#Leo valdez hoo

[poppitron360]

Basically the end of TLH:

Leo: Hey guys! I’m gonna build this big fucking boat based on this crayon drawing that I did one time when I was five.

Everyone: That’s… gonna take you years.

Leo: Nah bro imma do it in six months.

Everyone: How? Why?

Leo: Well, I have a combination of ADHD and childhood trauma that makes me feel worthless if I’m not constantly moving, so… boat!

Everyone: OR! OR! Therapy.

Leo: Nah. Boat.

[pumpkinbxtch]

Hey!! Could you do aftercare Leo Valdez head cannons please!!

˗ˏˋ leo valdez | aftercare headcanons

☆ radiostar is playin': 1-2-3 by gloria estefan and miami sound machine...!

warnings; allusions to sex, language a/n; hey! you mean my favorite boy? absolutely yes. tags; @green-tea217

Maybe he doesn't look like it to some, but...

he's a total love machine.

he's all smiles afterward, feeling silly with that afterglow vibe he always tries to spread around, and it works.

both literally have that goofy grin while catching your breath.

you feel that love in your stomach and-

stop Let's move on!

yet you still end up drained.

Leo rolls over to see you (with flushed cheeks and sweat on his forehead) and admires how you slowly recover, whispering sweet (but also teasing) things to you.

"That's my girl," "Hmm, you've never looked better, huh?" and he makes you blush, but he also makes you feel loved.

Then he opens his arms and raises an eyebrow, testing the waters to see what you want at that moment.

If you hug him, he'll hold you until you say you want to move, cuddling with you while stroking your hair.

He traces your skin delicately with his index finger.

there are moments when you're drifting off to sleep in his arms, feeling the taps on your bare back in Morse code. "I love you."

"Me too," you respond weakly, smiling against his chest. He grins like a fool.

He also buries his face in the crook of your neck, and you run your fingers through his curls that tickle your jaw.

He looks for you a lot too, in a way to let you know how good he feels with you.

Anyway, if what you want afterward is a bit of privacy to be alone, he'll get up, put on his boxers, and walk to your side of the bed to tuck you in with the sheets.

"I'll be back, mi amor," he says after giving you a kiss on the forehead and brushing your hair away from your face.

That man cooks for you, like REALLY cooks. You know because you smell the pasta cooking in the kitchen from his room.

He checks on you and brings you water a couple of times.

He sits on the edge of his bed and hands you the glass with a beaming smile. When you give it back, he sets it on the nightstand for a moment and asks if you're feeling okay.

"Everything alright?" he whispers sweetly while holding your chin and locking his chocolate eyes with yours.

You nod, and he kisses you.

He tells you the food will be ready soon, then offers to take you to the bathroom so you can shower.

That mf has gotten really strong. He can carry you however he wants, but he does it by throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and runs to the bathroom laughing like a kid.

When you enter, you see he's already placed your towel nearby for you to take, and when you come out to dress, you see he's left your -his- clothes for you to wear.

Before you eat together, he does the same and includes tidying up the room.

he wants you to feel comfortable, happy, and he succeeds.

when he's ready, he hugs you from behind and kisses your neck, you jump when you feel his wet hair but it gives you relief to feel him close.

"Hungry?" he whispers in your ear while gently tightening his embrace and smiling like the damn devil because he's saying it with a double meaning.

"you'll be the death of me, babe" he says because he really can't help but drool over you when you walk around in his clothes.

Both return to bed for a cuddle session and sweet whispers in each other's ears.

he uses his warmth powers for you, which is the best when the weather is cold or rainy.

"You're too good for me," he says and gives you a slow kiss while caressing your cheek.

you enjoy resting on his chest, and he's delighted with it.

You sleep entwined with each other, he's the big spoon, you're the little one.

He lives to see you happy and satisfied, doing it with love and kindness because he's your man.

[stardust-poet]

°•Leo Valdez Dating Hcs PT3•°

PT1 PT2

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A/n: genuinely I wrote this before I finished the pt2...

Warnings: not proof read, cussing I think.

Enjoy!

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Leo definitely makes you things a lot

His love language is gift giving or words of affection

He makes you jewelry if that's your thing

Probably makes you one of those vibrating things when you tap it

Yk those TikTok shop bracelets that booktok women wish their fantasy bfs had with them?

(Yes I'm stereotyping don't kill me)

He makes you one of those

And it's honestly so cute

(It vibrates SO often)

He also makes you metal flowers

Not just roses

But your favorite flower

One day he comes up and asks you what your favorite flower was

And your mind immediately goes too

'OH shit he's making another thing for me isn't he?'

