#percy will probs be in the next chapter

[astrxsee]

FALSE GOD chap. 2

(chap 1) (chap 2) (chap 3)

percy jackson x child of demeter!oc

𝑰𝑵 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑯 Rose St. Claire sets off on a quest to save the goddess in chains.

𝑶𝑹

𝑷𝑬𝑹𝑪𝒀 𝑱𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑺𝑶𝑵 learns to see what is right in front of him.

!CONTENT WARNING! gore, romance, swearing, blood, heavy themes

a/n: omg! hi i love posting on tumblr so much?? like i finally wanna write again LOL anyways I can also take requests! only if you want anyways pls i hope you like the next chapter i PROMISE there will be romance but it’s a slow burn dw

also can someone please show me how to link the first chapter i cannot for the life of me pls and thanks

sorry for the delay yall fr i just have to be in the right headspace to write im so sorry anyways i hope you like it please feel free to give any feedback

also if you like it i would be happy to put anyone on a tag list as well <3

The clicking of heels against the polished floor grabs my attention, the game I was holding in my hand lays idly to the side. Bianca shoots me a nervous look from her seat next to me before peering up at the stern lady. The lady's grey hair was slicked back into a bun, her nose crooked, almost like a scythe. She did not look very nice.

"Bianca Di Angelo." She states, matter of factly. "I am here to take you, your brother," The woman shoots a pointed look at Nico, "And your... friend."

The look the mysterious woman gave was poisonous, her eyes daggers as she looked at me. Her nose sneered as she took in the surroundings of the casino. It was loud, I could tell she didn't like it.

"My name is Rose." I snapped, quickly rising to my feet. I cross my arms as her eyes narrow as she looks at me. I glare back at her, not backing down from her imposing stare.

She sighs and rolls her eyes muttering something under her breath, something along the lines of 'stupid demigods'. I feel Bianca stand next to me, putting a calming hand on my shoulder. She quickly steps in front of me, breaking my cold stare at the unpleasant woman.

"Excuse me, but are you here to take us to school?" Bianca asks, her head tilted in a curious way. The old woman nodded, a careless look on her face.

"Yes, now come, we haven't got any time to lose. Don't ask any questions." The woman says before turning on her heel to the exit of the casino. I cast a look over my shoulder to Nico, his face twisted in a worried look. His hands fiddled with a silver army soldier toy, as he glanced around at everyone except the lawyer.

"Are you sure we can't just stay?" A small voice speaks out from behind Bianca. The stern woman whips around to look at Nico, who looks like he was about to cry. The lawyer scoffs.

"Stupid boy. You three are too important to be kept here." She bluntly states. Kept here? Too important? Her words make my mind spiral. I cast a worried glance over to Bianca who also has a troubled look on her face.

I couldn't help the nervous feeling in my chest. My Dad had brought me here about two months ago. Now that I think of it, I couldn't really remember what he looked like, let alone why he left me here. Were we being kept here? I shake my head, trying to rid my mind of these troubling thoughts.

My brows furrow as I try to remember the events leading up to entering the casino. It feels like the memories are just out of reach, like a blank space fills the area where they used to be. All I could remember was the year; 1976. I didn't want to go back out there, I didn't want to face what was waiting for me on the outside. Surely, the police would still be looking for me. Most of all, I didn't want that... thing to get me.

I roughly bump into Bianca, who stopped in her tracks. Daylight poured through the open door of the casino, I could hear many voices and sounds coming from outside.

"Bianca, what the hell." I ask, my mind snapping back to reality. I glance up and all words are lost as I become rooted to my spot. The cars zoomed by in the road, hundreds of billboards lined the bustling streets. There were bright screens with neon words that I couldn't even understand. Where was I? All I know that this was not 1976.

"Hurry up, children. We haven't got time to loose." The lawyer snaps. I look over to her, my mouth wide open. Bianca and Nico still had their eyes glued to the unfamiliar scene, their faces contorted into looks of panic.

A feeling of anger rose up inside of me as I took steps closer to the woman. She didn't even flinch as I leaned as close as I could to her.

"Where the fuck are we?" I yell, my confusion getting the better of my rationality. My arms gesture to the enigmatic scene in front of me. What year is it? What happened?" My mind is running too fast that I can't comprehend one thought. Where were we? What happened while I was in the casino? Why did it look like we were in the future?

An annoyingly amused smile makes it way onto the lawyers face. She shakes her head and lets out a condescending laugh.

"Stupid girl." She began, her eyes bored, "I told you to not ask any questions." My eyes open incredulously at her dismissive words. My entire world had been flipped on its head and she tells me not to ask questions! The anger boils up in my chest as I stand there with millions of questions. I notice pink flowers start to pop up in the cracks of the sidewalk, I didn't care at this point. I couldn't control it.

"What year is it?" A soft voice breaks me from my confused spiral. Bianca, now looking over to the woman, asks, her face full of confusion. She then looks at me, her eyes filled with tears.

"2007." She bluntly states, rolling her eyes as if it was a stupid question. My hand flies to my mouth in shock as I hear the woman's words. 2007! I have been in that damn casino for thirty one years? I reel back, the realization finally hitting me. I shake my head, a feeling of sickness washes over me. This can't be happening.

The woman guides us towards a large black car. I had never seen a car so big and with so many seats! She motions to the driver to leave after we all file into the car. Nico looks completely lost, his hands still on his silver army toy.

"Now, you may be confused." The woman, Camille according to the driver, starts. I scoff at her words, my arms crossed as I look out the window. A growing feeling of sadness wells up in my stomach, a twisting sort of feeling. "I can assure you that you will be safe at your new school. We will be there shortly."

How much did the world change? Why does time pass differently in that casino? Why did my Dad leave me there? Thousands of questions circled around in my head, too many unknowns for me to handle.

I feel my breaths begin to quicken, my hands shaking. I fiddle with the pins and patches on my worn out bomber jacket, quickly grounding myself. I think of my hands in cold grass and a warm breeze blowing over my face. I breathe out a sigh, accepting of the absolutely crazy situation.

I place my hand over Bianca's, she breaks her stare from out the window to look over at me. I give her a reassuring smile and her hand a small squeeze. She gives me a small smile, telling me that she's okay.

