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sovksluv · 1 month

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seven minutes in hell

𖤐 . pairing - fratboy!Luke Castellan x fem!reader

𖤐 . summary - a stupid game of spin the bottle/seven minutes in heaven gone… wrong?

𖤐 . content includes - smut MDNI🔞, bad interpretations of frat parties/boys

𖤐 . word count - 1014

𖤐 . taglist - @perseus-jackass @niktwazny303 @st4rzl7

𖤐 . a/n - i randomly got this idea and was very motivated idk why. anyways, hope you enjoy !!

“you are so. mph~ infuriating,” you struggled out.

he chuckled, speeding up his erratic movements, forcefully slamming your body into the wall with each thrust.

“yeah, keep saying that like my dick- fuuck~ like my fuckin’ dick isn’t in ya’ right now,” Luke teased, slowing his movements to add to the annoyance, protruding a half whimper-groan from you.

he scoffed, a dumb smirk on his face as his hips resumed their work, thrusting his fat cock into you even faster — desperate to finish you both off before the timer finished.

his sudden pounding forced a choked moan from you, panic flooding your eyes. Luke’s smirk widened, he motioned to one of your hands with his head.

you took the sign, gratefully covering your mouth the second his calloused fingertips met your clit, which erupted yet another squeak from you.

he practically had you bent in half against the closet wall, the tight space not leaving much room for the two of you.

you were at some stupid frat party — which you did not want to go to. your friend Silena insisted you needed some time out, and just about dragged you to said party.

with a few drinks in, you were grumbling as she dragged you to a cliché game of seven minutes in heaven, consisting of a circle of other students all drunk or high or both.

despite your tipsy state, you recognized a few people;

Charles Beckendorf — aka Silena’s never-ending crush that is too sweet for his own good.

Clarisse La Rue — aka the girl that typically wouldn’t be caught dead anywhere near a frat house, yet here she was.

Chris Rodriguez — aka the lame douchebag with hopeful heart eyes towards our dear Clarisse, and who also happens to be best friends with the boy that’s pounding your pussy into oblivion.

of course, the second it’s your turn to spin the bottle, it lands on probably the worst person in the group — Luke Castellan.

thank the Gods that the blaring lights of the party hid the blush on your cheeks, with a little help from the annoyed groan that left your mouth.

Silena giggled into her red solo cup, pushing you to stand up next to Luke, who was already standing, a smirk on his stupid face.

and that’s how you got here — folded in half against the closet wall, knees by your face and calves hanging over his shoulders, desperately screaming into your hand as Luke drilled his cock into you.

the fact that you got in this position during a seven minute game should’ve been on your mind, but the feeling of his cock head poking around your cunt had your eyes rolling back, head empty.

you wrapped your other arm around his neck, bringing him closer to you. uncovering your mouth and wrapping your other arm around him, your lips were close — but not touching.

you moaned into his mouth, feeling his warm breath as he pounded you, his own groans only fueling your arousal.

your eye trailed up, left hand coming up to knock away his stupid backwards cap, fingers immediately running through his curls, pulling and scratching at them.

he almost whimpered, lips trailing around your collarbone, moving up with kisses and leaving marks in his path.

“w-why do you we-ar that stupid c-cap?” you stuttered out, moaning breathlessly as his lips ceased their attack.

he chuckled again at you, hips stuttering and eyes fluttering. “will you shut up? m’ trying to fuck you.”

you moaned out, head falling back against the wall, his cock and fingers together draw you closer to the edge.

warmth spills and spreads through your bodies, feeling the effect of both your orgasms hitting at the same time.

you forced Luke’s head to yours, shoving your lips on his as you moaned in each other's mouths, sloppy and wet kisses following his slowing thrusts.

Luke carefully let you down, a hand on your waist to keep you up right. he hastily pulled up his jeans, putting himself away as he helped you redress.

you kept your arms around his neck as he pulled your panties up, fixing your dress and your hair.

face flushed, you watch as he bent down to get his cap, instead placing it backwards on your head, laughing at your annoyance.

moving to take it off, he gently grabbed your wrist.

“keep it.”

you raised your eyebrows but listened, lowering your hand. you went to speak again but were interrupted by a knock at the closet door.

in frantic movements, Luke had you shoved against the wall, breathing heavily as his head was turned towards the door, his tall frame blocking you from being seen if it were to open.

“seven minutes are up!” shouted Chris through the door, rustling could be heard from the other side as he moved away the chair that locked it. “you guys can come out now!”

Luke turned towards you, using his finger tips to tilt your chin up. with his fingers still touching you, he slightly bent down to capture your lips again in a searing kiss.

when he pulled away you were left almost breathless as he took your hand, opening the door and leading the two of you out.

whistling was heard from the game circle as you guys exited the smaller space. instead of going back to your spot next to Silena, Luke pulled your sore body down with him, sitting you right on his lap.

you made eye contact with Silena, who raised her eyebrows with a knowing smirk on her face.

everyone in the group knew what you had done in the closet, the stumbling of your walk, flushed face, and Luke’s stupid cap on your head hinted at it.

also the fact that you were sitting on his lap, head on his shoulder with his arms around your middle and his hickeys littered on your neck.

no one said anything though, they all just smirked into their own cups, continuing to play the game.

you still hated frat parties though. just maybe not this one.

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mydairpercabeth · 4 months

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The scenes of Luke training Percy were so expertly written. He wasn’t just training Percy, he was actively recruiting Percy. He fuels Percy’s anger and mistrust of the gods. He didn’t even need to alter how Percy saw the gods because he could already see the resentment Percy had of his dad, mirroring his own. He was absolutely sure he had Percy on his side but he didn’t account for one thing, Percy’s fatal flaw. Percy’s loyalty to his family and friends supersedes all else. Luke can’t betray Annabeth, almost kill him, Grover and Annabeth, put his mother in a dangerous position, and then expect him to be on his side. That is where he fails.

