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tw: tasers/electrocution
Hero flipped to avoid another attack, balancing on their hands before the momentum carried them off over the scattered crates of the warehouse. They landed on bent knees and dove out of the way when Thief went to smack them with their heel, kicking down at where their form had once been.
The hero clenched their jaw and their fist connected with Thief’s exposed side, right where they knew the kidney’s were. The master thief held back a choked gasp and collapsed onto their knees, smacking into the concrete. Hero grinned under their breath and swung onto their feet, grabbing the back of their collar.
Thief could hardly fight when they were jerked back, a rough hand pinning them onto their back. Under the mask, their face wrinkled in pain, taking jagged breaths.
“Cute,” they wheezed. “Playing dirty?”
Hero grit their teeth and frowned. “Tell me what you want with this stuff.”
The warehouse was barren, the security droids deactivated when Thief had snuck into the place. Some of the crates were smuggling a powerful energy source that had started going missing in various places. Hero had pinpointed the final location and managed to apprehend the thief before they could get their hands on it.
Except, they hadn't expected this particular thief to be behind the crime.
Their muscles were aching; they were a formidable opponent. Almost too good. Hero had been bested by them far too many times, and they were going to put them away for good this time.
“My motto is steal, don’t tell,” Thief forced a grin, but their voice was still strained from the attack on their kidney’s. “Although, if you’re willing to give me a little kiss...”
The hero went hot around the collar, but swiftly hid it by violently jostling them, yanking them up by the front of their shirt. Thief groaned softly, pain rippling up to their ribs.
“We can either do this here, or a prison cell,” Hero spat, tightening their grip until their knuckles went white. “Your choice.”
Thief tilted their head. “How about neither?”
Beneath them, their legs jerked upwards, knocking Hero forward against their hips, a surprised gasp escaping them. They had to let go of their shirt to brace themselves against the floor, palms smacking into the concrete painfully. Thief took this opportunity and wrapped their legs around their waist, flipping them both over.
Hero felt the air being ripped from their lungs, as they landed on their stomach, Thief’s weight hot and heavy against their lower back. Their arm was twisted behind their back and the other pinned above their head, tearing an angry groan from their lips.
Thief sighed in satisfaction and relaxed, gripping their wrist until the hero caved, letting out a painful cry.
“Now, this is much prettier sight,” they purred. “But unfortunately, I’m on a tight schedule here. I ought to get going.”
Hero felt a hard fist smack into the side of their temple, and they saw a plethora of bright stars. They wheezed against the ground and rolled clumsily onto their side, trying to blink away the haziness. They briefly saw the whirling figure of Thief cranking open one of their crates, and they grit their teeth, determination surging through them.
They dragged themselves onto their feet and darted towards them, throwing a particularly nasty roundhouse kick that Thief only just narrowly avoided. Their foot smashed against the crate, reducing it to nothing but splinters. They landed and felt their vision blur, but directed a deadly glare towards them.
Thief was empty handed, but they could tell they were shaking with anger. “God sake, Hero, give it a rest!”
So the hero definitely didn’t give it a rest.
They attacked with more verocity than before, their fists flying in anger and being blocked expertly each time. It was truly astounding how Thief could keep up so effortlessly, but they seemed to grow bored of their games and grabbed their wrist, flinging them against the wall.
Their shoulder clipped against a mess of wires and an electric circuit popped as they sunk to the ground. It sparked and coughed and suddenly, they were hearing mechanical clunking and whirring. They squinted across the warehouse to find the security droids online, their eyes glowering a bright red.
Hero gasped as they jolted towards their direction, and suddenly an influx of them were rolling towards them, the smooth patch where their hand would be sparking with lights. They scrambled to their feet and desperately searched for the thief. They had already hopped high into the rafters, with something tucked under their arm and a grappling hook clutched in the other.
Hero dodged a swing from the security droid, not fond of the taser’s they planned to subdue them with, despite not being the real threat at hand.
“Thief!” They screamed, forced to take their eyes off them to kick away one of the droids. It tipped over and unceremoniously clattered to the ground.
Thief balanced on the railings, sending them a disasterously pleased grin. “Good luck!”
They blew them a kiss, before they were yanked through the open window by the grappling hook, disappearing off into the night. Hero cursed under their breath and evaded another swing. They kicked away a few more pathetic security droids before diving across the other side of the broken crates, heading towards the exit.
But Hero hadn’t expected one knocked down security droid to thrust it’s taser against their calf, and the hero definitely wasn’t expecting the agonising pain that engulfed them. They clenched their jaw, leg going numb, until they crumbled under their weight and smacked into the ground.
They felt another security droid jam a taser into their stomach, and the hero saw white. They let out a painful shriek as their body spasmed, excruciating pain wracking their bones and zapping up their spine. It only seemed to grow worse, until their mind started to shut down and they could hardly breathe.
What was going on? These were meant to subdue the criminals, not kill them!
Tears welled in their eyes, their body too rigid to move under the bouts of electricity pounding through them. They couldn’t even open their mouth to say they were Hero – like that might work. Static pulsed through their skull, until they heard a smash echoing around them, and the taser’s were ripped away from their body.
The hero sucked in a desperate breath, but it felt like fire was climbing up their throat. They deteriorated into a violent fit of coughs, gasping for air. They curled their arms around their stomach, pressing against the flesh, their body still twitching slightly from the aftermath of the attack.
Their head swarmed with a throbbing headache, and they felt arms slip under their legs and across their back, lifting them off the floor. They whimpered at the fiery pain and pressed against the warm chest, unaware that tears had slid down their cheeks sometime earlier. There was a rush of wind and their stomach was churning with the swift sensations, like whoever it was was jumping down from once surface to another.
They groaned in pain and tried blinking their eyes open, but the wind pierced their eyes like knives and only made them shrivel up more into the comfortable chest. They felt the ground again and their eyes flickered open once more, blinking back the black spots on the edges of their vision.
They could hear someone’s voice, fuzzy in their ears. Hero released a shuddering sigh and shifted closer into their arms, grateful they had saved them from that excruciating pain, now a dull ache that occasionally sparked more painfully than before.
“I should bring a taser to our next fight,” the voice murmured, dryly amused. “They make you very clingy.”
Shit. Hero recognised that voice. Their body felt too heavy to pull away, simply trying to muster up enough strength to squint their eyes through the darkness of the night.
“Thief...” They slurred quietly, causing the criminal to sigh heavily and hold them tighter.
“Be quiet. You’re a real nuisance, you know that?”
Hero’s fogged up brain finally came to a shocking conclusion, almost jerking them awake. Thief had just saved them from the security droids; they had the energy source, and they had the opportunity to escape. Why hadn’t they?
They felt something brush against their cheek, so soft they leaned into it, but it was gone before they could figure out what it was.
“And here I thought you could handle some silly droids,” Thief mocked, making the hero frown. “I was in my right mind to leave you there.”
Hero’s throat felt tight as they clutched their stomach tighter. “You should’ve.”
“Yeah,” Thief muttered lazily, shrugging their shoulders. “Probably.”
“No, really...” Hero forced a weak smile as the sound of distant sirens reached their ears. “Secruity droids alert the police. You’re going to be arrested.”
Thief’s eyes widened as their head snapped to the side, straightening up. The screeching of police sirens and the roaring engines were drawing closer in mere moments, and the thief’s expression tightened in anger for just a split second.
A sharp clacking sound dragged their attention back towards the hero, gaze dropping to their arm. They saw a handcuff around their wrist, and stared at Hero, seeing the other locked around their own. They were smiling dazily, their eyes unfocused in the darkness.
“Can’t run,” they muttered softly, trying to chuckle, but it seemed they had used all their remaining energy to shackle them both together. “I caught you.”
Thief raised a brow, before a smirk rose on their lips. They pulled Hero closer, brushing a strand of their hair behind their ear with their gloved hand. “Hero, what makes you think I won’t just take you with me?”
They gently played with their locks. “This doesn’t stop me. You think I’m going to sit here and wait to get arrested?”
Hero’s eyes were glittering in confusion as they tried to decipher what Thief was saying. The criminal sighed in amusement and shook their head, wedging their hand out of the handcuff. Hero hadn’t even been able to tighten it properly, but it was to be expected.
It was a cute attempt, though.
They pulled away from them, almost pleased when the hero tried to clutch onto them, grumbling under their breath. Thief scooped up their prize and tucked it under their arm again. Hero watched them as the sirens grew louder, piercing through their skull.
“It was nice, as always,” Thief sighed with a smile on their face, rolling their shoulders back with satisfying pop. They stepped over the hero and turned back to give them a wink through the mask. “You owe me for this. I want you to remember that.”
Hero rolled onto their side with a pained gasp, their fist digging into the ground below them. They could only muster a frustrated glare as the thief jogged across the concrete, sending them an enthusiastic wave.
