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[turquoisenintendo64]

peace at last.

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sharing the sofa like normal people

insp:

[turquoisenintendo64]

New Year’s Day

in which: leo valdez has always been pathetically in love with you, and he finally confesses on a porch at a frat party

fratboy!leo valdez x daughter of athena!reader

warnings: language, use of y/n

requested: yes/no

a/n: english is not my first language, so sorry if there’s any typos!! :)

leo was sitting on the couch, holding a half-empty paper cup in his hand, observing all the people at the party. his friends, people he didn’t even know, and people he had seen two or three times in college and greeted with a head nod. but you weren’t there. or at least he hadn’t seen you yet.

his best friend, jason, flopped onto the couch.

“why are you here alone?” he asked.

“this party sucks,”

“you haven’t seen y/n, huh?”

leo looked at jason. he had lipstick marks on his cheeks and neck.

“someone had a good time,” leo said, pointing to jason’s face.

“shut up.”

leo sighed and looked at the front again. everyone was dancing to the music, happy, joyful. some holding onto someone’s waist, some not. some kissing someone, some not. some probably fucking someone on the rooms upstairs, some not.

“she said she’d be here,”

“maybe she is,” jason reassured, “but you haven’t seen her yet.”

“the house is not that big,” he chuckled.

“piper said she’s here.”

“maybe she left.”

“for the gods’ sakes leo,” jason hid his face in his palms. “go search the girl, you are not doing anything sitting here.”

jason got up and walked towards piper again. leo took a sip out of his cup. he drummed with his fingers in his left thigh.

he was waiting for you. waiting for a text, a call. something. waiting for you to suddenly sit down next to him and tell him (at last) you love him.

you two met at camp. chiron told you to show him around and you got closer after that. you were always together.

leo saw his phone screen lit up. it was a text. from you.

“porch :)”, it read. he smiled and got up.

jason winked at him from the distance, and something told leo jason already knew you were outside.

he opened the door slowly, and saw you facing away. he approached you, quietly.

“so…” you faced him, “good evening.”

“good evening.” he leaned against the fence, like you, by your side. “i thought you wouldn’t come.”

“and miss percy doing karaoke drunk? hell no.” leo laughed. “also, it’s new year’s eve. i wasn’t going to rot in my room the whole night, evidently.”

the chill air of the night brushed through your hair. leo was low-key staring at you, but could he help it?

you fell into a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other’s presence. you rested your head on leo’s shoulder, feeling his body warmth.

you could hear the before loud music now faint, the only sound that mattered to you being leo’s calm breathing. he could hear his own heartbeat going faster, and prayed to his father you couldn’t feel it.

“i heard you were going out with a boy,” he said. you looked at him. “what was his name… lucas?”

you laughed, “luke. no, no, i’m not going out with him, we’re just friends. maybe just study buddies.”

then something crossed your mind.

“are you going out with someone?”

you mentally prayed to your mother that he wasn’t.

ever since camp, you’ve had a crush on leo. when late at night you helped him with summer homework. when you reassured him after a bad nightmare. when he forced you to help him with his inventions. when your lives were so miserable you didn’t have time to think about feelings. and now, that your lives were remotely normal and you did have time to think about relationships, it would suck to know some other girl was faster than you.

“no”, he said, and you breathed out even though you didn’t know you were holding it, “i’m not dating anyone.”

“would you like to?” you asked, hoping for him to take the hint.

you heard cheering inside the house, clapping and the music got louder. you checked the time in your phone. 0:00, January 1st.

“happy new year leo,” you smiled sweetly at him, his eyes darted from your eyes to your lips.

“happy new year. and i would love to,” he said. “to date someone. well… not someone, you. i want to date y…”

you cut him off by kissing him. he hesitated a few seconds, but then he kissed you back, placing his hands in your waist. you placed yours in his neck, gently touching his curls.

you felt his smile on the kiss. you imagined your first kiss differently, but this was perfect.

now, you didn’t have to save the world. to risk your lives everyday. so you could dedicate entirely to love each other properly.

on the distance, you heard everyone shouting.

“to new beginnings!”

#leo valdez #leo x reader #leo valdez x reader #athena #pjo #heroes of olympus #new year’s day #taylor swift

[turquoisenintendo64]

heyyyy could you write jason x daughter of Poseidon. where the reader gets taken with percy to camp jupiter and when the argo two arrives jason and the reader slowly become flirty friends. but at a very unfortunate time they flirting turns too real.

“ sparks fly ”

jason grace x daughter of poseidon ⚡️

i really don’t like how this turned out but i hope it’s okay that this is half hcs, half one shot-ish and tbh i didn’t wanna post this but also didn’t wanna like ignore this request

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- y/n was holding onto her brother’s arm as she tried to get through the crowd of people

- “is that…?”

- but her brother didn’t hear as his green eyes locked with grey ones

- but she heard reyna speak and her attention turned to someone else

- “jason grace, my former colleague”

- when she looked forward, she saw the most beautiful boy she had ever laid eyes on

- although she was soon distracted by her brother leaving her grasp

- she let go of his arm and let him run to his girlfriend

- as everyone watched the scene unfold, she turned to look back at the son of jupiter

- only to find blue eyes meeting hers

- she quickly looked away but couldn’t hide the pink on her cheeks

- when she got to know him, the way she felt only grew

- she found herself doing everything in her power to talk to him

- sitting next to him at meals or even acting like she needed help with something she could completely do herself

- “hey, jason, can you grab that for me?” she would ask, pointing to a high shelf

- “yeah of course,” he would always respond

- but she would watch as his shirt would slightly show his abs as he leaned up

- and percy would be standing behind her like🧍‍♂️

- but when a monster attacked the ship and was 2 seconds away from killing jason???

- y/n was there in a second, slicing that monster

- and jason was like “that was amazing for someone who can’t open a jar of pickles”

- and she was like “i know right”

- or when she came into his room late at night after having a nightmare

- “is it okay if i stay with you?” she whispered into the darkness

- “of course,” he was already awake so he scooted over to make room for her

- she quickly took the spot next to him and let herself burrow next to him

- “why didn’t you ask your brother?”

- she couldn’t think of an answer

- after all, there was her brother or annabeth, who she had known for far longer than the boy she laid next to

- she just sighed and finally spoke again

- “i knew you’d be awake”

- that wasn’t the last time she did that either

- every nightmare she had, she would find her way to his room where he welcomed her with open arms

- but when percy and annabeth fell into tartarus, the nightmares only worsened

- night after night, she would wake up in a sweat

- she got too embarrassed to keep bothering jason, which he took notice to

- one night he found her sitting in the mess hall, staring off into space

- “y/n?”

