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strawberries-and-summer-days · 10 days

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clarisse la rue x reader where the reader and clarisse are bsfs and reader is being bullied by a couple of aphrodite girls, and clarisse find out and flips out then clarisse confesses :))) i love your writing!!

THATS MY BEST FRIEND....RIGHT? . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

pairing: clarisse la rue x iris!fem!reader

warnings: swearing, violence (mentions of physical assault - clarisse calling the girls out), teenagers being bitches and calling ppl names

a/n: this was soo cute to write omg. this also would've been out sooner but then tumblr shut down before i had the chance to save it 😭

if you walked up to any camper and asked them which two campers were best friends every single on of them would go clarisse and y/n.

it was like a second nature to them by now.

clarisse a daughter of ares and y/n a daughter of iris. not the most likely duo, but you fit. you clicked in a way you hadn't with anyone else.

you were the only person who could talk clarisse down when she was worked up. and she was the only person who could break through to you when you were lost in your world of paints and colors.

you had first met clarisse your third week at camp. you were sitting in the stands watching campers spar - well watching was a stretch, you were actually painting - and clarisse had finished up with the camper she was fighting. she had walked up the stands and plopped straight down next to you with a huge grin on her face. it had been almost irresistible to not look back up at her with a matching smile.

that was the first time someone had ever managed to pull you away from your paintings. it wasn't the last.

from then on you and clarisse had practically been inseparable. you were the camp's unofficial official bsf's.

clarisse.

your mind often drifts to clarisse when you paint. her soft skin, curly luscious hair, and adorable smile. they constantly popped into your mind - it was hard not to paint something clarisse related honestly.

"hey you." a presence drops beside you on the grass.

"hi," you offer softly, looking up from your painting which surprise surprise was a painting of clarisse.

"ooh i like this one," she says pointing at the now dry canvas - how long were you staring at it?? "it really brings out my eyes."

you dip your head blushing. "uh thanks."

"hey," clarisse says tilting your head up. "don't be embarrassed. i love it. its one hundred percent going with my collection." her gentle touch sends tingles through your skin and causes you to blush even more.

she grins and picks up the painting, "im gonna put it with the others in my cabin, i'll be right back." clarisse picks the painting up not even listening to your protests of how its technically not finished and races off to her cabin.

you sit the and pull out another canvas, determined to not paint clarisse twice in one morning, its happened before.

"look at the ugly ass painter and her little canvas," a sneer comes from in front of you. you don't hear them already lost in your world of paints.

"what shit painting are you doing now?"

you still don't hear them. the only way you could notice their presence was the shadow above you - but again you're still wrapped in a world of colors merging and dancing over the canvas.

you're painting a bouquet of wildflowers. the colors blending perfectly together. you're immensely happy with they ways its turning out but then voices start to break through your haze.

"hey bitch? are you ignoring me?"

"art slut? did you hear me? that's the ugliest thing ever and i'm not talking about the painting."

a hand whips across your face and someone rips you away from the painting. "you in there art bitch?" you finally notice the four aphrodite girls standing in front of your.

the same four girls have been terrorising you for months. and they're careful, never coming up to you whenever clarisse is around. right now? perfect example.

two hands grip you arms to keep you back and the main girl, ellie, steps forward picking up your painting and a handful of dirt.

"NO!" you shriek lurching forward.

"what you don't like my improvements? i made it match. the dirt is the same color of this shit." she looks at you with malice. "and for the final touch," she stabs a nearby stick straight through ripping the painting to shreds.

tears are springing to you eyes.

your painting. YOUR PAINTING.

"aww are you crying?" ellie smirks and then steps forward picking your paints up and pouring them straight onto you. she steps forward and smears it across you writing slut and bitch across your front. you try and squirm as the second girl steps forward with handfuls of dirt and sprinkles it over you.

tears are freely streaming down your face now and you slump, the fight leaving you quickly.

"WHAT THE FUCK?" a loud voice booms behind you all.

the four girls freeze, letting you go.

you fall forwards a sob escaping your mouth at the sight of your painting.

your painting.

"what the ever loving hell are you doing?" clarisse's voice is deadly calm and she stalks towards y/n collapsed on the ground.

the aphrodite girls all step back from you and clarisse takes a single step forward. "we weren't doing anything!" the two who were holding you say panicked.

"no you were doing something," clarisse stalks closer the girls back pedalling in fear. "you were holding my best friend back while those two bitches assaulted her."

"we weren't assaulting her!" the girl beside ellie shrieks. "it was just a joke!"

"you one hundred were assaulting her." clarisse points to you. "does this look like someone who thinks its a joke?"

"well if she wasn't such a bitch and listened to me the first time i talked we wouldn't have had to," ellie seethes.

clarisse snaps.

she practically flies on top of the girls - and yes girls, plural. clarisse crash tackles ellie and the other girl to the ground sending punches to their faces. "motherfucking bitches," she spits and she yanks on a handful of hair.

shrieks and cries come from the girls causing campers to come over and watch the scene unfold. now look, you're not exactly an extremely popular camper, but everyone knows you and likes you, your sweet to nearly everybody you meet so when they see you on the ground covered in paint and dirt, their surprised looks turn into egging clarisse on to get a better hit. some other ares kids join in happy to put some bitchy aphrodites back in their place.

your siblings gasp in unison when they see you helping you off the ground and picking up the strewn paint bottles and shredded painting sending death glares that hades would be proud of.

