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A Much Needed Declaration
Who doesn't love our goat boy! I suppose I should say spoilers for those who haven't read the books on this one- as it is based sometime after Battle of the Labyrinth :)
Pairing: Grover Underwood x gn!reader
Request: Hi guys! I hope you guys are doing good. Can I request a Grover x reader where reader is trying to tell him they like him, but they keep getting interrupted by people needing him for things and viceversa? And then finally getting to tell him? Just some cute fluff with a happy ending lol. M!reader or gn!reader are fine! Thanks :)
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: None!
-Asnyox
The first time you met Grover, the only thought you had through his stammered introduction was ‘he’s pretty cute’. It took a lot longer for you to find out that at some point ‘he’s cute’ grew into a crush on the kind satyr. But, you accepted that it was what it was, and maybe it would be something more at some point- but for now it was enough.
However, that was before he became a Lord of the Wild, which meant that he needed to do a lot more work around and outside of camp. At least you were allowed to go with him on his travels sometimes, but you spend less and less time with him. You didn’t blame him, but you missed him and felt him slipping away from you. Thus you decided you needed to tell him how you felt before it was too late.
You had yet to anticipate how hard it would be to get a moment alone with him. The first time you stumbled upon your friend, you didn’t get past “how are you-” before he quickly told you he had to get going or he would be late. Late for what only the gods know, but he slipped away.
The second attempt was slightly more successful- Grover was sitting at the campfire, and you sat down next to him.
“Busy week, huh?” you asked and Grover’s head shot up.
“Ah, (Y/n), I hadn’t seen you come-” Grover bleated, “I’m sorry, it has been busy.”
“Finally catching a break?” You asked, as you bumped into him lightly. Grover smiled and started leaning against you.
“Sort of, I’ve missed you.” he said as he laid his head on your shoulder. His horns had started growing out more, and you could feel them poke in your neck, but you decided not to say anything, lest you scare the poor soul.
“I’ve missed you too,” you let out a breath, “Hey, I need to tell you some-”
“Hey, G-man, do you have a moment?” Percy spoke up from beside Grover, and you glared slightly at him as Grover sat up.
“Of course! Whatcha need?” Grover sat, and Percy gestured away.
“Just wanted to check something, am I interrupting?” Percy asked. Grover looked at you, in turn. He clearly wanted to see if you needed him, but you shook your head.
“No, not really. Go ahead, I will see you soon?” you asked Grover and he nodded excitedly as he stood up and followed Percy.
Well, third time's the charm you thought as you saw your beloved goat boy stand not too far away. So, you almost sprinted towards him, smiling.
“Hey Grover! Do you have a moment-” Grover looked at you, but you could already see Chiron approaching him from behind.
“Of course I do, always for you.” he was adorable, but you shook your head, as you eyed Chiron getting closer.
“I don’t think you do- you know what, never mind.” you pouted, “Wish I wouldn’t have to make a reservation for your time just to talk to you, but it is what it is.” Grover looked confused, but you continued, “Just come to me when you have five minutes? Me approaching you is clearly not working out.” Grover was worried about what you meant, but before he could even ask what was going on you turned around and walked away. And before he could even reach out, Chiron’s voice asked for his attention.
Third time was not the charm it seemed.
Grover hadn’t seen you since then. Apparently you truly wouldn’t come to him whenever he had a moment- which normally you really had a knack for finding him just as he had nothing to do. He really hoped you weren’t angry at him- and he felt like he was irrationally anxious about the possibility of you never wanting to talk to him again. That couldn’t be it right?
So, a few days later when he hadn’t planned anything for at least an hour- a feat as far has his schedule went these days- he quickly ran to you, took your hand and dragged you away from your cabin, into the woods.
“What-” you stammered, but Grover was quick to turn around and face you.
“I have not much time but I asked the dryads to make sure no one finds us for a bit. It’s just us, no interruptions, nothing,” Grover wished he had a can to chew on and get his anxious energy out, “So, what do you need?” he asked, his voice turning soft and quiet at the last words in the sentence. Before answering you grabbed one of Grovers hands, an appreciative smile on your face.
“Grover, I need you,” you took a deep breath, “I need you too, I know you’re busy being lord of the wild and that it’s hard staying still but please, I need you to know I love you.”
Grover bleated, as he hid his face behind the hand you weren’t holding.
“Do you mean-” Grover slowly lowered his hand, and he saw you nod.
“I love you, romantically, goat boy.” Your heart stammered, “and if you’re not ready- or not interested, it’s fine. I’m just glad to have told you.”
“I’m too- uh I mean,” Grover shook his head, “I love you too,” You smiled, and you moved closer pressing a kiss on Grover’s cheek.
“You’re all I need then,” you sighed, “now go, I know you promised the dryads something. See you at dinner?”
Grover had a dazed expression, with a big grin on his face as he nodded.
“See you, love you,” he turned around, hoping that he could quickly finish the requests he still had to do today, so he could spend time with you.
And if Grover dazed off a bit more during that day, nobody asked questions. Grover realized that he needed you too, and that he perhaps needed a bit of a break. A picnic sounded nice, or going to that one secluded spot that he found while he was doing favors for a herd of sheep last week. Yeah, he was elated thinking of you smiling, surrounded by nature, and him being the reason for it. Would you enjoy berries or bread more at the picnic?
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All the Pawsebilities
Happy birthday Nico! I changed up the request a bit, otherwise I just mentally wouldn't have written it, sorry. also remember MORE CONTENT IF MORE INTERACTION thank you
Thanks to the lovely Franckentstein of being on the banner, I love danny's cat more than my life.
→ synopsis ; You go out on one (1) date, lose will for five (5) seconds and he comes back with six (6) cats.
Pairing: Will Solace x gn!reader x Nico di Angelo, Poly!solangelo x reader
Request: GN!S/o showed up with a kitten (I imagined it with black, orange and brown fur) and tells Nico and Will that they are all parents now +++bonus if when they come to 'talk' to the cat he talks come back with lots of cute meows I need this confort PLEASE🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
Wordcount: 2k
Warnings: I don't think so
-Asnyox
Nico, Will and you were out on a date. It wasn’t often that Chiron would permit an outing, although that might be because you almost never asked. Who cares whether camp rules would let you, and whether you would be safe, if you can just get out and be back before dinner.
It would all have been fine, if it wasn’t that at some point in your romantic outing the three of you got split up. Chiron did have a point when he said it was dangerous to go out, as it was common for you to encounter monsters on the road. It wasn’t a lot, but you had pulled Nico out of the monster's way, and started running in the opposite direction of Will and luckily the monsters had followed the two of you. Knowing Will, he wouldn’t have taken any weapons with him.
But that was not what today’s story is about. Instead, it is about how your boyfriend was acting when you found him. He was basically cradling his bag, smiling suspiciously. However, as you all knew to not hang around after a monster attack, you didn’t question him at all, and when you sneaked back into camp and went separate ways you promptly forgot about Will being suspicious.
Or rather, you would have, if he stopped acting that way the next day. Nico had grabbed Will by the arm as Will had just tried to sneak away after lunch without talking to either of you. But instead of answering to your questioning looks, he wriggled his arm out of Nico’s grip.
“I just need to do some stuff- I will catch up with you later.” Will slipped away quickly, leaving you and Nico alone.
“He’s hiding something” You stated and Nico nodded.
“Since yesterday, let’s follow him.” he suggested, and you both were on your way.
Will had seemed to leave camp, going towards Rachel’s oracle cave. He finally crouched down before something, and Nico and you silently followed him. Will seemed too preoccupied with whatever was in front of him to notice Nico and you sneaking up to him. As you came closer, something darted past Will, and as he quickly turned around, to grab the creature he spotted his lovers.
“Oh! Hi, what are you doing here?”
“We could ask the same of you, William.” Nico stepped closer, “Whatcha got there?”
“A smoothie-”
“Will.” Nico sternly glared at his boyfriend.
Will pouted, “Remember yesterday? When we encountered those monsters?” Both you and Nico nodded.
“Well, I found these,” Will gestured for you to come over. In his lap were a bunch of kittens. You crouched on Will’s left, as Nico did the same on his right. Three of the kittens made their way over to him, climbing on his knees. Nico panicked, and fell backwards on his butt, giving the kittens more access to his lap. Will was mindlessly petting the remaining kittens on his lap, and you were watching Nico intently. Nico reluctantly tried to push the kittens away, but he was so gentle that he ended up petting them instead.
It was a soft moment, as Nico relaxed and got used to the kittens. But good things never last.
“I think we’re parents now,” Will declared, and you shot him a panicked look.
“Will, love, light of my life,” you carefully grabbed a kitten from his lap, softly petting it, “We cannot keep these?” Will pointed at Nico, who hadn't looked up from the kittens he was petting but you shook your head.
“Nico has the cocoa puffs! Certainly cats would be fine!” He exclaimed. Nico looked up and shook his head.
“I don’t think they would be safe at camp, or happy.” he said, still unconsciously petting the kittens on his lap, which started softly meowing.
“Let’s ask Chiron.” You offered.
“No!” Will quickly grabbed the kitten back from you, “He would never allow it. Look how about we just try it for a week. I’m sure you both will be convinced to keep them by the end of it.”
You were not convinced by the end of the week. Sure, the cats were cute and even talked back whenever you addressed them. However, getting them enough food, supplies and a safe shelter while keeping them out of sight was hellish. First up was naming the cats, which Will had attempted before you arrived. However, most of the kittens looked very alike and he kept messing up, so in the end it was either settling for leaving them unnamed ( “Until!” Will had exclaimed, “We decide to keep them.” “Or we get them other forever homes, love.” Nico tried to reason, but Will shook his head.)
Next up was shopping for supplies. The kittens had been staying in Rachel’s cave, as she was not currently at camp, but the slight dampness was worrying you. Therefore you had to go to a pet store. But as you got there, you found out cat supplies weren’t the cheapest and in addition you had not a clue on what to get. You had asked the clerk for help, after Will refused to do so (“I’m sure I can find out what my children need,” “I can’t believe you’re killing your own kids by being stubborn,” Nico had rebutted). At last, you had a list of things and had started putting them in the basket. Suddenly, a worried looking Nico had shown up before you, telling you to hurry up.
“There may or may not be monsters just outside of the store.”
“Where’s Will?” you asked worriedly. You couldn’t stop yourself though- “he’ll find more cats while we fight the monsters again, where’s he?” Nico laughed, before answering.
“He’s already convincing the clerk to let us through the back door, to throw the monsters off.”
After your successful trip to the store it was decided that if the cats could be taught anything then that meant they were more likely to stay away from let’s say the lava walls or other dangerous places at camp. At least, that was Nico’s condition for raising the cats. Determined, Will and him set out to teach the cats tricks.
Setting aside a small calico cat, who was the most calm thus far, you watched as your boyfriends started their endeavor. It certainly was cute seeing them try, but they clearly weren’t built for teaching a creature with no intent of listening. The kitten kept crawling onto Nico’s lap, and after being removed from it for the fifth time, it made a beeline for you, meowing angrily. Your boyfriends sighed in defeat as you started cuddling it, an unsaid ‘I told you so’ on your tongue.
Meanwhile, about a quarter of the people at camp had caught a whiff of the cats one way or another. Besides that a camper or two had complained about allergies (not that they were exposed to the cats-), the week was coming to an end. You knew very well it was time to rip off the band aid for Will.
But there was one final card Will had up his sleeve. He wanted to incorporate them into date night, as it would be ‘such a cute thing! Family time!’
That wasn’t the only reason, it was going to storm, and Rachel’s cave was out of camp borders which meant that the kittens would be caught in the middle of it. After careful consideration, you smuggled them into Nico’s cabin, where you had set out a ‘cat-proof’ blanket fort. With a cat-friendly movie on the screen cuddles ensued. Will sat in the middle, Nico on the wall side and you were on the other. All was going well, although a little chaotic at first, as the kittens wouldn’t sit down. But with enough pets, the six kittens were seemingly getting sleepy.
That was, until Will suddenly paused the movie. After a moment, he groaned.
“I got peed on." he picked up the evil doer, “This little one peed on me. We should get them off the bed and blankets.”
“Ah, yeah you didn’t manage to potty train them, did you?” you laughed and moved the kittens off your lap. Nico seemed a little more worried about getting the cats off, as it was his bed you were sitting on. When you all put the kittens in a cardboard box, Will sighed.
“Well, where are we going to keep them now? They will for sure pee everywhere in here, and the cave is unsafe.”
“Do you think we should tell Rachel there is cat pee all over her cave now?” Nico asked, unhelpfully.
