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How do you think Alastor would act if the reader has a big scent kink? They like to sneak sniffs of him or if there’s ever a chance, smell on his discarded coat. His natural musk makes them horny!
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Hazel Imagines…
Alastor would notice immediately that you are trying to take in his smell, as he notices anytime someone enters his personal bubble. I think he would do everything he can to just fluster you without actually saying anything. It’s amusing, almost cute. He definitely appreciates the non-sexual aspect of the kink. Just his scent to get you excited? He can offer that easily and without trouble.
You are looking at some books, Alastor decides to lean across you to grab something utterly unimportant and unnecessary to him. Neck practically touching your nose. “Excuse me.” Opens the book, watching you swallow hard. “Oops, wrong one.” How many books can be grab before you break and run away?
He sees Niffty returning clean laundry to your room. Alastor would slip off his bow tie and set it on top of the neatly folded clothes. He would watch you all day, your eyes avoiding him like the direct stare of an eclipse. How long would it take you to return it to him? How should he punish you for such a wait?
Everyone is gathered for a meeting in the lobby, Alastor ensures the seat beside him is the only one available to you. Jacket off, he rests his arm behind you on the sofa and watches you take poorly hidden deep breaths in. Your thighs come together.
Hell isn’t known for cold weather, but for fun he would slip is suit jacket onto your shoulders, his musk enveloping you. “Hold this, will you?” Whispered directly into your ear from behind. He would go to his room and wait. And when you finally find the courage to knock on his door and return the clothing, he’ll offer you a more intimate chance to appreciate his scent and the pheromones therein. Perhaps he could even manage to break a sweat in his efforts?
smut ending
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#annabeth one is a repaint of an older drawing. a lot of skill/observational improvement since then#nico di angelo#hazel levesque#annabeth chase#thalia grace#underworld siblings#percy jackson#pjo hoo toa#heroes of olympus#trials of apollo#my art#would you believe is still haven't finished s1#pjo tv#for those wondering yes it's leahbeth but like all annabeth is leahbeth. to me#it's like. design is my imagining fo hoo-toa aged annabeth#you can find the og drawin* if you care i was kind of trying for leah's likeness even then but i wasn't very good back then#wasn't very good at it*#i also was trying for actess likeness with thalia one but i only had one picture#of her
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bf texts with scoups!
character: choi seungcheol
warning(s): none
note: YOOOOO IM BACK AGAINNN 🔥🔥🔥 heres the promised choi seungcheol text! i miss him soooo badddddddddd. // mentioned of love and deep space game (sylus)
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part one | part two | part three | part four
WHO ELSE IS OBSESSED WITH SYLUS??? RRAHHH 🦅🦅
#hazel posted#smau#seventeen x reader#seventeen fluff#seventeen imagines#kpop smau#svt fluff#svt smau#seventeen#seventeen smau#choi seungcheol the man you are#choi seungcheol#seungcheol#seventeen text#scoups#scoups x reader#seungcheol text#seungcheol texts#scoups texts#scoups x you#scoups x yn#seungcheol x yn
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headcanon
So you know how it's canon that Will listens to true crime podcasts?
What if that's how he finds out that Nico is from the 1940s?!
Like he's listening to the latest episode about 'the death of Maria di Angelo and the disappearance and supposed kidnapping of her missing children, Niccolò and Bianca di Angelo'.
And it's not all that strange for demigods to pop up in conspiracy blogs or podcasts - Percy had a four part series about him, and Will listened to the whole thing during a nightshift at the infirmary.
So yeah, Will starts listens to the di Angelo episode thinking nothing of it, maybe he's just hoping to have a laugh about what the mortals thought happened to Nico or maybe he's more than a little curious about Nico's mysterious past.
And the hosts, in crackling stereo voices because they desperately need a better mic, are talking about lightning striking the hotel, how "the storm popped up out of nowhere" and the "strange seismic activity reported in the area at the time"...and then the date drops...
The hosts say something along the lines of, "The di Angelo siblings were reported missing by their family back in Italy after no word had been received of their safe passage to America. The police report states they were last seen by an anonymous witness entering the Lotus Hotel & Casino with an unknown third party in December of 1942."
And Will's just sat there, gaping at the infirmary bed he'd been stripping of its sheets. Because everything is adding up now, and Will's not quite sure how he missed it...
#cue Will freaking out about Nico’s vaccination status#the next episode is totally 'The Lives and Deaths of Marie and Hazel Levesque'#and Will's brain just breaks again#will solace#nico di angelo#pjo headcanon#solangelo#pjo#maybe one day I'll write this fic#in the very distant future bc I have so many others in the works#timeline wise i'd imagine this is set during or soon after Nico's three days
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I dont know how many of you will agree with me but I wish heroes of olympus focused on developing friendship between the seven instead of romantic relationship except Percabeth.
#we could have had it all#imagine how funny and chaotic it would have been#heroes of olympus#percy jackson#annabeth chase#leo valdez#frank zhang#jason grace#hazel levesque#piper mclean
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𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡
❀ - nsfw
♡ - fluff
𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑚𝑠
pervy!neighbor!ellie ❀
hate sex with ellie ❀
camgirl!ellie ❀
partying with ellie ❀
dom!ellie x dom!reader ❀
loser!roommate!ellie ❀
ellie comforting you during a panic attack ♡
𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛
dildo warming ❀
ceo!abby ❀
abby x drunk reader ♡
restraint kink part 1 - part 2 ❀
doctor!breeding kink! abby ❀
clingy domestic!abby ♡
abby comforting traumatized reader ♡
𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑠
roommate!ellabs x reader ❀
���𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑎𝚑𝑎𝑛
streamer!hazel ♡
pervy!roommate!hazel ❀
nsfw headcanons - part 2 - part 3 ❀
gamer!hazel ❀
gamer!hazel x gamer!reader ♡
misc. hazel headcanons - part 2 ♡
cuddling ♡
hazel x drunk reader ♡
skinny dipping ♡
first time with hazel ❀
jealousy, jealousy ❀
first ‘i love you’ ♡
loser!dom!hazel x mean!popular!reader - part 2 ❀
pierced nipples ❀
doing hazels makeup ♡
snow day with hazel ♡
first date ♡
midnight drive ♡
swiftie!hazel at the eras tour ♡
mind break ❀
stormy weather ♡
partying with hazel ❀
stoner!hazel ♡
taking her virginity ❀
pep rally ♡
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Fop redesigns for funsies but also bcs I saw some star heel boots and had to put Dale in them immediately.