"Okay, children, grab your things. We're here." Camille orders. She quickly climbs out of the car and starts making her way to the man standing outside of the ominous front doors of the school. I grab my green duffel bag and follow Bianca out of the car, Nico follows me slowly. I didn't even want to think about how scared he must be. We all follow Camille slowly, our necks craned up to take in the vastness of the school.

Standing on the pathway, there stands a man. He towers over my friends and I as we stand behind our lawyer. He gives us all a large, slightly creepy smile. His two different colored eyes almost seemed to glow as he looked at us.

"Welcome to Westover Hall. Your new home."

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taglist: @cxcilla

[bookishjules]

fic writer twenty questions!!!

tagged by the lovely @timelesslords <33 (that's kind of alliteration if you think hard enough hehe) aka an incredible writer who i admire greatly (for which reason i'm linking her version of the post here) <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

28

2. What's your AO3 word count?

103,418

3. What fandoms do you write for?

very primarily percy jackson (i.e. pjo/hoo/toa) and the shadowhunter chronicles

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. Percy to the Rescue (69)

2. A Different Kind of Adventure (54)

3. Napkins and Notebooks (54)

4. Mistletoe (52)

5. The Holiday Market (51)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

i do! it may take some time (if i get in my head about something lol) but i will always get to them if they elicit a response. i appreciate comments and the people who make them so incredibly much

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

probably Acceptance. it's <900 words but it's the only fic i have flagged with "main character death" so..

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

this is so hard.. prospecitvely i want to say it will be The Shape of the Tide just because of how much of a journey it will take to get us there. but as of right now it might be You, Me, and Nick just because of how damn cozy it is.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

i get a lot of "why would you do this" but so far *knocks on wood* no real hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

yes. and i have no idea how to answer the second question.. um ig pretty straightforward explicit hetero smut? (so far.. if anything else i could def see myself writing sapphic smut in the future)

10. Do you write cross overs? What's the craziest one you've written?

i have written one (1) crossover. it was a percy jackson/harry potter next gen where the percabeth fam move to the uk and their son gets a letter from hogwarts. i was like 14/15 and gave up two chapters in because i couldn't figure out the conversion rates of american dollars to pounds to wizard money o7 (ftr i would totally write more. it can be so fun to play with characters like that and see how they interact etc.)

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i am far to unknown for that lol

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no sirr

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

no, but i would love to

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

es a tie between percabeth (pjo) and sizzy (tsc). (some might determine from observing my blog (or sideblog) that it's actually just sizzy. but (a) i love them in different ways, (b) i don't recieve asks about percabeth, and (c) the scarcity of sizzy fan-content makes my heart act out the economic principle of supply and demand lol)

15. What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever wilI?

ivy.. i would love to see this story completed but unfortunately i no longer ship ghostwriter and even with reshaping the plot to change the endgame, i just don't feel like writing that much about jesse anymore.

16. What are your writing strengths?

i feel like i'm pretty okay at tackling complex emotions? i've also gotten comments on my imagery, voice, and characterizations.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

endings; it's the biggest critique i remember receiving in my college writing classes. i also feel like i have a tendency to get lost in the weeds sometimes, which results in too much narration. also just general confidence.. i get spooked really easily.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

it's fun if it's spanish! but so far that's the only other language i've written dialogue in.. (thank you, leo)

19. First fandom you wrote for?

i actually think it may have been ella enchanted ? it was back on figment.com when i was 13-14 and was for some sort of challenge and i thought like ooh i can connect this with ella! (i was prob in my reading and rereading the book era) but it was super short and barely connected lol

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

gonna take a page out of lexi's book and split this between fandoms hehe

for tsc: Trying. i have found myself sitting at the top of my stairs ready to leave just rereading the first like 5k of this fic way too often. (it's also horribly the longest piece of writing i think i've ever finished. so it holds a special piece of proof to myself in it.. even if its only like 8k)

for pjo: Here Without You. there's an entire fraction of my soul tied up in this fic i swear. i'm never not thinking about it. it's been incredibly cathartic for me to write, both for myself and the characters (incl. calypso who i was not expecting to learn to appreciate/understand as much as i have)

leaving the tag open bc i can't think to save my life rn but! if you write fic and wish to do this, consider this your designated tag <3

[anotheroceanid]

Hi!! I hope you're ok! Did you finish your exams??

I have a Little Three question 🥰 Between them, who walked first? Talked first?

I can't imagine how much alone Percy had to feel when she was pregnant, before her babies, and after, before they could talk to her and everything 🥺 Did Gaea visited often back then?

I need someone to take care of Percy 😩 And the Little 3 of course.

I saw an ask talking about Luke&Percy codepedency, but do you think that, in a way, she's codependent with all of her triplets?

Hi, I’m better than next week that’s for sure 🤣 my exam is next Monday, but if I don’t manage to post the chapter his weekend, I’ll make an exception and post during the week.

Hector was the first to walk (and Milo the last, because like, he could fly). Talking was prob Milo, but I’m not sure. One thing I find funny is that I recently learned that babies learn to pronounce “da” easier than “ma”, so there is great chances that they said “dada” in an attempt to say “mama”. And Percy probably cried over it.

Gaea visits were more frequent when Percy was pregnant, she did come after the babies were born but much less than before. Gaea is still sleeping, so she used a lot of power for those months of manipulation, so she couldn’t keep the same frequency after.

I NEED SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF THEM 😭😭😭 Apollo, como take your wife and kids!!!

In a way, Percy and her sons are codependent in different ways, and this is also a story about how the three of them get to understand themselves as individuals. Because Luke and Percy weren’t separated, we’re seeing a lot of their relationship together, but lately we’ll have the opportunity to see how it was with Milo and Hector.

Thanks for asking 💕

[crownofgildedlilies]

HELLOO 💖 i just wanted to share how much i'm obsessed w/ your jason grace series....like i'm being so honest my brain hasn't been able to think about anything else (which is very bad for my school life hahaha) the amount of times that i reread the chapters is INSANE. anyways i just wanted to send u a lot of love and say that i'm so excited for the next part and to see more of ur projects, you're so talented!! <33

i’m obsessed w the fact that ur obsessed. like, people think about stuff i’ve created more than just the one time it came across their dash ?? what ??

also in regards to my other stuff, i wanna finish the jason thing first yk? but trust i’ve got stuff in the works for x percy and x leo fics

(all probs just as long)

[starstruckspinning]

Ya know, maybe I should’ve done some sort of intro thing before? Idk

So first off, sorry guys but I’m not telling you my name or anything even remotely similar. Stranger danger and allat. But I CAN tell you all of my blogs and my stories!!!

