#leo valdez angst

[poppitron360]

[the-goddess-of-gays]

hey do you guys think leo made the argo II controls so complicated because he was worried the rest of the seven would leave him behind if just anybody could drive the ship

because I do

[storywriter007]

can you do a “fighting for the first time” preference/headcannons with the HoO boys ? i love ur work!!

Fighting for the First Time - HoO Boys x Fem!Reader

author's note: thank you for the request!! and i'm so glad you like my work, this literally made my day. this is what i feel like first fights (non-quest related) would go but add your ideas in the comments!!

genre: angst ending in fluff

word count: 1.5k but it's all in bullet points

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percy jackson

the first time you guys seriously fight, it goes one of two ways

either a.) he doesn't care about who's right and just wants things to go back to normal or b.) he thinks he's right

option a is the preferred option

he tries to talk to you, finding you whenever and wherever

he refuses to leave until the problem is sorted out

and he is upset the entire duration of the fight

he apologizes for anything

"i'm sorry if i did anything at all to hurt you" kind of apology

option a fights would be over things like unintentionally hurting each-other

like accidentally saying something mean or sparring too roughly with each-other

or it would be over his reckless behavior

in which he understands why it worries you

this first fight wouldn't last long

maybe a day before you guys are all good again

option b is the worst

when he's convinced he's right, he tunes you out

not intentionally, it's just that he's too caught up in what he's feeling to properly listen to you

you guys go back and forth in circles

practically yelling at each-other

his eyes get dark and he becomes angry quickly

refuses to listen to you until things reach a tipping point

either you or him storm out and leave the other one alone for a few days and talk it out once they've cooled down

or one of you starts crying, and the anger is overshadowed by guilt and heartbreak bc of their ignorance

this fight would probably be over his loved ones

if you had pointed out a flaw about them or something they did which you didn't appreciate

or maybe just a passing comment you unintentionally made

i mean the loyalty on that man is crazy

lots of hurt feelings during this fight

and it would last a while - the most being a week

however, both fights would have a mutual apology

where both of you apologize for the things you've said and done

and you guys agree to do better in the future

you probs end up falling asleep in cabin 3 that night

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jason grace

to get in a serious fight with him, it's gotta be something big

jason is calm and level-headed

he takes a walk the first time things get heated and comes back to you with a clear mind

he talks to you calmly, treating the fight more like a debate

don't get it wrong though: internally he's freaking out

he's lost a lot, and he doesn't want to lose you

honestly your first serious fight with him would be over reckless behavior (on your end) or him being walked over

your first serious fight spawns from how deeply you two care for each-other

either he's mad you don't care about yourself and doesn't know how to tell you calmly bc you don't listen

or you're mad that he's ready to die for gods and kids who don't care about him in the least

you guys only fight about these things because light-hearted conversations don't send the message

jason, especially, stays stern during the fight

you wonder if he even cares tbh

but then you notice how he pauses and searches for words, how his lip twitches when you say something snappy, and the look in his eyes

he barely raises his voice, and only does it when you interrupt him constantly

the first fight would end within a day

it would end with revealing why you are reckless or why he is so selfless

it would be a calm, vulnerable conversation

would probs end in a make-out session bc he was so afraid he was gonna lose you

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leo valdez

i'm going to be so real rn: the fight starts because he's feeling inferior

he loves you sm and he considers himself lucky to have you

but bc of that - his feeling of inferiority would be on the back of his mind

he's not really jealous, but more-so afraid you're going to leave him at the drop of a hat like how everyone else has

so he gets upset if you're spending too much time around any other guy

the book series repeatedly talks about leo's insecurities and how he feels like he's not good enough and how he feels everything is his fault

insecurity runs deep and it would most definitely be a reason for a fight

you guys do raise your voices bc at first you're not understanding each-other

you think he's jealous and he thinks you don't want to be with him anymore

after you guys are done with your screaming match, leo would coop up wherever his machines are

he would stay there for a long time and think

he 100% is over analyzing every single thing you said to him

he's convinced you guys are going to break up and you're going to leave him

and he deserves it because it's his fault for starting the argument

even though he isn't jealous or thinks you're a cheater, he just let his insecurities get the best of him