“See you, love you!” They called, before spinning around, and disappearing off into the darkness. Hero clenched their jaw and fell back onto their back as the flashing blue and red lights cascaded across their figure, dancing on the ground.
They closed their eyes. “Fuck you.”
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cw: scarring, eye injury
The hero stares at the nondescript wooden door in front of them, a million thoughts running through their mind. After a moment’s deliberation, they decide to knock. No one answers. They knock again, but still receive no answer. The hero tests the doorknob in a bout of frustration, only for the door to swing open. A figure sits with their back turned to the entrance.
“You were a bit slow today,” the hero blurts out from the doorway. To the thief’s credit, they don’t so much as flinch. The hero takes this as a sign to continue speaking. “I mean, you're always fast. Obviously. I just mean... you were less fast today.” The hero takes a moment to survey the space around them. It looks to be the thief’s apartment. It’s sparsely decorated, almost hollow in feeling. The thief sits on an ottoman, positioned so that they’re unseen from the door. Something about the scene before them sets off an uneasy feeling in the hero’s gut.
“Surprised you noticed,” the thief replies. Their voice is eerily absent of any emotion. They still don’t move to turn their head or, hell, even acknowledge the hero’s presence.
“Of course I noticed,” the hero responds, crossing their arms over their chest. They glare at the thief’s shoulders, willing them to turn around. They don’t do so, however. This only increases their trepidation. “What is up with you?”
“Not much, how about you?” The thief’s quip falls flat in the tense silence. The hero sighs and takes a step closer, shutting the door behind them. The thief’s shoulders tighten- perhaps the only physical sign that they’re aware of the conversation.
“You know that’s not what I meant,” the hero remarks. They cross their arms over their chest and try to think. What could be affecting the thief like this? The hero hasn’t seen any sudden opposition that would threaten them. Furthermore, the hero themselves hasn’t interacted with them in weeks. The thief is practically living uninhibited right now.
In one fluid motion, the thief turns around. The hero’s startled inhale is far too noticeable in the quietude of the room around them. They bite the inside of their cheek, a tight feeling rising in their chest as they look at the gruesome scar cutting through the thief’s left eye.
“Ugly, right?” The thief laughs wryly.
“No, no,” the hero shakes their head in disbelief. Their thoughts are falling from their lips before they can stop them. “You could never be ugly. I’m just... Can you see anymore?”
“Not out of this eye,” the thief huffs, covering their injured eye with a hand as if protecting them from the sight. The hero pushes their hand away and the thief looks to the ground. Their eye doesn't look too different, but the thief seems uncomfortable with the prospect of letting them see it. The hero bites their lip.
“Who?” the hero asks, their heart pounding in their ears. “Who was it? Who aimed to blind you, rather than just injure?” Who got so close to your face? The thief seems reluctant to answer any of their questions.
“You won't believe me.” That sets off an alarm in the hero’s mind. The assailant must be someone they know, if the thief is so hesitant to reveal the answer. The hero shakes their head in disbelief.
“Of course I will,” the hero argues. The thief levels them with an unreadable look. There’s a whole flood of emotions swirling in their eyes. “The evidence is right here; how could I not believe you?” That seems to convince the thief, as their expression turns resolved.
“Your sidekick,” the thief whispers some time later. The remark is hardly loud enough to hear, but the silence in the space allows the hero to comprehend it. When they do, they feel their whole body grow cold. A shiver runs down their spine as they think about their sidekick brutally assaulting the thief in such a manner.
“Well, then,” the hero remarks with a sudden surge of clarity. They’re brutally aware of the anticipation coiling in the thief’s posture, as if they’re waiting for them to argue. The hero takes a deep breath. “If you’ll excuse me, I have to go kick some sense into them.” The hero turns on their heel and takes a step forward to the door, only to feel a sudden resistance. They look down to find the thief's hand on their wrist.
The thief doesn’t speak, but their expression says it all. Their eyes are wide and their grip is unrelenting, as if they’re afraid of the hero departing. The hero draws on the knowledge they’ve gathered about the thief, in all their time fighting each other. The thief is stubborn to a fault. Furthermore, they despise being vulnerable. Those two facts lead to the hero to a realization: they want support.
“Right, sorry,” the hero remarks to no one in particular. They take a big step forwards and back into the apartment, which seems to calm the thief down more. Even so, there’s an uncharacteristic emptiness to their enemy’s countenance. They look... scared.
Out of a burst of spontaneity, the hero reaches out and clasps their hand. For the briefest of moments, the thief freezes. Just as the hero moves to withdraw their hand, the thief hesitantly clasps theirs in response. The pair sits in silence for an immeasurable amount of time, until the sunlight streaming in from the windows dies and the hero’s back begins to grow stiff.
Eventually, the hero has to get up to stretch their legs. The thief stares at them warily, evidently expecting them to leave. The hero instead levels them with a questioning glance. “Do you like Chinese food?” The thief nods after a moment and the hero grins, grabbing their phone from their pocket and ordering food for the both of them. Once the call is over, the hero collapses back into the couch. For an awkward moment, they’re unfortunately aware of the space in between of them. The thief breaches the gap soon enough, leaning to rest their head on their shoulder. The hero smiles.
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Honey Lemon x dibs (globby) with Thief and superhero and enemies to lovers aesthetic in Red and green colors
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they planned this
#percy jackson#annabeth chase#percabeth#the literal start of annabeths crush on percy#we watched it#omg#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson the lightning thief#heroes of olympus#mark of athena#pjo#pjo tv show#pjo tv#pjo series#percy x annabeth#walker scobell#leah sava jeffries#leah jeffries#percy series#a true book to screen moment
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ok but what happened after annabeth ran away? how did frederick and the other lady react when one day, they woke up and their outcast child/stepchild (who is btw 7 YEARS OLD) wasn't sleeping in their bed? Did they NOT launch a police hunt for her? did frederick actually care but then the other lady shut it down? how did they feel as time passed and how did they live knowing that somewhere out there, a CHILD was dead or homeless and probably hunted down by monsters (which they knew all too well about) because of them? or did they both just brush it off as another burden off their shoulders, a blessing that was greater than annabeth's birth?
#considering that these were the people who let 7 year old annabeth get bitten by spiders every night#probably the last option#pjo#percy jackson#rick riordan#annabeth chase#pjo fandom#heroes of olympus#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo tv show#pjo tv series#annabeth percy jackson#percy series#percy pjo#percy and annabeth#annabeth#perseus jackson#battle of the labyrinth#leah is our annabeth#annabeth pjo#the lightning thief#percabeth#annabeth chase angst#frederick chase#percy x annabeth#pro annabeth chase#percyjackson
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FANGIRLING
PJO: perseus jackson x fangirl!reader
CATEGORY: flufff & kinda cringey
SYNOPSIS: percy and his girlfriend being fangirls
WARNINGS: mentions of taylor swift, twilight, one direction , fangirling, fandoms, annabeth and grover. soooo i pretty much wrote a percy jackson x me one shot.
WORD COUNT: 297
You, yes YOU, are dating the heartthrob Percy Jackson. And guess what? You're a total fangirl for all type of things girly. Like, you're the ultimate Swiftie, 1D superfan, rom-com enthusiast, and Twilight saga devotee. And you're not shy about it – you talk about it all. the. time.
At first, Percy was like, "Whoa, my girlfriend is like, really into this stuff." But you know what? He thinks it's the cutest thing ever.
Seeing you light up and gush about your fandoms? It's like watching a kid in a candy store. Percy can’t help but be charmed by your excitement, and honestly, who wouldn’t be?
So, here's the thing.
Percy starts getting into all the things you love. At first, it's just to bond with you, but soon enough, he's singing along to Taylor Swift songs, discussing Team Edward vs. Team Jacob (he's totally Team Edward, by the way), and obsessing over One Direction's reunion rumors. And get this – he starts gossiping about it with his demigod pals.
One day, Percy’s chatting with Annabeth, and Grover, and he's all like, "Guys, did you hear about Taylor's latest album announcement? I totally can’t wait!"
And they're like, "Dude, you sound just like y/n." And Percy’s all, "Heck yeah, I do. Isn’t she the coolest?" His friends are low-key shook, but you know what? Percy couldn’t care less. He's head over heels for you and your hyper fixations.
And the best part? You and Percy are now the ultimate power couple. You chat, laugh, and fangirl/fanboy together, and honestly, it’s the kind of relationship goals that make even Aphrodite jealous. You and Percy – the hero and the fangirl – taking on the world.
So yeah, that's how Percy became the ultimate fangirl boyfriend. Who knew demigods could be so into mainstream stuff, right? But hey, love knows no bounds, not even when it comes to fangirling.
