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evaalovett · 26 days ago

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PERCY JACKSON .ᐟ ( the other woman )

about ! Annabeth was his first love , now you worry .

warning ! angst, but there is comfort at the end. a bit of crying. self-doubt. not proofread. rushed ending (?)

"Aren't you worried ?"

At the words of your half sister , your gaze momentarily drifted to another table , smiling when it was met with the sight of an overly enthusiastic Percy Jackson. Still smiling , even when his own eyes were fixated on . . . Annabeth chase ― the root of most of your doubts. She was the girl that had stolen his heart long before you came into the picture.

His soulmate , if you will.

At your own bothering thoughts , your smile faltered, and you quickly glanced away again. "Why should I be worried ?"

You weren't worried ― or , that's what you kept telling yourself. There was no reason to , not really. The son of Poseidon was a good boyfriend ! Loyal , kind , loving. And if your boyfriend knew about the doubts gnawing at your mind day and night , that picked at your brain and occasionally left you sleepless . . . Then you were sure , he would find some ways to reassure you.

But , of course , he remained unaware. Too oblivious in your guy's new relationship to even think about the possibility of you feeling . . . Practically intimidated of what he once had with Annabeth. And honestly , you also didn’t want to be branded as the 'unreasonable jealous new partner' of his. So you kept quiet about your inner turmoil for now.

As the breakfast continued , your mouthy siblings found new topics to discuss , which you thanked the gods that they did. Having them prod at you about your current relationship and your very possible ― very real ― fears of suddenly becoming 'the other woman' , was certainly not something you wanted to discuss so early in the morning. Nor any other time . . .

And now, the fresh fruits only tasted bitter on your tongue , and you sighed , no longer interested in eating at all.

Your mood only brightened when a shadow loomed over you. And just like that ― like he was summoned ― your boyfriend took a seat , leaving little to no space between your two bodies when he settled next to you. Your siblings snickered , but you both swiftly ignored them.

"Morning pretty girl." "Morning."

Percy grinned that stupid boyish smile of his , that showed his teeth and that had your doubts magically disappear and filled your stomach to the brim with waves of butterflies. Like he soothed your worries without even really meaning to. Without trying. Like your soul sought out his in a way that wasn't explainable , but so very much real. At least to you.

Your cheeks heated, and you returned his smile.

Easy , calm mornings were your favorite. Specifically, mornings spent with your boyfriend. With him so close to you , touching and smiling . . . You felt like a complete idiot for doubting yourself in your relationship so much. And for seeing Annabeth as an enemy rather than what she really was ― Oh , just his best friend that was once very deeply in love with him !

Your fingers found his underneath the table , and you squeezed. The pleasantry of it was quickly outweighed by . . . That awfully tight feeling in your chest.

Percy spoke excitedly of his plans for today , oblivious to your spiraling thoughts. He told you how he was scheduled to train with Annabeth , and how therefore he wouldn’t really be able to find time for you. He promised to see you later , though.

Oh. Annabeth , Annabeth , Annabeth. You felt like crying , and briefly wondered if Percy would grow tired of you soon . . .

That just made you feel so much worse , because everything was fine , right ? They would just train together . . . And then you would have him tonight. All for yourself and in the privacy and quietness of his cabin.

"I'll make it up to you," the boy offered , and pressed a kiss to your interlaced hands. It was a mild attempt to get you to smile again. He knew this wasn't ideal , and that you wanted to spend as much time with him as you possibly could , but he's been getting restless. Missing the familiar weight of riptide in his hands.

"It's fine," you slightly shook your head. It wasn't fine. You weren't fine. But you didn't want him to start feeling bad. Or worse ! ― that he would only spend time with you out of pity. "You have fun. I'll see you tonight."

And so that was that.

For the rest of your day , you found your gaze . . . Lingering. Fixated on Percy and Annabeth whenever your walk ― unsurprisingly ― took you past the training grounds. Which was more often than really necessary for what you were occupying yourself with . . . But , your brain needed the assurance.

And when the day finally ― finally ! ― came to an end . . . You found yourself outside his cabin. The lights were off. You knocked , but no answer , no sign that your boyfriend was even inside and waiting for you. No Percy that would answer the door to successfully lure you into his much warmer , much nicer , ocean themed bed.

It seemed he was still with Annabeth.

