#connor stoll x gn reader

[suguwuus]

★ love bites

*sighs* i miss my man... also will get started on reqs after i post pretty impressive, huh? already set on rewriting hehe

wc: 870

"Have you noticed Michael's hands?"

"They're kinda green honestly, why?"

"That's my fault."

You smacked your boyfriend's arm as he giggled, sounding pleased with himself as he snickered about his most recent prank. Though there was not much reason to be suppressing your noises, as he insisted you sit at the farthest row at the campfire and Michael was leading the singalong anyway so he wouldn't have heard you at all. Unless one of you pushed the other off the log you were sitting on, which could happen anytime. That would've definitely caught more than just Michael's attention.

Luckily no pushing was involved, at least not too much shoving. You whispered and flirted and told jokes and chatted there in the back row. Though you didn't have as much freedom as you would have had at the edge of the woods, you were glad you got to spend time with your boyfriend.

At some point you started rambling about your opinions on the latest counselors' meeting, but you couldn't focus. How could you when every time you looked to the side, you'd see Connor gazing at you like you hung the stars in the sky and rooted the mountains in the earth.?

Your cheeks hurt from smiling so widely and trying to resist it. You'd lose your train of thought every time he'd move an inch beside you. You could've sworn you had the biggest crush on him even after you confessed to each other, even after he said he liked you back, even after the dozen times he'd kissed you at just the right times in just the right ways.

"But that wouldn't be effective, right, because majority of the camp is kids, we wouldn't listen, it won't do much to stop us because we'll keep coming back to do it all over again—what?" You asked, catching him for the millionth time that night just watching you speak. You doubted any words were getting to that head of his as he took your hand.

"You're just damn pretty!" He mumbled, whisper-yelling as he kissed the back of your palm.

"Is it my fault?" You whispered in the same tone.

"Yes." He grinned cheekily, and you squeezed his fingers in response. A moment of silence passed, until he asked, "Can I bite you?"

"What?"

"Can I bite you?" He whispered, slightly louder this time.

"...Okay?"

He giggled, and then continued doing so like an excited child, pulling you closer until there was barely any space between you two. "So cute, sweetie, I love you, hehe, the cutest..." He mumbled words as he pressed kisses onto your skin. You found it endearing until he actually bit the skin on your forearm. Not that it hurt, you just didn't expect the feeling of his teeth on you.

You gasped, but didn't pull away. You watched as he kissed up your arm until he reached your hand, and then continued on each of your knuckles. He nipped at your fingertips with a big grin on his pretty face, and then went on his knees, pulling your legs to straddle his waist while you stayed on the log.

"Didn't think you'd be into this. You got an oral fixation? Or am I just too...sweet?" You started in a low voice as he kissed up your neck, his other hand going to knead your thighs. He nibbled at your neck, collarbones, kissed your cheeks, lips (and left bites on that, too), any exposed skin you were comfortable with him placing his mouth on out here in the open, concealed only by the darkness.

"That's really corny, baby. Maybe you should leave the comedies to me. Gosh, you know, if you weren't wearing long pants right now..."

"But you call me sweetie."

"Yeah."

"Yeah!" You went on, leaving him to his business as he continued, kissing over the spots he nibbled at. Eventually, he slowed down, taking both your hands and cupping his face with them. "Anyway, this is nice. again, unexpected, but it's forgiven because it's you. You think this would look weird if anyone caught us? Nah, I think it should be forgiven because it's you. Is this—what's the word? Cuteness aggression? That's probably what this is. Honestly, I'd prefer you give me a full body bear hug squeeze, but I guess I have no choice but to go to bed covered in—"

"Mhm."

"—Love bites," you finished, beaming at him.

One of his hands went to the small of your back, nudging you to come just a bit closer. Still rubbing circles into your skin, he chuckled. "Love bites? Those aren't love bites."

Your smile faded slightly. "They're not?"

"No?" He paused for a second, then laughed. "Sweetie, do you know what love bites actually are?"

"I don't...I used to think I did, but now, probably not. Wait, what are they? Connor!" You swatted his arm at how his teasing smile quickly grew into a snicker. "I didn't know, okay? I thought it was something else!"

He patted your side, mumbling an apology while holding in more chortles. His eyes glinted with the reflection of the bonfire before he said, "It's alright, N/N, I'll give you real ones next time."

[willsimpforanyone]

haiii can you do hcs of connor stoll and a gn reader?? golden retriever and black cat thing?? and when i mean the reader's a black cat i mean true cat energy as in they're a real softie when it comes to people they like 😭 (physical touch as the love language plz) dating or just crushing/talking stage, it's up to you :D

part 2 - 'i forgot to say this last night but the black cat energy!reader is a child of apollo RAAAAH SORRY I FORGOT'

so cute i love this, don't worry about not including the second part in the original ask, it's all good bby

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golden retriever!connor is just canon i'm sorry

the boy is loyal and hyper and delightful

and we all know golden retriever x black cat is an iconic pairing

your energy when y'all first meet is kinda dismissive like you aren't interested, a little odd for an apollo kid

he's immediately talking to you

all his attention on you

when you start spending more time together you slowly open up to his absolute delight

everything he learns about you he adores

you'll be the first person he wants to talk to you, the one he shows his crafts and plans to

you keep up the facade of being a little indifferent for a while

but it's hard when he's so adorable and sweet and likes you so much

it comes to a head when you see him sitting and talking to someone who's obviously flirting with the oblivious connor

you walk up to them and drape yourself over his shoulders, glaring at the person he was talking to

they make excuses and practically run away from you

connor merely twists his head and presses kisses to your cheek, grinning from ear to ear

from that point on

it's rare to see one of you without the other

the hermes cabin is rarely empty

so connor spends time with you in the apollo cabin

it's common to find you laying across his lap as he explains something that you're half listening to

or connor sat on the floor with prank plans spread about the floor leaning back against the bed

with your hands buried in his hair and legs hanging over his shoulders

he teases you about how different you are with him and your few friends than with everyone else as if he doesn't basically ignore most people in favour of looking at you

you tease him about 'taking him for a walk' when he has too much pent up energy as if you don't occasionally need to go a little bit insane

golden retriver x black cat is such a cute pairing and y'all are adorable

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i very much hope you liked it, thank you for requesting!

[ma1dita]

its 2am and im delirious im so sorry but

jealous! (and maybe clingy!)luke x apollo!reader when he sees the same couple of campers constantly coming to you for medical attention over small scratches or feigned illnesses just to get your attention..and reader is just so kind to everyone they’d never refuse to treat anybody no matter how minor the injury, but it drives luke a little mad teehee 🤭

🐥 also happy (late) birthday jo!!

🐥🐥🐥🐥🐥

luke castellan x gn!apollo!reader

a/n: i will never get tired of bf!luke.

wc: 947

“Be with you in a second, sweet boy!”

Your hands were fiddling with gauze as you brush past Luke sitting on the only empty bed left in the infirmary. And you weren’t even talking to him! Your words were directed to his half-sibling and with all the others waiting for you, it was obvious that you weren’t leaving your shift anytime soon despite his plans for your date night.

“Doc, what about me? I feel sick too,” he mutters into your neck, big hands pulling at your waist and playing with the smock tied around your frame.

“What’s the matter, my love?” You coo, brushing back his mop of hair and looking into his honey sweet eyes. He grins and it’s a bit boyish and quite sinister, all Luke with a definite trick up his sleeve. 

“My heart hurts…. because I pulled a few strings to have dinner with you at the lake and we’re not there right now,” he sighs, hot breath tickling your earlobe, “And I need you to fix me up too.” Cheeky asshole.

You bite your lip and slowly pull yourself away from his embrace, not without kissing the corner of his mouth before the fluttery feeling is weighed down by the reminder of your responsibilities at the sound of a scream from across the infirmary.

The room was filled with campers of all ages vying for your attention and waiting for your gentle hands to tend to everything from a scraped knee to a rising fever (though if you ask Luke, he’s so sure he saw Bradley from cabin 9 standing over the forge in the armory trying to break a sweat earlier).

It was sickening. Someone ought to tell these campers to get in line. Connor Stoll almost skips–excuse me, limps, (now that you’re watching him again) towards Luke with a shit-eating grin at his moody disposition at the fact that he has to fight for your attention.

“Beat it, loser.”

“Baby! Don’t be mean or I’ll ask you to leave. Get up, Connie needs to get his knee wrapped,” you say with a furrow in your brow. Your eyes dart around the room wondering where the rest of your siblings have gone to help you heal these campers, but unlike you, they’ve already clocked out for the day. It’s a wonder how many kids at Camp Half-Blood get brutalized, maimed, or both on the daily, but it’s all in a day’s work of being a child of Apollo.

“Yeah, move it bighead!”

Luke grumbles, rising to his feet and shoving Connor a bit harder than what’s brotherly, so much so that the preteen falls face first into the cot. (Luke thought it was dumb that the kid was acting like a baby since the idiot scraped his knee jumping off the roof of the dining pavilion because Travis and Chris dared him to.)

“OWWW!” he groans, and before you can react, Bradley’s asking for another cold towel and little Lila from cabin 4 starts crying about her sun poisoning from being out in the strawberry field—your shaking hands and wide eyes let Luke know you’re at your limit so he ushers you behind a curtain for examinations.

“Honestly, you’re overworked babe. Take a break,” he says sternly, but softens as you look up at him with a pout and a whole lot of love. He smooths your hair down and hands you a glass of water.

“Just need to see the rest of the patients for the day and send them on their way. I don’t want anyone to be hurt,” you mumble through sips, leaning against the wall and shutting your eyes. To Luke, it sounded like the quicker you get through this the more time he spends with you— and so he moves so quickly that you barely process what he’s doing until you hear various complaints from campers (who are annoyed that their new nurse isn’t as pretty as you and dons a fierce glare and curls that hang over his forehead like a dark cloud).

Nurse Luke models after what he’s seen you do here countless times, but in a way that’s very much his own. He gives out ambrosia and nectar, cleans up booboos where needed, tells Bradley to fuck off and take a cold shower, tapes Connor’s mouth shut, and awkwardly jokes to a kid from cabin 6 that he probably shouldn’t be the one doing stitches or he’ll get a scar that looks like the one running down his cheek. They agree to wait until later, holding bloody gauze to their chin.

By the time you’ve calmed yourself down, you pull back the curtain to see an eerily quiet infirmary (and you’re not sure if they’ve been threatened into silence) but everyone is bandaged, fed and watered—to the best of Luke’s ability. It brings up a sunny smile on your face that reminds him of the first rays of morning light which is a view he never gets tired of, and you finally throw in the towel when Leo and little Will come in for the evening shift. 

A resounding sigh is heard from the infirmary’s patients as you leave with your boyfriend, to which you don’t think much of as you look at Luke like he’s the answer to all of your problems. He kisses you in the doorway like its a cure, whispering sweet nothings and promises of a nice dinner at the lake even if it’s pitch black outside now.

It also serves to those damn kids as a reminder that he’s the one who gets to fuss over you and though he doesn’t like starting fights, boy, does he love ending them, in his own little way.