#No Dev in this lineup simply bcs I cannot imagine him wearing anything but his cannon outfit#he has no sense of fashion or personal identity to pull an outfit from LOL#fop#fairly oddparents#fop a new wish#fairly oddparents a new wish#hazel wells#dale dimmadome#fop peri#fop cosmo#fop wanda#redesigns#outfit redesign#art#digital art#fanart#Im not gonna be using Dale or Peris redesigns bcs those arent things I see them wearing regularly they were more just fun explorations#Hazel Cosmo and Wanda im def using tho#I know I didnt change Wanda much but#I have a small but insane pet peeve where I cannot stand a characters pants and shirt being the same color.#So I made Hazels sweater more purple and changed her pants to a different and darker blue#Gave cosmo a more relaxed dad vibe while keeping it a button up#Wandas mostly the same I just mostly used her human outfit and changed her sneakers to boots#Peri has less visible fairy features than his parents because hes more insistent about hiding them#Also if Peri looks uncomfortable in his outfit it is because he is ♥#I wrote like an entire paragraph about Peris relationship with gender identity and how fairy society biology/gender binary comes in conflic#and then I pussied out of posting it so now all you get is peri looking kinda uncomfy in a skirt#The long story short of it tho is that Peri identifies as the human version of male#while the closest he can get to that in fairy society is kind of transfem#So dressing like that around other fairies is closer to making him feel himself but still not entirely right
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If you're taking itty bitty requests, have you done itty bitty hazel yet? she'd be so cute! and Winn and Jasmine too! itty bitty trio <3
POV: You are Dev, and you're having fun with your fellow Fairy friends now that Fairy School's over.
Or: An Alternate A.U where all the kids are all itty bitty fairy children and they get up to fairy shenanigans.
Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]
#fairly oddparents#fop#fop a new wish#fop hazel wells#fop jasmine tran#fop winn harper#fop winn#fop jasmine#fop hazel#winn harper#jasmine tran#hazel wells#asks#the gayest show#itty bitties fop au#im imagining them as like.#the very FIRST generation of children to be born after peri#peri's birth helped undo the laws against fairy babies so there was a massive fairy baby boom.#so hazel and her friends are the first new generation of children and they're getting into ALL SORTS of problems!!!#a bit like pixie hollow or tinker bell#AND YEAH I MADE THEM DIFFERENT FAIRY TYPES#hazel has to be a pixie. she's such a rule follower it works#winn is an anti-fairy bcs i think the idea of their counterpart being Lose (win/lose) is pretty fuckng funny#and jasmine is a normal fairy :D
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Wet // Hazel Callahan*
request: none!
propmts: none!
summary: hazel thought it'd be a fun idea to tease you right before your friends came over for a pool party, wanting to just rile you up and make you wait, knowing that there was nothing you could about it. right? wrong.
warnings: smut, public sex, fingering, slight degradtion, dom!reader, sub!hazel, language, getting caught, edging, pj being an ass
word count: 1.5k
a/n: gn!reader, reader wearing a bikini but there’s no physical description of reader
It was finally summer break. And after a very long and very complicated senior year, you and the rest of the fight club wanted nothing more than to just relax. Luckily for you, your girlfriend Hazel just so happened to have a pool in her backyard. What better way to kick off the summer than with a pool party with your girlfriend and all of your best friends?
“How long until everyone else gets here?” you asked, laying on your stomach on Hazel’s bed in your brand new red bikini. Hazel’s eyes practically popped out of her head when she first saw you in it, the skimpy fabric leaving very little to the imagination.
“They were supposed to get here ten minutes ago, but knowing them, probably another hour,” she replied from the bathroom, where she was currently getting changed.
You huffed and rolled onto your back, your head hanging over the edge of the bed. “Why are you even getting changed in there? It’s not like I haven’t already seen everything.”
Hazel giggled, the sound making your stomach do flips. “Because I don’t want you getting any ideas. We’re supposed to have company any minute now and I would rather we don’t get walked in on humping each other.”
You scoffed, “Oh please, we would not be humping each other. If anything we would be-,”
“Hazel! Your friends are here!” Mrs. Callahan called from downstairs, interrupting you right before you could tell Hazel all the things you wanted to do to her.
“Hold that thought, baby. I don’t think our friends are gonna appreciate hearing all that,” Hazel said, walking out of her bathroom in a dark green bikini that you were practically drooling over. You roll back onto your stomach to get a better look, shamelessly checking out your girlfriend. “I’d love to hear it later though,” Hazel said, leaning down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss before pulling away and winking at you before walking out of her room to meet everyone else, leaving you a flustered and slightly horny mess.
You grumbled to yourself before reluctantly getting up and following her, when an idea formed in your head. If Hazel wanted to tease you like that, then you’d just have to do the same. So what if you had company?
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You had spent the past hour, just biding your time, waiting for the perfect moment to enact your revenge. By now Hazel had completely forgotten about the moment you shared in her bedroom, her mind currently only focused on beating PJ in a chicken fight, which you were more than happy to watch. Sitting on a bench in the deep end of the pool, you watched as Hazel pushed PJ off of Josie’s shoulders, sending the two of them toppling into the water. You smiled at her as she got off of Slyvie’s shoulders and swam over to you.
“Hey! What’re you doing sitting all the way over here?” she asked, taking a seat beside you.
You moved your body slightly to block her from everyone’s view before leaning in closer to her, your hand slowly moving up her thigh as your lips meet her ear.
“Don’t think I forgot about earlier,” you whispered, a sultry tone to your voice.
Hazel looked confused for a moment, having forgotten about what had happened entirely, before it dawned on her. “Oh right. That,” she said, an amused grin on her face. “Hope you’re not too mad at me.”
You smirked, pulling back to look at her again. “Oh, not at all. But you didn’t think I was just gonna let you get away with it, did you?”
A shiver ran down Hazel’s spine at your words, a teasing smile growing on her face. “Of course not. I l know I’m in for it later.”
You laughed softly, causing Hazel to scrunch up her face in confusion. “What’s so funny?”
“Poor dumb baby. I’m not waiting til later. I wanna play with you right now…”
You dragged your nails down her stomach, pulling a soft whimper from Hazel. Her eyes widened in panic as your hands kept moving lower. Hazel reached down and tried to pull your hands away.
“What’re you doing?! Our friends are right over there!” Hazel whisper-yelled.