and he feels like it's over for you two

he doubts himself; wondering if he should even try to talk to you or just let what he believes is the inevitable happen

so he doesn't even try to apologize

he is convinced it is all his fault

overworks himself in an attempt to distract himself from all of his terrible thoughts

you, on the other hand, have your time alone and want to talk to him

it's nighttime and he's nowhere to be found

you go to his little lab and voila, there he is

his eyes are red and sunken and his hands are shaky and dirty

you don't say anything, you just hug him

he breaks down and tells you why he was actually mad

he profusely apologizes and doesn't blame you if you want to break up

you explain to him that you are with him because you love him and that one little fight would never make you leave him

you reassure him that he is more than enough

this fight doesn't last more than a day or maybe two

the fight would end with a really intense kiss

and you would probably spend the rest of the night with him in his little work area

you'd watch movies, make jokes, laugh a lot, and company him while he manically works on something

that something is metal flowers as an apology for acting the way he did

it's his way of saying "we're stuck together and i love you :)"

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frank zhang

it's difficult to get into a serious fight with frank

but if you do, it would be over reckless behavior (on your end, c'mon y/n) or his own insecurity

your reckless behavior specifically with fire

frank and fire do not get along - it's well known

he literally can't stand you doing something dangerous in general

but with fire, it's even worse

he's convinced something terrible is going to happen and he lashes out at you bc of his previous experiences with fire

this fight would be short-lived though, bc you would understand why he feels that way

you'd apologize to him and he would apologize for lashing out

you'd agree to stop joking around with fire, but you'd convince him to start getting over his fear

this first fight actually ends up more helpful in the long run as frank slowly overcomes his fear of fire with you by his side

however, if it's his own insecurities, this would go another way

as mentioned, frank has been bullied

and he repeatedly feels like an outcast because he doesn't have dyslexia/adhd, he's an archer but he's a mars kid, and his life depends on a piece of firewood

your fight would start bc he felt left out with you

but it's just him overthinking

(if you use a sword) it's you sparring with jason or percy for practice

and it kinda makes him feel like "i want to help my gf but she needs someone who's actually good"

if you hang out with another mars kid for too long

makes him think "what i should be"

if you made a jab at him that he took a little too seriously

frank is a gentle giant, so he wouldn't yell in the least

you guys would argue and he'd be lost for words, kind of stuttering and repeating himself a lot

he'd just kinda walk off during an argument

this would make you mad bc he started the thing and doesn't want to listen to you

but really, he just wants to talk to you when it's not so heated

you'd go hide in your cabin/room

frank would be walking around and comes to the realization that walking out on your argument was a douchebag move

he shapeshifts into like a rat or a bug or something to go see you in your cabin and make sure you're not hurt

you'd see some random animal in your cabin and you get freaked out

he turn back into himself and apologizes for being rash

he'd be honest and tell you that he was just overthinking things and that he just got in his own head

you accept his apology and tell him to communicate better

to tell you if he feels left out or if he doesn't think something is funny, and to tell you that's he's leaving the argument bc he wants to think abt it

this fight is over by sundown

and you spend the rest of the evening practicing archery with him

[aphroditeinthesea]

“ r-o-c-k me ”

leo valdez x dionysus!reader

⚠️ p in v, swearing

i love writing smut

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The party was booming. It was hosted by the Dionysus cabin, so of course it would be. Everyone was out drinking and dancing, but here you were. Where you always wound up at these parties.

Leo’s lips on your neck, his hands on your hips, while you nearly banged your head against behind you. As he sucked on your neck, leaving marks, your arms tightened around his shoulders.

“Leo, we need,” you tried to be reasonable, you really did, “to get, back,” but it’s really hard, “to the party.” Although it’s hard to do what your brain knows you should when he’s pulling your hips harder and harder against his.

He left a few pecks, “I know,” he moved up to hold eye contact with you, “but do you want to, mi amor?”

You whimpered under his sugar brown eyes, “no.”

He smiled so wide in the reveal of his canines, “me neither.”

