#persephill

[the-ghost-king]

[Part 1]

"You can just call me Persephone you know," there's a slight tremble to her voice, Will can't quite place it, and it's not obvious enough to call her out on it, he only even catches it because of his musical inclined ear (Apollo score 1-2). He tried to ignore it, but he can't help but notice the weight her hesitant pause causes in the air around them.

He debates whether or not to say something, but she beats him to it. 

"For you, at least, I'm not so nice to everyone so don't be giving anyone else ideas. However you can address me without my title, it's fine." 

"It's an honor then," Will catches himself before he addresses her too formally, "Thank you."

She nods, somewhat stiffly. 

They continue their walk down the hallway, there's a tension in the air Will hasn't felt since he tried to date Drew. Not a mistake but, not his best decision either. 

“Would you like to cut through my garden on the way back?” 

He’s not sure where this is going, or what is happening, but she has always been kind to him so far. He, against the advice of many hero’s stories, will trust a god not to lead him wrong. To her credit, Nico is still alive and not killing your husband’s secret bastard has to require a lot more restraint than not killing his boyfriend.

Really Will is more like an accessory. He's like Ken. He thinks it would be nice if his job was beach. Though he thinks of Percy, and decides he would not like to be Percy. 

He realizes then that Persephone is staring at him, he can see her move her thumb to press on the joint of her pointer finger and the soft “pop” that emits as she cracks her joint.

“Oh yes, of course, I'm sorry- please, lead the way.” 

A smile blooms across her face, “Wonderful! Off we go then!” 

Will is pleased to get a good grade in appeasing goddesses. Or goddess. But he'll take it. 

She leads him this was and that, her steps both meandering and direct, until they arrive at a large open space. The ground is soft and plush, but it's the plants that take his breath away.

The garden is obviously meant to be approached from a certain angle, as his awe from seeing it before cannot be compared to his awe at seeing it now. Will is well versed in plants, demigods tendency to try and self destruct and his ability to patch them back together means he is well versed in many healing arts and plants are just another aspect of that. There are plants here though that Will has never seen or heard of, their leaves glisten in the ambient light, and each petal looks like it was cut from gemstones. There's a bioluminescent glow coming from many of the plants and the provide a soft patchwork of light that fills the space with many colors. 

“It's amazing,” Will says, at a loss for more eloquent words. 

“I'm glad you like it, I figured you would understand it's beauty. I'm glad you can appreciate it.” 

Will turns to her and smiles, “Well, of course, thank you so much for sharing.”

“C'mon,” Persephone waves him forward into the stone pathways of the garden, “we still have a ways to go.”

They walk in a more comfortable silence now, Persephone pausing briefly here and there to give extra attention to a flower or a bud. He watches her place a kiss to a glowing pink rose at one point and then feels confused as her face turns red. After that he feels nervous to touch anything, worried about the possibility of an allergic reaction if it was able to have such an effect on the goddess of spring and flowers.

“I actually was hoping to catch you alone,” Persephone rubs a hand up and down her shoulder.

Will hesitates again, but he would like to think he does a better job of masking his hesitation in his footsteps this time. He debates speaking but worries about ruining the moment. 

“What did you want to talk about? Or tell me I suppose?” He finished awkwardly. 

“Oh umm,” she twists a vine around her fingers, tumbling it over and over with a feigned causality, “it's a little complicated?” 

Will looks around and all he can see around them is an expanse of abundant wildlife growing, above water dripping of stalactites twinkles. 

“I think we have a little while before we reach the dining room again.” 

He gives her a comforting smile, and she smiles back. 

[Part 3]

[repairgirl]

2. move-out eve

affectionately yours fem!reader insert + social media & college au 

a/n: and the story begins! shoutout to @dee-zbignuts for letting me give her adorable cat miya a cameo :) apologies for the delay <3

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[strangeshoepatrolbandit]

Brotherly Love

Short story

Prompt: 8 "Sleep at my place tonight."

Warnings: Crowded room.

@mxtokko requested: "It could be a cute sibling moment between jason and y/n or with jon cuz i just think their interractions are cute ! Doesnt really matter to me wich one it is :D"

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~☆~

*following the events of chapter eight.*

Damian.

Damian and you were on better terms. He had apologized. He was going to your brother again.

But, he would have to work his way back up to be where you and Jason were. Attached at the hip. Almost knowing exactly what the other is thinking. In tune with each other. Trusting of each other.

