan and he was getting fucked instead of ate… even though he would take both if he was being honest. He felt the fingers slide out of him completely knowing he was stretched enough for Finn and Finn would stretch him enough for Leo. He heard the lube bottle let out a fart sound and couldn’t help but laugh like he was twelve. Finn joined him laughing as he lubed himself up and lined up with Logan's slick entrance. He places his hands on his waist and gives a loving squeeze. Logan turned back to give Finn a little smooch before turning back to the wall and wiggling his tush at him. “I’m waiting” He feels a little smug until Finn pushes himself inside nice and steady, feeling the burn of the stretch take his breath away every time his boys enter him. He moans louder than before and his breathing had picked up as a new wave of arousal washed over him. He lost himself in the fireworks exploding all over his body as Finn was pushed in and pulled out whispering endearing filth into his ear while ramming into his walls trying to find a specific spot that would drive Logan over the edge.

Finn left like he was a little deliourus from just how fucking good Logan was he moaned in a way that drove Finn crazy, he wanted anything he could give him. He was tough enough to handle the harsh angry fucking and sweet enough to handle the adoringly slow love making. He was perfect and the feeling of being inside him was indescribable. Finn knew exactly where Logan's prostate was and knew Logan hated that word because it sounded too medical. He was just trying to bring himself closer to the edge before shoving Logan off it. It was an addictive edge that they frequented now that they were allowed too. The view was amazing.

They blamed Leo for being a teenager when really it was mostly them instigating it.

He wrapped one arm around Logan's chest and pulled himself deeper into him. They were flush together as Finn pressed into Logan's prostate and grinding. He was sucking bruises onto Logan's hot neck, he felt hands reaching up over their heads and gripping Finn's hair pulling his head into Logan's neck. He started working on a hickey that would be a bright magenta by the time he was done.

Logan was on another plane of existence, he felt like he was floating but was incredibly grounding by his hands in Finn's hair as he was grinding into his spot. It was so good tears were forming in his eyes as he forgot to breathe for a moment, his entire body seized up as he fell over the edge. He would have let out a positively indecent sound if his voice wasn’t stolen from him from the immense feelings of love, affection, and pure bliss. When he finally came down from his high the water was cold. Finn reached to turn the water off and pulled out Logan holding him up, as he went limp.

“You still alive there?” He poked Logan's cheek a couple times and felt him laugh as Finn turned Logan around to face him and left a leg go around his waist. “I should have guessed, its never one and done with you” He smiles and leans down to kiss the brunette as he gave his thighs a squeeze. Logan jumped a little so Finn could hold him up with his arms firmly holding his ass. He knew what Logan wanted, he slowly slid himself back into the smaller boy and felt his nails dig into his shoulders. Finn groaned at the feeling of being back inside his lover and the nails causing his skin to buzz. He started fucking up into Logan and heard him whine with over stimulation and dragged his nails from his shoulders to his biceps and gripped them tightly. A second thin stream of come started leaking from Logan's cock. Finn could feel how tense he was and it only took two more thrusts before he felt himself releasing into the beautiful tanned boy. He rested his head on Logan's chest as he fucked through his orgasm, he looked up and kissed him with a burning fever. They made out all teeth and tongue for a few minutes. When they pulled away and rested their foreheads together they were smiling. Both were covered in a red flush. Finn pulled out of Logan and slowly set him down to make sure he didn’t slip. Once they were steady he walked into the bedroom and flopped onto the bed.

Usually, Logan got sleepy right after sex, so he was expecting him to come and flop onto of Finn and be demand to be held. Logan instead went and grabbed a pair of loose boxers and put them on with a shy smile on his face.

“Do you want to come out and have sex with Nutty?” Finn blinked at him for a moment.

“Insatiable” he could hear what sounded like a pan sizzling in the kitchen and guessed Leo was back from his run this morning. Boy was he in for a treat. “I think I’ll sit this one out, but be as loud as you want.” He smiles as Logan gives him a little peck before going out to find their sunshine.

Leo had his airpods in and was listening to music, he came back from his run five minutes ago and was still sweating. He didn’t take off his earphones when he came home because he didn’t want to wake up his boys with his music in the kitchen as he made food. He was watching a couple of ham patties in the pan sizzle when he felt wet hair against his back and a warm body press up against him. He smiled as strong arms wrapped around his waist and leaned back into the warm chest behind him. He turned off the stove and took out one of his earphones.

“Good morning!” He smiles and turns around to see Logan looking adorable with a flushed face from what he guessed was the shower but he had a certain glow about him that he memorized a while ago. “Did you get yourself off in the shower?” When Logan shook his head and his blush got darker Leo understood. “Fish got you off in the shower?” Logan bit his lip and nodded resting his chin on Leos chest looking up at him with a slightly dazed look. “Were you polite and returned the favor?” Logan nods and moves his hands to interlock on the back of Leo’s neck. Leo leaned down to kiss him and made a bit of a surprised sound when the kiss was a lot less chaste then he thought it would be. He relaxed into it and backed Logan up to the counter and lifted him up to sit on the counter as he rolled his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Will you fuck me Peanut?” Logan smiles shyly at him and it is adorable. It gives Leo butterflies because he rarely ever sees Logan this shy and this polite.

