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I have realized that the perfect form of media must have a delicate balance between absolutely heart wrenching pure emotional devastation and the most ridiculous nonsense you have ever seen in your whole life

[xoxochb]

thinking about percy jackson and his doe eyed girlfriend! he’s so totally obsessed with ur pretty eyes in a way that’s near concerning to everyone around him— and that’s excluding himself— he thinks the addiction is quite normal. he love love lovessss when u get on ur knees for him n ur all hesitant n u look up at him with ur bambi eyes, a silent way of asking for reassurance or praise while u suck him off. n he loves seeing them all teary while you nearly choke on him, or even when he’s mercilessly thrusting his cock into your tight n achy cunt, abusing you until mascara tears roll down ur cheeks from ur pretty bambi eyes :(( n when he finishes he’ll wipe your cheeks with the pad of his thumbs n tell u how good u did for him n how u look ‘so pretty’ beneath him. n then he’ll kiss your eyelids closed so delicately, ur ruined mascara getting all over his lips but he doesn’t entirely seem to care. n not only this he just loves seeing ur eyes in general, not only when he’s fucking you— he likes when the illuminate like christmas lights when he buys u a new stuffie or flowers or really anything at that. but all in all, it’s safe to say that percy jackson is unhealthily obsessed with ur gorgeous doe eyes!!

[starrydali]

hii i got a request for a luke castellan fic🤭

so i thought of it the other day.. what if its during a capture the flag game but reader and luke get carried away with yk.. making out or smth and they get caught !

do what you want with it, i just thought it could be cute😊

Friends With Benefits - Luke Castellan

∘°∘♡∘° Stoppp I love this so much♡

✧˖*°࿐*✧.┊You and Luke have always been close friends, but lately, things have been a little… complicated. You're not quite dating, but you're not just friends either. Stolen kisses here and there, moments where the line between friendship and something more starts to blur. ✧. ┊

The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor. You were supposed to be patrolling—Luke was supposed to be patrolling—but instead, you were backed against the rough bark of a tree, his lips brushing against yours in a way that sent your thoughts spiraling into chaos.

“Luke,” you mumbled between kisses, though you made no effort to stop him. “We’re going to get caught.”

He pulled back slightly, his face so close that his breath warmed your skin. His smirk was maddeningly cocky, the kind that made you simultaneously want to shove him and kiss him again. “Relax,” he said, his voice low and full of amusement. “You worry too much.”

“You don’t worry enough,” you shot back, your hands resting awkwardly on his chest, unsure whether to push him away or pull him closer.

Luke just chuckled, leaning in again, his lips brushing against the corner of your mouth before moving to trail down your jaw. “It’s adorable how you think anyone’s paying attention to us right now.”

You were about to retort when—

“Luke Castellan.”

The sharp voice cut through the quiet of the woods like a blade. Your head snapped toward the source of the sound, and your stomach dropped. Annabeth.

She stood a few feet away, arms crossed and a look of utter disbelief etched on her face. For once, her calculating gaze wasn’t directed at some strategic move in Capture the Flag—it was pinned squarely on the two of you.

“Oh gods,” you muttered under your breath, stepping away from Luke so fast you nearly tripped over a root.

Luke, on the other hand, didn’t seem the least bit fazed. He leaned casually against the tree, his arms crossed over his chest, and gave Annabeth his most infuriating grin. “Hey, Annabeth,” he said, as if she’d just caught him skipping chores and not...well, this.

“‘Hey, Annabeth?’” she repeated, her voice rising slightly. Her eyes flicked between you and Luke, her expression a mix of shock, confusion, and something that looked suspiciously like secondhand embarrassment. “What the hell was that?”

You opened your mouth to explain—or maybe apologize—but no sound came out. Your face was burning so hot you were sure it could rival Apollo’s chariot.

“We were just...uh...” Luke began, his grin widening as he glanced at you.

“Don’t,” Annabeth interrupted, holding up a hand. “Don’t even try to explain.”

Luke shrugged, clearly enjoying himself. “Alright, if you insist.”

“Luke!” you hissed, swatting his arm.