The sigh you let out was a tired one. The mental exhaustion tugging on your heartstrings , making your body wary. There was no use to wait for him outside in the cold , and so you went inside and slipped under his blankets all on your lonesome . . .

Percy , however , was seriously feeling good when he finished his training. The sun was already setting , and he'd trained to his heart's fullest content. I mean , yeah , his muscles were aching , but in a good way ! The warm thought of getting to cuddle you tonight greatly outweighed his exhaustion and even pushed him to walk a little faster.

Silently slipping into the warmth of his cabin , it wasn't hard to immediately make out your bundled form on his bed. To him , it looked like you were already asleep ― possibly from waiting so long. Percy's heart did that fluttery thing , and he smoothly got rid of his shirt and pants. He was too excited to really change into his pajamas ( it was warm anyway , and that only meant more skin to skin contact ! )

Then , carefully , he slipped underneath the blanket and got comfortable behind you. His nose grazed your neck , nuzzling his face deeper into the warm skin and humming in contentment at the familiar , comforting scent of yours. Tightly pressed against your body , the boy could easily find sleep like this.

But then he felt a shiver . . . or a slight shake ? Your body seemed to be practically trembling against him. In the quietness of his cabin , he could even hear you sniffle.

"Hey . . . " Percy leaned back a little , no longer crowding your body between himself and the wall , but that just seemed to make it worse ! Like him pulling away meant to you that he would leave you forever.

The son of Poseidon didn't know what to say ― a first ! ― and his fingers twitched at his side , not sure if touching you would be okay. Percy didn't really know how to comfort someone , at least that's only what he thinks of himself. Because , honestly , he was a natural at it. Growing up with a very loving mother ― literally being a mommas' boy in more ways than one ― he'd obviously inherited some of her ways of successful soothing.

"Talk to me ?" Playing it safe , the boy gently placed a hand on your cheek and lightly grazed the tear streaked skin. You didn't pull away ― even so , you nuzzled further into his touch. you were seeking his comfort.

"Should i be worried ?" Your voice was so timid that Percy almost missed it. And when you wouldn't meet his gaze , he sighed , and softly placed two fingers under your chin so you'd fully turn to him. "Worry about what, hm ?"

"That you'll grow tired of me...."

Oh. Percy felt his heartbreaking , the sight of your splotchy face and glassy eyes felt like a punch to the gut. And Percy did know what that felt like ! Now , he didn't really know why you would even entertain the thought of him leaving you . . . He liked you. And , so far , he thought he'd been doing a good job showing you exactly that. I mean , just this morning you were . . . fine , right?

Oblivious , the boy couldn't think of anything that'd gone wrong. And by the confused look on his face , you finally found the courage to tell him. "I know you still like Annabeth."

You 'know' ? The son of Poseidon only felt even more confused. He shuffled under the sheets , getting into a more seated position because this was turning into a very serious conversation , and he didn't want you to feel like he was only half-assing it. This was important to you , and that alone made it important to him too. "What do you mean you 'know'? Why would you think that ?"

"It's okay if you do . . ." "That doesn't answer my question."

His hand was still caressing your arm , gently trying to coax you into opening up. I mean , he knew it was scary ! Obvious or not , Percy had his moments. And he did notice things. Like how you weren't looking at him again , how you were chewing on your bottom lip like it would give you the courage to share more.

If your head was in a dark place , then he wanted to know. Especially if it was partly his own fault for not noticing sooner.

"Did someone say something ?"

Reluctantly , you nodded.

Understanding passed without further explanation , and Percy nodded too. "Well, you know you don't have to worry, right?" He moved a little closer again , his arms immediately wrapping around your trembling form , and you fell into him like he was a warm blanket , shielding you from all bothering thoughts. Like he'd keep you safe.

"You're late," you muttered quietly , and your boyfriend hummed at that.

"I'm really sorry pretty girl," he muttered into your hair , arms momentarily tightening their hold. "You waited for me, yeah?" Percy didn't need you to answer , because he knew. Even so , he knew that the issue still wasn't completely solved , and that some time from now it would probably become a topic again.

But for now , he'd be content with just hoding you , knowing that you'd find momentary peace from all your doubtful thoughts.

"I like you, okay? Just you." He pressed a kiss to the crown of your head , then your cheeks , hoping to soothe you further and that ― despite what your head was coming up with ― you'd believe him. That he liked you , not Annabeth , not anyone else.

And for tonight , Percy held you a little tighter than he normally would.