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𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲
♆ Luke Castellan x f!reader
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
— content warnings: mentions of blood, semi-gore, use of y/n, angst, ooc luke, death
— word count: 1.0k
Luke stood in front of her with shaky hands. His sword began to feel like it weighed more than the world, of course that was impossible, as his world was falling apart right in front of him. His world was dying at his own hand and all he could do was stand and watch as the pool of blood surrounding her spread, creating a red abyss around her body, an abyss that he couldn’t get past just so he could hold her for what he thought would be the last time.
Her eyes searched the surrounding forest around them wondering if there was anyone close by that would find her body and give her a proper send off, because surely Luke wouldn’t . Finally her eyes locked on Luke’s, his flooded with anguish and guilt, her’s with anger and gratitude.
Luke dropped his sword, and took three small steps towards her, not looking at the massive gash he’d created in her upper abdomen. Y/N showed no sign of fear or sadness, and that scared him more than anything for some odd reason. The girl he’d known was never one to never show her emotions or speak her mind, that was something he’d adored about her.
“This wasn’t the plan Y/N..” The tears that were building in Luke's eyes suddenly became too heavy and fell, leaving trails of regret down his face.
Luke reached to hold Y/N’s hand, hoping to comfort her in what were going to inevitably be her final moments. He had nothing on hand to help her, and he knew he couldn’t afford the risk of ruining his entire life plan just for her. Her being the girl he’d known for years, the girl who was going to forever hold a piece of his heart, the girl that was going to be the last one to ever see this side of him.
His fingertips grazed her hand and for a moment he felt every ounce of pain ten times more than before. Y/N could see it in his eyes, everything he’d done was finally hitting him, the entire situation was becoming too real for the boy who had taken on so much, but in the end knew nothing.
Y/N pulled her hand away from him, not in sadness or grief, but rather in frustration. Luke lifted his eyes up from her hand to her eyes. His brow furrowed, she looked fine. There was no expression on her face, no tears, nothing. He was falling apart in front the girl he’d loved for years and she looked like she couldn’t care any less about the fact that she was leaving him behind and going somewhere he could no longer follow
“What’s wrong with you..” His brows furrowed in pained frustration, “Why don’t you care about what is happening right now! I’m a traitor, and because of me you’re dying, but you don’t even care!” Luke’s voice raised an octave, desperate for her to have some kind of reaction.
“Luke, there’s nothing wrong with me, in fact I feel more free than I have in years.” There remained no expression on her face as she spoke, “there’s nothing left for me to do here, I’ve already done everything I needed to do in this lifetime.”
Luke's expression went from one of anger into one of sadness, “What do you mean you have nothing left to do..? You have me, us.”
“No Luke, there is no us anymore. Look at me. I’m bleeding to death because of you. You don’t get to tell me that I should grieve the life I could have had with you when I don’t even get to finish this one.” Y/N’s face remained expressionless.
Luke swore he’d never felt pain like the kind he was feeling now. He’d practically killed the girl he claimed to love, and now he has to face the consequences of losing her.
“The funny thing is I would have married you if you’d never done this. We were so happy, and like everything you touch, you destroyed me, Luke.” Her eyes began to feel heavier with every word she spoke.
Luke noticed this, but all he could do was sit next to her frozen in fear. His lower lip began to quiver. ‘I would have married you’ it felt like he’d taken an arrow directly to the heart from Y/N herself. As he looked at her slowly drifting in and out of consciousness, his mind began to drive to what would have been if he wasn’t so fucked in the head.
It would have been them for the rest of their lives. Maybe they would have had a kid, and he would have had the chance to do what his father never did. Instead he did the same thing, he destroyed the person who he was supposed to love most in this world, and he wasn’t doing anything about it.
“I’m sorry..” His voice was raspy with the tears he was attempting to golf back so he could have one semblance of control at the moment.
His eyes lifted to Y/N’s face, and his world shattered. Her eyes were closed, and her chest no longer held the steady beat that used to calm him down whenever they were together. The tears he was holding back fell, and he couldn;t find it in himself to care about anything other than the body that was sitting lifeless in front of him.
For the first time in his life Luke Castellan felt everything and nothing at the same time, and he had no one to turn to.
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Not That Special
"Good evening."
Detective cursed loudly, tea splattering the wall as they whipped around to face the thief lounging, ankle crossed over the knee, on their sofa. "What are you-- How did you get in?"
"Key."
"What key? There is no other key, I have the only set."
"Ah, the only set you knew of. I asked your landlord for the spares when you moved in. He thinks we're married."
Detective let that sink in a moment before forcing their mouth shut and running an exasperated hand down their face. "Alright. Ignoring that for now. Why are you here? I could have you arrested with one phone call."
"Oh, please don't do that. I'd have to make run for it, and I'm really trying to stay off the streets right now." Detective raised their eyebrows inquiringly, and they continued, "I'm on the downlow. A recent target really did not like being robbed. Two of my places are being watched, and I would not like to risk the third. You see I'm rather attached to my skin."
They slid the back of their hand down their cheek, turning their head haughtily to the side, almost like an invitation to admire them.
"So you decided you'd put me in danger?" Detective said.
Thief scoffed. "Nobody even knows who you are, let alone that I crash here in my off afternoons."
"You what?"
"Landlord thinks we're married, remember? You think that was a one-lie assumption? Keep up."
Detective had to sit down. Everything sort of felt like it was spinning out of control. Before they could think better of it they'd sunk down to the cushion on Thief's left and ducked their head between their knees with a long groan.
"I'm going to have to inform them I'm very much single. Then I'll have to change the locks. Probably change all my passwords--who knows where you've been snooping. Then there's the police."
Thief reached over their back and began massaging their neck. "Why. go through the stress? It's just a few measly days. I'll even return my set of the keys. As for the police, why is any of their business?"
Detective didn't have the energy to swat them away. The day had been exhausting enough all on it's own, and now all this...
Villain hit a knot, and they practically puddled at its gentle unraveling.
"Maybe because they're paying me to catch you? Besides, they already think I treat you specially. If it got out you were in my house and I didn't report it--"
"Like you said, if it got out I was in your house. Many times at that. With an eye witness. You really think they're going to believe I got in on my own?" Thief leaned against their shoulder, breath hot in Detective's ear. "After all. I am special."
Detective jerked out of their grip, their stomach dropping to their toes as they wheeled on Thief's pouted lips and innocent-seeming dark eyes. "Are you blackmailing me?"
Thief surged forward, wrapping their arms around Detective's neck. The scent of rosemary and mint wafted up from their hair. "Only a little. And only if you call someone."
Detective moved to shove them off, but Thief clung tight.
"I would like you to leave," Detective said, squeezing hard on Thief's wrists. "Now."
Thief still did not unlock. "I told you, I'm in trouble!"
"So? That's your thing! You love danger. Your court it so often your practically a suitor."
"But I went too far." Thief shifted a little. Detective didn't notice they'd climbed into their lap until their legs were wrapped as tightly around their waist as their arms were around their neck. "I robbed Corvina Sedero."
Just the name made Detective shiver. Dragging hidden criminals into the light was one thing. But the ones that stood in plain sight were quite another. Detective had been young when they realized that mere knowledge of wrongdoing was not enough. Evidence was one manacle and decent law enforcement the other, and Corvina Sedero with all her reputation remained chain-free. The rumor was that she skinned the people who crossed her. Detective had never taken it as hyperbole.
"If she catches me..." Thief drew out a hairbreadth from Detective's face, dark eyes shining. "I'm scared."
Detective probably would have taken it for a lie if they couldn't feel the rapid pound of Thief's heart against their chest. For a moment, they considered making the call anyway, telling Thief that the safest place for them was behind bars. But even if Thief didn't run for it, Detective doubted any prison was truly outside the reach of Corvina's claws.
"A few days," they sighed.
"Really?"
"But we come up with another solution in the meantime."
"Of course, it's not as if I planned on moving in." Thief snuggled against Detective's chest, limbs loosening into less of a death grip and into more of a real embrace. "I knew I could trust you."
Detective jolted a little. That was not a good thing. A Thief should not feel comfortable with the person actively trying to jail them. Yet they couldn't stop the warmth flooding their chest cavity. "Don't get used to it. I'm still telling my landlord I'm not married."
Thief did not argue.
"You're not going to say no? Tell me what a mistake I'd be making?"
Their only reply was soft breathing.
Detective flicked their gaze to Thief's face, eyes closed and tucked snuggly against their shoulder. They must have been as exhausted as Detective, holding on for confirmation before finally letting themselves drift off. Detective couldn't imagine how much running they must have done, how many dead ends they faced, before they got here.
Their arms hovered awkwardly over the criminal's thin back, stuck between ideas of guiding their wiry figure to the couch cushions and holding them back. They'd once read that hugging made the body release the oxytocin hormone to combat anxiety, and Thief probably could use as little anxiety as possible. But that didn't mean Detective needed to be the one to do it. The weighted blanket on their bed probably would do just as well.
