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tikitsune · 1 year ago

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Bruh, I was reading as one does and, oh my novas, this has my heart wanting.

Gold Rush

ღ a story of how your life changed after meeting a beautiful boy bathed in gold.

ღ pairing: percy jackson x fem! reader

ღ warnings: fluff and angst! (n many typos.. sorry i didn't proofread that much bye)

now playing ⇝ how deep is your love by bee gees

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'bad' would be a euphemism for the day that percy jackson had today.

he was on his way home with a sluggish drag in his steps, exhausted to the bone when some jackass almost hit him on the street twice. he was just trying to cross the road, for goodness sake. then on a—thankfully on every mortal's part—desolate alley, a dracanae decided to stop by and say hello, which of course he was going to fight it off.

and that led to now, with percy releasing a breathe that held a thousand burdens as he pushed the glass doors to an unfamiliar café down the street. there was a kind, inviting chalk board out at the front that spelled out "blueberry scone special :D", and he prays that this piece of pastry would be his salvation for this day. usually, he was pretty good at avoiding the disintegrated remains of the monsters after he killed them, but it just had to blow all over him on this day. he looked like one of those pretentious statues displayed on olympus. riptide was left hanging limply from his grip and he hoped the mist made it look at least normal.

the smell of rich coffee and a galore of baked good aromas shocked his senses when he entered the café, the bell above him singing out melodiously. it was almost everything all at once, the roasted tang of coffee beans, the pungent savor of cinnamon, the yeasty smell of bread and remnants of margarine that gave him a warm feeling inside his stomach. he almost took a double-take when he stepped onto the threshold. maybe it was his rest-deprived self acting out, or maybe it was his ravenous stomach speaking for itself, but percy thought this might just be the best impression of a café he's had in new york.

thankfully, the cashier was a lovely lady that greeted him with a bright chipper in her voice. percy smiled back tiredly at her, appreciating the glimmer of kindness that made his day just a little bit more bearable. after finishing his order off with a promising looking pastry and a warm cup of tea—not forgetting to bring home some extra for his mom, paul and estelle—, he headed over to the waiting line right at the corner of the shop, a minimally tinted glass window and the walnut counters caging the space to his right. percy was left in a droning stupor as he waited for his order, so much so that he didn't realize when someone stepped right beside him, asking a question that made his heart jolt with sudden adrenaline.

"do you usually walk around covered in gold while carrying a sword, or is it a special occasion?"

percy turned his head around so fast he almost had a whiplash.

the words nearly died in the back of his throat when he saw you. you looked so.. divine. he was questioning the existence of angels at the sight of you.

you were standing there with a gorgeous smile on your face, a linen bag hanging around your shoulders as you peered at him with a gaze that he thought was so acute. he didn't know if he was seeing things out of exhaustion.. but you were absolutely glowing. percy was practically gaping at you, both shocked at the fact that you could see through the mist and that you were just so breathtaking. he didn't even have the time to revert his sword back to its pen form, much less do anything about his.. glittery issue.

dam.. how was he supposed to answer your question? percy was sure it took a few seconds—minutes, even—for him to finally respond, feeling like a dang fool in love.

"my uh- my sister, just had a birthday party..?" he said it like he wasn't even sure about his answer, wincing slightly while he awkwardly stood there.

you only laughed at his response. he looked positively alarmed at the prospect of confrontation; his eyes were wide and his body tensed right in front of your eyes. you got the feeling that he wasn't telling the truth, but it was fun to play along with it. we all have our secrets anyways. "okay.. sure." you bit your lip to hold back the laugh that threatened to jump out of your lips.

"then, happy birthday to your sister." you tilted your head, eyebrows raised in clear amusement, the pearly whites of your teeth peeking through your lips.

the breathe of relief he let out looked almost comical to you. "yeah- thanks." he replied sheepishly, coughing out and rubbing the back of his neck in an attempt to hide his embarrassment, a blooming carmine hue kissing the expanse of his cheeks. it peeked through the collars of his shirt, too; you thought it was so adorable.

you took this moment to take a good look at the boy in front of you. he was handsome, there was no doubt about that. he had dark, sable hair that barely reflected the sun rays from the corner windows, a tall and fairly built body—you were sure he had muscles under that shirt he wore, you bet on it—, sun-kissed, bronzed skin that seemed to shimmer under the light. and it wasn't just because he had glitter sticking to him. but the most captivating thing about him were his eyes. his tempestuous eyes that seemed to glisten like turquoise liquor beneath the luminescence, intoxicating and bewitching by the way that it flickered with emotions that mirrored the currents of the sea. you've never seen anyone with irises quite like these before, and oh how they were a sight for sore eyes.

although, somewhere in the back of your head you swore you've seen him before..

"are you new around here? if i ever saw a stranger bathed in gold before, i know i would've noticed." you nudged his side with your elbows. you did realize how it was sort of weird that virtually no one besides you in this café even took a second glance at the boy. how could someone covered in golden dust while carrying a literal sword be unnoticeable. you deduced it as the people not caring how others presented themselves. you hoped that it was only a prop, though the sharp glint that slithered all the way down the bronze metal has doubts sprouting in your mind. you totally did not just disregard the weird situation he was in because he was cute.

"mhm, just a new yorker exploring new york." he chuckled and you couldn't help but admire him one more time.

"feels like you can never look around a corner without seeing somethin' new." percy finished it off with a shrug, body glittering slightly as the light reflected on the amber dust.

"agreed."

it was only a few peaceful seconds when the barista called out your order, effectively gaining the both of your attentions. 'coffee for y/n!'

y/n. so that was your name. it was beautiful, just like you.

he watched as you stepped forward, taking the drink from the barista's hands and thanking them with that beautiful smile again that shined like diamonds, walking to his direction.

"maybe i'll see you around here again stranger. and next time, you owe me your battle story. see ya, my knight in golden armor." you patted his shoulder and it gave him a whiff of your sweet perfume that had him closing his eyes in bliss. from a passing gale of wind it smelt like soft oriental: creamy and sweet with vanilla and cinnamon. but then it lingered around him to lay bare something much more opulent and smooth, like aromatics with a subtle sprinkle of warm spices. there was not another scent that was so unique to you, he thought.

and just like that you were out those double doors, the bells ringing above you and he couldn't help but gape at what just happened. he wasn't even able to stop you from walking away because his mind was still processing these events that seem to happen faster than he could comprehend. this was certainly a sudden rush from his stagnant day.