“Lube is in the bedroom, we need to move there.” He goes to pull Logan off the counter but is instead pulled back into the smaller boys tight clutch. He has his legs around Leos waist and his arms around his chest koala hugging him.

“Trust me we don’t need it” He is still bright red and buries his face into the younger boy's sweaty chest. He could tell Leo was blushing because he felt his chest heat up. He looked up to see Leo had his mouth hanging open a little and his pupils had grown three sizes. He pushed his hands under Leo's shirt and that seemed to have taken him out of his daze.

“Are-Are you sure you don’t want me to grab it just in case? Also, is the counter really the best spot for this? Isn’t it going to make you even more soar? Wait, we have PRACTICE later!” Of course, a million thoughts are going through his head as Logan takes his shirt off and starts leaving a couple of light love bites on his chest. The older boy starts untying the tie on his shorts and pushes them down so he's just in his running leggings. His mind goes blank as he feels a warm hand cup his quickly filling dick through his leggings. His breath leaves his lungs and all's he can think about is fucking Logan into the counter. He looks at Logan through his eyelashes.

“Right here” he whispers to the younger boy and he suddenly has a hand on his chest pushing him to lie flat on the counter. He smiles from anticipation and moves a little to get comfortable. He feels calloused fingers toying with the waistband of his boxers.

“Why did you put underwear back on?” He runs his fingers under the thigh of

Logan's boxers and smirks when he doesn’t answer. Logan is looking away from him and biting his lip with the cutest blush crawling down his neck. “Was someone feeling shy?” He pulls Logan's underwear off and reaches down to feel just how stretched he is. He will admit that he was expecting a little of Finn still in his lover but he wasn’t expecting him to be dripping with him. There was a tug in his belly from the thought of Logan planning to fuck him while being fucked by Finn. He wonders if he should call Finn in here.

“I asked him earlier, he was a loser and said I wore him out.” Logan hums a little, he's always had a knack for knowing what Leo is thinking. He felt Leo slid three fingers into him easily, he pulled his finger out and he felt Leo lean down to lick his nipple. “Leoooooo, stop stalling!” He huffs a little annoyed and yelps in surprise when he feels a pinch on his side.

“Let me enjoy myself!” He laughs a little and tugs his leggings and underwear down his thighs. He grabs himself and slowly pushes the head of his cock into Logan and watches his face open up. He can’t help but lean down and kiss him. Sliding his tongue into Logan's mouth so he is completely stimulated with only Logan. He snaps his hips forward, ripping a groan from both of them. Then, he set a punishing pace. Fucking Logan deep and hard.

The opposite of Finn, the best of both worlds in Logan's opinion.

He grabbed both Logan's wrists and pulled his arms towards him while keeping Lo laying down. Making him take him further and pounding into his prostate. Logan is loud at both his lovers requests. He isn’t screaming but he is pretty sure if someone walked past their apartment door they could hear him. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge again. Leo had a crazy stamina but since Logan had already come twice today he didn’t know if he could handle more than once… but he really wanted Leo to come in him so he’d hold on as long as he could. Leo placed his hands on either of Logan's waist when he let go of his wrists. Logan reaches up and grips Leos shoulders from under his arms. Holding the younger boy closer to him his breath hitches as he feels Leo slow for a moment and grind into him before picking his pace back up.

“I’m cumming!” He feels the words fall out of his mouth before he even realizes what's happening. He arches his back and bites into Leos shoulder as he drags his nails down his back. He really needs to trim his nails. He comes in between them painting both their chests. Feeling Leo fuck him through his orgasm and not stop makes him smile. He's over stimulated and starting to get a little tired but he still feels so electric with the energy Leo is pushing into him. He can tell the younger boy is getting close by the way his brow furrows and his hips stutter every few thrusts. “Cum for me Leo”

After about twelve more thrusts Logan feels the warmth of Leo releasing inside him and he himself feels like he's coming again but dry this time. He has so many endorphins thrumming through his body he doesn’t feel Leo pull out or pick him up.

“We have about two hours until practice, get some sleep. I’ll wake y’all up when i get done with some food and maybe take a shower.” He smiles as Logan nods, still having a silly smile on his face as he cuddles into Finn's side and buries his face into the sleeping boy's chest.

How did he get so lucky?

#leo knut #logan tremblay #finn o'hara #lumosinlove #sweater weather #coast to coast

[talas-starlight]

if ur still taking requests, it would be amazing if you could do a reader x Leo or reader x percy (I love them both!) Can you do one where the reader is sick, and the other takes care of them? The rest is up to u. Thank you so much~

- 💜 anon

a/n: OMG HIYA  💜 ANON!!!! i was so happy when i got this request i don't think you have any idea eep!!!! hehe i decided to go with leo x reader but who knows i might do percy in the future hehehe - i hope you like this btw!! hehe feel free to lmk what you think!! :)) 

Also warning maybe??? There is mention of periods, hormones, crying & the flu ish lol

Slowly pulling out of one of the best naps you’ve had in your entire life, you heard the warm voice of your boyfriend underneath you. “Y/n? Mi Amor?”