And you love it be honest

I think he'd get the apollo kids to paint them your favorite color too

Because I don't think he'd have the patience to paint that precisely

(And he wants to make it perfect for you.)

He makes you SO MANY little trinkets

So one day you have to put a shelf in your cabin

To hold all of the little things

And one day he sees it in your cabin/house if he visits you

And he just. Sobs.

He really, truly did not believe you kept them all

It was one of the first times you saw him so vulnerable

And we all know he's traumatized af

And he doesn't talk about it at all

So him opening up to you for the first time felt so special

It's was probably a night where he had a nightmare

He called you (with demigod safe phones he made) at like 2am

He was sobbing in bunker 9 alone

He quickly apologizes, saying he's fine and he's sorry he woke you up.

Your immediately sprinting to bunker 9

Idc how late it is you comfort that boi

But he opens up to you that night, vulnerable and speaking between hics

You hold him close to you, trying to make him feel safer

He opens up about his mom and living as an orphan on the streets

All those cold nights in the sewers

Blowing out half melted candles on moldy cupcakes for each birthday

And at some point, you don't realize

You're crying quietly with him.

Hearing everything your boyfriend went through changed something in you

He was always so flirtatious and loud

Happy.

But seeing him let go not only was heartbreaking

But also healing for the both of you.

Maybe, just maybe, you opened up too

[Insert your trauma here bc we all know you have some if you're reading this.]

And leo feels loved

He feels loved by you, and it's peaceful again

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Holy shit I surprised myself with that... should I write angsty stuff?

[soft-likethesunset]

i kinda like you and your stupid jokes!

leo valdez ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚

summer nights. spidey comics. brainrot. sunsets. the sound of a smooth engine. loud love.

[gothgirlscream]

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 My first kiss went a little like this ! Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader

⭐︎Synopsis: I got you on my lips (I got you on my lips) !! ⭐︎Tag(s): mutual pining, kissing/making out, just two cutie patooties being down bad !!

"Have you had your first kiss before?"

Leo's eyes widened at your outburst of a question, clearly taken aback by it. He slowly turned his head to face you, who just so happens to be the prettiest girl Leo had ever laid his eyes on, and quickly shook away his surprise.

"Um, yeah duh," he tried sounding confident, it didn't really work. "Of course, everyone has. Why do you ask?"

Your lips pouted to the side, and Leo started feeling self-conscious as he noticed you staring at his lips. Obviously he's never had his first kiss, its clear by the way he only knows how to talk to machines. Him making you his friend, his best friend at that, was a feat he didn't know how he accomplished.

"I haven't."

That may have been the most shocking thing Leo has heard all day. You? Never having kissed someone? Leo's been at the despair of having to tell many guys that you in fact, were single, and watched them all merrily make their way to you, but that wasn't something the two of you ever talked about. He would rather die than hear about you with another guy.

"Seriously⏤"

"And I know you haven't either, y'know."

Leo's mouth quickly dropped before he cleared his throat and shut it, turning back to whatever little gadget he was fidgeting with at the moment. "I don't know what you're talking about, and I know your lying."

You gave him that mischievous side-eye he's grown to love, and an even more mischievous smirk paired with it. Leo's face started to heat when he heard your chuckle. It was low, almost dismissible, but he couldn't ignore anything if it had to do with you. He found that quite annoying.

"I know you better than you think I do, we are best friends after all."

Best friends. Friends. Stings, but it shouldn't since its true. Tell someone you like them? Leo would rather let you punch him in the face. He was known for having a thing for girls who hated him, except he had a thing for you, and you couldn't be any sweeter to him.

"And maybe I was saving my first kiss."

Leo put down his wrench and wiped his hands off with some rag on his workbench. He felt confident enough to lean his back on the bench and face you fully, crossing his arms. "Saving it? You could kiss anyone you want."

You took a step closer to him, uncrossing his hands and holding them in yours. You stared at them, then up at him through your lashes. "Maybe I was saving it for.. you."

Yeah, this is what whiplash felt like. "..me?"

"Yeah," you softly laughed, "who else would be more perfect than you?"

"Well⏤," he looked upward, pretending to think before you bumped him in the chest.

"Stop that, I couldn't ask for anything more, so please Leo? Be my first kiss?"

Yeah, this is what heaven looks like. This is what angels sound like when they sing. He nervously rubbed his thumbs on the back of your hands, slowly looking back to your face. You looked shy, nervous, just like him, and that fact made him feel a hell of a lot better. You slipped your hands out of his grasp, sliding them up his arms and resting on his shoulders. You looked up, closing your eyes and leaning forward. Leo did the same, and thanked whatever gods he had to for the fact he didn't miss your mouth.