- she looked up at him and tried to force a smile

- “are you okay?”

- “why wouldn’t i be?”

- he took the seat next to her, “can’t sleep?”

- she shook her head, “i just know i’ll be waking up soon enough from a nightmare, so why even try?”

- he worriedly looked at her, but she wouldn’t even face him

- “you need to sleep, y/n,” he whispered

- she stayed silent

- “you can stay in my room, i really don’t mind”

- still silence

- “y/n?”

- “i don’t have a crush on you,” she suddenly spoke and looked up at him

- his eye widened, “what?”

- “i thought i had a crush on you, but i don’t, jase”

- he felt his heart heavy as he still stared at her

- “jason, i am so in love with you”

- he completely froze, his brain basically short circuiting

- kind of literally too as his hands slightly sparked when she spoke

- “i’m sorry, i had to tell you. there’s just so much going on right now, and trying to hide that was just one more thing i had to stress about”

- “no, y/n, it’s okay”

- “really?”

- “really.”

- she looked away, “i should get to bed anyways”

- she began walking away but he followed behind her, “wait”

- she turned around, waiting for the embarrassment to hit her

- but instead only a pair of lips did

- “i love you, too.”

- she didn’t say anything as she pulled him into another kiss

[turquoisenintendo64]

HIIIIIII can youuuu make leo valdez x child of athena hcs by chance? I lovve your stuff

leo valdez x athena!reader hcs

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content: leo valdez x athena! reader

warnings: references to sexual stuff, but nothing other than that

a/n: gods this is so fucking bad and short i’m so sorry, i just needed to write something, but it’s terrible. i’m sorry!!!

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Literally smartie pants and smartest pants.

The nerd couple, always together.

It started with him having trouble with English and he needed help

So who’s better to ask for help than a daughter of Athena?

He looked for Annabeth and she told him that you were the best person she knew with english.

And, obviously, he couldn’t help but notice how cute you were, even if you were trying your hardest to explain Edgar Allan Poe to him.

But he couldn’t understand.

He was too focused on mapping the freckles in your cheeks.

You were just so beautiful in his eyes.

And once you started dating, he made sure you knew that.

“Hey, cariño?”

“Yeah, fireboy?”

“Looking good today. Are you single?”

“Shut up, Valdez.”

Just flirting everyday.

It was his life mission to flirt with you every single day.

He was always sure that you knew you were the most beautiful woman in the whole world.

And when your friends discovered, Annabeth was… kind of weirded out.

Cause she never thought Leo was your type.

But it happened he was, indeed.

And he made you gifts.

Lots of gifts.

Metal flowers and necklaces and earrings and

You got the point.

He was so thoughtful with absolutely everything

If you were out in a date and he sees something that reminds him of you, he makes you go to a store you like and goes back to buy the thing he saw

He’s just so cute

Our favorite latino boy fr

You two spent most of your time together in bunker nine, whether designing projects or building stuff or just hanging out

He helped you whenever you needed help with your architecture and you helped him with his inventions

You’re both so good at maths

And you just keep making stupid little competitions with each other

Like “I bet that the fifth root of 1024 is 4” “No, it’s 2” (it’s 4)

And then the one who loses has to give something to the other

Like, anything

And Leo gets so happy when you loses cause he gets you to do anything for him

And it’s just so fun in his opinion

When you’re at class together, the competition never stops

So when you got a question right, you smirk and looks at him with an ‘do better’ smirk

And it’s just so fun that you can’t seem to stop.

Well, the nerd couple.

Just two nerds that can’t seem to stop loving each other

[turquoisenintendo64]

i don't know if you're taking requests (feel free to delete if you're not!!) but could you maybe do leo with a child of hypnos who learned morse code for him and yk, confesses like that??

⋆⭒˚.⋆ a sleepy sunday kinda love; leo valdez x daughter of hypnos! reader blurb

content: leo valdez x daughter of hypnos! reader warning: none, i don't think author's note: so so soft, i love this one so much. i also realized too little too late that you said child, instead of daughter. but i had kinda already written it in a female manner, which i feel so bad about!!! and i almost wrote this as hcs when you said blurb ugh this ask has taken so many turns lol AND I WAS SO EXCITED FOR THIS ONE BC I AM BUT A SLEEPY GIRL IN A NOT SLEEP WORLD also i should wait to post this one for sunday bc like the vibes, but i dont have that kinda patients

sunday mornings were set aside for lovers, that much you were certain. so many songs sang of it, so it must be true. 'a sunday kid of love' by etta james. 'sunday morning' by maroon 5. i mean, you get the point, right?

those were the few mornings you allowed yourself to actually sleep in before another long week, cuddled up on leo's chest. waking up slowly and softly felt like going to church; something scared that even the gods couldn't touch, some repetition that kept away the mundane and boring. something holy to believe in, to dive head first into.

"morning, sleepy head," leo mused, in that early morning voice that always left you buzzing. you didn't reply, just squeezing closer to his side as he pressed his kisses to your temple.

"whatcha want for breakfast?" he breathed out, his eyes resting closed but a soft smile on his lips as his fingers flirted with your sleep tank top and the waist band of your matching shorts. even though you were a daughter of hypnos, it never failed to amazing leo how many matching pajama set you had or how you always managed to look godlike in them. he's never seen someone make sweatpants work as well as you do.

"you already know what im gonna say," you muttered against leo's neck and he could feel as your lips twitched upwards into a tiny smile.

"pancakes coming right up, princess," leo hummed, though he didn't move an inch. he wasn't quite ready to leave the soft bed or, more importantly, you.

"i make the coffee and tea, you make the pancakes?" you offered, eyes drooping as you continued to lay against his chest. these positions in the kitchen were already set in place, but you always asked. and leo always hummed back, like he did today. still, no movement from either of you in the bed for a few more minutes.

"we gotta get up," you yawned out, forcing yourself to sit up and attempting to escape the bed but leo jolted forwards, wrapping his arms around you and dragging you back into the bed. not that you gave much of a fight.

"in a few. shush, sleeping boy here," joked leo, pressing a kiss to your shoulder before snuggling back into his pillows. you brought your fingers up to where leo's arms were, ghosting them over the skin there before smiling to yourself, determined to show leo your new trick.

.. / .-.. --- …- . / -.-- --- ..- / -… ..- - / .-- . / --. --- - - .- / --. . - / ..- .--.