"why is this such a big deal?" ellie laughs from beneath clarisse. "you act like you're in love with her."

"of course i am!" clarisse all but roars sending more punches into her. only stopping when several of her siblings hauled her off ellie because chiron and mr d had shown up.

they both - well chiron - looked at you with sympathetic eyes telling your siblings to help you get cleaned up and to lay down for a while.

you didn't hear them. you didn't hear anything but clarisse's voice.

you act like you're in love with her.

of course i am.

you couldn't think of anything else as you showered, washing away the paint, dirt and tears. you didn't think of anything else when your siblings guided you back into your cabin and into bed. you didn't think of anything else as you fell asleep.

you didn't think of anything else until you felt the mattress dip next to you, a warm hand stroking your forehead, stirring you from your sleep.

"hey you," clarisse smiles down at you.

"hi," you whisper.

"today's been shit huh?" she looks down at you with concern.

"yeah..."

"how are you feeling?"

"better," you smile gently, it fades when you work up the nerve to say. "hey about earlier-"

"i'm sorry for flipping out," clarisse says. "its just that she was saying all that shit about you, and i hated it, you looked so broken and small on the ground and i, just snapped, im so sorry, really, i am. i shouldn't have done that without checking on you first but i knew if i did that, that bitch was going to get away with it. im so so sorry, y/n. please forg-" you cut her off in a moment of boldness sitting up and placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

clarisse sits there stunned, her mouth slightly gapes open and you smile at her.

"did you mean it?" you ask hoping she understand you were talking about her earlier 'of course i am' outbreak.

she closes her mouth and nods speaking softly, in a nervous way. "yeah, i meant it."

"good. because i feel the same way."

clarisse lights up at that, a huge grin spreading across her face. "really?"

"really."

you intertwine your hands together grateful then that the cabin was empty - clarisse probably cleared it out when she came to visit. you'd never admit this to her, but quiet a few of your siblings are scared of her.

you grin back at her and pull her face down to connect with yours feeling the colors explode into the world, light dancing around the two of you in a beautiful circle.

maybe today hasn't been too bad after all.

a/n: unedited! this made me giggle and smile wayyyy to much lmao

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#clarisse x reader #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse x you #clarisse la rue x y/n #clarisse x y/n #percy jackson #pjo #fanfic #fanfiction #emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 12 days

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im tempted to start a smau/fic/au series with percy x fem!reader

but idk lol should i?

#emma's tedtalk ~#poll #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy pjo #percy x reader #smau #percy jackson fanfic

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 15 days

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hello i don't want to sound dumb but im new here and I really want to know how people add a blockquote to their posts (the vertical grey line on the left side of the text) thank youu

hii its not dumb at all!

i write and post on my computer so the only way i really know how to do this is on a computer

but basically (im not sure if this works on phones or whatever else!) you highlight the text you want and a this should appear above your words

you click on the regular and a drop down box will appear, select the indented one and you should be good to go!

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 15 days

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DATING PERCY JACKSON HC'S

paring: percy jackson x athena!fem!reader

warnings: swearing

a/n: this is my first time doing hc's so i decided to get it out of the way! (its scary cause like i don't wanna disappoint 😭) so if you have any tips or anything lemme know!!

you and percy are like the it couple of camp

like seriously when you two finally (key word being finally) got together the entire camp was rejoicing that you two idiots finally admitted your feelings

you were the two most oblivious people on the planet (percy mostly)

but now you're together its no longer stealing glances in secret but openly gazing at the other and getting distracted in the middle of sparring *cough* percy *cough*

its stealing kisses in between activities

curling up in bed with stolen snacks from the camp store and books

BOOKS

percy's battle against your love for your book boyfriends is a constant war...

and when he introduced you to sally via iris message sally LOVED you on sight

you basically spent the entire time talking to her trash talking percy

percy who had a scowl on his face the entire time

you guys are iconic

if the campers were asked to think of their fav couple in the modern world they'd instantly think of you two

percy and y/n, y/n and percy, you're a package deal

you're like the mom and dad of camp honestly

whenever you fight (which isn't often) the campers whisper to each other "mommy and daddy are fighting again"

the campers knowing smirks whenever they see you both leaving a cabin flustered and dishevelled after making out do

ABOSLUTELY NOTHING to stop you both

percy offers to bring you home for christmas knowing your history with a non-existent family

you had excitedly thrown yourself into his arms squealing "yes!"

you had been a ball of nerves for the last few days of camp

when percy brought you home for the holidays you were ecstatic

so was he really

percy being the lovesick puppy he is, basically just followed you around where ever you wanted to go

that included nearly all the bookstores in the area.