“I guess you’ll just have to be quiet then, won’t you?” you asked, your fingers playing with the waistband of her swimsuit bottoms.
You looked into her eyes, waiting to see if she would try to protest again, but Hazel only nodded in agreement.
“Good girl…” you drawled, finally slipping your hand beneath the material and just barely ghosting your fingers over her clit.
Hazel whined softly, her hips eagerly bucking forward into your touch, causing you to laugh under your breath.
“Looks like someone’s needy. You really needed this, didn’t you, baby?” you cooed softly, finally applying more pressure on her aching clit. “Yeah, I bet you did.”
Hazel’s face flushed at your words, and she hid her face in your neck, her teeth sinking into your skin as she tried to quiet her pathetic little whimpers.
“Such a good girl for me,” you whispered, your breath hitching from the pleasurable pain in your neck. Slowly, you moved your hand further down and dragged your fingers over her needy pussy, eliciting a whine from her.
“Please…” Hazel whimpered softly, her hips desperately moving against your hand as she tried to get the friction she oh so desperately wanted.
“Please what? What is it, baby?” you say mockingly, knowing full well what she wanted and making sure you moved just slow enough to keep it from her.
“Want-,” Hazel stutters in embarrassment, her voice becoming a pathetic whine, “want your fingers. Please. Need them inside of me.”
You smiled at her words, loving how embarrassed she got every single time she tried to tell you what she wanted. Wrapping your other arm around her waist, you pulled her closer to you before slipping two fingers into her dripping pussy, the water you were both in proving to be an excellent lubricant.
Not expecting the sudden stretch, Hazel couldn’t help the moan that fell from her lips, unable to silence herself in time. You had hoped no one heard, since all of your friends were being pretty noisy, but PJ, being annoying and nosy as per usual, took notice.
“What was that? You guys fucking over there?” PJ called over with a smug grin on her face, alerting the rest of the club of your intimate moment with Hazel.
Not bothering to cease your movements, you continue to finger Hazel as you look over to PJ. “You wish, I’d bet your perverted ass would love to watch. Hazel just has cramps, that's all, right baby?”
You turn back to Hazel, angling your fingers just right to continually abuse her g-spot while your palm rubs against her clit, hurtling her closer and closer to the edge. She knew it was wrong, she shouldn’t have still been so turned on after getting caught, but the feeling of doing something so naughty only made the pleasure building up inside of her grow.
“Uhh… y-yep! J-just cramps. That’s all,” she stuttered out, desperately trying to keep her moans in, feeling her climax building.
“I think we’re gonna go back inside so she can lay down. See you guys in a bit!” you said cheerfully, shutting down any more of PJ’s attempts to annoy you, before pulling your hand away mere seconds before Hazel’s orgasm, leaving her even more desperate for you than she was before.
Hazel whined softly at the sudden loss of contact, her nails digging into your arm and trying to pull you back. But you wouldn’t budge. Instead you stood up on the bench you were hiding on and climbed out of the pool, waiting for Hazel to follow. Which she did, but not without a pout on her face.
“You’re so adorable when you’re pouting, baby,” you whispered to her, giggling as you draped a towel over her shoulders before grabbing one for yourself.
Taking her hand, the two of you walked back inside her house and up to her room. Once her bedroom was shut behind you, you turned to hazel and all but dragged her to her bed before pushing her back onto it.
“Such a pretty girl…” You smirked down at her as you climbed over her, straddling her hips and pinning her to the bed.
“Please… I was so close. Why’d you stop?” Hazel whined, wanting nothing more than for you to touch her again.
“You didn’t forget how you got yourself into this predicament in the first place, did you? You didn’t think I was actually gonna let you cum, right?”
Hazel’s eyes widened slightly, the threat of being left unsatisfied only making her even more desperate for you. “Uhm…”
You smiled and leaned down to whisper in her ear, “My poor dumb baby. You’re in for a long night.”
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would Alastor have sex with a girl on her period? I feel like he’d like it cuz the blood but I wanted to ask the expert ❤️❤️
EXPERT?! Look what you did!
Hazel imagines….
Alastor would see your fidgeting, the way you crossed your legs and squirmed in your seat while listening to people talk around you.
He’d catch you in the hall, twirling his microphone staff, “Why the pout?”
You’d frown, “It’s personal, Alastor.”
“Ah so it’s related to your menstruation.” He said it too casually, you stopped so quickly he nearly fell forward when he stopped too. Alastor read your face, “Smell, dear. I’ve got quite an impressive nose.”
Mortified, “Everyone can smell me?”
He shrugged leaning against his staff, “Who knows? I didn’t care to ask.”
Your eyes looked to the left and down, “That almost makes it worse.”
“As much as I love guessing games,” his eyeroll said he did not in fact love guessing games, “care to clue me in to what we’re talking about?”
“It’s per-,” you couldn’t finish.
“A broken record is no fun, darling.” He closed the distance between you, “I can smell many things. So why not be forthright with it, hmm?” His head cocked to the side, a flash of his threatening radio dial eyes beaming down at you.
“My partner wont touch me, but I’m when I’m on my period I get so -,”
“Aroused.”
His blunt reply with that high toned accent was a punch to your gut, “Yeah. I already feel like shit and they wont even let me in bed with them.” Your chin quivered, emotions sensitive.
Alastor lifted your downcast face with the rounded back of his microphone, tutting, “Has the hotel run out of towels?”
You shook your head, confused.
“No more hot water?”
Another shake.
“Well I don’t see the problem then.” His face leaned down, back curving to lower to your much shorter height, “I’ve never shied away from getting a little bloody.”
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I think if he was down to fuck for whatever reasons he had, the embarrassment reader had of their period would just enhance his enjoyment. If they weren’t embarrassed, he’d still not be offended by the sight and smell of blood, quite nostalgic if nothing else. 👀
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PJO HOO TOA series would've been rated R for violences and traumatic scenes IF Rick didnt write it
some monsters are too creepy, some deaths are too much, some scenes are too traumatuzing even in texts its sometimes surprising how Rick even managed to keep it in line
only his humour, sass, and jokes saved it
For one thing , The Last Olympian the scene with May Castellan literally creeped me out💀
(and the Manhatten Battle itself was, to go into detail, a nightmare. It was not that horrifying because it was Percy's pov!)