Your leg draped around his waist, causing your skirt to hitch up. Now the only thing holding you together was the cotton white panties you had chosen. The buckle of his belt was dangerously igniting a flame agost you.

His abuse of your neck continued while his fingers lingered up your shirt. When his hands collided with fabric, he groaned.

“Bra?”

“This shirt is thin, I wasn't going braless,” you responded.

“For me?” He pouted with puppy dog eyes.

You laughed, “you're a big boy, you can do it.”

He smirked, “big boy.”

“You know what I mean, loser.”

He begrudgingly found the clasp and with a few missed attempts, it was finally sliding off of your body through your sleeve.

“Fuck, I love when you do that,” he muttered, pulling you in to press your lips together again.

You, however, reached down to begin undoing his belt. Which made you slightly understand his struggle with the bra. Alas, you got it undone as you pulled away from the kiss.

“Fuck me,” you whispered, “fast.”

He nodded, “yeah, fuck, yes.” He began sliding your panties down your leg, with your help of awkwardly maneuvering your legs. He tried to pocket them, but you grabbed them, proceeding to shove them in his mouth.

“You get noisy.”

He mumbled something along the lines of “you're going to kill me.”

You just smiled, finishing the task of unzipping his pants and pulling them down just enough so you could pull out his dick from his boxers.

You brushed your fingers along the flesh through the fabric, earning a gasp out of the boy. He spat the fabric out of his mouth and leaned his forehead against yours.

“Don't do this to me,” he whined as his hips bucked from your touch.

You smirked, looking up at him, “well, only if you ask nicely.”

His eyebrows pinched together, “please, mi amor.”

You pulled down his boxers, his hardon jumping out at you. His freehand reached down to press the tip at your entrance.

“Tell me when,”

“Now.”

He obliged, slowly interesting himself into you. You bit your lip to hide any sounds of relief but he deeply sighed when he finally bottomed out. For just a second, everything was still. Just two bodies acting as one as breaths of air were shared. He leaned down his head to press a few kisses on your neck, just then you whispered right into his ear, “go,” as you took his earlobe between your teeth.

He commanded, much like a dog. He pulled out of you nearly all the way before pushing himself back in. Your head involuntarily threw back against the wall as quiet winces made their way out of your mouth.

He slowly repeated the action a few times, until you finally looked at him and said, “if you don't speed up, I’m going to kill you.”

And there he went. The sounds produced were so, well, lewd. The quiet sighs and groans mixed with the squelching sounds of your dripping hole. It was doing all the more to bring your orgasm closer.

With every thrust, you could feel his balls slap by the bottom of your ass, reminding you how you wanted to feel every inch of him. You tighten your grip on him, you lean down against his shoulder, biting his skin.

He groaned at the pain but didn't say much as you quickly ran your tongue over the mark.

“I’m close, baby,” he mumbled, his rutting turning messy.

“Me too,” you whispered between hasps. You reached one of your hands down to toy with your clit, only getting you even closer.

“I’m gonna,”

“Inside.”

“What?”

“Inside, I wanna feel you cum in me,” you spoke, your haze of lust overfilling any sensical thought.

“Seriously?”

“Yes, please,” you begged, “Leo, please.”

With just a couple more messy thrusts, you felt the warm liquid fill your hole.

“Fuck, Leo,” you quickened the pace on your clit as he fucked you all through his high, making sure you were to finish. With your eyes pinched shut, and his name falling from your lips like you were chanting a curse, you felt yourself release.

Your sweaty bodies clung together as the toe of you tried to catch your breaths. You felt a twitch inside you, realizing he was still in there. You let out a whimper from how sensitive you were as he finally pulled out.

He watched as your mixed juices dripped down out of your hole, little droplets landing on the hardwood floor. “That's so hot.”

You giggled, pulling him close to you again.

“Should we get back?”

You shrugged, “I don't think anyone would miss us if we were gone for another twenty minutes

[sweetsdereese]

He’s a child of Hephaestus, a pyromancer, so why do fireworks scare him now? Why do they now remind him of his own death?