(i love you, but weve gotta get up)

you could feel leo shift from behind you as you tapped this pattern, smiling to yourself as you could basically hear the cogs in his brain turning.

"we don't have to do anything, this is our house," leo huffed but you could hear the smile in his voice as he leaned over you, looking into your eyes with so much adoration in his own, "and when did you learn that, huh?"

you just smiled up at him, reaching your hand up to his cheek and beginning to tap your fingers there.

.. / -.. --- -. - / -.- .. … … / .- -. -.. / - . .-.. .-.. / …- .- .-.. -.. . --..

(i dont kiss and tell, valdez)

"whatever, keep your secrets," leo mused, rolling his eyes, before leaning down and capturing your lips in a soft and gentle kiss.

yeah, soft sunday mornings were your favorite. especially with a boy like leo valdez.

[turquoisenintendo64]

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content: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader fic (ft. my baby boy tyson) warning: i wanna say none but i dont trust myself, language probs author's note: okay okay so this one was the first winner!! the rest will follow in order with how many votes they got and such. but first LETS PUT A LITTLE RESPECT ON TYSONS NAME YALL THAT'S MY SON OF POSEIDON FR FR HES JUST A LITTLE GUY I CANT-

“dude! dude! dude!” y/n called as she ran from the big house toward percy, who was sitting on the steps outside of cabin three with annabeth, both of them looking up at her yells.

“bro! bro! bro!” percy called back with a laugh, sharing a look with annabeth, who shook her head at the two siblings as she went back to her architectural sketches for something.

“i’ve got news!” y/n cheers, standing before percy with her hands pulled up to her chest and an unbeatable smile on her lips. percy motioned for her to go on, looking at her suspiciously.

“my favorite brother will be joining us at camp for the next three days,” y/n announced, proudly, causing percy to jump up to his feet too.

“no way! what?” he cheered, the two of them soon jumping in a circle. annabeth laughed at them, getting joy from their joy. leo had walked over at some point, looking at the children of poseidon with concern. annabeth waved him over to sit next to her, giving them the perfect view of the excited teens.

“what did i miss?” leo questioned, unable to take his eyes off the pair but turning his head towards annabeth.

“tyson, their brother, is coming to stay at camp for a few days. they don’t see him very often because he works with the cyclops with their father, so they tend to get a bit excited,” annabeth explained with a shrug. leo nodded, having already been told about tyson by y/n. she loved to rave about him, proudly showing the picture of him she kept in her cabin at any needed moment.

“i call dibs on snack duty! you didn’t even get anything good last time,” y/n insisted, pointing at percy as they sat down next to their respective significant others, both a little out of breath and sweaty, but smiling nonetheless.

“whatever. tyson liked those pickle chips,” percy huffed, jokingly rolling his eyes.

“yeah, but i did not like the smell of your guys' breath,” y/n replied, scrunching her face up, which earned her a laugh.

“okay, okay, fair. so i'm on movie duty then?” percy questioned and y/n nodded.

“yes, cause tyson’s on fort duty, duh,” answered y/n before she spun in leo’s arms and looked up at him, who looked down at her with a raised brow and a smile

“hi, hey,” she rapidly shot out before pressing her lips against his and promptly pulling back.

“gross!” percy called, earning him an elbow against his rib from annabeth.

“please, i was tortured by you two for like five summers, i’ve earned my dues,” y/n replied, squinting at the two with a glare.

“fair enough.”

tyson showed up a few days later, a large dopey smile on his face as he waved the hippocampus that gave him a ride away. y/n and percy were, obviously, the first to greet him and get him settled in their cabin. most of the older campers knew tyson or at least knew of him, so they weren’t really too phased by the cyclops being at camp. it was the younger ones who took a little more time, but with how sweet tyson was it really wasn’t a problem. leo had gotten caught up in the forges, annabeth having asked him if he could roadtest something for her, which sent him down a rabbit hole of trying to figure it out.

“leo?!” y/n’s voice called through the forge, leo’s eyes moving from the twisted metal in front of him to the girl standing in the doorway of the forge, along with a bulkier and taller figure.

“hey, honey. give me a minute, yeah?” he called as both of his hands were occupied. he didn’t hear anything in response but he trusted that she was probably just showing tyson some of the new projects or something like that. after a bit, leo walked up, shoving his goggles up and dusting his hands off on his once white shirt.

“leo, this is tyson, my brother. tyson, this is leo, my boyfriend,” y/n introduced, gesturing between the two. leo held his hand out to the cyclops, smiling widely.

“hey, man, nice to meet you. y/ns, here, loves to rave about you,” mused leo before he was promptly pulled into a bone crushing huge.

“right, sorry, tyson’s a hugger,” y/n winced, forgetting to mention that to leo, who groaned as he was let go. he shot a look at the girl, who giggled quietly behind her hand.

“a new brother! very exciting, sister, and he can build things!” tyson cheered, happily nodding his head. leo blushed at the insinuation and y/n coughed, opening her mouth to correct him.

“oh, tyson, he’s not- we’re not- he’s just my boyfriend. when…when we get married, he’d be your brother,” y/n tried to explain, her voice catching on the word ‘when.’ then she shared a look with leo, which just solidified her ‘when’ and not ‘if.’

“oh,” tyson frowned, his eyebrows furrowing and leo had a feeling tears would be next.

“y/n mentioned you work in forges, right? come on, i’ll show you what i’m working on, could use some help,” leo redirected, easily, nodding his head back towards the forges. tyson’s eye lit up and he looked over at y/n for permission, but she was looking at leo with a melty and soft look in her eyes.

"sister?"

“hmm? oh, yeah, you’re good, tyson. just bring him back to percy and i before dinner, okay, lee?” y/n asked and leo gave her a salute, which tyson mimicked with a little laugh. y/n watched them go, her heart full of love and a blinding smile on her face.

right before dinner, percy and y/n were making their way towards the forge to pick up tyson, but tyson came running out of the forge in excitement, something clasped safety in his large hands. the siblings shared a look as leo trailed after him.

“percy! y/n! look!” he proudly cheered, stopping before the two and unfurling his hands to reveal a small metallic horse sculpture. he squealed in excitement on seeing it again.

“wow! super cool, tyson!” percy cheered, clapping the cyclops on the back.

“you make that yourself or did leo?” y/n jumped in, beaming a smile between her boyfriend and little brother.

"oh, all tyson. i only helped here and there," leo mused, holding his hands up with a wide smile and a wink to you and percy.

"yup. all me," tyson echoed, clearly having grown fond of leo in the past few hours.