Nothing.

“Come on Amor; you need to wake up. I know you’re drowsy from the meds, but if you keep sleeping now, you won’t sleep later. I know you hate it when you screw up your sleeping schedule.”

Knowing your voice would be muffled by the thick, oversized sweater Leo was wearing, you let out a throaty, “Mhmmmm…”

Brushing some hair out of your face, you heard him huff.

He hated it when you got sick. It wasn’t your first time, and sadly, he knew it would most certainly not be you last. Similar to him… you tended to get so caught up in certain activities that you managed to forget to look after yourself. While he couldn’t blame you- he wanted to cry at how hard it was to look after you sometimes. Especially because of the communication barrier that occurred every time you got sick.

On your average day-to-day healthier personality, you were one of the most energetic, and loud people he knew. Yet as soon as you caught on to any form of a flu-like illness, you were a goner. Because apparently illness meant that your usual energetic personality died with it bringing your considerably good communication skills down to one that could be compared to a literal baby.

“Leo?”

“Yes, Mi Amor?”

“I’m cold.”

“Are you serious? Y/n…. you know I’m already heating you up, right?” His voice was down to a barely-there whisper, genuinely afraid for your health considering he was already using his powers to the point where he knew that if he tried to warm you any more than he already was, he’d physically burn you.

You sighed. “I know- it’s just… I need to be a little bit warmer.” Looking up at him, you silently pleaded the best you could without looking desperate; You even reached up to play with his gorgeous curls in hopes that it would coax him into it. “Please?”

Reaching up and taking the hand that was in his hair, he pulled it out, giving it a small kiss before caving in. “Fine. Just get off me for a bit.”

“Huh? Why?” Unsure if it was because of the meds or because of your hormones acting up due to your upcoming period, him asking you to break physical contact made you tear up. So much for not looking desperate.

Immediately sensing your panic, Leo cupped your face kissing the stray tear that managed to make its way down your cheek. “Hey, hey, it’s okay bubs I’m just going to do something, so I don’t burn you.”

Silently nodding in understanding, you backed up onto your knees. Leo trying his best to move as quickly as possible, lifted his extra-large sweater, “come on bubs, lay inside the sweater. Then you can warm up some more, and I won’t have to hurt you.”

Smiling in understanding and excitement that you get to be even closer to him, you quickly made your way so that you were laying directly on him and poking your head out from its equally as large gap. “Hmmm, this is nice.” You hummed in satisfaction as you snuggled your face into the crook of his neck.

Softly kissing your head, he wrapped his arms around your frame, encompassing you in a burrito of warmth. “Just get well soon Mi Amor.”

Soon enough, Leo let you fall back into another deep nap, despite knowing that you’d get mad at him at 3 am when you were hungry and unable to fall back asleep. Yet he wasn’t able to resist because even though he missed his energetic and loud girlfriend, he was able to hold you close.

my masterlist: here!

#can someone pls call me amor i would diE #languages are the way to my heart pleasE #💜 anon #leo #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez x you #leo valdez x y/n #leo valdez x fem! reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #hoo #heros of olympus #leo valdez fic #leo valdez fanfic #pjo fanfic #leo valdez fluff #leo valdez angst #bad boy supreme #leo valdez bad boy supreme

[whaleofatjme1920]

HEY B GIMMIE THAT SWEET SWEET RIVAL MATCHUP U ALREADY KNO

You already know who this is but ill still give u a hot rundown: My names Ally, im 20 years old 5’7’’ and a Leo/year of the dragon/INFP. She/They pronouns and im Pansexual but i dont think that matters much in this situation >:P. Appearance wise i have shoulder length curly red hair and green/grey eyes, suuuuper pale skin and freckles. Im def an ambivert, very protective of people who mean alot to me and kind of sharp tempered, especially when people start talking about shit they dont know anything about. Im also a pretty big perfectionist and people pleaser and will beat the FUCK outta myself if i feel like i let people down or made people upset when i could have helped it. But thats all about me, heres those wacky questions!

- Stated before, but im an August Leo! I would say my aura would probably be a pinkish/ purple color? For dislikes i def dont like bitter foods, being too hot, rumors, people talking behind my back, ppl who act like they know what theyre talking about, ppl cutting me off when i lose my train of thought, conservatives, not caring about climate change/the planet in general, tight or restrictive clothes, not having enough time in the day, capitalism, ect. Honestly the most off the wall thing for me that would make me throw hands on sight would probably be someone saying some shit about my close friends behind their back to me.