(Btw you can prob just call me whatever you want, unless I ask you not to use a certain name or whatever)

Main: appleofstrife

Music (originally songwriting, but now it’s more of a Fall Out Boy fan page, I won’t be apologizing): let-me-lyric

Writing (ok this one’s obvious): starstruckspinning

Pride (aroace and aspec adjacent stuff mostly): Aegonautical

Those are all the relevant ones, but if more pop up I’ll just add them later.

SO! The reason we’re really here! The WRITING part!!! I love writing, it’s my passion, but legit I’ve only been able to function as a Greek mythology writer so far, so if that’s not your jam we might have to part ways 😔.

I technically have an ffn account, a Wattpad account (we don’t talk about that), and an ao3 account, but the ao3 one is the only one that matters. My username is 0TheGuillotineQueen0 but I’ll also add the link to my profile after my actual works.

Alright time to get into it! Links to the stories and quick summaries. This will probably be edited later as I delve further into fanfiction or just writing in general!

Fanfiction:

[Golden] Clouds With Gray Lining: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55796554

Percy Jackson fanfiction, female Percy time travel AU. Description as follows:

““You know,” Percy speaks suddenly, “I never got to finish my last quest.”

Percy and her mentor discuss the general concept of time and pop culture from years in the future. Well, Percy does. Circe is confused.”

The Rule of Immortals: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55890544/chapters/141920503

In the same universe as the last one. Angsty 5+1 things:

“Demigods should know, better than any mortal, what the gods are like. Though they may masquerade as human more often than not, there are certain things to know about them. Rules, in a sense. And Perseus Jackson is not through with learning all of them.

Also known as: 5 times that Percy learned an unspoken rule about the gods, and 1 time she already knew it.”

Original Work:

God(dess)-Core: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43664197/chapters/109796443

Discontinued story about feminism and Greek goddesses in a modern world:

“Hera is done being scared of storms.

Gaia is sick of sleeping in solitude.

Nyx is, was, decently happy.

Amphitrite doesn’t get it.

Aphrodite is just trying to talk.

Eris is fighting to stay alive, while surrounded by immortals.

When feminism strikes the world, Zeus would rather strike it down. Hera is not a fan of this sentiment. In a way, Gaia is.”

Branching Trees: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44191366/chapters/111125767

Series of character studies about the primordials, and their relationships with themselves and one another:

”They were born from Chaos.”

Branching Trees: Of The Earth: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48584197/chapters/122550472

The sequel to Branching Trees, idk. It doesn’t even need a description. NEXT!

Phoenix: Razing Sun: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52817872/chapters/133595092

Oh my gosh, OH MY GOSH, it’s my BABY!!!! This story might be my pride and joy of all time, though I suppose none of you have experienced For Power yet. Perhaps one day.

ANYWAYS, I think this is the start of my real descent into studies on immortality and just all that. I hope if you choose to read any of my stories that you choose this one or A Face In The Clay. Or Branching Trees because I put so much time into her. I’m ngl, literally any positive interaction with my original work actually makes my day, if not my month, because I put so much love into everything. No hate if ur just here to read fanfic tho, it’s not like I didn’t try with RoI. It’s not the same though, try as I might.

So uh. Description time?:

““I hunger for death and I cry out for life,” crooned the firebird, mournfully.

“Both of these shall be your eternity, if only you keep a likeness of me in your flames,” said the sun, but his smile hid something darker that day.

**************

He made her a goddess, and the people made her a queen. But they were perfectly willing to make her a martyr in half the time.”

Misery Is Blind (she is the furthest thing from it): https://archiveofourown.org/works/56225953

A character study of Eris (and her relationship with Hemera) that I wrote for the Greek Mythos project here on Tumblr. I shall not be tagging them here so that they don’t have to read all this, but you should ABSOLUTELY join if you like to write Greek myths!:

“Strife, Chaos, Misery. Cruelty. It is targeted. Eris is not blind, and she does not intend to pretend that she is.

Featuring Eris’ response to the infamous wedding, and the one person who is there for her.”

A Face In the Clay: https://archiveofourown.org/works/56128798/chapters/142574152

I want you to meet my third, but never least favorite, baby. Well. All my stories are my babies, but some have a more special place in my heart, on account of the extra time I have to put into them. If nothing else, I’m about to update this one so maybe that’s an incentive if you try it and you like it?:

“Aphrodite comes in the dead of night. It does not help.

Or maybe it does. Maybe it changes something, in the smallest way.

Perhaps, if luck holds out, the butterfly shall beat her wings once more. Perhaps another life can be saved, in a very different way.”

So. Um. That’s all eight of my stories so far. Other than the completed one(s) and the one that I said is discontinued, these are all technically still open for me to add to them. Please check them out, or come chat with me on my other blogs!

Also, lowkey if you have a Greek myth retelling or simply story idea that you don’t wanna write yourself, you can let me know and maybe I can try to figure something out for you?

Congrats if you read this far, I love you very much, promise 🩷🩷🩷

[acidic-eye]

Ok! Here is the current order (hopefully) as to how I’m finnishing up unfinished fics (and new ones not posted):

(It’s a lot of rambling sorry, but I would love some feedback from people who like my stories on what they want to see more of)

1. Silent words and cold hands (this one is actually for the most part written out! I just have to finish up editing the next couple chapters and it should be posted in the next day or so. After that, it’s coming up soon hopefully)

2. Unfaithful. (This one is obvi up high, a lot of people love it and it’s in the works for next chapter, it’s just really hard to write what is about to happen ngl.)

3. Hyrules last light. (Genuinely, I didn’t know where to go with it for a while but I got a good idea on it now :D)

4. With no light of my own(fic about a bunch of chain members being kidnapped etc.) (it’s ligit written out. Idk why I haven’t edited and posted it. So like soon hopefully)

5. So let my hope grow cold and atrophy (planned fluff for once :D it is unwritten but planned)

6. The classic “wild goes to totk, oh no!” Thing. Yeah there’s 5 drafts, what about it? (I’m not kidding there is 5 documents labeled “wild goes to totk L” or some very similar variant of that.)

