#ty for ask ares ^ ^

[fancyfade]

Blue beetle for the character thing?

favorite thing about them: His independence! Like the 2006 solo has him tryign to find out about the reach stuff without the guidance of the main hero community at large and he is understandably burnt by having been left in space for a year by the JL (like they literally couldn't reach him, so it's not like they intentionally ditched him, but it would still affect his opinions).

least favorite thing about them: How can I have a least favorite thing about him? ;_; I guess his tolerance of Guy Gardner XD Maybe Guy is secretly likeable in comics I haven't read but the version Jaime's seen is the version that sexually harasses waitresses at restaurants

favorite line: “Any last words” - “Just two – Khaji Da!”. That one is like a crowning moment of badass.

brOTP: Jaime Brenda Paco ^_^

OTP: Don't really have one. he's cute with Traci but IDK that it's an OTP

nOTP: Don't really have one either.

random headcanon: his parents think the teen titans are a bad influence on him due to how disastery the team of that era is XD They notice him cursing on live TV when he's around them and make him invite the teen titans (and possibly their parents, whatever is more funny) down for dinner to see the kind of people he's hanging out with. The titans (minus rose) think that rose will scare his family but she doesn't she just chills with milagro in the corner. its the other titans that make a bad impression XD

unpopular opinion: keep him away from ted kord ala rebirth mentorship stuff he does not need ted kord to be a mentor ted kord worked best for jaime when he was dead

song i associate with them: can't believe he's one of my top dc superheroes and I don't have a son for him ;_;

favorite picture of them: This is gonna be the first favorite pic that's not my art, b/c Cully Hamner draws him so expressive and fun!

[image: a black and white drawing of jaime reyes as blue beetle. he is paused in the air, like he's leaping or flying, smiling and holding one hand out end image]

#ty for ask ares ^ ^ #tumblr games #jaime reyes #blue beetle #ask #dc comics #arcann

[capricioussun]

Uhh what is hawks all about?

*my bro runs a chain of car dealerships and mechanic shops. pretty cool, huh?

OF COURSE IT IS! YOUR BARS WOULD BE, TOO, IF THEY DIDN'T SERVE ALL THAT TRASH.

*but if we stopped sellin' alcohol it'd just be a restaurant, bar none.

SANS!!!

#they're so silly hehe #my mafiatale boys <3 #they're basically just sans and papyrus but doing crime also #so like. the king mettaton ending LMAO #Hawk also tries to be very refined whereas Sans leans more into his Downtown Schtick #biting them #ty 4 the ask ⚡️🩵 #rainbowut #snow and hail #capricious skeletons #mafiatale #mt hawk #mt ar #mafiatale papyrus #mafiatale sans

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

28 for morinel?

28. unexpected. i have been working on this one for at least a month and it keeps wanting to expand lmao.

There have been many things Morinel might’ve expected when she stopped by her mother’s house near Avallonë. 

She might have expected to see her grandmother Nerdanel stopping to have tea, perhaps. She might have expected one of her aunts coming to discuss the latest innovations in pottery or textiles, or even a Vanyarin mathematician coming to discuss theorems that made Morinel’s head spin. 

What she was not, under any circumstances, expecting was her cousin, laughing at something her mother said, wearing a plain linen shirt as he worked clay in his hands–

His hands – 

His hands are whole and sound–

Morinel blinks, and all she can see is Celebrimbor's body before her, strung up like a banner with a crown of holly upon his head and his hands dipped in silver. Sauron's banner that Celebrimbor had been that had clearly said: see what I will do if you do not join me. She still can smell the faint char of flesh, if she thinks hard enough about it.

A hand shakes her shoulder gently, breaking her out of her thoughts, and Celebrimbor is standing in front of her.

“You worry too much Morinel,” he says, a faint note of teasing in his voice as he looks down at her – did he get taller with his rebirth? She can’t tell. “I got better, see?”

“So you did,” she manages, shakily. 

Then she lets all her breath out in one rush and throws her arms around her much missed older cousin – but really, Celebrimbor had always been more like the older brother she’d always wanted than a cousin. 

“Ai!” He says, laughing as he hugs her back, just as tightly, belying his next words. “I can’t breathe, arnethig.”

She blinks away tears, burying her face in his shoulder, and she doesn't care that her tunic is now probably ruined from the clay staining her cousin's hands.

“Too bad,” she says, her voice unsteady. “I have waited an age and a half for this hug, and damn it, I am going to make the most of it.”

Celebrimbor just laughs again, loud and ringing.