Think about Meg's backstory
Think about Leo's
Think about Hazel's
Think about Percy's
Think about Jason Piper Annabeth Frank Reyna and so much other's
not just their young time trauma but stuff they got during saving the world its just CRAZY
Whole trauma & death section in whole PJO&HOO&TOA series are to come to think about it is insane and Im sometimes genuinely worried about really little kids reading this
I mean yeah the series is gold love the humor love the story love the character but it IS pretty harsh if irl
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Bf texts with Seventeen!
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little hazel color study, ive never colored a poc in my life before so i hope this is a good first try!!
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The Engine Room Scene
Leo Valdez x reader
Warnings: MoA spoilers, mentions of foster care, loneliness, a steamy makeout session
Author’s note: I’m actually really proud of this one so let me know what you think
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I quietly rocked back and forth on my heels, trying not to make any noise. If I let the floor creak even a decibel too loud, Coach Hedge would be out here in an instant.
I had been standing here for at least three minutes now, working up the energy to knock on my best friend’s door at this ridiculous hour. I knew he’d been feeling really down lately- something had been off since we left Camp Jupiter- even after Piper had coaxed the Eidolon out of him. I had kept myself awake all night so far, trying to figure out how I could help him.
I had originally decided to talk to him tomorrow, but my mind wouldn’t let me rest for even a second- so here I was.
Part of me wanted to just enter the room, as I had so many times before. But the other part of me wanted to turn back to my room, go to bed, and pretend that I hadn’t been standing out here for several minutes now. I decided on a third option of knocking as quietly as I could, to avoid stirring any of my other sleeping friends.
After the first knock, I took a tiny step back- listening for any movement in the room. There was none. I waited half a minute before trying again, slightly louder this time.
Still nothing.
Anyone else would’ve given up there, but I knew my best friend too well. If he’s not in his room, he’s either on the deck, working on the ship- or he’s in the engine room.
I tip toed as quietly as I could, my slippers being a soft cushion to silence the impact of my feet on the boards. I headed toward the back of the ship, and down to the lower deck to the engine room.
Before I even opened the door I could feel the vibration of the engine. It’s hum was quiet and relaxing, which gave me a feeling I was in the right place.
I slowly pushed open the door, trying to avoid any creaking. Of course with Leo’s excellent craftsmanship, the doors weren’t going to squeak anyways.
I took a soft step inside, and immediately spotted my best friend peacefully sleeping on the floor with only a pillow and blanket. It looked extremely uncomfortable.
I quietly closed the door behind me, stopping it before it clicked to limit any more noise that Hedge might hear.
I tip toed over to him, sitting down next to his sleeping figure, and reached down to run my fingers through his hair.
It wasn't unusual for us to be physically affectionate with each other. We had been best friends for almost a year now. We first met when we both ended up at the Wilderness school with Piper. The three of us had become close, but Leo and I shared a special bond. We understood each other in a way that no one had ever been able to before.
Both of us had grown up in foster care- so we never really had a permanent home. Being with Leo every day for the past year has felt more like home than I ever thought I could feel.
Things only started feeling off the past few days. With the Eidolon in Leo's head, he had fired on Camp Jupiter without knowing. He also had quite a few outbursts that left our friendship in an uncomfortable place. I knew it was just the Eidolon, but his words still stung.
Leo had never been anything but gentle and kind to me- aside from his targeted jokes every now and then- but that was how our friendship worked. When the Eidolon was possessing him he said some things about how my parents didn't care about me and that's why I ended up in foster care. He also had said something about how of course we are the only two single members of the quest because nobody cared about us.
I let the words pass over me in the moment, but part of me couldn't get the memory out of my head. And yet, I was more worried about him than I was about my own emotional wellness.
I brushed his hair out of his face, watching a sleepy smile settle onto his face at the feeling. I subconsciously started tapping Morse code on his head- the way to communicate he made me learn at the Wilderness School to talk during classes. It took a while, but I got the basics down. We hadn’t used it much since he’d gotten so busy with building the Argo ii, and we hadn’t used it at all since he’d been possessed by the Eidolon.
He stirred, and I immediately stopped tapping. I didn’t even realize until I’d stopped that I was tapping miss you.
I pulled my hand back, letting him blink his eyes open. I watched as he reached his arms up to stretch, a smirk crossing his face as he looked up at me.
“Well well well,” he said, looking up at me, “if I’d have known I’d be getting a late-night visit, I would’ve put on my good pajamas.”
I snorted at his attempt at a joke, rolling my eyes and smacking his arm gently with my hand.
His smirk widens as he rests his hands behind his head, “what can I do for ya, querida?”
I blushed lightly, breaking eye contact for a moment before saying, “I just wanted to see how you were doing…”
His smirk dropped slightly, looking uncomfortable, but his grin quickly returned as he said, “If you mean after having an evil spirit leave my body… I’d say I’m doing great, even better now that you’re here, estrella.”
I sighed, knowing his typical way of deflecting his feelings into humor. It would be hard to get around.
“Leo, I’m serious.” I prodded, “I know something’s been up lately.” I leaned back, allowing my arms to prop me up.
He scanned my face, his face becoming slightly more serious, but he didn’t let go quite yet.
“I think you’re just making up excuses to hangout with your charming best friend in the middle of the night,” he said, turning on his side to face me, resting his head on his hand and raising his eyebrows suggestively.
“Yeah, that’s it. I just was dying for some alone time with you.” I said with thick sarcasm in my voice, playing along to his game. The words were true, but that isn’t what I was here to talk about. That was a conversation for after I figured out what was going on with him.
“See, I knew it, mi amor,” he grinned, looking up at me, “come here.” He said, laying back and opening his arms.
I rolled my eyes, but obliged, moving forward until I was laying on the floor as well- our arms around each other and my head in his neck. Unfortunately the floor as uncomfortable as I anticipated. Although I hardly noticed that as I breathed in Leo’s scent. He always had a soft smell of camp fire, and I adored it. Nothing ever could make me feel so at home.
There had been many nights at the Wilderness School that Leo and I had spent comfortably laying on each other. There were even a few times we’d accidentally fallen asleep in each others dorms. It had always been purely platonic, although Piper had questioned us about it hundreds of times.
After we got to camp, we obviously weren’t allowed to sleep in the same cabin- or even lay together. And now with Coach Hedge on the look out… let’s just say I missed the times we got to spend together like this.
I took a deep breath, pushing the memories aside and bringing myself back to the present moment. I could feel Leo’s hands fiddling with the hair on the back of my neck.
“Leo?” I asked, exhaling.
“Hm?” He hummed quietly.