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hiii

Please can you do connor stoll x reader "you know I like u, right? I mean, I know that you know. And you know that I know that you know... so what are we doing that for?"

hiii I'm so sorry this has taken like half a year lol but I hope you like it! it's mixed in with two other peoples requests for Connor [gn, and child of Athena] <3 <3 <3

strawberries After Midnight [ft. Chappel Roan]

Connor Stoll x child of Athena

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“Hey,” you said, looking up from the clay sculpture in front of you.

“Hey!” Connor said cheerily. You watched his hands carefully as he sat down in the chair in front of you. He spun around in it, went too far, and had to push himself back around to face you. 

He didn’t grab anything and slip it down the sleeves of his brown and cream bomber jacket, so you went back to cutting away slivers of clay around the base of your block. Wet clay got stuck underneath your fingernails. 

You smoothed out the bumps at the bottom, where the legs would be. “Aren’t you supposed to be strawberry picking, or something?”

“Maybe,” Connor sniffed, and kept watching you. His shoes were duct taped together, and someone had drawn smiley faces on them. 

Someone at the back of the arts and crafts shed threw their project at the wall, where it shattered. You ducked a flying pipecleaner and went back to work. Sun shone through the big open wall that looked out over the whole camp, where you could see teenagers hauling boxes of produce around and Will Solace sleeping in a wheelbarrow of straw. 

The Pegasi had been let out of their paddocks, not that fences did much [you still didn’t understand who’d even had the bright idea of putting them up], and they grazed on the long grass. 

You weren’t quite sure what exactly you were making out of the sculpture, but the Aphrodite boy at the front of the room watching dance moms with a satellite phone said that was something called the artistic process. 

You scraped some of the clay from beneath your fingernails when you felt Connor’s eyes still on you, and paused. “Can I help you?”

“Am I being annoying?” He asked with a smirk, resting his head on his arms.  

“Depends on if you brought strawberries,” you said. 

He picked up a little paper basket a naeid had probably woven, filled with the bright red sweet-smelling berries. Then he set the fruit on your clay covered table. It was harvest day, or more accurately, harvest week. You’d done your fair share of berry picking and crate carrying for the day, so you got til dinner off. Connor didn’t. He was supposed to be working. You decided not to dob. 

It’s not your fault. He just had the cutest gap between his teeth when he grinned. Not that you were looking near his mouth, or anything like that. 

You waved your hands around widely, grey water flicking every which way, and started to wipe them down on your pants so you could eat.  

Then Connor held a strawberry to your lips. 

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“Remember to drink some water.”

“Uh hu.”

You squinted at your sister for a long moment. Annabeth didn’t look up from her messy desk. She hadn’t moved in about three hours, hunched over her laptop while she rebuilt and planned out the Ares cabin in sims, since it’d been hit by one two many grenades and lost its internal supports. 

Or at least that’s what she’d called them before she tied her braids up behind her head with her singular grey one and disappeared into the world of adjustable door frames and roof beams. 

You watched her reach for her mini model and knock over a cup of cold noodles.

“Okay,” you said, folding your arms. “Grover just ate all your chapsticks, by the way.”

“Yeah, in five minutes.”

“Aliens totally built the pyramids.”

“Just send Clarisse to beat ‘em up,” Annabeth said, clicking away at her keyboard. All of the keys were covered in stickers from different people. You didn’t understand how she even knew what she was clicking.

You waited for the water in the bathroom tap to run cold, and then filled up Malcom’s strawberry patterned stanley cup. You set it in front of her, grabbed your uneaten chapstick, and your favorite pair of shoes. The night was young, as they say, and you didn’t know how long you’d be on your feet for.

That translated to: Cabin 12 was throwing an end of harvest week party in their cabin that would most definitely end in glittery bodily fluids, yet another blow up animal on someone’s roof, and a terribly planned camp store break in. 

You couldn’t wait. 

“I’m gonna go stare sadly at cute boys and eat hubba-bubba grape flavored cupcakes,” you called out as you left, following the bright colorful lights. Everyone had to pack inside the cabin until the feral harpy night watch distraction was set off. 

Usually that just meant the giant delivery of bird seed and unidentifiable flesh had been opened.  

“...Just kiss him already.”

“I knew you could hear me!”  

Annabeth just mumbled something about bomb proof piping. You left her to it. The grass crunched under your feet, and you walked backwards, slowly, to see the orange and pink streaked summer sky filled with white clouds and the occasional seagull.  

It looked like something out of a melancholy movie about boardwalk thrift stores and putting good friends over bad family. If that made sense. 

The music grew a little louder, as you weaved around the Hephestus cabin, and then the layered marble fountain that was currently housing a small family of goldfish in the basin. 

Hold on, hold on, fuck that

Fuck that shit

Hold on, I got to start this motherfuckin' record over again

The Dionysus cabin was like a little white cottage with a wraparound porch and red trim. Perfectly sweet. Crushed vanilla coke cans scattered the doormat when you crept inside. Leopard print duvets were strung up over the windows, the fluffy red rug in the center of the giant dancefloor was already sticky, and you were certain there hadn’t been this many giant speakers last time. 

Never the less, they blasted out a song that the jostling crowd was already booing too. You raised an eyebrow at the campers. Not a spec of orange was in site, only oversized band t-shirts and spaghetti straps. When there was a chance to wear something other than cargo and neon, it was taken wholeheartedly. 

You looked down at your Valentina-approved outfit. It was speckled in LED lighting, but you liked it. 

“Turn this motherfuckin’ record off!” Travis yelled, his hands cupping his mouth. He bumped into you, then realised it was you, and swung a lanky arm over your shoulder. “Yo!”

“...Yo?” you said, narrowing your eyes when an entire beach ball was tossed over the two of you. 

Travis grinned. He leaned in like he had a massive secret. “Okay, you can’t tell anyone I told you this, especially not you, but Connors got the fattest crush on you, kay?”

You stared at him. 

“Like, what’s that thin’ Drew was explaining at dinner? Heart eyes? His eyes turn, like, uh… massive hearts. So yeah. Don’t tell. Pinkie promise?” He held out his thumb eagerly. You gave him a fistbump and tried not to pass out. 

Travis patted your shoulder triumphantly, and was lost in the sweaty crowd.

You stood there for a moment. 

Psst, I see dead people

Aggressive cheers arose. 

You could totally handle this situation. You could totally pretend you weren’t about to dissolve into a strawberry scented puddle of goo when Connor eventually found his way to you through the clouds of smoke like he promised he would. 

You could totally pretend you didn’t know that he liked you and not just grab onto his very muscular arm and stammer your way through a stupid speech you probably picked up from over hearing dance mums. 

You were totally handling this situation as well as you could handle the thought of Connor being in a five foot radius right now with his adorable tooth gap and very soft jacket you totally weren’t wondering about if it would fit you. 

Maybe if you just hid from him. 

Then you very carefully laid out plans to have fun, possibly get a stick and poke in the bathtub from Will Solace, drink out of date off brand soft drink, then lay on a broken couch outside and watch the sunrise while listening to an overplayed pop song, wouldn’t be ruined by a cute boy.

The beach ball made a return. You ducked it, and weaved past some kid pretending he could do magic tricks. 

“Hey,” Lou ellen giggled. Her wildly curly hair was caught in her earrings. 

“Hi,” you said.

She smelt like something that was definitely the reason there was a general [but probably too low] age limit on these sorts of things. 

“How are you? I feel like I havent seen you in ages, if you could like randomly magically transform into any animal of your choosing that fits into a totally irrelevant category in my spellbook what would you pick?” 

You shook your head slowly, and looked for a victim to pass her onto. “Don’t you think Clovis would look great as a tiny sheep?”

Her eyes widened. “Oh my god, yes!” 

The party continued around you in slow motion and colorful flashing lights. You talked to a few more slightly deranged teenagers and helped Butch pull a pegasus out of the fridge. Whoever was in control of the music had very good taste. The bottoms of your shoes were sticky, and made a little sound every time you walked.

Time passed. A lot of that time was spent hiding from Connor. You spotted him a couple of times and consequently crawled into the empty fridge. One of those times he was holding a pained and grinning Travis by the ear while stomping on his toes, red in the face. 

After that, you proceeded to hurry into the bathroom and lock the door [someone had written ‘Rodrick Rules’ in black marker on it] behind you. 

Will was sitting in the bathtub, cowboy hat pulled low, and a stalk of wheat in his mouth. 

“Wanna stick’n’poke?” 

“No thanks,” you huffed, sinking into the dry tub next to him and pressing your head against the cold tile wall. It helped your stress and flashy lights induced headache. “Do you do lobotomies? Or extract hearts?”

There were about a million candles burning on the bathroom sink, the wax stuck straight to the marble. It made the little room smell like a garden made of lollies. You glared at the roof. 

“Is this about your serious case of heart eyes?” Will asked. You could see his smirk under his stupid hat.

You snatched the open can of sour peach soda from him and took a sip. There were no bubbles left. It tasted like really good soap. “I do not have heart eyes, I have perfectly normal shaped eyes.”

“...Not when Connor’s feeding you strawberries.” 

“What do I do?” you grumbled, toeing the pink bathroom tiles with your sticky shoe. 

“You go up to him, and you ask if you can kiss him, duh,” Will said, drawing skulls on the wall with a snapped pen. He paused. “Actually maybe don’t do that on the dance floor. Drag him outside first.”

You sculled his drink. It made you feel sick. 

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“Cause everything good happens after midnight,” You sang to yourself quietly, between hiccups. 

The speakers were so loud you could hear them from outside. The stars above you spun around in circles when you tilted your head. They stretched out to the horizon, over the ocean you could see in the distance. You knew the constellations, One of your little brothers had them painted on the roof of his bunk bed, but they weren’t coming back to you now. It was chillier now. You put your hands underneath your butt. 

Maybe if the legless couch you were sprawled across had come with a blanket. “I'm feeling kinda freaky, maybe it's the moonlight.”

“I kinda wanna kiss your boyfriend if you don’t mind.”

You spun around, as well as you could while you were squashed in the corner, pressed against cushions that smelt like wine stains and dust. Then you turned back around. “...I love a little uh huh.” Connor put his hands on the back of the couch, either side of your head. You kept your eyes on the stars. “Let’s watch the sunrise.”

There was silence for a little bit, something that didn’t usually happen when the son of Hermes was around. 

You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face as Connor lent over the couch, til he was nearly upside down in front of you. “I found Travis.”

“Right.”

“So you know that I like you now. I mean, I know that you know. And you know that I know that you know now... so uh… what are we doing that for?”

Connor grinned at you hesitantly. It turned to a smirk when he spotted your face. You tried not to stare at his pretty lips and silly little tooth gap, distracting yourself with his freckles instead. He had a lot of them. 

You chewed on your thumb nail, and then moved over, making room for him. He flopped down next to you, sinking in the cushions. Your heart was pounding as fast as the beat playing in the cabin behind.

“I kinda wanna kiss you… if you don’t mind?” You said quietly. 

Connor laughed. He reached out to hold your very hot and flustered face, but you’d already lent in and pressed your lips to his. He was warm and soft and you could feel glitter on his big jacket when you held onto his arms. 

You both pulled back, matching smiles and sparkling eyes. Connor didn’t let go of you. “I would’ve brought you strawberries sooner if i knew that was gonna happen.”

“Shut up,” you muttered, and pulled him further down into the couch.  