Neither of you really knew what you were doing, not really moving your lips, just a soft peck before slowly separating. The two of you were a nose lengths apart, while sliding your hands down on his chest, "your lips are soft."

"Thanks," Leo whispered, almost regretting, but thankfully didn't have to after he heard that adorable laugh of yours. You took his hands, letting them rest on your hips, closing in his fingers onto your body before moving your own hands back to his shoulders.

Leo didn't even have the chance to register the fact that his hands had just been stupidly hovering at your sides before your lips were back on his. This time, he felt a little more confident in himself, pulling you closer so you were chest to chest, and wrapping his arms fully around your waist, and yours around his neck. You took the lead, opening your lips, closing in on his bottom one, agonizingly slow. Leo copied your movement, moving in sync, like puzzle pieces slowing falling in place as your heads moved from side to side. He felt your smile, making him smile with you.

His hands at your sides made the butterflies in your stomach go crazy. The heat on your face spread to the tips of your ears, and your knees felt wobbly. Of course, Leo wasn't doing any better. The tips of his hair were steaming and he was making sure those little flames didn't spread to any other parts of his body.

The both of you parted with the need of air getting too strong. You looked at Leo longingly as you played with his curls. "You're a better kisser than I thought you'd be Valdez."

"I can't tell if you just dissed me or not."

You chuckled and kissed his nose, sliding your hands into his. "We can practice some more later, but let's get to lunch. I'm starving." Some more later? Leo's day just keeps getting better !!

The two of you just joked and laughed as you walked hand in hand to the dining pavilion. Yeah, best first kiss ever.

[hyperfocuscentre]

leo as deadpool and jason as wolverine…..mhm, yup, i fear i cooked

[oliveoilisedible]

My fav headcanon is that Leo never learned things like long division or multiplication past 5 since he was kicked out of school too soon.

The only math he knew was what he saw his mom doing in her workshop.

One day, Miss Esperanza Valdez saw her 5 year old son’s sketchbook laying open on the workshop floor. At first, she wanted to scold Leo. The workshop is no place for an unaccompanied baby! Then, as she picked the sketchbook up, she noticed that Leo had copied some basic equations from a sketch of hers.

The sketch was of a project she had wanted to make when she was younger, but just didn’t have any time for with Leo and her job and the efforts of finding a good nanny. When she saw that Leo had some interest in the sketch, she called him over.

He still had jam on his fingers from breakfast, but his eyes lit up when he was in the workshop. Usually, Mami never allowed him to go in there. Miss Valdez picked her son up and opened up her blueprints. As she explained why each and every equation had its own purpose and which ones were the hardest, she taught her son how to solve them. It was one of Leo’s only happy memories from his childhood that didn’t have any negative connotations whatsoever.

Later, after Esperanza Valdez died, Leo stayed in school just long enough to learn the basics (and with Piper’s help, “borrowed” extremely advanced math books in The Lost Hero) to honour her memory and the fact that in the limited time she was alive, she had managed to teach him more than being Hephaestus’s son ever did.

[digitallovergirl]

　━━━ 💌 LEO'S LOVE LETTERS.

　 leo valdez x♡x human! reader 　 warnings: none ... expect for a little near the end angst 　 authors note: I just noticed a lot of my account settings were on so maybe that's why my fic flopped?? idk. maybe not.

　　"Why did people stop making and sending love letters?" It is a question all teenage girls ask themselves. The idea of getting a long note from someone you love, confessing how much they love and appreciate you, could make anyone giddy. no matter how cold hearted they were.

You, are one of these people. This feeling of wanting a love letter of your own only increased when you met your partner, Leo.

The two of you met on a random Thursday, in which he ran into you while getting chased down by a monster. Do you know how random it is to get tackled by a random dude and then see the scariest monster ever? Spoiler: It's very, very, random.

But he was cute, and he was funny. And he was—okay, you get the point.

Honestly, it made you more curious about him. It's not everyday you meet someone like that. So after some questions, vague answers, and giggles, you left with a name and a number.

What you didn't know is that Leo was freaking out after you left (he gave you a random number,) and that would be the start of the relationship.

Of course, at some point, you two met up again which along with an actually in depth explanation, the two of you agreed on a idea to stay in contact with each other: sending letters.

You didn't assign certain days, and basically told Leo to just 'Send me a letter whenever you want.' A stupid choice of words, leaving you in a state of embarrassment when you realize what they could mean. What if you just ruined your whole chance? You worried.