There was no other woman. There was just you , and there was him. And that's all that mattered . . .

notes ! this was requested here . nothing too gut-wrenching , i didn’t want them to fight :( but maybe next time ? this might be the longest thing i ever wrote

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evaalovett · 27 days ago

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Percy Jackson Dating Headcannons

pairing: percy jackson genre: fluff content/warnings: lil suggestive cuz it's perce

・❥・Percy collecting pretty seashells for you and giving them to you full handfuls at a time

・❥・He insists on everything being blue, and before you know it you only seem to have blue clothes, blankets, etc.

・❥・Percy constantly sneaking off from practice to the weapons shed so he can make out with you

・❥・Him being obsessed with just lying in bed with you, enjoying your company

・❥・Percy not giving two fucks about the table rule and asking you to sit with him at meals

・❥・Calling you strictly nicknames, his favorites being "sweet girl", "mine", or something to do with your godly parent (I actually don't think he even knows your legal name)

・❥・Him calling you nicknames so exclusively that he actually gets a little confused when someone refers to you or calls you by your actual name

・❥・Percy taking you swimming and loving introducing you to all the wildlife around the long island sound

・❥・Making dirty jokes at every opportunity

・❥・On a similar note, taking any occasion for you to be in as little clothing as possible (he makes it his life mission)

・❥・Percy teaching you sword fighting, but losing once you start to get the hang of it because he's too caught up in you

・❥・Almost constantly in meaningless fights or disagreements because it's how you two express love

・❥・Overall, just Percy being obsessed with you and hardly leaving your side

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evaalovett · 27 days ago

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BED CHEM ˏˏ PERCY JACKSON - MDNI!

summary: you try to seduce Percy with your clumsiness, and in the end it all ends up in the chemistry in bed that you've had since you started dating.

pairing: Percy Jackson x gn!reader

tw: smut, first time, whining, inexperience, unprotected sex (this is fiction, beware!) the reader has no gender

⌑ - English isn't my first language so I'm using a translator and my basic knowledge of the language!

𝐑equest 𝐨pens! + 𝐫ules!

You were a little dumb, just a little, but you had a big heart. It was thanks to your clumsiness that you couldn't notice the signals that Percy was sending you. For example, the time you were at the campfire surrounded by campers, you were sitting on a log, apart from the rest roasting marshmallows, telling horror stories and singing.

Percy snaked his hand up your thigh and kept it there for a while, tracing your exposed skin thanks to your shorts, then he brought his hand up dangerously and...you jumped, moving from your spot because a mosquito had bitten you on the other leg.

There was also the time when you were playing on the same team to capture the flag, he had cornered you against a tree while he started flirting and to some extent you had taken the hint! but then you diverted the topic like any demigod with ADHD would do and disappeared all the tension that Percy had worked so hard to create.

And finally! That time after dinner when he whispered to you “I want dessert” as he leaned in to kiss your jaw and you responded “we can steal cookies!” walking away innocent? Ouch, he had blue balls.

Well, he was patient because he loved you. Oh, I must have loved you so much.

But you finally realized his intentions! You were playing truth or dare with your friends, among them a few Aphrodite girls. When the nozzle of the bottle landed on you the eyes of everyone in the room flew in your direction, making you chuckle nervously not knowing what to say. One of the Aphrodite girls smiled machiavellianly and blurted out the question without thinking about the consequences.

“Are you a virgin?”

Your cheeks flushed with burning embarrassment and you had to clear your throat. "M-Me? Well, the thing is...okay, yes, I am.”

Everyone in the room remained silent, some even gasped in disbelief. Little by little, truth or dare was forgotten.

“HE HAS NEVER PROPOSED TO YOU?”

"Of course!" One of your friends interrupted, responding to Aphrodite's girl. “I saw them that night at the bonfire!”

“What night at the bonfire?” You inquired. All eyes returned to you. "What?"

"Haven't you two done nothing yet?”

“D-Do what?”

“Oh, gods.” Your friend put her arm around your shoulders. “Today is going to be a long night for you two.”

Cabin three wasn't the warmest, its color selection was never the best, all those blue tones made it dark and cold at night. Percy was bored in his cabin, completely bored, he hated curfews and that you couldn't stay with him. With him, in bed. He ran his hands over his face and pushed any perverted thoughts out of his head, but it wasn't that easy.