“Probably, maybe-” you heard a knock on the door. It wasn’t past curfew yet, so you wouldn’t be in too much trouble if you were found hanging out, but there was a different problem as the kittens were meowing loudly. The three of you had a moment-long staring contest, not speaking up, in the hopes the kittens would also quit talking, which they didn’t.
“I know you three troublemakers are in here,” Chiron’s voice sounded loudly, “I just want to have a word.”
“He knows,” Will whispered, looking accusingly at you. You put up your hands.
“I didn’t tell him- I swear.” you whispered back. Nico shook his head, as he made his way to the door.
“Hello, Chiron,” he tried to sound casual, “what brings you here?”
“Oh, I simply want to see the box and its contents that you brought over here.”
“Of course, just a moment-” Nico was interrupted.
“Now, young man.”
Will looked at you, panicked. You grabbed the box but Will tried to stop you.
“Please (Y/n)- we can-” But you turned around, determinedly going to Chiron. As you walked out from behind Nico, Chiron looked at the kittens.
“So, that is why I kept finding dead mice at the front step of the Big House.” Chiron grimaced, “I am sorry to inform you that we cannot keep the cats near camp,”
“Look, we can teach them to stay away from danger and-”
“It is not that, young man.” Chiron looked heavily at Will, “The cats will hunt the wildlife near camp, and I cannot excuse that. It is harmful for the environment to keep the cats here, and I have already heard worries from several satyrs about the sudden uptake in disappearing animals. But worry not, there is a satyr supported stray cafe not too far from here, and Sam Greenwood has offered to take the kittens there, as he was going to visit it anyways . They will be treated well, and possibly adopted by satyr approved households.”
“stray cafe? And why would satyrs run it, aren’t they against domestication?”
“They take in any stray animal that should not be let out in the wild. Snakes, cats, lizards and the more. Invasive species are harmful to natural habitats, and by extension if the species does not have a habitat where they do belong, as is the case with your cats, they cats are better adopted and kept inside than letting them roam around until they run out of wildlife to kill. It’s one of many efforts to clean up after humans make a mess.”
So, you gave up the kittens. Will pouted, but he handed over the kittens.
“It’s for the best,” Will sighed, “but maybe we can visit the café at some point?”
“That’s a paw-mise,” you smiled, and Will groaned.
“You have to be kitten me-” Nico said, and Will groaned louder.
“The entire week they have been here and you two start when they’re gone?” Will complained.
“This was just the purr-fect moment, sunshine.” You smiled, and Will put his head on your shoulder.
“You are lucky I love you,” he said as Nico smiled widely.
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First Christmas
Yes, this fic is part of Danny and mine ongoing Christmas Universe! Just a little heads up :) It won't matter much, and you can def read it as a standalone one-shot but there are some references!
Pairing: Jason & Thalia Grace x gn!reader (Platonic!)
Request: Hi, can you do a request where reader and Jason Grace are together in the holidays, like doing stuff, adorning the tree, drinking hot chocolate, etc. I’m sorry English is not my first language
Word Count: 1.8k
Warnings: None! A curse word, possibly.
-Asnyox
It was early December, and you figured you should try to figure out what your friends wanted for Christmas again this year. You could probably have gotten a good indicator from Klaus, but this time you truly wanted to find things yourself. Thus, you had slowly been planning some Iris Messages with people, and ‘secretly’ asked them what they wanted (and whether they knew things other people wanted).
However, what you didn’t expect was Jason’s answer.
“You don’t really have to get me anything,” he looked apologetic, “Since, you know, I didn’t grow up in a very ‘family oriented’ place I never really celebrated Christmas?”
“But you did! For the past few years with us!” You exclaimed and Jason shook his head.
“I know, and as much as I enjoy spending time with everyone, I just never feel comfortable accepting the gifts.”
“Do you, now?” You squinted at the IM, “I simply think you don’t understand that we want to give you gifts-”
“Okay, maybe it feels weird,” Jason admitted, “because I only used to get gifts for my accomplishments! But, that does not mean you have to get me anything!”
“Jason, I love you so I want to give you something in the spirit of the holidays.”
“Then give me the spirit of the holidays!” He exclaimed.
“I don’t want to kidnap Klaus for you, nor do I want to commit necromancy for an actual ghost,” you stated and Jason sighed.
“No, I mean-” He looked away, “I’ve never put up a tree, the only Christmas things I’ve done were with you guys! Maybe you can, I don’t know, let me get the traditional experience?”
“You had your own room when you were a preator, and you never put up a tree?” You asked.
“For a bit, but that was before Christmas, I got kidnapped by Juno before that”
“And your cohort never had one?”
“Nope, the 5th never won Christmas tree rights.” he shrugged, “Honestly, we barely won any Christmas activities. Camp Jupiter wasn’t big on letting their cohorts celebrate during the season.”
“And not even when you were an infant? I mean you showed up at Camp Jupiter when you were what, 5?”
“I mean, I certainly didn’t celebrate Christmas with Lupa, so I didn’t know it was a thing until someone told me.” Jason sighed, “And for what it’s worth, the people of my cabin did actually give me a stocking with candy each year, I think they felt guilty.”
“Oh, the child soldiers felt guilty about the child soldier.”
“I am not going to unpack that with you right now,” Jason glared, but there was no real heat behind his eyes. He knew that his ‘growing up’ situation was less than perfect, however in the spirit of the holidays he decided not to consider his possible trauma’s. Given the previous statement, you figured you would need to at least have some celebrations this year.
“Well, you have your own dormitory, right?” you asked and Jason, hesitantly, nodded. “We could do some things together there, if you want.” you smiled, “Maybe Thalia can come too?”
“I’m not sure, you know demigods attract monsters and I’m not allowed to have guests over-”
“Ah, we’ll just mist the mortals astray.” you waved the thought off, “And any monsters won’t stand a chance against the great son of Jupiter, right?” Jason squinted his eyes at your words, but agreed nonetheless.
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A few days later you had figured out a small plan. The most important parts of Christmas would be simply family and vibes. Thus, with the power of travel you made your way to Jason’s dormitory. Luckily, Thalia was also available, and even better she brought out a mini pine tree.
“We get to decorate it, but we’ll have to replant it afterwards, without decorations.” Thalia smiled, “Grover made me promise that, and ensure that the soil it’s in now will have the tree easily survive the day.”
Thalia hugged Jason, and as she broke the hug she took a step back.
“You’ve grown so tall, little brother,” she patted his arm.
“I don’t think I’ve grown since the last time you saw me, Thalia,” Jason smiled and Thalia shook her head.
“Time’s different being a Hunter,” She looked serious, “and so is height of siblings-”
Jason hit her arm as he laughed, “Well you seem to get smaller each day,”
“Hey!” Thalia hit Jason and he let out an ‘oof’ as he stepped away. They both turned to you.
“So, you’re the gift giver here,” Thalia eyed you up and down, “How’s our first family Christmas going to go, (Y/n)?”
And that is how you guys got to decorating. As the tree was rather small, and you would need to remove the decorations afterwards, you mostly put lights around Jason’s dorm instead, giving it a more homey vibe. Continuing on, the best thing you could think of to put Christmas ornaments around was to hang up garlands and hook the ornaments on those. It was a good thing that Jason could fly, because you currently did not have access to any stairs.
After the very taxing decorating, you announced it was time for hot chocolate. However, that did not stop you from making it an activity.
“Alright, so I know some people who have their own chocolate recipes,” You smiled, “Like Percy and his blue hot chocolate, and therefore it is time to come up with the Grace family hot chocolate!” Thalia and Jason spoke up at the same time;
“How does Percy make his hot chocolate blue?” Jason asked,
“Grace family hot chocolate?” Thalia questioned.
“One question at the time please,” you looked at Jason, “You haven’t heard it from me, but it’s white chocolate milk base with blue food dye, and yes Thalia, your own recipe!” You grabbed your bag and removed a second, smaller bag from it. It was filled with different types of chocolate and additives and spices, plus, of course, marshmallows and whipped cream.
“So it’s a competition.” Thalia stated and you shook your head.
“It doesn’t have to be, we can always just work together-?”
“No, Thalia is right. We should each make a drink and see who is the best.” Jason agreed with his sister, “I mean, we need to add the “spirit” to holiday spirit, right?”
“It’s not competitive spirit, Jason.” you objected.
“How would you know, (Y/n),” Thalia grinned, “I’m the oldest here, so I am the wisest and I know it is.”
“You’re certainly the best liar among us,” you sighed, “Sure, we’ll do a competition,”
Thus, everyone started scrambling to get the best ingredients for their chocolate drink. Thalia seemed to have a game plan, perhaps a Hunter recipe, that she was making. You had some gist of what you wanted to achieve, but Jason. Oh no, you were not sure what he was doing but you truly hoped he would not accidentally poison someone with his drink.
Well, actually, he just seemed to add some of every ingredient available in his dorm, which included instant noodle seasoning. At that point you decided not to look at your competition anymore, as it was weirding you out.
A little while later, everyone had a cup of hot chocolate prepared.
“So, we’ll pass them around…?” you carefully suggested, and the siblings agreed. Sadly, this meant you got Jason’s cup first.
You didn’t know what you were expecting, but somehow the saltiness of the noodle seasoning and the sweetness of the chocolate wasn’t horrid. You were afraid to admit that you might have actually enjoyed the taste of the drink somewhat. Keeping your expression schooled, as to not give your judgment away to Thalia and Jason, you passed on the drink and got Thalia’s drink instead.
The Hunters sure do know what a good hot chocolate is made out of. As soon as you sipped it you felt a warmth spread from your chest all over your body, making you shiver. There were hints of spices in the after taste, and it simply tasted like home, which made you a little suspicious. Especially as you got a little more energized after only one sip.
“Thalia,” you looked at the girl, “did you add nectar to the drink?”
Thalia hummed in response, as she gave Jason back his mug.
“I think that’s cheating.” you stated, “Given that nectar will make anything taste delicious.”
“That’s cheating?” Thalia sounded indignant, “What about Jason’s noodle spices!”
“To be honest, I didn’t think that it would add anything-” the boy tried to defend himself.
“Well it certainly wasn’t bad, Jason, just an,” you hesitated, “interesting choice. But that’s besides the point, I think the competition is undecided.”
“What do we do then?” Jason looked at his cup, “Do we just make another round? Set up rules? Have an unbiased judge? A democratic vote?”
“Get out of your Roman ass, Jason,” Thalia huffed, “Clearly we just do another competition next year! Everyone will have fair chances to come up with something phenomenal in their own time then.”
Jason, unbothered by Thalia’s comment, agreed.
“Seems our ‘Grace Family Hot Chocolate’ will simply have to be determined later.” he said.
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As it was getting late, you went outside together, spending some last moments before Thalia and you had to leave. You had just finished planting the tree you used earlier as Thalia sighed, turning to Jason.
“It was good to have a Christmas together,” her smile had a touch of sadness, “We haven’t really gotten the chance to do so before.”
“We should do so again next year,” Jason agreed, “of course, (Y/n) is invited too.”
You hummed in agreement, as silence overtook the conversation again. After a moment, Thalia straightened up.
“One last sibling hug?” She offered, and Jason gladly took it. Unbeknownst to you, she whispered “I’ll miss you, little brother,” in his ear, before breaking the hug. Jason looked at her for a moment.
“You’re the greatest sister I could’ve had, you know that right?” he ruffled her hair, getting a glare in return, although Thalia did have joy in her eyes. She stepped away and looked at the horizon.
“Well, I gotta go! I’ll visit soon, Jason. And (Y/n), the Hunters might come to camp in the near future, so keep your eyes out.” As she started running away you saluted her, before turning around. “I’ll see you later?” You asked Jason, and he nodded.
“See you, and (Y/n), thank you for giving me the holiday spirit.” Jason smiled, “I suppose I understand why people enjoy it.”
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Last Christmas
First holiday fic coming up!
Pairing: Platonic! Bianca and Nico di Angelo x reader
Request: Reader showing Bianca and Nico their Christmas traditions? Also yes ik Bianca's not alive, but in this she is (if that's alright ofc)
Warnings: None! Ig slight spoiler for the beginning of The Titan's Curse?
Word Count: 1.2k
- Asnyox
Ever since Bianca and Nico arrived at Westover Hall earlier this year, you’ve slowly been befriending them. Bianca was a little on guard at first, but as soon as you asked Nico to explain the rules of Mythomagic to you he loved you. And Bianca commended you for listening weekly to the multiple hours long explanations that Nico had. Eventually, she had let her guard down enough to talk about her and Nico’s past.