"good job, buddy! wanna go show annie?" percy offered with a wide smirk, which had tyson nodding his head and following after his brother. you stayed behind with leo, watching your siblings go as leo wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his head on your shoulder.

"thank you. for hanging out with him today," you whispered and you could feel leo shrug as he pressed a kiss to your shirt clad shoulder.

"course. he's a good guy and handy in the forges. being fireproof tends to be helpful," leo replied and you giggled, turning to make eye contact with him.

"and you'd know all about that, huh?" you taunted and leo rolled his eyes, releasing his hands from you, which just caused you to laugh harder.

"whatever. and to think, i made you a present!" huffed the son of hephaestus, turning his nose up at the girl.

"ooo, what'd ya make?" she questioned, poking at his side with her fingers.

"no. mean girlfriend's don't get gifts," added leo, trying to dodge the attack of her fingers the best he could.

"c'mon, don't be that way, pretty boy," you pouted, batting your eyes at him in a way that had leo instantly folding, reaching back into his tool belt with a tiny shake of his head.

"that's an abuse of power," he stated before presenting you with a metal lily, delicately sculpted and stretched out of metal. and you were instantly swooning, gently caressing it with your fingers before darting your wide eyes up to him.

"only the longest lasting flowers for my girl," leo added, winking with a smirk. you rolled your eyes but clutched the flower to your chest like it was your child.

"y/n! stop flirting and come help with the snacks!" percy called, giving you a pointed look and setting a hand against his hip like a mother. you huffed at him, sticking your tongue out before turning to leo and pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"you're the sweetest boy, valdez," you whispered to the skin of his cheek before racing off, shouts that you'll make it to cabin three first, which sent both of your brothers barreling after you. leo watched this with a smile and a blush slowly rising to where your lips had been.

yeah, he was going to marry this girl. tyson'd throw a fit if he didn't. and he just couldn't have that, could he?

[turquoisenintendo64]

oh, don't let your sunshine burn me!

in which: a son of hephaestus discovers a problem he can't solve. mainly, a daughter apollo who doesn't realize just how much her smiles hurt him.

pairing: leo valdez x daughter of apollo!reader

warnings: not proof read, slight cursing (otherwise, n/a)

tropes: friends to lovers, fluff, pining

word count: 3k

notes: my inaugural fic post on this blog. how special. plz enjoy. feedback is much appreciated.

Leo Valdez was going to lose his mind.

Or maybe a limb. Maybe that would get your attention. He wasn't going to pretend that he wasn't that desperate for you to turn your focus to him.

Stupid Garrett from stupid Ares. Why did he have to go and nearly get his head chopped off by Clarisse while sparring, stealing his thunder?

He should have done more than let his finger slip while hammering away in bunker nine. An exciting injury would have earned the most prized reward of your attention, for sure.

"Are you sure she's too busy?" Leo asked Will for probably four times too many to be considered casual. The blond only rolled his eyes and shoved an icepack into Leo's chest, nearly knocking him back a step, snapping him from his far too obvious admiring of you.

Even from across the infirmary, three hours into your shift, you stole the wind from his lungs. He was convinced you were a favorite of Apollo's, what with the way you glowed and lit up every room you were in.

Which is how he ended up in his current predicament. Absolutely desperate for any hint of your sunshine smile sent in his direction.

"Positive. Now, get out." Will confirmed, checking things off on his clipboard. Leo figured he was probably recording basic information like the patient—himself—had all his limbs, both eyes, ten fingers, and was practically drooling at his half-sister. Leo darted another glance across the room to you, still diligently assessing moronic Garrett from Ares who had been brain dead enough to accept Clarisse's offer of sparring.

Why were you blushing so much?

Something awful and too familiar twisted in his stomach, and all Leo could hear was Piper's voice telling him that he better make his move on you soon, because you were too sweet and too pretty to remain single much longer.

"When's her break again?" Leo asked, ignoring the way Will tipped his head back and closed his eyes, like he was praying for the strength to not hit his patient while under his care.

"And you can't ask her yourself because...?" Will prompted, dragging out the final word and forcing Leo to snap his attention towards the son of Apollo, his jaw practically open in shock.

"Because then she'll know I'm totally into her!" Leo whisper-shouted, waving his hands around as if to emphasize his point.

"You come in here everyday with a new injury asking for her to fix you up." Will pointed out, voice flat. "If she hasn't figured it out yet, I'm not sure she will. You should probably just be direct and ask her out."

Leo narrowed his eyes at Will, but on a rare miracle, he was at a loss for words. Maybe Will had a point. Leo was never exactly good at being subtle about his many, many, crushes, and if you hadn't realized he was hopelessly in love with you yet, then maybe he was safe from feeling the sting of your rejection.

"You're not going to talk to her, are you?" Will sighed, tilting his head slightly as he studied Leo, who, despite having already been given the magic remedy of an ice pack, remained perched on the side of a cot used as a medic's bed.

Leo shook his head side-to-side so quickly Will was a blur of blond hair and orange t-shirt in front of him.

"No can do." Leo said solemnly. "She's miles out of my league. Not even I'm stupid enough to think I have a shot with her."

"Well, at least Garrett isn't as oblivious as you," Will shrugged, shooting Leo a pointed look he didn't understand. The ugly feeling was back in Leo's stomach as he darted his attention towards you and the gods-damned son of Ares.

You were laughing, and Leo wasn't the cause.

Jealousy flared up in him.

You, on the other hand, were completely ignorant to the conversation occurring on the opposite side of the infirmary, far too engrossed in charismatic Garrett from Ares who was retelling the story of how Clarisse had knocked him on his ass and sent him to get bandaged up.

For a child of the war god, he was surprisingly graceful in his defeat.

"Next time, at least bring a shield with you." You smiled at Garrett, checking off the final few items on your clipboard. No major injuries towards his limbs, nor his ten fingers, neither of his eyes had been affected, and he was able to hold a proper conversation with you. "Otherwise I've got nothing else for you. Just an order to take the rest of the day easy."

"I can manage that," Garrett relented, which, for a demigod, was a pretty big ask. Taking it easy was never really an option when one of your parents was a god or goddess. "Hey, any particular reason Valdez is looking at me like he's going to send one of his inventions after me?"

Your heart skipped a beat, but you forced yourself to act casual as you turned around slightly, finding that Leo had in fact found his way into the infirmary and in fact was staring at Garrett like he might make a good snack for Festus.

You had been starting to worry, thinking that maybe he wasn't going to show up that day.