There was something about your innocence regarding his sexual approaches and intentions that made him extremely horny, he had to remind himself to be a gentleman, that you had your limits, that pushing you against his bed beneath him was wrong. Very badly.

But, in his defense, He was a hormonal teenager who was beginning to despair at the touch of his lover. Then, he remembered that he had a hand, and with all the shame in the world and the little dignity he had left, he decided to use it.

He started rubbing his crotch with his hand, starting to breathe a little heavier. He didn't like touching himself directly without first warming up, so he gritted his teeth and continued rubbing his palm, beginning to hiss as the speed increased. He was desperate, longing to get hard so he could touch himself properly.

He began to imagine that it was your hand instead of his, which made him throw his head back until it hit the pillows, letting out a small moan as he remembered that he was alone.

He rolled his eyes, a satisfied smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he felt he was hot enough and had tortured himself enough, reaching into his boxers and moving his hips for friction.

“PERSEUS!” You shouted, kicking open the door to his cabin. “I just realized I'm the stupidest person in the world!”

Your scream startled him enough to pull his hand out of his pants and cover himself with the sheet, sitting on the bed against the headboard. He watched you pacing in circles, with a sort of irritation and embarrassment, seeing as your cheeks were red. His breathing was still labored from his previous activities, but he managed not to get your attention.

"What?" He gasped, managing to moderate his breathing with one last sigh. "What happened?"

Deciding to stop being stupid, you approached his bed, climbing onto it and almost sitting on his lap if it weren't for the fact that it wasn't your purpose. You pointed an accusing finger at him. "How long have you been thinking to fuck me?"

His eyes widened in surprise, and his face turned red. It caught him completely off guard. The sheet began to rise again as his cock instantly hardened at your sudden honesty and your finger pointing at him.

"W-what? No! I meant... Shit!"

“I knew it, everyone knew it except me!” You sat on his lap, on something hard, to be exact, you covered your face with your hands.

He swallowed nervously, feeling your weight rest directly on his now rock-hard erection. "H-Hey, y-you're making me look like a pervert." He chuckled, though he was tongue-tied, hands hanging awkwardly at his sides before finally finding a place to rest on your hips.

"It's not fair! Everyone notices except me."

Percy let out a sigh, ignoring how good it felt that you were unconsciously rubbing against him, creating delicious friction on his now aching cock. He smiled understandingly and gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"Hey, calm down. You're overthinking it too much." He laughed, clearing his throat. “Sometimes you're just…clueless.”

“Clueless.” You repeated, almost as a mockery of yourself. “How clueless?”

“Long enough to accidentally sit on my cock, baby.”

Your cheeks lit up like freshly set off fireworks, just as you were about to refuse, Percy cupped your cheeks with his hands and leaned in to kiss you. What started as a tender comforting kiss gradually turned into a more passionate kiss, with Percy licking your bottom lip to ask for access. You gasped, opening your mouth and letting his tongue slide inside your mouth, tangling with your tongue until it took over.

His hands moved from your cheeks to your waist, his thumbs tracing lazy patterns, his fingers trailing down to the hem of your shirt, hiding under it and caressing your skin: you both broke away from the kiss, panting and pulling your foreheads together, made eye contact until he decided to say the inevitable

“Can…can I take this from you?”

You nodded, biting your lip. You pulled away slightly and Percy removed your pajama shirt, leaving it on the floor. His hands shook inevitably as he traced his fingers down your sides and every exposed bit of skin he'd ever seen. He licked his lips.

You stole a kiss from him, now you being the one trailing your hands down to the hem of his shirt, you didn't even have to ask, he pulled away from the kiss to desperately fast pull his shirt off over his head, leaving it on the floor next to yours.

He didn't have much body hair but he wasn't hairless either, he counted a happy trail and some chest hair.He blushed in embarrassment, remembering that he hadn't shaved that morning, you, on the other hand, licked your lips, unable to look away from...him.

You leaned in to kiss his neck, he tilted his head back instinctively, growingling in pleasure as he let you shape a path of kisses, bites and a couple of marks down his neck and chest, his pajama pants tightening as you reached his abdomen.

You kept making out for a while longer, groping the ground with your hand on his chest and his on your waist, almost moving down to your ass.

“Do we have protection?” You whispered, practically against his lips.

“I have a big sword." He responded, smiling mischievously.

You smiled back, smashing your lips against his again. You reached out to reach his nightstand, starting to rummage through the drawers, soon you stopped paying attention to the kiss and walked away a little, frowning.