Whenever she brought up that they came from Italy (how cool is that?) Nico grew quiet. He once admitted he didn’t remember a lot from those times, and got fascinated with what Bianca had to say. It was sort of a story time, you learned more about the Di Angelo siblings as time went by, and sure, sometimes things didn’t line up (how could they not have known of the Cold War? The Berlin Wall? They have lived here for a few years now according to Bianca!), but that could not quell your fascination.
That’s why, on December 8th, Bianca sat both you and Nico down to talk about how Christmas in Italy used to go.
“Today is also known as Immacolata Concezione in Italy,” Bianca smiled, “Nico, do you know what that is in English?” Nico squinted his eyes, hesitating a little bit.
“Immaculate … conception?” He asked and Bianca nodded, a proud glean in her eyes.
“Exactly. It’s a celebration of the birth of the Virgin Mary, without original sin.” Bianca nodded, “Normally this is when you would put up the Christmas Tree, and when the Christmas Markets would start.”
“Here some people put up their tree in November,” you sighed, “some even earlier. It’s kinda fun how Italy has a specific date for it.” You smiled, “Did you guys have a specific tradition while putting up the tree? Hot chocolate and peppermints?”
“I’ve never had Christmas peppermints.” Nico looked at you, “What else do you eat for Christmas? Can we get some?”
“I don’t think you need more sugar, Nico,” Bianca interrupted him.
“What do you guys mean? No Christmas crack? Reindeer Chow?” You asked exasperated, “You Christmas must have been subpar. I mean, you never made a gingerbread house? Do Italians hate architecture or something?” You sat up straighter, “That’s it, we’re going to have to break into the kitchen and bake you guys a Christmas.”
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You thought it would be harder to get everything ready for baking. Heck, you even thought you would have to be sneaky about it! Instead, you mentioned it to Grover, a new boy, who had seemed intensely interested in Bianca and Nico, yet scared to approach them. Poor boy, you hoped he would gather the courage soon. As you asked his opinion on escape routes, so you could get the ingredients, he stood on helping instead. And so, two days later, Grover led you to the kitchen.
“How did you manage this?” You asked, amazed at all the ingredients that were present. You even spotted three ugly, holiday themed aprons amongst the food.
“A favor here and there,” Grover nervously looked around, “Just try not to leave the building, it’s dangerous.” he looked at you pointedly, until you reluctantly nodded.
“Of course, uh,” You saw Nico and Bianca approach from the end of the hallway, “Do you want to join us?” You offered. Grover quickly shook his head.
“No I uuh-” he stammered, “I have duties- deadlines- uh, yes.” and he took off into the other direction.
“Who was that?” Nico asked, bouncing on his feet.
“Just a friend who helped set this up,” You opened the door and Bianca and Nico gasped.
“What is all this stuff?” Bianca looked at the table, slight wonder on her face.
“Hopefully enough to make gingerbread houses!” You smiled, elated to find pre-baked gingerbread house kits in the middle of the table, “Let’s get the holidays going!”
After you explained the steps of making a gingerbread house, and assuring Bianca that glue would not make the process easier (it would but where is the fun in that?), you got started on the houses. Throughout the decorating you would talk about different holiday traditions you used to have, elaborating there where it was necessary. You supposed they hadn’t celebrated Christmas after getting to the U.S.A., which was kinda weird but you shrugged it off and kept talking.
“I mean, Santa Claus delivers presents all over the world!” You announced giddy, only for Bianca’s eyes to widen as she quickly spoke up.
“Yes, but he gets help by La Befana in Italy, for example,” she laughed awkwardly, “Of course, the whole world by one person would be too much!” You eyed Bianca in surprise, but before you got interrupted before you could ask about it.
“That is so cool!” Nico jumped up, “I had never heard of Santa, but it makes sense!” He smiled widely. Ah, Nico must still believe in Santa, or whoever the Italian Santa Claus is. Nico turned around his gingerbread house, “(Y/n), I already made la Befana but can you make Santa too? I want them both in my house, so I get more presents!”
You looked at Nico’s house, noticing that he made a lady (?) with what is probably a broom. She was standing next to a snowman made out of icing, and there were the smallest penguin looking creatures too. The true stand-out creation was probably the guy, made fully out of yellow icing, holding a staff and having wings on his head. Nico saw you looking, and smiled.
“I also added Hermes! I mean, the messenger god must have been helping with delivering presents too, right?” His excitement was adorable, and you nodded in agreement.
“Of course, how else would anyone manage to deliver millions of presents?” You laughed. You grabbed a peppermint and red icing and went to work on adding Santa Claus to Nico’s house.
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It was getting late, and Nico had already dozed off, half laying on the table. Bianca and you were quietly cleaning up the mess together. As you were leaving, Bianca carrying Nico on her back, Bianca turned to you.
“Thank you, (Y/n).” Her eyes looked sad, but she smiled, “Adjusting has been hard for us, and I’m really happy that we’re friends.” You smiled back at her.
“It’s a delight knowing you and Nico, Bianca.” You petted the boy on her back, “I hope we’ll be friends for many years more, maybe make some Christmas traditions ourselves!”
Bianca smiled, and Nico stirred a little on her back, urging you both to keep walking. Maybe, if things had turned out a little differently, you would have had traditions with the Di Angelo siblings, but as they disappeared from Westover Hall only a few days later, you would never know. You hoped they were alright.
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Cocoa Chronicles
I'm always happy to get a request from the Kane Chronicles or Magnus Chase so of course I would write this one! I hope y'all enjoy :)
Pairing: Carter Kane x gn!reader (platonic)
Request: Carter with a reader who always has a cup of hot cocoa in hand, no matter the situation nor season? This is my first time requesting to you guys specifically 😅 Also your fics are amazing!
Word count: 0.8k
Warnings: none! I dunno, reader drinks diary-
-Asnyox
Ever since last summer, Carter had a new found suspicion of you. He knew you liked hot cocoa - the winter prior had consisted of so many cups of hot chocolate that Carter was almost considering staging an intervention for you. Almost. However, last summer he went on a quest with you, in the middle of the desert, and during your lunch break you took out a thermos from your bag, filled with hot cocoa. You offered him a cup, but he kindly refused and offered you a cooler beverage (you know, water) instead. Yet - later that day you encountered a bunch of monsters, and instead of having to fight them, you fed them your cocoa and they relented.
Ever since then, he had been paying closer attention to your cocoa habits. Indeed, you had hot chocolate on you at all times. At another point, a few weeks after the last quest, the two of you were stumped on a puzzle. As you do, you had gotten out your hot chocolate and you accidentally spilled some on the floor.
That led to a clue, as the beverage sank into some slits in the floor, revealing hieroglyphs. Carter, who seconds before would have scolded you for not being careful, instead appraised your hot cocoa. Carter considered whether your cocoa, or maybe even thermos, was magical, but maybe the inherent comfort of a hot cup of a beverage might just be magical enough.
And he was thankful for your seemingly endless stash of hot chocolate when both of you got caught up in a snowstorm. Luckily, this time you weren’t on a quest, just simply locked in Brooklyn House, with everyone a little miffed that they couldn’t go outside. You quickly jumped to the occasion, and started asking everyone if they wanted a hot chocolate. Carter offered to help you prepare - maybe he wanted to see whether you would simply pour all the cups out of your usual thermos. Sadly, you had put a pan on the stove, and grabbed different chocolates out of the cabinet. So, instead he decided to simply ask.
“What’s the deal with you and hot chocolate?”
“You want my recipe?” you asked, fully prepared to explain all the steps.
“Uh- yeah that too but,” Carter hesitated, “You’re always drinking hot cocoa, like this summer you had it on you too!”
“Well what do I say,” you smiled, “I just love the taste that it has! Plus hot chocolate always gives me comfort.” Carter nodded in understanding.
“So no magical thermos?” He asked, “It’s just your favorite drink?” You laughed.
“Why would my thermos be magical?” you shook your head, “It truly is just my favorite drink, Carter.” you pondered for a moment, as you stirred the milk, “But if you do find a magical thermos, give it to me?” as you looked at him, Carter nodded. You smiled as you went back to explaining your recipe to Carter.
A little while later, the entirety of Brooklyn House was sitting together in front of the television, with a random movie on the screen.
A while later, you simply weren’t having a good day. Got bad news, had too many things to do, bad nights sleep and the Brooklyn House was out of ingredients for chocolate milk. You really weren’t feeling it anymore, and decided to just lock yourself in your room. You were scrolling on your phone, when there was a knock on your door.
“(Y/n)?” the voice of Carter came from the other side, “Can I come in?”
You sighed as you stood up, and opened the door for him. He smiled at you.
“Do you have a moment? I would like to show you something.” He held out his hand, and you reluctantly grabbed it, as you then followed him.
He led you to the roof of Brooklyn house, where there were a bunch of pillows on the floor, and most importantly, two big, steaming cups of hot cocoa.
“I thought we were out of ingredients,” was the first comment you made as you laid your eyes on the cups.
“We were, but I figured I would get you some,” Carter shrugged, “Sadie mentioned you were looking rough today. This isn’t much, but I hope it helps.”
As you sat down, with Carter next to you, the last sunbeams of the evening warming you, you felt a little weight lift from your shoulders.
“It does, Carter, thank you.” you sipped your hot chocolate, “You should’ve used more chocolate though, but it’s a good attempt.”
“I tried my best,” Carter grumbled and you laughed.
“You’re a good friend,” you smiled, “Not yet a master hot drink maker though, but a good friend.”
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Better Times p. 1
As I have noticed people on this blog often don't read the longer works I split this one up. Happy birthday to me, y'all are getting hurt >;-)
Pairing: Poly!Solangelo x gn!reader, Will Solace x reader x Nico di Angelo
Request: halli hallo~ ^^ i wanted to ask if i could request something for solangelo x reader? i'm not sure if your requests are open, i couldn't find anything that said otherwise, maybe i read over it, or forgot a page? if that is the case i apologize! but if they are open, then i was thinking that the reader is just having an off week in general, things are just not going their way, and worst of all, their boyfriends are busy TwT then when the week is over, one of them senses that there's something wrong with the reader, but as soon as they get asked what's wrong, they just start full on sobbing- cuddling ensues? TwT solangelo is my biggest source of comfort right now, and the posts of them from this blog are always so cute and fluffy ^^
Word count: 1.8k
Warnings: bad feelings, sad feelings, hurt (not yet comfort).
-Asnyox
Part 2
You would think that living at camp wouldn’t necessarily be more stressful than going out in the ‘real’ world. However, the distinction between chores and free time was non-existent. Therefore, you weren’t sure whether you were supposed to be working, taking time off and most of all forcing your boyfriends to take a break with you. It was impossible to convince them, because either of them had good reasons that what they were doing wasn’t too exerting of them, or should be put off until after you hung out. For Nico and Will finishing their duties meant free time, and the problem here was that it felt as if they were never finished with their duties, and neither were you.
In short, you would have loved to spend some time with your boyfriends. Yet, Nico was busy relocating the troglodytes after their old home got destroyed, and Will was busy restocking the infirmary before summer. You were busy, being alone. You didn’t blame your boyfriends, of course they were allowed their own lives and tasks, and you respected that they were capable of doing their own tasks. You would just have liked to be able to relax with them for a bit, just a hug perhaps.
It came to the point where Nico even paused your morning sword training sessions (did those count as a free time activity?), and Sherman stepped up to the game. You tried to kindly decline, but he didn’t take no for an answer. After your initial problems when training with Sherman, he seemed to have calmed down and gotten to a more ‘teaching’ approach. However, this did not mean that he would be pulling punches, or slashes in the case of sword fighting.
That was how you ended up in the infirmary, under the worried gaze of your lover. Will carefully stitched the slash on your arm as you tried to stay silent. This was the most one-on-one attention you had gotten from Will in what felt like weeks, and you wanted it to not be a worrying experience for Will. Who were you kidding though, you were hurt so of course Will was worried.
“Here, eat this,” Will softly held some ambrosia to your mouth. You carefully put your lips around it, grazing Will’s fingers in a soft kiss. Will used his other hand to grab your jaw, his thumb slowly moving over your cheek. You wished Will would kiss your wounds better, but he didn’t seem to get the hint.
“Thanks,” you breathed and Will’s worried eyes softened.
“Maybe you should wait with training until Nico gets back,” Will looked at you intensely, “You know, he might get jealous if you keep training with Sherman?” you laughed, although you wished Nico was there to get jealous, and take you away, and spend time with you. You hoped it didn’t show on your face.
“Well I need to keep up,” you tried to push away the flutter in your chest, “You never know when a Sherman shaped monster tries to get me,” then you sighed, “I wish Nico was here more, but I know he’s busy.” Will hummed, as he turned to put away some of the supplies he used.