#ask game reply tag #og post #my fic #morinel #ty friend! #translation note: arnethig > ar (beside) neth (sister) + ig > diminutive #is. definitely an attempt at 'younger female cousin ( affectionate ) ' lmao #i also wasn't sure how to end it though w/out it turning into 15k words

[aurosoulart]

sorry if this is bad to ask (feel free to ignore if it is), but how do you get these headsets?

through my work! they’re the property of Overlay, the company I work for.

we make a software called Figmin XR, and its goal is to be a multi-use sandbox that makes AR accessible, fun, and useful for as many people as possible - kind of like an operating system for spatial computing (the kind of computing rendered in 3D space)

I use Figmin for art because I’m an artist, but other (non artist!) people have used it to create museums, help with interior design, make sports training sims, do game prototyping, do archaeology training, be an art app for kids….. just. so much!!!! I’m constantly blown away by the sheer creativity I see!!!

there’s currently no other software that does what Figmin does, so we’re partnered with a bunch of different headset manufacturers and we develop for their hardware with the goal of making headsets/AR glasses more useful for the average person.

I’m not a coder, but (part of) my job is to make cool stuff (like art, minigames, virtual toys), make tutorial videos, do livestreams, handle UI/graphic design, host demos & workshops, and to generally just share information about what this tech is capable of now - and about what it could be used for in the future.

it’s work similar to what early artists and developers were doing during the advent of PCs (personal computers), and it’s SUPER fascinating stuff. I feel lucky to be part of something like this.

#auropost #i literally never get tired of talking or thinking about this stuff #so ty for asking and giving me and excuse to ehehe #also a big part of my job is to specifically show how this new form of computing can be used for good #like with fundraising and digital twins #and then potentially….. next year…. a whole summer class!!! #where i will hopefully be teaching physics to teens using figmin!!! #i am SO hyped for that #i’ve been dreaming up lesson plans already #vr #ar #augmented reality #figmin xr

[xxswagcorexx]

!! love your god au

would love to hear more about it

cults and symbolism my beloved

omg....and i'll be glad to talk abt it!

anyways i think that ash is more an import god (so as a result a lot of his myths would be him coming from somewhere long away and plus. have a bit more influence as his cult would travel to more places) and since him and red had similar-ish purposes, ash would be a secondary figure that was worshiped in the cult (and vice versa), but they'd still be their own thing bc i think they'd tackle the same stuff but differently

like i have this image in my head that ash would be a sign of death/war, while red's would be about rebirth/physical strength--similar concepts, but different ways they tackle it as you'd be more likely to worship ash is you were a war general but you'd be more likely to worship red if you were a warrior ^_^ i think that's why they'd stay separate (also because i don't like the idea of them being split off from another god or merging into 1 god bc the implications of that are uh. swagdoons would Not work well with that i think)

but ya! :D i also like the idea of them being associated with the underworld somehow, i haven't thought of creation myths for them but i just think it would be sick as hell (ba dum tss) and fit their general vibes!

#swagdoons #mcyt #guess which greek gods i based them off of (easy) #but yeah this au is very much. ancient greek inspired #because i watched too much osp #but ya ^_^ i mentioned that thanos and zagreus in another post and i think you can. Tell that #in general i assoicate red with revival/multiple lifetimes anyways so. him being semi inspired by zag was kinda inevitable #and uh. ash and death. the aesthetic rocks and plus i think he deserves a big scythe to reap souls with #but ya on top of that both of them r kinda inspired by ares and dionysus ^_^ #bc like. u cannot look me in the eyes and say that their cults wouldn't have crazy parties #where theyd get. yk. high and drunk or whatever #<- ignore outsiders for that one /silly #but ya the money and wealth thing was just inspired by vibes tbh. they deserve to worship gold i think #so ya! ^_^ thats some fun behind the scenes stuff!! #ty for ur ask anon! :D <3 #into the pantheon #mailbox.core

[justices-blade]

[ Fireflies ] - Also known as lightning bugs. Get it? ... Maybe you wish to catch the show, or maybe you want to catch the bugs - just remember that they’re not so small anymore.

First Ares was blindsided by the land transforming beneath his feet, and now he was literally being blinded.

No sooner had he made it out of that hedge maze did he walk right into another set of walls -- these being made out of eye-searing flashes of light.

"Tch..." Ares mumbled something sharp through his grit teeth as he brought an Earth-branded hand over his face. It was meant to give his eyes a chance to adjust, but his sight was still awash with faded colors mixed into a blinding white. Distance was the only cure he could think of now, carefully trying to inch his way through the cloud of fireflies without any collisions.

Naturally, he bumped into something almost immediately, and from the sensation of soft cloth and magic surging between them, he guessed it to be another person.

"Apologies," Ares said, having stopped the minute he felt them. "I can't see through these fireflies' lights."

"Whoa!" Edward stumbles a bit at the collision, but he's been doing that a fair number of times in the past few minutes — As cool as the oversized fireflies are, looking at one's already a bit like looking at an oversized lantern for too long, and the amount swarming around them right now is closer to a miniature sunrise.