[irlpowderfromarcane]

the worst part of valgrace is that that one of them always had to die. the second that Leo was revived Jasons fate was sealed. the only way that Jason could have lived was if Leo had died first

[demigod-shenanigans]

You know what devastates me? The fact that Leo didn’t get to have any kind of birthday celebration during their time on the Argo II. Jason at least got to do a small thing with Piper, but Leo’s birthday doesn’t even get a mention, despite the fact that it’s right after Jason’s. I wonder if Leo brought his birthday up at all or if he just spent the whole day fixing the ship and working on Festus because he felt so guilty about what happened to Percy and Annabeth that he thought he didn’t deserve to be celebrated.

Honestly, I wonder if Leo even remembered it was his birthday until after the fact. Maybe it’d already passed the year before when he befriended Piper, or if he befriended her before his birthday maybe he didn’t bring it up because it’d been so long since he last celebrated it that he didn’t think it was important. Either way, Piper probably didn’t know.

Maybe Leo was actually looking forward to celebrating his birthday during their Argo time originally because he finally had friends to celebrate it with, but was embarrassed about the thought of people making a fuss, so he was just planning to bake a cake or something. Except by the time it comes around, it’s obvious even without bringing it up that no one felt like cake after everything that happened, so he shelves the idea. Maybe he’ll do it some other time. Maybe next year, if they’re still alive then.

Also, how cruel is it that him and Jason just got that one shot of celebrating each other’s birthdays together and they somehow missed both?

[gaygirldoodles]

No matter what you do, don't think about Leo Valdez

Don't think about the trauma of having his mother die like that at such a young age

Don't think about how his Tia Rosa treated him horribly despite how he was just a kid

Don't think about the amount of abuse he faced in all of those foster homes he was sent to

Don't think about how he had to run away from them, fending for himself on the streets over and over again

Don't think about him being sent to wilderness school, a thing notorious for being horrible towards the kids and downright traumatizing

Don't think about the people he knew even a little who were harmed by that system or even killed

Don't think about how the history of a friendship he held so dearly turned out to be fabricated by Juno. That it was all a lie

Don't think about him still being best friend with Jason - the real Jason - only for their to be a prophecy that one of them must die

Don't think about how he decided that it must be him

He couldn't let Jason die

Don't think about how he tells Hazel and Frank about his plan because Romans understant self-sacrifice, but Jason wouldn't. Jason, who's done nothing but sacrifice things for the people he cares about.

Don't think about how Leo and Jason never reunited after that.

Don't think about him finding out that his best friend, and someone he maybe even liked more than that, died.

"Where's Jason?"

But we all know that he knew

And he still asked

Don't think about how he would blame himself for that.

You can't avoid prophecies after all

They always have to be fulfilled somehow

Don't think about his mother, Esperanza

Don't think about how he spent weeks months in Bunker 9 building the Argo II barely interacting with anybody

Don't think about how he barely even celebrated Christmas if at all because the whole world depended on hin building this huge warship

Don't think about Leo using humor to hide how bad he truly feels just so that Gaea wouldn't win

He could not let her destroy him

Because as long as he didn't lose that part of himself, he was still winning, even if what she had done had left him broken

But you do want to think about how he was finally able to find a home.

A place that would accept him how he was

A place that would be safe for him

A place where he wouldn't have to run from abusive family members and fosters homes anymore

He once again had a family that loved him.

[1800-lemon-boy]

Friendly reminder that Piper and Leo were both put into a wilderness therapy camp instead of getting the love and help they needed.

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[purple-racoon-80]

hc that the first time jason said "I hate you" jokingly to leo, leo completely freaked out, because how could he have fucked up so badly his favourite person hates him? anyway, now Jason only says "I mildly dislike you" to avoid that situation again

[aria-upside-down]

I am begging for an angsty valgrace fic rec

Please someone give me one

[poppitron360]

Jason Grace, consistently telling Leo he is awesome.

Name one other character that does that. I dare you.