“What?” he said, feigning innocence. “I’m not lying. She told me not to explain.”

Annabeth groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I cannot believe this. You two are supposed to be best friends.”

“We are,” Luke said, the casual tone in his voice almost convincing.

“Best friends don’t...” Annabeth gestured vaguely between the two of you, clearly at a loss for words.

You wanted to sink into the ground and disappear forever. “This isn’t—it’s not—”

“Not what it looked like?” Annabeth supplied, raising an eyebrow.

You nodded furiously, though you weren’t entirely sure what you were agreeing to.

Luke, ever the opportunist, slung an arm around your shoulders, pulling you close enough that you could feel the heat radiating off him. “Come on, Annabeth,” he said, his tone light and teasing. “Can’t two best friends share a kiss now and then without it being a big deal?”

“No!” Annabeth snapped, her face incredulous. “No, they can’t!”

“Well,” Luke said, his smirk practically glowing in the dark, “guess we missed the memo.”

Annabeth threw her hands up in frustration. “You’re both unbelievable.” She turned on her heel and stalked back toward the creek, muttering something about idiocy and never being able to unsee things.

As soon as she was out of earshot, you turned to Luke, your jaw dropping. “What is wrong with you?”

“Nothing,” he said, his expression far too pleased with himself. “That went better than I expected.”

“Better?” you repeated, your voice a mix of disbelief and mortification. “She’s never going to let us live this down.”

“Probably not,” Luke agreed, his grin softening into something almost fond as he looked at you. “But hey, at least now you know what you're dealing with.”

“And what exactly am dealing with?” you asked, narrowing your eyes at him.

Luke’s gaze flicked briefly to your lips before meeting your eyes again. “A best friend who doesn’t play by the rules.”

You rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest betrayed you. “You’re insufferable.”

“And yet, here you are,” he teased, leaning in just enough that your noses brushed.

You shoved him lightly, though the smile tugging at your lips was impossible to hide. “Come on,” you said, grabbing his wrist and pulling him in the direction of the creek. “Let’s actually do our job before we get caught again.”

“Whatever you say, best friend,” he said, his laughter echoing through the trees as he followed you.

✧. ┊ Send requests! :)

[chocolatechaoscollective]

I feel like it fits me

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[helpallthenamesaretaken]

remember when percy used to just casually bribe people? and then target their insecurity to manipulate them to get what he wanted? because i do. every day.

[o-w-l-h-e-art]

PERCABETH MY BELOVEDS 🥹🥹🎀

[aurantiumred]

wish jercy was canon because do you KNOW what percy would do upon learning about his death

the entirety of Manhattan would be GONE

destroyed, vaporized, tsunamis and earthquakes and hurricanes hitting the shore over and over and over

apollo's real trials? deal with a pissed off percy trying to fist fight hades to get his boyfriend back

might make that into a fanfic actually would go hard.

orpheus step aside

[purple-racoon-80]

is this about leo valdez

ooooOooOoOoooooOOOOOoooo…. actually….. that character….. doesn’t need to be in a romantic relationship…. to be fulfilled or happy or “well rounded”……. ooooooOoOoOo…. and neither do PEOPLE……

[p0isongore]

little hazel color study, ive never colored a poc in my life before so i hope this is a good first try!!

reminding i have emergency commissions open ( 15usd a whole illustration, dm for more info)

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

You'd like to think that for two dollars he'd get her name right.

It's more than any other camper has given him.

Mr.D, gesturing towards Hazel: Okay, first of all I'd like to introduce our new ambassador of camp Jupiter, Hailey, and I'd like to thank her for her generous gift of two dollars, which she handed to me this morning. Unnecessary but appreciated

Piper, whispering to Hazel: Why'd you give him two dollars?

Hazel, whispering back : I thought he was homeless

[animentality]

[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

also I love that Grover gets separated from the kids and immediately starts playing mind games with a god. he's like finally I don't have to be a good role model for a second. let's talk brutality.

[the-overanalyst]

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

[multi-bookworm]

It's also the council building at camp half-blood when a god asks them to do a quest.

where me and the mutuals work