Maybe it's for the better that the light's making it so hard for people to, y'know, actually see them in all their crawly, buzzy glory up close — Leonardo would have a full-on freakout if not for all the light, for sure. At any rate, consider him sufficiently flashbanged.

While Ares stays stock-still, though, Edward reaches out for purchase, the gloved hand not shielding his eyes gingerly feeling its way up to the other's head — Or, rather the hand shielding it. Earth and water meet, briefly, adding flashes of orange and blue into their peripheries as the flowers light up and bloom. The boy lets out a little 'oh!', and shifts his hand down to a more appropriate shoulder touch, just to anchor them both.

"Hey there," he chortles. "Sorry, me too. They're real bright, huh?"

The shoulder hand pats once, twice. "Don't think a blind man can lead another all that good, but you wanna try and pick our way out of this? I'd rather admire these guys from a little further off, myself."

#lionscion #;answered #toaball2023 #;e. ethereal ball | 2023 #hehe ty for the ask kusa!! #;t. eb23 | earth 4 #;s. esh ehd rohs | ares

[vaguely-annoyed]

For music ask game: 1, 4, 16

hey, there!

send me a number and i’ll give you a song that:

1.- makes me happy

this one took the longest to find because i enjoy my lyrics gloomy, but i think jukebox the ghost's fred astaire fits the bill quite nicely!

4.- is from an underrated artist

i never really know how underrated an artist is, ever, because i just hear stuff and go, WELL DON'T MIND IF I DO. but the first artist that came to mind was vienna teng and i really enjoy the song never look away :3c

16.- makes me nostalgic

i was going to get some viddy game song in here, to be predictable. but then i came across this old song i've listened to for as long as i've been alive. i think i knew the lyrics to tin tan's bonita before i gained a conscience. mostly, i remember sitting on the floor at parties and hearing like 30 people singing along, and i think that changed me forever??

translation under keep reading because it's fun, and cause the ones i found were uhhhhh, not strictly accurate

[ask game!]

Bonita (Pretty [girl])

pretty // like those toys // i used to have // when i was a child,

pretty // like a stolen kiss // like the tears cried // over deep delight,

the honesty // of your faithful mirror // put vanity inside your heart,

you know my anxieties, // and you make a pleasure // of all the aches that your pride creates for me,

pretty [girl] // smash your mirror // to see if that keeps me // from suffering [over] your arrogance,

after the instrumental bit, it repeats from [the honesty of your cruel mirror (…)]

#ty for the ask!! <3 #ar-guile #fair warning that i am not very musically versed #i'm just here to have fun and listen to whatever #on the chance i might come across as patronizing i offer my sincerest apologies. i think translations are neat so i put it jic! #also idk how one actually formats that so if it's weird sorry about that asdasdas #nano bits #music ask game

[lecsainz]

hii can u do percy jackson x aphrodite reader?? ty🙏🏼

ISN’T IT OBVIOUS

parings: percy jackson x aphrodite!reader

an: I'm not ready for the last episode 😭

summary: the one where you're a daughter of aphrodite and end up with the son of poseidon.

( my last work for riodanverse || go to main masterlist )

You and Percy crossed paths during the trio's mission. You happened to be in the same diner as Ares, embarking on your own quest. Grover sensed your presence, and before you knew it, you became an unexpected addition to the group. Fortunately, Ares treated the group better upon learning that you were a daughter of Aphrodite, as he couldn't mistreat a child of his beloved goddess.

Percy was utterly captivated when he first laid eyes on you. "Who's she?" he asked Grover, his attention completely absorbed by your presence. Grover chuckled at Percy's obliviousness to everything else but you.

Impressing the trio as you slay a monster, you confidently remark, "What? Just because I've just painted my nails doesn't mean I can't defeat this ugly thing."

After you confidently slay the monster, Percy looks at you and exclaims, "I'm gonna marry that girl!" Annabeth rolls her eyes, saying, "Oh boy," while Grover bursts into laughter, leaving you blushing

He'd ALWAYS look at you with a little smirk.

It took Percy a while to muster the courage to ask you out, and when he finally did, he stumbled over his words in a nervous attempt.

"Uh, hey, Y/N," Percy started, scratching the back of his head. "I was thinking, you know, maybe we could, um, grab some... uh, food? Yeah, like a, um, dinner thing?" His cheeks turned a subtle shade of pink as he anxiously awaited your response. You couldn't help but smile at Percy's adorable nervousness. With a teasing glint in your eye, you replied, "Dinner sounds great, Percy. I mean, if you're not too scared to share a meal with me."

You wouldn't even need to use charm on him because, well, he's head over heels for you and would do anything without you even asking.

Percy would be the type to love listening to you talk for hours just to admire you.