'Cause everything good happens after

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A perfectly sober Travis Stoll got a stick’n’poke of the Mona Lisa with a mustache from Will in the bathtub. 

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[psychesalcove]

Hii!! First of all congratulations on 100 followers!! This is a request for the event, could you please do Connor Stoll with the prompt: “gods you always make me blush so damn much”

Thanks 🫶🫶

✧.* conner stoll x gn reader

my posts are completely race and body type friendly (unless stated in title) so no descriptive words here of someone's skin tone or body shape!! feel free to interact:)

part of psyches, 'in memory of those who chose the sea' event !

-> want to participate in the event?

an: thank you so much anon!! conner has been my little (huge) fictional crush for monthsss so i'm rlly happy to write for him! hope you enjoy!:3

'hi pretty,' conner hummed as he sat next to you. you smiled at him and rested your head on his shoulder as a response. the orange glow of the campfire casted conner with warmth, along with you. going to campfire night was always one of your favorite activities at camp; it was also one of the only activities that didn't involve fighting and or getting hurt.

as austin yelled for people to recommend songs for them to sing, conner left the light embrace the two of you were in and looked at you instead of forward. you titled your head at him. 'what?' you mused.

he grinned, dimples appearing amoung the many freckles that adored his face. 'nothin,' he said, still looking at you with this look.

'stop looking at me like that,' you laughed, matching his grin on his face with your own.

it was his turn to tilt his head at you. 'like what?' he asked, seemingly not aware of how he was looking at you.

'i don't know..' you chuckled. 'you're looking at me like i hung the stars or something.' you concluded, still smiling at your boyfriend.

he laughed; that laugh that always made you swoon over him, no matter how long you've been dating. 'you might as well have, pretty girl.'

'oh sure,' you said sarcastically while laughing a little. you watched as his eyes roamed over your frame, a pink hue taking over his cheeks. 'what?' you giggled, noticing how his cheeks got even more pink; and you had an assumption that it wasn't the heat from the fire.

'gods, you always make me blush so damn much,' he chuckled, eyes still having that warmth and love in them; a look you were sure was also in your eyes.

you laughed again. 'well, you happen to make me blush quite a lot to, love,'

he shifted so you were back in his embrace. 'i would hope so, babe," he hummed, giving yout shoulder a quick kiss before resting his head on your shoulder. 'you're like a lot prettier than me, though,' he added.

[moon-tells-stories]

Heart Problems~

Connor Stoll x gn reader

Connor is completely in love with you, too bad you’re trying to set him up with someone else.

Part 2 Dear Diary, I’m an idiot

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Connor knew he had a problem.

He liked to consider himself a pretty self aware person: he knew he was a liar, he knew he could be a bit of an asshole, he knew he would sometimes come off as a bit cold, he knew he was too vindictive, he knew not everyone liked his pranks and now…. he knew he absolutely and completely had a problem.

The problem in question?

He was in love with his best friend.

Now, someone might say “ok, Connor, big deal, everyone gets crushes sometimes”.

But this wasn’t just a simple crush.

People with a crush don’t feel their hearts implode in their chests when they see the person they like smile.

People with a crush absolutely do not feel every single cell in their body beg to see the person they like every time they’re not there.

People with a crush would feel naturally rejected and maybe a bit sad if the person they liked did not return their feelings.

But as much as it would have probably killed him from inside out, Connor just wanted you to be happy, even if it wasn’t with him.

He couldn’t risk confessing to you and ruin your friendship. It was too important, you were too important.

The price just wasn’t worth the risk, he was happy just being your friend, being close to you was enough, seeing you smile at him even if it was platonic was enough, laughing and joking around with you was enough.

(He felt like smashing his head against a wall repeatedly when he remembered that you would never know how much he truly loved you but he pushed the thought down)

After all if there was one thing Connor Stoll was truly good at that was lying.

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The light cascading between the leaves of the tree the two of you were laying against would sometimes fall into your eyes and Connor would feel his heart beat out of his chest.

You were talking about the recent book you had read.

You had always loved reading, your dyslexia made it a bit difficult but when you arrived at camp Chiron taught you how to turn your books into ancient greek texts which helped a lot.

Connor had never really been a fan of reading, partly because of his dyslexia, that every demigod had, but also because he simply found it- boring. He didn’t like staying put and reading required staying still and concentrating, both things he wasn’t very good at.

However he liked listening to you ramble on and on about your favourite books, you could talk about them for hours on end and he would listen to your voice on repeat forever if he could.

(Gods, he was so smitten it was honestly pathetic)

But seeing you so exited about sharing your favourite story with him, he realised that he absolutely did not care about how probably pathetic he was.

“And then! the villain turns out to be….” you trail off for a bit of suspence and he smiles softly.

(he definitely looks like an absolute fool)

“His brother!” you say exited, turning to the book and holding up the page where the protagonist gets betrayed.

Connor smiles surprised “no way, that’s gotta sting-” he says while reading the page you were gesturing to.

(he doesn’t think about how that sound so painfully familiar)

“I know!” you say a mix between excited and frustrated “he was my favourite character too” you groan and Connor laughs “ouch- why do your favourite characters always either die or turn out to be the villain?” he jokes, remembering how in the book you told him about last month, your favourite character sacrificed herself and died.

You throw your head back “i must be cursed- it’s not fair!” you laugh.

(connor wants to record the sound and listen to it forever-)

He grimaces internally at that thought, that wasn’t creepy, right???

He takes your book in his hands, trying to play it cool, trying to pretend that his heart did not flutter at the sound of your laugh “sure, buttercup, i’m sure a god decided to curse every single character you like” he teases you.

You laugh (his heart did not skip a beat- liar) and playfully punch his shoulder at the nickname.

Some voices come from the archery pitch nearby, a few kids of the Apollo cabin joke and laugh loudly among themselves, you glance at them before turning to him with a small smile.

(he pretends not to notice that the smile is not entirely genuine)

“Did you meet the new Apollo kid?” you ask him with a sort of teasing smile that he does not comprehend.

“You mean Remy?” he asks slightly confused, as the counsellor of the Hermes cabin he met lots of new campers that came and went, Remy had arrived last week, they stayed in cabin 11 for two days before getting claimed by Apollo, he wasn’t sure why you were suddenly bringing them up.

“Yeah” you nod, the weird teasing smile still on you lips, “aren’t they cute?” you ask playfully.

Connor is really really not sure what he should answer, it’s not that he doesn’t agree because objectively speaking Remy was indeed attractive, he just never really thought about it and all of this seemed extremely random.

“I guess” is best he comes up with, you laugh slightly “you guess?” you ask between laughs “what kind of answer is that?”.

Connor rolls his eyes and pushes your shoulder playfully “shut up, i just don’t understand this sudden interest in Remy” he tells you.

You shrug, smirking at him (his stupid heart should just explode with how many time it flutters or skips a beat).

You nudge him with your elbow playfully “a little birdie told me that Remy has a crush on you” you wink.

oh.

ohh.

For a second his brain malfunctions… were you- were you trying to set him up with someone?!??!

The worst thing about all of this is that- you look so casual about it. It shouldn’t hurt this much, he knows you don’t feel the same, this isn’t a surprise, he already knew- he already made peace with this fact.

(or at least he should have already made peace with this fact)

Connor swallows his hurt and tries not to think about the way he feels as if a knife had been thrown straight into his heart.

“Really?” he tells you as absentmindedly as he can.

Thankfully he’s a good liar and you don’t notice, you nod happily “yess, and if you want- you can meet them after the campfire near the Apollo cabin” you say smugly.

(the imaginary knife twists painfully in his chest)

Connor would really like to give you a big genuine smile, just make you happy since you seem so exited about this, however the best thing he can muster is a small smile and “i’ll think about it.”

The conversation ends there, you go back to reading your book with a satisfied smile and Connor goes back to dying internally.

He shouldn’t feel this dejected, but he really can’t help it, he’s not sure what’s worst about this story.

The irony that Remy asked the person he’s in love with to set them up together, or the fact that you actually accepted and tried.

He’s not angry at Remy, the new demigod has no fault, and Connor doesn’t blame them or resent them for shooting their shot with him.

(they’ve got way more courage than him, he’s such a coward)

The wind blows softly in his curls and as he looks at you, his heart flutters once more.

The knife twists deeper and Connor curses himself and his stupid stupid heart, Aphrodite, Eros and every other love deity he knows.

But as you smile to yourself while reading a particularly interesting passage in your book he decides that this pain is not so bad.

~~

[itsss4t4n]

Who I write for /Rules

Masterlist

I'm new-ish to writing (i used to write fanfiction when i was like 13. i'm 19 now and write very rarely) but I really wanna do it again.

So this is a list of characters/fandoms I write for as well as some rules for asks. Some things may be missing from this list so if you dont see something on this list, feel free to ask. :))

Do add as much detail as you want to a request and please ALWAYS have at least some sort of prompt, as i'm really not good with coming up with storys on my own yet.

I WILL NOT DO SMUT SO DONT REQUEST IT! I might however do spicy stuff (Nothing more than making out or somewhat implied stuff tho).

My writing will be mostly pg 13 but please still be careful if the fic-warnings include sensitive topics, and i might repost some 18+ things so be careful when navigating my blog.

Please be nice and have manners when requesting.

Also please include what gender/pronouns you want the reader to have (i write for all genders). If its not included I will default it as gender neutral. :)))

I also write poly relationships and AUs.

Some things I will not write include: Pregnancy, toxic/yandere, student x teacher, love triangles.

(Also english isnt my first language, and even though, in my opinion, i speak it really well, if they are any mistakes, thats why.)

Heartbreak high

Harper Mclean

Quinni Ghallager-Jones

Darren Rivers

Spencer "Spider" White

Anthony "Ant" Vaughn

Malakai Mitchel

Sally face

Sal Fisher

Travis Phelps (male or gn readers)

Larry Johnson

Ashley Campbell

Harry Potter

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Charly Weasley

Bill Weasley

Cedric Diggory

Olliver Wood

Draco Malfoy (+6th year only)

Theodore Nott (+6th year only)

Marauders

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Regulus Black

Evan Rosier

Barty Crouch jr

Pandora Rosier

Lilly Evans

Marlene Mckinnon

Hogwarts Legacy

Sebastian Sallow

Ominus Gaunt

Gareth Weasley

Poppy Sweetings

Imelda Reyes

Die drei fragezeichen / the three investigators

Bob Andrews

Peter Shaw

Justus Jonas

Skinny Norris

Twilight

Jasper Hale

Emmet Cullen

Carlisle Cullen

Esme Cullen

Rosalie Hale

Alice Cullen

Sam Uley

Paul Lahote

Charlie Swan

Leah Clearwater

Jacob Black

Pjo

Let me know if you want book or show

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Luke Castellan

Clarrisse La Rue

Selena Beauregard

Charles Beckendorf

Ethan Nakamura

Nico di Angelo (no romantic fem readers)

Rachel Elizabeth Dare

Will Solace

Travis Stoll

Connor Stoll

Hazel Levesque (no romantic)

Jason Grace

Leo Valdez

Piper Mclean

Magnus chase

Magnus Chase

Samirah al Abbas ( no romantic)

Alex Fierro

Blitzen

Hearthstone

Mallory Keen

TJ (Thomas Jefferson jr)

MCU (Avengers)

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Sam Wilson

Natasha Romanoff

Yelena Belova

Peter Parker (tom holland and andrew garfield)

MJ

Wanda Maximof

Piedro Maximof

Clint Barton

Scott Lang

Stephen Strange

Kate Bishop

MCU ( Guardians of the galaxy)

Peter Quill

Daredevil (Season 1)

Matt Murdock

Karen Page

James Wesley

X-men universe

Deadpool

Wolverine

Francis

Xavier

Mystic

Angel

Kurt

Venom

Eddie Brock

DC

Harley Quinn

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson (any version, young justice, robin, nightwing,etc.)