Detective braced one palm against the couch back and gingerly rose to their feet. They turned off lights as they went, brain growing drowsier out of habit with the dark hall and spattering of wall lights ahead. They'd tuck Thief in and then collapse on the sofa.
It was just one night.
It wasn't wrong if they weren't in the same room.
And these were extenuating circumstances.
Anyone would be swayed.
Thief was not special.
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The pass itself was quick: enter the bar, spot the contact, slide into the booth, exchange the flash drive for an envelope of cash under the table.
The fallout was longer though.
"Don't open it here," the antagonist said out of the corner of their mouth. So of course the protagonist immediately ripped it open and started thumbing through the stack of bills in their lap.
The antagonist sighed and took a sip of their drink. They were drinking a wine spritzer. The protagonist had never seen them drink a wine spritzers. "You are such a child."
"Child who gets paid." Wasn't it convenient to have an excuse not to look the antagonist in the eye? "You taught me that."
"You're still mad?" the antagonist said incredulously, as if this indicated something deeply wrong with the protagonist. "I'd thought you'd have figured out by now this -" they gestured to the two of them "- wasn't personal."
The protagonist abruptly lost count. The bills crunched in their hands as their fists clenched. Gravity itself lurched - just like it had that day last spring where the antagonist had announced it was done and abruptly gone from lover to ex.
"Wasn't personal?" the protagonist said, trying to match the chill in their former partner's voice. No, not chill. Something worse. Indifference. "It felt pretty personal when you straight up shattered my heart after two years together."
"It was 18 months," the antagonist muttered into their drink, looking exhausted.
"21 months," the protagonist countered. "And three weeks, four days. You..."
Their voice failed. How could they say it? You were the center of my world. I thought I was the center of yours.
"Well, that's the other reason we're here," the antagonist said, rubbing at the bridge of their nose. "You've been looking for me. Looking into me. Stop."
"Why? Am I embarrassing you in front of all your cool friends?"
"No." The antagonist crossed their arms. "You're going to get yourself killed."
Something about the utterly detached way they said it killed the protagonist's snark in their throat. The antagonist's gaze flicked across their face and they gave a small nod. "My clients don't like loose ends or complications. I've had to put out fires on you twice. Pass you off as some crazy ex."
"I am your crazy ex," the protagonist snapped back. "Crazy for thinking something was wrong, that you might be in trouble when your whole personality shifted overnight. And not in, like, a professional shift, like when you're working a mark-"
"No," the antagonist said with another sigh. "It was exactly in a professional way."
The protagonist blinked. "What the hell does that mean?"
The antagonist stretched their hands out, forearms on the sticky bar tabletop. The protagonist didnt even have time to think before their own hands dropped the cash, snaked their way into their lover's grasp. "Honey," the antagonist said, staring deep into the protagonist's eyes. "I'm trying to tell you that you were the mark."
The protagonist stared. "What?"
They tried to pull back. The antagonist's grip on their wrists tightened. Their face smoothed back into the protective, devoted partner. But the eyes, the eyes were so empty. "It wasn't personal because you were a job," the antagonist said in awful imitation of their past self. Their kind self. Their... fake self?
"No." The protagonist yanked harder. "No! Bullshit. You didn't take anything from me!"
"No? I took you. You for... what was it? 21 months, three weeks?" The antagonist's lips curved. They traced their thumbnail across the delicate skin of the protagonist's inner wrist. "You really are incredible at what you do. A one of a kind skill set."
"No!" They were loud enough a few heads turned. They were smart enough now to clock the heads that didn't. The waitress. The bruiser at the bar. The couple at the next booth over. "We were partners!"
"On jobs I picked, where you never met the other team members?" The antagonist let go. "I secured exclusive use of your services, and I kept you off the board from any other players. Then the job ended. I cut you loose. Now you know. Is that enough closure for you to let this go?"
They asked like it was so reasonable. The antagonist had always had a way of making anything sound reasonable, sensible, the inevitable course of action. The protagonist stared at their own hands still lying on the table and tried to think.
"Why are you telling me this?" they asked.
"I told you my clients don't like loose ends-"
"Neither do you." The protagonist leaned back themselves. "Why are you warning me?"
"God, [protagonist], I'm not a killer. I don't want you dead." The antagonist shifted, hand drifting down to their pocket. "Bad for business, leaving bodies in the wake."
"You did leave a body in your wake," the protagonist said quietly.
"No." The antagonist gathered up their sunglasses, their jacket. "I left a broken heart. People recover from those everyday. You will not recover from what my clients will do if they decide you're a threat."
They stood and - to the protagonist's shock - bent to brush a kiss against their hair. The protagonist flinched.
"For what it's worth," their former partner murmured, "I had fun. Hope you did too."
And once again, they were gone, leaving the protagonist to pick up the pieces and the bill.
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Villaintine's Day 2024 - Crash Meeting
Prompt: Evil Scheme 03 @black-rose-events
Detective who has to investigate a string of crimes and ends up discovering more about Villain than they ever thought they would (could be an identity reveal or a bigger plot or a “the Villain is actually the good guy and X is actually the antagonist)
(tw car crash mention)
It did not go according to plan.
Detective twitched a little, their fingers fidgeting. There was an unconscious part of their mind that was annoyed at not being able to clasp their hands in front of them, as they were zip-tied behind their back. It helped them think, and in that moment they needed that. To be honest, they were in a slight state of shock. Being caught hadn’t much to do with it.
A couple of weeks ago, there had been a robbery in their neighborhood. It’d happened in a garage. During the night, the cars in repair had been all gone. Detective liked the people that worked there. They were a regular, and the staff never sighed or rolled their eyes every time they presented a very bumpy car that had its windows broken too many times to count, flat tires at least every month, and once had a very long knife stuck in the hood. This kind of petty thievery really made their gears grind, especially from those of one overpowered over-the-top Villains. Of course it was a villain, you didn’t need to be Sherlock Holmes to know that. Could you actually believe that someone chose to do that with their abilities? Couldn’t they get a job or something? Detective had no special power, expect perhaps an innate gift to find themself in trouble, but it didn’t matter one bit. Villain had hurt someone they knew, they had to be stopped. Simple as that. Of course the hero agency had been contacted, but the Heroes were much too busy with crimes that “actually mattered” (yes, it was what they’d said on the phone.) Being unchecked, Villain hadn’t stopped there. Their people had broken into private properties just to steal cars, and only cars. It was like the beginning of a bad joke. This was getting really worrying, but the Hero agency didn’t care. As long as it didn’t hurt their sponsors, Detective supposed everything was fine and dandy. Well, not in their book.
It could have gone well. It could have gone very well. Success had been on the tip of their fingers, honestly. They’d gone undercover and had succeeded to find Villain’s headquarters, as well as all the codes to the doors. They’d sent all these findings to the Hero’s agency, just in case, and then they’d met Villain themself. Detective had scoffed at first at – well, everything. The costume, the theatrics, the melodrama. And then, they’d laid down their eyes...and they had frozen. They’d been quiet and still while the henchmen had dragged them away. Even now it was hard to snap out of it. They had no idea how long they’d been stuck in here.
Villain opened the door. The prisoner jumped on their feet. The day before, they would have tried a good old-fashioned headbutt, but not now. Not after what they’d seen. They stared as Villain put their fingertips together in reflection.
“Do you know who am I?” Detective asked abruptly.
Villain smirked:
“Are you going to try that on me? You’re in no position to bluff. You’re a nobody living in a bad neighborhood. That you have ties with the hero agency changes nothing. I doubt that they’ll come to your rescue.”
“No, I mean- Do you not remember me at all? Or are you just pretending?”
That made Villain pause. They examined their prisoner, but something about Detective’s attitude made gloating strangely difficult. Intrigued, even slightly amused, they tilted their head:
“Why should I?”
Detective closed their eyes:
“Okay. Hmm- okay. Do you remember a car crash from fifteen years ago?”
“There are a lot of car crashes in the world, Detective.”
“Not like that one. A blue old-fashioned car pushed another car off the road, and it crashed. It wasn’t an accident. There were four victims: the father, the mother, and two kids. One of them was a dumb twelve year-old. It was me. I got away with a few broken bones.”
“All of this is fascinating, but-”
“I don’t have a lot of memories of this day. I just have pictures, flashes. I saw the other car - how fast it was, how deliberately it bumped into us – the scream of my parents - the hand of my sibling emerging out of the rubble-”
“Are you accusing me?”
“-But I remember the next day very clearly. The grown-ups told me everyone else had died.”
“See, you’ve got this the wrong way. I am the one who is supposed to tell you my tragic origin story.”
“I think I am telling yours. You have a birth mark on your left hand that looks like a pentagram. My sibling had the same.”
There was a silence.
“Don’t you remember?" asked Detective with something akin to desperation. "Don’t you remember at all?”
Villain staggered on their feet. Unable to catch them up, Detective knelt next to them when they grabbed the wall, their knees buckling under them.