you had happily strolled through the store and passing percy every book you wanted saying

"omigoshpercy! look at this cover!" and then scurrying over to the next book "i've been wanting this one forever!"

percy has a shit eating grin on his face the entire time

he's just happy you're happy

sally was overjoyed when you arrived whipping you into a flurry of warm hugs and smiles

you'd honestly never felt more at home

one night you and percy are curled up on the couch under a blanket reading a book with percy muttering how he was clearly much better than this dumbass

who both stay that way for a while, percy occasionally placing kisses on your temple.

that is the night you first say i love you.

when you say it out loud percy's eyes widen and he flips around so he's facing you

"I love you."

now you've never felt more at home

percy thinks of you as a literal goddess

he worships the ground you walk on

and when you said i love you, that practically just cements his obsession with you

when sally walked in on you two to offer you some dinner she smiles when she sees you asleep on percy's shoulder, percy mouths

"what?" so he doesn't wake you up.

"you really like her, don't you?"

percy nods staring adoringly at you. "yeah i kinda do."

a/n pt2: i actually had so much fun making these so let me know if you'd ever want more hc's!!

#percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #pjo x reader #percy x reader #percy jackson #pjo #emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 15 days

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LOVE TO HATE YOU ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆

pairing: percy jackson x demeter!fem!reader

warnings: swearing + minor violence (punches basically)

a/n: i wanted to write some percy jackson enemies to lovers (sorta) so here we are!! i don't know how i feel about this one but enjoy! (also im changing the layout of my fics - in case you couldn't already tell :))

look.

when percy showed up for sword training this morning, the last thing he was expecting was to be paired with you.

i mean hey! at least he could take his anger out on you and nobody would notice or care for that matter - well y'know... except you.

being thrown on you ass for the fifteenth time in a row really wasn't on your agenda for today. and you'd had enough.

"goddamnit jackson!" you yell when you get up again. "what the hell is wrong with you?"

"right back at you y/l/n!" percy hisses.

seething you narrow your eyes at him. "i swear to fucking god, i'm going to kick your ass."

"right, cause you seem to be doing really well at that."

you launch at percy. why? why is he like this? why is he popular and nice to everybody but you? why?? why is he infuriatingly handsome? from his soft looking hair, to his blue-green eyes- wait, what?

where'd that come from?

you're supposed to be angry at him.

your fist connects with percy's jaw and he stumbles back in shock. his eyes land on you in a deadly promise as he flys at you himself.

"you're honestly so annoying, i don't know how i put up with you," he sends a punch to your face and your head snaps back, your eyes filling with tears. fucking hell.

arms wrap around you then, pulling you back from attacking percy more. you swing your arm back accidentally knocking the person in the face causing them to cry out. "oh shit! im so sorry!" you exclaim turning around to comfort annabeth.

"fuck annabeth, im so sorry."

you're a child of demeter, the most violent thoughts you've had all week is how you accidentally made a strawberry explode. you shouldn't be thinking about how the next time percy comes near you, you're going to strangle him with the nearest vine. no, scratch that you're going to strangle him reguardless.

you crouch down next to annabeth worry in you eyes, "are you okay?"

annabeth nods and takes your hand when you offer to help her up. "i'm fine, but you two," she says waving a hand between percy - whose still pissed by the way - and you. "need to sort out whatever shit you're fighting over."

percy looks over at you a scowl etched on his face and his arm still captured by luke. "yeah fine whatever." he throws his sword down on the ground before stalking away growling about how everything's going to shit.

"what is with him today?" luke asks walking over and picking up percy's sword.

"i don't know!" you huff exasperated. "he's been like this all morning. i was the one on the receiving end of it!"

"well i'm like ninety percent sure punching him wasn't the best way to go about that," luke says still watching percy walk away.

"well you try being kicked on your ass fifteen times in a row," you snap shoving past grover. a little part of you is sorry for how you're treating them but honestly you're so sick of the way percy treats you.

the way he's kind and caring to everyone else but you. the way he always calls you names and groans whenever you're paired up. the way he rolls his eyes whenever you talk never bothering to listen.

it pisses you off how he's attentive to other campers, how he has the prettiest smile and looks amazing in that navy shir- woah woah woah what?

nope, you're not even going to think about that. about the crush you've had on him ever since he arrived at camp. you two had gotten along for the first few days and then, boom, he's hated you ever since.

you dont even know what you did to make him suddenly hate you. but deep down, you've always had a feeling that maybe he knows about your feelings - though you've never, ever, said anything about them - and they repulse him. so to cover that up you've gone right ahead and hated him - for the most part - back.

you slam the door shut of your cabin and flop onto your bed groaning loudly into your pillow. mostly out of annoyance a little out of actual pain. you slowly start to drift off then only realising you've fallen asleep when your sibling gently shakes you awake.

"y/n? its dinner time."

you groan softly and thank the girl for waking you before making your way to the mess hall laughing at the jokes your siblings are making, and feeling much calmer - and not violent.