“Can you be honest with me?” I whispered, as I begun subconsciously tapping again on his side where my hand rested.
He was silent for a moment, still fiddling with my hair, before saying, “Of course, querida.”
I nodded, feeling the warmth of his neck against my cheek. “What’s been going on with you? I know the whole evil spirit thing was a lot… but something else has just seemed… off? You know?”
He took a deep sigh, hands moving to fiddle with something from the floor now instead of my hair. “The ‘whole evil spirit thing’ was definitely a lot…” he whispered, mocking the way I said it.
“But, I don’t really know.” He said, shifting slightly below me.
I lifted my head, looking up at him, and lightly tapping a word that I had learned very well on his side. Liar.
He shook his head, rolling his eyes at my gesture. “You just know me so well, huh?” He teased.
“Of course I do.” I nodded, now fully propping myself up to look at him. “And I know when something is off with you.”
He breaks eye contact, suddenly finding the wooden wall a lot more interesting than this conversation. “This just isn’t really what I expected… I don’t know.” He trails off.
He’s always had a hard time talking about his feelings. He didn’t open up to me about his mom until nine months into our friendship. I understood completely, but all I wanted was to help him.
The night that he finally opened up to me about her, I had helped him relax and then the words started flowing much more easily. I decided that I should do the same now.
I slowly reached my hands up to his head, bringing them to his hair and massaging gently. He leaned into my touch and closed his eyes.
“You don’t know?” I asked, not stopping my movements.
He hummed, clearly only half-paying attention now.
“It’s not what you expected?” I asked, repeating what he had just told me.
He opened his eyes slightly, gazing up at my face, but closed them again and leaned his head fully into his pillow. He gave a slight shrug, “I just feel…” he paused for a minute before continuing, “kind of like an outsider?”
I was taken aback by his words, but I didn’t show it. An outsider? And he’s saying this to the one person who gets him more than anyone?
I continued massaging his head, nodding at his words even though he couldn’t see me. “An outsider? Why?” I asked gently.
He shrugged again, and softly mumbled, “Everybody here just seems so useful to eachother. Percy and Jason have all their awesome powers. Piper literally saved me with her charm speak, Annabeth has her super smarts, you are just like all around perfect…” he trailed off, opening one eye to look at me.
I blushed, tucking my head into his neck again, but didn’t stop massaging his head.
He continued, “Hazel and Frank… actually I haven’t gotten to know them very well yet, but I bet they can do some awesome stuff too.” He finished.
The tone of his voice could’ve shattered my heart. When he finished talking, I pulled my hands away from his hair, propping myself up to get a better look at him.
“Leo?” I asked gently. He moved both of his hands behind his head again to look up at me.
“Yeah?”
“Who built this ship?” I ask.
“My cabin.” He answered.
“No Leo. Who is responsible for building this ship?” I asked again.
His eyebrows furrowed, before responding, “Me, but-“
“No.” I cut him off, “Stop that. None of us would even be here without you. You’re the most important one here. Seriously.” I said, confidently.
He let the corner of his mouth twitch into a slight smile, “Thanks, querida.”
I looked at him for a few moments, still not feeling like the air had been cleared. He wouldn’t make eye contact with me.
“Leo.” I said softly.
“Yeah?” He asked, still not meeting my eyes.
“That’s not everything, is it?” I asked, laying back down next to him and trying to catch his eyes.
He glanced over at me, before staring at the ceiling and giving his head a small shake.
“What’s going on?” I asked, reaching out a hand to rest on his arm and draw soothing shapes on it.
He pursed his lips, momentarily glancing at me again. He shook his head before speaking, “That’s not the only reason I feel like an outsider.”
I continued tracing shapes on his arm, “Then what is it?” I asked.
He gave a small chuckle, “You’re not going to let me joke my way through this one are you?”
“Never, Valdez,” I smiled through my words, shaking my head and scooting closer to him.
He finally turned his head toward me, looking into my eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again.
When he finally spoke, his voice was even softer than before. “Do you ever feel like… everyone’s got somebody and you’re just alone?”
I nod, recognizing this conversation as one we’d had before- particularly about when we were in foster care.
“You know I do.” I said gently.
“Well…” he said, rolling his head back toward the ceiling and throwing his arm over his face. “I just thought I was done feeling like that when we got to camp- and when I met you, Jason, and Piper- of course. But now that we’ve started this quest I’ve been feeling that way more than ever…” he trailed off, still covering his face with his arm.
I paused for a moment, considering his words. Could this be because of the Eidolon? Or maybe because we’re so far from all of his newfound brothers and sisters?
“Why do you think that is, Leo?” I asked, allowing my hand to rest now on his arm.
He removed his arm from his face, eyes directed toward the ceiling in silence for what felt like ages, before speaking, “…I don’t know how to explain it…” he paused again for several moments, “Like… Jason and Piper have eachother, Annabeth and Percy have eachother, Frank and Hazel don’t know it yet but they obviously are going to be together… and I just feel like… I don’t know…”
I processed his words, feeling the truth of them sink in. Almost everyone on our ship was paired off. But then again- so were we. The friendship that we shared did that for us. We had a connection between the two of us that we didn’t have with anyone else. We did all the same things as any of the other couples… we just weren’t a couple.
I start tracing my fingers along his arm again, softly saying, “Well, we have eachother.”
His eyes flickered to mine briefly, and then he fully turned on his side to finally face me, looking me directly in the eye.
I dropped my hand, feeling my heart rate pick up a little bit. I wasn’t sure why I was nervous, but it didn’t feel like a bad type of nervous.
“We have eachother.” He repeated, nodding.
“Of course.” I confirmed, nodding as well.
I watched as his eyes scanned over my face once, then again.
He reached into his pocket, pulling out a q-tip and a plastic bottle cap and began fidgeting with them.
“That’s different though,” he said, now watching his hands work with the items.
“Is it really, though?” I asked, watching him fidget as well. “I mean, you’re my best friend. We tell eachother everything, and we do things like-“ I paused, gesturing between us, “this.” I finished.
He nodded slowly, not meeting my eyes.
“I mean how different is that really from what they have?” I asked, shifting onto my back so I could stare at the ceiling.
He paused his fidgeting, returning the items to his pocket. He took a deep breath in, exhaling slowly. I was familiar with this look on his face. It meant he was deep in thought. It was the same look that he had when he’d be working in bunker 9.
I studied his face, reaching a hand out to gently rest on his cheek. He leaned into my hand, pressing a quick kiss to it before meeting my eyes again.