- Once when I was 14 me and about 10 other people squeezed into a mini van at about 3am and drove around the town, not a single one of us had a license or were over the age of 16, and we were all ridiculously drunk and high the entire time (except the driver. we were underage, not stupid). After driving halfway across the island we got pulled over by cop on the interstate, and he walked up to the car, looked at the driver, then into the passenger seat and saw literally 10 KIDS OBVIOUSLY DRINKING and the car absolutely reeked of bud, then looked back at the driver and simply told him “Your tail light is out. Get home safe” and drove away. Ive never seen god faster than that moment LMAO

- I could never willingly fight a raccoon, youre sick for suggesting that >:/ They are precious boys and ive saved too many from drowning in my pool for me to lay a finger on one. And as for dealbreakers? My biggest one in a relationship is cheating, but thats pretty basic LMAO. I would also say one that’s definitely second in rank would be expecting someone to stay the same through out the relationship and getting upset when the person changes. We are human beings and developing and growing, if you dont support me in that nothing is going to work. I explained a bunch of things i dislike in people above, but ill also add in here people who hurt animals in any way/ litter for no reason. If one of my friends throws a piece of trash out of my car im slammin on the brakes and youre getting out and picking it up. And god forBID you touch an animal around me il doing whatever you did to it to yourself no hesitation.

- I would hate being stuck in a room with anyone, i have decently bad claustrophobia and if we were in there for more than a day i would start bugging out LOL But probably the worst type of person would be someone who just doesn’t shut up and trys to act like they know everything. Those are like, the most insufferable people to me. ESPECIALLY if theyre wrong and refuse to admit it. Whenever i think of being locked in a room, somehow i always imagine like a dark navy blue room with one small window and completely empty floors and walls, everything made out of carpet. Dont ask me why, i have absolutely no clue.

my feed back is ily bitch gimmie a good one i wanna fight a bitch

Your enemy is… Eyeless Jack!

In general:

I told you this yesterday but I wasn’t expecting you to send this in and must've spent like 5 straight minutes wheezing reading this. My gut reaction was Jeff, but based on what you wrote about the room, I’m going to say your enemy is actually Eyeless Jack!

Things he doesn’t like about you and how he pisses you off:

EJ doesn’t like that you’re a Leo. I’m not elaborating on that. He’s such a cold, clinical, heartless bastard that everything you are just goes against whatever tf he actually believes and acts as. I feel like you being a perfectionist would just brush against his perfectionist tendencies and habits. He’d say everything you’re doing is wrong. Just a dick. EJ may or may not exploit your weaknesses but that’s just because he thinks it’s fun and doesn’t like you.

EJ is a god of knowing what he’s talking about and it leads to this cocky, know it all attitude. It’s gonna brush you the wrong way. He knows that and takes joy in it. He will always attempt to one up you in knowledge and grin when he sees you falter. On the other end, if you catch him off guard he’s gonna be SO MAD. He will purposely turn up the heat in your presence just to make you upset. He will breathe down your neck and get in your personal space just to make you more uncomfortable. EJ isn’t anywhere NEAR a conservative or a climate change denier but he will take those positions just to make you mad and laugh over your attempts at arguing with him. Like Jeff, he’s a huge devil’s advocate and will start shit just because he can. I don’t actually think he’d talk about your friends negatively in front of you though, but he would definitely say stuff about you to your face.

EJ thinks it’s stupid you drank underage and will poke that memory. He will use insults about alcohol and the brain despite drinking a ton himself. If you call him out on it, he will fold. Literally throw everything he says about you back at him and he will get puffy and fast. EJ can’t always handle change that well so like, he’s a stubborn guy. Despite how logical he can be and how smart he is, socially he is so uncouth!! EJ doesn’t litter so you don’t have to worry about that but he’s definitely gonna do things that push your buttons, mostly say things that put you off. He’s not claustrophobic. He will put you in situations like that just because he can. The dark navy blue of his mask is going to haunt you. EJ will act like a god in your presence and snarl when you dare question his abilities. CALL HIM OUT. HUMBLE HIM PLEASE.

He agrees on the raccoon thing ngl. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, but EJ has such a soft spot for animals - mostly birds - but he can’t fault you for the raccoon thing. He's also not too fond of litter so he has to agree with you on that one too.

Closing Thoughts/Other Things:

Knowing you for as long as I have, I was so, so ready to actually put you with Jeff. However, the more I read into this the more my intuition screeched that you would actually throw hands with EJ and I find that HILARIOUS. Just the arguments between you and this tall, muscular demon man is just - “what? What? WHAT” It’s beautiful. I’m serious, Merida vs. a literal demon. That’s all. Ily. <3

#eyeless jack #eyeless jack headcanon #creepypasta #creepypasta matchup #enemy matchups #rival matchups

[hxhhunterxhunter]

Onii-Chan (x child reader)

⭐️Chapter 15: Bai Bai!💧

(Also sorry for spamming chapters, I’m trying my best to catch up the book with my Wattpad and Quotev book since its on the 24th chapter and this is in the 15th lol)

Y/n was sleeping, curling up with Mr Oinks and Foxy. Her arm was bandaged up from being broken by Hanzo. She was softly snoring as she was sleeping. 

Gon had left a few moments ago after hearing that the Hunter exam ended and that Killua failed, so he went to confront Illumi about it. Satotz had left as well with Gon, leaving the female alone with her animals. 

Soon a butterfly flew into the room and landed on the head of the small child as she slept peacefully.

Soon the door opened to be Hisoka. As he entered the foxy plush emitted some bloodlust to scare off who ever had entered.

"It's just me~" Hisoka said as he headed towards the 3. He poked the child's cheek as she started to open her eyes. She moved on her side and looked at Hisoka.