#i wanna give the writers a kiss on the forehead #tuck them in #MWAH #EXPERT WRITING #flawless execution #percy jackson #luke castellan #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson the lightning thief #pjo tv #annabeth chase #grover underwood #percy series #pjo tv show #walker scobell #charlie bushnell #fatal flaw being loyalty is so real

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swordsandflowercrowns · 4 months

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'family, Luke. you promised' is hitting so much harder after Ares' commentary on the godly family. like 'olympians fight. we betray. we backstab',,, Luke is so resentful of the gods and the family he was born into, but is unable to escape how they raised him. he fights. he betrays. he backstabs. he may have promised Annabeth family but he couldn't give her the genuine, unconditional love Percy can. he is a villain of the gods' own making, the product of their dysfunctional family. he could never turn out different. the NEXT line Ares says is 'we will push anyone down a flight of stairs to get ahead', which Percy had EXPLICITLY defied in the previous episode when he pushed Annabeth down the stairs to sacrifice himself. Percy's fatal flaw of loyalty is breaking the cycle of violence, he is creating the family Luke was never going to be able to give her.

#charlie bushnell's luke my beloved #I am. so INCREDIBLY feral about the choices they made in the betrayal scene #I am tucking everyone in the writers room into the coziest beds #whilst sobbing violently #luke castellan #annabeth chase #ares pjo #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo disney+#pjo tv show #pjo series #pjo spoilers

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fellatitledthemf · 1 month

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Me going trough #luke castellan hoping to see more cool ass essays 'bout his character but instrad it's all smut writers like:

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vcgardenia · 2 months

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Luke Castellan x Chrysanthis Green (OC) - One Last Time

wc: 2358

cw: angst, p in v, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it unless it's for story purposes), kissing

a/n: writing this made me rly sad so I'm gonna go eat some chocolate now

Chrysanthis wanted to kill him. She wanted to punch him in the face, then kick him, then drown him, then stab him. Then she would watch as he withered away into oblivion. Instead she just walked away.

“Chrys, wait!” Luke ran after Chrysanthis, “I wouldn’t have come here if I didn’t need you.” That made Chrys stop. Need her? He had seemed to be able to function just fine without her for the past two years, why on earth did he need her now?

“Why. Are. You. Here? ” Chrysanthis said her sentence slowly, enunciating each word so he perfectly understood her question.

“Percy’s a damn good swordsman.” Luke chuckled as he opened his jacket and lifted his shirt, showing off a wide gash across his abdomen.

“Oh gods.” Chrys instinctively went to touch the wound, seeing the level of damage it had caused to his organs. She caught herself and stepped back; returning to a cold face of indifference,

“Why should I help you?” This took Luke a bit by surprise, which only infuriated Chrysanthis further. Did he think he could just waltz back into her life, did he think she would of her own will help the enemy?

“I-i, I don’t have anywhere else to go. My best healers are gone and, you're the best healer I know.” Chrysanthis rolled her eyes, trying to hold back a smile,

“Flattery will get you nowhere.” She started walking again and Luke followed behind her silently.

They continued walking until they got to her apartment, where Chrysanthis turned around to Luke,

“You aren’t going to make a sound. I’ll step in and make sure the coast is clear, then you’re going to run to my room.”

“Trying to hide me Chrys?” She glared at him.

“You’re lucky I’m helping you at all. Now wait here.” Chrys went into the apartment, leaving the smallest crack in the door. After a few seconds of waiting, Chrysanthis stuck out her hand, and waved him in.

As he stepped in he couldn’t help but have his mouth agape,

“You have an apartment this nice in New York?” Chrys hushed him, trying to get him to her bedroom door. All of a sudden, she heard voices from the other room, shit. Scarlett walked out of the room, and stopped in her tracks when she saw Luke.

“You’re back early…” she went to the kitchen to get some food, “Who might you be?”

“I’m uh, just a friend.” Chrysanthis scoffed. He was not a friend.

“Okay ‘just a friend’, would you like some water?” She handed him a cup and then grabbed Chrysanthis by the arm, dragging her out of Luke’s earshot to yell at her in a hush, “Christi, you have not brought a man home in years. What is going on right now?” Chrysanthis sighed,

“It’s complicated. I just have to help him out right now okay?”

“Okay…” Scarlett eyed Luke up and down, “He’s really hot Chris.”

Luke put his cup in the sink and gave Scarlett his signature Hermes grin. Scarlett had to restrain herself from giggling, not her fault of course, it was one of Luke’s gifts. That and his shit-eating grin.

“Thank you so much for the water, I was very thirsty.” Gods, Chrys wanted to get out of this situation.

“Luke, let’s go.” Luke gave her a sarcastic look, aw man, I was having so much fun! She returned it with another one of her glares. He quickly obeyed.

They went into Chrys’ room and she quickly shut the door behind them. Chrys turned her head when she heard a snickering sound, it was coming from Luke.

“I haven’t done one of those smiles in years,” he paused to chuckle more, “her face was absolutely priceless.” He couldn’t hold it back any longer, he started laughing.

Chrysanthis couldn’t help but laugh too, thinking back it was a pretty funny face. They both were laughing so hard she started to fall down to the ground, and Luke had to hold onto her shoulder to keep her steady. After a few minutes of them just laughing in each other's presence, they died down.

Chrysanthis quickly took Luke’s arm away from her shoulder, standing up straight so as not to make any more movements towards him.

“I’ll get the disinfectant.” She opened her cabinet, pulling it out, along with some ambrosia she kept in case of emergency. “Sit on the bed.”

Chrysanthis gave him the ambrosia to drink while she got some gauze and cotton for his wound.

“Okay, let me see it.” Luke took off his shirt, wincing at the contact between fabric and wound. Chrys carefully inspected it, placing her hand on the open wound.

She sealed it shut by using the ambrosia within his system and directing it towards his wound. Then she got out the stitches. As she was stitching his abdomen back into one piece, Luke piped up.

“How have you been?” Chrysanthis tilted her head, her eyes still focused on the stitching,

“Well after you up and left, I thought a change of setting would be good for me.”