[the-goddess-of-gays]

Heroes of Olympus but the ships are slowburn like in the first series so we have to suffer all over again

Frank and Hazel stumbling around each other and Frank being unable to explain why he hates Leo so much while Hazel is still barely over Sammy

Piper "he may not know it yet, but he is MINE" McLean pulling increasingly desperate stunts to try and win Jason over x Jason Grace who is as oblivious as PJO Percy

Percabeth asking each other "were we like this? there's no way we were like this" and Grover having the time of his life on the other side of the empathy link because Percy now knows what he's been enduring for the last four years

Leo's seventh-wheel character arc would so much more pronounced because now the flirting pre-couples seem to literally have no time for him unless they want to talk about romance and he just wants his fucking friends back

I'm very very normal about this

[storywriter007]

do you do requests? if you do, can you do Leo x fem reader who is the daughter of Khione, she has ice powers and she has a very friendly, cheerful demeanor and is genuinely kind tends to smile a lot of the times although it does comes off as creepy sometimes, the reason why the reader smiles a lot is because just like Leo as a way of coping with her mommy issues and doesn't want people to worry

Fire & Ice - Leo Valdez x Fem!Reader

author's note: i do take requests :) and this is such a cute idea! like fire and ice, polar opposites, but they end up being the exact same. thank you for the request!

author's note 2: i didn't know if you wanted this to be fluff or angst, so i kinda did both (please send me more angst im internally dying writing all of this joy)

warnings: slight bullying, mommy issues, cursing

genre: angst ending in fluff

word count: 1.9k

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y/n gently braided the curly hair in front of her. she put a little elastic towards the end of the braid, and leaned back. it looked wonderful. beautiful brown curls cascaded down like a waterfall, and two cute little braids were at the top of the head.

"all done lay!" she smiled.

"you look beautiful," she said, holding up a mirror for the girl to see.

"thank you so much y/n! i loooove it!" she beamed, giving y/n a big hug.

"of course!"

she ran off, and y/n began cleaning up.

"surprised you didn't give the kid a brain freeze." a familiar voice laughed.

"nice to see you too, valdez." she rolled her eyes.

leo's smile died out whenever he saw y/n, and y/n's kindness turned into cruelty whenever she saw him. they didn't get along; not in the least. leo was a fire-producing maniac, and y/n was a snow-summoning psycho. their rivalry started when y/n was ice skating on the lake (after turning part of it into ice) and leo came up and set it on fire. y/n would've drowned if she didn't quickly skate away and create ice until she got to the grass. after that, y/n froze one of his favorite machines, and he spent days trying to melt all the ice off. they'd had it out for each other for two summers - ever since leo found out she was the daughter of khione.

leo was loud. annoying. funny on occasion. y/n was soft spoken. kind. caring. fire and ice. they were far too different.

"don't you have something to blow up?" she asked, meeting his brown eyes.

"yeah." he said, looking over at her cabin. "elsa's castle."

"i swear to god, i'm going to-"

"turn me into a rocket pop?" he grinned.

"i'm gonna freeze your bed. have fun sleeping outside for the week." she said, staring him down.

"that'll make two of us."

they both stormed away. gods, she couldn't stand him.

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evening struck, and as y/n made her way to the mess hall, she saw a little boy sitting all alone on a fallen tree. he had curly blonde hair. he was wearing a blue t-shirt and beige cargo shorts. he looked no older than twelve. he sat quietly, his face resting on his right hand. he looked upset.

"y/n, c'mon." one of her friends said.

"you guys go, i'll be with you in a few."

she made her way over to the little boy.

"can i sit here?" she asked.

"yeah." he said glumly, moving over.

"what's your name?"

"daniel." he said, not looking at her.

"tough first week, daniel?" she asked.

he nodded his head. new campers came in everyday, and it didn't get easier for any half-blood who stepped in the magical boundaries.

"it's alright." she reassured. "the first week is always the worst week."

"i've got no friends." he said shakily. "no one wants to talk to me."

he finally looked up and met y/n's gaze. she could see the scattered freckles on his face and the tears that were welled up in his light green eyes.

"what about your siblings?"

her voice was soft and calming.

"they don't wanna talk to me either." he said, defeated.

"i know." she sighed. "it's tough being new. but, uh, tell me dan, what do you like to do?"