7. Sky and wars fic (I can’t say much more then that, but it has to be post totk if that means anything <3)

(FROM HERE ON IS ALOT OF POSSIBLE PLANS NOT GUARENTEED)

8. Tbh, probs going to have a work dedicated to unfinished works for the inhuman series. I have ALOT and I want to post them somewhere so it may just be a one shot book that is canon but not done really. Idk I may post separate tho.

9. OK, Ik I have a lot of works, but I want to do a modern AU so bad holy- so uh maybe that possibly!

10. Idk I don’t have another particularly planned, so either I’ll take requests, or possible some sort of like- idk au based on say Percy Jackson, where they are demigods or smth. Idk I’ve thought about it a couple times, but idk if I will or not.

Anywyas! Let me know your thoughts on some of the more… not planned ones! Such as the Percy Jackson one or the modern. <3

(Link to my acc if you want to check out some of my works <3)

[newathens]

“We escaped, we had to hide, we went on the run.” [...] “We couldn’t! We were unstable, Annabeth. I almost created a tsunami, Katie uprooted miles of farm field. It wasn’t safe.”

snaps the six took of each other while on the run which were sent to literally no one and don’t even exist because: they were on the run. from my secrets fic.

[kookie-doughs]

Y/N L/N AND THE HALFBLOODS

Percy Jackson X Reader -Y/N L/N met Percy Jackson and everything was now ruined.

CHAPTER 7: FIRST DAY OF CAMP

Word of the bathroom incident spread immediately. Wherever we went, campers pointed at us and murmured something about toilet water. Or maybe they were just staring at Annabeth, who was still pretty much dripping wet. She showed me a few more places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough. Finally we returned to the canoeing lake, where the trail led back to the cabins. "I've got training to do," Annabeth said flatly. "Dinner's at seven-thirty. Just follow your cabin to the mess hall." "Annabeth, I'm sorry about the toilets." "Whatever." "It wasn't my fault." She looked at us skeptically, and I realized it might've been my fault. I may have made water shoot out of the bathroom fixtures and made the ground shake. I didn't understand how. "You need to talk to the Oracle, both of you." Annabeth said. "Who?" "Not who. What. The Oracle. I'll ask Chiron." Percy stared into the lake, I rested my head on his shoulder wishing somebody would give me a straight answer for once. I wasn't expecting anybody to be looking back at me from the bottom, so my heart skipped a beat when I noticed two teenage girls sitting cross-legged at the base of the pier, about twenty feet below. They wore blue jeans and shimmering green T-shirts, and their brown hair floated loose around their shoulders as minnows darted in and out. They smiled and waved as if I were a long-lost friend. I didn't know what else to do. I waved back. "Don't encourage them," Annabeth warned. "Naiads are terrible flirts." "Naiads," Percy repeated, feeling completely overwhelmed. "That's it. I want to go home now." Annabeth frowned. "Don't you get it, Percy? You are home. This is the only safe place on earth for kids like us." "You mean, mentally disturbed kids?" "I mean not human. Not totally human, anyway. Half-human." "Half-human and half-what?" "I think you know." "God," I said. "Half-god." Annabeth nodded. "Your father isn't dead, Percy. And one of your parent isn't your parent, Y/N. You are both a child of one of the Olympians. " "That's... crazy." "Is it? What's the most common thing gods did in the old stories? They ran around falling in love with humans and having kids with them. Do you think they've changed their habits in the last few millennia?" "But those are just— But if all the kids here are half-gods—" "Demigods," Annabeth said. "That's the official term. Or half-bloods." "Then who's your dad?" Her hands tightened around the pier railing. I got the feeling we'd just trespassed on a sensitive subject. "My dad is a professor at West Point," she said. "I haven't seen him since I was very small. He teaches American history." "He's human." "What? You assume it has to be a male god who finds a human female attractive? How sexist is that?" "Who's your mom, then?" "Cabin six." "Meaning?" Annabeth straightened. "Athena. Goddess of wisdom and battle." Okay, I thought. Why not? "And who's mine?" "You grew up with both a mother and a father. So only your Olympian parent knows." "And my dad?" "Undetermined," Annabeth said, "like I told you before. Nobody knows." "Except my mother. She knew." "Maybe not, Percy. Gods don't always reveal their identities." "My dad would have. He loved her." Annabeth gave me a cautious look. She didn't want to burst my bubble. "Maybe you're right. Maybe he'll send a sign. That's the only way to know for sure: your father has to send you a sign claiming you as his son. Sometimes it happens." "You mean sometimes it doesn't?" Annabeth ran her palm along the rail. "The gods are busy. They have a lot of kids and they don't always... Well, sometimes they don't care about us, Percy. They ignore us." I thought about some of the kids I'd seen in the Hermes cabin, teenagers who looked sullen and depressed, as if they were waiting for a call that would never come. But gods should behave better. Whoever my Olympian parent better suck up and claim me or I will show him. "So I'm stuck here," Percy said. "That's it? For the rest of my life?" "It depends," Annabeth said. "Some campers only stay the summer. If you're a child of Aphrodite or Demeter, you're probably not a real powerful force. The monsters might ignore you, so you can get by with a few months of summer training and live in the mortal world the rest of the year. But for some of us, it's too dangerous to leave. We're year-rounders. In the mortal world, we attract monsters. They sense us. They come to challenge us. Most of the time, they'll ignore us until we're old enough to cause trouble—about ten or eleven years old, but after that, most demigods either make their way here, or they get killed off. A few manage to survive in the outside world and become famous. Believe me, if I told you the names, you'd know them. Some don't even realize they're demigods. But very, very few are like that." "So monsters can't get in here?" Annabeth shook her head. "Not unless they're intentionally stocked in the woods or specially summoned by somebody on the inside." "Why would anybody want to summon a monster?" "Practice fights. Practical jokes." "Practical jokes?" "The point is, the borders are sealed to keep mortals and monsters out. From the outside, mortals look into the valley and see nothing unusual, just a strawberry farm." "So... you're a year-rounder?" Annabeth nodded. From under the collar of her T-shirt she pulled a leather necklace with five clay beads of different colors. It was just like Luke's, except Annabeth's also had a big gold ring strung on it, like a college ring. "I've been here since I was seven," she said. "Every August, on the last day of summer session, you get a bead for surviving another year. I've been here longer than most of the counselors, and they're all in college." "Why did you come so young?" She twisted the ring on her necklace. "None of your business." "Oh." I stood there for a minute in uncomfortable silence. "So... I could just walk out of here right now if I wanted to?" "It would be suicide, but you could, with Mr. D's or Chiron's permission." "I've never had anything weird going on. I had a perfectly normal life." "It's because you don't give much of a half-blood scent. Even Grover didn't knew you were one of us until you came here. Even now they still don't smell you." "I just... want to go somewhere... else." I could see that Percy was guilty. "They wouldn't give permission until the end of the summer session unless..." "Unless?" "You were granted a quest. But that hardly ever happens. The last time..."