On a quiet night, Percy appeared at your cabin door with a small box. He rubbed the back of his neck, a bit awkward, and said, "Hey, brought this for you." Opening the box, you found a delicate necklace with a seashell-shaped pendant, reminiscent of the sea. Percy nervously smiled, "I saw this and thought of you, I don't know... thought you might like it." Your heart melted with his sincerity, and you said softly, "Percy, it's perfect. Thank you so much." He scratched his head, a blush rising on his cheeks. "It was nothing, really." Before you knew it, you hugged him and planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. Your siblings from the Aphrodite cabin, who were not exactly discreetly observing, let out a chorus of "awww" and enchanted smiles.

Deep down, Percy hopes you won't break his heart just for the sake of the Aphrodite kids' ritual.

During a casual conversation with your sisters, you found yourself talking about Percy. The way he smiled, the warmth in his eyes – everything seemed to stand out more vividly. Your sisters, with their knowing smiles, teased you playfully. "Y/N, you're glowing whenever you talk about him!" Blushing, you tried to play it off. "Oh, come on, it's nothing. We're just friends." One of your sisters winked. "Friends or not, there's something in the air when you're around him. Admit it, you like him."

He'd want to protect you from everything, and if you got hurt, Percy would blame himself for days until you assured him it wasn't his fault.

As you and Percy strolled through the camp, a boy from the Ares cabin approached you, nervously asking if you'd like to go out sometime. You exchanged a polite smile, ready to turn him down gently, but Percy surprised you. "Sorry, she's taken," he said, intertwining his fingers with yours. You looked at him with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. The Ares boy seemed taken aback, and you couldn't help but chuckle. "Taken? Percy, are we...?" Percy grinned, giving your hand a gentle squeeze. "Yep, we are. Officially. If you're okay with that, of course." Your heart warmed at his words, and with a playful grin, you replied, "Absolutely, seaweed brain."

Percy LOVES hugging you, so there would be lots and lots of hugs.

You two would be the clingy type, doing everything together.

He'd get suspicious every time a guy approached because, well, you're irresistible, and he definitely wouldn't trust the Hermes boys.

You'd suggest spa nights in Percy's cabin, and he'd gladly agree. Many times, he'd ask you to sleep in the cabin with him.

Movie nights that would end with you falling asleep on his shoulder, and he wouldn't know how to handle it at first, but he'd get used to it, feeling like the luckiest demigod in camp.

Percy trying to make cheesy pick-up lines for you in public and leaving you redder than a tomato.

Let's face it; you'd be THE it couple at the camp.

#percy jackson x you #percy jackson x oc #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson fluff #percy jackson imagine #percy jackson oneshot #percy jackson headcanon #percy jackson fic #percy jackson #pjo x you #pjo x reader #luke castellan pjo #pjo fanfic #pjo tv show #luke castellan x you #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan headcanons #aphrodite!reader

[heheidks]

🎶✨when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool) 🎶✨

omg yesss!!!

1. long story short- taylor swift

2. exile- taylor swift

3. maniac- conan gray

4. ivy- taylor swift

5. new year's day- you guessed it taylor swift

#ty for the ask! #yes i'm ar really mainstream-pop listener this way #also i'm a HUGE HUGE evermore folklore stan and reputation is just a master piece hehe #sry for the late answer

[gougarpaw]

can i request dragonflykit? they sound cool owo

yup!!!

#asks #ty ares :] #LOVE the new url

[fancyfade]

dickbabs and dickkory?

dickbabs i already answered :P

dickkory is gonna be hard b/c i didn't ship it (due to the cartoon, where kory was just like. The Girlfriend. and not allowed to have a personality). Then I did ship it (reading NTT). Then I stopped shipping it as much RE-reading NTT seeing how bad Dick was consistently to Kory. I guess I'll answer both sets of questions :P however should be noted i still consider their relationship canon, Idon't htink it should be retconned out, i'm just. less 'yay them' now.

What made you ship it?

Seeing Kory in NTT in contrast to her cartoon personality.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

they have some pretty genuinely cute and fun interactions. I know the first readthru I was also glad that their relationship drama was based more on ideology than random jealousy, but the second readthru since the conflict/drama was mostly dick being passive aggressive to kory that made me less glad.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

i think i covered that below.

Why don’t you ship it?

Kory is consistently distressed in the beginning like starting ONE ISSUE AFTER THEY START OFFICIALLY DATING (they go on one date) Kory is already angsting about Dick pulling away from her and not confiding in her. Like why would they build up the romance so much and then have Kory already distressed about it one issue after they start dating, they couldn't give them any time to be happy first? where Donna is like "yeah, sometimes he's just like this" and it's clear it's making Kory miserable? Then you get to later on where he's consistently angsting about her being hypothetically OK with killing someone (despite not killing anyone on the team) and continuing passive aggressively wanting her to change when it's clearly a dealbreaker but not breaking up with her. I know later on he is revealed to be brainwashed, but either way that leads to him being brainwashed for the entirety of their relationship which does ALSO not set up anything healthy. and IIRC he apologizes for the first thing (pulling away from her early on) but not for the second (the continuous passive aggressiveness and treating Kory bad for being a tamaranean. the way he talks about her on the 2nd tamaran arc is so uncomfortable. and yes, i know, brainwashing, but also the consistent 'he's an asshole but it's not his fault b/c brainwashing' also makes me ship it less. and like most of NTT dick less NGL. )

What would have made you like it?