Though, that feeling went away when you started getting letters from him almost everyday.

Most, if not all of them, were talking about his day and including things from the letters you would send back. You found it overwhelming at first, but quickly learned to love it.

Do you know that feel you get when you see something that reminds you of someone you love? That's how you felt about the letters. The amount of warmth that radiates off his letters and the fact he always seemed interested in whatever you said only made you fall more in love with him.

It made you want to see him, but you couldn't. You knew that from the start, and yet those yearning,kinda needy feelings always came back to hit you In the heart. Maybe you'll ask him about meeting up, or the anxiety of having to wait for an answer would completely push you away from even trying.

[dontspillthefrijoles43]

Incorrect Hoo quotes #13

New camper : *Horrified* The fuck is that?

Leo: *Sleep deprived but feral with energy drinks and adhd. Muttering to himself and carving math equations into a table.*

Breisa: What? Oh Leo? *Scoops him up*

New camper: That— that thing!

Breisa: This is Leo. He’s one of them he/theys. A cutie pie, don’t ya think? Say hi Leo!

Leo:

(Just a joke and a bit of a headcannon 😭💀 don’t come at me fr)

[haveyoueverfeltlikeatlas]

Valgrace for @lavenderfairiez ‘s DTIYS!

[lotuez]

[5:47]

palms rough yet sweaty, leo valdez loved to intertwine any part of your body with his hands. sometimes the heat protectant gloves are all his hands remembers and he just feels alive knowing your warmth is there right on his fingertips, beside him, never leaving, ever…

[poppitron360]

People forget Leo Valdez is actually kinda badass

[pumpkinbxtch]

𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗰𝘃𝘀! ᯓᡣ𐭩

— leo valdez x f!reader

radiostar is playing… cvs by winnetka bowling league!

warnings: none a/n: based on a song that is one of my all-time favorites. This is because our Leo won the poll!

𝐋eo's hair fluttered in the wind as he urged Festus with kicks to go faster, all because he was running late, like really freaking late. The brunette bit his lip as he saw the time on the clock at the back of his bronze dragon's head, and sensing his owner's urgency, Festus let out a huff mixed with a metallic whine.

— She's gonna kill me — he exclaimed, and the mechanical beast growled, steering in an unexpected direction. Apparently, Festus wanted to stop, which Leo thought was the worst timing. — Buddy, not now!

Ignoring him, they ended up right in front of a CVS. What would the parking lot folks think? With any luck, they’d assume Leo had just hopped out of a monster truck, as the dragon's height was the only thing that might make sense to normal mortals.

— What? Is your paw hurting, man? This isn't even for you!

But that wasn't Festus's aim. Now, the dragon felt like the only intelligent being around, though there was no way to tell Leo, no time. He nudged him towards the automatic doors, hoping the son of Hephaestus would be smart enough to figure it out like he always did with Festus’s unspoken needs.

— But... — Leo started to turn around, and the dragon growled, puffing out a bit of hot smoke that made Leo close his eyes in resignation. All he got from that was something like, "Get going, man, hurry up!" So not knowing exactly what for, he went in anyway.

And, oh, god bless CVS.

Right at the entrance was a display with last-minute items. Leo grabbed a heart-shaped box of chocolates and some flowers and the boy ended up clutching them tightly to his chest as Festus managed the speed.

— Thanks, bro – ah! Slow down a bit, I want to get there alive!

Once again, the dragon ignored him, but at least Leo wasn't even later. He hopped off half a block away and walked with the gifts still pressed to his chest. His heart raced even more when he saw you sitting under a tree, reading with headphones on, noticing how you furrowed your brow from a distance.

— Oh, holy Hephaestus — Leo muttered a few meters from you, hiding the chocolates and flowers behind his back, trying to pull off a casual smile.

It wasn’t until his Converse shoes peeked out from under your book that you looked up. He was a mess, his hair all over the place, and you could tell he had taken the fast route, with leaves and trash stuck in his curly hair.

— Hey, babe — he said with a wide smile, trying to keep it casual. You shook your head with puffed cheeks, and he slumped his shoulders, knowing you were mad. But his despair didn't last long as he remembered his ace up his sleeve (or Festus’s paw).

Your boyfriend revealed the gifts and knelt to offer them as if they were the world’s greatest treasures. He had never done something like this, and it seemed fitting since you had just talked about something similar in front of the bronze dragon with a friend of yours. Of course, Festus had been in luggage mode at the time, so no one suspected anything.