Her voice trailed off. I could tell from her tone that the last time hadn't gone well. "Back in the sick room," Percy said, "when you were feeding me that stuff—" "Ambrosia." "Yeah. You asked me something about the summer solstice." Annabeth's shoulders tensed. "So you do know something?" "Well... no. Back at my old school, I overheard Grover and Chiron talking about it. Grover mentioned the summer solstice. He said something like we didn't have much time, because of the deadline. What did that mean?" She clenched her fists. "I wish I knew. Chiron and the satyrs, they know, but they won't tell me. Something is wrong in Olympus, something pretty major. Last time I was there, everything seemed so normal." "You've been to Olympus?" "Some of us year-rounders—Luke and Clarisse and I and a few others—we took a field trip during winter solstice. That's when the gods have their big annual council." "But... how did you get there?" "The Long Island Railroad, of course. You get off at Penn Station. Empire State Building, special elevator to the six hundredth floor." She looked at us like she was sure I must know this already. "You are a New Yorker, right?" "Oh, sure." As far as I knew, there were only a hundred and two floors in the Empire State Building, but I decided not to point that out. "Right after we visited," Annabeth continued, "the weather got weird, as if the gods had started fighting. A couple of times since, I've overheard satyrs talking. The best I can figure out is that something important was stolen. And if it isn't returned by summer solstice, there's going to be trouble. When you came, I was hoping... I mean— Athena can get along with just about anybody, except for Ares. And of course she's got the rivalry with Poseidon. But, I mean, aside from that, I thought we could work together. I thought you might know something." I shook my head. I wished I could help her, but I felt too hungry and tired and mentally overloaded to ask any more questions. "I've got to get a quest," Annabeth muttered to herself. "I'm not too young. If they would just tell me the problem..." I could smell barbecue smoke coming from somewhere nearby. Annabeth must've heard my stomach growl. She told me to go on, she'd catch me later. I left her on the pier, tracing her finger across the rail as if drawing a battle plan. Back at cabin eleven, everybody was talking and horsing around, waiting for dinner. For the first time, I noticed that a lot of the campers had similar features: sharp noses, upturned eyebrows, mischievous smiles. They were the kind of kids that teachers would peg as troublemakers. Thankfully, nobody paid much attention to us as we walked in. Percy left me to settle at his spot while I sat at mine. Luke, came over. He had the Hermes family resemblance, too. It was marred by that scar on his right cheek, but his smile was intact. "I hope you settle in just fine," he said. "And here, I stole you some toiletries from the camp store." He had a very friendly and welcoming aura around him, I couldn't help but giggle, "Thanks." "No prob." Luke sat next to me. "Tough first day?" "I don't belong here," I said. "From what I've heard about other campers. I had a perfectly normal life. Nothing weird... I-I don't even believe in Gods..." "Yeah," he said. "That's how we all started. Once you start believing in them? It doesn't get any easier." The bitterness in his voice surprised me, because Luke seemed like a pretty easygoing guy. He looked like he could handle just about anything. "So your dad is Hermes?" I asked. He pulled a switchblade out of his back pocket, but he just scraped the mud off the sole of his sandal. "Yeah. Hermes." "The wing-footed messenger guy." "That's him. Messengers. Medicine. Travelers, merchants, thieves. Anybody who uses the roads. That's why you're here, enjoying cabin eleven's hospitality. Hermes isn't picky about who he sponsors." I figured Luke didn't mean to call me a nobody. He just had a lot on his mind. "You ever meet your dad?" I asked. "Once." I waited, thinking that if he wanted to tell me, he'd tell me. Apparently, he didn't. I wondered if the story had anything to do with how he got his scar. Luke looked up and managed a smile. "Don't worry about it, Y/N. The campers here, they're mostly good people. After all, we're extended family, right? We take care of each other." He seemed to understand how lost I felt, and I was grateful for that, because an older guy like him—even if he was a counselor—should've steered clear of an uncool middle-schooler like me. But Luke had welcomed me into the cabin. He'd even stolen me some toiletries, which was the nicest thing anybody had done for me all day keeping Percy's works. I decided to ask him my last big question, the one that had been bothering me all afternoon. "Clarisse, from Ares, was joking about me and Percy being 'Big Three' material. Then Annabeth... twice, she said I might be 'the one.' She said I should talk to the Oracle. What was that all about?" Luke folded his knife. "I hate prophecies." "What do you mean?" His face twitched around the scar. "Let's just say I messed things up for everybody else. The last two years, ever since my trip to the Garden of the Hesperides went sour, Chiron hasn't allowed any more quests. Annabeth's been dying to get out into the world. She pestered Chiron so much he finally told her he already knew her fate. He'd had a prophecy from the Oracle. He wouldn't tell her the whole thing, but he said Annabeth wasn't destined to go on a quest yet. She had to wait until... somebody special came to the camp." "Somebody special?" "Don't worry about it, kid," Luke said. "Annabeth wants to think every new camper who comes through here is the omen she's been waiting for." I didn't know why... but I grabbed his hand, he turned to me surprised. "I-I... Uhm, I want to get to know you better... I... I'm here if you want to talk. A-As a thank you for helping me since I got here! I-I..." He gave a warm smile and ruffled my hair. "Thank you. Now, come on, it's dinnertime." The moment he said it, a horn blew in the distance. Luke yelled, "Eleven, fall in!" The whole cabin, about twenty of us, filed into the commons yard. We lined up in order of seniority, so of course I was dead last with Percy. Campers came from the other cabins, too, except for the three empty cabins at the end, and cabin eight, which had looked normal in the daytime, but was now starting to glow silver as the sun went down. "Percy," "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" I was about to grip his sleeve when he moved away. "I'm sorry... I'll tell you after dinner." I looked at him sadly while he thought to himself. We marched up the hill to the mess hall pavilion. Satyrs joined us from the meadow. Naiads emerged