“The car,” Villain finally whispered. “Did it look – Was it a sedan?”
“I think so.”
“I see it. I see it all the time in my dreams.”
They wiped their forehead with a shaking hand:
“I-I thought you were an imaginary friend. No one told me I had a real sibling.”
“What happened to you?”
Villain avoided their gaze:
“Bad things.”
They lapsed into silence again, until Detective cleared their throat:
“Can you, uh-”
Villain pulled out a knife and cut the zip-ties that bound Detective’s hands. They stayed like this for a few tense seconds, barely glancing at each other, until Villain held out a tentative hand. Detective took a step closer and reeled them into their arms. Villain’s spine went rigid at first, but Detective awkwardly patted their back until they slowly relaxed.
“Am I the older sibling?” asked Villain.
“You wish. You’re two years younger. Why are you stealing cars?”
“Oh, it was going to be a very sophisticated scheme. Everyone thinks so anyway. But I think- I’m really looking for that blue car. I can’t think of something else. I keep getting back to it.”
“Do you want to look together?”
“I-Maybe?”
“Good.” Detective pressed them tighter. “Because I’m not going to let anything happen to you again. And I really, really want to know why everyone lied to us.”
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Untitled Percy Jackson Headcanon
Percy x ChildofApollo!reader
Genre: Fluff + Angst
Warnings: gn reader, slightly implied bi reader there’s one statement
Word Count: 16,950
You’d been at the camp a year longer than Percy, and as a result, you never really interacted with him
Honestly, you were a bit exhausted constantly hearing about him.
When Percy made it to camp he was all people could talk about, ‘this new kid battled a Minotaur and survived’ oh wow how special of him. We’ve all battled monsters to get here too, he wasn’t that special. Go on a quest and survive, then we can talk
(You refused to admit to anyone that it was kind of impressive he survived a Minotaur)
Needless to say, when he was revealed to be the son of Poseidon you doubled down on your opinion
Now, beating a Minotaur seemed less impressive. Whenever anyone brought it up you just said ‘He’s the son of one of the big three, of course, he was able to beat it’
Will would always tease you because for some reason he believed everything you said was a cover. He believed that in reality, you found him really impressive and more than a bit attractive. You’d always retort, saying he’s mistaking you for Annabeth
Percy, on the other hand, paid a lot of attention to you from the get-go. Not that he was arrogant or anything, but he found it a little strange that you were able to dismiss him so easily when he suddenly made the top of everyone's radar for any reason under the sun
As a result, he found out tiny little things about you. You would produce small orbs of light as decoration for the camp sing-along, or use the same orbs to light the broken bed light of one of your siblings.
He noticed you and Will were quite close, closer than you were with your other siblings, and you’d often help him out in the infirmary before he could even ask as if you’d pre-empted it
He found out you go on a lot of quests and bring back the newest CDs and records for you and your siblings to enjoy.
After some serious digging, he found out that before Asher got his loom, you’d be the only one who let him braid your hair to practice his foresight
He made sure to keep you in his memory
You spent most of your time training with others in the Apollo cabin, but fighting skills were the one thing you lacked
You’d spent most of your last year at camp neglecting swordsmanship in favour of archery. It paid off you were the top archer, and no one could beat you
Deciding it should be this year's training focus, you gathered the courage to ask Clarisse for help
Everyone thought you were insane, you thought you were insane
The first few months were gruelling, it was like being in the military. She would harshly punish you for small mistakes
But, as a result, you gained better swordsmanship skills as well as becoming friends with Clarisse which came as a surprise to a lot of people
Okay, friends might be a strong word, but she respected you more than anyone
However, it did lead you to be directly asked by Clarisse to go on the quest to retrieve the golden fleece. The official statement from Clarisse was because you were excellent at interpreting the Oracle’s prophecies, and having you give up-to-date interpretations as she went would be useful.
There were more obvious choices if that was the real reason she took you , but you decided against arguing
Needless to say, you're surprised to see Percy with his brother and Annabeth show up on the quest
You may have been surprised, but you weren't furious. You had to hold Clarisse back from ripping all their heads off.
Furthermore, you did your best to reason with her once you calmed her down. ‘Clarisse, please be a little more reasonable, they can help out with the ship. Yeah, it’s all well and good we’ve got an undead crew, but who’s to say we couldn't use a little more hands-on-deck.’
She agreed to let them stay and help with great reluctance
You could tell all three of them hated being at Clarisse’s beck and call, so you tried to help as much as possible
You stopped to stare out into the vast sea watching the setting sun when Percy leaned on the rails next to you also staring at the sea
You muttered a hi before awkwardly staring back at the sun, as the last beams of the sun ebb away you see the CSS Birmingham on the brink of collapse
Percy had managed to pick up on how you froze and came up next to you gently holding your waist, ‘is everything okay?’
You looked at him with a strained smile, ‘yeah I’m fine, sorry for worrying you. I thought I saw something, but it’s probably nothing’
Percy let go of your waist still sceptical, but he assumed it was best not to press besides you’ve been on more of these quests than he has, if you said there’s nothing to worry about then that’s that
As he walked away, presumably to Annabeth, you took a deep breath willing the heat in your cheeks to go away before following him from a respectable distance
When you arrived, everyone was in a panic running around trying to save the ship
Tyson is trying to fix the engine whose temperature is flying out of control and for a split second you freeze again seeing the same image you saw minutes ago in real-time
Before you have time to react, the ship blows, and you lose consciousness
Once you regain consciousness and find Tyson and Clarisse heal them both as best you can
Clarisse complained how none of her wounds were healed: ‘what kind of Apollo kid are you?’
Despite this Tyson still smiled brightly and thanked you
Healing was not your forte
The three of you make your way to Polyphemus' island to retrieve the fleece
The journey is spent defending Tyson from Clarisse’s constant insults and retorts until you lose a temper you didn’t know you even had, yelling, ‘Quite frankly, if Tyson hadn’t been there to try and fix the engine both us and the ship would be blown to smithereens. You always think you can do everything alone, but honestly, a little teamwork wouldn’t hurt you, Clarisse.”
Clarisse shocked didn’t say a word to either you or Tyson the rest of the way
After a trying ordeal, Percy Annabeth and Tyson sent you and Clarisse back to camp half-blood to complete your quest
You took the time to hammer home a lesson about teamwork and how it doesn’t cost much to be kind, much to Clarisse’s chagrin
You worry the whole time Percy isn’t back
You along with everyone else receive his message about Luke poisoning Thalia’s tree, and you feel the vail lift. It seems Luke was never anyone's friend
Despite the news of Luke, a party is still thrown after Thalia is healed and no longer a tree
You see Annabeth rush over to Thalia and you take your chance walking over to Percy
‘I never got the chance to thank you,’
‘For what?’ Percy stood a little perplexed
You release a small amused sigh, ‘for helping us. We wouldn’t have done it without you, so thank you, Percy.’
There’s a beat of silence and Percy speaks
‘So I’ve survived two quests now, are you impressed yet?’
Your eyes went wide, and you asked about how he knew what you’d been saying, to which he replied he’s been keeping a close eye on you.
‘That’s slightly creepy,’ you laugh, ‘but yes, you impressed me. You’ve far surpassed my expectations Percy Jackson’
The two of you smiled and carried on talking well into the night
The more you talked with him, the more you started to like him
You certainly underestimated how unique he was at least in terms of his personality, you found him charming
You couldn’t keep your eyes off him and were beyond sad to have to part with him
You sneaked back into the Apollo cabin hoping you wouldn’t wake anyone up, least of all Will
But lo and behold he was waiting for you with a wicked smirk ready to comment on the moment he’d witnessed through the window
‘Don’t say a thing.’ You passed him and went straight to bed and Will followed
When you were about to tuck yourself in and go to sleep, Will whispers in your ear ‘I knew you liked him’ with the biggest grin
The whole cabin was woken up by a particularly loud bang and an even louder yell
The next 6 months were split between your usual duties, training and Percy
You had no idea how you would approach him because you didn’t like him, you just wanted to get to know him better.
‘For the purposes of being friends’: a statement you had to repeat to Will often
Thankfully for you, Percy had already set out a plan to talk to you
Annabeth was sick of him ranting and regrettably made him a comprehensive ‘Guide to making friends with your crush’. He furiously denied he liked you in any such way
Step one: Ask you to train with him
You of course jumped at the opportunity to interact with him
The training was intertwined with flirty banter and frustration. You couldn’t beat Percy, or Percy couldn’t beat you.
It started out just sword training, and you also taught him how to use a bow. He wasn’t very good at it
One time you tried training with your powers trying to beat the other that way
The both of you went a little overboard: Percy drenched everyone in the training area, and you blinded a good portion by accident, but the two of you made a pretty rainbow, so was it really all bad?