Wally West (youngJustice)

Artemis (young justice)

Roy Harper (young justice)

Disney Descendants

Mal

Evie

Carlos devil

Jay

Benjamin Beast

Chad Charming

Audrey Rose

Jane

Lonnie Fa

Uma

Harry Hook

Gil

Rise of red

James Hook

Hades

Bridget

Ella

Cloe

Red

Morgie

Kingsmen

Eggsy

Tiny Pretty things (Netflix)

Bette Whitlaw

Oren Lennox

Shane Madej (no romantic fem readers)

June Park

Jennifers Body

Jennifer Check

Colin Gray

Ever after high

all characters

Redacted Audios

(no x reader, just ships)

literally all characters

[midnight-pluto]

If that's the case then could you do a Connor Stoll x GN reader (angst, Riordanverse, and one shot form)

The plot could go where Connor tries to get with reader by using pranks or jokes but every time he does this, it actually pushes them away and reader keeps on getting tired of it (,because of how often he does it), so they tell Connor to just leave them alone and how they don't even want to talk with him.

Note: this can be for the follower event but idk if it's already full.

(You can change parts of it to fit your writing and to make it more angst)

Thank you

“JUST JOKES” — connor s.

TROPES: angst

UNIVERSE: riordanverse

PAIRING(S): connor stoll x gn!reader

WARNING(S): swearing, takes place during the pjo series, mentions of injuries, implied character death

A/N: the hardest part about making this one-shot was finding a pic of connor

THE MOMENT YOU arrived in camp and Connor spoke to you, he felt something.

Despite you arriving to camp with cuts and scrapes littering your body he still found you pleasing to look at. Never had he thought such things could still make someone so easy on the eyes.

Though Luke was the head of the cabin, Connor found himself tagging along during your tour of camp and making small jokes about a story that happened there.

And that’s just what they were, small jokes.

At least, that’s how they started.

“Hey Y/N, want some gum?” Connor tilted his head at you with a smile while you were taking a break from volleyball.

Shrugging your shoulders, you put down your water bottle and took the gum. Unwrapping it you see it’s empty with the words:

‘lol you thought >:)’

Written on the inside.

You look at Connor with a deadpan look as he laughs at your misfortune. You throw the wrapper back at him with a small laugh, “You suck.”

Small jokes. That's how you wish they stayed that way.

How many years had it been since you arrived at camp?

How many years have you remained in the Hermes cabin?

How many years had it been that you’ve remained unclaimed?

How many years have Connor’s unrelenting jokes have remained?

Too long.

It’s been too long you’ve stayed at camp, full of constants you loathed.

Connor’s so-called-‘jokes,’ the Hermes Cabin, each day passing by with no glowing symbol above your head showing that the gods cared, you loathed it.

Especially with Connor joking calling you an ‘honorary Hermes cabin member.’

It was just a joke you told yourself. Everyday. Every night. You reminded yourself it was just, a joke. But everyday it was just a reminder that you had the unfortunate gift of being a child of a god. What a joke.

Scaring you by grabbing your shoulders every capture the flag game despite being on the same team? Just a joke. Putting sugar inside a bag of chips he offered you? Just a joke. Tugging your hair every few minutes during dinner? Just. A. Joke.

It was hard to actively avoid Connor when you both shared a cabin, but choosing activities he hated was easy.

“Hey, you avoiding me or something? You didn’t show up to sword practice,” Connor asked while you were sat on the sandy beach, watching the sun set.

“I switched out. Got into archery,” you reply dryly, not bothering to look at him.

“Why?”

“Because I don’t wanna talk to you anymore and I don’t want you talking to me,” you snap, sharply glaring at him who visibly leaned back, “You’re jokes are annoying and you’ve never been funny. Go do the only thing your dad’s known and good for, errand boy.”

You looked at him with a harsh look one last time before walking away from him and into the woods.

That was the last time anyone’s ever saw or heard from you - the aftermath of the battle of the labyrinth.

Until now.

Connor eyes were wide, irises trembling at the sight before him and palms sweaty, but not because of the sword he has held for hours. But because of the person standing before him, “Y/N?”

The eyes looking back at him were full of apathy and void of the twinkle that made him fall in love the moment he first set eyes on you.

You adorned bloodied armor along with golden dust coating it along with an iron grip on your sword, “Connor.” The way you spat out his name made it seem as if it were profanity, hurting him even more.

“Why?” Connor choked out.

“Why what?” you rolled your eyes as if his question was stupid.

“Did… did you leave camp because of me?” he looked at you with sad eyes, catching a glimpse is sympathy on your face before it being wiped back to neutral as if it were never there.

You scoff, “As if I’d leave that place because of something as petty as you’re shit jokes.

“I left because I was sick. Sick of being a faceless kid in a nameless crowd of unclaimed kids. Unloved kids. Kids who their godly parents who thought of them as a joke.

“Always the claimed kids siding with the gods. Must be nice knowing the parent who cursed you with their own burdens,” your voice broke as you spoke, having held back your own thoughts for so long.

“It’s not to late,” Connor desperately told you, an attempt to repent you and his past actions, “It’s not to late to side back with the gods. If we win the war I’m sure the gods are sure to acknowledge you-“

“And then what?! Even if I were to be claimed by them my brothers and sisters would be dead. Gone!” you yell back. “And at my hands as well,” you rasped out, grip tightening around your sword, “It’s to late for me.”

Blinking your tears away, you exhale before running at Connor and swinging your sword at him until the world turned black.

A/N: dunno if the added angst worked, but if it did your welcome! or sorry, for making angst and for a short one-shot

[sawyer-is-not-my-name]

Masterlist

Requests are open, read this before requesting though!

Riordanverse:

Jason Grace x Son of Apollo reader

synopsis: Jason keeps landing himself in the infirmary, just to see the reader. So the reader tells him to just ask him out instead of getting hurt.

Jason Grace x Son of Nike reader

Synopsis: reader ends up in a drinking contest, and ends up drunk. Mostly just a fluff fic

Jason Grace x g/n Reader (requested)

Synopsis: headcannons for how Jason's s/o would comfort him after a bad day

Jason Grace x Son of Nike reader

Synopsis: reader just got glasses and hates it, tries to pretend they don't exist and that he doesn't need them. And Jason steps in and reassures him about the glasses.

Jason Grace x Demi-god male reader

Synopsis: reader has a long day and goes to cabin one and falls asleep in his boyfriend's bed. Jason then finds them.

Jason Grace x Son of Poseidon (requested)

Synopsis: Jason wants to ask out the reader, so he goes to Percy for help, before finally asking him out

Insecure Jason Grace x Male!Reader

(requested)

synopsis: Reader makes Jason feel less insecure about his body.

Jason Grace x Prince of Asgard reader

(requested)

synopsis: the reader is the grandchild of Odin making him the Prince of Asgard. After informing his boyfriend, Jason, of his heritage and who he is, he takes Jason to meet Odin.

Connor Stoll x Son of Nemesis reader

synopsis: Connor has a crush on the reader, but instead of asking him out he pranks the reader who's mom is the goddess of retribution

Connor Stoll x GN! Reader (requested)

Synopsis: Connor spots the reader sleeping and tries to pull a prank on them. Instead he gets pulled into them and ends up getting cuddled.

Connor Stoll x Son and of Athena Reader

(requested)

synopsis: reader has been pulling pranks on him, one prank ends in him asking out Connor. at the end of the date he pulls one more prank on connor.

Percy Jackson x Son of Iris reader(requested)

Synopsis: Percy x son of Iris reader who makes rainbows to entertain people but Percy asks if can show him more of his powers. The reader has a crush on Percy, which makes him nervous around him causing his powers to show.

Percy Jackson x Son of Iris reader (requested)

Synopsis: reader gets beat up, and leaves camp. His mother convinces him to come back as the camp (mostly Percy and Annabeth have been worried about him and upset)

Percy Jackson x Son of Ares reader (requested)

Synopsis: the reader is dealing with survivor's guilt, after coming back from a quest where only he survived. So Percy tries to comfort him.

Percy Jackson x Son of Anteros reader x Leo Valdez

Synopsis: reader has an unrequited crush on Percy, and is heartbroken over it. Leo has a crush on the reader, and he's trying to show the reader he's been here the whole time.

Leo Valdez x Son of Hecate Reader

Synopsis: reader is practicing his magical abilities and getting a bit lost in honing his skill, scared his magic will become him. Luckily Leo is there to find a way to help y/n practice while also making it funner for them both.

Leo Valdez x Demigod G/N reader

masc-coded reader, But I didn't use pronouns for reader

Synopsis: cute fluffy fic, where Leo and the reader cuddle, and our just in their own word in Leo's bunk

Leo Valdez x Son of Apollo Reader

Synopsis: Leo and the reader are hanging out outside of cabin nine, while the Stoll brothers set up a prank right behind you. Too engrossed in what you and Leo are doing you don't notice them, until it's too late. So Leo protects and comforts you after

Leo Valdez x G/N child of Hecate Reader (requested)

Synopsis: reader is working on a project and Leo keeps them company, and as a thank you they make his a gift!

Leo Valdez x FtM! reader

(requested)

synopsis: the reader is introverted and awkward with people. Leo comforts the reader while in public

Leo Valdez x Stone guard GN!Reader

(requested)

request: Leo goes on a quest for an artifact for Hephaestus, and meet the y/n who is guarding the artifact as they are a stone guard. The reader and Leo battle, and after, when Leo has the artifact, Leo tells the reader he’s a son of Hephaestus and the reader sees Leo as a sort of brother. Leo takes them back to camp, as the reader has nothing to guard anymore.

Luke Castellan x unclaimed Son of Apollo reader

Synopsis: reader is feeling unwanted because his godly father who is clearly Apollo hasn't claimed him even when he's been at camp half-blood for a while

Luke Castellan x Male! Reader

(requested)

synopsis: reader tries to find an alternative for Luke, but Luke isnt having it

Will Solace x Son of Ares reader

Synopsis: reader gets into fight with one of their siblings over something they said and it lands them in the infirmary, being taken care of their boyfriend Will.

Will Solace x half-brother reader x Apollo (platonic)

Synopsis: readers mother wants him to do music, but his skills dont align with it. Apollo and Will help him notice it and through it.

Will Solace x Camp Jupiter male reader (requested)

Synopsis: Reader gets cursed by Apollo, because Apollo blames him for the death of one of his kids. Reader falls for Will, unbeknownst to him Will is a child of Apollo.

Will Solace x Older Camper Male!Reader (requested) (platonic)

synopsis: Will Solace x Older Camper Male reader (Platonic). Reader comforts Will after the battle of Manhattan, after losing so many people.