from the canoeing lake. A few other girls came out of the woods— and when I say out of the woods, I mean straight out of the woods. I saw one girl, about nine or ten years old, melt from the side of a maple tree and come skipping up the hill. In all, there were maybe a hundred campers, a few dozen satyrs, and a dozen assorted wood nymphs and naiads. At the pavilion, torches blazed around the marble columns. A central fire burned in a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub. Each cabin had its own table, covered in white cloth trimmed in purple. Four of the tables were empty, but cabin eleven's was way overcrowded. I had to squeeze on to the edge of a bench with half my butt hanging off. I saw Grover sitting at table twelve with Mr. D, a few satyrs, and a couple of plump blond boys who looked just like Mr. D. Chiron stood to one side, the picnic table being way too small for a centaur. Annabeth sat at table six with a bunch of serious-looking athletic kids, all with her gray eyes and honey-blond hair. Clarisse sat behind me at Ares's table. She'd apparently gotten over being hosed down, because she was laughing and belching right alongside her friends. Finally, Chiron pounded his hoof against the marble floor of the pavilion, and everybody fell silent. He raised a glass. "To the gods!" Everybody else raised their glasses. "To the gods!" Wood nymphs came forward with platters of food: grapes, apples, strawberries, cheese, fresh bread, and yes, barbecue! Percy sat beside other kids of the Hermes cabin. My glass was empty, but Luke said, "Speak to it. Whatever you want—nonalcoholic, of course." I said, "(Favorite Drink; F/D)." The glass filled with sparkling caramel liquid. Then I had an idea. "F/C F/D." The drink turned a violent shade of F/C. I took a cautious sip. Perfect.. . . . . I drank a toast to my loved ones. They're not gone, I told myself. I felt like I was forgetting something. Like I know I will get too them all soon. "Here you go," Luke said, handing me a platter of smoked brisket. I loaded my plate and was about to take a big bite when I noticed everybody getting up, carrying their plates toward the fire in the center of the pavilion. I wondered if they were going for dessert or something. "Come on," Luke told me. As I got closer, I saw that everyone was taking a portion of their meal and dropping it into the fire, the ripest strawberry, the juiciest slice of beef, the warmest, most buttery roll. Luke murmured in my ear, "Burnt offerings for the gods. They like the smell." "You're kidding." His look warned me not to take this lightly, but I couldn't help wondering why an immortal, all-powerful being would like the smell of burning food. Luke approached the fire, bowed his head, and tossed in a cluster of fat red grapes. "Hermes." I was next. I wished I knew what god's name to say. Finally, I made a silent plea. Whoever you better claim me, or I will come for you and you won't like what I'll do. I scraped a big slice of brisket into the flames. When I caught a whiff of the smoke, I didn't gag. It smelled nothing like burning food. It smelled of hot chocolate and fresh-baked brownies, hamburgers on the grill and wildflowers, and a hundred other good things that shouldn't have gone well together, but did. I could almost believe the gods could live off that smoke. When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for our attention. Mr. D got up with a huge sigh. "Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director, Chiron, says the next capture the flag is Friday. Cabin five presently holds the laurels." A bunch of ugly cheering rose from the Ares table. "Personally," Mr. D continued, "I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new campers today. Peter Johnson and (Wrong Name)." Chiron murmured something. "Er, Percy Jackson and Y/N L/N," Mr. D corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that. Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on." Everybody cheered. We all headed down toward the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led a sing-along. We sang camp songs about the gods and ate s'mores and joked around, and the funny thing was, I didn't feel that anyone was staring at me anymore. I went up to Percy. "What's wrong?" He sighed. "I... I feel like everything... All of this," He signaled at everything, "happened because you met me. When you told Annabeth about your life and how nothing had been going wrong, while I had trouble following me every step... I couldn't help but feel guilty." I knew it... He felt at fault. Taking his hand I looked at him, "I chose to be with you at the beach. I wanted to follow you. I wanted to stay with you. Yeah, troubles came and I lost everything... I would rather have you with me through that. Please?" He rested his head on my shoulder, "Yeah..." Later in the evening, when the sparks from the campfire were curling into a starry sky, the conch horn blew again, and we all filed back to our cabins. It was late at night some were asleep, while some were screaming around. I stayed up looking out the window since Luke had warned me about going out. "Long day, how was it?" Luke greeted taking the spot beside me. "Almost had my face flushed down on smelly toilets, so real fun I guess." Luke rested his back against the window and looked at the two boys wrestling each other few feet away. "You know how you told me you wanted to get to know me more?" "Yeah... I mean it. You're the first person I met here. From what I heard you helped me after getting here." "So you feel obligated to get closer to me?" He raised a brow at me with a smirk. "No, I think you're interesting. I want us to be friends. I want to be a person you can trust." "Why?" "I... don't know. I guess I just want to. I mean yeah I also low-key kinda have a crush on you but oh well." I joked. Hearing his laugh I was relieved he was a cool guy. "I'll keep you in mind." "Really now? Okay dream of me I guess." "For a 12 year old you're a flirt." He shook his head with a smile. "It's my mom, she told me the best way to make friends is by flirting. If they're cool with you flirting they're perfect candidate for a friend, if they aren't, you'll have an awkward friendship." "I don't know about that." "I know right? Imagine teaching a 5 year old how to flirt." We laughed. We continued to chat about little things until it got quiet in the cabin. Most of them were now asleep. Percy slept as soon as he lied down, after all. "Good night." Luke smiled. "Yeah, good night." I didn't realize how exhausted I was until I collapsed on the bed. When I closed my eyes, I fell asleep instantly. That was my first day at Camp Half-Blood. I already felt like I belong. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all...