"Hiso...chan..." She mumbled softly as she sat up, rubbing her eyes with her one hand, considering her other arm was broken.

"We have to get going little fox~"

"Okie...but can I say bai to everyone..." She mumbled as Hisoka had helped her off the bed.

"Alright then~" Y/n smiled happily. "Okie! I won't be long big brother! Let's go Mr Oinks!" Mr Oinks jumped off the bed and followed the female out of the room.

~~~

"Mr Satotz! Menchi-Neesan! Buhara-san! Grandpa!" The hunters looked at the small female who ran over to them, with her plush in her arms.

"You're awake now, is your arm feeling better?" Satotz asked the female who nodded her head slightly. He also handed the girl her hunter licences and all the items that the other applicants got when they were in orientation.

"Thank you!" Menchi smiled at the polite child and patted her head.

"You're a good kid, go and become a gourmet hunter will you." The child was happy with the headpats.

"Bai! I'm gonna be the best hunter! I will be every hunter in the world!" She waved bye to them as she went off.

"Stay safe."

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Y/n jumped and hugged Illumi.

"Illu-Oniisan! Bai Bai!" She squeezed him in a hug as Illumi patted her head a bit.

"Bye for now Y/n. I'll see you again." As Y/n waved bye to Illumi, soon her eyes sparkled at seeing Gon, Kurapika and Leorio.

She ran and jumped onto Gon for a hug. 

"Onii-Chan!" She hugged the male, calling him Onii-Chan like her brother. 

"Lil sis!" Gon smiled and hugged the female back, also being careful about her arm.

"I'm gonna miss youuu. I have to go with Hiso-Oniisan soon."

As Gon and Y/n slowly stopped hugging and Y/n was put down on the ground. Leorio ruffled her hair.

"Stay safe Munchkin."

"Thank you leo-Oniisan!" Kurapika bend down to the girl's height and hugged her softly and soon pulled away.

"Stay safe..sunshine." He smiled softly at the female, who smiled brightly back, like a sunshine.

"I'll miss you all! Bai Bai!" She waved to them as she skipped off with Mr Oinks and Foxy. "Tell Kil-Oniisan I say bai!" 

"Ready to go?" Hisoka hummed at the female as she went to him. She nodded her head.

"Lets go Hiso-Oniisan!"

"It's not Oniichan anymore?"

"No! You lied in the forest so you aren't my Onii-Chan! Gon is my Onii-Chan now!"

"You're so mean Y/n-Chan~ I said I was sorry~"

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And the book is finished...

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FINISHED SEASON 1 HA! you thought this was over. No it isn't! (unless you are from the future and saw the future chapters then obviously you knew it wasn't over or read the last note in the previous chapter) 

This is only season 1 of Onii-Chan. I decided to make each arc a different Season. So Season 2 will be coming soon~

Which is the Heaven's Arena Arc. Which will be the transitional season for Y/n to separate from Hisoka, from a poll vote, and go with Gon and Killua.

Also I'm gonna add a side chapter for just extra information about Y/n and a few cute scenes between Y/n and the characters, along with her reacting to some comments hehe (cuz some made me laugh and I wanna make Y/n react with them)

Thank you for all the support so far on this book with 400 + hearts on Quotev and 13 k + reads on wattpad, and with getting it to number 1 on the HunterxHunter tag. 

I would have never thought people would have loved this book as much as I loved writing it. This book was really fun to write and I'm excited for season 2 of Onii-Chan to come soon ^^ 

~ Skypie

#HXH #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x hunter x y/n #Hunter x Hunter x child reader #Hunter X Hunter #hunter x hunter fluff #HXH x child reader #hxh x reader #HXH fluff

[elliebartlets]

TWW REWATCH: The Midterms (2.03)

• “It’s called “the theory of everything?”

“Yes.”

“Is it comprehensive?”

“CJ...”

“That was a joke there, oh pal of mine.”

• CJ walking out of her office leaving Josh on speaker phone 

“Let Josh rant a little before you hang up the phone.”

• CJ called Toby “ma’am” lol

• “He’s really dead this time? Because last time you told me he was dead he wasn’t.”

“He’s really dead this time.”

“Somebody poked him a little to see...”

“He died CJ!” 

“Okay then I shouldn’t have made a joke.”

“I’m almost certain he’s dead.”

“Sam!”

“I was making a joke too! What, you work alone?”

• “Psychic’s at cal tech” baha

• wow this is long already oops

• “Do you know what acalculia means?”

“Yes, because I got it at breakfast.”

“Okay.”

I love this because a.) no one is immune to Bartlet’s lecturing on fancy words, especially not his daughter and b.) you could tell by the way Margaret said “okay” that she really wanted to explain what acalculia meant to Zoey like she did with Charlie

• “I beat him in my first congressional campaign.”

“I can’t believe I didn’t commit that piece of arcane information to memory.”

I love Leo

• “This is the Mural Room.”

“Can you tell us anything about it?”

“It’s called the Mural Room.”

lol flashback to the pilot when Sam had to give a tour to Mallory’s first grade class and just bullshitted information. Good Sam, don’t pretend to know anything about it.

• on the TV, the newscaster is talking about gays in the military. In the Let Bartlet Be Bartlet episode that was one of the topics Bartlet was neutral on because he didn’t want to upset anyone and risk re-election, on so now I wonder if Bartlet decided to do anything about it

• “Leo, these last few weeks do you feel like Charlie...?

“Nope.”

lol Leo’s like “I’m not touching that.”

• “Can you believe I’m on hold?”