"i-i like to draw." he said.

"that's so cool! i can only draw a stick figure, dear gods. what do you like to draw?"

"mostly nature and stuff. i draw a lot of animals and landscapes." he said, his tone picking up a little bit. "i have a sketchbook, if y-you want to see.."

his voice trailed off.

"i'd be delighted." she smiled.

the boy's eyes lit up as he rushed off and quickly came back with a sketchbook. he showed her all of his drawings and where he had drawn them. they were absolutely beautiful. they continued talking about the drawings, and daniel told y/n about all of the parks, lakes, and mountains he'd visited before arriving at camp. she could see he was feeling a lot better.

"don't you want to go to the mess hall?" y/n asked him. "get somethin' to eat?

"my siblings don't like it when i sit with them." he sighed.

"who said you have to sit with them?" she laughed. "sit with me. c'mon kid."

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after walking daniel to the ares cabin, y/n turned around and rushed to the camp headquarters for a counselor's meeting. she wasn't looking forward to seeing leo. as she walked into the very informal meeting room, his first remark was made.

"someone's late." he coughed.

the other counselors turned to look at her.

suck my dick is what she wanted to say.

"one of the kids wanted me to walk them back. that's kinda what happens when the younger campers actually trust you." she smiled, passive-aggresively.

"hey, they trust me!" he defended. "they love me."

"first you lie about your height, and now how much the kids like you?"

the crowd of counselors started laughing.

"don't encourage her guys." he said, so seriously that the crowd quit laughing. "she's gonna start singing 'let it go!'"

giggles and laughs burst out from every corner of the room as y/n felt her cheeks grow warm.

"c'mon johnny storm." she paused. "give them a real show and sing 'this boy is on fire,' won't you?"

he glared at her as more laughs erupted from the counselors. to them, it was all in good fun. to leo and y/n, it was the continuation of a war. just as leo was about to holler another snappy insult, their verbal sparring was interrupted.

"enough." chiron said, entering the room. "i've had it with you two."

the room stood quiet.

"yeah, y/n, pack up your shit." he snickered.

"i'm sorry for the constant misconduct." she smiled, trying to repair the damage. "i could fix it, if you'd let me turn valdez into a statue for my ice castle."

laughs erupted from more of their banter.

"go clean the stables." he ordered. "both of you, together. come back to your cabins once you've become friends."

"there's no way that me and evil frosty are gonna get along." leo protested. "we're gonna be there forever!"

shut up y/n wanted to yell. he was just making things worse.

"then i suggest you ask mr. jackson to teach you how to speak horse." chiron said firmly.

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y/n cleaned the stables while leo swept the floor.

"leo, could you pass me that-"

"no."

they had been here for four hours and leo had refused to cooperate. she was at the end of her rope with him.

"why do you hate me?" she asked, exasperated.

she'd wondered this ever since they'd got here. she assumed it's because ice and fire don't get along, but everyone at camp assured her leo would never hate anyone over something they couldn't control. especially, godly heritage.

"you got us stuck here!" he argued.

"you started it!" she countered.

their voices slowly rose as they yelled at one-another.

"you were late!" he continued. "and besides, i might've started it, but you ended it!"

"you started things with me from the first day i got here two summers ago! you tried to burn me alive! you threated to blow my cabin up! why!?" she asked loudly.

she was tired. she was sore. and she was sick of leo always being a douchebag.

"your mom tried to kill me!" he yelled.

"she tried to kill me too!"

"what?" he asked, his gaze softening and his voice lowering.

"nothing." y/n said, realizing what she'd just said. "nothing, just forget about it."

"y/n-"

"go to bed." she demanded. "i'll finish this by myself. not like you were doing anything anyways."

"you can trust me." he insisted. "please?"

"make whatever snide remark you were going to, and leave."

"please, y/n." he said, his voice low and steady. "what happened?"

"i was nine, and uh, my mother had decided she was done with me. she tried to freeze me, and uh, then she tried to stab me." she paused to say the next part. "and when none of that work, she uh-she tried to burn me."

"i'm so sorry."