Damian and Jon were currently having an intense debate over the Star Wars movies. What specifically? You don't know.

However, you and Jason were just watching people waltz around the crowded room. You were tucked under his arm, hugging his waist. One of his hands was holding onto your shoulder, and the other was holding his drink.

"Boring, huh?" He spoke.

"Yes." You sighed, causing Jason to chuckle.

His teal eyes looked down at you. He sees so much of himself in you that it almost hurts.

He watched as you tried to cover up a large yawn. "Sleep at my place tonight." He told you. "It's closer."

"Are you sure?" You questioned, looking back up at him.

"I wouldn't have said anything if I didn't want you to." He smiled down at you, and you quickly mimicked the action. Jason silently looked back up in front of himself, continuing to gaze at the people around the room. You did the same.

"Do you wanna sleep over?" Jon's voice came from nowhere. You quickly looked at him then around the room, wondering where your Damian had gone.

"I'm staying with Jason...how did you not just hear that." You said, referring to his super-hearing.

"There's a lot of people in here." He whined.

"Don't you live a state over?" You asked.

"So?"

~☆~

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[avvail]

Can you do ask #25 (villain x hero x villain) part 5? The previous parts were really great!!

(No pressure though, I just really wanna see more of these three, they're really cool and the dynamics are great!❤)

tl: @persephil @selene-stories

ask #25: part five

tw: suggestive themes (you know the drill), sex mention

Other Villain woke up alone.

The sheets had already gone cold, and the food Hero had brought them was miserably stale. They rubbed their head, still ringing with a slight headache, and buried their face into their hands.

What the fuck were they doing?

Supervillain was out there, aware of their plans, threatening them into doing as they say, and they were here. Cuddling up beside not only Hero, but Villain too.

Their ears burned red at the memory of how it felt, wrapped up in both their arms, pressed flush against them on both sides, safe and secure. Their quiet, deep voices by their ears, mumbling to them...

Fuck. Fuck. Other Villain slipped out of bed, the hard wooden floor cold beneath their feet. Someone had taken the liberty to change them out of their other clothes, no doubt due to the dirt and blood that had been on them.

They picked up the glass of sparkling water, now flat, and tossed down the two pills on the tray. It went down smoothly, and Other Villain quickly tipped the rest of the beverage down their throat, emptying it completely. They needed to clear their head. Take a walk. Do anything to stop them from thinking about those two.

Other Villain took a trip out of the bedroom, finding the stairs, and journeying down them. The house was huge, no doubt Villain’s, judging by the flashy extravagance of it all.

Hero was far too humble to live in a place like this.

The criminal tossed a glance around the huge living space, and immediately zoomed onto Villain, hovering over something on a stove. A sweet aroma wafted through the air, the smell of vegetables and chicken, and Other Villain keenly followed their nose.

“Good afternoon, sugarplum,” Villain grinned, shooting the Other Villain a smug grin. “Enjoy your sleep?”

They anxiously shuffled closer to the criminal, and peered at what they were cooking.

“I think so.”

Villain twisted a knob and the blue flames dimmed down, leaving the food to simmer on a low heat. They swept backwards and gathered a few plates, clattering lightly on the kitchen counter as they layed them out.

“Are you hungry yet? Hero wasn’t very pleased when you refused to eat. You know what they get like when they nag.”

Other Villain felt a strange sensation crawl up their spine. This here was a criminal, a very powerful one at that, almost at Supervillain’s level. Yet here they were, cooking for them, like some kind of lover.

The thought made their cheeks go red, and Villain noticed almost instantly. “Are you thinking of something naughty?”

Other Villain bristled and tried steadying their heartbeat. “Not at all!”

Villain’s eyes lowered down, and like burning hot pokers, they trailed all across Other Villain’s body, making them squirm under the heat. Villain’s lip quirked into a smirk, humming dangerously under their breath. “I definitely am. You look very cute in my clothes.”

Other Villain stiffened. That little—

“I told you not to say stupid things,” they mumbled shyly under their breath, brows pinched in annoyance. Villain’s chest rumbled with a deep chuckle, and they turned back towards the feast they were preparing.

“Would you like to answer my question now, darling? The food will be dished up soon.”

Other Villain swallowed and took another look at the pot. They remembered the strong smell of chicken, radiating from the oven beneath them, and Other Villain deduced that perhaps they were cooking a Sunday Roast.

Too bad. It smelled really good.