'next time'? oh he sure was visiting this café again tomorrow.

ii.

that was how his weeks turned out; he would come to the café at the same time everyday, hoping to see your darling face again. sometimes he'd come late after some type of demigod detour, and percy would be lying if he said the relief and clear happiness on your face when he finally showed up didn't make butterflies flutter in his chest. conversations with you felt too easy; it was like the two of you had known each other for the longest time.

there was this place near the windows of the shop that you'd always sit at, where the high-chairs and the mahogany table faced the streets of new york. the workers even came to recognize when the two of you visited, one of them always saving that place for you. sure, it may be a little transparent to the outside, but it was the perfect spot because of how the sunrays would always highlight your supple skin, beaming on the apples of your cheeks and making your eye color glow underneath the heavens. you looked as if you took apart of the sun with you because every time you laughed, you shined brighter than anything. (percy thought apollo was doing him a favor—being his wingman—but that thought didn't seem too plausible. the cocky god wouldn't be up all in his business... right?)

gods, your laugh. don't even get him started with it. percy loved your laugh; it was the prettiest sound ever. out of every achievement he's made, him being the cause of your laughter was on the top of that list. defeating kronos couldn't even come close.

it was the same exact thing on your end. you were praying and hoping that you'd meet the pretty stranger again when you came to your favorite café. he's been the highlight of your life for the past few weeks; everything was so natural with him. he was awkward and sometimes clumsy.. but he was so charming and loving in a way that made you feel like you could spend forever with him. when you got to know him, it was like seeing the absolute best of someone. he had this funny, sort of niche kind of humor and a smooth voice that you couldn't get over. percy was fun, lighthearted and sarcastic; he was the guy of your dreams. he had even started walking you back to the bus stop whenever you had to leave, claiming that it was the gentlemanly thing to do. you would say that was a solid development in your relationship.

and that was how he had officially asked you out on a date. new york was just as busy as it was, cars zooming past the two of you while you walked down the street by that one avenue with the bent sign-pole. there was something in the air this time though—maybe love, but it had always been there since you met him.

your hands brushed each other's when passing through the crowd, making you hide your smile while you looked down to the pavement. if you were given the chance, then hell, you were going to take it. so you grabbed onto his hands gently, lacing your fingers through his and it felt like a spark travelled up all the way tp your heart when he squeezed your hand back in response.

it was only when you arrived at the bus stop that he started fidgeting a lot more than usual, focusing his gaze anywhere but at your direction. you noticed that he started scratching the back of his head and twiddling with his fingers, signaling that he was feeling anxious and restless.

when he finally looked up at you expectant gaze, you saw something akin to hope in his eyes.

"would you uh- wanna go out with me? to the café?"

that was it, that was the moment you'd been waiting for, for what felt like your whole life.

"haven't we already been doing that, perce?" you had a teasing smile on your face, wanting to gouge a flustered reaction out of him and gods percy had to look away for a moment because it just felt too much. the fact that you even used that nickname that made him feel weirdly good on the inside. he wanted to puke and shout at the same time.

"well, yeah, but not like that. i meant-" he swallowed, and you decided to finally put him out of his misery and aim for the point right then and there.

"on a date?"

percy looked like a deer caught in headlights, iridescent eyes widening as he slowly said the words, "..yeah, on a date."

"okay." you said, hugging the bag in your hands tighter.

"okay?"

the expression on his face made you want to laugh. there was that signature cerise flush again on his face, and his eyes were stuck so wide it looked like he'd just taken a glimpse of medusa. it was like he couldn't believe what was happening right now. "mhm." you nodded with a pep.

you wanted so bad to stay there and talk with him, tease him more about the fact that he had finally asked you out on an official date, but the bus had already arrived, headlight flickering while it waited for new passengers to hop in.

"ill see you on our date tomorrow, loverboy." and you were suddenly walking up the stairs of the bus, door closing too fast behind you and he didn't get the chance to even reply, too caught up in his own happiness to do anything quick. this gave him major dejavu; it was just like what happened the first time he met you.

'she said yes..' he muttered to himself, staring at the cement walkways with a gaze so intense that it could burn a hole through it. you actually said yes to a date with him. percy honestly thought all the shit he was introduced to as a demigod was easier to believe than this.

it took a few seconds for the conversation to finally dawn to him, and when it did, oh boy did he want to scream at the world about how he was the happiest man alive. he did a small fist pump in the air followed by a cute shimmy to celebrate his win. it was slightly embarrassing, but percy didn't care. he got the girl.

well, he's got you from the first conversation you had, but he didn't really need to know that right now.

iii.

you would say that loving percy jackson was gratifying, euphoric and.. unique. you'd never call loving him difficult though. you noticed that more than a few times, he'd be quite secretive about some aspects of his life. whenever you asked him where he went for summer, or where he got that scar on his hand, or why he'd look so alert when you went out, he always gave you vague answers. it was frustrating sometimes that you didn't know where he went or where he came from looking so exhausted like that, but you thought maybe he wasn't ready to tell you about his endeavors. it was more worry than anger that you felt. you trusted him though, from your time of being his partner. he was loyal and protective, always being so compassionate and considerate when it came to you, you were sure he wouldn't do anything to purposely hurt you. you just hoped he didn't run some kind of underground criminal organization or something.

the day percy decided to tell you everything about his "other life"—as you referred to it sometimes—the two of you were lounging on his couch, binging a romcom show that you couldn't remember the name of as you sat on his lap, body placed sideways while you ran your hands through his hair absent-mindedly.

you didn't exactly know what had led up to this, but one moment you were talking to him and the next he was asking you to 'not freak out', because he was going to tell you something.

he was fidgeting with his fingers again, hand brushing up the curve of your waist while you looked at him earnestly. "so.. greek mythology is real."

percy paused after he said that, watching as you seemed to freeze after hearing that information, face scrunching up into a suspicious gaze littered with slight disbelief. he continued his confession anyways, hoping that if he ripped the band aid off faster you'd take it in better.

"all those gods, goddesses, legends and creatures—all real. remember the gold dust i was covered in when we first met? well that's monster goo. you know, from fighting and killing em' off. mortals aren't supposed to see it like that though, 'cuz we have this veil called 'the mist' that messes with their sight—it disguises anything and everything to do with ancient greek business into normal things. but, on special circumstances like you, sweets, you can see through the mist."

well that was one hell of an explanation. your mind was whirring with everything he just said to you, completely changing the trajectory of your thoughts. greek mythology.. is real? how? when? he kills monsters? there was too much to think about, too much to ask.