— From me, to you, my sweet angel — Leo said with a radiant smile, his cheeks starting to blush. You smiled, took off your headphones, and accepted the gifts, smelled the roses and looked at the box of chocolates. Your boyfriend thought he was in the clear when you gave him a small kiss on the lips. But then, while stroking his hair and giving him another one on the cheek, you whispered in his ear.

— Tell Festus thanks, love. I forgive him. But not you.

[stardust-poet]

Leo valdez x Apollo!reader

Pt2

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A/n: wrote this fic out of nowhere. Definitely didnt start out as a percy fic... let me know if you want a part 2!

Warnings: slight cussing, kinda gore stuff but honestly nothing :)

Enjoy!

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"Again?" You groan as you see Leo stumble through the infirmary door, bloody, bruised, and a shit eating grin on his face, for the seventh time this week.

It's Friday, capture the flag. The infirmary was busier than ever, so Leo showing up (again) was more of an annoyance than a flattering gesture as per usual. You didn't have time for his sassy-sarcastic-filled conversations.

His grin somehow grows wider when he hears your voice, your tone more annoyed each time he walked into the infirmary. it seemed impossible how he could grin like that when he was probably in a hell of a lot of pain.

You checked over the damages. Black eye, minor scratches on his palms, clutching his own stomach, and bruises everywhere. He was probably bleeding under his shirt, too.

It crossed your mind that maybe that was done on purpose, so you had to take his shirt off. You quickly shook off the thought. It was probably not true and just something you made up, right? Right?

"Yeah... yeah, hi." Leo mumbled, the pain evident in his voice. You scoff and look around for one of your siblings to take Leo off your hands. You already had so many patients on your plate. You couldn't deal with Leo right now.

"I'll get Will to fix you up, Leo. I don't have time -" You started to say before:

"No! No... p-please?" Leo whined, vulnerability laced within his tone of voice.

You frowned, a little confused but not giving in.

"Leo Valdez, I don't have time to deal with this--with you right now. There's too much to do, and we're running low on supplies and-and." You cut your rant off with a heavy sigh.

"No," You said.

"Please, y/n? I'm... I'm hurt." Leo pouts, though he sounded serious for once

You groan and grab his wrist, triggering a wince out of him. Gods, he was bruised everywhere.

You lead Leo into an empty room, practically shove him on the infirmary bed, and lock the door.

Leo chuckled and winced, but there was no sarcastic comment on how you dragged him here. This was the most concerning thing of all.

You turn to face him, seeing a grimace on his face though he tried (and failed) to keep a nonchalant expression.

"Rate your pain 1-10." You mumble to him, almost in annoyance.

"0 out of ... out of ten. Wouldn't...Wouldn't recommend."

"Okay, repeating words but keeping a sarcastic attitude. I'll put that at a 9..."

You take Leos arm and inspect the damage. Not much, a few minor scratches, and one bigger scratch, but nothing major. You checked his other arm to find mostly the same things.

"You better be thankful for this, I have so much to deal with right now, and you aren't helping." You said to Leo while rolling up his shirt sleeve to see his left shoulder.

"Yeah, well, gotta see....see, my favorite doctor." Leo beamed, though he stumbled over words. You frowned.

"Where's it hurt most?" You asked gently after seeing nothing major that would cause his stumbling.

Leo pointed to his lower torso.

Shit.

You grimace. This might be a worse injury then you thought.

"Take ... take off your shirt." You tell him, looking away for just a second. Shitshitshi-

Leo grins like the devil and says: "Well, jeez, y/n. Take me out to dinner first." Before slowly removing his shirt, peeling it away from a nasty cut with a wince.

When Leo finally got his shirt over his head, you saw just how many scars he had. Not ones that were fresh and still bleeding, but ones that were months, years old.

Of course, you have scars of your own, but with how many healed scars Leo had... it couldn't be good in any way.

"...damaged goods, I know." Leo chuckled half heartedly. It shattered your heart into a billion different pieces.

"No," you whispered while rummaging through drawers for supplies. The actual bleeding cut on his left lower torso was pretty damn bad.

"You're not damaged goods, leo."

- You grabbed bandages -

"and even if you were, that wouldn't change the way people see you. You -" You cut yourself off, not sure why you were going on this big rant trying to convince Leo he was worth something to someone - to everyone.

It was the truth, but why did you care for the obnoxious, flirty, son of hephestus?

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Yay I'm finally done. Part 2 anyone?

[everyonesonthespectrum]

Today’s Autistic character of the day is:

Leonidas "Leo" Valdez from Heroes of Olympus

Requested by @thejellyfishlounge

[dax-enfinity]

Leo, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often?

Nat, confused: I mean, this is my house, so yeah.