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there are perks to living in a cabin all by yourself. percy found this out a few weeks after tyson had left - yes he misses tyson - but having a cabin to freely scream into a pillow, was pretty neat as well.

gods percy hated y/n sometimes.

she was the most annoying, know-it-all, shrill, person ever. like seriously how is she so talented at annoying him? its like a god given gift.

whipping his pillow back onto his bed percy sinks down onto the mattress feeling it dip with his weight. he hated how he reacted earlier.

did he seriously fucking punch you? did he actually punch a girl? anybody's mom would be disappointed in them if they found out their son punched a girl, but sally jackson? you'd have to come up with a whole new word for what she'd feel.

gods he was stupid.

he fucking punched a girl.

even worse he punched y/n.

the first thing he did then was pick up a discarded drachma and send an iris message to his mom.

when sally turned around to see percy, her face changed instantly from excited to be getting a call to worry.

"percy? whats wrong?"

"i fucked up mom."

"language," his mom scolded. "but how did you mess up?"

percy hesitated not wanting to tell his mom that he hit a girl. "i hurt y/n."

"y/n?" sally's eyes flash with surprise. over the years she'd heard of the infamous y/n. percy would always complain about her, or just talk about her. but no matter the time he'd always bring her up in a conversation - i mean sure most of the time he was whining about how she'd pissed him off, but he'd still talk about her.

"yeah, i- i don't know what to do."

sally's eyes soften, when she sees the way percy is distressed. "you could apologise?"

percy looks down and runs his hands through his hair. "i don't think she'd believe me, mom."

"it's always better to try, i'm sure even though she might not show it, y/n would appreciate it." she purses her lips trying to hide a smile as she thought of what to say next. "besides i thought we didn't like y/n."

percy's head snaps up and he shrugs. "we don't... not like her," he starts. "we- i- i just hated the way she fit into camp, when i first came here. she was like their perfect camper, she even went to the lenghts of being nice to me! but i just, ugh." percy sighs. "it was always so hard for me to see her being so comfortable with everyone, she's only been at camp for like three weeks more than me and she was already practically ruling the place!"

he stands up starting to pace the room as sally sits patiently listening to him. "and then i iced her out and started treating her like shit - i know, sorry about the swearing - and she started acting the same way towards me so there was no way i could just- uh." he runs his hands through his hair for like the millionth time. "i just messed up. and now whenever i talk to her i can practically feel her dislike towards me."

sally is quiet for a moment and when she does finally speak, she says something that percy didn't expect. "do you like her?"

"i- what?" his bewildered expression facing sally.

"do you like y/n?"

a frown crease percy's forehead, and just as he's about to answer the door to his cabin swings open and annabeth and luke storm inside.

"i'll leave you guys to it! love you percy, talk soon," sally smiles from behind percy and the iris message dissolves.

"you need to go apologise to y/n right now," annabeth huffs.

"hey! she hit me first!" percy defends.

"yes i know, luke and i have just given her this exact talk. so listen percy jackson, you, are going to grow a pair of balls and talk to y/n. no fucking name calling or bickering, just plain talking. and if you don't, i'm going to sneak in here in the middle of the night and cut your dick off."

luke clears his throat and places a hand on annabeth's shoulder pulling her back. "okay... annabeth, take a chill pill." he turns back to you. "but seriously jackson, annabeths right - minus the dick cutting and shit - talk to the girl."

sighing percy just looks up not bothering to even fight anymore.

"i'll take that dejected sigh as a hell yeah," annabeth smiles. "y/n will be waiting for you at the end of the dock after dinner - which by the way is right now."

without even giving him the chance to object annabeth - and luke, i guess - usher percy out of the cabin and to the mess hall, snickering behind him about how he's secretly in love with y/n.

which....

'do you like y/n?' his mom's question flits into his mind.

does he?

maybe on some level he's had a crush on her since he came to camp.

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the water lapped at the edge of the dock posts.

you had been sitting here for five minutes - as per a very huffy and flustered annabeth's request - why you're sitting here? you actually don't know.

the moonlight shines down on the earth and you smile at the serenity of the moment. footsteps sound from behind you and you don't bother looking back - thinking its just annabeth coming to tell you why she wants you to wait here.

but the second his scent hits you, you tense up, his body radiating heat when he sits down next to you.

"hi."

you turn to face him. "hey." you're both quiet for a moment. "annabeth set you up too?"

percy nods and chuckles, "gotta love when she meddles."

you shoot him a look. "when annabeth meddles, you know things are either going horribly wrong or horribly wrong."

percy laughs and you can't help but smile at how simple the moment is and that you're not arguing.

"i'm sorry."

"i'm so sorry."

you both freeze at your double apology and look at one another. a new tension settling over the both of you. not the fierce type when you're both angry at the other, but a new type, a gentler one.

resting your hand on the dock you look out to the water, tensing up when you feel a warm hand cover your own.

your buried feelings rise very close to the surface and you curiously look over to percy, to find him earnestly looking at you.

"y/n... im so fucking sorry about earlier."