"and.. you're able to do all that crazy stuff because you can also see through the mist..?"

he scratched his head again, contemplating how he should approach this crucial part of himself. "urhm.. not exactly."

"i'm kind of half a god. well the proper term is 'demigod', and my dad's poseidon."

half god? poseidon's son? you didn't want to believe it at first.. but the chances of it being true kept increasing as you thought back about all the strange things that you'd encountered about him. the way he seemed to have a deep affinity with water; you even saw him playing with a cup of water once, making it form different shapes, but you dismissed that thought as the effects of extreme sleep deprivation, the way he'd know strangely personal facts about the gods and goddesses, acting as if he'd actually met them. you honestly thought he was just a greek nerd who liked to swim.

"woah.. you- you're serious?" was all you could mutter, eyes blown wide.

"yup." there was a pregnant pause after his one-word response, the tension in the air so palpable it was almost suffocating.

your striking voice was the sound that broke the atmosphere, so strong and convicting that it would've honestly scared him if he wasn't your boyfriend. "prove it."

"i mean.. i can talk to fish? you've seen me do that, right? what else kind of proof would you want?" percy was referring to that one time you visited the aquarium, seeing him talk to one of the fishes in the large glass tanks, asking how a hammerhead, or "john" as he claimed its name was, was doing.

he was talking to the shark about his daughter and the aquatic economy, how did he expect you to believe he wasn't just fooling around?

"i don't know! you should part the ocean in half or something!" you slapped his arm, so taken aback at how he was sitting so calmly in front of you. it elicited a defensive response out of him as he held both his hands up in surrender, finally caving in to your frantic request.

"..don't think i could do that right now, but maybe this will convince you?" he started as he held his hands up and you would've voiced out your concern if it weren't the flow of water that seemed to appear, meandering its way from the ceramic mug that was placed on the coffee table near you.

this was real. not a dream, not a party trick.

you couldn't help but breathe out a faint whisper of 'nice' at the show of power.

you don't know why this was the immediate thing you said, but you just blurted out the first thing that popped inside your mind. "so you're like.. like- sharkboy!"

"sharkboy?" percy couldn't help but throw his head back while he laughed. out of all the nicknames he's been called, sharkboy is definitely a new one. (and maybe one of his favorites. but only because you said it.)

at this point you were fully facing him now, somehow straddling his lap in the middle of your shock-ridden stupor. he rested his hand on your waist, pulling you closer. "if i'm sharkboy then you'll be my lavagirl, right?" he asked, looking at you through his lashes.

the situation was just so overwhelming that it was almost humorous.

you planted your face into his shoulders trying to stop the farcical laugh. "of course, you goof."

and the questions didn't end there that night. this revelation has you catechizing your entire existence. you were practically interrogating him about anything and everything that came up to the top of your head.

"so you're saying i haven't been hallucinating this whole time?" you were remarking to the weird creature with scales, boring yellow eyes and bared fangs you'd catch a glimpse of sometimes in the subway or in the bus, but you thankfully always stayed away because you thought they were way too weird. turns out your gut feelings were right because you would've put yourself at risk for danger.

"mhm."

"and- and there are others, too? just like you?" the thought of other demigod children existing amongst you felt mind-blowing. it was like the impossible was tangible.

"yeah, baby. we gotta whole bunch of 'em at camp." percy smiled crookedly, looking very glad. he raised on of his bristling brows next, citing out the rest of his thoughts. "plus, the romans also exist." he did not just drop another bomb off so casually like that.

"ROMAN GODS ARE REAL TOO?!"

your voice was echoing with so much incredulity that he thought his neighbors could hear it.

percy noticed how much he laughed and smiled throughout the night and he couldn't help but feel so relieved at the fact that you were still with him, right here, right now. he was so glad that his father's side of the family didn't freak you out in a stay-away-from-me-forever type of way. you were more.. intrigued and bewildered rather than repulsed. percy thought it was funny that you were asking all these almost ludicrous questions.

it all seemed to pass in a lively blur, although, there was one highlight about your conversation, and it made percy laugh all over again every time he thought about it.

the night was finally quiet after that ruthless question and answer session, with the both of you in your own heads thinking about what percy had just revealed. you were looking back to the first time you met him, how his face looked so familiar. after he told you about all this greek mythology information, your mind seemed to put two and two together, finally putting a finger onto where exactly you've seen this boy before.

"what? why're you staring at me like that?" he chuckled, smiling in curious confusion at your sudden change of face. you were frozen like a marble statue, practically scrutinizing him while you squinted your eyes like you were trying to figure him out. percy couldn't help but swipe away the wisps of hair that framed your voice, coiling it away while you were in this thinking state. when you finally made a move in the middle of the silence, he almost flinched at the precipitous motion. after that a-ha moment, it was like you had all the knowledge in the entire world inside your little head. you'd slapped a palm over your mouth, face shocked while your hands hid the blasphemous gasp that escaped your lips.

"dude! i know where i've seen you before. you were the one that blew up the gateway arc! percy there was a literal manhunt after you!" he just kept on surprising you tonight. your mouth was gaping in disbelief as you clutched onto his collars with a mighty grip, pulling his face towards yours. you looked a little funny like that.