“I’m vegan,” Other Villain spoke, tugging lightly on the cuffs of their—or rather—Villain’s shirt. “I can’t eat that.”

The criminal in question eyed them out of the corner of their eye incredulously, brow cocking. “Surprising. By the looks of it, it seems you could take meat rather well.”

Other Villain met their smug face, and their whole body flushed red. They placed a hand to their burning forehead and made a grumbled noise of complaint, earning an amused chortle from Villain.

“Oh, come on. Don’t give me that look. Are you telling me you’re inexperienced then?”

Other Villain burst with embarrassment. “That is not what I’m saying. I’m not saying anything. You haven’t changed one bit, you know that?”

Villain shot them a sly smirk. “Nor you. You’re just as easy to wind up.”

Other Villain went to walk away, but something hard clasped around their wrist and they were pulled back, bumping into Villain’s defined body.

“You know,” the criminal drawled, slowly edging their fingers under the cuffs of their shirt. “Hero won’t be back just yet. Why don’t me and you have a little fun?”

The criminal felt their mouth run dry, and they stared at the Villain with wide eyes. “I-I don’t want to have sex!” They blurted, averting their gaze quickly not a moment after. “Not yet, anyway.”

“No,” Villain chuckled deeply, sliding a hand around the back of their neck and tugging them closer, making their skin burn under their touch. “But a taste won’t hurt, right?”

Their heart was beating like crazy. Could Villain hear it? Feel it? It wouldn’t suprise them, judging by how close they had gotten, or how Villain had expertly pressed them against their counter with their hips. They felt like they could feel their breath with every exhale, making them catch it in their throat.

When Other Villain failed to reply, Villain dropped their eyes to their lips, finger tracing the shell of their ear. “Your choice, buttercup. Stop me if you want to.”

Did they want to stop them? It reminded them of Hero, kissing them the day they had confronted each other after a while, how a passionate spark exploded between them. There had to be rules, to a relationship like this, surely. Other Villain had kissed Hero. Were they allowed to do the same with Villain? Without Hero knowing?

Their thoughts were abruptly knocked to the back of their mind when Villain connected their lips, and Other Villain saw stars. They hummed softly under their breath and gripped onto Villain’s shirt with a firm grasp, fighting to move their lips in sync with Villain’s.

Their heart leapt and their body burned, and—heavens—Villain was a damn good kisser. Other Villain opened their mouth further to allow Villain to deepen the kiss, running their hands keenly through their hair and tugging on their clothes.

It was a desperate kiss. One Other Villain didn’t think they’d needed, but now refused to let go.

Villain watched through half lidded eyes, smirking against Other Villain’s lips. They slid their hands across their waist and lifted them effortlessly atop the counter, breaking the kiss apart.

“God, Other Villain. You really test my restraint, you know that?”

The other villain was too dazed to reply, and with flushed cheeks, they lazily pulled them between their legs and continued to kiss the hell out of them.

By the time Hero arrived, the food had almost boiled over and Other Villain was thoroughly spent, sat delirious on the counter and wetting their swollen lips. The hero watched the two with pink cheeks, their stomach fluttering with butterflies.

“I love you guys,” they smiled dreamily, and that made Other Villain smile weakly, fighting the sound of their raging heart. They had wanted to clear their head of them, but now it seemed they’d flooded their mind completely.

part six

[yandere-wishes]

Hi guys so I know I haven't been keeping up with requests lately. I'm trying to balance three fics two tests and three presentations. Last night while studying for my math test I had a bit of a mental breakdown and started banging my head on the table. So i decided to take a little break today and this was the result! (It's currently 2:00 PM here so I still have time to study after lunch) but anyway meet Persephil 026 or Wisteria "penny" Ophila. She'll be my new Twisted wonderland oc.

A bit of background.

She was created by Idia Shroud (ignyhide dorm leader) as a companion. The boy desperately wanted more emotional and physical content with other who weren't his younger brother Ortho. It took his entire first year at night raven to finish her. Idia programed her to curious and cheerful but left a few open slots for nativity, this was in order to convince her that other "humans" were diabolik creatures who would want to harm her. This caused the young android to develop a sort of dependency on Idia and Ortho. Making her a very submissive Darling.

Despite residing in Night Raven for the greater portion of her existence, she's never left the ignyhide dorms, merely observing the school through dorms and security cameras.

So twisted wonderland fandom I would love to hear your opinion on my new character. Feel free to ask her question as well!

