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rc-writes · 11 months

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𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨

◆ 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘬

◆ 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴

◆ 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘧𝘧

◆ 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘧𝘧

◆ 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯

◆ 𝘭𝘰𝘬𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘧𝘢𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘯

◆ 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘧𝘧

◆ 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳

◆ 𝘣𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴

◆ 𝘴𝘢𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘴𝘰𝘯

◆ 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯

◆ 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘧𝘧

𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙤𝙡𝙛

◆ 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧

◆ 𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘤 𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘩𝘦𝘺

◆ 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘬𝘪

◆ 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦

◆ 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘵 𝘮𝘤𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭

◆ 𝘭𝘺𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯

◆ 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵

◆ 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘯

◆ 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘮 𝘥𝘶𝘯𝘣𝘢𝘳

◆ 𝘬𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘺𝘶𝘬𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘢

𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨

◆ 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴

𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨𝙤𝙣

◆ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘩

◆ 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘺 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘰𝘯

◆ 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴

𝙟𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙚 & 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙨

◆ 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯

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(some playlists may be short due to me just starting them/you may request songs to be put on playlists/i update playlists at random)

#character playlist #marvel playlists #teen wolf playlists #marauders playlist #percy jackson playlist #julie and the phantoms playlist #jatp playlist #the maze runner playlist

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gold-andbronze · 2 years

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This is gonna absolutely wreck my Spotify stats 😭

#NOT MINE!!!#it’s just neat I think #percy jackson #Percy Jackson playlist #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo adaptation #pjo fandom #rick riordan #riordanverse #hero’s of olympus #Spotify

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yendts · 27 days

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doodles of my boy jason with lyrics from i think there’s something you should know by the 1975

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supercutszns · 3 months

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i’m sorry charlie bushnell saying he used tchaikovsky’s swan lake op 20 act 2 to get in character for luke is fucking INSANE

#like……he’s serious abt this betrayal #i need the spotify playlist asap #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #pjo tv show #pjo #percy jackson

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s1utlvr · 3 months

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Fighting the voices telling me write a fic based on this song

#it’s literally on my Luke playlist #stay in the box no stay in the box no get out of my skin #percy jackson #pjo series #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #luke castellan x reader #luv aubrey <33

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thesunandneeks · 2 months

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in this phase where every song I listen to reminds me of nico di angelo- going to start collecting them here bc it’s important

1. this kills in reference to nico & percy. feel like it holds both of their pov’s :,,) also has casino mentions which,, lol

2. nico to will nico to will nico to will !!!! so soft so sweet so innocent kills in a whole different way

3. feels so much like nico’s pain from battle of labyrinth through blood of olympus. also, just know nico would be a huge mitski stan- it’s soso his sound.

4. im sorry these are all v mainstream but they fit so well. this feels like nico when he was crushing on percy. so much so. “only if you knew how much I liked you… watch as she stands, put your arm round her shoulder, now I’m getting colder… but how could you hate her? she’s such an angel… she’s got you mesmerized, while I die… you like her better… wish I were heather”

5. will being the little healing lover boy he is to nico ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

6. more solangelo sweetness!!! i die for the “im only soft for you” dynamic “do not enter its written on the doorway, why can’t everyone just go away? except you- you can stay. what do you think of my treehouse?… usually I’m all by myself”

7. oh god if the other songs kill this one stingsss. I listen and just hear nico finally finding stability and love and a home in will.

every. lyric. is. them. esp “to you I can admit, I’m just too soft for all of it” again w the only soft for u dynamic. pls!!! stings stings stings!!!!!

8. this is a bit of a genre jolt jump but I can’t get through listening to this without giggling and kicking my feet thinking about solangelo its them it’s them it’s them

I feel like the energy of the song really matches their playful banter but also the desperation and frustration they had towards each other when they both had feelings before admitting so (end of blood of olympus) just so sweet and cutesy and perf for them!!!

“Im lost in admiration could i need you this much? oh, you’re wasting my time, you’re just, just, just, just wasting time- SOMETHINGHAPPENSANDIMHEADOVERHEELS!!!!! I never find out until I’m head over heels!!!!" also a little quick line of "and dreaming im a doctor”,, mr healing boy?? and then “traditions I can trace against the child in your face- won’t escape my attention”??? love. love. love.