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I am in love with Luke I'm sorry Here's another chapter Another horirble caphetr UwU -kookie-doughs

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@gayer-than-the-gayest-gay @the-natureofme @booknerd-3000

[stardstgf]

hello chloe happy friday!! which fics do u have in the works right now? (yes this is a rigged question i know u have a million wips and i want u to count them<33)

i stg julian- okay well seeing as i should probs work anyway :) i currently have ✨many✨ so here’s a list which will be way too long🤍

Love, What An Act Of Faith (stevetony fake relationship, first 3 chapters on my ao3)

Your Eyes, So Innocent And Wild (also stevetony, 2012 avengers angst and fluff. been writing it for a year😂)

Close Your Eyes, For It Is Dark (peternat, it’s the next in my series of endgame fix it fics)

Bleeding Out In The Fading Light (natasha romanoff bascially post endgame fix it dealing with a lot of her mental health + tonynat fluff )

Hold Me Tight (And Break My Bones)- angsty post cw stevetony :)

The Water Hears And Understands (percy jackson stevetony au whooo)

An untitled rhodeytony at MIT fic

An untitled Irondad fic which is like 10k of me projecting

Three other unfinished untitled unplotted and undeveloped stevetony one shots

A wolfstar fic i started and never finished (untitled)

And i’m also planning a marauders one

and that’s pretty sure that’s most of the main ones?? julian u asked for it:)

if anyone is interested in any of these in particular then lmk in the tags or reply to the post idk and i’ll see which one i keep writing next😂 happy FFWF ily all!

[aphrodaisyacs]

Fic Rec List (a tag game!)

Tagged by @mercia-lachesis 💗Thank you so much for the fic rec and tag!

Rules: Post links (Ao3, ff.net, etc.); specify fandom/pairing/etc; don’t answer the same fic twice - spread the appreciation; tag other people; you don’t have to answer all the questions, but leave them in the list so the next person can answer if they want.

Fandoms mentioned: Marvel Cinematic Universe, Harry Potter, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Good Omens, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Heroes of Olympus, Stranger Things, Star Wars, One Punch Man

1. Favourite complete fic you’ve read this month (multiple chapters/parts): The Color of the Stars by @pseudonova >> ATLA, Katara/Zuko, canon divergence, slow burn, roadtrip fic

2. Favourite complete fic you’ve read this month (one-shot): Predetermination by Nightskyfury >> PJO, HOO, Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson, canon divergence, angst, character death, fluff, hurt/comfort, absolutely destroyed me I’m still recovering

3. Favourite WIP you’ve read this month: Southern Lights by @colourwhirled >> ATLA, Katara/Zuko, AU set in canon but canon events still happen if that makes sense, political drama, enemies to friends to lovers

4. One fic/series you’ve read which you keep coming back to again and again: The Princess, the Smuggler and the Sith Lord's Son by Sassaphrass >> Star Wars, Luke Skywalker & Darth Vader, Luke raised by Vader AU, light angst, Vader’s A+ parenting, an emotional rollercoaster which kills me at that One Part every single time

5. Most underrated fic you’ve read this year: wheel in the sky by  havisham>> MCU, Carol Danvers/Maria Rambeau, canon divergence, role swap

6. Most underrated fic you’ve read EVER: ið by @miikkasakari>> MCU, Thor & various, canon divergence- Thor gets banished to a different part of Earth, Thor-centric, collection of unconnected one-shots

7. Favourite whump/angst fic of the year:  Mirror, Mirror by @improbabledreams900 >> Good Omens, Aziraphale & Crowley, angst with a happy ending, parallel universe- evil

8. Favourite hurt/comfort fic of the year: my fearful trip is done by @valkyrisms >> MCU, Loki & Steve Rogers, Loki & Thor, canon divergence

9. Favourite fluff fic of the year: Because I'm a Son of Hades by @doevademe >> PJO, HOO, Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson, friends to lovers, post-canon

10. Favourite gen fic of the year: With One More Try (Can We Start Again) by @aninfinitenumberofmonkeys >> MCU, Loki & Thor, time loop, Loki-centric

11. Favourite smut fic of the year: Human Cyborg Relations by SuggestiveScribe >> OPM, Genos/Sonic, fluff with banter, how can you say no to porn with cyborg dick? imnotweirdyoureweird

12. Favourite fix-it fic of the year/ever: Are You Familiar with Chaos Theory by HumbleFarmer >> MCU, Loki & Steve Rogers, Endgame spoilers, enemies to friends, road trip (but through time), I’ve barely read any Endgame fics but I’m so glad I did with this one

13. Favourite crack-fic of the year: Dark Lord Lessons by @kyrilu >> Harry Potter, Harry Potter/Tom Riddle, not canon compliant, parody, I mean it’s tagged as a ship but it’s more gen/pre-slash

14. Favourite sick-fic this year: N/A I don’t really read sick-fics

15. Favourite kid-fic this year: Something Ordinary by literature_and_ocean_waves >> Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley, raising the anti-christ

15. Fic this year which you didn’t expect to love as much as you do: In the Bleak Midwinter by TheLoud >> Harry Potter, Hermione Granger/Tom Riddle Sr., time travel AU, slow burn, 1920s, it’s such a unique premise and I never even thought it might work until I tried it

16. Fic which convinced you to ship a pairing: master of puppets, i'm pulling your strings by wearealltalesintheend >> Stranger Things, Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley & Billy Hargrove, canon divergence, fix-it, angst with a happy ending this ship was meh to me but this fic makes it work, probs bc of the Robin-centric friendship focus

17. Favourite AU you’ve read this year: In the language of flowers by dwellingondreams >> Harry Potter, Petunia Evans Dursley & Lily Evans Potter, various others, witch!Petunia and muggle!Lily AU, character swap AU

18. Longest fic/series you’ve read this year: FDitH 'verse by LullabyKnell >> Harry Potter, Regulus Black/Harry Potter, time travel fix-it, gen/pre-slash, slow burn, lots of unique and intriguing world building

19. The last fic you’ve read: what turns up in the dark? by @thelightofthingshopedfor >> MCU, Loki & Thor, Loki/Steve Rogers, canon divergence, thanks @mercia-lachesis for the rec!

20. Wildcard fic you haven’t mentioned but deserves a shout-out + why: the real banishment is the family we made along the way by scioscribe >> MCU, Hela & Loki, canon divergence, sibling bonding, unintentional redemption  >> This fic has ruined me for post-Ragnarok fics because now whenever I come across one with Hela in it I’m like “Is there Hela & Loki sibling bonding? No? Not interested :/” Also I had no idea unintentional redemption was a trope I needed until this fic so it was an awakening of sorts on both counts.