“You really are something special, you know that?” He whispered, glancing behind me at the cracked door.
I blushed, shaking my head slightly, “You are, Leo.” I said, scooting closer to him.
I could feel his breath on my face, and he glanced again to the cracked door.
I turned my head to see what he was looking at. “Everything okay?” I asked, “Did you hear something?”
When he didn’t answer, I turned my face to look back at him. He was now inches from me, looking intently into my eyes, and I swear I could see his eyes flicker to my lips for just a millisecond. He shook his head, looking back into my eyes.
A swarm of butterflies filled my stomach, and I could feel my face getting hot, but I stared back at him.
“Want me to close it?” I whispered, watching his chest rise and fall with every breath he took.
He nodded.
I sat up, pushing the door closed as quietly as I could with my foot. It shut with a quiet click, and I paused for a moment, listening to ensure that no one else had stirred from the sound.
When I was sure that no one had woken up, I turned back around, laying next to him again. His gaze was heavy on my face, and this time I was sure I caught his eyes flicker to my lips for a second.
Neither of us moved, just scanning eachothers faces- and I knew mine was bright red.
After a moment I whispered, “you okay?”
He opened his mouth again, but the words didn’t find him. He shifted, reaching out his hand to rest on my cheek gently, his hand warm and comforting. Our eye contact grew even heavier, and I felt a stirring deep in my stomach.
He leaned closer, hesitantly, as if he wasn’t sure what I would do. I immediately leaned in as well, closing the gap between us. We found eachothers lips in a hot, passionate kiss.
His mouth desperately moved over mine with a pent-up intensity. His hands tangled into my hair, ruffling gently to angle my face to move in sync with his. I gasped into the kiss, feeling his body against mine. The hand that wasn’t in my hair slid around my waist, his fingers pressing gently into my back as the kiss deepened, and I heard a low groan escape his throat. The sound made me feel like we were both on fire.
Each brush against each other sent shivers through my spine. I allowed my hands to move, finding his shoulders. The lean muscle was a familiar feeling beneath my fingers, but I gripped on him, bringing him even closer. I ran my hands down his back, silently encouraging him to press against me until I could feel every inch of him. His lips left mine, tracing down my jaw and grazing along my neck. I could feel waves of heat pulsing through my body. I gasped, tipping my head back as his mouth found a spot just below my ear, his lips burning against my skin.
He shifted, kicking my legs apart until his body was pressing me gently back against the wooden floor, and he was hovering over me. Both of us were breathing heavily, gazes intent on eachother as I felt his entire body against mine. He leaned down again, with more confidence this time, capturing my lips desperately. I could feel his hand shakily slipping beneath the hem of my shirt, hot fingers brushing the bare skin on my stomach.
My own hands followed his lead and roamed under his shirt, tracing the muscles along his back with my finger tips. I let out a quiet moan as he shifted his weight, pressing into me. His head dropped and his mouth returned to my neck, trailing a line of hot kisses and gentle bites that made me feel light headed. My fingers moved from his back to tangle in his hair, tugging gently, and he groaned against my skin. His hand continued moving up my side, leaving a trail of heat everywhere he touched.
As his hand traveled up, my shirt bunched up with it. His fingertips grazed my skin, and he lifted his head to look at me. “You’re so beautiful, mi amor.” He whispered, breathlessly.
He leaned in again, his lips trailing down my collarbone, pressing heated kisses against my skin as I tangled my hands in his hair again. He pressed his forehead to my collarbone, kissing all over. His hand resting on my side, and I felt the soft tapping of his fingers against my skin. He was using Morse code. He was tapping- love you. The realization sent a flood of warmth through my stomach, and I gripped his shoulders, pulling him even closer, feeling my eyes sting with pure love and happiness.
Then he shifted his weight again, his hips pressing into mine in a slow, intentional motion that left me breathless. I let out a soft gasp as I held onto his shoulders, feeling his heartbeat pounding against my own. His hands traced down my sides, his touch careful, as he pressed into me again, each movement full of longing.
We moved together, every touch and soft gasp saying what words couldn’t. His lips found mine once again, kissing more deeply, more fervent. I could almost feel his lips quirk into a smile against my lips as he took continued shifting his hips against mine. It was just us, our connection, tangled together, as everything else seemed to fade away.
The intensity slowly softened, and he cradled me in his arms, our foreheads pressed together as the room grew still. We were both panting, looking deeply into eachothers eyes and neither of us could fight the smiles overtaking our faces.
His fingers traced soothing patterns along my skin, and I reached my hand to his side. Gently tapping out the same code that he had earlier- love you.
Looking into his eyes, I could see them start to water a little bit too, as mine had before. It was just us. The two who never had a home, never had anyone who truly loved them- and now we were finding it all in each other.
The rest of the night was filled with soft whispered words, and several more gentle kisses. We were so completely wrapped up in our own little world that we didn’t even realize when we started to drift off together.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of the door opening. I was immediately confused about where I was, until I felt his arms still wrapped around me, and smelled his soft scent of campfire. I looked up and he had a line of drool running down his chin. Adorable.
I heard someone clear their throat from behind me, and I instantly sat up, spinning around to see who it was.
My frantic movement had made Leo sit up as well, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.
Annabeth stood at the door, arms crossed, looking down at us with an amused look on her face.
“It’s not what it looks like-“ I began.
Annabeth cut me off, “It’s definitely what it looks like.”
I could feel my face get hot, as I turned to Leo for help- but he was just staring at her wide-eyed like a deer in headlights.
I exhaled, shaking my head, “I just wanted to make sure everything was okay after-“
She cut me off again, “The Eidolon? I won’t tell Hedge, don’t worry. Just get back to your cabin before anyone else finds you two down here.” She said, gesturing up the stairs to my cabin.
I nodded, standing up and straightening out my appearance. I glanced back down at Leo, who looked extremely relieved.
As I went to exit, Annabeth held out a hand to stop me. She glanced down at my neck, then back at my face and let out a loud laugh.
“What?” I asked.
“On second thought, go see Piper before you go back to your cabin. She has some makeup.” Annabeth said, clearly amused.
“Makeup?” I asked, confused.
“You’ll see when you get there.” She said, shaking her head and looking back down at Leo.
As I headed away to the stairs, I could hear Annabeth talking to Leo. She said something like, “I like the idea. How comfortable would you say the stables are?”