“I-i never meant to up and leave you. I was going to tell you I swear it’s just-”

“If you had asked me I would have gone, Luke.” Chrysanthis blurted out. “If you had talked to me about it, if you had-, if you had just told me what was going on in that head of yours, I would have.” Luke was silent, tears threatening to leave his eyes and spill. But he couldn’t let them. If they did they would be spilling out of him for ages.

“Chrysanthis I-” he choked out.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s no use now is it? I have my life and you have yours.”

She went back to her stitching, already halfway done. Luke marveled at how efficiently her hands worked. The speed, the precision… the softness. Her hands were still just as soft as they were years ago when they belonged only to him.

Chrysanthis on the other hand, marveled at how much Luke had changed. His entire figure was more rugged and built from the battles. She grieved the loss of his once soft and beautiful skin. What had the world done to him? To her love? No. It was no use thinking about the past, Chrysanthis knew that. So she focused back on work.

“What’s your job? We used to talk about it all the time, what job we would have if we made it past the age of 18.” He chuckled, reflecting back to when they were so young, so naive.

“I’m a biochemical engineer. I work in a research lab at a university and make enough to afford this place.” She gestured to the apartment around her, the smallest smile cracking on her face. “Oh my gods.” Chrysanthis stopped her stitchwork.

“What is it what’s wrong?” Luke stiffened his body, more attentive of everything around him.

“Remember when you said you wanted to be a firefighter.” Chrysanthis broke down laughing, “And then you- for Halloween you dressed up as one, and it was the most dollar store looking outfit ever made but you were so happy so no one said anything-”

Chrys took a few more seconds to compose herself, as Luke relaxed his body and put his hands over his face, trying to get the image out of his head. “Why would you remind me of that?”

“I still have pictures from that stupid polaroid camera I bought at the dollar store.” She giggled guiltily.

“Well hey one of us is like, helping find the cure to cancer and the other is holding onto big aspirations of being a firefighter so I think we both know who won.” Luke chuckled.

“Hey, that is a very noble aspiration, don't be so hard on yourself.” Chrysanthis joked. Luke looked into her eyes with sincerity,

“Seriously Chrys, I’m really proud of you.” Chrys smiled up at him before continuing with her stitching. “Hey, random question, why did your friend call you Christi?” Chrysanthis half smiled as she moved her head down to focus on Luke's stitching.

“Well Chrysanthis doesn’t really roll right off the tongue and it kinda puts a big ol’ target on my back, so I changed it.” Luke furrowed his brow, bringing up her head with his hand,

“Well, I like Chrysanthis a lot better than any other stupid name people call you.”

She gave an unfeigned smile, forgetting the last time someone had called her that. Chrysanthis leaned in, allowing their lips to be mear atoms apart. They just stared at each other, neither one looking away from the other's gaze. Chrys sighed, blowing air into his face.

“We can’t do this Luke…” She tilted her head, not changing their distance.

“I know.” Luke cupped her face in his hand, shutting his eyes and sighing deeply. His eyes glistening once more with tears he refused to shed.

“Gods. I miss you so much Luke.” Chrys’ eyes were now also filling up with water, tears that had been stored inside of her for 2 years, 5 months, and 16 days.

Luke lifted up Chrysanthis from her kneeling position, placing her on top of him on the bed. She laid down on his chest, earning a short groan with a mix of pain and lust from Luke. She could feel his heartbeat flutter at her touch. Chrys looked up at Luke’s face, slowly making her way to it so that they were once again only atoms apart.

“You-” Luke whispered into her mouth, “You would have left your entire life behind for me?”

“Oh Luke,” she sadly chuckled out the words, “I would have done anything for you.” Chrysanthis finally planted a bittersweet kiss on his cheek, refusing to feel his mouth on her own.

Luke carefully unzipped the dress that Chrysanthis was still wearing from the night's festivities. Being sure not to damage it in its beauty. He quickly took off his pants and boxers, allowing himself to be completely vulnerable and naked in her presence.

She took off her panties, caressing his face as she entered him. They both whimpered at first contact, it had been so long since they had taken each other. There was no doubt they had taken others in between, but this was special, this was different.

Chrysanthis could feel the veins in his member as they perfectly brushed her clit, allowing a feeling of absolute pleasure to move through her body. Now that they had settled in, Chrysanthis set a pace. She rode on his dick, remembering every sensation, every part of the interaction, knowing it could very well be their last.

Luke kept hold of her hips, ensuring that she was stable and steady. His eyes were already rolling to the back of his head, trying to keep control of himself for her. Chrysanthis took hold of Luke's curls, feeling out the texture she had so long been deprived of.

The feeling of their bodies moving together was addictive. She never wanted to stop feeling him inside of her, he was a piece of her that had been missing for over two years, and she wasn’t quite ready to take it out yet.

The feeling of taking him raw was heavenly, and as Luke reached his peak inside Chrysanthis' vulva, an all too familiar warm liquid filled her hole with joyous contentment. Chrys reached her peak soon after, however she did not allow it to stop the rhythm.

And so they continued for as long as their bodies would allow them too. Until they were passed out in each other's arms from pure exhaustion. Until the hearts inside of their bodies halted in resignation.

♥♥♥

It was late, late night when they had finally finished being inside one another. They collapsed, side by side, just as they had all those years before.

“I love you.” Luke whispered out. Chrysanthis just laid there refusing to acknowledge that he had actually said that to her, “I love you” he repeated. As if saying it again would create less of a pit in her stomach.

“No, you-”

“I know. Just let me say it.”

“No. You can’t just say you love me and then up and leave again!”

“For fucks sake Chrysanthis I had no choice! That was two years ago!” Chrysanthis was now sat up, the tears rolling down her cheeks coming straight from her arsenal.

“Let’s make sure we make one thing very clear. You… are a selfish, self-serving piece of shit.” She took a deep breath, “You abandoned me 2 years ago. Because you couldn’t even be enough of a man to ask me if I would go with you. Tell me why that is Luke.”

“Chrysanthis I-”

“Leave my room, and my apartment. I never want to see your fucking face ever again.”

Luke thought of saying something, but he went against it. He rushed putting back on his clothes, forcefully opened the door to Chrysanthis’ room, and walked out. Chrys sauntered over to the front door, only doing so out of courtesy.