"Dunno," You shrugged, ducking your face into your clipboard so you didn't have to look at Leo, or Garrett, or Will—who was sending you a look that was both pointed and annoyed at the same time. "But you're set to go."

"Perfect," Garrett jumped off of the examination bed, acting like he hadn't been carried in by two of his half-brothers, a sly grin on his face. "You sure that's not jealousy on Valdez's face?"

"What? Why would Leo be jealous?" You were ashamed to admit you stumbled over your words, your face turning a vibrant shade of red, as you considered the implication of Garrett's words. That Leo might have been into you, enough that just the sight of you talking to Garrett might have been enough to turn his mood sour. "We're just friends."

"Sure," Garrett grinned wickedly, the kind of grin only children of Ares could ever create. The kind that told he totally didn't believe her rushed dismissal of his words. "All I want is an invitation to the wedding. Talk to you later!"

Garrett darted off before you could swat at him with your clipboard, your face flushed with embarrassment. Gods, were you really that obvious in your crush on Leo?

Sure, he came into the infirmary just about every day you were working, with some minor injury or another for you to tend to. And maybe you took a little longer to heal him than you did when Percy or the Stolls came in, were a little sweeter, but were you so transparent that even Garrett from Ares knew what you felt?

"For the love of all the gods and goddesses, would you please just go talk to him?" Will grumbled, borderline exhausted, as he appeared at your side. You jumped, nearly lost in thought, and narrowed your sunshine stare at your half-brother. "He won't leave until he gets the chance to brag to you about his latest made-up injury."

You didn't have to ask who Will was talking about. Leo was still watching you from across the room, rather impatiently. He'd managed to find a few loose bolts and washers and was currently inventing something you couldn't comprehend while he stared very pointedly at the ground by your feet, having averted his stare the moment you darted yours in his direction.

"Shut up," You mumbled to Will, but regardless you dashed off across the room with what felt like permission to engage in your favorite part of the day.

You had received Apollo's gifts of healing, not his poetic words. And every day you cursed that fact, because never could you put into words just how much being around Leo Valdez made you feel centered within yourself. It was like his very personality gave you permission to the version of you that was nearly lost to time and circumstance and the tragedy of being a Greek hero.

"What's the problem today?" You grinned, the smile your half-siblings claimed shined brightest in the camp plastered on your face almost of its own accord as you stood before Leo.

"My hand, Doc." He sighed, playing along and holding up his left hand while the right shoved the ice pack Will had already given him behind his back. You snorted a laugh, and Leo's grin broke out from the solemn facade he had attempted. "I don't know if I'll ever be able to work again if you don't help me."

"Well there's only one solution," You nodded, pretending to read something off of your clipboard—which was still filled out with Garrett's information.

"Anything you recommend is good with me," Leo leaned closer, trying to read over the edge of your clipboard, which you quickly tugged close to your body.

"Right, I've got it." You grinned, dropping your face closer to his, almost like your heart was in control of your body instead of your mind. Leo nodded, and you would have sworn you saw his gaze shoot to your lips for the briefest of seconds. "Amputation. Mr. Valdez, I'm afraid we're going to have to take your hand off."

"But, that's my pretty hand!" Leo protested, playing into your joke quickly. You couldn't even pretend to hide your smile, laughter falling past your lips just as easily as breathing.

"Then I'm afraid there's nothing else we can do for you." You shook your head, grinning widely at Leo, who was—for a guy with ADHD as severe as him—giving you his full attention. "You're free to go. I'll see you and your pretty hand at the bonfire tonight."

"Glad to hear you agree that my hand is pretty." Leo slid off of the examination bed with a grin that had you flushing and looking over the contents of your clipboard simply for something to do with your eyes. "See you later, Doc."

Waving, you sent Leo off.

Over the course of the following week, Leo had found himself at the infirmary—during your shifts only—six more times.

Three smashed fingers from equipment you knew for a fact he knew how to handle properly. One cut to his arm from a piece of scrap metal. A paper cut.

On Thursday, he came in complaining of a serious burn.

"Doc, you'll never believe it. My whole arm caught on fire."

Will hadn't let him into the infirmary, claiming that Leo needed a better lie than that to come visit, since everyone already knew he was fireproof.

Leo came back fifteen minutes later with a second paper cut. Will took his break an hour early, claiming he needed to for his sanity.

But then you didn't so much as catch a glimpse of Leo for four straight days.

You felt more than a little pathetic, jumping every time the door to the infirmary opened, hoping against hope that it would be the curly haired son of Hephaestus you so adored.

On the afternoon of the fifth day, the door opened and you couldn't stop the way your body instinctively twisted around from where you words repacking first aide kits that were left in various locations around camp.

But it wasn't Leo standing at the door, but Piper.

You weren't the closest with her, but you were friendly. So you didn't think she was there for you, at first, until you saw her talking to your half-sister Stella and pointing towards you.

"Hey," Piper's voice had an edge of seriousness to it that snagged your attention, halting your efforts of resupplying. "I was wondering if I could ask a favor of you."

"Okay...?" You trailed off, not sure what she could have needed from you.

"Would you be willing to talk to Leo for me? He's in Bunker Nine, convinced he's going to make some big breakthrough on whatever machine he's currently working on." Piper explained and you nodded slowly, not seeing the problem. From your conversations with Leo, he always seemed to be in the middle of some big breakthrough. "He hadn't come out in four days. It's not healthy."

You frowned, trying to recall the last time you'd seen Leo at any of the meals. And when your mind came up blank, you settled on your answer to Piper's request.

"I'll talk to him."

You had never been to Bunker Nine.

As much as you talked to Leo, pretty much everyday, it was always in yours and shared spaces. The infirmary, mainly, but every once in a while at the dining pavilion or at the camp bonfires.

But you could barely focus on any one thing in the bunker. Half-finished projects littered the space, along with countless tools, scraps, and blueprints tacked haphazardly against walls and bulletin boards.

Since it was nearly dinner, the bunker had cleared out of all but one of its occupants. Perched over a table, working so diligently he didn't hear you approach, was none other than Leo Valdez.

Without thinking of the consequences, you dropped the canvas bag you had brought with you on his worktable, startling him so much he jumped in surprise and nearly sent his latest project clattering to the floor.

"Gods!" He shouted, wide eyed and hand pressed to his chest as if he could physically calm his racing heart. You couldn't help the way you grinned, a little lopsided, wholly endeared by him. "Sorry, were you trying to kill me? Because, if so, mission almost accomplished!"