"don't worry about it." she said, quickly plastering a smile on her face. "now it's your turn to answer my question. why do you hate me?"

"i-i don't. i never have." he sighed. "i figured you'd end up hating me regardless, so i just sealed our fate."

they stood in the silence of the stables.

"you started a fight with my because you assumed i would automatically dislike you? because you can summon fire?" y/n asked, it being her turn to be shocked now.

"yeah." he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "i thought you'd be some cold, icy, pessimistic bitch.

"ouch."

"until i saw you. how much you cared, and how much you smiled, and how much you made other people feel better. by the time, i realized you weren't what i had made of you, it was too late to turn back."

"leo." she said, unable to speak. "i care about people regardless. i would've never had a vendetta against you because you're a mini human torch. and even though you were convinced i hated you, i never did. i just played along."

"liar." he chuckled.

"when you passed out from exhaustion for forty-eight hours, do you know who monitored you each and every second? do you know who constructed your diet and recovery plan? do you remember the fuzzy voice telling you everything was going to be okay? because that was me."

"why?" he asked. "why are you so nice?

"i just want someone to stay."

they started at each-other for a moment. leo used humor and jokes to cover up the pain he felt. y/n used compensating kindness. they didn't want people to leave them, so they found something that would make them valuable: witty remarks and selflessness. they both covered up their profound pain and self-hatred with a form of fake happiness. they both had constructed a person who is only upset when no one is watching. and it was all because both of them didn't want people to worry, they just wanted them to stay.

"i feel the same way." he shared.

they weren't as different as they thought they were.

"i'm sorry." he said, sincerity in his eyes. "i misjudged you."

"i'm sorry too." she responded. "i held up my end of the bargain, didn't i?"

"i guess fire and ice aren't polar opposites after all." he smiled.

"i think they're identical." she agreed, reaching her hand out.

they shook hands, but didn't let go. leo's grip was firm on her hand. they looked into each other's eyes. leo pulled her in and pressed his lips to hers. his rough hands wrapped around her waist, as hers roamed his face and neck. it wasn't a needy kiss, it wasn't a passionate kiss, it was a "i'm glad you're here" kiss. leo felt her cold fingers move around his neck. it felt refreshing. y/n felt his warm hands around her waist. it felt comforting. after a few seconds, they pulled away, and laughed a little. y/n put her head on his shoulder as he held her tight.

[aphroditeinthesea]

Hii!! I literally love sm of your writing it’s sooo good okie so my request is Leo Valdez x child of hades reader one shot (I was thinking gn or fem) where they both have huge crushes on eachother and are besties but when Leo confesses the reader feels they have too much emotional baggage (being a child of the big 3 and all) and like angst with lots of fluff so tysm and ofc feel free to not write this I totally understand, anyway byeeee

“ be my baby (i’ll look after you) ”

leo valdez x hades!reader (gn) 🔨

playing look after you by the fray

⚠️ smooching

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“Hey,” you smiled, walking up to your best friend on the dock. He turned around, a smile trying to hide the nervousness in his eyes. “Are you okay?”

He nodded, “yeah, I just wanted to talk to you about something?”

“Sure, okay,” you sat down by the water, hands nervously fidgeting with the rings on your fingers.

He sat alongside you, “uhm, so,” he took a deep breath, puffing out his cheeks, “how are you?”

You raised an eyebrow, “fine,” you spoke. You admired how the sun setting began to frame his curls, giving him the effect of a glowing aura.

He finally locked eyes with you, “this is probably stupid.”

“What? What's wrong?” you reached for his hand that had been sitting beside him. You tried to ignore your nerves telling you that it’ll give away all of your obvious feelings. Your feelings that you would rather die than confess. Leo was the most easy going, funniest person you knew, he didn't deserve that. Well, he didn't deserve you. So, as your heart beat faster, you just held his hand tighter.

He seemed to freeze at the contact. “Y/N,” he muttered. “Y/N, I have had kind of had feelings for you for a while now, and I just,” he bit his lip, “I needed to tell you.”

Your face dropped. “No, you don't." The words came without you knowing.

“What?”

You shook your head, pulling away your hand, “Leo, I, look, you're my best friend, and I love you, but,” love. Fuck.