“Where are the condoms?”

It took him a moment to understand what you were saying, his face turning red. “Oh, you meant that protection." He tried to joke, though nervousness leaked into his voice, shifting uncomfortably beneath you.

You raised an eyebrow. "Are you ok?"

“Y-Yes, I'm fine, I'm fine.” He rolled his eyes, still smiling strangely. "Well-"

“Percy, where are the condoms?”

“We don’t have any.”

There was a long awkward pause with eye contact involved.

“I wasn't planning on having my first time today.” He added.

You sat on the bed, each on one end, nervous. If there was no condom, there would be no sex, right? That was what his mom had taught him about sex education, a very awkward talk about how to take care of himself, and now he would suddenly have his first time with the love of his life and he didn't have a single contraceptive.

"Dry sex?" you suggested.

He shook his head. "I want something real."

"Oral?" you said again, but quickly changed your mind. "No, not oral, I want something inside." You said to yourself. "Toys?"

"We don't have any."

"How about we fuck...without a condom?"

Percy's eyes widened as he turned to look at you, dumbfounded with surprise. He shut it quickly, swallowing saliva with difficulty. "Wait... wait a second." He held up a hand, his voice barely a whisper. "Are you seriously suggesting we... we have unprotected sex?"

You blushed, lowering your gaze for a few moments, before plucking up your courage and raising it again, looking at him. "What...what else do we do?"

"I mean, you're right, but..." Percy's voice trailed off as he considered. He knew he should say no, that it was irresponsible and dangerous. But the idea of finally being inside you without any barriers was incredibly tempting. "Fuck," he muttered, running his hand through his hair again. "Fine.”

You lay back on the bed, propping yourself up on your elbows and unconsciously spreading your legs, Percy's breath caught at the sight of you sprawled on his bed, an irresistible invitation at the sight of you now completely naked. His eyes darkened with lust and he licked his lips unconsciously. Percy removed his pants and boxers, biting his lip as he moved, reaching between your legs. He lined himself up at your entrance, leaning down to bring your foreheads together, kissing you Eskimo tenderly.

"I love you." He whispered with bated breath. "I'm gonna go in slowly."

You nodded, almost letting out a squeal as you spread your legs wider, inviting him into you. You brought his hands up and rested them on your shoulders, biting your lip as you looked down, watching his member throb, desperate to bury itself inside you.

"Shit," he cursed under his breath, his heart pounding at the thought of bareback sex. "Last chance to change your mind," he warned, clutching his throbbing erection in his hand. "I'm not exactly small." He positioned himself at your entrance.

"Okay." You gasped in anticipation, reassuring him. You brought one of your hands up to his cheeks, giving him a comforting kiss. "I can take it.”

Percy's eyes bore into yours and he sensed the need and love in your gaze. It was all the permission he needed. He held your hips tightly and slowly penetrated you, inch by inch. He moaned deeply as he felt your warmth enveloping him completely.

He bottomed out completely, the sensation was overwhelming. No condom could compare to this sensation. You moaned so loud you swore the nymphs outside the cabin had heard you. You pulled your head back, ran your hands up from his cheeks to his shoulders, scratching the skin as you arched your back on the bed.

"My God," he whispered, standing still for a moment to maintain control. "Jesus Christ..." A shudder ran through him. "Don't move, just... don't move."

Percy stayed like that for what seemed like an eternity, trying to calm himself. But every second that passed only made the sensation more intense. You rolled your eyes, feeling tears gather at the corners of your eyes, reached out and dug your nails into his shoulders again, giving him a scratch, reacting by moving your hips slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he gasped, digging his fingers into your hips. "It's just... fuck, you're so tight and hot and.... goddamn." He leaned over you, his chest heaving with labored breathing.

"Can you move, p-please move."

"I'm trying not to cum already. Just... give me a second," he gasped, closing his eyes tightly. Slowly, with agonizing slowness, he withdrew almost completely before sinking back down, a shudder running through his body. "Holy Shit!"

"Holy shit!" you shrieked, feeling the tears pooling at the corners of your eyes spilling down your cheeks.

Percy paused, kissing your cheeks, standing still inside you so you could both get used to the sensation. He gasped, pulling out before entering deeply again slowly, not wanting to hurt you, he moaned hoarsely, grabbed your leg and put it over his shoulder, gaining a better angle to enter even deeper into you.