I’ll stop here for now lolll but will def be adding to this bc I am in so deep with nico and solangelo rn.

#nico di angelo #will solace #solangelo #the sun and the star #percy jackon and the olympians #percy series #spotify #percico #Taylor swift Percy Jackson #mitski #Percy Jackson playlist #nico di Angelo moodboard #solangelo moodboard #Percy Jackson #pjo playlist #Spotify

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aphroditeinthesea · 7 days

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jason grace’s ipod

a/n i feel like jason doesn’t listen to a lot of music so that’s why a lot of these are like old songs also i have been dying to use this pic of luke hemmings bc its exactly how i pictured jason so

piper version

leo version

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if i die young - the band perry

viva la vida - coldplay

safe & sound - taylor swift (ft. the civil wars)

brown eyed girl - van morrison

run of the mill - george harrison

carry on - fun.

golden slumbers - the beatles

wake me up - avicii

treacherous - taylor swift

something - the beatles

#jason grace #jason grace headcanon #jason grace fanfic #jason grace x you #jason grace x reader #heroes of olympus #percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #ipod #jason grace playlist #jason grace ipod #pjo #pjo playlist #playlist #percy jackson playlist #the seven #hoo playlist #heroes of olympus playlist

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lov3rgirllll · 15 days

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double take

Now playing: 'double take'- dhruv

Clarisee x fem! Y/N

Warnings: yearning lesbians, slight mentions of sex (?)

A/N: I was listening to this song for the first time in months and I felt something in my soul as I payed attention to the lyrics. I knew I had to write for this.

I could say i never dare to think about you in that way but I would be lying

clarisse has had her eyes set on you the moment you arrived at camp. She'd rather die than admit it, she believes that if she just hid her feelings from everyone she they would go way. She didn't know if you liked girls or not, and even if you did, why would you like her? The angry daughter of ares, camps most known bully, people flee when she's around and her name brings terror to many.

in the midst of the crowds, in the shapes of the clouds, I don't see nobody but you

clarisse's heart aches for you, she yearns for you, she'll do anything to for an ounce of your attention. She'll glance at you across the Cafeteria, try extra hard when you watch her spar, and even go out of her daily routine just to bump into you even for a second. She notices every tiny little detail about you. Of course she does. How else is she supposed to compliment you? If you wear something different, she notices, If you're wearing different perfume, she notices, if you experimented with your makeup, she notices and she'll hype you up everytine even if she doesn't personally argee with your choice.

Tell me, do you feel the love?

you are so oblivious to clarisse's advances. You play it off as her just being friendly or acting gay, but you couldn't help but want and wish it was something more. You yourself were unsure of her sexuality, although there were rumors around the camp about her liking girls you couldn't be bothered with them. 'Rumors are just rumors' you tell yourself, and while you hoped to the gods that they were true you wouldn't dare ask her yourself.

I could say I never unzipped those blue Levi jeans inside my head, but that's far from the truth

Clarisse has imagined so many times what it would be like. To hold you, to kiss you, to say 'I love you', to touch you, do have you all to herself. There's been so many times where she'd make plans in her head to confess. She'd arrange a small picnic at the docks filled with all your favorite snacks, your favorite songs would blast through the speakers, she'd confess, you guys would kiss under the sunlight, and it would be perfect. All of it would be so perfect, if only she had the courage to ask you out. She had confidence in all aspects of her life, why do you make her feel so weak?

You're my vice you're my muse, you're a nineteenth floor view

you're the reason clarisse keeps going, you're the reason she spars. You're the reason she's stopped bullying the new campers. Your the reason she's content her relationship with her father. You've turned the angry ares kid to be not so angry. You've calmed the fire in her heart. If only she could tell you that.