If Kory was treated more as a narrative equal and not the love interest, there was less focus on dick's angst and dick having bad communication skills or being bad in a relationship, dick wasn't brainwashed the whole time

Despite not shipping it, do you have anything positive to say about it?

i think i covered that earlier since i did genuinely like it earlier.

#sorry dickkory followers #i ship it lesso n the reread #dick grayson negative #dickkory negative just in case #shipping #ask #ty for ask ares ^ ^ #dick grayson #koriandr #dc comics #the new teen titans

[iheartgirlzn]

KISS ME BETTER

pairing: percy jackson x gn!reader (who is a child of apollo)

summary: percy gets hurt and goes to the infirmary, you kiss his wound better.

warning(s): none! just fluff ♡

a/n: AAA THIS IS TOO CUTE

percy jackson was someone who was an often visitor at camp half-bloods infirmary. it was usually because he picked a fight with clarisse la rue - the ares cabins head counsellor, or he got too reckless during capture the flag, the list could go on really.

today was one of those days.

he walked into the infirmary, his eyes scanning the room for his favourite child of apollo. spotting them, he made his way over. smiling through the pain and holding his weirdly-twisted arm, he said hello.

“hello percy, oh my-” you gasp in reply, looking up from your book and spotting the way his arm was bent. “again? come on, sit down, sit down!”

you rushed him over to one of the infirmary’s beds and muttered multiple curses under your breath. opening one of the medical cabinets, you got out a bar of ambrosia for the boy.

“eat a piece of this, it’ll fix you right up. again.” you tell him, giving him a stern look. percy laughs nervously taking the food and swallowing it.

“oops?” he grins, looking at you mischievously. he lets go of his arm and flexes it. “hey! still in one piece!”

you roll your eyes at his antics and chuckle to yourself. “i’d sure hope so. you can stay here until you’re ready to leave.”

percy watches as you begin walk away, and his smile falters slightly. “wait.” he says, making you turn around with a curious look on your face.

“uh- kiss it better?” he asks, then internally curses himself for saying something so stupid. “i mean-”

but before he could finish his sentence you’d already knelt down beside him. you held his arm with a delicate hand and kissed his elbow.

he flushes at the soft yet intimate gesture and tries to stutter out a response. “there you go, feeling better now?” you ask, grinning.

“uh huh..” he agrees, hardly hearing anything other than his own heartbeat.

“good, i’ll be over there if you need me then.” and with that you walked away from where he sat, leaving percy to his own flustered thoughts.

‘maybe i should pick fights with clarisse more often.’

don’t steal my work pls and ty <3

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x gn!reader #percy jackson fandom #percy jackson #pjo #x reader #x gn! reader #rick riordan #hoo #pjo hoo toa #child of apollo #cabin 7

[sweetearthandnorthernsky]

If you're still doing it, 🎵 + King by The Amazing Devil?

o, this 100% has romenel [bbom oc] vibes!!! it also fits the ar-pharazon's-captain that i've written exactly one (1) ficlet for almost perfectly

#ask game reply tag #(also i love this song already i've listened to it like. 5 times by the time this ask ends up getting posted. so ty friend!!) #ar-pharazon's captain doesn't even have a Name [or any defining characteristics] yet but they're like yes. this is my song :3 #also-also; my ask box is pretty much always open for games as long as [mostly for the number ones] i know which game it refers to 💙

[percyluvr]

hi!

could you write a fic with clarisse and a nonbinary child of thanatos reader, where they absolutely DOMINATE in capture the flag?

clarisse la rue x gn child of thanatos!reader summary: clarisse and her s/o are undefeated in capture the flag wc: 1127

It was widely known at Camp Half-Blood that if you weren't on Clarisse and her significant other's capture that flag team, you were on the losing team. Even before the two of you began dating, you were a force that no one wanted to mess with.

Your friendship had been very interesting for the other campers to witness, mainly for the reason that Clarisse seemed to warm up to you so quickly, almost as if there was an invisible string of fate tying her to you. The first time the two of you met, Clarisse was almost awkward when she spoke to you, and from then on, the two of you had been an extremely powerful force.

The two of you fit together like a puzzle, your minds always being on the same wavelength. If one of you strayed from the battle strategy you had come up with, the other could immediately tell why and what to do from that point on, which made capture the flag a breeze for your team.