“We can maybe plan a date soon.” Will suggested, “We all have been busy for a while now, it would be nice to just have some time with the three of us.” You nodded in agreement, starting to stand up.
“Do you have anything planned outside of your infirmary shifts?” Will asked as he looked at you.
“Training with Sherman, mostly. Everything else I can probably move.” you said and Will nodded.
“Cool, me too. Whoever sees Nico first plans the date then?” he asked and you nodded again. But as you left the infirmary you already missed the shine of Will’s smile, and you sighed as you felt an unexplainable sadness in your chest. You considered turning back for a moment, before you noticed hurt campers coming your way. Right, Will was working and did not need a distraction. You moved out of the way, not sure where you were going.
Just suck it up, you thought. You did not need to add to their list of chores. You were going to be fine.
But, as you were laying on your bed, staring at the ceiling of your cabin, you realized something. You were tired, wanted to cry, and still had tasks to do. So, you decided to make a deal with yourself. If you finished your tasks, you could skip the campfire and indulge in some healthy letting-your-emotions-out time, on your own. Sighing you sat up, took a breath, and went to face the world.
Maybe you wanted to share some parts, but that would once again make it about you. If you could simply make today a good day then it will start getting better right, slowly? Just one good day, filled with love, spent with your boyfriends.
Will was the one to catch Nico, and informed you that all three of you had time for a date a few days later. You hadn’t looked forward to the wait, but a few days was at least a set time instead of wallowing in the impossibility of seeing your lovers ever. Yet, as you met up with them, Nico didn’t seem too happy to see you. He wasn’t smiling, instead he stared at you intently.
“(Y/n), love, are you okay?” he asked when you were within earshot. Will was next to Nico, already holding his hand. Nico wasn’t sure how to breach the topic, but Will and him had talked for a moment already and Will had voiced his worry about you not sharing your troubles. Nico saw what he meant, you looked restless and tired at the same time and there must have been something going on.
“I’ve been,” you hesitated, “... tired.” Was this really the moment to admit it? You had been so strong for the week, and you just wanted some chill, fun time with your boyfriends. So, even if you felt like if you closed your eyes you might either sleep or cry, perhaps both, you didn’t want to talk about your emotions. Talking about them meant feeling them, and feeling was an activity you weren’t affording yourself right now. You want to feel fine, perhaps get a kiss, and move on so you could get these emotions out in a way that wouldn’t upset your boyfriends.
Not that they would ever be upset about you having feelings, no, you didn’t want them to spend the day meant for fun times feeling bad about the fact that you perhaps had missed them, had felt a bit neglected in the past week. You knew they would feel guilty about not noticing your mental state deteriorate in the past week, or that you hadn’t told them about your breakdowns at night, or that you had not considered asking for as much as a hug in the past week because if you were to be safely in the arms of one of your lovers, you knew you would not be able to hold in the tears and hold up the walls that barely contained your emotions. These walls would need to keep standing until after you forcefully had fun with your boyfriends on a cute date with no emotional baggage shared. You wanted to be happy today. But-
“Are you sure that’s all?” Nico’s voice broke your thoughts.
“Yes!” you answered a little too quickly, “Let’s get going, okay? We can talk more when we’ve put out everything for the picnic. Would hate to have our date cut short by the dinner bell, right?” Your boyfriends exchanged a look.
“Are you sure, love?” Will grabbed your hand, “we can always hold the picnic in Nico’s cabin, have a bit more comfort.” You sighed, before softly grabbing Will’s face, and pressing a kiss on his lips.
“All I am sure of is that I just want the comfort of my boyfriends during a picnic,” you smiled softly, feeling slightly undone by the kiss you just instigated. Oh, how you had longed for that, “Okay?”
So, you went out together. The sun shined on you and you could feel how it was energizing you. The blanket was laid down, the food spread out, and most importantly, you were sitting between your boyfriends for the first time in a long while.
Between the strawberries, hand holding and cuddles you finally felt at ease. You were glad that neither of your boyfriends pressed the matter of your well-being, even if you found them staring at you a little more than usual. But it was nice, conversation flowed freely.
“How have the troglodytes been?” you asked, and Nico perked up.
“They’re adjusting really well!” Nico probably was unaware that he was smiling. He tended to look younger when he got excited, and he truly did love the troglodytes, “They had been sad about losing some of the hats but have found ways that even I don’t know yet to get new hats.”
“That’s cute.” Will said, although you knew he had had some reservations considering the troglodyte business- mostly because he didn’t like how Nico somehow always seemed paler whenever he came back from visiting them, as if Nico didn’t take good care of himself when he went to them.
“It truly is,” Nico hummed, “maybe we could visit them someday.” you could see that he was excited for the prospect.
“Maybe,” Will said and you hit him lightly on his arm.
“I would love to, Nico.” you told him, and Nico nodded, a little less excited at Will’s answer.
Eventually the sun started shining a little less, and you knew the day was coming to an end, feeling dread form as you were packing up. You kissed your boyfriends, before each of you went to your respective tables at the dining hall. Nico had said he still had to fix something with the troglodytes, one of the last things he promised. Will had offered to sit together at the campfire with you today, but you truly did feel tired. You couldn’t pinpoint why, so you excused yourself quickly, brushing off Will’s worried inquiries, before going to your cabin, laying in your bed. Today was fun, and good, yet you still felt like sobbing. Tears were already forming as you simply thought about the fun times you had during the day, the soft kisses and how your boyfriends looked at you. Gods, you loved them so much, but why were you crying? If today was good, why wouldn’t it fix whatever made you feel like this? Why, why, why?
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Poly!Frazel headcanons
Funniest bit here is that I started writing this, and the og caption said something like "I may need a break soon, have no inspiration and am flooded with school work" and then I never finished it.
Oh, spoilers btw for TOA
Pairing: Poly!Frazel x gn!reader, Frank Zhang x Reader x Hazel Levesque
Request: would yall ever consider writing general dating hcs for poly! frazel? <;3
Word count: ~0.6k
Warnings: None!
-Asnyox
A poly relationship with Frank and Hazel would form a lot like how Hazel and Frank got together in the books. It was a bit clumsy, but at the time it also felt natural in a sense, and in the end you couldn’t imagine yourself without the two of them.
Early relationship would mean a lot of reassurance to each other of the love between the three of you. Frank is insecure, Hazel is conflicted with herself, and you don't know how to fix any of it. It's normal for a relationship, especially between three people who had not dated before.
After a while (read; after the prophecy of the seven) you guys finally got going stable. Mostly as Hazel was finally ready to move on from Sammy. There were no life threatening things going on anymore, just deadlines and new responsibilities for Frank as Preator.
Touch would be a big step in your relationship, such as holding hands or kissing. It wasn’t that any of you were adverse to it, but Frank lost it whenever he wanted to initiate anything- and became a blushing mess when kissed on the cheek. It took some getting used to, to be comfortable and learn about the boundaries. After that, it grew naturally. However, PDA is still not something any of you are strong on- partially because of embarrassment, and partially because Camp Jupiter is filled with very judgemental characters, and you all are aware enough to not try them.
Moving on from touch you all better learn how to communicate properly. Sure, ‘I love you’ is great and all, but are your needs being met? What is filling you with doubt? Any secrets you want to share? Each person in this relationship has learned that the only person you can rely on in the end is yourself and that needs to change. None of you are alone in the world, you don’t have one but two lovers, talk about it! Just! Talk!
Most of your dates would be rather conventional. Camp Jupiter has an entire city at its disposal - so that means you could go on dates and be safe whenever your schedules lined up. Imagine a lot of casual going outs- cafés, perhaps a museum (calling out the colonialism and questionable ways Camp Jupiter acquired the artifacts was a favorite pastime of yours, next to figuring out how Frank's ancestry could tie into certain artifacts. You would be surprised by how many people he was related to.)
Other types of dates would be doing things together- be it painting, watching a movie at home, cuddling or a board game. There was enough of the world to explore from your rooms, and the three of you were ready to explore it.
Another thing you picked up was training together, Frank wanted to explore more options as he figured out how exactly being a Mars kid would define him. This meant it was a nice challenge for Hazel and you to see if you could beat him.
When Hazel became a Preator too, your dating life became a little harder. When it was just Frank, you both could still hang out and often found ways to get him to take a break together. But now, both your lovers were swept away by their duties. More often than not, they would have excuses ready to keep working, and neither of them would even consider talking the other down. And the worst part? They now had a place of their own- which didn't have enough room for three people.
It was a rough patch in the relationship, but eventually your lovers came to see how they had been disregarding you, if not the entire relationship by extension. Romance wasn’t dead, it was simply buried beneath paperwork.
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Clarisse’s ABCs
Hopefully, some day, every character of the Riordanverse will have been requested and blessed by the ABCs
Pairing: Clarisse La Rue x reader
Request: Hi! Can I request Clarisse's fluff abcs?? Thank you!
Warnings: None
Word count: ~1.9k
- Asnyox
Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
Clarisse loves being active- she adores being active with you, practicing with you, just moving around. You better not be too lazy, because her love language is quality time and quality time equals being active.
Beauty - What do they admire in their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
Your strength, whether it is inner strength or outer strength. For Clarisse, you need to earn her respect before she even looks at you. This can be earned by showing your strength in the arena, or showing her you are strong enough to allow yourself to be vulnerable around her.
Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
Clarisse is surprisingly (or actually, not so surprisingly) good with emotional issues. She has learnt how to deal with her own issues a long time ago, and will easily teach you the tricks she has. She is great at bringing comfort to you, when you are down.
Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
Most of her plans are rather short term, because she never had the chance to plan things on the long term. Tomorrow was hardly guaranteed to come, so what is the use of planning for next year? Right now, she is thinking of going to college and she would love to take you with her, so you can study and grow together. After that? That is up to the fates.
Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
Clarisse is very dominant, it is in her blood. She will seek you out wherever you are and loves taking charge. She does appreciate it if you speak up to her though, tell her what you want, so she can change the things you do to be to your liking too/
Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
Fights with Clarisse are brutal. She really tries to take deep breaths and count to ten, but if you really pissed her off (probably by endangering yourself) she has a hard time controlling her anger. Give her a moment in the arena, where she can blow of steam, before breaching the topic again. She will want to reach mutual understanding, but she won’t use the word “forgiven”.
Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
You are kind off a second heart to her, she is aware of you but she does not always actively see what you do for her. She can’t imagine being without you and your help, but she simply doesn’t know how to be grateful towards you. Only when you disappear for a little while, does she notice how much you did for her and she is sure to repay you in some way. She really is an acts of service kinda gal.
Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
Clarisse does not believe in secrets. It might take time for her to open up about her childhood, fears and worries, but she wants to. There is no good in a relationship where you cannot trust each other.
Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?
To be able to be Clarisses significant other, you have to have gained her respect. However, this does not mean that she easily accepts your help. She does love helping you push your boundaries though, help you get over your fears and every time you do, she gets a little braver herself.
Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
She does not get jealous easy, however she is scared that you might leave her behind (like her dad, who doesn’t care about her). If she is having a bad time, she will isolate herself from you. She doesn’t need more harm than she will already get when you leave. However, you find her at your spot, a safe haven for the two of you, and as you hold her tight she shares her worries.
Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?
Her kisses are rather clumsy, because she often is very excited to kiss you. The first kiss was aggressive though, you were talking about an upcoming fight or quest (who remembers?) and said something among the lines of sacrificing yourself. Clarisse got angry, and at one point to shut you up she just kissed you. “If you want more of that, you better came back alive, you hear!” she yelled before she ran away, trying to still her beating heart.
Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?
She takes you apart, finds a silent spot and confronts you. In her mind this is a battle field, she needs to win this battle but for you she is also willing to lose. Her adrenaline made her half scream out her confession, but when you accept she almost breaks down. She won one of the hardest battles out there, and as she hugs you she cries a little.
Memory - What’s their favourite memory together?
Clarisse has too many good memories about you to pick a favourite, although she always thinks back to the times where you assure her of your relationship. Whether it is you addressing her as your girlfriend, or the handholding during the campfire, she lives for these reassurances coming from you.
Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?
Affectionate insults, or you name. Not your last name, your first name (until you have her last name, after which she loves saying it because it is you and you are hers)
On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
It might be obvious to those who know Clarisse, but she does not understand that she is in love with you until someone else points it out. It shows in how her insults do not have their edge when she talks to you, or how she tends to seek you out in battle, not to fight you but to make sure you don’t get hurt.
PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?
I hope you have no shame left, because you will be the number one bragging subject for Clarisse. She will use your perfectness as a tool to insult others. If it gets too much and you tell her, she will reluctantly tone it down (when you are around, at least.)
Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.
Her sheer strength can break mountains, but also means that she would gladly do all your heavy lifting. If you are too tired to walk, she will help you. If you need protection from monsters, she is behind you.
Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
Romance is not her strong suit, but if you mention wanting to do something romantic she will awkwardly recreate something out of the movies for you. It might be a bit messy, but I can guarantee you that she swallowed her pride and asked for help of the Aphrodite cabin, which results in the scene still being very pretty.
Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
Determination is one of her strong suits, she will in fact hold enough stubbornness for the two of you. If you seem freaked out about something you want to do, she will help you break it down into chunks that she herself understands and can help with. Seeing you smiling at your victory over your goals is one of the bests sights to her.
Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?
Don’t call it “spicing up your relationship” because she will argue against it, saying (affectionately) that “When you started dating me, you should have known this would happen, idiot.” Clarisse finds a sense of home in the hectic life. Maybe it is in her roots, her dad being to god of war and war being messy.
Understanding - How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
At first Clarisse might seem to be the type to not be empathetic, however it depends on how much she respects you. When she fell for you, a whole new person was there to help you through all your problems. She knows how to read you like a book, and often finds some alone time for the two of you if she thinks you need it. Somewhere where you both can be vulnerable.
Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
As a year round camper, Clarisse has a deep attachment to anything that is camp related, including you. However, she might take you for granted a little, because she never thinks about what extremes she might need to go through to be with you. This relationship for her just has to be there and she refuses to think of giving it up, for it is just that integral to her life.
Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.
Unbeknownst to most, Clarisse is very aware of how someone’s mental state can affect their everyday live. She has had to deal with anger issues and abandonment issues herself, and is still working through them. So, she often urges you to take a mental break, to entrust her with your worries. She might not be a therapist, but she wants to be there for you.
XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?
She is aggressively affectionate. I’m talking affectionate bumps in your arm, holding you too tight for your comfort, kissing you mid-battle as to throw you off your game.
Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
People won’t notice as much that she is missing you, because she always seems threatening to the people around her. Clarisse will be more snappy. However, those who know her better do see the sadness she has on her face whenever she thinks people aren’t looking.
Zeal - are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?
Clarisse is stubborn, she will not give up on your relationship together under any external circumstance. Even if it gets dangerous, she will try. However, she is not stupid and will back off if whatever is threatening you is certain death.
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Reminders
I know the request said headcanons but it's too fic-y to just be headcanons? therefore it's a fic now! This really made me want to reread the books and if anything, rebind (as in bookbind) them as my copies are not doing well.
Pairing: Poly!Fierrochase x gn!reader, Alex fierro x reader x Magnus Chase
Request: Hello! If I may, may I request fierrochase poly headcanons with a gn reader who's rather parental? They are always there to patch them up whenever they get hurt, and are always giving them both meaningful gifts- they help around the chase place too. Kids love them. They're also affectionate :D thank u
Wordcount: 1.2k
Warnings: none!
-Asnyox
It just came natural to you, taking care of those around you. You always carried extra snacks, maybe band-aids, a water bottle- basically a care package in your bag. For you it was always a nuisance if you couldn’t fix tiny issues when you were on the go, and to an extent you were always ready to help those around you if they needed it.
Another thing you got going for you was your memory- often you would remember small things told to you in passing. Appointments, supplies someone needed, deadlines, you wouldn’t shy away from casually reminding people of them especially when the life you’re leading could quickly become hectic. Through your caring nature you also quickly befriended Magnus, Alex and the rest of the perthro family.
Of course, whenever Magnus was around nobody would really need patching up from you. Magnus was after all a walking health potion. But other times, if someone got only the slightest of scratches, you would have a plaster ready. And if there were tougher times, you would always prepare some form of comfort food for those who need it. Magnus came to you more often than Alex to talk about his feelings, the way he sometimes felt he still needed to deal with the grief of losing his mother- or the sudden changes happening all around. Alex specifically had a hard time sharing her feelings, she wasn’t used to being openly received and it might have taken a little more prying and patience before she willingly shared her troubles with you. But with enough kindness and care she came to understand you were a safe space- Magnus too, and if she needed it you would be there to listen.
There was another perk to being your lover that Magnus and Alex found. Somehow, unconsciously, you had made your room and bed the coziest place in the entirety of the nine realms. Just laying on your bed could relax either of them instantly. Whether it was because of the blankets you had, or the scent, or maybe that fact that it meant you were also in your room, they didn’t know.
If she hadn’t seen you for a while, Alex was always a little taken back by the fact that you tended to have a little gift for her. It was just something small, but meaningful and a silent way of knowing that you thought of her while you weren’t together. And in a sense she could relate, if you haven’t talked in a few days and she starts throwing pots she sometimes surprises herself with making something that she just knows you would like. There is a certain shape of mug you prefer that always comes out if she misses you. The pottery reminded her of you, and it often led to her shooting you a message.
Magnus on the other hand doesn’t fully know how to deal with the presents. He’s in a stage where he thinks receiving a present means you expect something back from him, and when you never ask he’s just left confused.He treasures the little gifts, and often appreciates it even more if it’s something he forgot he wanted, but he tends to wait for you to ask something of him, and if it doesn’t happen he tries to figure out how to pay you back. The first few times he got a gift from you he actively freaked because he thought he had missed an important date- but that wasn’t it.
At some point he voiced his concerns to Alex, who simply said, “(Y/n) simply thought of you when they saw this and got it, that’s not hard to understand, is it?” smiling a little mockingly at him. Maybe it wasn’t, but Magnus was thinking of you all the time and if he were to get something for you each time you would need a storage unit for the amount of gifts. So instead, the next time you brought him something he simply asked.
“What do you want in return? I really want to give you something but-” he got interrupted by your laugh.
“Alex said you would ask,” you tapped your chin, feigning a thoughtful expression, “How about a kiss?” that was easy to deliver, and left Magnus more flustered than you.
And then there was the way you helped around the Chase place after it was founded. Alex had warned Magnus beforehand that you might never leave the place if they let you. There were so many teens and other homeless that needed help, a pick-me-up, or had clothes that needed mending that you could help around for days on end and never catch a break. For someone who loved giving self care reminders, you seemed all too set on disregarding your own health. Which is where your lovers had to come in.
“(Y/n), when’s the last time you ate?” Alex hummed, not so sneakingly slipping behind you and holding you, his face next to your ear. You could feel his breath on your neck, as you kept sewing the glove you were holding. You stayed silent, thinking the question over.
“I haven’t had lunch yet, but it’s not that late, is it?” you answered, pausing a moment as Alex hummed.
“That’s not the point, nor the mindset you should have,” Alex pressed a kiss on your neck, “Good thing Magnus is almost here with lunch for us. Then it’s time for a break.”
As Magnus arrived you moved away from your little sewing project, in favor of giving your lovers all the attention you had. This seemed to please them both immensely, and you felt your cheeks get warm from the amount of attention they were giving you. If anything, you really appreciated that they looked out for you, by bringing you lunch.
“Who’s the gloves for anyways?” Magnus asked as he stared at what had kept you busy before.
“Oh, I don’t know. They were left here a few days ago and could clearly use a fix,” you shrugged, “maybe the owner comes back, and if not someone else can use them. It’s getting colder after all.”
“You should’ve just thrown them away,” Alex said, “You got enough other things you’re doing, a pair of abandoned gloves should be the least of your worries,”
“In this day and age,” you playfully glared at Alex, “a pair of gloves is very important, imagine all the cold fingies people have.” Alex laughed, and didn’t press any further. Because that’s what he loved about you- always taking care of those around you, even if you don’t know who they are. Magnus smiled too, shaking his head.
“Will you at least take the rest of the day off? We could go on a date or something,” Magnus offered. He had realized how much he missed you when last night he had gotten your favorite snack instead of his own when he was feeling peckish.
“Of course!” then you hesitated, “I mean, what if-”
“Nope, no thinking,” Alex stood up, and grabbed your hand, “We’re leaving now.” Magnus quickly joined, grabbing your other hand and guiding you out of the Chase place.
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Seeing What The Heart Signs
Is it weird to say I miss a fictional character, even when I can consume the media at any point?
Pairing: Hearthstone x gn!reader
Request: Hi! Love all your writing :D I was hoping it was ok to request? Feel free to ignore if not obviously lol. A oneshot where Hearthstone first realizes he’s in love? No need for anything specific, whatever you think would work! Thanks :D
Word count: 1k
Warnings: none!
-Asnyox
It wasn’t a moment, or something specific. It was rather that Hearthstone had not realized yet that maybe he cares about you differently than how he cared about his other friends. You had always been close together, and supported each other. On days where his magic practice was going too slow for his liking, you always had his back, and when you were feeling unwell Hearthstone tended to drop what he was doing in favor of making you feel better.
He didn’t realize he was in love when you randomly showed up with a gift for him- endearingly so, handing it over, signing “I thought of you,” and making him literally speechless as he carefully unwrapped the present. It was silly, a goose wearing a scarf that resembled his, but even so you had thought of him, and he carefully pocketed the goose. He thanked you, and whenever he felt nervous he noticed he would seek out his silly goose, and think of you and your comfort.
He didn’t realize he was in love when he was crying because you almost died in a fight defending him. He hadn’t yet realized he was crying either, it had been a stupid moment- his runes were scattered on the floor, and you were fighting off the wolves in front of him, trying to give him a chance to grab the runes off the floor. In hindsight, saying ‘almost died’ was a bit of an overstatement, but you were battered, and bleeding, and smiling at him. You put away your weapons, and signed “are you okay?” as if he was the one with gashes on his arms. But ultimately you were okay, and Hearthstone knew that it meant that he would be okay. His tears dried, and his heart beated.
He didn’t realize he was in love when it was just you and him on a walk together. It had been winter, and the loss of sunshine had been taking a toll on Hearthstone. So, you took it upon yourself to drag him out on a walk whenever it was supposed to be a sunny day. The sun still wouldn’t be strong, but it would be natural. You were just walking in the park, side by side, looking for a spot to simply stand or sit in the sun for a bit. He had noticed you had packed a blanket- perhaps to sit on, or under, as the weather was rather cold. He wondered whether you had brought snacks, you probably had, as to prolong the time out, and he wondered what it would feel like to be the sun on your smiling face. To be the warmth that embraced you, to be the reason for your little contend smile. These thoughts should’ve caught him off guard, if it wasn’t for the fact that they seemed to be recurring ones. More often he found himself to be in a more poetic mood with you around, and more often he found himself reaching for your essence.
He almost realized he was in love when you were studying together. He was practicing rune magic, and you had asked if you could do your own thing within the same room. He kept getting distracted by your presence, even if you weren’t moving much at all. On the contrary, you were sitting perfectly still, engrossed in your work, and every so often Hearthstone just wished you would look at him like that. Like he’s all you’re thinking about, working on. But then he shook his head, and went back to his own work. He had after all a goal in mind, and that goal wasn’t yet dating you.
He should have realized it whenever his mood soured and he hadn’t seen you in a few days. He never could pinpoint the correlation between the two, not that it was too obvious to his friends. It always started with the day seemingly more tedious than before, although not bad, and perhaps a bit more gloom at the corners of his thoughts. Yet, he never knew you were the fix for it, because to him it was obvious that spending time with those you love simply make you happier, and love you he did. Although, admittedly, the label platonic wasn’t one he could relate with anymore.
So, when did he realize he was in love with you? Was it when you smiled at him for the hundredth time, or when you carefully cupped his face when he got a bruise on it from a fight? Perhaps, it was that one time you simply hosted a get together for all your friends, and hours later everyone found out you hosted it because of your birthday. You explained that being with them was the only present you needed, but in the coming week most of your friends still gave you a little something, and Hearthstone’s first idea for a gift was a kiss. Maybe he had realized it late at night, laying in his sunbed at Blitzen’s, eyes closed but thoughts running, unable to get you out of his mind, unable to let go and fall asleep. He might realize it tomorrow, when Magnus jokingly says that it’s almost like he’s in love with you, and Hearthstone will deny it, while also denying his feelings. But he knows one thing, he would never want to be without you.
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Could you write a dating headcanon for Anubis in Kane Chronicles?
So this is probably not what you wanted. I could explain why I did these headcanons like this (and it is not that I don't like the character, if anything I do! (If I headcanon his manic pixie dream boy image that we get from Sadie's POV away)). I will leave a short rant at the bottom of the fic, for those interested :)
WC: 650
Warnings: mentions of death and dying
-Asnyox
Dating Anubis Headcanons
-What you and Anubis have is not really a “relationship” by mortal standards. Anubis is not allowed to be romantically involved with humans, unless he takes a host. Hence, why this relationship is rather tragic.