"hey its not entirely your fault," you offer. "i mean i punched you first."

"no, thats not it, i mean yeah, i'm very sorry about this morning, but i'm also sorry for the last like four years. i treated you ike dog shit and i have no excuse for it."

your soft eyes nearly send percy over the edge of the dock. he was finally doing this, he was finally going to tell you the truth.

"when you came to camp a few weeks ahead of me, i was jealous at how fast you had managed to fit in, how quick everyone seemed to accept you. it made me angry and i started to resent you," you suck in a breath at percy's explanation. "i resented you for like three weeks tops, by the way, and when you started to treat me the same way i thought you hated me too. by the time i had found my place in camp and had finally started to relax, it was too late for me to just stop suddenly acting shit towards you." percy rushes out. "so i kept treating you that way, i called you names and started fights with you because having any of your focus on me - even if it was bad - was worth it. i hated you because you were practically perfect and i could see it in every way. i hated you most of all because i didn't hate you at all."

the air is sucked out from between you.

"w-what?" you whisper. "you don't hate me?"

"no."

"i don't hate you either!" you rush out suddenly needing him to know. you're like two seconds off floating off the earth, the warmth of his hand practically grounding you to the dock.

percy's heart swells, "you don't?" his voice is whisper soft.

"no."

percy seizing his chance, slides closer to you angling his head towards your in question as he stares at your mouth.

you catching on quickly, nodding to him, grinning internally at how this moment - one you've dreamed of for years is finally about to happen.

he presses a soft kiss to your mouth, his hands shooting to the sides of your face holding you as if you're the worlds most precious gem. fireworks explode low in your stomach as if to remind you that you're kissing percy jackson, you're kissing percy jackson!!

your hand makes its way to the back of his neck holding him there and pulling him impeccably closer. your heart rockets when you pull back for air and percy makes a whining noise.

you shuffle closer to him then, basking in his warmth. only now just noticing the small vines and flowers that have twisted their way onto the dock and curled around your ankles.

grinning percy turns back to you running a hand on the back of your head and pulling you back for another kiss.

somewhere in the back ground you can hear annabeth victory cheering and laughing with luke but you don't care. at this point nothing could tear you away from the boy who's kissing you, who's holding you with such reverence you'd think he was holding a priceless artifact.

a/n: lol sorry this was so long (un-edited btw!! i stayed up wayyyy too late to even think about editing this lol)

#percy jackson x you #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x y/n #percy jackson fanfic #percy jackson fic #fanfic #fanfiction #percy jackson #emma writes ₊˚⊹⋆

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 17 days

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is write where u left me a wordplay/pun or did u confuse right with write (no judgement it happens all the time lmao)

yeah its a pun! i thought it would be clever to have a ts line for a blog title lol!

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strawberries-and-summer-days · 18 days

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MEET ME AT MIDNIGHT . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

pairing: Show!Luke Castellan x apollo!fem!reader!

warnings: swearing, angst, derogatory names.

a/n: lol im actually so sorry this took me so long to post, cause of this lovely thing called ✨writers block✨ anyhoo i hope you enjoy :))

part one: Midnight Troubles

The first thing you said when Chiron started the game of capture the flag was.

"Fuck yeah."

For a multitude of reasons. One being the obvious, it’s capture the flag you wanna win. And two... that bitch from cabin 10.

It's been like a week since that incident in the night and you've practically stalked the girl (within reason of course you're not that creepy).

She's on the red team and Luke...

Luke has tried talking to you for most of the week but you've brushed past him ignoring him.

He didn't fucking say anything.

Of course you're angry with him. Who the hell wouldn't be angry when their best-friend-who-might've-actually-maybe-kinda-possibly-wanted-to-be-more-than-friends?

So yes you're pissed at Luke. But even more pissed at that girl. Who you still don't know the name of and at this point you don't care. You just wanna teach the bitch not to mess with you again.

You race off into the forest following the plan Annabeth had set in, your mind focused on perimeter control and hoping to the high heavens that Cabin 10 girl comes along so you can help her in her journey of connecting with the earth. And maybe a foot to her ass will do just that.

You stand along the border, weapon in hand watching, waiting for someone to show up. Sometimes this game is boring, gods.

Fucking Luke.

Maybe you should shove your foot up his ass too.

A loud whistle pierces through the air signalling that our team has the flag and that everyone should be on the lookout.

A laugh erupts from your side and you spin. Ooh look everyone it's blonde bitch from cabin 10! Woo hoo!

"Well hello there y/n," she smirks, her two friends flanking her on either side.

You roll your eyes, and fight the urge to gag.

"Hi there, Phyllis."

"It's Lily."

"That's what I said, Phyllis."

"Lily."

"Phyllis."

"Li-"

"Li-" you repeat struggling to hide your smirk.

"ly-"

"ly-" oh gods this is hard not to laugh at.

"Lily."

"Phyllis."

"Ugh I'm so sick of you," the Cabin 10 bitch - who's apparently called Lily (bitch girl is better though) - says.

"Then leave?"