"that's the life of a demigod i guess." he shrugged it off. he just shrugged off blowing up a 630-foot national monument. whether you wanted to slap him or kiss him, you didn't know.

iv.

percy knew that you wanted to meet his friends someday. you mentioned it to him casually a couple times and he of course was going to introduce you to them. over the course of time, the seven became apart of his family. especially annabeth,—who he had a feeling was going to tear him apart for keeping you away from her—he considered her as one of the closest and most important people in his life.

he wanted to show you his world, all the beautiful and bittersweet parts, because that's what made him, him. once he got over that initial fear, he knew that there was always more space in his heart, in his family. it would be another step to opening up about himself after the first milestone, like putting together the best of both worlds.

percy wanted to show you camp half-blood too, it was like his second home away from his mother.

at this point, you'd been dating percy jackson for roughly a few months; time seemed to pass by so fast when you were enjoying it. the whole reveal he did was only a couple nights ago, and he decided that it was probably time you actually got to see the real thing, to experience his lovely and chaotic life.

that day came in the middle of summer break, when the blistering sun was in its peak and the air whistled beneath the bustling happiness that came from folks all around.

he'd planned this for the past couple days, hoping that everything would flow smoothly. it should be pretty easy, get you in the camp, meet his friends, hang out for a bit and go back home.

the two of you took the chb van and percy thought it would be easier on you if he just drove instead of getting argus; the large hundred-eyed man was quite a thing to get used too.

you were nervous, but so excited. it was gratifying to know you'd see in person the manifestation of myths you thought were only stories, see its legacy and most importantly, see this part of your boyfriend.

you didn't know what to expect of the camp. was it going to be full of marble and gold? heaps of eternal light flooding the buildings that housed the children of the gods, or was it down to its gritty form, like a battlefield surrounded by flaming torches and the clashing of ingot. percy told you that it was just like any other regular camp, expect with training courses, a lava wall, pegasi, a centaur named chiron and a wine god who supervised the camp. totally normal like other summer camps, right?

bountiful strawberry fields greeted your vision when you arrived at the location, greens, reds and fuchsia spanning miles on end till the looming horizon. it was distorted at first, like a thin veil covering some spots of the area. then it started to fade away, washing out like dust to reveal a diamond underneath. you couldn't help but tighten your arms around percy's, breathing in the sight of the vine-laden alabaster columns, wearing the words 'camp half-blood'.

camp half-blood was definitely easy on the eyes. it really was what percy had told you—like a normal camp apart from the mythological aspects of it. it was easy to love, too. just from the first glance you could taste how pleasant the air was and how lively the place seemed. there were rows of cabins that exuded a charm of its own, all bearing signature symbols and colors that represented the god or goddess they were housing. they all ranged in variety, looking like a rainbow. you saw one that had blaring crimson walls, ruckus emanating from behind them, barbed wires and spears planted around it. you could only assume this was the war god's children's cabin. there was one that was a blinding gold, and everyone that stood around the cabin looked as if they'd been kissed by the sun—not that they were golden, no, but they had this warm glow radiating off of them, you couldn't explain it really. and was that a cabin that looked like a factory?

that was only one glimpse of the camp. you couldn't forget the silky sparkle that ran through the pegasi's mane while you saw them soaring above you, or the florid, flaxen eyes that peeked from the surface of the lake.

while you were star-struck viewing the camp, percy took this chance to softly drag you to the dining pavilion where he saw the familiar outline of his friends lounging on one of the seats.

the group were all in their own worlds, talking to each other or gazing out on the camp to enjoy the sunny day. the moment percy held an unfamiliar girl in his arms and walked towards them, they grew silent as they stared in confusion. were you a new demigod? they'd never seen you before. and even though the camp had grown in size considerably, it was not hard to recognize the people in it. they were quite a tight-knit community. and it was easy to know your fellow folks when you've gone to war and bloodsheds together.

annabeth already held a calculative look on her face, trying to figure out who your godly parent was. you were beautiful, there was no denying. she would've thought you were one of aphrodite's or at least have some type of lineage to the goddess.

she had a fierce and determined expression on her face and you thought she was intimidating like that, but you knew she was a good soul and a good friend. percy has told you so much about her, it made you so happy to finally meet annabeth in person.

you heard percy greet his friends, his arms never leaving the small of your back. it brushed your back every now and then, providing you a sense of comfort and intimacy in your nervous haze. embarrassing or not, you could already tell who was who; you had a good imagination like that. plus, with the way percy talked fondly about them, it was not hard to distinguish between the group.

"who's that? a long lost sister we never knew about, jackson?" the question snapped you out of your reverie, and you stared at the boy who asked the question. he had cropped golden hair and electric blue eyes, you guessed this was jason. everybody seemed to laugh at that, like they understood an inside joke. of course, the thunder god's son was clueing to percy's half-brother, tyson the cyclops.

percy smiled at jason's words, having a playful glint in his eyes. he was almost smirking, even, knowing how smug he was going to feel after he answered the question.

"nah, this is my girlfriend."

indeed, your boyfriend had a proud crooked upturn on his lips as he watched his friends eyes widen and snap towards him and then to you. confusion, shock, curiosity, you felt the prickling stares of everyone on your body. you just gave them that sweet smile of yours and waved your hand genially, and you saw the boy with the curly brown hair—leo, you figured—wave back at you while his mouth was still gaping open.

piper had a surprised expression on her face, but it quickly turned into a knowing look. she knew there was something up with percy. he has recently been a lot more carefree and happy. she noticed the way he would space out sometimes, often softly smiling at nothing. as the daughter of the goddess of love among other things, piper could easily read a person's emotions, and she knew the expression of someone madly in love all too well.

when the situation finally dawned on her, annabeth made her way next to percy and straight up gave him a sweet sucker punch on the arm for not telling her about you, eliciting a frantic amalgamation of 'ow's and 'im sorry!'s', from the boy. that seemed to bring them all back to reality.

leo started to smile, coming back to his playful nature as he broke the silent atmosphere. "damn! you've been hiding this pretty lady all this time?"

percy subconsciously winded his arm around your waist even more, frowning at what leo said. "hey,"

it was all in good fun though, he knew that.

you spent the whole day getting to know them and exploring the camp. you were given a special tour because you were their 'esteemed guest' as leo had called you. not one inch of the grounds were unexplored. you tracked all different places from the cabins, the lake, the lava wall, the hall, the weapon shed, the big house and rachel's cave. from the short time of hanging out, you got to know each one of them well, figuring out their quirks and traits which became more apparent once you paid deep attention to the group's dynamics. after finding out that jason, hazel and frank hailed from the roman gods, you were positively ecstatic. questions were bring thrown at them by you, all about what the roman camp looked like, how their culture differed and how they fought; it didn't seem like they minded it though.

at one point you even convinced them to show you what they could do. you watched in deep fascination as leo conjured up a small ball of fire on his palms and you admired jason when he summoned his imperial gold gladius with a spark of lighting accompanying it. you saw frank shift into different animals and hazel telling you about her ability to sense and summon precious metal, refraining from actually doing it as she was worried something wrong might happen with the cursed gems. when piper showed you her charmspeak, you couldn't help but shiver slightly. that was a powerful ability to have. love was just as dangerous as it was beautiful.

annabeth too showed you her cabin which housed all her research material, camp game strategies and quest achievements; it was amazing to see a person being able to do all of this. she was someone you could easily look up to. you saw the way she was dedicated and ambitious but above all, how she chose love despite every challenge that was thrown at her.

at the end of that fruitful day, they'd asked you to come with them to the campfire, enjoying the afternoon glow die down. you made close friends already with the girls, especially annie. percy was sat across you with the boys, joking and smiling around with no care in the world. you found yourself disappointed at the idea of leaving. the seven—who you now gladly called your friends—were one of the most welcoming people you've known. it didn't matter if you weren't a demigod, they accepted you without a single hesitation.