Solangelo x Son of Hypnos reader

Synopsis: Will and Nico can't sleep, so they wake up their boyfriend and have him put them to sleep. Really fluffy fic.

Solangelo x Demigod male reader (requested)

Synopsis: the reader is worried about something happening to Will and Nico while they go on a quest, so he avoids them

Solangelo x Demigod male reader (requested)

Synopsis:The reader makes will and Nico gifts for their anniversary that could end with all three of them cuddling

Nico di Angelo x son of Demeter (requested)

Synopsis: Nico tries to help the reader with planting, but because of his power he ends up killing the plant. So the reader comforts him, instead of getting upset.

Nico di Angelo x Son of Athena

Synopsis: Nico teases the reader about his fear of spiders, by picking up spiders and showing them to him, as well as pretending to throw them at him

Nico di Angelo x Son of Nyx (requested)

Synopsis: reader comes to the realization that they like Nico, and that realization results in them hiding out in the shadows.

Nico di Angelo x GN!Reader

(requested)

synopsis: How they get to know each other. After Nico realizes his feelings he goes to one of the readers siblings to ask for advice on getting to know them in a romantic way. and him “talking” Bianca about the reader

Nico di Angelo x Son of Apollo Reader

(requested)

synopsis: Reader is a son of Apollo, who’s super good at archery and really loves the beach. Hurt/comfort reader is super jealous of the way both Nico and Will are super close with each other and Reader has this huger crush on Nico.

Carter Kane x fem reader

(requested)

synopsis: he doesnt give the reader enough attention and comes to that realization after seeing her feelings get hurt. ends up cuddly amd fluffy

Wednesday series:

Xavier Thorpe x Male reader (requested)

synopsis: Enid and reader are really close and enid finds out both reader and Xavier have taken a liking towards each other and sets them up to have a date

Xavier Thorpe x Male Addams Reader (requested)

Synopsis: The reader is as tall as Xavier, if not taller, and unlike Wednesday, he smiles all the time like Morticia even when being dark and sadistic. But like Morticia with Gomez, he treats Xavier very well and is very affectionate when in private.

Xavier Thorpe x Male Addams Reader (requested)

Synopsis: Branching off the male Addams ask, what if Xavier spent a couple weeks at the Addams household? The reader asks Xavier to join him and Wednesday back home for winter break considering Xavier’s father is nowhere is to be seen. Is it also okay to ask for a slight make out session with Xavier and Y/N with Y/N doming? it’s okay if not!

Criminal minds:

Spencer Reid x FtM! Reader (requested)

Synopsis: reader is feeling dysphoric and Spencer notices, so he researches ways to help them!

Harry Potter:

Draco Malfoy x Younger brother reader

(requested) (sibling)

synopsis: hcs for if Draco had a younger brother

Oliver Wood x FtM! Reader

(requested)

synopsis: The reader is feeling dysphoric and Oliver notices and helps. Ends with reader in Oliver’s hoodie. Either snuggled against Oliver’s Hoodie or flying on a broom with him

Oliver Wood x GN! Reader

synopsis: after the Battle of Hogwarts neither you or your quidditch star fiancé aren’t sure you’ll be making it to your wedding day

Oliver Wood x Fem! Reader

(requested)

request: Oliver wood x Fem reader whos the captain of the Ravenclaw quidditch team. Who’s secretly together but have a rival going on for show.

George Weasley x TransMasc! Reader

(requested) (coming soon)

request: George pranks him all the time and it doesn’t bother him much, until one day he’s already overwhelmed, overstimulated or stressed and he breaks when pranked. So George comforts him.

Hogwarts Legacy:

Ominis Gaunt x GN! Reader

synopsis: Reader is feeling guilty for everything that has happened throughout their fifth year. And their boyfriend Ominis tries to comfort them.

Ominis Gaunt x GN! Reader

synopsis: Reader has a fear of storms especially after, the events of their fifth year. Their husband, Ominis takes notice of it and does his best to help.

Ominis gaunt x GN! Reader

synopsis: reader escapes their trauma in a way Ominis isn’t to keen on

Sebastian Sallow x GN! Reader

synopsis: Reader and Sebastian get into an argument, unlike other arguments they’ve had they can’t seem to forgive sebastian for this one.

[tavern-aa]

Okay, hi, so i saw you write for connor stoll and came as quickly as possible, but can i pls get relationship hc for him w/ gn reader, cuz i need more of him and he is adorable, funny and need more recantation in the fandom, okay that's all bye!!!

A/N: Sweet boy, sweet baby thief boy

Warnings: none

x GN! Reader

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Connor Stoll

So Connor is obviously the younger brother which means he tries to get away with more

So when he saw you he immediately thought 

“Ah yes the perfect pranking specimen”

Turns out, you were not the perfect pranking specimen

You judo flipped this man for even coming near you

And that was only the first time you met

Each and every time you both seemed to run into each other, you would send him a glare and he would just send a wink

See that judo flip either knocked all his sense out of his brain and made him fall for you in that instant or he’s just dumb and has a death wish

You were very oblivious to the fact that he liked you

Before you started dating, random trinkets and objects would just show up on your cot in your cabin

Like every night before bed, there would be a flower on your cot

A different flower every night

At first you thought ‘must be a child of Demeter”

Oh ho ho how wrong could you be

Connor come to you one day covered in flowers as revenge from the Demeter cabin for stealing their growths.

You asked him about it...more like made hella fun of him for it and he just blushed and walked away

Strange, where was his usual retort???

You approach him about it later that day and he just blurts out that he likes you

Travis finds out at the same time having come looking for his brother for dinner

Connor looked crestfallen as his brother walked over, he didn’t want his brother to know because...well they were children of Hermes, and what do they do best?

Steal

You were just kind of shocked that the guy you had been somewhat “rivals” with for the past few months actually liked you

You of course in your shocked state agreed to go out with him much to Travis’s dismay but hey, we’re not here for Travis

When you two officially started to date, things were taken very slow

I mean slow

Like he wouldn’t even hold your hand for the first few weeks because he was afraid he’d be moving too fast and you’d run off to his brother

You quickly put an end to that

“Connor, if I liked Travis, I would be going out with him, not you, okay? There’s no need to worry about things like that.”

He took that and ran with it

The next day, he wrapped his arms around your waist, nuzzling his face into your neck and breathed out a soft “good morning”

That startled the shit out of you causing you to once more judo-flip the guy

He just laid on the ground staring up at you with a goofy grin

“Gods you’re amazing”

He takes you on cheesy dates at camp but during the school year seeing as you are from two different states, he will IM you every Saturday morning just to talk about your week and spend as much time with you as possible before one of you has to leave to do something else.

He loves to cuddle with you on the chillier summer nights in your cabin, your arms around his neck and your head resting on his chest while he plays with your hair.

Nothing could beat this feeling for him, ya know, other than kissing you and holding you so incredibly close it seems as if you are the only two beings in existence, neither the gods or monsters, nor other demigods or even humans exist at that point. Just the two of you.

[groversimp]

PJO Masterlist!

Percy Jackson:

Percy x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Poly!Percabeth x Apollo kid!reader

Poly!Percabeth x Aphrodite kid!reader

Percy x Christian/Catholic!reader

Annabeth Chase:

Annabeth x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Poly!Percabeth x Apollo kid!reader

Poly!Percabeth x Aphrodite kid!reader

Grover Underwood:

Grover x GN!Reader

Jason Grace:

Jason x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Piper Mclean:

Piper x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Leo Valdez:

Leo x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Leo cuddling gn!reader:

Nico di Angelo:

Nico x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Poly!Solangelo x Werewolf!male reader

Poly!Solangelo (kinda) angst

Nico x platonic!god reader

Will Solace:

Poly!Solangelo x Werewolf!male reader

Poly!Solangelo (kinda) angst

Luke Castellan:

Luke x child of Ares (male!reader)

Clarisse La Rue:

Clarisse x reader angst - CHEATING CW!!

Clarisse x reader angst - MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!!

Clarisse x child of Boreas

Clarisse x child of Hecate

Clarisse x reader - Clarisse has scars btw

Tyson (platonic only):

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Sally Jackson (platonic only):

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Silena Beauregard:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Thalia Grace:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Rachel Elizabeth Dare:

Rachel x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Juniper:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Frank Zhang:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Reyna Avila Ramírez-Arellano:

Reyna x Bff!Apollo kid!reader

Reyna x Fem!reader

Reyna x Fem!reader (headcanons)

Hazel Levesque:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Travis Stoll:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Connor Stoll:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Pollux:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Charles Beckendorf:

Nothing yet! Send in a request if you’d like!

Clovis:

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[chasingpj]

𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝

“I don’t know what I would have done without you here.”

pairing: connor stoll x gn reader

requested?: yep!

warnings: nudity, mentions of eating, mentions of stealing

category: fluff, one-shot

Usually, you didn’t condone Connor’s illegal tendencies, but tonight, you didn’t even care. For the first time ever, you were actually grateful for his people skills and quick fingers because, without it, you’d be sleeping outside again. You barely caught the moment he snuck the cash out of that guy’s wallet, but it didn’t matter because you were only concerned about whether he’d stolen enough money for at least a motel or not.

It must have been your lucky day because he had stolen enough to get a motel room for the night, a change of clothes, and food. You could almost cry at the anticipation of finally being able to shower after only being able to wash up in gas station bathrooms in the last few days. You wouldn’t have even cared if you didn’t get to eat tonight; you just wanted to freshen up.

Connor’s suggestion to join you was shy and quiet; you had almost missed it. He had asked to shower with you the same way he asked for a kiss on your first date. Your heart squeezed when you noticed the usual vibrancy in his brown eyes is dimmed by a type of exhaustion that only a beaten demigod could sympathize with.

There was no way you could refuse him and with a silent nod, Connor trailed close behind you on your way to the bathroom. Neither of you spoke, peeling off your clothes in silence and jumping into the shower together as if it was routine.

A soft sigh left your lips once the warm water hits your skin, soothing your tense shoulders. Connor joins you right under the spray with a soft smile, thumb caressing your waist as he brings a small shampoo bottle into your line of vision.

“Close your eyes.” There's a fluttering in your stomach as you comply. Connor was as exhausted as you were, and still, he was taking care of you. If you argued, you knew he would say something along the lines of, “it’s your quest. Let me just do this for you.”

It’s what he’s been saying the entire time; it’s been his excuse to use his skills to get you guys food, a train ticket, or even exhaust his powers to get you to safety. It didn’t matter to you if it was your quest; he’s still had to put in the same amount of work as you did, and right now, you’re feeling spoiled.

His soapy fingers gliding along the curve of your skull almost lures out a moan from your lips. You swore you heard him stifle a laugh, sure that he's noticed your soften knees and the way you melted against him.

Connor takes his time, his touches gentle and considerate as they swipe away any soap that drips onto your face. Through your eyelashes, you catch the adoration in his expression as if he couldn't imagine being with anybody else at this point in time. And considering that you’ve just taken your first shower in the past three days and you haven’t felt particular pretty recently, the small action meant the world.