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♡ becoming hazel callahan's cheerleader gf hcs
pairing: hazel callahan x cheerleader!reader
synopsis: headcanons i have about becoming hazel's cheerleader gf.
notes: … i did rush the ending a bit because i have school and i did not proofread the entire thing but hope guys liked :))))
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i'd imagine you guys meet when you decide to join the self defense club that pj and josie were teaching.
she always admired you from afar but being the loser lesbian that she was, she never made a move on you.
eventually, the both of you got paired up to fight. poor baby was so scared she might hurt you, she barely hit you. more like slightly aggressive taps rather than punches.
"c'mon hazel! hit her!" pj yelled from behind you. you had hazel on the ground, crouched over her body. her nose was dripping blood and it was all over her teeth. no matter how many punches you threw her way, she never retaliated. not a single kick or punch was given back to you. the sight of you on top of her certainly wasn't helping her win this fight.
now that you guys were acquainted, she would get so nervous around you. of course she was always nervous around you but more so now since you actually knew who she was.
you guys would actually speak to each other in the classes you shared instead of her just staring at you. (and you taking quick glances because you're a lot more slick than she is)
hazel convinced herself you were pin straight. to her, there was no way someone so hot was gay. (god damn cheerleader stereotypes) so when she heard from isabel that you liked girls, she had no idea what to do. she had no idea what to do even when she thought you were straight but now it was 10x worse.
she started second guessing every compliment, every time your hand brushed past her when you guys were getting lunch, every single time your eyes held her gaze a little too strongly.
you always thought she was cute. even when she acted a little crazy. the whole bomb situation was actually a bit endearing to you, as concerning as that is. while everyone was in the car, yelling at hazel for setting off a fucking bomb on jeff's car, you squeezed her hand and sent a sweet smile her way. that smile alone erased any feeling of guilt or blame within an instant.
and when pj had said hazel had no friends and called her mom a skank, you were the first person running after her. you searched half the school campus before finding her hiding under the bleachers,
"haze, oh my god, i was so worried about you!" you crouched down and brought hazel into your arms. the nickname brought a warmth to hazel's heart. you were the only person who called her that.
"everything that pj said is not true at all," you let go of her to hold the sides of her face in your hands, "forget all that shit about your mom. and you have friends. you have josie, you have isabel and brittany, you have me."
hazel looked up to you slowly with a new look in her eyes.
"i don't want to be your friend." you felt your heart get heavier for a second. hazel leaned in without thinking. she caught your bottom lip between hers and-
she was kissing you. hazel was kissing you. and to her surprise, you were kissing her back.
after the unexpected love confession under the bleachers (typical high school romance), hazel decided she wanted to take you out on a proper date. it's what you deserved. (plus she's not getting caught in the 'u-haul lesbian' allegations crossfire). unfortunately, those plans were postponed.
she never told you that pj and josie lied about juvie or that she agreed to fight the school's star boxer. (you later find out she had no idea she was fighting him too.)
the aftermath of the fight was terrifying for you. of course, you had seen her bloody face before (and had even been the cause of it before) but it was never this bad.
you stayed with her for a long while after that. always taking notes for her in class and coming by her house to check up on her. the other girls would come by as well. it made you happy that they were all there for her, even after the club disbanded.
you opted to sleep over from time to time which she was always appreciated. it quickly got old when you guys could barely hear each other talk over the sound of ms. callahan and jeff going at it.
both you and hazel were in her bed, laying on your backs, next to each other. hazel laid with her hands behind her head, elbows facing outwards, and you laid with your hands on your stomach, palms facing down. both of you still giggling over a joke hazel made about your shared english teacher earlier.
"hey so, uh, i wanted to ask you something." hazel turned to face you, resting her head against her arm on her pillow.
"yeah? go for it." you turned your head to her.
"well, um, i wanted to ask if you wanted to go on a da-" hazel's question was interrupted by loud moans and rhythmic thumping coming from her mom's room.
'goddamn it...' hazel thought. it was jeff and her mom again.
"you know what, never mind, it was stupid."
eventually, the game against huntington arrived. hazel was nervous for the game and she wasn't even playing nor did she care about sports. she was going to officially ask you out. and she wasn't going to let anything ruin it this time. she watched you do your cheerleading routine, admiring your uniform. (she was obsessed with it and wanted to see you wearing it all the time. but not even batman could beat that information out of her...)
once again her plans were cut short, when a frantic pj and josie came up to her in bleachers asking her for another distraction. you were in the middle of your routine when you saw hazel running across the field towards the girls from the club. (you didn’t happen to see the little device she had in her hands)
what confused you even more was when hazel ran up to you mid-routine.
you moved your pom poms in a choreographed motion, the way you had been practicing for weeks.
the girls from the club had been running around in the corner of your eye and you couldn’t tell if it was good or bad. they looked distressed but you had to focus on your routine. that was until hazel came up to you.
she called out your name, loud enough for you to show some concern and put your pom poms downs.
“come ‘ere” she murmured. she wrapped her arms around your waist, slotting her lips between yours.
to say it took you by surprise was an understatement. you tilted your head, deepening the kiss, and brought your hands to either side of her face.
when the both of you pulled away, the mixed groans and cheers finally met your ears. but by then, it seemed you guys had bigger problems.
the fight was chaotic to say the least. the huntington players were known to be ruthless and unforgiving. throughout the entire fight, you and hazel fought back to back, constantly covering the other. more like hazel stared you while you broke a guys nose in. and your mouth definitely didn’t get a little dry when she kicked a guy unconscious.
the fight felt like it had been going on forever, especially with the way your body was aching. you and hazel looked around the field and you see tim getting on the ground, sticking his tongue onto the wet field.
“it’s pineapple juice!” he exclaimed as he got up.
you finally put 2 and 2 together.
you turn to hazel.
“we did all that for jeff?”, you huffed, “god, we’re just as brain dead as the rest of the school.” hazel chuckled before bringing her bloody, bruised hands to either sides of your waist.
“i wanted to ask you something and i’m not letting anyone ruin it this time,” she looked at you with a newfound confidence, “will you go out with me? i know it took me a long time to ask, i was looking for a good moment-“
you crashed your lips into hers, shutting her up. which she took as a definite yes.
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Why didn’t you tell me?percy jackson x injured reader. (hurt/comfort) Part 2
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part one ✵ part two
✵ synopsis: after a fight on the Argo II, reader tries to hide their injury but Percy is determined to find out what’s wrong… he figures it out, but hopes he wasn’t too late
✵ interest: percy jackson (HOO)
✵ warnings: mentions of blood, pain, loss of appetite, isolation, loss of consciousness, and leo.