You were sat in the Ares cabin with Clarisse, going over the strategy for the capture the flag, though it wasn't really necessary since the two of you were always in sync, but you thought it never hurt to be extra thorough. Even though the Athena cabin was on the opposing team, when they were usually on your team, the two of you were completely confident that you wouldn't have a problem winning.

"We'll charge together, but once we get through their second line of defense, you'll sneak past and grab the flag. Then, you'll go through the route we marked back to our base, and that'll conclude the game. Easy win for us, again," Clarisse states, making you grin.

The plan may seem simple, especially when it was the Athena cabin you were going against, but you had the entire Ares cabin on yours, and you had more faith in them for these types of things, but that's not to say the Athena kids are not master strategists, because they definitely are.

The next few days came and went, and it was finally time for your and Clarisse's favorite day of the month, capture the flag. The two of you shared a large breakfast, making sure to eat nutritious things to give you extra energy.

After breakfast, everyone headed to the forest and put on their armor and helmets.

"Thirty minutes until the game begins, get set up now. The games begin when you hear the horn, as per usual," Chiron says.

"Alright, does everyone remember the plan?" You ask, making sure that no one would mess up your victory, if that was even possible.

You heard many variations of confirmation, and so you and Clarisse sent everyone off to get into positions.

"You ready to absolutely dominate today?" Clarisse asks, as if she didn't already know the answer.

"Obviously, when am I not ready to hand someone's ass to them?" You joke.

Clarisse gives you a grin, and the two of you head off into the forest.

You two quietly talk for the remaining minutes, immediately focusing in when you hear the horn blast. You and Clarisse sprint off, slowly relaxing into a slightly slower pace to maintain your energy.

When you finally reach the other team's first line of defense, it was just as the two of you expected.

Clarisse knew that you were absolutely insane when it came to fighting, but you'd reached a new level in the past month of training. It was like the world had gone still except for you fighting. She was in the middle of a fight, and all she could look at was you. You fought like an absolute demon, your sword slashing so fast that she it seemed like you hadn't moved it at all. She could tell that you were still holding back, on account of it being a camp game and all, but she would've loved to see you with no restrictions.

It seemed like the fight lasted mere seconds, and all of the other campers lay on the ground. She stared at you in awe before coming back to her senses.

"Come on, we still have a game to win," she says to you, as if she wasn't just staring at you like you were a god.

When the two of you reached the second line of defense, you snuck off without a trace, something that you'd inherited from your dad. If Clarisse hadn't seen you fighting before, she would've wondered if you had ever been by her side in the first place.

You had no concerns about Clarisse fighting off the other team, so you quickly ran through the woods, fighting off stray campers that you came across.

When you reached the flag, you were astonished to find it completely unguarded. You wasted no time in sprinting over to the flag, grasping it in your hands and making a mad dash back through the forest.

You were careful not to step in any of the traps that the Hephaestus cabin must've made and placed strategically throughout the forest. You would've taken time to be impressed by how thorough they were with it, but you had a game to win.

In no time, you found Clarisse, signaling from the sides of the forest that you had gotten the flag. She grinned at you and finished off the fight she was in with some random camper, quickly catching up to you.

You made it back to your side in record time, hearing Chiron make a surprised noise and blow the horn, signaling the end of the game.

You jumped into Clarisse's awaiting arms. No matter how many times you felt her strong arms hold you, you would always be affected by it. There was something about feeling her hold you, knowing she would always protect you that made you feel all warm inside. She kissed you liked she'd been waiting her whole life to feel your lips pressed up against hers, and if you count about 2 hours as her whole life, then yes, she had been waiting her whole life.

When both teams had made it back to the river, Chiron announced that your team had won in a record-breaking 45 minutes, and you team shouted in celebration. You and Clarisse, however, celebrated by her taking off both of your helmets, picking you up into her beefy arms and kissing you with a passion that you'd never felt from her. She was just so enamored by you and how powerful you were that she never wanted to let go, but unfortunately had to so the two of you could celebrate, though she still didn't release her tight grip on your hand.

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im the person who asked about the vague thing, and i mainly asked cause im terrible at specific prompts/requests(?? is there a difference idk) LMAOAOSOS

BUT BUT HERES THE REQUEST!!!! percy jackson x gn reader hurt/comfort??

TY FOR DOING THIS IF YOU DO LOVELY 🫶🫶🫶

thank you so much!!! and of course!

here’s a little something while I work on pt 2 of golden! sorry for the wait, I’ve been super overwhelmed with school n extracurricular stuff :(( cw: violence and fear

frosted glass (percy jackson x reader)

The fluorescent lights are making your eyes water.

“Look. Look!”

An unforgiving hand grabs you by the face and turns you to him. You meet sea-green eyes, narrow and seething.

“You did this, Perseus. All for that little potion.”