"i realize we never asked but, who's your godly parent?" piper was sat next to you, offering an easy smile while she asked you a question. the way the flames made her kaleidoscope eyes glow and how the light would catch onto the browns of her braided hair... you didn't understand how she looked so amazing all the time. you guessed it came with being aphrodite's kid, but piper had this effortless beauty, it was hard not to stare at her.

you laughed nervously. it caught up to you now that you hadn't actually told them you had no godly parent. you just had so much fun that it never really registered. "oh! um actually.. i'm not a demigod. new york blood through and through." you scratched the back of your neck, eyes squinted while you chuckled quietly. annabeth couldn't help but think that you looked like percy. she guesses you'd rub onto each other a lot at already.

"so that's how he kept you a secret," the blonde mused, impressed that percy managed to do the above for a considerably long period of time.

"gods knows he would've spilled it within the first week." she joked, making the group of girls laugh because they knew it was true.

you spent the evening telling stories about the (not so) mundane life of dating percy jackson and they exchanged it by telling you tales of their own, most of them about your boyfriend's antics and shenanigans during quests or any day at camp. you found a sense of normalcy talking about him, even if it felt like you came from different lives. the the best of both worlds, truly.

at some point you felt a pair of eyes burning the side of your head, turning only to find your love attempting to catch your gaze. he was pouting slightly and tried to approach you but the girls blocked him, telling percy that this was a girls-only kind of occasion. you knew you'd be nursing his very serious heartbreak later on..

listening about their quests and adventures only increased your admiration ten fold. the fact that they've gone through all those trials and tribulations and were still smiling has you absolutely floored. you almost had multiple heart attacks hearing the shit percy pulled and experienced, but you were just glad that he and the rest survived—battered, but survived.

"you guys are just so incredible and special! i feel so.. mortal now." and it wasn't like you were trying to bring yourself down. it was simply the truth. to think that these teenagers had gods and goddesses as one of their parents; it was something you didn't think you'd ever get used to.

annabeth replied to you, smiling slightly while she leaned backwards, propping her body weight on both of her arms. the thought of her best friend managing to find someone like you made her heart happy. you'd take care of percy well. "well if you got someone like seaweed brain to admit his love for you, i'm sure you're a pretty damn special girl."

the two of you went home feeling fulfilled and happily tired that night. it had been an absolute pleasure to be introduced to percy's friends. you couldn't hold back the smiles that often threatened to decorate your face on the way back home. every time you closed your eyes you were reminded of the laughter and joy you were surrounded by. it was like a grand relief, a blazing light at the end of the tunnel just knowing that you had more to appreciate in life, more to look forward to when melancholy greeted you like an old friend.

the bathroom's fluorescence laminated your skin, moonlight hidden away behind the walls of the place you found yourself calling home. it was not the apartment really, but more the people you'd gotten to know and love. home was wherever they were. home was wherever he was.

"they're really sweet, perce." you smiled tiredly at you boyfriend, leaning against the freckled terracotta sink after you finished your nightly routine. he was standing there cutely with a small beard of foam trying to escape his lips, a toothbrush obscuring his speech.

"yeah?" percy's voice sounded muffled as he turned to your direction, quickly going back to his business and washing away the paste that filled his lips so he could talk to you properly.

"mhm,"

"i would love to meet up with them again sometime.." a yawn escaped your lips right after you said that, urging you to come back to the comfort of your bed. the lavender incense lit on the counter didn't help either; the smoke that travelled in circling clouds around the room only served as a silent lullaby for your hazy mind. percy thought you were so precious right now. you were in your comfy pajamas, trying to rub the sleep out of your eyes so you could wait for him, but you seemed to surrender to the temptation at the end.

you pressed a fleeting kiss to his cheeks, turning away as you told him, "'m heading to bed now, come back quickly 'kay?"

"i will, sweets." he watched you walk away into the darkness that enveloped the hallway, chuckling breathlessly. the pure happiness he felt after today was something he could never forget. seeing the way you bonded with his friends made his heart swell a thousand times, it made him feel so relieved that he could fully be himself in front of you, talk about his demigod life and find comfort within your arms. he could lay bare his heart in front of you knowing that you understood where his pain came from.

the mirror in front of him glinted faintly, calling out his name and he looked up to see the percy jackson that existed right now. this version of him that was scarred and hurt, the one that saw and felt horrifying things beyond what anyone should ever have to know. the percy who had a marred soul and broken eyes. but he also saw this version of him that knew what it was to love and be loved, this version of him who'd been cradled in the arms of devotion. the percy who had people that helped him pick up the pieces of his heart and mended it together. the same people who brought back that light inside his eyes, now beaming so brilliantly that it could rival the sun.

percy jackson knew tragedy and pain, but with that came hope and love. because living is so much more than surviving. there will always be a spark in the abyss, people who come along the way to light the path, too. and sure, he will lose some, but then again percy jackson had more space in his heart than anyone. it took a long time for him to realize he deserved a chance to truly experience life beyond his incommodious written fate, to accept the love he's so deserving of. it's okay to fall sometimes. to feel fear of losing everything you have. because at every wake of dawn is a new chance, and everyone deserves to live again, not just survive.

LOOORD HELP ME I AM IN LOVE WITH THIS MAN AND WRITING ABOUT HIM. hopefully the formatting of this fic was okay! small confession, i've not been feeling my writing all that well recently. i feel like i've strayed away from that dramatic, imagery poetry-esq style i used to do. i don't know, my stuff hasn't felt 'complete' in a long time. maybe i just need to write angst again

but anyways, i just finished watching s1 of kakegurui, it's so good! yumeko is already my fav, what a queen.