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²How I feel after writing this instead of doing my homework

#Miya needs to do her homework!#Lov3rgirl's playlist #clarisse x you #pjo #clarisse my beloved #clarisse x reader #clarisse pjo #clarisse la rue #percy jackson

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number-onekidqueen · 2 months

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝

Part Two Part One

Luke Castellan x Apollo!fem!reader

Comforting angst

warnings: character death, depression, lots of crying.

Days passed, days since your ki- hang out with Luke.

Hang out? Who were you kidding? It was clear it wasn’t him.

But you’d laid yourself bare to him, been about to confess all your feelings and he had just shut you down and run away.

Of course you didn’t wanna talk about it in the morning.

The tragedy was he did.

And just when you were feeling better, and your conversations weren’t so awkward, fate tossed you to the ground again, as it often did. You still didn’t really believe it.

Cecilia, your cabin counsellor, your beloved older sister had died on the road to college. It seemed impossible.

Of course, they’d had a brief ceremony, a burning of a golden yellow shroud weaved with her own fingers. And then they’d appointed you as cabin counsellor, announced a bunch of new kids had arrived and everyone forgot.

It made you sick to think people would forget Cecilia. That the three Apollo kids your cabin had greeted would grow up without her and never know of her presence.

Obviously, your cabin was upset, but they didn’t make it so as Aphrodite always did. The sun keeps shining, and Apollo kids kept going, laughing, training, even if muffled sobs could be heard the first few nights. They never talked of her, and after the first week, she was a sad little scar that had scabbed.

It still hurt a little, but the memory was what hurt the most.

Except for you. She was still a mortal, lethal wound for you. And it was getting harder and harder to keep your composure and pretend everything was okay.

Shortly, it all cracked and spilled out from you. It hadn’t been anyone’s fault really. Chiron was just trying to be supportive to little Will, but when he praised enthusiastically that he was the best archer he’d scene for 300 years, tears seemed to burst from you.

Because that had been Cecilia’s title. She had been the best archer, training all the little ones supportively and making people gasp with the precision of her shots.

It seemed Chiron had already forgotten. Everyone had.

It was like losing her all over again.

No one saw the little sun cracking on the archery field. They just noticed you disappearing behind some clouds.

You didn’t pay attention to the stares and whiplash glances of some, as you ran back to your cabin with tears streaming, and your heart in your throat.

Didn’t notice as a tall brunette boy on the sword plains spotted you, dropped his sword immediately and with a shouted apology behind him began to sprint after you.

Your bed was warm and comforting, the covers swaddled around your shoulders in a safe cocoon as you sobbed your heart and soul onto your pillow.

Cecelia was dead. Dead. This is what you would deal with every day for the rest of your life, she was dead and she would be replaced and forgotten and no one would even know her and-

The door creaked open and immediately you stilled, pretending to be asleep.

“Y/N?” It was Luke.

Not the timing, you thought to yourself miserably.

“Y-yeah,” you tried for a sleepy yawn, but it came out cracked and pained. Ugh.

“You ok?” He asked quietly, and you heard his footsteps approach.

“Yeah, yeah. Just woke up.” But your voice was hollow and very much awake.

He sat softly at the edge of your bed, and for a while you were both still. Only your breath was audible. Then, tentatively and slowly, you began to feel his warm fingers slide through your hair. It was so comforting and lovely that you had to swallow down the wave of tears that surfaced.

“It’s okay, you know,” he murmured, your hair in glorious tangles around his knuckles, “to cry. You don’t have to pretend. Especially for me.”

“Yeah, I know,” you whispered back, “it’s just-“ you hesitated.

I love you.

I don’t want to burden you with all my stupid problems.

“You probably don’t want to talk about this to anyone, right? Me included.” He guessed, and he began to retract his fingers and you felt like screaming at how utterly wrong he was. “I’m sorry, I should give you space.”

“No, you don’t have to. You can stay here.” You tried not to beg, but you were inches from clinging onto him to stop his departure. He understood.

“Would you like me to stay?”

“Yes. Please.”

“Then here I’m staying. In your bed.” He reassured comfortingly, “I mean, on.”

His flustered stuttering made you smile weakly and turn to face him.

His whole face softened, lost all his fluster and stress when your eyes met, but you were too busy setting your head into his lap so you faced up at him to notice.