You know you look bad. Your cheekbone is painted an ugly purple, eyes bruised with bags. Crusted blood tracks from your nose. It itches. Your throat burns. “No,” you force out through your teeth, breathing hard. “This wasn’t your fault—”

Knuckles knock against your teeth, sudden and biting, and an ache blooms across your top lip. That’ll swell, you think, and you can feel it start to.

“Just hand it over, and we’ll let you both go.”

Percy doesn’t have the bottle. You do — a small glass vial filled with golden, syrupy liquid. It brings someone back to life, if only for a few minutes. Chiron needs it urgently, but so does this boy.

He looks only a little older than the two of you, with wiry blonde hair and vengeful eyes that glint a brilliant blue. He wants— no, needs to speak with his mother. He’s an Ares kid, if you remember correctly, and a deserter. If you’d had two vials, you’d share it. But in his desperation, his love for his mother had turned into hatred for you, and he was, after all, his father’s son. Rage was in his blood. He punches you again.

Percy lunges forward, but there are arms threading under his and locked on either side of his head, so he’s not going anywhere. He looks so angry it would've scared you if you hadn’t known that he’d never hurt you, not even if his life depended on it.

Your head bounces off the ground as you’re thrown down. Percy lunges again, but this time he breaks free and rushes to you.

“Are you okay?” He’s saying before he even kneels. You were bracing yourself up on your forearms, having fallen face first. He turns you forward gently, helping you into a sitting position.

“Mhm,” you hum. “I’m fine.”

You’re not fully sure where you are. You’d been woken up by a punch to the jaw, and you hadn’t had much time to take stock of your surroundings since then. It looks like the back room of some sort of convenience store; the walls are lined with rusted shelves that are stocked with vibrant packaging. The only illumination comes from greenish can lights.

Percy thumbs the blood from your lip. You wince. “Sure you are, hun.”

“Real cute.” The blond drawls. He’s probably about to make some sort of stupid wisecrack, but then the door jingles. It sounds like the bells that are attached to the front door of stores, further reinforcing your theory.

The boy exchanges a look with his friends. Suddenly, you’re being pulled away from Percy. You kick and curse him in the name of everything under Olympus, but a hand is clamped over your mouth and damn, this guy can’t even be that much older than you, yet you’re completely overpowered. You hate the feeling. A muffled sob tumbles forth.

The blonde stares real hard at you for a moment. “Don’t go anywhere,” he finally says, and slips through the frosted glass door.

“How can I help you?” You can hear him say after a moment.

“Oh, I think you know how.”

The voice is strangely familiar. A dangerous tangle of hope, relief, and fear swells in your throat.

“Pardon?”

“Where are they?”

There’s a pause, and then a dull thud.

Then silence.

Its unbearable, almost. To have help so near. At least, you hope it’s help. If it’s not, you're screwed.

The hand tightens around you, a warning.

You’ll take your chances.

You bite down, hard enough to taste blood. The kid shrieks. You’d almost feel bad if he wasn’t totally beating you up earlier.

The door is kicked open, and you don’t remember much after that.

He remembers it clearly, though. It went something like this:

You stumbled forward and Percy caught you. He tried to hold you up— he really did try, but neither of you was strong enough. The two of you fell together, all buckled knees and shaking hands.

“It’s okay,” he mumbled, breathless, as he tried to get a grip on you.

You were in his arms — cold and trembling, he could feel the damp patches in the fabric of your shirt where you were bleeding; but you were clinging to him and he was clinging to you and none of it mattered because you were here. You were here and you were alive, and for a moment, everything was alright again.

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Even though there’s not a single myth on it, I’d like to think Aphrodite couldn’t give a shit about her sexuality.

She gets bored one day, and particularly curious, and heads down to earth. As she wanders around the markets in her mortal disguise, her attention is caught by a kind woman buying apples. Aphrodite wanders over, curious. She’s so beautiful, not so much that she challenges the goddess’ beauty, obviously, but she’s got these delicate features mixed with a sharp nose that stand out to Aphrodite. She likes how she looks.

The woman notices her, smiles politely, but seems captivated by Aphrodite’s beauty, even in her mortal state. She greets her, and Aphrodite likes that. Her voice.

She reaches for an apple, so Aphrodite picks it up and studies it, as if it’s at all interesting to her. She twirls it in the light, then looks up, and extends it to the woman, offering it.

As the woman takes it carefully, she twines her fingers in Aphrodite’s, for just a moment. It couldn’t have been an accident.

So Aphrodite, smiling softly, asks for her name.

The woman gives it.

Days later, Aphrodite is lounging on Olympus, twirling a strand of her hair and thinking about that woman she’d met. She was like no other, beautiful and prim and yet so powerfully attractive. Aphrodite bids her lover farewell on Olympus, Ares is gone to fight another war. A small one, but a war nonetheless.

She is bored. And roused. She wishes to go and have some sort of good time, but does not know what precisely to do. With Ares gone, and the others truly uninteresting, she huffs in annoyance. Then a thought occurs, perhaps she should simply go and find that woman again. Or attend some festival, who knows?