"No. I'm not done with you, you interrupted me and Luke's plans the other night and so I'm here for revenge."

You're overflowed with the temptation to actually kill the girl. Who cares if you lose dessert for a week, right? But you think better of it when you picture Luke's disappointed look- NOPE NOT GOING THERE.

Cabin 10 bitch smiles darkly. "Are you gonna run whore?"

I twist your head slightly so the three of them can't see the evil smile slide over your face. This is going to be fun. Sure you're not the most talented swordswoman, but you can certainly throw hands when you want to.

A light rustle catches your attention and you look out to the distance searching for maybe another camper coming to sabotage, but come up with nothing.

"Slut? Are you listening to me?" Bitch girl asks. "Are you gonna be a pussy and run?"

Smiling, you turn back to her. Bitch girl's smile falters ever so slightly when she sees the deranged expression on your face.

"No, I'm not gonna run."

She launches and slaps you, jerking your head to the side. Your face burns and your mouth fills with blood when you bite down to stop from laughing. The fuck did she think that was? A good punch?

"What? You afraid you can't throw a punch like me?" That does it. You crack up bending over, heaving with laughter.

"Oh fuck yeah, this is great, holy shit."

Confusion flutters over bitch girl's face, "what?"

"Phyllis, Phyllis, Phyllis," you tut. "That's not how you throw a punch." You swing around and slam your fist into her face. "That is how you throw a punch."

Bitch girl stumbles back and shrieks when she feels blood pouring from her nose. "Oh my god! Oh my god! My nose! My nose! Noo! Not my nose! Bella! Carrie! Oh my god help me!"

Well one; that was anticlimactic, and two; you really thought that Phyllis would put up more of a fight.

All three girls fly into a frenzy crying over bitch girl's nose. You think you hear a rustle again and spin around trying to see if someone is there - but again nothing.

The horn sounds in the distance and cheers erupt, someone has the flag. But right now all you can think about is the three crying girls behind you.

Anger boils under your skin and you turn around seething. "Could you all stop crying for like two seconds, you bitch!"

You grip the asshole's hair and drag her backwards, throwing her down onto the ground, not caring if she lands on a rocky surface. "You, are fucking lucky that I want dessert this week more than I want you dead. And believe me bitch, that I really, really want you dead."

Spinning around, ignoring the fear in all three of their eyes, you stalk back towards camp shoving off any and all campers who are jumping on you in celebration. "Fuck off," you mutter and slam the door to your cabin. Your siblings, knowing better than to talk to you when you're in this mood, steer clear of you. You rip into one of the hidden bags underneath your bed, grabbing what you need and march your way back out to the showers.

Making a bee-line for the showers you know with certainty that all the Aphrodite kids use because 'they're the cleanest'. Once you tamper with the showers you slip out and have your own shower in a non-tampered one, washing away the anger you were feeling.

You slip into some comfy clothes and as you walk out of the bathroom drying your hair you bump straight into someone. "Oh! Sorry!" You say dropping the empty container - direct proof that you are guilty for whatever is about to happen to the cabin 10 bitch.

Luke looks down and picks up the bottle, raising an eyebrow at you. Scowling, you snatch the bottle back and shoulder past him, only stopping when you feel his hand on your wrist.

"Y/n."

"No."

"Y/n."

"No, Luke. I said no."

"Y/n, please," Luke begs. "Just hear me out."

Spinning around with a frown etched on your face you meet Luke's eyes. His face is the epitome of pain.

"What? So now you wanna talk?" you hiss. "Now?"

"Y/n please!" Luke pleads, his eyes burning. "Can we... can we just talk?"

Now listen, you're still pissed at Luke, you definitely are, but you're still desperately in love with him as well. And yes. You've been angry at him, but you've also missed him horribly.

You've missed the way his eyes would stare at you softly when you sang, trying to steal glances subtly.

You've missed the way he would grin when he saw you wearing his hoodie.

You've missed the way he would promise to protect you whenever you were scared in the dark.

So yeah... bottom line maybe you miss him... sorta... kinda... okay yeah you miss him.

Still pissed though. Very pissed.

"Fine," you relent. "You wanna talk? Talk."

Luke looks slightly surprised and takes a breath. "Um, meet me after the campfire for cabin checks okay?"

You clench your jaw and sigh. "Sure, yeah, whatever," you wave a hand and continue drying your hair, making your way back to your cabin.

~~~

To say Luke was pissed was an understatement.

A really big understatement.

Who is Luke pissed at I hear you ask?

Himself.

Him-fucking-self.

What in the actual fucking world is wrong with him? What. In. The. World. Is. Wrong. With. Him? Like seriously.

He must have really lucked out in the asshole-best-friend-who-definitely-is-in-love-with-you-but-has-ruined-his-chances-cause-he-fucked-up department.

He was basically the biggest asshole in the world and was certain y/n was going to make him grovel tonight.

Loud screams rips out of the girls bathroom suddenly and a smirk appears on his face knowing the bottle that y/n had dropped earlier had something to do with the fact that that the three girls from Aphrodite that were bothering earlier - yes that may have been him wearing Annabeth's cap - looked like a beaten purple grape.