He whimpered, feeling a spasm that made him lay his forehead against your shoulder.

“Damn it,” you cursed as the slight movement set him off. He lunged again, slamming you deep and making you tremble beneath him. “Too sensitive!” he hissed, standing still again.

“You're too sensitive? I'm the one with a dick inside!” you moaned, squirming.

Percy couldn't help but let out an airless chuckle, he almost came again until his tip was the only thing inside you and he buried himself deep, stifling a moan as he concentrated on biting into your shoulder and neck. He mimicked these movements a few more lunges until he finally managed to establish a steady rhythm that balanced comfort with pleasure, for it had stopped hurting you when Percy thrust in and out as it had at first.

You rolled your eyes as Percy's cock pressed a precise spot in you, arching your back and scratching his back, aware that they would surely leave a mark the next morning.

“”Th-there, r-right there!‘’

“Fuck.”" He gasped, picking up speed, his hand wrapping your leg over his shoulder more possessively. “Y-you're so tight.”

“Shit...more.”

“More? Holy shit, you're going to make me...F-FUCK!”

With a higher pitched moan than you thought his voice would allow him to utter, long strings of semen shot out inside you, filling you completely, you felt it like an eternity, feeling that warm liquid building up inside you and later it would fill you with trouble, but, just, later.

You both gasped quite a lot, Percy pulled away from the hollow of your neck and spread loving kisses all over your face, making you chuckle despite being extremely overstimulated.

“I love you.” He gave you an Eskimo kiss. "Gods, I love you, you're the best. You feel so fucking good."

“I love you too.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, giving him a messy but love-filled kiss. “You're huge.”

“I warned you.”

“Shut up, don't even start.” You laughed out loud, giving him another messy loving kiss.

He cleaned you up with his powers, since you were both a sticky mess, promised himself that next time he would give you better aftercare, changed the sheets and gave you some of his shirts to wear, getting into bed with you lying against his chest. He stroked your hair as he told you little insignificant stories that didn't even make sense, he was just rambunctious and still somewhat stimulated, so once he felt calmer and better assimilated that you two had had your first time, he gave you a kiss on your forehead.

“Good night, my love.” He murmured into your hair, realizing you were already sound asleep. He gently closed his eyes. “I love you.”

a/n: it cost me a lot to do this, tumblr wouldn't stop bothering me with their "content warnings" (pinche tumblr me la pelas) and because I have no idea how to make smut. I'm asexual, so be patient with me, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKED IT

©pumkinzee

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evaalovett · 29 days ago

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i have 5 free day’s so i’m definitely writing a lot, it makes me sad having to disappear here for school 😭😭

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evaalovett · 1 month ago

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peter - taylor swift

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evaalovett · 1 month ago

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chloe or sam or sophia or marcus - taylor swift

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evaalovett · 1 month ago

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lynn loud x fem!reader headcanons . ✧.*

warnings: none i fink

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

꩜ she’s THE ultimate hype girlfriend

lynn is the type of girlfriend who hypes you up for everything—school presentations, your outfit, even just making it through a tough day. expect lots of loud, proud cheering. (and maybe even a small victory dance when you accomplish something)

꩜ very competitive

whether it’s video games, basket ball, or who can eat the most fries, lynn turns everything into a competition—but in a flirty, fun way. loser usually owes the winner a kiss. (which you both secretly hope to lose…. lowk)

꩜ touch-starved AF

she pretends she’s tough and doesn’t like pda, but the minute you’re alone, she melts into your arms. back hugs while you’re doing homework? constant. hand-holding under the lunch table? ABSOLUTELY.

꩜ secret soft side

she writes silly little love notes and hides them in your school bag or locker. they’re usually full of bad sports puns like “you r got my heart in overtime,” but they make your day everytime.

꩜ family chaos shield

being with lynn means being pulled into the loud house madness—but she’s protective. if chaos gets too overwhelming, she’ll whisk you away to the roof to stargaze and vent.

꩜ ‘my girl’ energy

she introduces you with “this is my girl” every chance she gets. she’s proud to be yours and wants everyone to know it—even if she acts chill about it afterwards.

꩜ nickname QUEEN

you get at least five different nicknames, most of them sports-related. “slugger,” “champ,” and “goalie” (even if you don’t play sports) are common. bonus points if you come up with a nickname for her too—she’ll pretend to hate it but secretly love it.