He traced your tear tracks, brushing any remaining ones away with his thumbs.

“I know the pain feels awful,” he said suddenly, “but if you ever feel bad, like you can’t breathe or you’re about to burst, don’t keep it in y/n, come find me. I’m always here for you, always.”

“Thank you.” You said near inaudibly.

“I hate seeing you cry,” he confessed, his forehead crinkling, “or being sad. It just hurts me. But I love making you feel better, I’d do anything in the world to make you happy, I promise.”

“Thank you.” You said louder this time, your cheeks beginning to heat up.

It was a peaceful few seconds you gazed at each other, smiling. Then you closed your eyes, comforted.

You felt warm hands lift your body, and your eyes fluttered open. But it was just Luke lying down beside you and repositioning yourself on his chest.

“Sorry,” he murmured, “just figured we might be here for a while.”

His arms encircled you, and even in your drunken state of misery, your heart rate sped up. You turned your head slightly, so you could hide your bashful grin in the orange folds of his shirt. His chest was warm, comforting, and you could feel every deep breath he took.

“Sorry,” you murmured, facing up once more, “your shirt’s probably going to be all soggy after this.”

“I don’t mind a soggy shirt if it makes you happy.” He breathed, and your heart was bursting from the love that statement invoked when you saw his eyes flicker. Your eyes. Your mouth.

Could he really-

Surely not-

Eyes. Mouth.

The air was electric, as if Zeus himself was in the cabin. The space was getting tighter and smaller and everything was so close and dizzy and what in the gods before you knew it you were nose to nose and you could feel his warm breath and he was leaning down to kiss you against the pillow.

It might’ve been the best kiss you ever had. With salt on your tongue, and sweetness from his lips, the tastes of all your emotions were combined, giving way to the most passionate and fantastic kiss you’d ever had. Your head was pressed to the pillow, and he was moving above you, warm, soft and pouring his heart out to you, the gateway his lips. It seemed every single ‘I love you’ either of you had ever been too afraid to say was expressed strongly now, each drop of attraction and love and feeling was encapsulated between the movement of your lips.

“I’m sorry I didn’t stay,” he breathed, against your lips, when you finally pulled apart, both of you panting, “I didn’t want to do anything while you were drunk. But of course I wanted to. I wanted you. I have for so long.”

“It’s okay. I have too,” and you laughed, all those emotions and secrets finally free. You were so giddy with joy! But Luke remained tense, nervous for a reason you couldn’t determine. You calmed down, scared it was all about to come crashing down.

“It’s- it’s not just that, y/n,” he paused, sitting up further away, eyes still looking profoundly into yours, “I love you. I love you, all of you, and you should know that to me you’ve never been a burden, only a miracle to have been with.”

Your breath was caught in your throat, blown away by his confession. You were expecting he might’ve been crushing on you? But loving you? You’d never dared to consider that as an option. And you were beyond thrilled.

“Now would be a great time to say anything,” he laughed nervously, fingers brushing over your shoulders restlessly. You immediately felt awful for keeping him waiting.

“I love you too.” You blurted, letting silence ensue. “You make me so happy every time you make a joke or take care of the new unclaimed kids. I’m just in shock.”

And then the pair of you were laughing together, foreheads pressed together before you were tangled in an embrace, that led to another heated kiss on your bed.

You knew soon other campers would arrive to see two head counselors kissing, but you couldn’t find it within yourself to care. In fact, while Luke’s like we’re on yours, you couldn’t seem to form any coherent thoughts at all.

In the back of your mind, you were still sobbing over Cecilia. Deeply, you knew you always would. Your heart would always be chipped in that way, the missing fragment forever in her fist as she wandered Elysium.

But you also knew how happy she would be to see you thriving, dating and loving Luke, a boy she had always suggested and approved of. She imagined her now, giggling in delight and grinning at what had transpired. And slowly, the pain began to lift.

Maybe a scar would be okay, as long as you loved and remembered it.

Most of all, you knew that for as long as you required a shoulder to make soggy, Luke would always be there to be your comfort person.

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