You and Percy would hang out together a lot, but when you weren’t together you would always seek each other out
Percy noticed that you’d watch the sunrise by the lake nearly every morning
You noticed Percy would often take a swim in the lake at sunset
Anytime the whole camp was together you’d always somehow end up next to Percy and on the rare occasion you weren’t, there would be googly eyes lots of googly eyes
Everyone in your cabin picked up on it EVERYONE
Will was the worst offender, ‘I knew you liked him, all that talk about him not being the least bit impressive was just a cover-up. I knew it from the very start!’
You noticed how Percy would go out of his way to help his friends out and how he always did his best to lift them up
You saw he had a fun teasing friendship with Annabeth, very similar to your relationship with Will
The 6 months go by quickly and in no time you get sent on your next quest
You go with the gang to retrieve two more demigods, Nico and Bianca.
You rush over to Percy as soon as you and the others catch up with him
He was injured, and you stayed with him as everyone else fought off Dr Thorn
He just stares at you for a really long time, and you think the poison really must be getting to him
‘Your eyes are so bright’ he whispers, and you barely hear him, but shush him saying he needs to conserve his energy and that you need full concentration to stop the poison from spreading as fast at the very least
‘They’re so pretty,’ he continued and heat shot up to your face, ‘I never really noticed how pretty they are and when the sunlight hits them at the right angle they look like the sun’
You scolded him with your heart beating faster the more he talked
You erected a protective dome around the two of you when you saw silver arrows rushing through the air
You weren’t sure if the arrows were friendly until another barrage split the manticore’s thorns in half
You stared in awe until you heard Percy choke and realised you’d lost your concentration
While you shift your focus back to Percy, he sees Annabeth fall from the cliff, it crushes him to see someone so dear to him possibly fall to her doom.
Thalia introduces the hunters of Artemis as well as the goddess herself
She immediately recognizes you as her brother's child and scolds you for your lack of healing abilities
Despite her disappointment, she provides the medicine necessary to remove the poison from Percy
You have a small conversation with the hunters alongside Bianca
You had to admit you were more than impressed, there was so much you could learn from them, you were enchanted by their skill and Bianca seemed to be reacting in the same way
Soon Artemis emerged from her tent, Percy following, and announced the hunters were to stay in camp half-blood while she went to slay a beast that could defeat the Olympic gods
Behind her, you hear the voice you only ever imagined you would hear
The man had a bright, familiar aura around him that comforted you
Your eyes went wide as you realised who was standing in front of you
Your father was actually genuinely in front of you, you couldn’t speak, only continue staring stunned
No matter what he tried, you remind motionless cursing yourself that this was your father’s first impression of you
Still shocked, you managed a confused and shaky hello. Apollo just smiled. It wasn’t a condescending ‘you're really weird smile,’ it was a popper fatherly ‘it’s going to be ok’ smile.
He gave all of you the sun chariot so that you could get back to camp
You got on and waved Apollo goodbye as Thalia took the reins.
However, she forgot that it flies. Her extended freak-out led to you taking over mid-air as the poor girl curled herself up in a ball.
While getting ready for capture the flag, you sense Percy’s low mood
He confesses that he’s worried about Annabeth and Mr D refused to let him try to rescue her
You did your best to reassure him that Annabeth will survive, and he’ll see her safe and sound very soon
You walked Percy over to the armoury, still reassuring him
Both of you got your armour on, and you picked up your trusty bow, admiring its curves
Percy uncapped riptide inspecting it while subtly glancing in your direction, you were enchanted as well as enchanting
He watched you slowly run your fingers along the bow top to bottom, then you gently grasped it slowly and delicately stretching the sting and slipping yourself in between
You abruptly turned around to face Percy, and he hurriedly looked away from you, awkwardly clearing his throat
For the entire game of capture the flag, a tense face-off between the hunters and the rest of camp
Michael, fed up with Percy and Thalia’s bickering, split the Apollo cabin into three defensive fronts with the strongest archers being the last line of defence
As one of the camp’s best archers, you were stationed high up in the trees looking down ready to snipe, anyone, you needed to out
You knocked your arrow alongside your siblings, ready for the hunters to come through
You held your position, hyper focused on the ground you expected the hunters to walk through
Suddenly, your vision morphed, and you saw the image of Zoe holding up camp’s flag after taking out the distracted Thalia and Percy
You quickly told everyone to stay put and expect the unexpected and ran back to where Thalia and Percy were still bickering
“Stop it !” you yelled at the two of them, “Your bickering isn’t helping anyone, Michael already set up the Apollo cabin as a perimeter and the Ares kids are on the front lines as usual. Sort yourselves out!”
Percy gulped, eyes wide, but reluctantly allowed Thalia to take control
But it was far too late, the Ares cabin put up a good fight but the hunter’s wiped them out
You heard arrows whoosh through the air, you all stood in wait hoping most of the hunters would be knocked down by the arrows and various other cabins scattered about
No such luck, only a small portion were knocked out by the time they reached the third layer of defence
You waited to hear the distinct sound of piercing arrows, but you heard nothing and Zoe with a small but deadly number of hunters behind her hurtled into view
You knocked your arrow aiming straight for Zoe, she skilfully jumped out of the way continuing to run towards you
Thalia and Percy had occupied themselves with the other huntresses while you charged at Zoe
You took out a small dagger you’d strapped to your thigh and charged
Once close enough, you dropped to the ground, skid along it cutting her calf
Still skidding, you dropped your dagger, replacing it with your bow and knocked two arrows firing them simultaneously at Zoe
You hopped that was enough of a distraction for her to turn around and fight you, buying your team some time
She turned around, facing you directly, and picked up her bow
You saw the tip gleam as she released it, you shot to the side out of the way of the arrow that buried itself in the ground
She knocked the next arrow, releasing it in your direction
You let out a hiss as the arrow skimmed your shoulder, leaving a deep dash in its wake
You gritted your teeth and knocked two arrows, waiting for Zoe to fire
When she did, you ran up a tree, using it as a springboard to get you to higher ground
You let the two arrows loose midair both hit their target Zoe’s thigh and upper arm
You landed on the ground ready to fire more arrows, but it was too late
Zoe was proudly holding the flag in her hand, smiling triumphantly
You hadn’t noticed that with each arrow she fired, she was inching closer and closer to the flag
Your hits were futile as by the time they happened the flag was close enough to Zoe she could easily reach it
You felt a strange mix of admiration for Zoe and loathing for yourself, how could you let something like this happen?
A loud sound snapped you out of your thoughts; turning towards it you saw Thalia and Percy arguing once again
This time about whose fault it was they lost
You watched as they humiliated themselves further in front of the hunters of Artemis
Taking a deep breath, you walked over and got in between them once again
“For crying out loud,” you whispered. “If you want someone to blame, blame me. Zoe was right in front of me and I let her get away, now can you put this argument to bed? We look more pathetic than we did before.” You sighed exasperated
Percy barely registered your words, what really got him to stop was seeing the injury on your shoulder
He reached out gently, touching the side of the cut
His heart leapt into his throat when you winced, “that looks awful, are you gonna be ok?” He asked
“Course nothing I can’t heal,” you grinned, but Percy looked at you in disbelief. “Ok fine, I was just gonna ask Will to do it.”
Despite your reassurances all Percy could do was focus on that the wound as a result he walked you all the way to the infirmary and straight to Will, personally
He refused to leave until he heard Will say it’s not that serious
It all seemed to be a chain reaction because the whole ordeal ended in Will teasing you even more
“I see Mr. Jackson taking personal care of you, he must like you a lot”
You replied, “He does not like me. Not in the way you’re suggesting, at least,”
“But you like him in that way, don’t you?” Will knew the answer, he just wanted to make you say it
“Perhaps.” Will jumped up and down whilst yelling that he knew all along. “Could you be any louder?” you yelled at your brother, “There’s definitely something there, but I’m still trying to figure it out.”
Will nodded and said he would respect your thought process, but he wouldn’t refrain from teasing you about it from time to time
“I always thought you’d end up with a woman,” he remarked.
You laughed and replied, “me too.”
The conversation ended and Will focused on healing the wound
As he bandaged it, Zoe walked in demanding to see you
When she got to your cot, she talked about how she just got a prophecy from the Oracle to rescue Annabeth and that you impressed her so much she wants you to join her on the quest. “I would be honoured to fight alongside you.”
You nodded furiously, it was an offer you couldn’t refuse
Zoe smiled and informed you they would be leaving at first light tomorrow
You walked back to your cabin and stepped inside only to find Percy bouncing his leg up and down sat on your bed
You greeted him and asked if everything was ok
He told you about how it’s unfair that he doesn’t get to go, how of course the reason he wants to go is to help save Annabeth
“Percy, I would love to sneak you into my bag, but I don’t think there’s enough space”
You did your best to try reasoning with him. You told him how his worry for Annabeth might make him act without care for his own life, “and I care about you too much to let you rush into danger without thinking.”