"Actually, the opposite." With a confidence you didn't really possess, you leaned against the worktable next to him and started pulling tinfoil wrapped sandwiches out of the bag. "Everyone's convinced I'm your appointed caretaker, since you don't seem to do it yourself."

Leo had the good sense to seem chastised by the glare you sent him following your words. It wasn't like he could deny it, anyways. How many times had he ended up on your patient list?

"Did Jason put you up to this?"

"Piper," You confirmed, pushing a wrapped sandwich across the table towards him. Next out of the bag was a metal bowl, the bottom slightly charred and filled with paper scraps and twigs. "Light this for me, will you, please?"

"Well, when you ask so nicely," Leo grinned, a ball of flame forming in his palm and igniting the twigs in the bowl. Without needing to be told, Leo unwrapped his sandwich and ripped off a chunk to throw into the flames.

You copied his actions. And if you made a wordless prayer to Aphrodite to ask for a little assistance, that was no one's business but your own.

"I've..." You hesitated, darting a glance to Leo before focusing on your sandwich, biting down your declaration that you've missed him in the infirmary. He had already started eating, only further proof that he had been skipping meals while holed up in the bunker. "How come you're always getting hurt, Mr. Clumsy? I thought children of Hephaestus are supposed to be good in the forges."

You would have sworn you saw Leo blush, but your attention quickly darted away from him the moment he lifted his eyes to yours.

"You sure you wanna know the truth?" Leo asked his voice a kind of serious that was almost out of character for him. You nodded, slowly, and forced yourself to meet his eye. "I've been getting hurt on purpose."

"Leo Valdez!"

"Wait, let me finish!" Leo held up his hands to defend himself from your words and your glare, the healer in your absolutely hated the fact that Leo would have done anything to intentionally cause himself harm. "I did it because I got an excuse to see you."

"What?" For a child of Apollo, you sure didn't have a way with words. Distantly, you cursed the fact that you were a gifted healer and not a poet, because you knew what Leo's words meant and yet you couldn't get your own to function. "Wait—"

"I know this sounds stupid," Leo dragged a hand through the dark, disheveled curls atop his head. "But Will wouldn't let me in to see you if I wasn't hurt! So I... maybe... lied, a little bit."

You frowned, in thought. Thinking back, you couldn't remember Leo ever actually being hurt beyond the occasional cut or scrap. You'd always been so caught up in him and his visits to notice.

"I swear I'm not weird. I just really like you." Leo winced, no doubt taking your silence in a bad way.

And you weren't one of Apollo's poetically gifted children, so you simply pressed your lips against his and hoped he got the message.

It was a short kiss, a good first kiss, you noted with no small satisfaction. Your lips tingled and your fingertips were buzzing—and Leo looked like he had just won the lottery.

"You're sweet," You smiled, a thousand watt one that maybe Leo adored as much as your half-siblings did, and nudged his sandwich closer to him. "But you're banned from the infirmary unless you're actively dying. And for real!"

Leo paused, and you could practically see the gears turning in his head, trying to create a scenario that would get him past the barrier of your totally official and absolutely within rules ban.

"I can make that happen,"

"No, you can't," You tried to shoot him a discouraging look, but your smile was far too wide to deal any real damage. "Or else I'll go to tonight's bonfire with someone else."

"Nope!" He shook his head quickly, hair bouncing with the movement and expression light with an impish grin. "You kissed me, Doc. You're stuck with me, now."

You smiled, silently deciding you wouldn't mind being stuck with him.

"That's what I thought."

Leaning over to press a second kiss to the corner of his lips, you pretended not to notice the sparks dancing in his curls.

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i love jason sm

Hello TIMELESS with pjo or Jason grace ?

jason grace who literally cried the first time you gave him a gift.

we know that jason isn't really one to celebrate his birthday and doesn't make too much of a big deal of it, and i have the feeling that comes from camp jupiter. they just seem so much more uptight, and jason never really got the chance to have the experience of just receiving something out of nowhere. he's always had to work for everything.

it's not that he's never received a gift before, he and reyna would always get each other birthday and christmas presents, but that was because they had years of built up respect for each other.

when he got a gift from you, someone he didn't have to prove himself to, he just became so overwhelmed with gratitude and love that he just burst into tears.

he covered your face in kisses and quick "i love you's" as tears of joy streamed down his face.

jason grace who would turn into a puddle of tears over a wolf plushie.

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thinking about the small ways the pjo boys instinctively show their love for you..

the way percy jackson's sword fighting naturally slows to a hesitant crawl whenever he's sparring with you. his once swift and fluid motions seem to falter, as if he's unsure of how much force to use. his sword moves in hesitant, awkward jabs, accompanied by a small, sheepish smile that seems to say, "i don't want to hurt you, but i also don't want to lose."

the way jason grace covers the sharp corner of the table when you reach under to get something, ensuring that your head wouldn't accidentally collide with the unforgiving edge. you feel the warmth of his hand hovering just inches above your head, and the faint smile on his lips reveals his satisfaction in keeping you safe. he's a protector, that one.

the way leo valdez taps three times on the dinner table whenever he wants to catch your attention. perhaps it's his way of saying, 'i'm thinking of you.' or, i can't wait to see you after this.' you're never quite certain of the exact meaning, but regardless, you often find yourself twirling your daggers three times before going into battle, a sweet tribute to leo.

the way luke castellan's lip twitches ever so slightly every time you enter into the room. it's a subtle movement, almost imperceptible, but you're certain it's there by the way he catches your eye, and tilts his head to the door, a silent invitation for you to join him.

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it's so sickening knowing while im enjoying everything here at home Palestine is being bombed all day and night. i hope no one ever stops reblogging and talking and protesting until everything is over and the Palestinians are free from the 70+ year genocide of their people

[turquoisenintendo64]

Frat boy luke castellan is my new obsession

[turquoisenintendo64]

THE DAY THAT I MET YOU I STARTED DREAMINNNNN

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OMG THIS IS SO CUTE!! i’m actually crying rn

𝐃𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤! 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟑’𝟐𝟏𝟑

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝.

’𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬, 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐦𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐞...𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞’𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬’

- 𝐋.𝐌.𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐲

It’s been three months since Percy came back from camp and it’s getting harder to avoid him. At first when he messaged you off Sally’s phone, you had replied relatively calmly, telling him you were glad he was home safe and that you’d see him soon (a lie). Your first mistake was deciding to distance yourself from Percy the day before his birthday, making some lame excuse to avoid going to visit him at his apartment, you were sure the place was decorated a beautiful blue thanks to Sally.