“You’re not sir, you finished the call.”

“I did? How’d it go?”

lmao

• “Just wanted to stop by and see how the calls are going.”

“They’re going fine.”

 “Then I’ll leave.”

“Can’t tell you how much I’m gonna miss you.”

• lmao Zoey just gave CJ a look like wtf is wrong with my dad

• “ [...] is now polling at 46% in your school district for which I have personally baked things to raise money.

“You baked things?”

dshasjs

• oh my god the video started to buffer right after Charlie lost his patience at Bartlet and told him to “make the damn calls” its like it sensed my secondhand embarrassment and saved me the trouble of pausing

• but oh this is the radio talk show episode

• “How did that bullet not kill you?”

askdnashs

• honestly what’s wrong with locking everyone up “with a white sheet?”

• god they’re all falling apart 😥

• I like how when Carol tells CJ that Janet Jacobs changed her hair, CJ runs her fingers through her hair lol

• egg creams sound truly disgusting

• god Toby really almost broke down in the Oval Office

• Bartlet thinking New England is superior to eveything is my favorite

“There are some good things in this world not from New England.”

“Toby don’t ever let me hear you say that again.”

____

“There’ll be crab puffs. New England crab puffs, by the way.”

“Actually, its Alaskan crab.”

“There’s Alaskan crab in this White House?”

I like Toby trying to stop Sam from telling him its Alaskan crab - “He would’ve known the difference?”

• “I wish I could spend more than a few minutes but the polls don’t close for another hour and there are plenty of election results still left to falsify.”

hahaha back when that was a joke 

• “I like how you call homosexuality an abomination.”

Sam CJ and Toby: 👀

• I like how the crowd laughs at Bartlet’s first ridiculous question about selling Zoey into slavery for but the rest of the questions they’re dead silent. Until the end when photographer start snapping pictures lol

• She could’ve avoided that entire smackdown if she just stood tf up lol

• oh...oh my god. Charlie’s mom was only working the night she was killed because Charlie asked her to switch shifts? I either never paid attention to that or forgot about it. He doesn't just feel guilty and responsible for the shooting and for almost getting Bartlet and Josh killed, he's still carrying around the guilt of his mother's death. This kid is carrying around so much guilt I’m

• "I appreciate the outdoors now. I'm an outdoorsman."

"Josh? I said I'd let you outside if you stopped talking about being an outdoorsman."

lol imagine Donna blocking Josh's apartment door refusing to let him out

•  omg the big pajamas CJ gave Josh!! they’re huge 

#the west wing #rewatching the west wing #the midterms #tww

[fbfh]

hey, sailor - leo x daughter of poseidon

genre: a little bit of angst, a little bit of fluff, a lot of mermaids lol

word count: 2.4k

au: none really, you have mermaid powers as a daughter of poseidon if that counts lmao

pairing: Leo x Daughter of Poseidon

requested: yeeyee !! hope u enjoy xoxo

warnings: uh brief mention of your step dad leaving when you were younger, an interaction with your best friend doesn’t go as planned, percy’s grappling with rlly complicated feelings towards his dad and new sister 

summary: Percy, Annabeth, and Leo all get a little more than they bargained for when they bring Percy’s half sister back to camp Halfblood, and Leo remembers why he had such a huge crush on Ariel growing up. 

reccomended songs: hurricane drunk - florence + the machine, sinkin’ in - cody simpson, deep sea ambiance

a/n: as soon as i got this request my dormant mermaid phase woke up from a sound sleep 

requests r open uwu

"...And you know what he said to me? He says, 'kid, I think it's time you met your sister'. I have a freaking sister, and that two timing piece harpy sh-"

"Okay, Percy, why don't you cool off a little before we leave. Come on, we'll grab a drink or something while Leo finishes getting ready." 

Annabeth takes her boyfriend's hand, and leads him to the nearest drink cooler. Leo turns back to the car they're going to take, and continues loading in the rest of the supplies. He, for one, is excited to meet Percy’s sister. His first thought was ‘hope she’s hot’, which he blurted out before he could stop himself, and was met with a killer glare from both of them. He’s not trying to be insensitive, finding out you have siblings you didn’t know about is kind of traumatic. I mean, hey, Leo’s family went from zero to sixty in one day - literally. Okay, not quite sixty, but only child to one of eight is still a pretty big jump. 

A little while later, they’re ready to go. Leo offers to drive, so Percy and Annabeth can sit in back and try to sort out Percy’s feelings. After a couple hours of driving and emotional conversations, most of which Leo just listened to - Annabeth seemed to have a good hold on this, and Leo didn’t want to overstep his bounds again - they arrived in Cape Cod. At this point, the gist seems to be that Percy knows if he should be mad at anyone, it’s his dad. They park in the driveway of the address Chiron gave them. They get out of the car, and look up at the house. It’s gray with white trimming, two or three stories, with a balcony porch on the upper floor - a normal, small town New England house, as far as they could tell. They seemed to take a collective breath, and approached the door. 