As Luke put on his coat to leave, he turned around to face Chrysanthis once more,

“You’re going to end up sad and alone, you know that right? All the defensive shit is just one of your fucked up coping mechanisms.”

“Yeah and why do you think I have coping mechanisms in the first place? Whose fault is that daddy's broken toy?” Luke shook his head.

“You know for the record, I didn’t not ask you to come with me because I was scared, or because I thought you would side with that shithead Percy.” He opened the door out of the apartment, “I didn't ask because I didn’t want you seeing what I would turn into.”

“Well then, I guess we both dodged a bullet then huh?”

“Yeah, guess we did.” Luke slammed the door behind him, leaving both of them in buckets of tears that would never be able to fully empty the loaded tanks of tears they had inside of them.

That was the last time Chrysanthis Green ever saw Luke Castellan.

#luke castellan #luke castellan smut #charlie bushnell #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #fem reader #female reader #smut #x reader #luke castellan x reader #ao3 writer #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #writers on tumblr #writing #writerscommunity #'im sitting eyes wide open and i got one thing stuck in my mind #wondering if i just dodged a bullet or just lost the love of my life

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ssavinggrace · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Summary:

this is a bit of the last chapter of TSOM because thsts where the story starts.

#pjato #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #thalia grace #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo fic #writers on tumblr #pjato fanfic #au

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bountycancelled · 4 months

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(un)secret admirer

luke castellan x child of aphrodite!reader

tip me on kofi, if you feel so inclined

requested: nope, I'm just currently obsessing over pjo (aren't we all?) and Charlie bushnell is my pookie so luke is also my pookie (what about all the people he murdered– what murdaaaa?!)

warnings: none I believe!

content: probably ooc luke becusse I haven't read the books, I don't know if demigods even nap, I don't remember the movies and he's barely in the show lol, some cuddling, lowercase intended because fuck grammar, also I know demi gods are dyslexic i just dont gaf because i thought this concept was cute, that's all!

a/n: SEND ME PJO REQS! please. also this is short and I'm sorry, I've been having horrid writers block.

"I don't get what the big deal is." Lukes voice could be heard from where he sat on your bed, as you gazed at the piece of paper in your hand, pacing back and forth in your room as you analysed its every minute detail to the best of your abilities. "you get letters from the other campers all the time."

"I already told you Luke. this handwriting isn't the same as any other letter I've gotten, so that means it's from someone who's never sent me a note before, and I need to know who it is."

you had recieved a myriad of letters ranging from 'I think you're pretty' to 'I would sacrifice my right arm just to get a hug from you' during your time here at camp. beyond being drop dead gorgeous, you were kind, always wearing a charming smile on your face, and having the ability to comfort people with your presence alone.

that (coupled with the facts that most kids here had some kind of parental baggage and your kindness definitely filled some kind of void) meant that you recieved many a words from not so secret admirers. you were sure that you knew the identities of the people who had given you sealed envelopes and tightly folded papers, but you were currently stumped.

you were startled out of your staring contest with the scribbled ink by the feeling of Lukes arms around your shoulders as he spoke. "I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually, now can you please come back to bed? you know that I can't nap if you're not with me."

you sighed, letting him lead you back to your bed so that he could rest before you two inevitable of the two of you needing to help around the camp occured. you stared up at the ceiling as he slowly started to dose off beside you, before you gasped and shot up, effectively spooking him out of a peaceful moment.

"it's Percy!" you shushed Luke before he had the chance to complain about your sudden exclamation or the fact that you weren't letting him get a wink of midday sleep. "I mean, he's just met me, and one of my friends probably told him some stuff about me–"

"it's not Percy." Luke deadpanned, pushing you down by the shoulder from the upright postpone you were sat in to make you lay back down, and wrapping his arm around your waist. you were shocked into silence, because although Luke was an affectionate friend, he had never cuddled you while he was still awake. he would always wake up and discovering that he had wrapped around you in his sleeping state, apologising sheepishly while retracting his limbs.

after a few moments of stunned silence, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at his statement. "and how do you know it's not him, huh?" he simply blew air from his nose, tightening his grip around your waist.

"because it was me, sweetheart."

now that shut you up fairly quickly, as you bit your lip to try to hinder the giddy smile that wanted to form on your features. you opened your mouth to speak again, only to be interrupted by Luke placing a small kiss on the back of your neck.

"we'll talk when we wake up, alright?" but you weren't having any of that. "okay... but, before you go to bed. how long have you liked me? is this actually the first letter you've sent? why wouldn't you just tell me, you idiot. obviously I like you too. I know you said some stuff that you like about me in the letter, but I want you to tell me about everything you like about me, like every feature, every trait-"

Luke chuckled, sporting a big grin as you spoke. he would tell you all of that and more, he would do anything you asked of him, just as long as he got to hold you in his arms just like this.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy series #pjo tv show #pjo x reader #pjo x you #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan angst #luke castellan apologist #luke castellan fluff #luke castellan fic #luke castellan fanfiction #luke castellan pjo #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan blurb #luke castellan x fem!reader

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sovksluv · 2 months

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hi! could you do something with luke castellan x a lowkey bitchy reader? like very snarky and kinda bratty, but is only rly sweet to him?

sparks

𖤐 . pairing - Luke Castellan x gn!reader

𖤐. summary - you’re a hater at heart (so real) buuuuut you have the sweetest soft spot for your sweetest “best friend”

𖤐 . content includes - mean/hater!reader (as you should), random (probably douchey) ares kid, allusions to crushes, the word loser (im watching it so that’s in my mind rn)

𖤐 . word count - 536

𖤐 . taglist - @perseus-jackass @niktwazny303 @st4rzl7

𖤐 . a/n - sorry this sucks 😭 but i hope you guys like it !! also i had smth else to say but i forgot it so oh well

“okay?” you retorted, dragging out the ‘y,’ venom laced between the waves of your words. the Ares kid in front of you — whom you were arguing with, paused, face red and searing with anger, searching for his next comeback.

you smirked in a momentary victory, preparing to finish off your battle with clever last words however, your attention was drawn away at the shuffling beside you.

the familiar warmth of a hand on your leg sent your head flying to the side, face immediately lighting up as your eyes were engulfed in the ever so familiar sight of his chocolate curls.