You knew this whole plan would’ve backfired if you had gone, one look at his gorgeous sun kissed skin thanks to spending the Summer away at camp, his azure blue frosting coloured cheek after having his face playfully shoved into the homemade birthday cake. You knew that as soon as he looked over at you, smiling sweetly and beckoning you over with a false promise of not smearing your face with an equal amount of cake, that all that work you’d done over the Summer to finally get over him would be crushed.

The disappointment in his tone when you had explained that you’d agreed to babysit your neighbours kid was obvious, and it ate away at you the entire day you decomposed in your bed, but you convinced yourself you had to do it, you needed this to be done with. It was so overwhelming, one look from him sent your heart racing, romaticising every little interaction you had with him to the point that you’d convince yourself that it was real, his feelings for you were real. Until you’d stare up at the ceiling in your room deep into the night and pick apart everything little thing, until you’d finally decide that you were definitely over thinking everything and Percy saw you as nothing more then a friend.

“November 16th, 3 months” you whispered to yourself, sweeping away at the spilled coffee that currently painted the white tiled floor of your work, being a waitress at the coffee shop sounded super cute in the beginning but after a few weeks the novelty wore off, and now that the festive season was upon the city there was never much time to stop and breathe. You didn’t mind the rush sometimes, it kept your mind off everything going on in your life, but when you were on the closing shift, the strung lights and dazzling Christmas decorations covered the store in enchanting colour, it really gave you time to think and damn it sucked.

This time of year was always so special to Percy and you, you had made a tradition of having a joyous stroll around the city and pointing out all the best festive decorations, eventually ending up back at his apartment and over on his couch, laughing about whatever crazy shit had happened in the city that day. You sighed and tossed the mop bucket back into the cleaning closet, wiping your hands against your dirtied apron, moving towards the front door to lock up for the night. The sight of Percy standing outside your work ripped a gasp from your throat, he was standing with his back towards you but you’d recognise him with your eyes closed, you had briefly though to sneak out the back door but as if he could read your mind, sea green eyes met yours when he turned around to face you, giving you a small wave, one you weakly returned.Fuck,you were not prepared for this, you could still leave out the back, yeah it would be mean but the anxiety of having to face him after three months of no contact would be so much worse.

Sucking in a deep breath, you unlock and walk out into the frosty Manhattan sidewalk, quickly turning around to lock the door behind you without looking at him, you could feel his gaze on your back and it made you shiver, for as much as you didn’t want to see him right now, it felt so good to know he was standing only an arm reach away. Stuffing the keys into the pocket of you apron you turn to face Percy, it felt like all the air had left your lungs when you made eye contact with him, his dark curls had grown out slightly, tucking around his ears and falling into his eyes slightly, he was wrapped in a black puffer jacket accompanied by a knitted green scarf that covered his chin, you swear he got even more handsome since you last saw him, six months ago.

“do you have a coat?”

you blinked out of your daze and shook your head, shoving a small laugh out “no, I, um, I forgot one this morning. Running late you know-oh!” you should’ve known Percy would do this, throwing a spare coat of his over your shoulders before you could finish your sentence, he was aware of your inability to leave your apartment on time.

“thank you” your voice felt so weak, so unsure on how this evening was going to go, was he really going to ignore what you had done the past three months? The guilt was starting to eat you alive.

“s’ all good”

you move into a familiar routine and begin walking towards your apartment, which was only a block away from his. You could feel the quick glances he’d send your way and you selfishly prayed to the gods that he would ignore what had happened between you two, well, more what hadn’t happened between you two for the past half a year.

“so are we going to talk about it?”

there it was.

“about what?” you internally cringe at your response, totally the right thing to say, idiot. “what did I do? Please just tell me what I did wrong so I can fix this.” the slight crack in his voice felt like a stab to the chest, you’ve only seen him look so hurt back when you were kids, back when you’d console him during the aftermath of a fight with Gabe. But never had you expect to receive that same look. You stuck in a tight breath and stare over at Percy through your lashes, eyes pleading with his to understand, but why would he? You’d gone no contact for three months without even giving him a good reason why, you wished he was mad, even furious with you, you know it would hurt your heart so much less then the look of betrayal he was giving you.

“you haven’t done anything wrong Percy” you speak earnestly, it was the truth after all. It wasn’t Percy’s fault he didn’t return your feelings.

“then why have you been avoiding me? I keep coming up with all of these excuses like you’re busy with work or college but it just didn’t make sense, I- just, please. Tell me what I’ve done wrong so I can have you back”

The tears dancing in your waterline blur your vision for a moment, before your quickly wiping them off your chilled cheeks and blinking back the tears that threaten to spill again, this isn’t what was supposed to happen, he was meant to move on and pretend that this never happened, you were just a childhood friend who he hasn’t spoken to in awhile, nothing serious. You were foolish to believe this wouldn’t happen, Percy’s fatal flaw is literally loyalty, of course he’d come searching for you.

You rip the coat off and shove it back into his arms.

“I can’t do this right now Percy, I’m so sorry” your voice trembled as you let go of the coat, refusing to look Percy in the eye you spin on your heals and make haste towards the familiar path to the subway

“hey, wait! Please just-” you’re down the steps and far away enough to block out his voice, you know he won’t follow you, why? Because he’s Percy Jackson, a man who’s always known when to respect your need for space. You can’t help the ugly noise that escapes your throat when the tears come, this was all so stupid, stupid you for falling in love with a man like him, stupid, stupid, stupid. You let yourself cry into the apron of your uniform for a couple minutes before stepping onto the subway, you’re aware that with your swollen eyes and red nose that you probably look insane but you don’t care. None of it mattered, you’d lost Percy for good and that was that.

You rotted away in your room for the next few days, attempting to complete assignments and, again, staring up at the ceiling, who seemed to be your personal therapist at this point. You’d received dozens of missed calls from Sally Jackson, which was really Percy, each one you ignored. You knew deep down how dramatic you were being over all of this, it’s not like Percy would be disgusted if you told him how you felt, he’d put on a kind face and tell you he’s sorry but he doesn’t feel the same, but for some reason that sounds so much worse. You don’t want him to pity you.

Eventually your apartment became a bore and you wrapped yourself up in layer upon layer before shuffling out of your front door, to do what? You weren’t sure, anything to get your mind off of him.