You’re breathing fast, trying to hold back the floodgates of emotion, when your bare feet hit the sand. You drop your bag, taking in the familiar, secluded stretch of the Cape. A big wall of jagged rocks to your left separates this part of the beach from the others. The old wooden stairs and their faded white paint that connected the low cliff to the sand below are hidden by plant life, so most people don’t even know this area existes. You’ve been coming here regularly since you were nine or ten. So many important parts of your life happened on these shores. You could just tell your mom ‘I’m going to my beach’, and she’d know right where you are. You finish pulling off your shorts and rush towards the water in your swimsuit. You’re met with immediate relief as soon as the water touches your skin. If it was possible to have an emotional support location, you did. 

You feel it happen as soon as you’re waist deep. Bubbles and sea foam collect around you from the hips down and your legs get tingly and numb. A moment later, it dissipates, leaving behind a life sized mermaid tail. It changes slightly with most transformations, usually based on your mood and desired appearance, and you’ve noticed over the years you can change how it looks more easily. You don’t care today, you just need to be in the water. This time it’s a big tropical fish tail, its purple, blue, and shimmery gray tones reflecting both your mood and the impending storm clouds rolling in. You dip below the surface, and let the tide carry you a little ways. You don’t worry about getting lost, you somehow always know where you are at sea. You don’t have gills that you can find, but you can definitely breathe underwater. 

You finally sink to the bottom, and stare up at the surface of the water. The patterns of light remind you of the night light you had as a child. 

Your mom had ensured you were comfortable with water and ocean life for as long as you could remember. She must know other people like you, because sometimes she would have long phone conversations with someone called the Director. You were pretty sure he had a weird name that started with a K or C, but you could never remember. He’s apparently sending someone to bring you to a ‘safe place’ today. It sounds like bullshit to you, but you trust your mom, and your mom trusts the Director. Since you might not be back for a while, she said you could finally tell your best friend Wes the truth. 

‘Oh god,’ you think, wishing the salt water would erase your memories of what happened today, but you can’t stop the onslaught of memories. Wes has been your best friend for years. You helped him when he realized he’s bi, he helped you when your step dad left, you could trust him with anything. Or so you thought. ‘It’s not his fault,’ you remind yourself, trying futilely to stop reliving what happened hours earlier. 

You brought him to your part of the beach to go swimming so you could show him. You can still hear his voice, asking if you’re sure you want to go in the ocean, you’ve always been afraid of water. Once you’d worked up the nerves to get in the water and transform, you showed him your tail. Your heart broke again every time you remembered what he had said. 

“That is... incredible,” your heart had soared, there was hope, “I can’t believe you got one of those silicone swimming tails just to prank me!” Ah, there it was. The other shoe. You tried to tell him it was real, but he said he could see the mold lines, and there the scales don’t quite line up, and there’s the edge of the zipper. You wanted to cry. 

“I’m not gonna lie, you almost had me for a second. I can’t believe you learned to swim just to prank me, but whatever works, dude,” he laughed like you were having a good time together. It was too much.

You let out a huge underwater scream, and thunder rumbles in the distance. You sink further down, wishing once again that the salt and algae would erode your memories from today. 

Annabeth knocks on the door for the third time. Thankfully, it opens to a middle aged woman in a shirt that said Brooklyn Nine Nine.

“Hello, what can I help you with?” she asks. She has a strong presence, and none of them want to be on her bad side. Percy is still too nervous, and Leo seems to be analyzing wires poking out of the doorbell, so Annabeth introduces themselves, and asks where you are. 

“Who wants to know?” she asks. 

“We’re her internet friends, we’re surprising her by visiting a day early.” Annabeth replies. The woman doesn’t seem convinced. She smiles, seeming to see right through them. 

“Are you from camp?” The shock on their faces gives her all the answer she needs. She smiles, and continues, “She’s down at the Cape, the quiet part past the rocks.” They thank her, but before they can leave she says, “Hey.” She looks at each of them intensely. 

“Make sure she gets there safely. Take care of her.” They agree solemnly, and head down the sidewalk. 

“And tell Chiron I say hi.” she says with a smile. They smile back, agreeing again. 

They get to the Cape, and it’s full of people. 

“Shouldn’t be any harder than a Where’s Waldo,” Leo says. Percy’s head snaps to the right, and thunder rumbles. 

“Did you hear that?” he asks. 

“The thunder? Yeah,” Annabeth says.

“No, no.. someone screaming.” 

“I don’t-” 

“This way,” he takes off towards a pile of jagged rocks. They manage to get over with only a few scrapes and Percy surveys the empty beach. 

“She’s here… She’s here somewhere,” he mutters to himself. The dark clouds part for a moment, and Annabeth points out to the water. Someone was there, pretty far out to sea. She could just make out their shoulders and head above the water. 

“Gods, Percy, can you get her to shore?” 