“hey, Sparks! what’s happening?” said Luke, who then began immediately stuffing his face, eyes never leaving yours.

the beaming smile on your face was a great contrast to your previous heated moment, which you had just been reminded of at the sound of a throat clearing.

both of your attention was drawn to the Ares kid who had yet to leave, unlike others who were in his situation before. “what are you still doing here?” you snapped, firing up again.

after a moment of silenced shock, he went to speak again, only to be cut off. “i asked a question! now leave!”

he scoffed, slamming his palms on the table as he dramatically stomped away. “he should win an award with all that drama.” you sneered, eyes practically rolling into the bag of your head.

Luke snorted from beside you, hiding an amused smirk with his chewing as he gave you a look, eyebrows raised. “what!” you yelled, a smile taking over your features again.

he shrugged, failing to hide his laughter as you playfully shoved him, your own laughter following suit. “nothing, nothing!”

you laughed, eyes brightening with fiery joy. “why are you laughing at me, Luke?” he smiled, eyes tightly scrunching as he scooted himself closer to you, erupting warmth throughout the both of you.

“it’s just funny,” he reasoned, suddenly breaking your eye contact to stare at his empty, devoured plate.

your eyebrow raised, interest peaked as you shoved him again, his head instantly turning back to you. “what is?”

“your attitude.” he quipped, very, very slight fear etched in his words.

“my attitude?”

“yes your attitude. like- you’re so sassy to everyone.”

you scoffed, eyes scrunching up. “well, everyone but you.”

Luke thought for a second, realization crossing over his face. “yeah. everyone but me. why?” he asked, smirk returning and eyebrows raising in anticipation.

“because I like you.” you answered, voice strong despite your weary insides, hoping Luke would fail to understand what you were truly saying.

he softly chuckled, his sweet smirk reappearing. “yeah, cus’ i’m special.”

you snorted, “yeah, you really are special.”

Luke scoffed in offense, and now it was his turn to shove you, dramatically crossing his arms at your words.

“whatever, Sparks. you’re just a hater.”

you laughed, dragging your body closer to his as the two of you continued firing snarky remarks back and forth.

neither of you seemed to notice or care about the stares from the campers around you.

it was unlikely that anyone would understand your unexplained softness towards the hermes boy. they just didn’t understand you like he did.

losers.

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mydairpercabeth · 4 months

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My favorite change the writers made to the show was completely removing romantic feelings between Luke and Annabeth. It makes everything so much more intriguing. Luke isnt just the older boy she had a crush on since he rescued her. He isnt just the object of Percy's jealousy. He’s her chosen brother. He took her in when every adult in her life failed her. He essentially raised her. He was the stability she needed. And he equally feels responsible for Annabeth. He has seen how the gods treat a seven year old and it is part of his resentment to them. He says that hes always going to pick her side. When we get to the finale (and future seasons) it's absolutely going to break my heart ten times harder than the books.

#and he has a similar connection with percy #oh the writers ate with this one #SYMMETRY #luke castellan i got your tea #i was rooting for you #till you hurt my girl #luke castellan #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson the lightning thief #pjo tv #percy series #pjo tv show #walker scobell #charlie bushnell #leah sava jeffries

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reiniesainyo · 3 months

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IN BETWEEN. charlie bushnell x reader – 03

03 | ENCHANTED previous | next | masterfile

SYNPOSIS. when a girl's co-star is good to her and now she wants it more than everything in between. (smau)

A/N. i'm going through a rough / stressful period and i find this series and writing it very therapeutic so here we are! this chapter takes place around episode 7 release, i'm not really inclined to write about the filming in between for some reason (unless you'd be interested)

liked by walker.scobell, thelnarchives, and 262,287 others rickriordan With the release of the new PJO series on Disney+, I'm happy to announce that to celebrate I've partnered with some of your favorite authors and close friends of mine to present to you all a new look into the lives of our favorite demigods!

WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A HALF-BLOOD will go online for free this February 20, 2024!

Click the link in bio for more info! PS: A sneak peak from our writers on the other slides

thelnarchive ... WHAT THE??? i have to manifest a chapter for my girl, manifesting a chapter or more please or even just one mention ↳ iamcharliebushnell YOU DIDN'T KNOW EITHER?????

user1 HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT????

user2 1) more stories about characters and 2) WRITTEN BY OTHER AUTHORS???? WHO COULD BE IN THIS PROJECT ↳ user3 i'm manifesting a story about tahlia and jason as kids oh my god

iamcharliebushnell imagine releasing a whole anthology to celebrate? that's the best author right there

user4 ohhh we're eating so good

walker.scobell another book and there's still not enough percy jackson in this world keep it coming i love your work ↳ aryansimhadri Imo too much percy maybe some more grover ↳ leahsavajeffries wrong there should be more annabeth

dior.n.goodjohn the gc going wild with this news

🃏 @CHILDOFHECATE what are your guys guesses for the stories in what it means to be a half-blood??? 🗨 32 comments 🔁 150 retweets ❤️ 456 likes

user1 a jason and tahlia story about them as kids, just a delve into their childhood

user2 more stuff on luke and rina, as individuals and as a couples- like i totally see a luke perspective on some situations or a conversation they had being in the book ↳ CHILDOFHECATE honestly i think it'd be so cool if they went like contemporary and also gave us maybe a poem or transcript / screenplay of a conversation between luke and rina

user3 stories about annabeth, tahlia, and luke's time before camp maybe fighting monsters together or just trying to survive ↳ user4 watch me cry over this one

user5 i just see a lot of delving into the lives of the original trio and also like the original supporting characters to like tahlia, luke, rina, even rachel

user6 grover's childhood! i really wanna see that or some parts of the story from his perspective

user7 Angst.