The evening darkened quickly and your only source of light was the street lamps and festive decorations, you walked around Manhattan for what felt like years but must’ve been only a few hours, breathing in the chilly air and watching your breath come out in a dainty fog. You made your way to Central Park and strolled through the snow covered land, passing the Balto statue before settling on a park bench, you knew it wasn’t exactly the best idea considering how dangerous it could be after dark but you just wanted a few seconds of peace away from the hectic streets.

you leaned back on your hands and looked up to the sky above you, it always amazed you how it was being held up by one person, you remember how long it took Percy to convince you that it was true, and that he had held up the sky himself, motioning to the streak of grey hair that was now long gone from his dark hair. You decided to search around for a star, which was hard to do considering all the light pollution New York has to offer.

“you know, it’s dangerous to be out here alone”

your head snaps towards the voice and you let out a sigh of relief before sucking that panicked breath right back in.

“you stalking me?” you manage to squeeze out

Percy chuckles and shakes his head, you can tell his laughter is forced and it hurts your heart a little.

“nah I was just in the area, guess we both has the same idea. The, um, decorations are good this year, huh?” Percy stays the few feet away from where you’re currently sitting and you let your gaze drag over him, he was dressed in his favourite pair of baggy dark blue denim jeans and what looked like a good few layers of hoodies and jackets Sally had definitely forced onto him, his skin was still a delightful tan but was now accompanied with a red flush across his cheeks from the wicked chill of the night air. And in that moment for a reason you can’t pin point, maybe it was the familiarity that you missed, the way he still had the habit of picking at the loose ends on his jeans when he was nervous, or the fact that after all this time of you pushing him away and leaving him completely in the dark that he still manages to find you, and have nothing mean to say at all.

You don’t realise you’re crying until Percy’s rushing over to you, kneeling before you and squeezing your hands tightly in his glove covered ones. Apologies are flying out of your mouth but you’re sure it doesn’t make any sense, you keep going until you feel one of Percy’s hand cup your cheek and wipe away the tears that race down it.

“shh, hey, hey. it’s ok, come on beautiful I need you to breath for me, ok? It’s alright” he’s whispering to you and it’s making you sob harder because after every shitty thing you’ve done he’s still looking after you, you finally settle down after a few more minutes, you can only imagine how red your face is after all that. Percy’s moved now so that he’s sitting beside you on the bench, his hand still holding yours. You manage to wipe your face before turning to look at him, his usually optimistic gaze was now laced with concern. You can’t run away from it now, you figure, best to just try say something to him, he deserves it after all.

“I’m sorry for missing your birthday” you sniffle out

Percy looks at you in shock for a moment before squeezing your hand tighter, turning to face his body towards you “is that what this is about? You know I’d never be mad at you over something like that, besides you said yourself that you were minding your neighbour’d kid-”

“I lied”

Percy shut up quickly at that, but stayed silent long enough for you to know that he’s waiting for you to continue.

“I lied about not being able to go because I couldn’t face you, not after spending the whole summer trying to not think about you, I tried so hard not to think about what you were doing, if you were safe or if, if you were thinking about me too” your tears were long gone but the evidence was still evident in your voice, “I spent the entire summer trying not to think about you and it ended up being all I did, because I was so scared- you make me so scared you know? You have this whole other world that I know I’ll never be apart of but it frightens me because I know how dangerous it is and how much it targets you and-” you let your voice crack for a second before continuing, “I just- I don’t know” your voice trails off and all confidence that you had mustered was now gone, you sat in silence and stared down at Percys shoes, noticing the green hue of his shoelaces.

“you know I thought about you everyday that I was at camp” you look up at Percy now, your intertwined hands now resting on his lap “I thought about you every single day, I kept thinking about what you could’ve possibly been doing, what you might’ve had for breakfast, did you still love that song you told me about before I left. I swear your name rolled around and around my head all the time, and with every fight I went in thinking, as soon as this is done I can go home and tell you all about it, but more importantly I wanted to know how your day had been, simple stuff that sounds normal but mean so much to me, because I hope that you’re answer is positive every time but I also selfishly wish you say that they could’ve been better if I was with you. Because that’s how I’d answer it, everyday this summer would’ve been so much better if you were in it.”

you continue to stare into Percy’s eyes, still in disbelief at his confession. Never would you have thought he’d come out with something like that. Percy had begun to grow nervous under you stare, his flushed face taking on a darker red, his eyes flickering between yours and your connected hands

“you know we have these strawberry fields? I know I’ve told you about them a billion times but when we had scarce few days off from training I’d go sit in them and think about taking you there, I know you’d really like it. And the amphitheater we all go to in the evenings, the Apollo campers sing around the camp fire and all that stereotypical summer camp stuff, I always thought you’d enjoy it”

you still hasn’t said a word when Percy finished his expressing his thoughts on taking you to camp half blood, the though of it made you feel calm, you knew it wouldn’t ever happen, only in the false reality of your mind could you ever visit camp half blood, but knowing it was something that if possible Percy would want to share with you, made your heart warm.

“I would’ve enjoyed summer a lot more if you were there, Percy” you whisper back to him, a slight fall of snow had begun around you and you swear the flakes of snow made Percy look more gorgeous than ever.

“you’re an angel, you know that?” the confidence is back in his deep voice and a shiver runs down your spine.

“I don’t know if I really deserve to be considered an angel after all of this” you laugh weakly, using your free hand to tuck away from your face.

“you’ve always been angel to me, I don’t think you could ever say or do anything to make me stop believing that” you take quick notice to how your bodies have subconsciously edged towards each other, the feeling of his knee pressed against the outside of yours felt heavenly. Percy’s hand was now free from the wool glove and was once again caressing your chilled cheek, his thumb trancing delicate patterns across the skin there

“I don’t love that song anymore, I have a couple new favourites” you copy the grin that spreads across Percys face, you shuffle closer to him and your practically face to face

“I guess we both have a lot to catch each other up on” he jokes back and you hum in agreement, lost in the way his usually bright green eyes are darkening quickly

“I avoided you because I’m falling in love with you” the confession comes quick and almost surprises you, but it felt right to say, it had been bashing around in your chest for to long and your heart needed a break. You don’t break your gaze with Percy, the only difference made however his hand hand sliding to meet your waist.

“I should start being more grateful to the gods, maybe they haven’t been as cruel to me as I previously thought, because I’m already in love with you”

his warm lips press against yours with no protest from you, the pull of his hands against your waist bring you toppling onto him and you laugh into the kiss, and despite the freezing weather that was most definitely going to make the two of you bedridden, the warmth of your bodies finally being reunited after all this time made it all worth it.

a/n: ok y’all i got a burst of energy and decided to finish this a couple hours before i gotta wake up for school💀 anyways hope you enjoy it, not my best but whatever im living for the winter romance trope rn, hope you all have a good day!! ❤️❤️