On occasion, you caught those looks briefly, and they remind you that though Connor isn’t very vocal with his affections, it didn’t mean that it didn’t exist. His love for you flourished in his actions — they live in his complaints when he finds out you haven’t eaten enough, in the good night kisses that last longer than they should, in the shy handholds when you walk together at camp and in the way he doesn’t let go when his brother teases him.

A smile creeps up on your lips as he catches your stare, the other instinctively leaning in for a peck on the lips. The kiss is short but sweet, and it makes you feel warm all over.

He rests his forehead against yours. "You're distracting me."

You giggle at his tone, scolding you as if he was working on a project and not just washing your hair. "Oh, sorry."

You close your eyes again, unable to fight the smile on your lips especially as his chuckle echoes off the bathroom walls. After a while of heavenly scrubbing, he leads you to the water, tilting your head back to rinse it clean before conditioning your hair and repeating the action. Already you feel lighter, the grime of fighting monsters and trudging through forests finally off your hair and down the drain.

Connor pulls away, and you reach for the shampoo bottle to wash his hair, but he stops you. “I’m not done,” he teases, rolling the bar of soap in his hands to collect the suds. “Turn around.”

He’s amused at your initial argument, his hands on your shoulders as he forces you to face away from him. You relax only when he reassures you that he'll allow you to return the affection after you insist it was only fair if you did so.

His soft hands then run down your back, the other stepping close enough to leave fluttering kisses on your neck. The brush of his lips sends goosebumps all over your body, and you sigh, the tension in your muscles unraveling even more.

“Thank you, Con, for everything.” You feel him smile against your skin, but you frown, a part of you unsatisfied with just saying thank you. It didn’t feel like enough. Connor always went the extra mile for you, and no matter what you did for him, you always feel like you’ve never been able to catch up. “I don’t know what I would have done without you here.”

“What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t help you out?” Playfully, you roll your eyes at the teasing nature of his tone. His hands wrap around your waist to press your back flush against his chest, and he nuzzles his face into your neck. A squeal leaves your lips, the action tickling your skin, and Connor chuckles. “Not a good one."

He answers his own question, and your cheeks warm up. As he returns to wash your body, you stare at the brunette in awe. His gaze is protective and loving, scanning down every curve of your body. When his eyes met yours, you cower, flustered that he had caught you staring, and when he gives you that boyish smile that you love so much, you're left wondering how you got to be so lucky.

Yup, I’m definitely spoiled.

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MASTERLIST :

[sibling!reader is in italics and is strictly platonic]

GENERAL:

percabeth headcanons

Conner Stoll Headcanons

Leo gets turned into a toddler for a bit on the Argo II [ik these fics are kinda weird sometimes but this is just hilarious and adorable trust me]

Valgrace angst after Jason's death [with a happy ending] that I wrote with @via-rant

just a daughter of poseidon headcanons

drew tanaka headcanons

Leo Valdez:

I dare you --- Leo V x gn child of Nike/Reader: [part one] [part two] [part three] [part four] [part five]

Delphi Delivery --- Leo V x reader, child of Hermes

Carrot Cake--- Leo V x taller reader

Oreos and Olaf---Leo V x Child of Hypnos reader

leo valdez x child of hypnos!reader head canons

mechanic=lover ---Leo V x Disabled reader

Hotboy/Hotpack---Leo V x gn reader on their period

Burning kisses--- Leo Valdez x reckless!gn reader

kisses kisses love kisses --- Leo V x reader

love is stronger then everything [except Clarrise, of course] ---Leo V x Daughter of Athena reader

Studying no longer means student dying---Leo Valdez x Tutor!reader [making out. a lot]

Leo Valdez x Reader--- Mortal/Apartment AU

just a daughter of poseidon x leo headcanons

poseidon girl x Leo headcanons [again]

leo war angst w happy ending

Nico di Angelo:

just nico headcanons

Redecoration---Nico di Angelo x Son of Dionysus

Chocolate cream & iced honeycomb---Nico x Monster Reader

Don't take it to heart---Nico/opposite aesthetics sibling!reader

red roses and ghost flowers---Nico x flirty son of Eros

You don't have to be sorry for doing it on your own---Nico x reader with a shitty mum [fluff, dw]

child of nyx reader and nico diangelo head canons

Drew Tanaka:

daughter of hermes x drew tanaka headcanons

Jason Grace:

Big Brothers big sisters Best Friend---Jason G x punk!fem reader

Fairy lights and polaroids---Jason Grace x Child of Apollo reader

Romeo and Julieting---Jason Grace x reader [soundtrack: Olivia Rodrigo]

There's still a trace of body paint--- Jason x Body paint artist!reader [London Boy-Taylor Swift]

Violent In-laws--- Jason Grace/ Punk male or gn werewolf! reader

he was raised by wolves - Jason G x child of Nyx reader/animal lover

Percy Jackson:

rules orders kisses instructions---Percy Jackson x roman child of Disciplina

Sea salt kisses---Percy Jackson x reader at the beach

Percy defends reader from the camp menace

Connor Stoll:

Cafe au but it's not an au--- Connor Stoll x gn mortal!reader

Connor Stoll x clumsy/shy!Daughter of Apollo

strawberries After Midnight [ft. Chappel Roan] Connor Stoll x child of Athena

Annabeth Chase:

Bite me, bitch boy--- Annabeth Chase/Protective older sister!reader

Will Solace:

Will Solace/younger sibling having a panic attack

just will solace headcanons

[annaraejackson]

You Have Something In Your Teeth

Pairing: Connor Stoll x gn!Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of battle, injury, blood, embarrassment

Words: 2,400

Summery: Connor is crushing on Y/N and saved them during the Battle of Manhattan, and Y/N goes to find Connor when they get back to camp to say thank you but it goes wrong for Connor

It was the Battle of Manhattan, and all of Camp Half-Blood was fighting to the best of their abilities. You stood alongside your peers, the friends you have come to know over the past few years, fighting bravely against the hordes of monsters that stood in front of you. Sleeping mortals littered the area around you, even though you and your friends had done your best to move most of them to safety. There had just been too many mortals in the city of Manhattan for that to be done.

You fought, holding your weapon tightly in your hands, stopping for a moment to catch your breath. Your hair stuck to your forehead underneath your helmet, breathing heavily. Sweat dripped down your face, your back soaked. You desperately wanted to sit down, just to breathe for a moment until you gathered even a third of your strength back to rejoin the fight. You noticed a group of telekhines making their way down a side alley that nobody had been covering, a large oversight in your opinion, and you took off running for them. You knew that if they made it through the alley they would be able to make their way to the Empire State Building, and even more importantly, Olympus.

“Hey! Flipper! Over here!” You shout, grabbing a stray shoe that was in the alleyway and throwing it, managing to hit one of the telekhines in the back of the head with and holding your sword in hand, glaring down at the seal-like monsters. “And where do you think you’re going?!” You sneer, standing tall through your exhaustion.

The monsters turned and glared at you, all of them baring their ugly teeth as growls sounded from their chests. “We are going to take over Olympus-” the middle telekhine said, “-and we are going to pave the way for Kronos to destroy the Olympians and take his rightful spot on the throne!”

The telekhines charged at you, and you instinctively raised your shield and charged back at them, holding your shield out to block their initial attack before swinging your sword around, lunging at the telekhine on the right, but making sure to keep an eye on the other two seal monsters. You had faced much worse than them during your time at camp, but you knew these particular monsters could be slippery.

If you somehow managed to let even one of them get away and to Olympus, that could potentially spell disaster for your injured friends that were being kept at the home of the gods.

You focused intently on your mission, your body begging for rest but your mind fighting through it. There was no way in Hades you were going to just give in now—not when your camp needed you most. Soon, the three telekhines that had been in front of you were just a gold dust on the ground of the alleyway, your breath heavy as you gripped your sword and shield in hand.

The battle behind you continued to wage on, and as you began to turn around you felt an intense dull pain in your side, and for a moment you thought you had gotten punched. You looked down, seeing a gaping wound in your side which spilled out blood, your nerves finally catching up to you as you felt the sharp pain. Within seconds, you let out a scream as you looked up with wide eyes, seeing a fourth telekhine that had come up behind you, one that you hadn’t even known had been following.

“Nothing can stop us.” The telekhine sneered at you, it’s teeth bared as it watched your every move. You placed one of your hands up against the nearby dumpster in an attempt to steady your already weak body while the other gripped your side, a sad attempt to hold back the blood loss, your knees giving out and causing you to collapse. You looked up at the nearly 7-foot-tall creature, which held it’s sword—glistening red with your blood—high above you, ready to strike down its final blow.

“Wanna bet?” A voice behind the telekhine said, and then suddenly a point showed through the creature's neck, it’s ugly eyes wide in surprise before it burst into dust, revealing Connor Stoll behind it, his chest heaving as he gulped in large breaths of air.

He wasn’t wearing a helmet, so his curly hair hung in his eyes and was sticking to his face and neck due to how much he was sweating, his arms glistening as he gripped his sword double-handed and his feet spread apart ever so slightly to help aid him in his balance. Normally, you never saw Connor without a grin on his face, laughing at some joke or pulling some prank, but today he looked almost terrifying. His lips pressed into a hard line, his face showing no emotion, and his eyes showing nothing but a sheer determination.

In a sick way, he reminded you of his brother, Luke. And you were suddenly very thankful that he was on your side.

As Connor studied you, his expression softened and he placed his sword back in the sheath, taking a few large steps over to you before he knelt down. “How badly are you hurt?” You didn’t say a word, knowing that if you did, you likely wouldn’t even make sense, moving your hand so he could see the wound. The edges of your vision began to blur, and you fell forward.

Connor managed to catch you, holding you in his arms. “Hey- Hey it’s okay! Don’t worry, you’re going to be fine.” Connor looked up and around, trying to think of what to do before he suddenly got an idea. “I’ll be right back- please don’t die while I’m gone.” He said, gently laying you down before he disappeared.

Wow, you thought, he truly has a way with people.

You managed to follow his request and not die, but you did lose consciousness.

You woke up some time later on Olympus, and spoke with Will Solace about what had happened. He explained to you that Connor Stoll had brought you to Olympus himself, but how he hadn’t been able to stay for very long since his troops needed his help. You had wanted to go find him and help in the battle more, but Will wasn’t sure you were healed up enough to rejoin the fight.

However, luckily it seemed like you weren’t needed in the fight after all. The war was won, and soon all the demigods were taken home, the most injured first, and then as many as possible. The rest of the day went by in a blur, although you scanned all the demigods you saw to see if you could track down Connor, however it seems like you just didn’t have the luck.

Once you were allowed to get up and leave the infirmary, you decided to start on your mission to find Connor to talk to him, going up to anyone you could find to ask if they knew where he was. One person said they had seen him at the Big House, but you didn’t see him there. Another said the camp store- again, out of luck. Finally, you just decided to check out his cabin to see if he was there.

You went up to the large building and knocked on the door, and you heard Connor inside talking with someone, likely Travis. “Connor?” You called, and suddenly the room went quiet. You heard what sounded like muffled arguing, and then the door swung open.

“Hey, Y/N! What do I owe the pleasure?” Connor asked, leaning against the doorframe as he looked at you, his hair disheveled so you figured he hadn’t been in the cabin for too long before you showed up.