liked by iamcharliebushnell, aryansimhadri, and 320,372 others thelnarchives celebrating with the half-bloods

iamcharliebushnell when you're so excited over new lore you go and have dinner to talk about it ↳ thelnarchives this means so much to us

user1 YN IN THE SECOND SLIDE OH SHE'S GOREGOUS

user2 her face card never declines ↳ user3 it even has like benefits and a perfect credit score

dior.n.goodjohn fans first cast second ↳ thelnarchives this show has more more dressed up than my wedding

user4 this cast is so cute it's crazy

walker.scobell the 3rd pic >>> ↳ iamcharliebushnell oh so true ↳ i.am.andrew.alvarez a banger photo ↳ thelnarchives phone hijackers.

user5 the little black dress is doing so good for her, if i saw her in public i would've fainted ↳ user6 i can't believe i live in the same city as this girl like we breathe the same air???

leahsavajeffries i'm sat for the release, we're sat ↳ thelnarchives this is MY superbowl

aryansimhadri i feel excluded out of the 3rd photo ↳ thelnarchives that's okay because you're one of the girls ↳ iamcharliebushnell wait that's not fair

user7 aryan being part of the girls is so real and charlie wanting in is so cute

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mirabel-on-a-bicycle · 4 months

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I cannot say this enough, Charlie Bushnell fucking killed it this season. I hadn’t come across a single non book reader take before the finale that he could be the lightening thief. Like it was wild out there. Everyone was mentally preparing to get betrayed by Grover or Anabeth. People were gushing over Luke left and right. Some of them could literally see Sally or even Thalia (?!?) stealing the bolt before raising an eyebrow at him. Like they’re all great theories sure, but the fact remains that Charlie played Luke SO deceptively well, spewing hint after hint from the beginning, things that you can’t UNSEE in the second viewing, and still got away with it flawlessly✨ and idk I just feel so smug and proud?? like hell yeah those are my ultra talented writers and that’s Charlie and NO ONE holds a candle to him and also can someone tell me how those girls on tiktok are doing now i kinda wanna know :]

#credit was due. i’ve known what was gonna happen for like 10 years and even i was blown away #gosh it was SO difficult to see him as the thief i don’t blame anyone. he’s too good #like THE WAY his soft happy cinnamon little face just. twisted into that bitter hurtful angry expression in an instant ugghf #FLOORED #percy jackson #pjotv #pjo tv show #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #the betrayal scene

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vcgardenia · 2 months

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Luke Castellan x Chrysanthis Green (OC) - The Beginning of the End

wc: 1533

a/n: a lot of this is a prologue as I just build up for future angst but I had a rly fun time writing thisss

Chrysnathis put away the beakers she had used that day, making sure they had been thoroughly cleaned before being placed back in the cupboard.

“Hey Christi! A few of us are going out for drinks tonight, wanna join?”

“Um, I don’t know Jake, I'm pretty tired.” Chrysanthis started packing up her bags, looking at her watch to make sure she didn’t miss the next train.

“Chris, it’s Friday night and you’ve been in a funk all week.” Jake extended his hand with a smile, “Come out with us! I promise it’ll be fun.” He added, as if that made it so much more appealing. Chrysanthis let out a sigh of resignation.

“Well I guess, if it’ll be fun…”

“It will.” Jake assured her. Looking deeply into her eyes.

“Okay okay I’ll go. But let me go home so I can change into something less… sad” Jake chuckled as he put his hands in surrender,

“No problem. 7 o’clock, you know the bar.” He grinned.

As he walked away Chrysanthis finished packing up her satchel. She looked around the lab that she worked at, it was one of the best research labs in the country and after breezing through her certification for biochemistry, the job was practically offered to her.

She recognized how lucky she was, how special the place she worked at was, but some part of her just wasn’t there, half of her, in fact.

As she walked out of the lab she put on one earbud, looking at her phone for the time. She walked down the green subway stairs next to the lab, careful not to bump into the hundreds of people coming out the other way.

Living in New York still felt like a fever dream to Chrysanthis. After leaving camp two years ago it seemed like the obvious choice, and she really had such a great life here. So why didn’t it feel right?

Once Chrysanthis got to her apartment, she tossed the keys, took off her shoes, and laid flat on the couch. Peace at last.

“Hey Christi can I borrow your pads?” She sighed. Peace could only last for so long.

“Yea one second I’ll get them for you.” Chrysanthis shared her apartment with two girls she had met during her first year here, Scarlett and Cordelia. Since she paid half of the rent, she got the master bedroom while they shared the spare. It was nice to think she had a space all to herself, a space she had worked to get.

She wondered if any of the kids at Camp Half Blood survived long enough to have that feeling. Once again she recognized how lucky she was. So lucky to not have her head mauled off by an evil demon. She didn’t feel great that that’s what was defined as lucky for her kind.

She hadn’t had a monster attack in a while, and it was slightly off putting. She knew there was a reason for it, nothing happened by coincidence in her world. Everything had a purpose.

She snapped herself out of it, giving Cordelia her pads and then looking in her closet to see what she should wear. A certain green, spaghetti strap dress caught her eye.

From far away it would look like any old forest green party dress, but up close you could see the gorgeous hand stitched leaf pattern that had been sewn there by a friend of hers back at camp, daughter of Athena naturally. She had added her own flair of sparkly beads that worked beautifully with the cut. After staring at it for five minutes, Chrysanthis tried it on.

“Scarlett’s home!” Cordelia yelled from the kitchen. Chrysanthis came out of her room, getting her things together for 7.

“Oh. My. God.” Scarlett dragged out each word with exaggerated enunciation. “I think I have just died and gone to heaven you look fucking gorgeous.” Chrysanthis giggled at the compliment, doing a little twirl to further show off the look.

Cordelia gasped, causing both Chrysanthis and Scarlett to turn their heads. Cordelia dismissed their concerned gaze, running to her bathroom at a record pace. After sounds of cupboard doors opening and slamming, she finally came running back.