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Consciousness returned like a gentle tide, bringing with it the soft rhythm of nearby breathing. Your eyelids felt leaden, and when you finally managed to pry them open, the infirmary's muted light was a blessing to your sensitive eyes.
Percy was there, but not how you expected. He wasn't slumped in sleep or pacing with worry, he was just... staring. Sitting perfectly still in the chair beside your bed, his sea-green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made your breath catch.
His jaw was set, hands clasped so tightly together his knuckles had gone white, and you couldn't read his expression. You'd never seen him like this before, caught between anger and something else, something raw and vulnerable that made your heart twist.
When you tried to shift position, a deep ache flared through your side. His eyes tracked the movement, and something in him finally broke.
"Six hours," he said, voice low and rough. "You were out for six hours."
You tried to speak, but your throat was too dry. Without breaking his stare, he reached for the water glass, helping you take small sips. The gentleness of his movements contrasted sharply with the storm brewing in his eyes.
"Percy—" you started.
"No." The glass clicked against the side table. "You don't get to—" He stood abruptly, running both hands through his hair. "Do you have any idea what—" He cut himself off, turning away, then whirling back. "You were bleeding out. Right in front of me. And you didn't say anything."
The last words came out as a shout, echoing off the infirmary walls. You flinched, and instantly saw regret flash across his face.
"I'm sorry," you whispered. "I didn't want to—"
"To what? Trust me?" His voice cracked on the words. "To let me help you? Gods, when you collapsed, I thought—" He broke off again, dropping heavily back into the chair. All the anger seemed to drain out of him at once, leaving something much more fragile in its wake.
"I thought I was going to lose you," he said quietly, not meeting your eyes now. "And the worst part was knowing you didn't even think you could tell me. After everything we've..."
The silence stretched between you, heavy with things unsaid. When he finally looked up, the vulnerability in his expression took your breath away.
"I can't lose you," he admitted, barely above a whisper. "Not like that. Not ever." His hand found yours, tentative at first, then holding on like an anchor. "Next time you're hurt, you tell me. I don't care if it's a paper cut or a broken bone. Promise me."
You nodded, throat tight with emotion. "I promise."
Some of the tension finally eased from his shoulders. He didn't let go of your hand, his thumb tracing absent patterns against your skin. Neither of you spoke for a long moment, letting the quiet wash away the last echoes of anger and fear.
"Annabeth going to kill me for yelling in here," Percy finally said, a ghost of his usual smile returning.
"Probably," you agreed, feeling your own lips curve upward. "Worth it though?"
His expression softened as he looked at you, and that something deeper was back in his eyes. "Yeah," he said quietly. "Worth it."
As exhaustion started pulling you back under, you felt him shift closer, his free hand brushing hair from your forehead with impossible gentleness. The last thing you heard before sleep took you was his whispered, "I'll be right here. I promise."
The next two days in the infirmary blurred together, marked by the steady stream of visitors and Percy's constant presence. He'd only leave when someone else insisted, and even then he'd return looking like he'd barely slept, dropping back into his chair like it was the only place he wanted to be.
"You know," you said one afternoon, watching him fight to keep his eyes open, "your room probably has a more comfortable bed than that chair."
"I'm fine," he insisted, though he was practically slumped over the armrest. "Annie said you might be able to try walking today."
As if summoned, she appeared in the doorway. "Speaking of which." Annabeth crossed her arms, giving Percy a pointed look. "You're not going to be much help if you pass out from exhaustion."
"I don't pass out," Percy protested, but she was already shooing him toward the door.
"Go. Shower. Sleep. She'll still be here when you get back."
Percy hesitated at the doorway, giving you a look as you laughed at the exchange. "I promise not to do anything stupid while you're gone."
"Better not," he said softly, something warm in his eyes before he finally left.
Annabeth checked your bandages, nodding with satisfaction. "Walking should be much less painful now."
The first attempt at walking wasn't exactly graceful. Your legs felt like jelly after hours on hours in bed, and the stitches pulled uncomfortably. But Annabeth was patient, letting you lean on her as you made your way slowly across the room.
You'd barely made it halfway when familiar voices drifted in from outside.
"If you're going to hover, you might as well come in," she called out, amused.
Jason was the first through the door, followed by Leo, their faces lit up seeing you on your feet.
"Look who's vertical," Leo joked at the sight of you.
"Barely," you admitted, grateful for Annabeth’s support as your legs trembled. Jason immediately took that as his cue to support your other side.
"Baby steps," Leo said as you gave him a look, but Annabeth cut in,
“Let’s get you back to—”
"I've got her." Percy was suddenly there, like he'd materialized from thin air. His arm slipped around your waist, careful to avoid your injury as he took your weight from her. "I thought you were going to sleep," you murmured as he helped you back to bed.
"Tried. Couldn't." His voice was low enough that only you could hear. "Kept thinking..."
He didn't finish the thought, but his arm tightened slightly around you.
"Well, now that the gang's all here," Leo said once you were settled, pulling something from his bag, "movie night?"
"In the infirmary?" You raised an eyebrow.
"Come on," Percy sided with Leo. "She's been staring at these walls for days. And we'll keep it quiet." He looked toward the daughter of Athena.
Annabeth sighed the sigh of someone who knew not to fight it, "Fine.”
Once the others were gathered, everyone settled in around your bed. Including Leo perched at the foot with his laptop, Annabeth claiming the extra chair, and Percy back in his usual spot beside you. As the familiar opening credits rolled, you felt some of the lingering tension finally ease from your shoulders.
"Hey," Percy whispered, his hand weaving through you hair before finding hand in what had become a familiar gesture. "You good?"
You looked around at your friends, your family really, and squeezed his hand. "Yeah. I'm good."
His answering smile was soft, private, meant just for you. And as everyone argued about plot holes and character arcs, you realized that maybe getting hurt hadn't been the worst thing.
Sometimes it took falling apart to understand just how many people were there to help put you back together.
By the time the movie ended, you'd dozed off against Percy's shoulder, his thumb still tracing absent patterns against your skin. The last thing you registered was the quiet murmur of your friends' voices and the steady rhythm of Percy's breathing, anchoring you safely in the moment.
You were going to be okay. All of you were. And if hidden injuries caused this, maybe next time you’ll hide a paper cut.
part one ✵ part two
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