[the-ghost-king]

Look.

He didn’t mean for it to happen.

It’s not like Will got up that morning trying to get a goddess's attention. Sometimes when you’re a demigod, things just sort of… happen. Who was to defy a goddess’s wishes? Especially one so beautiful as Persephone?

(Will was not going to call her “the most beautiful” he may not be smart enough to stop his heart from running up his throat every time he’s seen her, but he is smart enough to know he doesn’t want to be the demigod responsible for the next Trojan War, thank you very much.)

It was supposed to be a simple, “meet the parents” sort of dinner. Nico was routinely away to these sort of events in Hades’s palace, he didn’t understand why his “it’s probably going to be fine” was perhaps not the most comforting thing to Will. (“They’re gods it’s never safe, but they did promise food imported from the overworld, you know know, they have some installed child safety features, which means it will probably be fine.”) Will could be a rather anxious person at the best of times, meeting your boyfriend’s dad was terrifying to most young adults, and Will figured he should really get a free pass when your boyfriend’s dad was the overlord to your afterlife too. (“Persephone will be there, you like Persephone,” Nico was clever, Will enjoyed that Nico was clever, Will also enjoyed the many perks of bisexuality).

So considering he was nervous, and stressed, and being very brave about it; he’s just not so sure he’s the one at blame for getting lost on his way to the bathroom, he really feels like there’s a lot bigger forces at play here to blame for sure. It was almost bound to happen, who builds multiple intersecting hallways in a grid pattern and expects a guest to then find their own way around? Especially when so few of the rooms are truly restrooms, which isn’t really anyone’s fault either- gods and ghosts are just built differently. Natural variation, all well and good and an important aspect of a happy, thriving, biologically diverse population. Genetic diversity was great until it left you stranded in the middle of Hades’s palace looking for the proper place to freshen up.

So by scientific reasoning then, genetic diversity had gotten him here in the first place. So really all of this was biology's fault. It was usually biology's fault. Just look at the Krebs Cycle.

(One day he’d be able to hold biology accountable he was sure, but for now the sins of biological difference had him scrubbing his hands three times in the sink and he still felt like there was something on him. Thanks for this one, Dad.)

Unfortunately for Will at this moment, there were no skeleton butlers or spectrely maids to turn to for help with his struggle of finding his way back to the formal dining room when he was done either. So there he was, standing at a four way intersection of the halls in Hades’s palace trying to figure out which direction he had come from.

Apparently, Apollo’s ability to orientate his brain like a compass only worked when the sun was visible to Will. Unfortunately, in a disastrous combination of events, his ability to estimate time was also severely reliant upon the sun. So you know, not only was he lost in an unfamiliar place but he also was struggling to figure out where he had come from and how long he had been wandering. Maybe it was 5 minutes, maybe 30, maybe it had been 3 days - probably not the last one as Will didn't feel like laying in bed for 16 hours, nor did he feel particularly dehydrated. But he also wasn't quite sure. What no sunlight does to a motherfucker, huh. Damn.

Deep breath in, deep breath out. It’s all going to be fine. (In spirit of Nico, Will tacks a “probably” on the end).

(It helps, some.)

Just as the thought passes and Will starts looking around like he is in a game of clue for possible solutions out of his current predicament and back towards finding some undead to talk to to reorientate himself he hears the steady tap-tap of something walking towards him. Knowing that The Furies and The Fates both reside within Hades domain erases any initial comfort Will may have had at his initial "Well at least it's bipedal" thoughts. He hasn't yet had the opportunity to meet any of The Furies or Fates, and for all intents and purposes he had truly been advised not to.

"I was wondering where I might find you lost at," the voice is soft and light, but not in an airy or high pitched manner, but something warm and steady.

“M'lady," Will spins around to address her properly, she chuckles fondly at him.

"Had you found your way to a bathroom yet?" She has one eyebrow raised, a party trick Will's muscles are incapable of performing despite Cecil's insistence he just isn't trying hard enough.

“I was just trying to find my way back.”

"Ah, well then, follow me," she fists her hands into the soft petal-pink folds of her dress, and spins around to face the direction she'd just come from.

He hesitates for a moment, though he's not sure why.

(That is a lie, he hesitates because she smells like a gentle breeze wafting into the Apollo cabin, she smells like the gentle embrace of tall grasses in the field outside his Ma's house, she moves like a gentle stream freshly thawed flowing down the mountainside- and he is enamored by it instantly.)