“These are for you!” In Cordelia’s hand were three condoms, Chrysanthis stared at her for a good minute before everyone burst out laughing. “Okay okay but seriously have safe sex! I am not ready to be an auntie.” Chrysanthis rolled her eyes,

“Okay mom.” She waved goodbye to her roommates before exiting for the bar.

It wasn’t unusual for her and her coworkers to go out for drinks on a Friday afternoon, but as Chrysanthis stepped into the bar that night, something felt different.

“Chris! You made it!” Her friend Laila walked up to her, wearing a dark red dress that matched the shade of her lips.

“You know I can’t miss our weekly tea spill.” Chrysanthis joked. “I absolutely love your braids, when did you get them done?”

“Girl, I got them done last week! You need to come to the microbiology wing more often.”

“You’re right you’re right.” Chrysanthis conceded. They went over to the bar stools, where some of their co-workers had already congregated.

Chrysanthis leaned in, trying to keep her voice down,

“Honestly the only reason I came here is because Jake looked like he was going to cry if I didn’t.” Laila shook her head,

“Why are you so resistant to him? He’s attractive, intelligent, and isn’t a total douche!” Chrysanthis sighed,

“Those are practically impossible to find here.”

“I don’t know. It’s your life, so do what you want, but I would give it a chance. Jeez, have you had a single boyfriend since I met you?”

Chrysanthis felt a shiver down her back. Someone was watching her, and they were paying extra close attention to the point of carelessness now. If she focused, she could find them easily in the crowd. “Not to judge of course, lord knows my dating history is a mess.” Laila chuckled, bringing Chrysanthis back to where she was sitting.

“No. Just one nighters unfortunately.”

“See! Even more reason to just give Jake a shot!”

“But what if then he just becomes a fling? I mean how awkward would that be? We work together every day.”

“Hey, Lola and Brad got divorced and are still able to work together. You’ll be fine either way.”

“I appreciate the vote of confidence Laila.” They both laughed as they sipped on the drinks they had ordered.

It had gotten later, and Chrysanthis had made her rounds with coworkers, now she was sitting in a booth and was bored out of her mind. Laila always left early to get her eight hours, and Chrysanthis really couldn’t think of anyone else she wanted to talk to right now. She was about to leave when Jake slid into the opposite side of her booth and smiled.

“Hey.”

“Hey!” Jake replied. They sat in silence for a little while listening to the music, “Y’know I love that they went for Irish pub with the interior design, it makes the place look so much more interesting.”

“Yeah.” Why was she so dry? Why was she incapable of holding a conversation with a perfectly nice man? Chrysanthis turned to Jake, still not sure if what was about to come out of her mouth was a good idea, “Would you like to kiss Jake?” His eyes lit up.

“Are you in a sober state of mind to make that decision?” Chrysanthis laughed, that was kind of funny.

“Yes.” She leaned across the table to kiss him, letting whatever tension he was feeling linger. He quickly kissed back, moving over to her side of the booth. He was quite tall, and at this angle his face was hovering over hers, which was a good feature for him to have. She started introducing tongue, trying to be slow and intentional with her movements.

She felt the presence again. It was even more obvious this time. Chrysanthis opened her eyes and for a split second she saw a man with all too familiar black curly hair and sharp jawline. The second she saw him he was gone, he had shapeshifted back into the background of what was supposed to be a fairytale kiss. Chrysanthis pulled away.

“I’m sorry, I think I’m going to head home now, I had one too many martinis.” She half-laughed, trying to make the situation less awkward.

“Oh, okay. No worries I totally get that…” Chrysanthis started making her way out of the booth,

“Uhh hey Chris?” Chrysanthis turned around in response, “Would you want to… do this again sometime?” She sighed,

“Yea! Totally.” She then stepped out of the pub and back into the streets of New York City. Her apartment was only a few blocks away from the bar, so she thought it would be safe to just walk home. As she walked across the street in her 3 inch heels, she could feel the warm heat of a car light about to hit her, that is before she was magically on the other side of the street. But it wasn’t magic, it was,

“Luke.”

“Hey Chrys.”

#luke castellan #luke castellan smut #charlie bushnell #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson #fem reader #female reader #smut #x reader #luke castellan x reader #new york #nyc #creative writing #writers on tumblr #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic #ao3 writer

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indecisivemuch · 4 months

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Absolutely overwhelmed by the amount of love for Look at me.

I've had writer's block for like a year, so it's great to just write again.

I'm gonna be entirely honest, I wrote that fic because the idea was causing me to lose focus while revising for my exams. But after publishing, my urge to write became stronger instead (plan backfired lol). I managed to come up with 11 Luke Castellan and Charlie Bushnell fic ideas in the last 24 hours, which in any other circumstances would have been amazing, but not mid-exam season.

So, unfortunately, no new fics for the next two weeks 😭. I will definitely write a lot more once my exams are over.

Thank you again for all the love ahhhh. (If you haven't read Look at me, go read it ✨)

#luke castellan x reader #indecisivemuch’s logs

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phykios · 4 months

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Review: We Take A Zebra To Vegas

Allow me to dispense with the flowery opening and say: it’s disappointing that this episode seems to have taken a step back in quality when the writers of PJO TV have proven that they are more than capable of good television.

Allow me also a personal rant: it’s rich for Riordan to post like teehee no references to those movie abominations here! Only to pull the exact same trick in the Lotus Casino scene, only swapping out “Pokerface” for “Levitating.”

At least “Pokerface” was thematically relevant!

The episode wasn’t totally a waste, though. There are some things I liked, and I shall list them here:

Kronos in the guise of Percy’s headmaster from episode 1 was very cool–it speaks to the ideas of hierarchy and authority, and immediately casts him as someone who neither plays fair, nor cares to play fair. I liked it a lot.

There’s something really intriguing about the use of VR and the search for Pan. I wish they did more with it.

Is Annabeth pickpocketing Hermes a little op? Possibly, but I liked that instead of getting mad he was just like alright. Respect.

Surprisingly, I’m not bothered by the change to have them miss the solstice deadline. I wish I could remember who said it, but I saw a post on here which said this change actually strengthens Percy’s character, by demonstrating how his goal is no longer just “save my mother” but now wholly includes “save the world,” and I think that is a great reading.