He didn't catch on.

“I’m sorry, I needed to tell you, it was killing me.”

“I would kill you.”

“Huh?”

You stood up and began walking off. You just made it back onto the grass by the time he fully comprehended what just happened and began walking behind you.

“Y/N!” He felt a hole in his chest never like this before.

“Leave me alone, okay?” You called out.

Time stood still. You had an ache in your stomach. What was wrong with you? This guy you had been pining and longing for the whole time you’ve known him, and you just left?

He stood still, watching you walk away. He cursed himself for telling you anything. Of course, you wouldn't like him back. You were friends. That's all.

He walked back to his cabin, avoiding all eyes. Like anyone who saw him would know what an idiot he was.

You, however, ran into your cabin, slamming the door behind you. You fell flat on your bed, the tears already began to fall.

Of course, as anyone would, you screamed bloody murder into your pillow.

“What are you doing?”

You jolted up at the sound of your brother’s voice. “Sorry,” you wiped your cheek, “I thought you were still out.”

“I was supposed to be but there was an emergency at the infirmary so Will had to go,” he looked at your face, “what happened?”

“Leo, you know Leo,” you looked at the floor, “he likes me back.”

“Oh no?”

You let out a pathetic laugh, “yeah, oh no.”

“Did he say anything else?” Nico asked, genuine confusion on his face.

You nodded, “just that he has feelings for me,” you hugged your knees to your chest, “I didn't tell him how I feel.”

“Why not?”

You shook your head, “he doesn't," you choked out your words as the sobs began, “he should be with,” you took a breath with each word, “someone who’s not me.”

He sighed. He understood what you meant. It was something any child of the big three would feel. Scratch that. Any child of Hades would feel.

You looked up at his face. “What do I do?”

He shrugged, “I’ve seen how you act when he's around, y/n.”

Your shoulders slumped, “I know.”

“You should do what you want, but,” he leaned back, “if you don't tell him, you're just gonna hurt yourself even more.”

He was right. You thought about it really. You spent so much time wallowing in your self pity. First him not liking you back. But now that he does, you're still upset?

“Damn, Di Angelo,” you huffed, "you're actually right.”

“Why do you say that like I’m not usually?”

You chuckled, “I’m gonna go.” You stood up, walking towards the door. “Thanks.”

“Good luck,” your brother mentioned as you walked out.

You took a deep breath in as your feet touched the green grass. You looked around at the campers passing by, the Sun was nearly completely set. You exhaled as your feet moved towards cabin nine.

Your heart pounded. Your legs were shaking like you were trying to stay on a sinking boat. Your palms might as well have been the water.

You looked at the door in front of you.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

A shuffle was heard inside before, “come in.”

This was it. You turned the door knob. You finally peered in and looked around.

No Leo.

“Uhm,” you looked at his siblings, who exchanged confused glances.

“Leo’s not here,” one of his brothers spoke up.

“Right, yeah, okay.” You backed up out of the cabin. There was only one other place that came to your mind. You hurried through camp, looking for the boy.

After what felt like forever, with your mind clouded with thoughts, you found yourself at bunker nine.

He was standing outside of it, looking like he was leaving.

“Hi, Leo,” you cracked out.

He looked up, “hi, y/n.”

You stepped closer to him, "I'm sorry.”

He shook his head, "don't worry about it. I shouldn't have sprung that on you like that.”

“No, Leo, I mean,” you grabbed one of his hands, “I like you, too.”

He looked bewildered, “what?”

“I didn't tell you because I thought I wasn't good enough for you but,” you smiled, “I love you.”

“Are you serious?”

You took his face in your hands. You brought your lips to his. He gripped your waist to pull you closer.

“I’m kinda serious.”

He grinned, pulling you in for another kiss, “I love you, too,” he mumbled into your mouth.

You were glad the two of you were so deep in the woods. Because if anyone had walked by they would have seen two absolutely ridiculous teenagers kissing like they were never going to need oxygen again.

[sweetsdereese]

While Jason may hate fireworks too, nothing will stop him from being there for Leo.