You finished by promising him that you will bring Annabeth back safe
He still didn’t like being left out and argued he would be fine, but as soon as you looked at him incredulously he stopped talking
“I care about you too, so you better come back and it better be without any wounds.” He said, pointing to the bandage
“No fatal wounds,” you replied, and he nodded his head
You hugged him tightly and walked him out of the cabin door, smiling
At the crack of dawn, you picked up your bag and rushed out the door
You had to weave through your siblings, but you made it on time
Zoe informed you Thalia and Bianca (I’m sorry I had to replace Grover) you would have to go without Phoebe
When everyone set off to leave, Zoe stayed behind with you, offering you to join the hunters
You thought back to the conversation with your Will and told her you need time to think, so for now you have to decline
At the Smithsonian, you saw Percy run towards the group, and you mimicked everyone’s expression
Out of breath, he told everyone what he’d overheard. Everything seemed to confirm dreams he had about Annabeth replacing Atlas and how Luke’s skeletons were now targeting him
Zoe’s face was red and her brows furrowed
Before she could yell at him, you stepped in between the two
You calmed her down by making her look at the silver lining of the situation, Percy gained some valuable information even if he did it without consulting anyone
Before she could argue back, you all heard a loud roar
The battle with the Nemean Lion was arduous as nothing could pierce it’s fur
You and Percy shared a look as Percy came with an idea, having no clue what he was planning you nocked an arrow in your bow and held it ready
Percy fed the lion astronaut food and in its disgust it held its mouth open for you to shoot an arrow into its mouth, finally feeling the beast
You gave Percy the lion’s pelt. He of course argued that you should have it
“Nah, it’s not really my colour,” the both of you laughed at your statement. “Seriously though, take it. You figured out how to beat it, it’s yours.”
In return, Percy thanked you for covering for him, “I didn’t really say it then, but thank you for saving me from Clarisse’s wrath and now again from Zoe’s.”
Zoe joined you and Percy. She questioned how Percy managed to find them despite her covering their tracks
Without thinking, Percy said she must have done a terrible job because the group left a massive bread crumb trail for him to follow
You looked down at the floor, heaved a sigh and Percy stopped talking, realising why it was so easy for him to follow the group
You defended yourself, saying you thought Percy might be the fifth member of the quest. It bugged you how the Oracle’s prophecy would be so inaccurate
Zoe accepted your judgement, saying she should have expected an Apollo kid to be able to interpret the prophecy so easily. “There’s still room to join us, you know. Of course, you would have to leave your boyfriend.”
Your heart rate picked up and your jaw dropped. You quickly shook yourself from the shock, “Nope! He’s not my boyfriend!”
“Even better, the offer still stands.”
Percy looked at you in shock. He couldn’t quite believe you were actually considering leaving him.
For a split second, he imagined what it would be like to date you. He snapped himself out of it remembering that you two weren’t dating even if he in his imagination the idea was nice
When you finally lost the skeleton men tailing Percy, you shared a fire with a homeless man
No one took much notice of him, but there was something familiar in his eyes
They seemed to look at you with love, but also scrutiny to some extent. Despite his drab clothing, his skin seemed to glow
You stared at the man for a good while before Percy dragged you away
You were peacefully sat on the train next to Zoe when Percy came over with the same homeless man from earlier
The man soon revealed himself to be your father
You smiled, remarking you knew there was something familiar about him to which Apollo replied “Nothing can escape you can it. You’ve grown up very smart, y/n.”
You stood in shock while Percy covered for you in the form of distracting him with the directions to where they need to go
With enthusiasm, he leads all of you there
On the way, he pulls you aside and tells you Pan should be somewhere close to where you’re headed and to call on him whenever you needed his help
He gave you a small wooden flute to call him when needed
“How do you know? I thought he was Hermes kid” you questioned your father
“Oh, we never found out who his father is. We both keep tabs on him just in case,” he smiled
Before he left, he told you to heed the prophecy because it is absolute, and can’t be changed. “Trying to will only lead to more sadness.”
It doesn’t take long for the skeleton warriors following Percy to find your group again
They fired bullets at Percy, which you snipe out of the air, freeing Percy to strike one down
You go to high five him, but before you can it reforms
You all do a double take but continue fighting
Bianca seemed to be the only one who could defeat them, but there’s only one of her and too many of them
You think back to the flute and ask Percy to cover you while you play it. The Erymanthian Boar defeated the skeletons and took you all right in the middle of the Junkyard of the God’s
You were surprised to see Ares and Aphrodite there, until you remembered who you were talking about and who mostly uses the Junkyard
Suddenly you were very uncomfortable
Aphrodite looks between you and Percy “my my, looks like I don’t need to add any spice to your love life. I almost feel sorry for you. It’s going to be a long, uncertain ride for the both of you before you reach the end. You feel something for both the Athena girl and the child of Apollo over there, don’t you?” She teases, pointing over to you talking to Ares. “However, you like one a lot more than the other, it’s going to take you a painfully long time to figure it out.”
Percy frowns, his heart beating fast, he asks, “which one do I like more? Who do I end up with?”
“I can’t tell you that otherwise it won’t come true,” she teases again giving his nose a small boop
Percy started at you red-faced as you rejoined the group
You asked him if he was ok, and he rubbed the back of his head and gave you a sheepish grin
Your heart skipped several beats and your palms were sweaty
It was an image you never wanted to forget
Aphrodite gently rested her head on your shoulder and seductively whispered in your ear, “I can’t tell you how this ends if you want.”
You gulped, tempted but shook your head
Aphrodite picked her head up from your shoulder and walked around to face you, running her hand along your arm
She looked you up and down, “Do you know what? I respect that.”
You looked around the junkyard as a form of distraction from the intense stare you were receiving from Aphrodite
A glimmer grabbed your attention, you walked closer and took out an electric guitar shaped like your Father’s lyre
You took it thinking of Michael, who would absolutely love it
Zoe then called out, reminding you that it’s in a junkyard, so it’s most likely broken beyond repair
You put it back with a sigh
In the same breath, Bianca takes an action figure that then awakens a defective Talos
At that moment, your vision morphs, and you see Bianca go inside the Talos’ foot defeating it
While everyone was trying to stop it in its tracks, you try to figure out what this means
As soon as you figure it out, Bianca is climbing into the giant’s foot, you yell out, but it’s too late she drives the Talos into electrical wires disabling it but also sacrificing herself in the process
You whisper with tears in your eyes, “The second part of the prophecy has been fulfilled.”
After convincing a group of naiads to take you to the Hoover Dam, Percy starters reciting facts and jokes about it with Thalia joining in while you and Zoe started in awe as they explained it’s one of Annabeth’s favourites
They must be really close, you thought. It was sweet, but your heart sank slightly knowing you’ll never have that close of a relationship
You shook the thoughts out of your head and focused on the quest
All the time Percy was separated from the group you were worried, it’s exactly what you were worried about in the first place
Percy joins back at the worst possible moment, you were prepared to chew him out about running off on his own when you realised you were stuck on the Hoover Dam
Instead, you took to giving him as massive hug, asking him not to run off a second time
Meanwhile, Thalia was praying to her father in the corner, who then sent a metal angel to rescue the group and carry you off to San Francisco
Another problem comes in the form of Dr. Thorn manipulating Thalia into using Ophiotaurus' power
You and Zoe tried everything to stop her, but in the end it was Percy who was able to stop her and also take care of Ophiotaurus, sending him far away. He did, however, have to sacrifice the lion’s pelt to his father in order to do it
The next nail in the coffin of your possible relationship with Percy came in the form of him meeting Annabeth’s parents
They got along so well that Dr. Chase, which you had to admit was incredibly impressive, gave the group his car.
All Percy was doing was being himself, there was no way her parents were going to let a golden boy like that go
Zoe then came up behind you and whispered, “the offer is always open.” You gave her an exasperated look, and she smiled slyly and moved on
Much to your dismay, the misery continued. Before you coil say anything, Thalia called the driver's seat and Zoe called the passenger seat next to her, leaving you with Percy in the back
You looked out of the window, trying to avoid any sort of conversation with Percy as you processed your feelings
It was like the universe was sending you every sign that you shouldn’t even think about anything more than a friendship with Percy, but your heart was pulling you elsewhere
You turned around to face him with a sigh
Without missing a single beat, Percy asked you if you were ok
You brushed it off saying you were just tired but with your answer ensued another awkward silence
One, only Percy seemed brave enough to break. “What was Zoe whispering to you earlier?”
“Asking me to join the hunters, again,” you told Percy exasperated
“Are you going to?” he asked in a gentle, almost hesitant tone. He was preparing himself for the worst
“I still don’t know. I know I have every reason to join, and it really seems like the universe is telling me to, but my heart wants to stay.”