-He doesn’t understand human traditions, and hardly gets past “normal” behavior. He thinks it is cute how you solve things, and how you behave. He finds you intriguing, therefore he seeks you out every now and then.
-You will have to explain holidays to him, and parties. You will need to tell him why he cannot suddenly show up at your house at night, when your parents are in the room next door. He tends to tilt his head when he is confused by your rambles, but there is always an affectionate smile on his face.
-Be prepared for him to be gone for weeks on end. He gets in trouble if he grows too attached to you, and tries to avoid raising suspicions from the other gods. He does not want to be banned from seeing you, but the real question is on how long he can keep this up. They are bound to notice the small changes in his behavior (he seems happier lately, less moody).
-He doesn’t realize how much he cares about you, until he sees that you are in danger. This need to protect you surges over him, and he basically growls as he saves you, quickly removing you from the situation. After he quickly scans you for injuries, he excuses himself and immediately goes away. He does not come back for a month, because he is trying to settle his feelings. But this just makes him grow fonder of the idea of being close to you, and he gives up denying himself time with you.
-This is when he becomes really aware of the dangers that seeking you out pose. Not only can he be banned from seeing you, but it can also put some kind of target on your back. He wouldn’t know who would dare to challenging him but there might be a stupid magician out there who could try to use you as blackmail.
-If this results in you actively seeking him out, he will only turn more and more sour towards you. You are a fool for even talking to him. He tells you to stop, to live your mortal life without worrying about him. He is a god and he can take care of himself. If you are too stubborn, you can be sure you won’t see him again for the rest of your mortal life.
-He might sometimes get jealous of your mortal life, when you talk excitedly about it. It’s not like he cannot take a mortal host, but he knows it will not be the same. Will he be with you, or his host? Will he be able to reach a balance with the host, or will it only bring problems? There are many doubts, and Anubis does not enjoy those, for uncertainties only brings more complications. He doesn’t want to complicate your life any further.
-Anubis holds hope though- that one day, maybe after you die but hopefully sooner, he can become your significant other. It’s a guilty pleasure of his, to think about having you around all the time, to hold you close and to traverse your world. He is not heartless, he simply fears for the worst and does not understand that he might have eternity to figure things out, while your mortal years are going by fast.
-And if you were to hold onto him, or the concept of him even when he refuses to see you, if you keep asking for his attention, begging for him to love you, his guilt will force him to erase himself from your life. He will look at you from far away, protecting you silently if he needs to, but he never meant for you to get attached to him, not like this. He is a god, and he cannot physically be with you, but once upon a dream you can converse with him. Lay yourself bare, as he gets crushed by his mistakes.
Explanation, in short: it is canon that Anubis, the god, is not able to have a romantic relationship with a mortal. And given that this was not labeled Poly! Walt & Anubis (Because i think that is the best description i can give ig) I figured you meant just the god, which means it is a doomed relationship. Anubis, for one, believes in human agency and wouldn't just force a vessel because he likes a human. Anyways, that was a little rant.
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Chapter III; friends
I did not forget about this thing that I started. I just wanted to keep it as something I could upload if I ever couldn't write for a bit and I guess we're finally there!
Mind you, I only have two chapters finished so this won't last long. If anything, I might take a bit of a break from the blog because of the many deadlines I have coming up. See me return around the end of June if all goes right.
Word count: 1.6k
Warnings: None!
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-Asnyox
You hadn’t been sure about Nico’s plan. Back in April, he had asked you for help, and after that he disappeared, only showing up to give you a definite date and an approximate where to be. You trusted Nico, or at least you thought that you did. For this plan you had to learn quickly how to heal- you were supposedly going to be a backup if his plan would fail.
Against Nico’s request you had told Will – one of the few campers you were entirely sure you could trust with your life. In the past few months, you had spent almost every minute of the day alongside Will, learning the ways of healing but also mostly finding solace in him. You figured that if you hadn’t told Will, he would have actively hunt you down into the underworld, hence why you entrusted him with your whereabouts for the coming few days. At least, that was the plan because Percy Jackson would turn sixteen in a matter of days and Nico asked you to be the last drop in convincing Percy that he needed to agree with Nico’s plan.
You had only just arrived in the clearing, gaining a small wave from Nico who was seemingly in the middle of a conversation between a nymph and satyr. He was wearing an aviator's jacket, black jeans, and a T-shirt with dancing skeletons on it, like one of those Day of the Dead pictures. His Stygian iron sword hung at his side. You barely made it to his side when a hellhound pounded through the bushes. You stumbled back, instinctively stepping behind Nico as you felt your throat close at the memories of hellhounds hunting you- the memories of your parent getting out a gun-
Nico smiled as the dog laid its head on the ground, ready to receive ear scratches from the son of Hades. You felt like you couldn’t breathe – it was not the first time you had seen Mrs O’Leary around camp, but every time Will had been at your side to calm you down. Gods if only he was here- if only-
“You alright?” Will had noticed your panicked gaze as you passed the arena. He pulled you away and looked behind him, seeing Mrs O’Leary sitting there, “Hey, (Y/n), look at me. Don’t worry, she’s friendly.” Your eyes were out of focus, seeing a different time, seeing your parents face. Will saw that you were not getting out of your stupor and pulled you away from the arena. He made sure Mrs O’Leary was out of sight as he sat you down on the ground.
“Hey, just breathe- Follow my breathing,” he started guiding you and as you slowly came back to your senses you saw the worried eyes of your friend.
“Care to explain, sunshine?” Will squeezed your arm as you sighed and started your story.
“She’s friendly, (Y/n).” Nico said as he glanced at you. You closed your eyes as you breathed in deep, counting to yourself. This was an exercise you learned quickly after encountering Mrs O’Leary a few times at camp. As you felt your heart calm down, you looked at Nico with a tired smile. He cocked his head to the side as to ask if you were fine, and Mrs. O’Leary copied his movement.
“I know, sorry.” You softly said and Nico shrugged, going back to scratching her ears.
Looking at your companions in the clearing you saw the shape of the old satyr. His fur was dust-bunny gray, and a spiderweb grew between his horns. The tree nymph was pretty, wearing a purple gossamer dress and having an elfish face – although something in her eyes seemed off. You noticed a boy – Percy Jackson – entering the clearing, just in time for the old satyr that was there to explode.
"Will someone—what is this underworld creature doing in my forest!" He waved his arms and trotted on his hooves as if the grass were hot. "You there, Percy Jackson! Is this your beast?"
"Sorry, Leneus," Percy apologized, "That's your name, right?" The satyr rolled his eyes.
"Well, of course I'm Leneus. Don't tell me you've forgotten a member of the Council so quickly. Now, call off your beast!" Lenues retorted, aggressively pointing at Mrs O’Leary. "WOOF!" Mrs. O'Leary said happily. The old satyr gulped.
"Make it go away! Juniper, I will not help you under these circumstances!" Juniper turned toward Percy, a hopeful look in her eyes. You felt a bit awkward and left out in the situation, you looked at Nico as he stood up and took in the situation.
"Percy," Juniper sniffled. "I was just asking about Grover. I know something has happened. He wouldn't stay gone this long if he wasn't in trouble. I was hoping that Leneus —"
"I told you!" the satyr protested, "You are better off without that traitor."
Juniper stamped her foot. "He is not a traitor! He is the bravest satyr ever, and I want to know where he is!"
"WOOF!" Leneus's knees started knocking. You snorted softly. Sure you are scared of Mrs O’Leary, but seeing this old satyr basically pee his pants because of her did feel good.
"I . . . I will not answer questions with this hellhound sniffing my tail!" Nico looked like he was trying to not crack up. He looked at me and then back at the group.
"I'll walk the dog," he volunteered as he motioned for me to follow him. He whistled, and Mrs. O'Leary bounded after him to the far end of the grove.
You didn’t walk far before Nico stopped and turned to you, letting Mrs. O’Leary bounce around us.
“Are you scared of her?” he gestured to the hellhound, and you shuddered.
“Well, you know, you were there,” the last bit was more of a whisper, but Nico nodded his head as he beckoned Mrs. O’Leary over.
“Here, just,” there was often this hesitation to Nico when he wanted to help you, you noticed, “Just scratch behind her ears,” he carefully grabbed your hand, and you noticed him shivering at the contact. How long had it been since he had been held with love?
You let him guide you towards Mrs. O’Leary, accepting your fate. For some reason you started shaking, and you wanted it to stop, you didn’t want Nico to think that you were weak – too weak to help him. You closed your eyes, and as you felt fur beneath your fingers you released a breath. You heart was racing, and your felt your legs give out.
“Woah!” Nico half heartedly tried to catch you, but as you sat before Mrs. O’Leary, eyes half opened as she appreciatively wagged her gigantic tail. Nico felt his heart beat an extra time as he saw how you deflated in front of Mrs. O’Leary. Why did Nico not like it that you were so scared? Why had he felt the need to make sure that you would be alright?
“You alright?” Nico crouched down next to you, his stygian sword’s handle poking uncomfortably in his side as he put an arm on your shoulder. You slowly nodded, continuing to scratch Mrs. O’Leary’s head.
“Just peachy.” You removed your hand from her head, and she whined a little as you let out a breath of air, “You are just like a normal dog, ey? Sorry for being so scared, some of your family weren’t so nice to me,” you felt as if you would not be able to say another word, so you put your hand back on Mrs. O’Leary’s head and started petting her again.
“That was brave of you,” Nico noted as he stood up again, denying himself the warmth of your touch.
“Thank you,” you told him as you looked up at him, “And Nico, you’re a good friend.” Nico’s face filled itself with confusion.
“Where did that come from?” he spluttered out.
“Mm, the fact that you just helped me, and the fact that we are friends.” You smiled at him, hoping it looked genuine after everything you just went through, “Whether you like it or not.” Something crossed Nico’s eyes, but you could not pinpoint what it was.
“Well, before attaching yourself to me, are you sure you want to help? It is dangerous, and I do not want you to do this for the sake of ‘friendship’,” he did the quotation marks around the last word. You found the strength to stand up, ignoring Mrs. O’Leary’s whines at the loss of pets. You knew Nico wouldn’t have asked you to go if he didn’t need any support
“Yes, although I would only endanger my life for friends though, so,” you held out your hand towards the son of Hades, feeling butterflies in your stomach. This was stupid – you would go on this mission for Nico either way, but you wanted him to acknowledge you¸ to acknowledge that he had friends in camp. Nico sighed but grabbed your hand.
“Alright,” he shook your hand harshly, “friends it is.” This time you smiled genuinely. Your moment was quickly disturbed Leneus quickly stomping past the two of you.
“Guess it’s showtime, let’s go.” Nico commanded and you followed suit.
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Chapter V; consequences
This chapter has been ready for so long to be posted i don't remember what I wrote! Just a heads up that comments/reactions do actually give me a will to write and given that I could be wanting, somehow, to write up till TSAT I really need that
Word count: 1.1k
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-Asnyox
After you had helped Nico finally convince Percy to go take a dip in the river Styx, you returned to camp. It wasn’t your place to accompany Nico and Percy on this quest, you would be either in the way or in danger and as camp was already running low on resources you were needed. You only hoped you would see them again. You had wanted to ask Nico to stay, but you knew he wouldn’t, not yet at least. Unbeknownst to you, Nico had wanted you to go on this quest with him, he knew he longed for some companionship especially besides Percy. For some reason, even in the fleeting moments he saw you, he always felt more at peace. Maybe, in this rigid world, you could be an anchor for him, a home.
Unbeknownst to you, Nico had wanted you to go on this quest with him, he knew he longed for some companionship besides Percy, as being next to Percy made him nervous. Besides this, there was still a risk involved and Nico knew that Percy did not trust him entirely. He didn’t blame the son of Poseidon, but somewhere along the way he had started considering you a friendly face, and that is something he did not see a lot of.
But Nico did not dare to even consider asking you to join, he only brought hurt to those around him. He did not deserve to have you next to him. Instead, he urged you to stay at camp, the camp that betrayed him but could be a shield for you. Some protection that he knew he could not offer you if you were next to him.
As you made your way out of the forest, you felt restless. Sure, you did your part, you helped Nico and reinforced your bond with him, but still. He was to go on this quest practically alone, he is just a boy, and he should not have to deal with all of this. No one should. But how do you offer help to those convinced that they don’t deserve it? You really hoped that he would be alright- and Percy too. It was unfair how the world seemed to treat the children of the big three, but what can they do except try to survive the horrors thrown their way. As these thoughts plagued you, you made your way back to the infirmary, figuring that you should make yourself useful again.