~~~

Nobody had stopped snickering at the Aphrodite girls since they came out of the showers looking like a pack of deranged grapes on a quest for revenge.

Even now as you told two kids to get back to their cabins on your rounds you could hear them snickering about the angry grapes that had taken over camp.

Smiling to yourself you continue on your path to where Luke wanted to meet, stopping dead when you see a soft glow emitting from down the path.

"What the...?"

A soft gasp escapes your lips when you see the fairy-lights strung around the small clearing, Luke's back is turned away from you and his shoulders are slumped slightly as he looks out to the water.

You clear your throat ever so slightly and Luke spins around so fast he almost stumbles to the ground.

"Hey... y/n."

"Hi, you."

"What's this?" you ask motioning to the soft blinking lights, creating a haze around Luke almost like a halo. ""What's this?" you ask motioning to the soft blinking lights, creating a haze around Luke, almost like a halo.

"I just wanted to make sure it wasn't dark," he offered shrugging.

You melt right there and then - internally of course - Luke still has to grovel and shit and he is not getting out of doing it.

"You wanted to talk, Luke?" You spit, completely surprised by the anger that overtakes you. "Talk."

"Okay, okay," Luke breathes out. "I wanna start by saying that I know you were behind the shower prank."

"Not a great start Castellan."

"And that I think you're badass for it." You raise your eyebrows at him. "That and I want to apologise-"

"Then apologise asshole."

Luke looks at you then with shaky eyes - is that even a thing?? - and takes a deep breath. "Y/n I'm so, so, fucking sorry. I know my word probably means nothing but I wanted to say it." He drops his eyes. "I froze that night. I was so fucking angry with Lily that I was afraid I was going to snap."

Lily? Oh Phyllis.

"That doesn't make up for you not fucking saying anything Luke."

A tortured expression crosses his face. "I know, I know."

"Do you though?" You hiss. "She called me a slut, she called me a whore, Luke! Do you know how much it hurt THAT YOU DIDN'T FUCKING SAY ANYTHING!?"

He flinches slightly at your volume. Tears fill your eyes as the battle you were having with your emotions gets harder, angry tears are new apparently.

"Y/n."

"You know what?" you take a huge breath hiccuping slightly. "I don't deserve this shit. I deserve a best friend who fucking cares about me. Not someone who stands by and says nothing, fucking nothing."

You spin on your heel and start to walk away. Wiping the stream of tears away with the sleeve of your hoodie.

"Y/n!" Luke cries, grabbing your wrist stopping you. "You do deserve a friend like that. Which is why I don't want to be your friend."

You still.

Okay.... that fucking hurt.

Wait... wait... yep still fucking hurts.

"You don't want to be my friend??" You hiss incredulously. "So what the hell is this for? Why do you fucking want to talk to me?"

Luke hesitates for a moment and you huff, "just fuck off."

"I have a reason!" Luke says earnestly. "I do!"

"Then what is it Luke!" you cry. "What? I get it okay, you froze up, were scared you'd kill her, whatever, I don't care! Just fucking tell me why you want to talk to me now? Why don't you want to be my friend?"

When Luke takes a second too long you yank your hand out of his grip and stalk away.

"Because I love you!"

Huh?

Wait what?

WHAT?

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a/n: i thought it was too long so i cut it short. Let me know if you want a part 3! (writers block is a bitch fr)

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pairing: percy jackson x fem!reader

warnings: fluff and kisses, and a bit of angst:)

a/n: i wanted to write a bunch of percy fluff!! (the luke pt2 fic is on its way i promise btw) i actually dont know where this came from either btw 😭

Percy stared at you from across the room.

"They're mine."

"Never."

"Mine."

"No."

"Mine."

"Nope!" you grin and fly across the couch for the car keys at the same time Percy launches himself at the table. You both grab the car keys and wrestle for control.

"AHA!" you laugh when you come out victorious straddling his hips.

"I win," Percy smirks.

You look down, frowning. "Um, I'm the one who's on top and has the car keys?"

Percy, still smiling, says, "I know."

You both just stare at each other then, the moment freezing, Percy's sea green eyes looking up at you in adoration. You lean down and press an achingly soft kiss on his mouth, breaking away when you hear Sally - as she insists you call her - calls you both from the kitchen.

"Are you guys ready for your date?"

You scramble off of Percy blushing furiously, just as Sally walks in with a knowing smirk. Percy hops up from the floor, threads his fingers through your own and pulls you flush against him.

"Yep! We're just deciding who's driving." With that he picks the keys out of your hand and kisses your nose at your outraged expression. "It's me."

Sally grins at you both handing you a container filled with warm cookies. "Well wherever you go, save room for these." You inhale the heavenly smell of Sally's blue cookies and keep a tight hand on them when you feel Percy trying to steal the container.

You and Percy shuffle out the door exchanging goodnights and promises to be home at a reasonable hour, piling into his car and pulling onto the street.