“Ah ah ah, uncle Leo’s got this one,” Leo pulls something out of his backpack. It’s bronze, and the size and shape of a deflated soccer ball. He throws it into the water. It starts to sink, then expands into a small bronze and wood speed boat. Percy and Annabeth’s jaws drop. He hops in, revving the engine to life.  They sail out over the water, Percy directing them around currents and waves. They can see the figure clearly now, and they’re sure it’s you. You’re looking away from them, out towards the darkening sky. The boat starts to slow down, and makes a whining noise. Their eyes dart to Leo.

“It’s probably just a sticky piston,” white smoke leaks from the engine, “... and I should check the coolant, too.” He opens up a panel, and starts to tweak a couple things. He sits on the edge of the boat to get a better angle, and reaches into his tool belt. He pulls out a wrench, and almost in slow motion, feels it slip between his finger tips, and into the water with a light plip.

“Shit!” He covers his mouth, worried he scared you off. Three heads turn to where you were a moment ago. Gone. He feels that familiar shameful heat creep into his stomach and cheeks. 

“Sorry guys, I-” 

“You dropped this,” He looks into the water, and you’re right next to the boat, handing him the wrench. 

“...Thanks,” he says, his heart speeding up. Your hair is wet and beads of water glisten on your skin. Your red bikini top sure isn’t doing anything to slow his racing pulse, either. Your hands brush as he takes the tool from you. You smile, and the clouds part - literally. A beam of golden sun shines behind you, making you glow. His heart is in his throat, and he knows he’s probably grinning and blushing like an idiot. 

Percy stares at your head, poking up over the side of the boat. Your hair is dyed shades of blue and teal and seafoam that blend right in with the water, but your roots are dark. He takes in your freckles, your tan lines, and your eyes… they look like part of the sea - shells, or waves, or something. He watches as Leo takes the tool, and a smile appears at the side of your mouth - the same smile he’s seen in the mirror, the same smile he’s seen on his dad. He sees all these familiar traits and knows it’s true, you’re his sister. The realization hits him like a truck, and he’s suddenly choked up. Annabeth sees this, and places a hand on his shoulder. She looks between Percy and an infatuated Leo, and takes the reins for the whole ‘the gods are real’ speech. 

“Hi,” she says, giving Percy’s hand a squeeze, “I’m Annabeth, this is Percy, and Leo. We were sent here to take you to a safe place for kids like us-”

“Ohmygod, finally,” the tension leaves your shoulders and you sigh in relief, “you have no idea how hard it’s been keeping all of this a secret, trying to be normal…” You push yourself up the side of the boat Ariel style, and pull yourself in, the edge of your tail draped slightly off the boat as you continue, “I seriously thought I was losing it for a while…” you trail off, watching them stare at your tail. 

“You’re not… you’re not merfolk, are you?” The confusion on their faces says it all. Panic rises in your chest as you start to dive off the boat. Before you can, Leo grabs your hand.

“Hey, hey, hey, it’s okay. We all have weird powers, it’s part of being a demigod.” He shows you his free hand, and flames suddenly dance across his palm. Part of your fear is replaced with confusion. 

“A what?” you ask. 

“A demigod.” you look over at Percy, who’s speaking since the first time since you’ve met him, “Our dad is Poseidon, god of the sea.” You scrunch your eyebrows, processing what he said. Annabeth smiles at the gesture, having seen her boyfriend do it a thousand times. 

“Wait… our?” He takes in a breath.

“I’m Percy, your brother.” 

The ride back to shore is a little awkward, to say the least. They had finished explaining about camp and the gods and monsters a few minutes ago, and it’s been pretty much silent since. Annabeth sits next to you, and hands you a water bottle. 

“He just needs some time,” she tells you quietly, “Poseidon’s not really supposed to have children, and Percy got a hard time for it when he was younger. He also… he thought his dad was really in love with his mom, so finding out he has a sister so close in age…” You nod in understanding. She pats you on the shoulder, and sits next to Percy at the back of the boat. You scooch up a little closer to Leo as gracefully as you can, which isn’t much, considering you have to drag along an almost 60 pound fish tail. Leo looks over at you from the controls. 

“Weird day, huh?” he asks. 

“Yeah…” 

“So how long does it take to, uh,” he nods down and you flick your tail, “de-fishify?”

You laugh. 

“Once I’m dry,” you look up at the summer sun reemerging, a little surprised that it hadn’t stormed. Then again, if children of Poseidon really could make sea storms, it made sense that it had died down now that you and Percy were feeling better. 

“which shouldn’t take long.” you finish. You look over at Percy, who’s having a quiet intense conversation with Annabeth. 

“He knows I didn’t ask for this, right?” Leo looks back at them.

“He does,” he replies. 

“It’s so surreal finding out I have a sibling I knew nothing about,” you mutter, mostly to yourself.

“Try finding out you have seven,” he laughs, shaking his head at the memory.

“Seven?!” your head snaps up to him. 

“Oh yeah,” he tells you the story of when he first came to camp, and you feel so much better already. Leo has such a comforting presence, the pain from all your problems softens a little just hearing him talk. You have a feeling you’re going to get a lot closer.

Little did you know, the feeling was mutual - and correct.

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