"C'mon Apollopoulos don't worry," her smile is sharp, all teeth and stark in the moody lighting of the hall, "I don't usually bite."

It is absolutely the wink that does him in. His face feels all weird and warm and there's a feeling in his stomach, warm and tingling, "Of course, thank you, Lady Persephone."

He follows her.

[Part 2]

[the-ghost-king]

If Persephill has a million fans, then I am one of them. If Persephill has ten fans, then I am one of them. If Persephill has only one fan then that is me. If Persephill has no fans, then that means I am no longer on earth. If the world is against Persephill, then I am against the world.

[the-ghost-king]

It's not a phase mom!! Persephill forever!!

[the-ghost-king]

If Persephill would have come to fruition in the 2010s if absolutely would have been called "sunflower"!! How sweet!!

[the-ghost-king]

the way i forgot about april fools and just went along with the persephill like "this might as well happen ¯⁠\⁠_⁠༼⁠ ⁠•́⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ⁠•̀⁠ ⁠༽⁠_⁠/⁠¯ " lol

what do you mean? of course this is genuine? just you wait I'll show you!!!!

[repairgirl]

3. move-in

affectionately yours fem!reader insert + social media & college au 

a/n: UPDATE IS FINALLY HERE!! heads up- i'm going to be bringing in a lot of my personal interests + experiences w college into this story, so in this case i'm so sorry if you don't like taylor swift LOL. anyway i'd really suggest listening to gold rush with this chapter, it's a beautiful song and very fitting :) as always, send me an ask if you'd like to be removed or added to the taglist, and enjoy!!

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[repairgirl]

4. first day of classes

affectionately yours fem!reader insert + social media & college au 

a/n: HEY YALL I"M BACK!!! Something about the air, my seasonal depression, this election reminding me of 2016 and my prime fangirl days, inspired me to write again. I might make this a part 1 and 2 and already have half of the next chapter written. Soooo happy to be back writing!! Thank you all for your patience, and as always send me an ask to be added/removed from the taglist (which has grown INSANELY since chapter 3)!!! we are SOOO fucking back love you all!!

EDIT: i manically wrote this chapter at 1 am and was sleep deprived and forgot to add a photo of text between yn and leo. if you read this chapter before i fixed it no u didn’t

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[strangeshoepatrolbandit]

Prompts 10 and 14 with reader and Dick Grayson please

Brotherly Love

Short story

Warnings: None.

Is this similar to (THIS POST!)? Yes.

Is it still cute? Yes.

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~☆~

Dick had been staying at the Manor, it was nice. Usually, he was away in Blüdhaven, where he lived.

His presence brung a new vibe to the house. You could especially notice this when the bass of a pop song was traveling through every crevice of the residence. You had lost count of how many times the song he was listening to would loop. But the clock in your wall had told you how long it's been happening. The scarce knowledge of music that you have and the repetitive use of certain words had urged you to open up your phone and use the search engine.

"I'm bringin' sexy back

You motherfuckers watch how I attack"

SexyBack!

By...Justin Timberlake?

Now you had a name for the song that's stuck its self to your brain like glue.(and apparently Dicks)

You quickly hopped out of bed and into the hallway, using your muscle memory to take you to a certain brother of yours room.

You knocked loudly. "Dick!"

No response.

"Richard!" You yelled, banging on his door.

No response.

The vibrations from the music were much more noticeable as you stood in front of his door. You could feel every change in the bass as you grabbed the door handle. Slowly, you cracked open the door, hoping that you don't see anything that you don't want to. Thankfully, Dick was just sitting on his bed. You fully opened the door, causing him to look up and reach for his phone, finally turning down the song that has been playing on repeat.

"Hey, I just wanted to check if you're okay. You've been listening to SexyBack on repeat for an hour." You revealed. You watched as an overjoyed smile subconsciously formed on his lips.

"You know Justin?" He asked.

"No, I have never met Justin."

Dick let an abrupt shout of laughter fall from his lips. He leaned forward as all of the air left his body.

"Anyway, I'm going to see an old friend." He stated, standing up and showing off his outfit. "Do I look good?"

You let a smile curl on your lips. "No."

"Very funny." He whispered, rolling his eyes at you.

~☆~

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1. decision day

affectionately yours || fem!reader insert + social media & college au

a/n: chapter 1 is here!! i’m trying a new format- less pics but longer chapters for more texts and content. lemme know what u think !!

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