“How did it go?” Will asked as you approached him in the infirmary.
“Percy agreed, I really hope Nico is right about this.” You sighed and Will.
“Do you not trust him?” Will quirked his eyebrow.
“I think I do, but the plan is just dangerous and if something goes wrong-” you sighed, “everything is just so tense.”
“It’ll be fine,” Will tried to reassure you. He knew he couldn’t promise much, not after he lost his brother, Lee Fletcher, a few months ago. There were currently many responsibilities on his shoulders, and you felt for him. It wasn’t much, but you did want to help- even if it simply meant not making him worried about you.
Preparing while waiting for Percy to come back wasn’t easy. You had no doubts in Nico- you knew he would not betray anyone like that, or at least you opted to believe that. You started helping the Apollo campers prep healers kits- one for anyone who wasn’t half bad with the kit, plus extras just in case. You got a weapon from the weapon shed and made sure it was easily accessible. Yet, as the preparations started coming to an end, and everyone stood ready to leave camp and go to war. Except for the Ares cabin. Clarisse had decided to not even show her face outside of the cabin, and everyone was nervous about them not joining. Yet, that was forgotten as Percy reappeared in camp. You weren’t there when he arrived, however it didn’t take long before you passed by the son of Poseidon.
Percy’s gaze towards you made you stop in your tracks. Was there something wrong? He gestured to you to follow him, and as you looked around and saw no one else, you walked his way.
“Did you know?” Percy asked as soon as there was no one around. You had never felt intimidated by the son of Poseidon, but as his stormy eyes focused on you, you wished to run away from him. Unconsciously you stepped back, without answering his question, so Percy spat out the next one. “Are you the traitor?” Percy felt angry, Nico’s betrayal in the underworld had not left his mind, and he wanted to focus on more important matters now but he couldn’t.
“Traitor?” you got out, and you shook your head, “Is Nico okay?” you asked Percy. Something must have happened while Percy got the curse of Achilles, and you hoped your friend was alright.
“Nico is fine.” Percy bluntly said, “(Y/n), were you aware of Hades’ plan to capture me?” Your eyes widened at Percy’s words.
“No, I didn’t know-”
something, camp matters, something, Silena intervenes.
“Percy, that’s enough.” a voice spoke up, and you quickly saw Silena Beauregarde standing there, but Percy did not pay her any mind, his eyes still on you, “Percy, it is no use trying to figure out who the traitor is. If it’s (Y/n), they won’t tell, and if it’s not they won’t convince you, right?” Percy huffed, but his stance relaxed a little as he took a step back, listening to Silena. “When we’re out there- I need you to stay safe.” Will grasped your shoulder, “I know we’re not from the same cabin, but please try your best to not get injured.”
“I promise,” you grabbed Will’s hand off your shoulder, let it down and hugged him, “Promise me you will be safe too?” You slowly let him go and he nodded. Will hoped that his heart beat would calm soon - certainly it was because he was anxious about the fight - and he stepped away.
“Let’s go.” he pressed a first aid’s kit into your hands, as you joined the other campers to head out.
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Chapter IV; convincing
So it took a while, but at some point I realised I wanted to finish writing at least arc one before posting the rest so oops.
Word Count: 1.2k
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You both re-entered the clearing, followed closely by an overly excited Mrs. O’Leary.
"No problem, I've got worse enemies than overweight satyrs." You overheard Percy saying. Nico was the first of you two to speak up, letting your presence be known to the demigod and tree nymph.
"Good job, Percy. Judging from the trail of goat pellets, I'd say you shook him up pretty well." You could see clearly that Percy was nervous as he tried to smile. You were aware that Nico had made it pretty clear to Percy what his plan was, and if you were in this kid’s shoes you would have been nervous too. Luckily, you were just an idiot tagging along in the plan.
"Welcome back. Did you come by just to see Juniper? And who is your friend?" Nico blushed and you wondered whether it was about the friend thing, or about Juniper.
"This is (Y/n), and um, no. That was an accident. I kind of . . . dropped into the middle of their conversation." Blushing out of embarrassment then, you inwardly cheered. He also did not deny the friend comment you happily noted.
"He scared us to death!" Juniper said. "Right out of the shadows. But, Nico, you are the son of Hades and all. Are you sure you haven't heard anything about Grover?" Nico shifted his weight. Ah, she must have been crying worried over her lover. You had caught some of the stories around camp, however you did not know any of these people personally, so you tended to mind your own business.
"Juniper, like I tried to tell you . . . even if Grover died, he would reincarnate into something else in nature. I can't sense things like that, only mortal souls." "But if you do hear anything?" she pleaded, putting her hand on his arm. "Anything at all?" Nico's cheeks got even brighter red. "Uh, you bet. I'll keep my ears open."
"We'll find him, Juniper," Percy promised. "Grover's alive, I'm sure. There must be a simple reason why he hasn't contacted us." She nodded glumly. "I hate not being able to leave the forest. He could be anywhere, and I'm stuck here waiting. Oh, if that silly goat has gotten himself hurt—" Mrs. O'Leary bounded back over and took an interest in Juniper's dress. Juniper yelped. "Oh, no you don't! I know about dogs and trees. I'm gone!" She went poof into green mist. You gaped at her disappearance, never having gotten close to a tree nymph before.
Mrs. O'Leary looked disappointed, but she lumbered off to find another target, leaving Nico, Percy and me alone. Nico tapped his sword on the ground. A tiny mound of animal bones erupted from the dirt. They knit themselves together into a skeletal field mouse and scampered off. You were impressed by his control, but truly you felt as if this shouldn’t have come as a surprise.
"I was sorry to hear about Beckendorf." Nico said and you downcast your gaze, having heard the news quiet recently. This was one of the first people from camp that you knew who died, and the news had taken a toll on camp.
"How did you—" Percy started, and you were reminded that he was there with Beckendorf on the ship.
"I talked to his ghost." So the rumours about Nico’s powers were true – he could actually converse with the dead.
"Oh . . . right."
"Did he say anything?"
"He doesn't blame you. He figured you'd be beating yourself up, and he said you shouldn't." "Is he going to try for rebirth?" Nico shook his head.
"He's staying in Elysium. Said he's waiting for someone. Not sure what he meant, but he seems okay with death." You weren’t sure how to feel about these developments, but before you could give it much thought Percy started talking again.
"I had a vision you were on Mount Tarn," he told Nico. "Was that—"
"Real," Nico said. "I didn't mean to be spying on the Titans, but I was in the neighbourhood." "Doing what?"
Nico tugged at his sword belt. "Following a lead on . . . you know, my family." Percy nodded. You side eyed your friend, wanting the ask for an elaboration. However, you had felt him close the moment Percy started asking questions to him. You had heard a whisper about a sister, but there was nothing you could go off from. Nico was a mystery to you and you wished you could unravel it.
"So how did it go?" Percy asked. "Any luck?"
"No," he murmured. "But I may have a new lead soon."
"What's the lead?"
Nico chewed his lip. "That's not important right now. You know why I'm here." You saw Percy’s face fall. You knew Nico wanted you to help convince Percy, but you had barely exchanged a word with the son of Poseidon before. What were you supposed to do? Tell him you would safe him from being stabbed?
"Nico, I don't know," Percy said. "It seems pretty extreme."
"You've got Typhon coming in, what . . . a week? Most of the other Titans are unleashed now and on Kronos's side. Maybe it's time to think extreme." Nico looked towards you as to urge you to help him. You stepped forward.
“If I may, Percy, “ you looked the son of Poseidon in the eye, surprised by the distrust in them, “I’ve been at camp since April – if Nico hadn’t brought me here I would have been dead and I know that even with how hard I – we – camp has been working,” you heard sounds of fighting in the distance, “I fear we are hardly a match for the Titan army.” Nico nodded in agreement.
“This comes down to you and Luke. And there's only one way you can beat Luke We can give you the same power," Nico urged. "You heard the Great Prophecy. Unless you want to have your soul reaped by a cursed blade . . ." You hadn’t heard the prophecy fully yourself – around camp it was deemed a kind off taboo to mention or talk about.
“You can't prevent a prophecy," Percy said.
"But you can fight it." Nico had a strange, hungry light m his eyes. "You can become invincible."
"Maybe we should wait. Try to fight without—"
"No!" Nico snarled. "It has to be now!" You were startled at his outburst – but you did agree with him.
"Urn, you sure you're okay?" Percy asked and you threw him a wary look.
“Percy, look,” you started as you noticed Nico taking a deep breath, “It will be significantly harder, maybe even impossible to take this journey when the fighting starts. Maybe even too late- if you want to prevent any more losses, deaths on our side you must go now.”
“I'm sorry if I'm being too pushy,” Nico’s gaze was strict towards Percy, “but two years ago my sister gave her life to protect you. I want you to honour that. Do whatever it takes to stay alive and defeat Kronos”
"All right," Percy decided. "What do we do first?"
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Take care
what? self-indulgent Solangelo? On this blog? It's more likely than you think. Jokes is on you "self-indulgent Solangelo" is a pleonasm. This fic- i swear to the gods- took me way to long to actually put down on paper.
Pairing: Poly!Solangelo x reader, Nico di Angelo x reader x Will Solace
Request: -
Word count: 1.9k
Warnings: nothing much, pure fluff.
-Asnyox
Right now you just wanted to curl up in bed and sleep. This morning was fine, although you woke up feeling an impending doom for no reason, then you had breakfast, trained with Nico, had lunch and went to your shift in the infirmary. However, one hour into your shift you decided you regret every decision you made in the past day or so. You felt tired, not just in your body but also in your head. A mix of clouds and a slight headache messing you up. You shook your head and went back to counting the bandages.
“You alright there?” Austin asked behind you. You looked over your shoulder, to see that he also had paused checking the supplies.
“Just tired,” you send him a smile, “Probably didn’t get enough sleep.”
Austin looked you over before looking at the supplies he was holding.
“You could ask Will to cover and take a nap,” Austin suggested, “Or I let it slip within the next five minutes and he will force you to-”
“Please don’t.” you shot a glare his way, “It’s his day off and besides, it’s not like this,” you gestured at the tasks at hand, “is very taxing in any way.”
A moment of silence fell as you both returned to the tasks at hand.
“Will would kill me though if I don’t-” You hit Austin on his arm and he faked that he was in pain, grinning at you, “Okay, okay, I won’t tell Will.” he laughed and you sent him a smile, happily distracted from the pain in your body. Your peaceful moment was harshly interrupted
by shouting as a camper got carried into the infirmary.
Austin and you quickly scrambled to the unconscious body of Cecil Markowitz. You grimaced as you saw the wounds, your head pounding a little harder as if to remind you of your own bodily issues at the moment.
“We’ve done this before, (Y/n).” Austin reassured you and you shook your head.
“Not the reason.” you quickly shot back as you both started working in sync, quickly healing Cecil.
After Cecil seemed to be alright, Austin decided to take the last check up alone. You had sat down, and Austin noticed that you looked even worse than before. You let out a breath, closing your eyes to stop your head from pounding, which did not work. You leaned your head back, reasoning that if you just got up and drank some water it would go away eventually, at worst you would just lay down after your shift until dinner. Austin looked you over and sighed as he quickly asked Cecil to both get Will and Kayla. Austin reasoned that Kayla wouldn’t mind starting her shift early, and Will would forgive him for not getting Will sooner to take care of you, at least Austin hoped that much.
You had noticed how your body seemingly seemed to drift off- a familiar feeling settling in when you realized you were on shift and needed. You opened your eyes to see Austin hover above you, about to put his hand on your forehead. You huffed as you quickly pushed it away and sent him a tired glare.
“I told you, I am fine.” You stood up from the chair, and as black dots appeared on your vision you thought ‘too fast.’ as you blinked a few times. You hadn’t noticed how Austin shook his head.
“Ouch, (Y/n) you really do look dead.” You heard the familiar voice of Kayla as she entered, “Good thing Cecil told me to take over. How long have they been like this?” Kayla turned to her brother who just sighed.
“It only got this bad after Cecil was brought in, but they’ve been off the entire afternoon.” he said gravely.
“Hey, I am right here!” you waved your hands around as if to get their attention, “Besides, I am good enough to keep going, so thank you Kayla but you can leave.” She shook her head.
“And face Will’s wrath when he sees you? No thanks.”
“Why would I be angry?” your eyes widened at Will’s voice, which quickly turned into a glare towards Austin.
“Snitch.” you accused him and he just shrugged with a smile. As Will entered you noticed an awkward Nico behind him, who as soon as he saw you quickly walked to your side.