“Hey, Connor. I just wanted to stop by and tell you thanks for saving me back there… if it wasn’t for you I don’t think I would have made it.” You said sincerely, kicking your foot back and forth as you looked at him, about to continue when you noticed his mouth was turning… black? You glanced behind Connor’s shoulder and saw Travis who looked to be biting back a laugh, rubbing his face.

“Oh you don’t have to thank me- if it wasn’t for Cecil then Will wouldn’t have been able to meet us halfway to give you ambrosia and nectar, which was what saved you for us to get you to Olympus and really patched up.” Connor said, rubbing the back of his neck as he shifted side to side awkwardly, but you still couldn’t help but glance down at his mouth which was, gradually, turning a darker shade of black.

“But I do have to thank you, that telekhine would have killed me if it wasn’t for you and your quick action… I really owe you one.” You said, biting the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing. Dear gods, you had wanted to give this guy a heartfelt thank you but now you were having to force yourself not to laugh. Be serious, Y/N.

Connor’s face turned a shade of pink and he looked down at the ground between his feet, in embarrassment. “Well, I’m just glad I could help you in time. I had seen you head towards the alley and thought you could use some backup, especially when I saw the telekhine stab you…” Connor’s voice trailed off as he thought back to that day, and you bit your lip.

Neither of you spoke for a brief moment, and you figured you should get out of there before you burst out laughing from seeing how black his mouth was again. “I should go, I gotta help with some after war stuff… I’ll see you around.” You said, giving Connor a smile before you began to turn around, but then you thought that maybe you should tell him about what was going on, so you turned again to face him. “Hey, Connor?”

Connor perked up a bit, looking hopeful. “Yeah?”

You paused, then chuckled. “You have something in your teeth.” His face fell, and Travis started laughing as you smiled at him, waving before turning to head off and do what you needed to do.

CONNOR’S POV

~~A Few Minutes Earlier~~

Travis and I had just gotten back from going to the Big House to check out the attic, examining our loot before we went to put it away. “So, what are we going to do now?” I asked him, laying back on my bunk and closing my eyes, wanting to rest after the past few days stress, making a face when I felt something hit my face so I opened my eyes and looked at him.

“We are going to try to raid some of the other cabins. Right now would be the best time to-”

At the front of the cabin, there was a knock on the door, so we both immediately stopped talking, hoping that whoever was at the door hadn’t heard what we were talking about. “Connor?” It was Y/N, and immediately I sat up and began to panic.

What did they want? They don’t sound upset. Then suddenly I realized something: my breath probably stank. I had been so busy these past few days rushing around trying to make sure everyone around me was safe and taken care of that I hadn’t had the time to brush my teeth since at least a couple days before. Yeah yeah, gross, but when you’re in a war you kind of just do what you have to do. “Dude, give me some gum.”

“What?”

“I know you keep gum on you, give me some gum.” I said, reaching over and patting his pockets, trying to find which pocket he kept his gum in. Travis had a weird fixation on gum, so he almost always had some on him and when I needed some I usually just took from him.

“Get your own!” Travis said, trying to shove my hands away, although it was too late, I had already grabbed the box and pulled out a piece. “Connor seriously I don’t think-” I popped the stick of gum in my mouth, and Travis let out a frustrated sigh. “Fine, okay.”

I took a moment to chew the gum, then I went over to the door and opened it. The interaction was pretty short, and honestly it touched me. I had been worried about them ever since I found them in that alleyway, and I was glad that they came over to find me. I was actually thinking of calling out to them to ask if they wanted to see a movie with me sometime or something when…

“You have something in your teeth.” My heart absolutely dropped. Did I have some food or something in my teeth? Travis started laughing from behind me, and Y/N turned around and headed off, so I immediately turned and bolted over to one of my sister's bunks, digging around in it to find her mirror that she used for when she did make up. Once I found the mirror and held it up, I screamed.

My entire mouth was black. Oh. My. Holy. Hermes’. Headphones. My lips were stained a dark grey, not quite black but almost there, and my teeth were black as was the entire inside of my mouth.

I spun around, glaring at Travis who was holding his stomach, doubled over from laughter. “I told-” He wheezed, “I told you to stop taking-” he wheezed again, nearly falling over this time.

“It’s. Not. Funny.” I huffed, going to spit the chewed up gum in the trash can, the wad of gum pitch black as well as the spit that came with it. “That is so embarrassing, oh my gods. I was gonna ask them out, Travis!” I said, grabbing one of the pillows off the ground and throwing it at him, but he caught it easily.

That only seemed to renew the sense of hilarity my brother was feeling, because he started laughing all over again. “Maybe this will teach you to stop taking my gum!” He laughed, throwing the pillow back at me before he left, and I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste, following him out and going to the bathhouses to brush my teeth.

[marswr1tes]

connor stoll dating hcs

requested? yes / no

request: Hey came across ur lercy fic it’s great btw and I was wondering could u do Connor stoll x reader fluff thxs

pairing: connor stoll x gn!reader

author's notes: i'm glad you liked my lercy fic anon!! and anything for you bestie, of course i can do some connor fluff. i hope its okay that it's headcanons though xx. (header creds)

warnings: slight nsfw?? not really though, i just say connor's an ass guy. also curse words and mentions of vaginas and periods. nothing in graphic detail.

tags: @stylishharry

word count: 575

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- first off,

- a goddamn god in disguise

- have y'all seen that hottie? no? GET ON IT

- moving on to the actual hcs, his love languages are gifts and teasing/pranks<33

- before y'all started dating, he pranked you a lot

- (not super bad pranks he just wanted your attention jshsjsh)

- when you started to prank him back he went "!!!" and then made an elaborate scheme of some sort to ask you out

- he won't date someone if travis doesn't like them, so when travis was like "dude go ask them out" he schemed. he mf schemed so hard.

- he adores when you play with his hair or lightly scratch his scalp

a literal puppy

- thrifting

- he as this fun thing where he sees basically any item and is like

- "hm, you know who'd look good in that? my babe"

- and next thing you know there's a lanky lil' elf running towards you

- HEY🗣️ LISTEN🗣️

- SHOWERS TOGETHER

- imagine how soft n cuddly 🥺🥺🥺

- subtle sweet touches

- massaging in body wash or shampoo/conditioner

- sighs of happiness

- just pls let me date him god

- even for like 5 minutes

- he gives off mpdb vibes

-OH MY GOD DYING HIS HAIR

- DYING YALLS HAIR TOGETHER IF YOU'RE INTO THAT??

- oh speaking of hair dye

- y'all most definitely have dyed travis's hair before

- maybe once

- maybe twice

- maybe more

- tbh he should know y'all will hit him with it at any chance you get by now

- connor is a HUGE ass man

- i will NOT receive criticism on that

- ✨making out on rooftops✨

- if you have a vag and you get periods im gonna be the first one to tell you

- he kinda gets the ick from it

- which, understandable, i mean you are uncontrollably bleeding from a random hole in your body for like a week straight

- but that doesn't stop him from comforting you!!

- want him to rub your tummy? he's on it

- want him to cuddle you? he's o n i t

- want him to carry you around everywhere so you barely have to move?

- HE'S ON IT

- also, pda king!!

- will probably makeout with you anywhere and everywhere

(unless you're uncomfy with that sort of thing)

- surprise kisses

- random kisses

- kisses kisses kisses

- he's weirdly good at planning dates

- like you'd think he just be like "oh look a random fun place let's go"

- but no

- he spends a lot of time planning them out

- he is SO jealous

- he tries not to be, but he can't help it

- one time your (male) friend gave you a kiss on the cheek as a greeting, and connor LOST IT

- he's somehow trained himself to kiss you, even in his sleep

- you hadn't realized this until you knew he was dead asleep, crawled into bed, and like 2 minutes later, he reached over to spoon you and kissed your forehead

- and you were like ???

- so you tried to see if he was awake by whispering his name

- but lo and behold

- he was still dead asleep

- he gets so insanely distracted by you

- it's terrible because he already has trouble paying attention in the first place

- but it's great, because if y'all go to school together and he knows absolutely nothing, that means 💘💝💗💓💞💟💕study dates💕💟💞💓💗💝💘

- hear me out:

- jokingly calling each other daddy

- also i won't elaborate on this cause its a given but pranking each other and being mean to each other <3(affectionately)

tldr: SIMP

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Hiiii, hope u're doing well :)

Can I request a slow burn-strangers to lovers connor stoll x mortal reader please?

( no headcanon, just a one shot 🫡)

Like how they met, their first kiss... AND connor reveling he's a half blood

A fem reader or gender neutral is okay

Okay so this has been sitting in my drafts since the stone ages but I had a burst of motivation so here's 2.9k of teasing and fluff

It's not really a slow burn because it's a one shot but it's implied that it happens over time so yk yk. And I checked all the boxes you get first interactions a make-out session and the big reveal :)

<3

Cafe au but it's not an au--- Connor Stoll x gn mortal!reader

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“We’ve got a new kid today, you wanna show him the ropes?”

You finished ripping the receipt out of the machine and smiled politely at the customer who took their change and moved to the side. The receipt made a tearing sound as you pushed it onto the metal spike [you didn’t actually know what it was called, you realized], and then spun around, “oh thank god, yes please.”

“That’s what I thought,” Maria chuckled, wrapping an apron around her middle and pining his name tag to the front of the green material that had an odd shaped stain on the pocket. “You hate the till.”

“Who doesn’t?” 

“Hopefully the new kid, he should be here in a minute, I did say four thirty.” He looked up at the clock behind the queue of customers waiting for their coffees that read four forty, and then glanced towards the glass doors.

“What’s his name?” You ask, resetting the price on the cash register and taking off the stupid little cap whoever was at the til had to wear. You groaned, “oh please don’t tell me it’s his first job, i can’t explain how to count change to another pimply little-”

“It’s his first job, just moved to New York,” she said, lifting up a sticky note and reading the note underneath it on the whiteboard near the mops. “And his name is… Cecil Markowitz.”

“I’m here, I’m here!”

“We noticed.” Maria muttered drily, pulling the cap over her jagged strawberry blonde hair. 

A blonde kid, maybe fifteen or so, panted on the other side of the counter. He was in a school uniform that he tugged a black hoodie over the top of as he spoke at the speed of light. “Sorry, my brother had to drive me and he ran like four red lights so we wouldn’t be late but then-”

“Then you shut up so your amazing big brother —who did not have to drive you here by the way, I have other things I could be doing— wouldn’t get arrested?” Another boy asked with a raised eyebrow, swinging car keys around his pointer finger. You had to pay a little more attention to him than the bouncing blonde currently eyeing the tip jar, because wow, the jawline he had…

“You have to look after us Connor! That’s the whole agreement!” Cecil hissed up at his brother. 

“Zip it, short stuff.” Connor [you liked the name] smirked, then turned to you. His eyes widened for a moment and you ignored the fact you immediately noticed they were blue. He blinked a few times and then cleared his throat, “Um. uh, I’ll get a black coffee… please.”

You just shrugged at him, and motioned for Cecil to follow you into the kitchens, where the fridge foods were whipped up. “Don’t order from me, I'm showing short stuff around.”

A look of horror dawned on the new employee’s face. “No, not you too!”