Sadly, that’s kind of all I’ve got for good things. And the exposition in this episode was some of the worst. Beyond just laying out all of Luke’s backstory and motivations for no reason, there’s just basic, egregious, awful examples of telling and not showing. What’s more effective, having someone simply say “oh btw the lotus magic is pumped into the air,” or having the camera linger on some kind of ventilation box with a label that says something like “LOTUS FLOWER MAGIC” or whatever, or even like, the camera following the pipes out of the casino into some sort of magic lotus farm. The former is beyond boring; the latter at least creates some kind of narrative tension: When are they going to find out? What are they going to forget?

But no. Instead of interesting camerawork or utilization of the set, all we get are people standing around and talking.

Help us, Charlie Bushnell. You’re our only hope.

Stray thought (there is only one for this episode): Uncle Rick, I say this with love and respect, but the Percy Jackson movies are almost fifteen years old at this point. For the love of god, move the fuck on.

#sasha reviews #pjo tv #pjo spoilers #pjo tv spoilers #a short one and a uh #salty one

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bluemoose86 · 2 years

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I’ve focused a lot on Dior’s casting but NOW ITS TIME FOR LUKE’S

(Luke apologists and Lukabeth and/or Lukercy shippers DNI. If I see any Luke apology comments or comments that defend Lukabeth/Lukercy/honestly any Luke ship in a similar vein, they will be deleted IMMEDIATELY.)

My fucking god the amount of SEXUALIZATION this man has already endured. My guys. HE IS BARELY 18. I am posting this on June 22, 2022. Charlie Bushnell made an Instagram post about his 18th birthday that is dated FIVE DAYS AGO. I don’t care if he’s of legal age. He’s practically a child still. If you are a grown ass person who is openly simping for Luke’s actor…do I have to spell out for you how problematic that is? Probably: ITS WEIRD AND CREEPY. STOP. (This also applies to Clarisse’s actress esp bc she’s still a legal minor but this is Luke’s post so I’m focusing on that). If you’re younger then fine but if you’re not…leave him alone

I’ve seen quite a few posts that are like “Luke shouldn’t be hot since he’s so creepy/he’s the bad guy.” 1) Him being hot shouldn’t be a surprise if you’ve read the books since Percy described him as attractive, Annabeth had a crush on him, Silena had a crush on him, and probably other campers did too. Before his betrayal, Luke was popular and well liked. He was also aware of his looks and used them to his advantage, like when he charmed Silena to Kronos’s side. Making him unattractive would be a huge disservice to his character imo. 2) I’ve also seen several posts that are like “how am I supposed to hate Luke if he’s hot 😫😫” or “maybe I am a Luke apologist 👀.” it’s fine if these are jokes but if you are actually willing to excuse the creepy and awful things Luke has done just because he’s hot…I don’t know what to tell you. Hot people can be terrible too!!! I hate to be the one to tell you that but it’s true. God the amount of Luke apologists that are going to come crawling out of the woodwork…

Look at the age difference between Luke’s actor and Percy and Annabeth’s actors. Just look at it. If you think it’s ok to ship them fully knowing and seeing their age gap of SEVEN YEARS then I don’t know what the fuck to tell you. “B-but Luke didn’t like Annabeth until she was older-“ shut the fuck up. At the end of TLO, when Luke asks Annabeth if she ever loved him (yes this was romantic, no I don’t take criticism), Annabeth and Percy are 16. Luke is 23. He is still an adult who has romantic feelings for a minor. If you support that, you’re sick. That’s it.

That being said, I SINCERELY hope that the writers will change that scene around when it comes time, because even though some people are too blinded by Luke’s hotness to notice, it’s unnecessarily creepy. If they ACTIVELY TRY and frame it as like swoon-worthy romantic I’ll throw a table out the goddamn window. It’s 2022. We don’t need this. There are plenty of other reasons to dislike Luke, just leave this one out. Yes it will give a win to the Luke apologists who are like “Him aSKiNg annABeTh iF HE evEr LOved Him WaSn’t roMANtIc iT wAS FaMIliAl AND iF YOu thINK oThERWiSe THeN YoU’rE THe CReEpy OnE” but it will also break lukabeth shippers hearts (🤮🤮🤮) and that’s a trade-off I am ok with. Like, if the show actively indulges in an adult man having feelings for a minor AND tries to milk it for drama or ship culture or whatever…we have a major problem. I just want them to be conscious of the implications behind Luke’s actions and handle them carefully.

I am also disappointed with the decisions made about Luke’s casting. NO HATE ON CHARLIE BUSHNELL—I hope he has a positive experience working on the show, and I believe he has the talent necessary to play a convincing Luke. My criticism is directed at the people behind the scenes who make these decisions for the show. 1) I hope Luke will be blond in the actual show, just as I hope Walker will have black hair. I don’t want any of the actors to be pressured to change their appearance, but if they are ok with it, I hope the folks behind the scenes will make that effort. 2) Since I nitpicked Clarisse’s age, it only seems fair that I nitpick Luke’s. In TLT, Luke is 19 years old. It says right in the book. Charlie has only JUST turned 18. Again, it’s a small issue overall, but it is something that personally bothers me. 3) His vibes are just so off to me. I can’t put my finger on exactly why, but whenever I see people like “Omg he’s so perfect for Luke!” I’m like “…is he though?” I think it’s because he’s so baby faced. He does not have the intimidating presence that Luke does, so I can only hope that his acting skills will make up the difference. I don’t think casting Charlie as Luke was a bad decision—it’s just not one I totally agree with.

Final point, please separate the actors from their characters. I know it’s been said many times but I’ll say it again. Luke does a lot of bad things in the series that Charlie will be portraying, but that does NOT mean that you should hate him for that. Respect all the actors in this project and don’t demonize them for any decisions their character’s make.

#yes this is an anti Luke post #he’s a great character and a great antagonist but he’s a terrible person and I will stand by that #pjo #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo tv adaptation #pjo disney+#PJO casting #luke castellan #charlie bushnell #rick riordan

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