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anapotatowriter · 2 years ago

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Hi! Congratulations on 100! You're on your way up <3

Can I request 🌆 Wildest Dreams - Taylor Swift with Percy Jackson in New York City? I know it's where it's set but I love New York lol

Under the rain

Percy Jackson x reader

A/N: THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING! HONESTLY, IT IS SUCH AN HONOR TO HAVE YOU PARTICIPATE WITH ME IN THIS CELEBRATION. Also, this is my first PJO ask, so please give feedback! I hope you like this, sugar!

Summary: Idk how to summarise this-

Contains: Swearing, and a very googled understanding of NYC-

Requested: I mean, duh~

“Come on Annabeth, we have to!” I protested again as I flopped onto her bed, making the blonde groan in frustration. “I said no, Y/N! It could be dangerous!” she exclaimed back, shoving me slightly so I fell off the small bed and onto the ground. “Fine! I’ll go convince Piper then,” I huffed, marching back to my own cabin, the Aphrodite cabin. “Pipes?” I called as soon as I entered the cabin, making her look up from her book. “You know you’re my favorite sister, right?” I said innocently, walking up to the girl, who raised an unimpressed eyebrow. She sighed heavily before saying, “What exactly do you want, Y/N?” “Please can we go explore New York City? I have wanted to see it for so long, especially after all the stories Percy told me!” I pleaded. “Oh… well, yeah, sure! Who all is coming?” asked Piper, immediately making me grin and jump in celebration. “Oh, Percy, Annabeth, Leo, Frank, Jason, and Hazel!” I said, listing off my friends at Camp on my fingers. Now that we had helped the gods so much, we had all taken a pact to have a summer at Camp to do whatever we wanted, no battles, gods, titans, or anything else.

“Yes! I’ll go tell Jason!” she squealed, jumping off the bed and abandoning her book to go inform her boyfriend of our plans. “Tell Leo and Hazel too!” I called as she pushed past me, making her give me vague thumbs up before hurrying away. I chuckled and rolled my eyes at her excitement before going and searching for Percy, deciding to inform Annabeth of our plans later. “PERCYPECRYPERCYPECRY,” I yelled without breathing excitedly toward the stables, where he was talking with Blackjack. “Whoa whoa whoa, beloved, what is it?” asked the boy as I practically pummeled into him, making him grasp my shoulders steadily. “WE’RE GOING TO NEW YORK THIS EVENING!” I practically yelled in celebration, making the crease of concern between his eyebrows turn into a bright grin, the boy's green eyes sparkling. “Yes!” he exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air in celebration, “I have so much to show you!” He easily slipped his arm around my shoulders, making me nervous all of a sudden, though I reveled in the sudden warmth his body brought.

“How did you even manage to convince Wise Girl?” he asked, nudging the side of my stomach with his other hand. “... well… I didn’t? I just sort of convinced everyone else, and she’ll be forced to come in order to keep an eye on us,” I shrugged. “Dam, L/N, I might have to steal that tactic sometime,” he said, an inspired expression on his face. When I turned my face to look at him, the sun shone just right on the planes of his face, his hair falling into his eyes and dripping sweat. I admired this angle of his face for a second before jerking my head to snap out of it. “Now go take a shower, you dumbass, you’re sweating like a pig” I joked, pushing the boy away, instantly missing the warmth he provided as he stumbled before gracefully walking off while facing me, his hands up in surrender. “Yes ma’am,” he called before flashing a smile and jogging toward his cabin. I placed my hand on the spot near my arms where his own hand had been, the same feeling of electricity not forming under the warmth of my own hand. “Y/N FUCKING L/N!” I suddenly heard from the Athena cabin, Piper running out of there a few seconds later. I gulped, fear sparking in my heart where there had been an unabashed joy as I went in to face the beast.

After receiving a scary telling-off from the blonde, she rolled her eyes and told me to get ready. “And I’m coming with you! God knows you demigods love to get into trouble with humans, drachnae, and even a freaking minotaur! You and Percy’s track record has not been great,” ranted Annabeth as she grabbed at different jeans and sweaters to try and figure out how she would look best. I smiled secretly before running off to my own cabin, reveling in the success of my plan.

“Hey Perce,” I said as soon as I reached the group, smacking Percy on the side of his shoulder. “Finally,” I heard the group groan in unison, making me roll my eyes. “Oh shut up, you big dramatic babies,” I said, quickly changing the topic when I felt Annabeth glare at me. “Shall we go, beloved?” asked Percy, offering the crook of his elbow to me. “We shall,” I grinned, entwining my elbow with his and walking away, the rest of the group trailing behind us, jokes every once in a while making all of us laugh. We caught the bus and soon reached the heart of New York City, Times Square. People hustled around us, the heartbeat that thrummed right under the surface of the pavement electrifying the surroundings. Lights lit up the otherwise dark night, and buildings and billboards flashing shone neon colors on all of us. Blue light streamed down right on the boy who stood next to me, his hair blacker under the colored light than it was in the sun. The boy then looked at me and caught my eye, asking, “Beautiful, isn’t it?” “Very,” I hummed, looking at the blue lights twinkling in Percy's eyes, his pupils expanded to the point where there was only a sliver of green visible in his eyes. “Where do we go first?” questioned Jason, breaking the spell that had made my heart surge. “BROADWAY!” exclaimed Leo, always the musical theatre fanatic. He ran away from our group to go see the show. Annabeth told us to meet here again in an hour while running after Leo, proceeding to yell at him about pedestrian safety and how jaywalking was illegal. Jason and Piper walked away too, mentioning a little bit about visiting The Metropolitan Museum of Art. Frank and Hazel left too, though I hadn't paid enough attention to understand where they were going. Soon, this left Percy and me standing at the plaza, unsure of where to go. “Empire State Building?” I suggested, immediately making Percy and I grimace. “I know a place,” nodded Percy, taking my hand in his gently and tugging me to some unknown destination.