Will looked you over and concern flooded his body. Nico had told him before that you weren’t one hundred percent during training this morning, but Will never was too concerned, everyone has their off days. However as he saw you he wouldn’t be surprised if you told him that you hadn’t slept at all in the past week. He reached you in two quick strides as Nico softly held your hand and studied your face.
“You didn’t look this bad in the morning.” Nico simply stated, but you could see the depths of his worry in his eyes. Will was tempted to force you into an infirmary bed right away, but he knew that you would be more comfortable in the privacy of their cabin- the Hades cabin. It had become their own sanctuary within camp, given that Nico didn’t have siblings to bother them all the time.
“When…?” he quietly asked Austin, who was still near enough. Austin noticed the danger of either lying or letting Will know he had kept you there when you weren’t well and he gulped, fear crossing his face.
“Just now, after Cecil.” you quickly saved him and Austin sent you a thankful look which went unnoticed by Will, but not by Nico who quickly glanced at you but didn’t comment on it. He knew what it is like to receive the anger of Doctor Solace. It was endearing, but sometimes a bit much as Will didn’t stop until you were fully healthy again. Will eyed you in suspicion, but he reached for your other hand. As you left the infirmary, you sent a thankful nod towards Kayla, who just smiled mischievously in return, she didn’t mind covering your shift if it meant she got to tease her brother about it later.
As your boyfriends slowly walked you to the Hades cabin, you caught your foot on something and stumbled a bit forward, only to be quickly caught by two pairs of arms holding you steady.
“Can’t even keep yourself upright now?” Nico flatly joked and Will shook his head.
“My foot just got caught- I’m fine.” you said as you slightly pulled yourself out of their hands. Nico and Will exchanged a glance of worry as they unwillingly let you go, trailing behind you as they took each other's hands. You hadn’t picked up on the joke- which you normally easily did, you hadn’t joked back and you had shaken them off, not even given them the chance to hold your hands again.
You reasoned that trying to avoid your boyfriends, so you can just sleep and ignore everything for a bit, would be futile, especially since they seemed so admanted on hovering around you right now. You knew it was your tired brain talking- the only reason why they wanted to be close is because they cared, and you normally appreciated that, but today your whole body was against you and it was bothering you endlessly, which you didn’t want to accidentally take out on the people you love the most. You laid your back on the closest bunk bed- one that was unmade and Nico wondered why you didn’t take two more steps to lay in his bed. However, Will seemed to kindly ignore that and started his speech.
“Next time you feel even slightly unwell-” he pointedly looked at your pathetic form on the bed, “You tell me. I could’ve covered your shift, or something!” Will was frustrated because he wanted to take care of you, in fact he liked caring for you, what he did not like was you overexerting yourself even in the slightest, or being in pain. You groaned as you sat up and glared at him.
“If you’re going to be like this, I will go to my own cabin and suffer there.” you felt yourself get smaller under the worrying gazes of your boyfriends, Will seemingly losing his will to lecture you. You looked away from them, feeling guilty for sounding so angry.
“I’m sorry I didn’t-” you started, and as you noticed Nico reaching for your hand you moved it away, “It’s probably better if I do that- I don’t want to-”
“No way.” Will said as he quickly crouched down, undoing your shoes for you, “What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let my significant other suffer alone.” He let out a small laugh and as your feet were freed from their prison, Nico softly tugged on your arm, gesturing for you to get up. Nico wasn’t sure why you had moved away from his touch, and he feared you would keep moving away when all he really wanted to do is make sure you would feel better soon. You reluctantly followed him to his bed, and he swiftly grabbed his blanket and put it around you. A warmth filled you as Nico pulled you into his bed, forcing you to join him and as you laid down you closed your tired eyes, snuggling close to him. He put his hand on your head, softly petting it.
“Just take a nap, we’ll be here if you need us.” Nico told you as you hummed in a sleepy agreement. Will looked at his boyfriend, simultaneously loving the sight of the two of you cuddled together and feeling a nasty helplessness. His lecture wasn’t meant to make you feel worse- it was meant to help, to show you he could help, they could help and yet- you had looked so downfallen and angry and it made him feel so bad. He wondered if he could allow himself to hold you, if he could find the words to ask. He looked Nico in the eye, only to see him questioning Will with just his gaze, wondering what the inner turmoil was about.
You on the other hand were finally resting, your body easily falling asleep before your mind did in the hold of your boyfriend. You were still missing another body, so you slowly lifted your head a little and opened your eyes as you yawned.
“Mmm, Will,” you looked at the boy still standing, “C’me here.” When he seemed reluctant to move you sat up a little, noticing the strong hold Nico had on you, as if he was unwilling to just let you get up again. “Will, I thought you wouldn’t let me suffer alone?” you joked as he looked up, a guilty face.
“You have Nico. I-” You squinted your eyes at him as you got your hand out of the blanket.
“Please?” you just held out your hand and as Will saw the genuine love in your eyes his heart stuttered again. As he took your hand he realized that you did know that you could depend on them- but like Nico you were stubborn in the ‘needing help’ department. Will pressed a kiss on your forehead, sitting down next to Nico and laying his head on Nico’s shoulder, as he lifted your legs over his. As he noticed you drifting away he pressed a small kiss into Nico’s shoulder, who shivered at the touch, after which he leaned further into his boyfriend.
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Pipabeth's ABCs
I would ask the anon to ask a lil more politely next time, but then again it did take a year and some to get to. Welp, not getting paid anyways.
Pairing: Poly!Pipabeth x reader, Piper Mclean x reader x Annabeth Chase
Request: could you write pipabeths ABCs if you already haven't thank
Warnings: None
Word count: 2k
- Asnyox
Activities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?
Both Annabeth and Piper really enjoy being active together, and love to take you with them. Whether it's training, a hike, or visiting an architecturally cool building or monument. Piper tends to whip out the more 'childish' activities- going to a playground or doing silly crafts, while Annabeth tends to prefer going to museums. And what do you bring to the table? That's up to you of course.
Beauty - What do they admire in their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?
Neither Piper or Annabeth have ever considered physical beauty as the most important in a person. Piper did at first consider how you looked, but it was quickly outshined by the kindness you showed to those around you. Annabeth tends to fall more for the moments of unconventional beauty- you waking up, safe in her arms, or after a fight, both Piper and you dirty. You couldn't be more beautiful than in those moments.
Comfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?
Both of your girlfriends are amazing at comforting you, Annabeth has years of experience in dealing with bad emotions and Piper has learned a trick or two, not to mention her charmspeak working wonders. Although she has realized that charmspeak tends to not have you deal with your feelings, so they would come back later.
Dreams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?
Piper and Annabeh have rather differing dreams- Piper wishes to be free of responsibility and image, free to go whenever and travel around as long as she can. Annabeth wishes to make something permanent, because even if her suffering is forgotten, her buildings would never be. But, neither has taken the initiative to talk about it, they are aware that they clash, but for now being together is enough. Where the relationship fits in their own dreams they do not know yet, and they are scared to figure it out.
Equal - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?
Annabeth likes being in control, she knows what she wants and how to get there. Piper is less so, she doesn't mind following as it's sometimes easier to simply trust her lovers to plan things. It means less worries for her. It doesn't stop her from organizing impromptu activities, so be prepared for those.
Fight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?
Fights would be rather explosive- not loud, but aggressive anyways. Annabeth has her pride she hangs on to and finds it hard to admit fault, unless it's glaringly her fault. Piper becomes petty about it, perhaps she walks away but keeps glaring, and does not want to talk to either of you. Forgiveness doesn't come easily in this relationship, and it will always take time for fights to truly get resolved.
Gratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?
They never let any help they get go unappreciated. Piper is very vocal about her thanks, and Annabeth likes to repay your favors by doing something in return. Either way, they are aware of what you do for them, as it always fills them with joy whenever you care for them.
Honesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?
Piper finds it hard to keep secrets from either of you, she often shares it whenever something is bothering her and found that sharing means sometimes she can get help that she didn't know she needed. Annabeth has a harder time- she trusts the two of you, but she's been on her own for so long and sees weakness in sharing and strength in overcoming her own troubles.
Inspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?
Annabeth is slowly learning to be less perfect, that her flaws are allowed and that she can depend on her lovers if she needs it. Piper is also coming to terms with who she is, and what her identity means to her. She has been working on it before you got together, but she has to admit that it's getting easier with your support.
Jealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?
Once again Piper and Annabeth are opposites. Annabeth feels secure in the relationship and trusts the both of you with her life, along with her heart. However, she does love showing the both of you off whenever someone is getting too comfortable with you. Piper gets jealous more easily, she has lost things over and over and feels weird and bad to see either of you go. She hasn't admitted these feelings yet, but she is aware it's something she should work on.
Kiss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?
Piper, as a daughter of Aphrodite, has somehow a natural skill with kissing, and every kiss you share is amazing. Even the first kiss wasn't awkward at all, even if the tension was. Annabeth's kisses are less skilled but feel very good and comfortable whenever they happen.
Love Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?
It wasn't really planned, but Piper had taken the both of you out, not on a date, but somewhere midday she realized maybe she wanted it to be a date. Thus, she asked, and both Annabeth and you were surprised but agreed. It was nice and casual, with little overthinking.
Memory - What’s their favourite memory together?
There is not one memory either of your girlfriends hold dearer than the others. Every day is filled with new ones. Perhaps Annabeth will mention simply surviving the war, or Piper will tell you that it's the one time the three of you got caught in a storm and sheltered in a cafe nearby. Either way, any memory is a favorite one for them.
Nicknames - What do they call their s/o?
Annabeth tends to have a teasing nickname for both of you, it's simply how she treats those she loves. Piper calls you by a cuter nickname when she feels like it, but she does so love the name of you and Annabeth and loves saying those.
On Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?
Piper flirts, it's almost second nature to her. She also tends to look for those she loves in a crowd or conversation, even when you're not talking. Annabeth shows her love by taking care of you, scolding you whenever you do something stupid.
PDA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?
They are both upfront about the relationship, but neither prioritize PDA as a way to show it off. Annabeth only likes holding hands, but always wants to have a hand free and Piper does enjoy shamelessly flirting with you both, but also likes the freedom of moving around. Neither cares too much if anyone is watching, it's simply their own comfort that has them refrain from doing too much PDA.
Quirk - Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.
Piper tends to adapt really well to what is needed to be done, Annabeth overworking herself? She makes an indoor date night and forces her to take a break. You're having excess energy? Let's go spar or go on a run!
Annabeth actually is a great planner, she always manages to find a spot for a weekly date in each of your schedules, which with three people tends to be quite the accomplishment.
Romance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?
Neither of them are good at making elaborate romantic gestures. Piper has some internalized disgust to her Aphrodite parentage, and refuses to take advice from her siblings and Annabeth just never learned how to be romantic and will be rigid about how romance should be done if asked to be romantic. But both of them are therefore way too romantic in random moments, without meaning to.
Support - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?
Both of them are your biggest cheerleaders. Piper loves offering mental support, and Annabeth will do anything in her power to help you.
Thrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?
Even though Piper would love to discover the edges of the universe, she does need structure in her life. She hasn't had a set schedule that was over her own making ever, and she would appreciate a structure in life. Annabeth simply enjoys structure in her life, because it keeps her calm, but she's open to a thrill every now and then.
Understanding - How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
They are both really empathic but for different reasons. Annabeth has taken her time to learn each of you inside and out, and keeps that knowledge close to her heart. She reads you like a book, and she loves to read. Piper's empathy comes natural to her, she easily picks up on your mood.
Value - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?
Your girlfriends are very ride or die- they put the relationship very high on their list of priorities, even if other things might suffer from it. Annabeth sees the relationship with as much value as her legacy, and Piper truly would do anything for either of you.
Wild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.
You started a tradition of going on painting picnic dates. You would pack drawing and painting supplies and then spend an afternoon on a blanket with snacks painting your surroundings. Annabeth prefers it if there are buildings nearby, but otherwise she'll simply imagine a building in the nature around you. Piper tends to paint close-ups of that which is around you. It's really sweet, especially since you tend to exchange the paintings between the three of you.
XOXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?
When it's simply the three of you it's all touches and cuddles. Simply draped over one another when it's the end of the day, and everyone is still busy doing work.
Yearning - How will they cope when they’re missing their partner?
As long as one of you is around it's not the worst, they can deal with it together, but if it's the three of you split up you betcha you will have daily Iris messages. They won't admit it, but they will be missing you immensely, and often cope by simply trying to distract themselves.
Zeal - are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?
Both Piper and Annabeth would go to great lengths for the relationship- life has tested either of them again and again, and the Gods be damned they will wage war simply to stay together. It's nothing they haven't done before.
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