꩜ game night = date night

lynn loves spending time together doing fun, active stuff. laser tag, mini-golf, or even just playing catch in the park—those are her ideal dates. but she’ll totally suffer through a rom-com movie night if it means cuddling with you.

꩜ act of service

she’ll carry your books, walk you home, or make you playlists to help you study. she may not always say how much she cares, but she’ll show it constantly.

꩜ unexpectedly deep talks

late at night, when it’s just the two of you and everything’s quiet, lynn opens up about her fears, dreams, and what you mean to her. it’s a side of her most people don’t get to see, and it makes you fall for her even more.

divider by strangergraphics!

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i got bored of writing the story + another apology for not writing for like 3 months….

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girl dad! Percy Jackson x fem!reader

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It was too early to be awake. The kind of early where the sky outside was still that soft, bluish gray, and the world hadn’t made up its mind about starting the day yet.

You were still nestled deep beneath the covers, warm and quiet in the shared comfort of your bed. Percy was next to you, and between the two of you lay your daughter—your tiny, wiggly, impossibly soft daughter, who had decided to greet the morning hours before anyone else. You hadn’t noticed at first. But something had pulled you out of sleep. A whisper.

Then another.

And another.

Your brows furrowed sleepily, but you didn’t open your eyes—just listened.

“Okay, okay,” Percy was whispering, voice low and patient, “I get it. The ceiling is boring. You’ve been staring at it for a while now. But maybe… maybe we don’t need to scream about it?”

You felt your lips twitch into a smile.

“I know you don’t speak English yet,” he continued, voice hushed and soothing, “but I’ve read some stuff, okay? Apparently, if I talk to you like a full-grown adult, your brain turns into a super brain. Like, genius-level stuff. Top of the class. Future demigod valedictorian. So, we’re starting early.”

You peeked one eye open, but Percy hadn’t noticed. He was too focused on her, lying on his side with one arm curled protectively around her, whispering like they were in on some secret.

“So. Let’s go over your options,” he said, and you could hear the grin in his voice. “You can cry right now and wake up Mom, or…” he paused dramatically, “we can let her sleep, and later you and I go on a top-secret mission for pancakes. And possibly ice cream.”

There was a soft coo from the baby, and Percy gasped like she’d responded with a full sentence.

“See? That was a ‘yes.’ I heard it.” He leaned in closer to her face. “And just so you know, ‘yes’ means you agree. It’s when you want something. So like—if I say, ‘Do you want to wear a shark onesie today?’ and you go ‘ahhh’—I’m gonna take that as a yes. Cool? Cool.”

You didn’t say a word. Just stayed quiet and still, absolutely melted into the mattress with how soft your heart felt. Listening.

“But listen, you’ve got to help me out,” Percy continued. “Your mom’s been really tired. You wake her up every night for snacks. Which, fair. I also want snacks in the middle of the night. But she kinda grew you in her body for nine months, so maybe let’s give her a break this morning, yeah?”

He paused.

“I swear, if you don’t cry, I’ll let you have one lick of my popsicle later. Just one. I mean, you don’t have teeth, so I guess you’ll just gum it. But that counts.”

You tried so hard not to laugh.

“And if she catches us, I’ll say it was my fault. Because it will be.”

You opened your eyes fully then, blinking at the soft morning light and the image of Percy absolutely smitten with your daughter. You didn’t speak at first, just watched him tilt his head at her like he was really expecting her to weigh in on the popsicle debate.

“She doesn’t even know what ice cream is,” you said softly, voice still full of sleep.

Percy turned, startled for just a second before grinning at you. “She will. Gotta start early.”

You stretched under the covers, smiling as your hand slid over to rest on your daughter’s belly. “So this is what I’ve been hearing, huh? A full-on negotiation.”

“She woke up first,” Percy said sheepishly, leaning over to kiss your temple. “I didn’t want to wake you, so we were… having a little chat.”

You chuckled, reaching up to curl your fingers around his wrist. “You’re such a softie.”

“I am not,” he said immediately, though the way he looked at the baby kind of ruined that argument.

“You promised her popsicle.”

“She earned it,” Percy insisted. “She’s doing a great job not crying.”

You looked at your baby, then back at your husband—the same boy who once blew up a volcano, now whispering soft secrets to a tiny version of both of you. And you felt it in every corner of your heart.

This was your life. And gods, you loved it.

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