After catching a bus, we walked up until, “Brooklyn Bridge!” I looked around in awe at the thick cables that connected to the arches at the center of the bridge. “My favorite place in all of New York,” proclaimed Percy, pulling me along down the walkway of the bridge, the leather cuffs of his jacket rubbing against my bare wrist. “This is so.. Beautiful,” I commented, looking around the view that being at the center of the bridge revealed. People jostled around us, but the only thing on my mind was Percy’s warm hand in my own, and the glistening water that surrounded the Brooklyn bridge. Suddenly, thunder clapped, making everyone around us run down the bridge toward the shelter as the surrounding river lit up a blinding white. “Should we go?” asked Percy, as it started drizzling, though we remained bone dry cause of his abilities. “Nope,” I hummed, pulling my hand from his grasp, the first droplets of rain immediately colliding with my skin. I laughed softly, closing my eyes and looking at the sky, tiny droplets of water landing over my face and dripping down into my clothes. “Come on, Percy, this is amazing!” I looked at the boy to see him looking at me fondly before his nose scrunched in concentration as he squeezed his eyes shut. Soon enough, his hair started sticking to the sides of his face from the water droplets. He then opened his eyes, pushing his wet hair from his face, grinning at me. “Tag, you’re it,” I said immediately, tapping Percy’s shoulder before running away from him, glancing back to see his face morph into shock. “I’m going to catch you,” he said through chuckles before running after me, making me sprint on the wet pavements, my footsteps causing small splashes of water. Very quickly, however, I felt a set of arms pick me up from behind me, Percy’s voice whispering in my ear, “Gotcha!”

I started laughing loudly, struggling to get out of his grasp in vain. “Let me down, bastard,” I squealed, making the boy let me down gently and grab my shoulders to make me face him. “Face it, beloved, I am better than you,” said Percy cockily, smirking at me. I involuntarily shivered at that moment, immediately making the smirk disappear from his face, replaced by concern. Percy immediately took off his jacket, placing it on top of both of us, the leather proving coverage against the pounding rain, and a sense of warmth. I looked through my eyelashes to see that our faces were in close proximity, Percy’s lips barely centimeters from mine. I let out an involuntary gasp when I felt his warm exhales against my cheeks, water dripping down his eyebrows on my face. In a burst of courage from Percy’s glowing pink cheeks, I brought my lips closer to his so they were barely touching, providing him an opportunity to pull away. Instead, he pushed his lips harder against mine, enveloping me in warmth as his powers slowly caused us to dry off. He slowly pushed away from me, placing his forehead against mine, his now dry hair gently tickling my face. “So what do you think, beloved? You wanna be my girlfriend?” asked the boy, an endearing smile on his face as he looked at me hopefully. “I would love to… lover,” I said, the nickname rolling off my tongue easily as I grasped his shirt and pulled him into another kiss.

Tagging: @scandalous-chaos

#percy x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #x reader #annabeth chase #leo valdez #hazel lavesque #jason grace #piper mclean #frank zhang #pjo x reader #hoo x reader #camp half blood

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scarthefangirl · 3 years ago

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Burning Passion

Leo Valdez x G/N!reader | Leo Valdez x loud!Reader

Description: After someone says something while you ramble about your passions, you stop rambling, earning some worry from your favorite flaming boy. I tried to keep it g/n sorry if I missed it anywhere, but the character is generally girly.

Warnings: Angst, hurting feelings, crying, rambling, being passionate about things you love,Y/N is kinda annoying, fluffy ending

Please like, reblog, and follow!! MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN FOR THIS CHARACTER AND MORE. READ MY PINNED POST FOR MORE INFO ON WHO I WRITE FOR.

You looked out the window of your cabin longingly. You watched Annabeth leading Percy around camp on a romantic walk. You wished you could have that. But your boyfriend is always too busy for you. Everyone is. And rightfully so. You wouldn't even want to hang out with yourself. You talk to much and you don't know when to shut up. Thoughts of earlier run through your mind, making your eyes water.You looked out the window of your cabin longingly. You watched Annabeth leading Percy around camp on a romantic walk. You wished you could have that. But your boyfriend is always too busy for you. Everyone is. And rightfully so. You wouldn't even want to hang out with yourself. You talk to much and you don't know when to shut up. Thoughts of earlier run through your mind, making your eyes water.

"Oh my gosh! I love that movie! It had such great fight scenes, and it was really well written! I felt like the cast was really well picked!" You said to Piper who had just brought up a movie you loved. You two began a conversation and you tried to not talk to much but failed, you found yourself rambling on, until someone stopped you. A rude camper from Demeter scoffs as you speak.

"Ugh, Y/N is so annoying. Seriously how do you deal with them Piper? Always so self absorbed and loud."

Their words hit you in the chest like a knife. You believed every word she said. Because you always felt selfish and like you were a burden. You always felt like you would be better off if you were shy. You hated your personality. And no one liked you. You were always the one jokes were thrown at, you were always the one laughed at when you make silly mistakes. You were the left out one. There you go again, being selfish. It is selfish to think that way.

Piper hadn't even stood up for you! She just said, "I like Y/N." In your scattered head, it was nice that she didn't join in!

As you watch through the window your demigod-safe-phone buzzes in your pocket.

BadBoySurpreme🔥: One new text

You open the text and smile at your boyfriend's words.

BadBoySurpreme🔥: Hey babe, I haven't seen u all day! Come down to bunker 9 and we can watch a movie or something!

You laugh and send him a thumbs up. Come on Y/N, put on your smile! You tell yourself as you walk out into the great outdoors, on a short journey to Bunker 9. You arrive quickly and let yourself in, immediately greeted with a warm hug. You kiss him on the cheek and he Leeds you to a couch. About 6 feet (182.88 cm) in front of the cozy couch is a TV on a wooden stand. In between the TV and the couch is a low table. You figure this is made for you two, and you mentally scold yourself for burdening him with that.

"Oh Leo this is so nice!" You try to put on a big smile for him. You really are happy, you just had a long day. He notices but brushes it off.

"Thanks Y/N, it is just for you!" He says cheerfully, plopping down on the bright red couch.

"Well, I am pretty great!" You said dramatically, brushing hair of your shoulder, before joining him on the couch. He kisses your forehead and drapes a blanket over you both.

"Yep, you definitely are." He smiles at you with a goofy grin and you burst into laughter. You cozy up onto his chest and kiss his cheek. "Everything okay today babe?"

"I just feel a little down. But you make me feel better." You smile sweetly at him and he wraps an arm around you.

"Be honest with me Y/N" He says. So you tell him all about your day and how you feel all the time. How sad you feel, how left out you feel, how unwanted and bad you always feel. He holds your hand with his free arm and gives it a reassuring, warm squeeze every time you get chocked up. He hugs you when you finish and is emotional. "I didn't know you felt that way." He says as he wipes tears from your damp cheeks.

