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sketch-pencilpoint · 1 year
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We come to the second stage evolutions
Embellody, evolving from sol-sol
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srvbryn · 4 months
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Luke Castellan. Dancing
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Luke Castellan X Aphrodite!Daughter!Reader
Summary: In which Luke took the chance to dance with you
Warning: Tom Riddle (Harry Potter) cameo 😭😭
Fyi, In Greek mythology, Melinoe is the goddess of ghosts, nightmares, and funerary rites.
A/n: I love my man Luke Castellan & Charlie Bushnell 🤭
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Everyone knows you and Luke have been close since you first met a few years ago. Having THE Aphrodite as your mother is a blessing.
Even if you try to ruin your appearance, it always returns to perfection. Maybe a little too perfect, because every time Luke Castellan looks at you, he feels his breath catch in his throat.
Everyone assumed you and he would end up together. When he finally got the chance to ask you out last week, you told him you were dating a guy from Cabin 57.
Out of everyone in Camp Half Blood he can't believe the one you're dating is Tom fucking Riddle, the son of Melinoe a minor goddess AND ALSO second best swordsman.
Under the moonlit sky at Camp Half-Blood, the melody of your favourite song filled the air, creating an almost magical atmosphere.
Your eyes sparkled with excitement as you turned to face Tom, your boyfriend, hoping to dance with him.
However, he seemed engrossed in a conversation with his friends, oblivious to the sound of your favourite melody.
Disappointment crept in, but just as you were about to resign to the sidelines, a familiar figure approached. Luke extended a hand with a charming smile.
"Care to dance, (name)?" Luke's voice had a warmth that wiped away the earlier disappointment. You accepted his invitation and found yourself twirling and swaying to the music in Luke's company.
He couldn't help but compliment you, "You're like the living embodiment of your mother's grace. It's mesmerizing."
A playful grin crossed your face, "Well, I did have the best teacher."
Luke's gaze never wavered from you.
"Strange that Tom didn't want to dance with you. I mean, it's your favorite song," he remarked, a teasing glint in his eyes.
You shrugged, masking any disappointment, "Maybe he's not much of a dancer."
Luke chuckled, "Well, he's missing out on dancing with the most enchanting person here." His compliment was genuine, and a soft blush adorned your cheeks.
He cast a glance at you, his expression turning more sincere, "You deserve someone who appreciates every moment with you, (name)."
As the embers of the bonfire glowed, Luke leaned in with a playful smirk, "Maybe I should teach Tom a thing or two about dancing. What do you think?"
You couldn't help but laugh, "I'd pay to see that."
Tom, unable to contain his frustration, he approached the dancing pair with a tense expression.
"Luke Castellan, really?" Tom sneered, his voice carrying an edge. "Hermes doesn't give a damn about his own son, and here you are, trying to play hero with someone else's girl."
Luke, unfazed by the provocation, continued to dance with you. He glanced at Tom with a casual shrug, "Well, someone's got to make her smile."
He couldn't take it any longer, and leaned in, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.
The world around you blurred as the unexpected kiss unfolded. For a moment, everything else faded away – the campfire, the music, and even your boyfriend's presence.
For a brief moment, the way his lips fit perfectly against yours took your breath away. In that heated moment, you found yourself returning the kiss.
The air around you crackled with tension, and when the kiss ended, Luke looked into your eyes with a mix of apology and a spark of something deeper.
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