So Aphrodite takes the form of a dove, and soars through the air, searching. Her eyes land on a stream, sensing there is someone there she wishes to meet.

When she lands, she transforms into the same maiden she had been days ago. She tousles her skirts, and slinks out from behind the tree she used as coverage, and spies a woman with her back turned.

The woman is tying back her hair, perhaps readying herself to wash her face, or take a swim. It is awfully balmy that day, so either is plausible. She turns, and is surprised by the sight of Aphrodite, in disguise.

She blinks, but smiles a moment later. “I knew I had not seen the last of you.”

Aphrodite raises a brow. “You were so sure?”

“I would believe so, goddess. For you must know I was not finished seeking your company.”

Aphrodite is surprised. No one speaks to her in such a way, or calls her on her bluff so quickly.

“You are hasty to supplicate me, dear.” She says, just so.

“No, I am not hasty.” The woman replies. “I am bold.”

Aphrodite smiles.

“If I were a goddess, perhaps,” she begins. “Would you have me?”

The woman chuckles. “I think I am much too consumed by my thoughts of you to care whether or not you are a goddess.” She glances Aphrodite up, and down. “I would have you only if you sought me.”

And the line of the stream between them is much too large, suddenly. Aphrodite reaches for the pins of her dress.

“Come.” She says, a light smile playing at her lips. “Let us swim. It is much too hot to be standing here exchanging polite words.”

When all is said and done, and Aphrodite lays back against the bank of the river, her sweat and exertion mixing with the cleansing drops of water slipping from her locks of hair, she holds the woman close to her. Skin upon skin, tender and simple, for a moment. Pleasant. Just to be here, just to be. Just.

She cards her fingers through the woman’s hair. “I am sure you wonder which goddess I am.”

The woman hums, her throat making a sweet buzz against Aphrodite’s breast. “Perhaps. Only so I may call your name again.” She runs a finger down the goddess’ arm, from shoulder to wrist, then lingering there. “But I have my wits about me.”

Aphrodite smiles. “Oh? And who might you seek me as?”

The woman takes Aphrodite’s hand, now. “I shall love you no matter who you may be, Aphrodite.”

It is not the last time they meet, nor the last time they lay together. They dabble in fields, laugh over wine, and speak to one another late in the night. As it would occur, the woman is a poet, a good one at that, and writes hymns for Aphrodite in her lustrous love for the goddess.

The woman holds such court in Aphrodite’s heart for so many years, that Aphrodite soon fears, actually fears, her death. She laments the fact that the woman is mortal, and will die. The woman does not.

“I have lived a lifetime dappled with you. I do not weep for it, such a blessing.”

But Aphrodite still feels the knowledge gnaw at her. She knows she cannot make a god of the woman, but she may be able to place her judgement in the realm of the dead.

Decades pass, still enjoying one another. The woman ages, and she does not. But they still find each other in the darkness, in the light.

One day, decades and decades later, the woman dies. A peaceful death, a life prolonged by the proximity and life of a goddess. It would have surprised her to know she did not die of a tragedy, like all other lovers of gods. Perhaps that is why she is left out in history.

Aphrodite weeps for her, as she did Adonis, and select other lovers that were as golden to her as her own divinity. She carves a tomb, in memorial, that over time crumbles and breaks. She carves her name into it, but in centuries, it will be lost.

Her battle is not over. She composed herself, and urges her way to a field, near a crack to Erebos.

It is springtime. She may call for her.

“Persephone.”

At the invocation of her name, Persephone comes to the call.

“Aphrodite.” She greets, a mix of warmth and ice.

Aphrodite pauses, the request tingling on her lips. “You may not care, but we have had our moments, dear Persephone.”

They could not be called friends, no. But they could not be denied of the ways of the flesh they had once- twice, perhaps, shared.

She continues at the silence. “I come to request a placement for a soul.”

Persephone raises a brow. “I see.”

“She is virtuous, and a good woman, besides. I believe you should place her in Elysium.”

Persephone narrows her eyes. “Give me her name. I may see what I can do.”

Aphrodite gives it. Persephone returns a blank look. Then it shifts to an amusement.

“She has found her eternal rest, I confess.”

Aphrodite frowns. “I know. That is the reason for my request.”

“You misunderstand.” Persephone laughs. “She had drank from the river Lethe twice over. She has lived three virtuous lives, with this one her third.”

Aphrodite’s eyes widen.

“She resides on the Isle of the Blessed?”

Persephone nods, smiling still. Aphrodite does not know why.

But her heart leaps. There is that, she thinks. She has lived three virtuous lives.

Then a thought crosses her mind. “What made her virtuous, in this one?”

Persephone smiles. “She will write a history, in years to come. Perhaps all because of one lover she had in particular.”

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