As you can see I’m a slut for canon divergence AUs

I’m tagging: @pseudonova @colourwhirled @miikkasakari @improbabledreams900 @valkyrisms @doevademe @kyrilu​ @thelightofthingshopedfor​ (thank you guys for writing such amazing fics!) and also @wombathos​ @veliseraptor​ @loxxxlay​ @pennie-dreadful​ and anyone else who has made it this far down the post and is reading these very words right now :D

[aceyanaheim]

I got this from Mary P. Sue’s blog. It looked like fun so I took her invite to any followers who wanted to do it.

Author Name: AceyAnaheim

Fandoms You Write For: Multifandom

Where You Post: Here mostly. I have an AO3 but I haven’t used it much.

Most Popular One-shot: On Clarity And Promises ( The Originals) 

Most Popular Multi-chapter Story: I haven’t….posted any. >.>

Favorite Story You Wrote: Cake and Everything.

Story You Were Nervous To Post: Each and every one of them.  

I have very high anxiety about sharing my writing. I’ve only shared it with a few close friends and even that took a while.

I think Cake and Everything was a lil bit more nerve-wracking just because I have very dear friends I look up to who write Seto already so well and its hard not to think i need to....do it as good as them I guess. 

Also my Stanuary fic ( no link bc Im not...particularly proud of it) for similar reasons. I know people in the GF fandom that are like uber talented and that I also look up to as artists..and as people since they were super welcoming and nice and GF was my starting thing on tumblr. I was super nervous that compared to their work..it just wasn’t good enough to share.

When I look up to and/or care about people..I tend to want everything I share with them to be good. It’s..it’s a bit of a mind trap I’ll admit. I’m trying to work on it. 

But also ( for the stanuary fic) I just spent way too little time on it and compromised quality over meeting the prompt list/deadline and it.. I knew it wasn’t something I wanted to share which..made me more nervous about sharing it.

It’s interesting that Cake and Everything was the first fic I shared on tumblr since the Stanuary fic. I’m thinking that first thing you share ( either the first fic you share period or the first fic you feel like it’s good enough to share with people) also adds nervousness. 

But I’m workin on gettin over all of that.

How Do You Choose Your Titles: Very Randomly. I don’t put as much thought into it as I probably should. It’s often the last thing I do and usually I’m just looking to fill in the bar. I know its important and I’m tryin to work on puttin more thought on it but...yeah.

Do You Outline: I used to. But not as much lately.  I suspect I will have to for multi-chapter works.

Complete: >.> Oneshots count right?

In Progress: Tales of The Clans. ( Anne B Walsh’s Dangerverse) 

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: I really wanna get into the Trancendence AU and write something about Toby Pines and Alcor because Begrudging Promotion To Parent is my jam. A fic about what happens when Laura Kinney becomes Seto Kaiba’s bodyguard. Mayyybe a Supernatural Next Gen fic if I can get myself into it again. Other stuff I’m  not sure I’m ready to share yet but include Marvel’s Runaways, X Men First Class, and Disney’s Descendants as well as an OC centered fic set in The Nightworld Series’ world that is way too long and someone should talk me out of tackling but I have the most amazing friends and instead it’s being encouraged and oh gosh if I could show yall the outline.Its a freakin Huge multichapter multi character behemoth looking thing. I dont know what i was thinking.

Anyways.

 I have some DDADS ideas both for fic proper and a Crossover with In The Heights. 

Oh and sometimes I entertain the thought of Movie!Laura being found/adopted by Seto because self indulgence is a powerful beast but thats a bit trickier to mesh together into a fic so it’ll probs take a bit of a backburner to the comic!LauraxYGO crossovers.

Do You Accept Prompts: Not usually only because I have so much anxiety with sharing works. I have no problems writing around a prompt ( and have done it in multiple occasions)  but sharing the end result is quite hard for me.

Upcoming Story You Are Most Excited To Write: The Laura Kinney and Seto Kaiba story.  I think I hit on how all the dynamics are gonna work and how the character plots might or might not change so I’m already having fun with it. Even if I never write it down and instead daydream a lot about it  bc...Reasons.

I’m still not sure which verse ( between Laura coming in when Seto is still under Gozaburo’s guardianship, or Laura gets hired by Seto to bodyguard Mokuba) I’ll follow first but I’m still very excited.

I’ve got a plot bunny or something in the back of my mind where Jubilee uses her Stubbornness and sway with Logan to make Laura, her, and Logan and Gambit resemble a family and stay together. 

A Boy Meet World/Percy Jackson crossover fic tha may or may not happen. A Boy Meets World fic where i claim an old OT3 and it rewrites certain parts of Girl Meets World.

There’s also an MCUxHeroesOfTomorrow crossover where the kids Tony raised in Earth-55326  land on the MCU world  and basically swarm around him ( and their parents) and Peter and Harley are not jealous okay shut up. that may or may not include comic verse characters. 

It’s mostly fluff and silliness Ngl

I.I have a hard time not taking on too much..if you can’t tell.

Gonna tag @queen-of-carven-stone @alexseanchai  @useless-protagonist  @kohakuhime and @rscoil if they're okay with it of course  >.>

And of course anyone who wants to do it is welcomed to.

[ao3feed-bemorechill]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

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by Loner__Headphones

Annabeth wakes up in the hospital only to hear the good news that she won't have to suffer through Ethan's medical bill and that she luckily messed him up really good. She's also glad to see that Michael is okay. But amongst all their talking she begins to unravel everything, including her past.

Words: 2244, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 7 of Don't leave him alone

Fandoms: Be More Chill - Iconis/Tracz

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Characters: Original Characters, Michael Mell, Jeremy Heere

Additional Tags: So this chapter is just basically getting to know Annabeth, But it still involves BMC, There's also death in this chapter, but not major character death, If u feel like I should tag it with "Graphic Depictions Of Violence", then i will, This is also for Luiza, Because she loves Annabeth so much, Also can uh.... Can u tell that I love Percy Jackson?, Annabeth and now Bianca, Who's next? Nico? Jason?, FIND OUT NEXT TIME IN THE TRANS MICHAEL SERIES, Maybe - Freeform, Tell me which PJO characters name I should use next, So I can Sister Snatch their name, Probs gonna snatch Nico's name next but we'll see, until next time, Stay frisky my dudes

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