"Windows down?" Percy asks looking over at you and you grin nodding as the wind whips your hair. Percy turns the music up not even bothering to ask, knowing you well enough that you'll want to listen to music anyway.

You beam over at Percy and he gets lost in you. They way your eyes light up when you smile. The way you fumble over the lyrics slightly laughing, when ever you sing the wrong word. The way you shut your eyes and just breath in the air letting the moment wash over you. The way you're purely you. You're y/n, not anyone else.

"Eyes on the road Percy," you tease, when you see him staring.

Chuckling to himself Percy focuses back on driving, pulling up when you reach the place you knew you were destined to end up tonight when he had stolen the keys from you.

You grin looking at the deserted beach in front of you. "Really?"

Percy shoots you a look, "you know it."

Jumping out of the car, you walk around to the edge of the sand, taking your shoes off and making a mad dash - still with the baked goods - away from Percy who is shouting at you to bring them back.

"Bring those back here you evil gremlin!"

"NEVER!" you let out a goblin laugh - that's a thing - evading Percy again.

Strong hands wrap around your waist then yanking you back, Percy chuckles when you try and wiggle your way out of his grip. "Not so fast there, Jellyfish." It's a nickname he gave you when you were younger and got stung by a Jellyfish but didn't cry cause you thought it was pretty.

You giggle when he spins you around, making you drop the container of cookies in the process, and rests his forehead against yours.

"You look beautiful tonight y/n," He whispers, dropping his head to you, kissing you softly.

You smile against his lips and drag your hands along his back, up his neck and into his hair, lightly biting his lip when he growls of approval.

The kiss deepens and you groan when you part your lips and Percy's tongue slips inside your mouth.

Kissing Percy never gets old. It's like fireworks and butterflies joined forces and decided to celebrate in your stomach. Your skin burns wherever he touches and you actually are having trouble deciding where he begins and you end.

You're two souls joined together standing at the edge of the world ready to fall for the other if needed.

A small squeak from behind you causes you to break apart from Percy though, still wrapped in his embrace.

"Ahh..." you trail off when you see a little girl, around 5 or 6, looking up at you with big eyes. "Hello!" you say crouching down to her.

"Hi," she says shyly looking back at her Mom who nods encouragingly. "I'm Eva."

Percy crouches down next to you and holds out his hand to her small one. "Hi, Eva. I'm Percy and this is y/n." The girl shakes his hand and stares at the forgotten cookie box on the ground next to me.

You follow her trail of sight and pick up the box opening the lid and offering her a cookie. "You want one?"

"Eva smiles so big that your heart melts at her happiness. "Can I?"

"Yeah of course!" you grin at her.

Eva reaches into the box and takes two cookies. "One is for my mommy. She's been crying and I wanna make her happy!"

Your eyes flick over to her Mom who is looking over with a heartbreaking mix of sadness and joy.

"Why is your mommy sad?"

Percy adjusts himself so he's sitting on the sand and pulls you between his legs. He runs his fingers along your arm gently leaving goosebumps in his wake.

"Because I'm sick," the little girl says, biting into the blue cookie. Her eyes widen when she tastes them. "These are so yummy!"

Your breath catches slightly when she says she's sick and you try to keep a straight face when Percy asks, "you're sick?"

Eva smiles. "Yeah. Mommy and I came to visit today before I leave."

The battle with your emotion is getting harder and harder to fight and Eva looks at you with worry. "Aw no, don't be sad, its okay," she sits down on the sand next to you and rests her hand on your knee. "I don't want you and my mommy to be sad. I'm going to be okay. When I go, I don't want anyone to be sad."

You smile at the girl, your eyes slightly blurry from unshed tears that you push away. Percy's hold on you tightens and he gently kisses your head.

"I'm not scared," Eva says, biting into the second cookie seemingly forgetting she wanted to give it to her Mom.

"You're not?" your voice is soft.

"No," Eva smiles up at the darkening sky. "I'm not scared. I know I'm gonna go soon, but then I'll be up in the sky looking down at mommy."

This girl, this little six year old girl is probably the bravest person you've ever met and it shatters you that someone this young is so strong.

Looking back over at her mom Eva smiles and turns to you, "May I have another?"

You grin at her and nod, giving her four more cookies not even concerned if you don't have any of them.

Eva beams at you and wraps you both in a hug whispering, "Thank you for this," she looks over to her mom and turns back to us. "Thank you for making me happy, when I'm up there, I'll be a star, and I'll make sure to shine brightly for you."

Percy's hold on you loosens as you watch Eva walk away and you twist into him as tears stream down your face.

"Ohmygodpercy!"

"Shhh I know," he soothes, rubbing circles on your back.

You stay that way for a while, him calming you and you bawling. Eventually you settle down and twist around to face the ocean, the breeze, waves, blue cookies, and company joining together to create the perfect night - more or less - and you can feel it in your bones the same way Eva had.

This was a perfect night, her perfect night, her perfect goodbye...

a/n: guys idk what came over me. this was supposed to be a fluffy blurb 😭

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