"I love you so much and you mean the whole entire world to me. Thanks for dealing with my crap." You say lovingly to the boy you fell in love with.

"I love you so much more than you know Y/N. I love everything about your face and body. I love hearing your voice. I love how you ramble about things you love. I love how you comfort me when I feel down. I love your advice and guidance. I love you. I love when you wear my clothes. I love your laugh. I love how when we fight you always apologize constantly even if you were obviously right. I love your snarky charm and sarcastic replies. I love that you always make bitter looks during our squabbles. I love when you laugh, it is so cute and funny. You always make me smile. All our friends love you and want you to be yourself. I love you. Okay mi amor?" Leo goes on for awhile. He wants you to see yourself the way he does. "Even if you don't believe me, I want you to know that I know its true. You are amazing, believe it or not my love." He says, peppering your face in kisses. He cuddles up close to you and turns on your favorite movie. How did you get so lucky with him. He is the perfect guy. As you two cuddle it is like your own personal heater. Feeling flushed you let two words slip through your mouth unknowingly.

"You're hot."

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genz420 · 7 months ago

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Guilty Pleasure Media 💻 📱

Masterlist | Rules

Content: Headcanons

Warning: None

Pairing(s): None

Character(s): Percy, Jason, Leo, Annabeth, Piper, Hazel

Percy Jackson

Of course, this is in a world where they can have access to the internet

Bec I’m sorry, Rick, but in today's world, not having internet or access to elections is a no-go

Especially if you are a SPED

Everything you do is online, that is from experience

Clash of Clans and Hayday

I know nothing of Clash of Clans except that it is basically the guy version of Hayday.

I feel like he would be the type to take the games very seriously

Like mid-conversation, he will stop to tend to his Clan and Farm

Jason Grace

Dougherty Dozen content

Would pay a cameo to have Alex send him a message

It warms his heart to see such a big family

Even if there is something going on behind the scene

There has to be something happening right?

Leo Valdez

Joe Rogan

I feel like Leo would know who Joe is from UFC but then he would get really into the podcast

He would def watch UFC as well

Also, would love the WWE

He knows it is scripted but still

LOVE the judgement day

Who doesn’t love Rhea Ripley

He knows all the lore

Everything about the fighters

Annabeth Chase

Now, Annabeth has much more important thing to be doing than giving more than an hour of her time to a form of media

So, she likes the commentary channels

Like Chad Chad, FunkyFrogBait, and Mogul Mail

It allows her to know what is happening in the world

Would also love looking on realtor websites at houses

Loves Realtor.com and Realtor.ca

When she wants to see the more expensive houses, she goes to sothebysrealty.com

Piper Mclean

Travel Media

Not Influencer travelling

But YouTubers who make videos about HOW you can travel

Like Jeb Brooks or Trek Trendy

Please tell me I’m not the only person that knows these people

I think she would love the train videos

From Amtrak to Via

Would so love Rosie Maio

Hazel Levesque

Muder Docs

Like most women, she would love murder docs

Not the ones on Netflix

Bec as someone who has literary watched every single murder doc on Netflix, they don’t have the good ones

Youtube, on the other hand

Would obviously be subscribed to Explore with us

Because he makes the best ones

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mooncleaver · 3 years ago

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percy jackson characters as vines

⎯ ✿ percy jackson, annabeth chase, piper mclean, jason grace, leo valdez, frank zhang, hazel lavesque, nico di angelo, grover underwood; gn! reader

note: lmfao 3am brainrot, there are only a few x reader ones lol rip, i tried my best!

warnings: profanities, mature themes

masterlist

y/n: *pours water on a sleeping percy*

percy: hello

leo: road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does

piper: annie are you ok? are you okay annie?

annabeth: *beats pan with a sandal*

piper: annie are you ok? will you tell us, that you’re ok?

piper and jason: *sitting in front of each other touching faces*

leo: what the fuck, is this allowed?

leo: wheUt the fUhvk is that allowed?

annabeth: is there anything better than pussy? yes a really good book

percy: we all die you either kill yourself or get killed

percy: *dancing* whatchu gon do, whatchu gon do

piper: when there’s too much drama at school, all you gotta do is, walkawayheayeay

frank after fixing triptolemus’ chariot

frank: but i woke up, everydaaHEGH

frank: oh shit

y/n: hey im lesbian

percy: i thought you were american

leo: i love you, bitch

y/n: oh my gods

leo: i ain’t gon never stop loving you, bitch

we’re breaking free, we’re soaring

jason: *hits ceiling*

flying

y/n: *removes cole sprouse’ online figures’ shirt* oh my god

y/n: *removing his virtual pants* oh my-

percy: wAit put it back my moms coming

y/n: oh shi-

percy: so im sitting there, barbeque sauce on my titties

yn: *falls on ground and starts cackling*

leo: ay terry you want some?

piper: this bitch empty, YEET

percy at the gateway arch

percy: *golf ball doesn’t roll in hole*

percy: *jumps over railing into the lake*

jason: i wanna be a cowboy baby

*gets on twirly thing*

jason: i wanna be a cowboy baby

nico: this coffee is bitter.. like my soul

nico: need smth black.. like my soul

nico: fuck it’s cold! like my soul

annabeth: look at this graph 😃

percy: whatchu say? whatchu say?

mrs dodds: i said, whoever threw that paper, your moms a hoe.

mr nicholl: um jared could you read number 23 for the class

percy: no i cannot. whattup im jared im 19 and i never fuckin learned how to read

hazel: that’s a fuckin bear

frank: *falls into river*

hazel: NOOOOO

frank: *gets on log*

hazel: oh shit it’s right there

grover: is that a dog in a car aY AY ARdYA wheredyu learn to driHve

gladiola: WEOOGF EOOF BARK

grover: wHat

that one mark of athena scene in kansas

percy and jason: *fighting*

piper: can i get a waffle. can i please get a waffle

annabeth: duke do you want the ball?

cerberus: *jumps and knocks off display*

jason and percy in a small pool:

y/n, recording: two bros, chillin in a hot tub, five feet apart cuz they’re not gay

frank: im jOHn cena

frank: *plays flutes with nose*

hazel: wait oh yes wait a minute mister postman

nico: heeaey ( ´∀｀)

@tj-writes-things grace me with ur humble opinion on this post x

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mooncleaver · 2 years ago