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“I’m sorry, but we don’t serve pizza here, there’s a dominoes a few blocks away if you-”

“No, I want to order one here, thank you.” The customer said to you with a frown and that patronizing look you got ten times a day just for being a teenager. “I know what I’m talking about, I’ve gotten pizza here a million times, and I'd like two large meatlovers.”

You stared blankly at the woman in front of you for a moment and wondered if it was too late to drown yourself in caramel sauce just so you wouldn’t have to deal with this lady. You take a deep breath and bring out that perfectly fake smile again to-

“Oh Fucknuggets! Miss, that chick just ran off with your purse! You’d better go chase her down!”

“What?” She shrieked, and reached for her big red leather bag and went pale under her orangey powdered face. “Oh for heaven's sake!”

The woman was out the door immediately, chasing down four different people that had just left the cafe. She waved her arms wildly and wailed like a duck that had just been stepped on.

Connor watched her leave with an amused expression on his face you had to quickly pull your eyes away from. He reached into the pockets of his spiderman hoodie [SpiderHam, to be specific] and pulled out a blinged up silver purse, flicking through the contents with interest. 

He turned to you and held up an ID card with that smug expression that made your stomach feel like you’d had too much bubble tea. “I reckon I could pull it off, in the right lighting.”

“I’m gonna pretend I didn’t see that.” You said quickly with your eyes narrowed, but Connor pulled the wads of cash out and stuffed it into the tip jar as he turned to the glass double doors. 

“Hey!”

Cecil nearly stumbled into another customer and you motioned to the back of the cafe, pulling his apron off the rack and handing it to him as he took off his yellow beanie, which for some reason had a lot of little sun’s sewn around the edges. “Hey short stuff, you can start by taking the trash out.”

He visibly sunk, tying the apron around his middle and sighing. 

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes. “Definitely don’t go over the fence to the back of the dollar store because it would be a terrible idea to see the baby racoons living in the recycling bin.”

Connor grinned, watching his little brother speed out of the room with black bags of rubbish in his hands. “So… Can I order from you today?”

“As long as it’s not a pizza, go ahead.”

“...What’s your favorite?” Connor asked, leaning on the bench littered in plastic cup lids and receipts, with his chin in his hands. He was lucky there wasn’t a queue behind him, but you probably would’ve let him sit there and distract you anyway.

You just tapped away at the ipad, sending the last of the order’s over to Maria, who was making one of the matcha teas. “Not a black coffee, if that’s what you're asking.”

“No seriously, what is it?” he said, and you felt yourself get hot when he glanced somewhere a bit lower than your eyes. Not in a gross way, but holy shit when did his own eyes get that lidded? “Maybe I’ll try it sometime…”

“Are you asking to kiss me or do you actually want an iced strawberry tea?” You blurted out, hand frozen over the screen in front of you. 

Connor went red in a matter of seconds and shot up, his eyes certainly not lidded anymore. “Oh look at the time I have to go make sure my goldfish doesn’t drown,” He yelped, tripping over untied shoelaces and scrambling to the door. 

“Careful… You’re looking at him like you look at those racoons.” Maria muttered as he walked past with a little grin.

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You dumped your school bag on a bench in the corner of the kitchen, but before you could ask Jerry if there was a new order you were supposed to pick up some new ingredients [the amount of times Connor ordered a black coffee when he dropped off Cecil meant they were seriously out of it[, someone banged on the back door. 

It was pouring with rain outside, but you eased open the door and peaked out into the stormy weather, then frowned at the figure. “What are you doing back here-”

You stopped in your tracks and choked, nearly dropping the drink in your hands. Cecil rubbed his hands together to avoid frostbite, a thin line of blood down the side of his face. His hair was stuck to his forehead, and thin patches of golden powder covered it, and his clothes.

He grinned, wiping his nose. “If it’s any consolation… This isn’t my blood?”

“Maria’ll clean you up, go.” You open the door properly and shove him into the warmth, then shut it behind you and step out into the biting wind that ripped though your green apron, and marched up to the car parked near the dumpster.

Holding your hand over your eyes so you weren’t blinded by the headlights, you yelled at the driver. “Why the fuck did short stuff just come out of a fucking apocalypse movie?”

Connor leant over the passenger seat and opened the door with a totally fake innocent smile. You didn’t think he could look innocent. Hot, on the other hand…He still looked hot with blood smeared across his cheek and something shiny underneath his fingernails, apparently. He shrugged one shoulder “I mean, it isn’t our blood?”

“Connor.” You muttered, crossing your arms and squinting through the mist swirling around your feet. You looked down and had to step out of a puddle with a grimace. 

Connor blinked and replied instantly, as if this was something he had to do a lot. “Do you want the technically legal version, the version that’ll make you happy, or the-”

You cut him off and glared, rain clinging to your eyelashes. “The truth.”

Connor thought for a moment and then gave you an apprehensive look. “There was a feral Harpy in the backseat of the car that popped out when we got to the intersection two blocks over.”

You sighed. “I said the truth-”

“You don’t believe me.” His voice was faint, and somehow hurt. He sounded resigned though, like he was expecting it. The look on his face made you want to climb into the pretty beat up car and grab his face and tell him you believed him so much and forever just so he’d look happy again.  

Maybe if you let him talk. He could be referencing something you hadn’t seen, you reasoned. “Was the harpy like a monster or a furry?”

“Well when you think about it harpy’s really are just furry’s, but yeah it was an actual monster.” Connor said simply, and then he chewed on his thumbnail nervously “Uh, do you wanna… hop in? You look like my brother when he stuck a huntsman in Annabeth’s pillow case.”

“What does spider pranks have to do with being soaked?” You mutter, not really meaning for it to be a question. You climbed into the passenger seat, brushing pools of water off you and wiping your nose. 

“You can’t even imagine.”

You raise an eyebrow at Connor. “I work in customer service, try me.”

“My dad is a god.” He blurted out, then froze and turned away from you with an odd expression, his gaze trained on the rain outside.

“Are you talking about the Romans and the Egyptians, or are you Jesus?”

“Greeks, actually.” Connor said through gritted teeth, then his eyebrows shot up and that familiar tone you might have thought about a few times seeped back into his voice. He untensed and grinned at you“One of my buddy’s did come back from the dead actually… but I don’t think Jesus would like him very much.”

“Why?”

“He’s dating one of my other buddies.”

“Oh.” You blinked, but you weren’t really sure what this conversation had to do with Connor and Cecil being attacked. “Good for him.”

“My dad’s Hermes.” Connor said suddenly, sucking in a breath and closing his eyes. When you didn’t answer, too focused on the way his face looked when he scrunched up his eyes, he glanced at you again with a cautious smile, as if your reaction really mattered to him.  “Surprise?”

You thought for a moment, actually considered it, and “Yeah. That checks out,” 

“Whaddaya mean? I don’t have wings on my shoes!”

“Isn’t he the god of like, traveling and stealing shit?” You ask, smiling back at him as reassuring as you could, soaked to the bone sitting in a boy’s car six minutes before your shift started. “Dude, you drive your brother back and forth across New York four times a week. And you stole that lady's purse.”

‘Oh yeah. That was fun,” he sighed, and sunk in the driver's seat. He pressed the back of his hand to his forehead and closed his blue eyes, relief painted across his face.

You wiped your nose again, sure that you’d get a cold tomorrow just from standing in the lovely New York weather for more than a few seconds. A song played on the radio quietly, and you recognised it from the playlist Maria played on the speakers in the cafe sometimes. 

The lyrics went something like ‘I rob and I kill to keep him with me,

I'll do anything for that boy’. When you looked over at Connor, you gulped.

Connor glanced at you from underneath his hand, and then looked down at the drink still clutched in your hands. The pink tone of it matched the fluffy strawberry’s hanging from the rear view mirror, and it was making your fingers hurt with the cold. 

He smirked. “Are you supposed to drink while you’re working?”

“You make it sound like I'm doing shots behind the counter.” You shot back with a glare, and then felt your face heat up as you spoke. “And uh… it’s not… I didn’t make it for myself.”

“There’s an angry old lady in there, you know?”

This was excruciating. You ducked your head and bit your lip a little, looking out the window so you wouldn’t have to see Connor’s face when that stupidly hot smirk spread across his lips. “Uh… I didn’t make it for a customer, either…”

“Is that-”

“Yeah, whatever.”

Connor was wide eyes and slack jawed when you turned back to him, a dark blush across his cheeks that you wanted to take a photo of because goddam he was cute, but you knew you wouldn’t be forgetting the sight any time soon. He opened his mouth to talk, his eyes no longer at, well… eye level. 

You put the drink into the holder between the seats and followed his gaze. “Just kiss me.”

You hadn’t seen that smile before. 

His hands were so warm on your jaw, as hot as the tight feeling in your chest that melted quickly. It happened so fast you couldn’t really register anything until you realized Connor was halfway between your seats with his teeth on your bottom lip and his soft hair threaded between your fingers. 

You used it to tug him closer, as close as he could and then more, because he was warm and soft and you could feel his grin through his lips that moved against your own in rhythm that ebbed and flowed. He slid his hands off you and you nearly pulled them back, until Connor was hugging you tight around your middle, his fingers knotting through the bow tied on your apron. 

You chewed on his lip, which felt puffy and pulsing under your touch, but you kept kissing him, breaking away every few seconds to breathe, but you couldn’t not press your lips along his jaw. He was just too much. You had to kiss him everywhere and pull on his hair and tilt his head back and melt into his touch like you’d die if you didn’t. 

Connor sighed into your mouth and gulped, you could feel his Adam's apple bob under the palm of your hand as you pushed him back gently by his neck. You got up on your knees as he blinked once or twice, like he’d been in a trance. “You took that all very well,”

“Don’t worry, I’ll freak out later when it sinks in.” You muttered back, pushing him back into the driver's seat where he’d begun. He made an odd noise and tightened his arms around your waist, ducking his head and when he pouted you couldn’t help but slide over the cupholder and sit on his lap, as if you hadn’t been planning to do so the whole time. 

Then he frowned, “Wait, you’ll freak-”

“Shhhh,” you said, pressing a finger to his soft lips. He shut up immediately. You glanced behind you at the console, checking the time. “I have four and a half minutes til I have to start, we can discuss this later.”

“Deal,” Connor breathed, dragging your hands down to his neck again and looking up with vague out eyes. You grinned at him and went back to wiping that stupid smirk off his lips.

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“Your boyfriends here.”

You looked up from the kitchen counter you were wiping down after an accident with the tub of coconut shavings, “Why?”

“I’m assuming he’s here for you, short stuff doesn’t have a shift til the weekend.” Maria checked the whiteboard and glanced out the swinging doors. You moved to peek over her shoulder and saw Connor standing by the doors, swinging his car keys around his pointer finger absentmindedly. He was wearing that spiderman hoodie again, the one you’d accidentally tipped black coffee down the front of once when you’d worn it. 

You grinned, if you finished up cleaning and took the trash out, you’d be done in five minutes and you’d get to follow him to his car that surely wasn’t road safe and then go wherever it was he’d planned this time. 

“Go. But tomorrow you have to stop the racoons from eating the tires off my Harley.” Maria sighed, crossing his arms and motioning to the exit.

“I love you.”

He raised his eyebrows “Was that directed towards me or the boy-”

“Both.”

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