Percy was somewhat relieved to hear your response. It gave him time to try to change your mind
“If you want my opinion. I think you should stay. You’d be leaving so many people behind. So many people that care about you. I think they would be upset to see you leave,” Percy paused, “I know I would.”
You looked at each other. His eyes were pleading as he gave you a tight lipped smile. It was like a movement of understanding had passed through the two, for you. You finally made your decision. Percy’s word were all it took
Before you could reply, however, a lightning bolt struck the car.
Thalia of course blew up in a fit of rage at her godly father
You tried to argue that it might have been an accident, but Thalia was adamant it was her father
The rest of the climb had to be done on foot
When you got to the top of the hill, you were met with the formidable sight of Ladon
You try to get past him, but he notices you and his protective instincts kick in he starts attacking all of you as you try to defend yourselves
You fire your bow several times at the dragon, but it does virtually nothing in the grand scheme of things
In the end it clawed your back, leaving bleeding gashes behind, and it managed to poison Zoe
At that point, you called everyone over to you and erected a protective dome of light
The dragon got closer and reached one of it’s heads towards the dome, but soon after it was lying on the ground passed out
You didn’t waste any time and ran to a safer place away from the dragon
When in safety, before continuing, you had to take care of the wound on your back
Percy watched you as you rub your hand together, he asks what you're doing and all you reply with is “generating heat”
Soon he sees you placing your glowing hands behind your back directly above your wound
He then heard a painful scream escape your mouth, and he realised you were cauterising your own wound
You fell forward and Percy caught you in his arms, you weakly smiled up at him and asked him how he was coping
Percy was truly impressed, after all the pain you’d been through your first instinct was to ask how he was
He replied, “I’m the one who should be asking you that.”
“I'll be fine, it’s nothing I haven’t done before. Although, the wound is a lot bigger than I’m used to. Could you pass me some ambrosia?” you asked, your voice shaking slightly
He passed it to you, still holding you in his arms and helping you drink it
You took your last gulp and started to get up out of Percy’s arms. He protested and told you to rest some more
You shook your head and made your way over to Zoe, told her that you wouldn’t be able to heal her completely, but you could slow down the poison
She nodded her head, and you used your healing abilities to slow the poison
You suddenly have a vision of you and Percy holding up the sky as a battle rages around you
You hurriedly ask Percy to repeat what happened in his dreams, then you ask Zoe to repeat the prophecy
With your vision as the linking puzzle piece, everything was falling into place
Percy smiled, your contracting face was insanely cute
You finally stood with a triumphant grin that Percy returned, making you feel even more confident
You looked Percy in the eye when you told him they all need to take Atlas’ place just temporarily, you trailed off and your face dropped
You turned to Zoe with a sombre expression and said “it’s been an honour fighting alongside you, and it will be until your dying breath,”
Zoe smiled widely, “does that mean you accept?”
You shook your head, now Zoe’s face dropped. Tears pricked your eyes as you choked out, “the last line of the prophecy.”
She took a deep breath, let go of your hand and nodded understanding what was to come
“I understand, the prophecy is absolute. If I am to die but the hands of my father, so be it. Let's go.”
You made your way to the palace, you and Percy looked at each other and ran to take Artemis’ place who was now free to fight
You looked forward to finding Mount Othrys slowly rebuilding itself, spelling possible doom for Mount Olympus
Your heart broke when you heard Zoe’s scream, assuming the final part of the prophecy was fulfilled
Suddenly, you were blown backwards and end up with Percy on top of you
You let out a shaky breath, your heart picked up its pace yet again, and you asked what happened
Percy explained that Artemis had pushed Atlas back under the sky
“You were right about the prophecy. You’re amazing.” He grinned at you and your heart melted
“Thanks, but I think you can get off me now.” You told him
Percy scrambled to get off you, awkwardly clearing his throat
You watch as Thalia battles Luke, pushing him into a chasm and Percy runs over to free Annabeth from the bindings
Artemis gives Zoe a place among the stars and then turns to you
She asked you what your ultimate decision in terms of joining the hunters was
You told her what you told Zoe
She sighed, “a shame. Despite this, you have earned this.” She handed you a moonstone necklace
“Use this to call on the hunters in a time of need. However, it is only for a single use. Chose wisely,” Artemis remarked before she left
Percy provides transport to mount Olympus, and you can’t help but smile the whole time at the sensation of riding a Pegasus
The meeting of the Gods was tense from the start as they were debating the great prophecy trying to figure out who the child was
Thalia then pledges herself to the hunters to everyone’s surprise, effectively eliminating her as the child of the prophecy
That left only Percy, Ares, and Athena both suggest the Gods kill him preventing the prophecy from happening
Artemis spoke up on his behalf, stating that Percy is a hero and if they kill him they are no better than the Titans
It’s put to a vote and Artemis’ words convince many of the Gods to spare Percy
Apollo then invites the group to a party among the Gods, who were you to refuse
At some point, you're persuaded to perform for everyone
You get up on stage and give the performance of your life before returning to camp
Percy goes to Nico to tell him about Bianca’s death and Nico blames him completely
You take a deep breath, step up and put the blame on yourself
“I saw what was going to happen in a vision, but I chose to do nothing. I knew the prophecy was absolute.”
Nico enraged threw the figurine at you splitting the earth in half before walking away
You and Percy both look at each other wide eyed
His father is Hades, you thought
“A child of the eldest Gods,” you whispered to Percy
The break from camp was one of the best
You and Will travelled to visit each other’s parents, so you spent the whole time with each other
Your mothers got along spectacularly well and took a shine to each of you
You returned to camp a few days earlier than Percy and in the meantime started teaching some new Apollo kids archery
Percy walked through camp after his unfortunate accident with Mrs O’Leary as well as the meeting with the council and Grover
He sees you and several other Apollo kids performing “Stacey’s Mom”
You sang the chorus as some Apollo kids clapped while others accompanied you with various instruments
You must have amassed quite the crowd, as the whole camp seemed to applaud when you finished
You spotted Percy on the outskirts of the crowd and ran straight towards him, wrapping him up in a massive hug
You had a short catch-up where Percy told you about meeting Rachel and his fight with two Empousai before running off to tidy his cabin for inspection
You let a small sigh out, going to check if your cabin was clean
During the games next morning, you see Percy and Annabeth disappear between the rocks
You tell Will and Clarisse overhears, telling you that was the entrance to the Labyrinth and how Chiron believes Luke might use it as a springboard for invasion
Once the games finish, you go back to your cabin worried about what that might mean
All of a sudden you hear a faint knocking on the door to your cabin, no one else seems to notice, so you go towards the door and open it
Annabeth is standing in the doorway and asks you to go on a quest into the labyrinth with her
Shocked, you ask her why, and she explains Clarisse had personally recommended you
She wanted you to come with her on her quest, but you’d already been snatched up by Zoe. “Clarisse’s words not mine,” she clarifies
When you, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Tyson enter the labyrinth, you’re all confused. The walls keep shifting, and it seems like there’s no clear way forward
You end up leading the group through it, mostly guessing and hoping for just a bit of divine intervention
Sadly, you get your wish
You end up in a small Roman-Style room with the minor god Janus, who offers you a key
Annabeth takes it after scolding you, “this is where guessing leads you.”
However, he keeps a hold of Annabeth forcing her to make a choice
Fortunately, Hera appears. You all look mildly shocked, and she just looks at you and says, “you wanted divine intervention, so here I am. What do you wish for?”
You blurted out the first thing that came to your mind, “it would be great to have some sort of map.”
She looked at you incredulously and scoffed, “I can’t give you something you already have,” and disappeared
You left the room and found yourself in America's most notorious prison
Inside you find an hundred handed one being held captive by Kampê
You managed to free him, although Tyson did most of the work
Despite his sympathy for your plight he still refused to join, and you had no choice but to leave him behind
After Percy’s deal with Geryon goes awry, he tells the group how he managed to pierce all three of his hearts and defeat him with a single arrow
While everyone applauded him, you knew something wasn’t quite right
Unless Percy was doing some side training with someone else, he was not skilled enough to shoot like that
You brushed it off, saying he must have improved a lot since the last time you trained
Eurytion makes good on his deal and frees everyone
While everyone was getting ready, you overheard Percy trying to convince Nico not to resurrect his sister
You walk over, filled with terror and a little anger, “I hope you're not thinking of bringing back the dead?”
He glared at you, hell fire raging in his eyes
You tell Nico the price you pay for bringing someone back from the dead isn’t worth it
He yelled back and the fire grew hotter
“And why should I listen to you? If you actually did something, I wouldn’t be doing this, would I? It’s not like you would know what it’s like, you’ve got your annoying brother!”
You held back the tears in your eyes as he ripped his gaze away from you
Summoning his sister's ghost ready to resurrect her
When she comes into view, his eyes soften and begin reflecting your own
She greets him cheerfully but as soon as he mentions bringing her back she shakes her head, “You have to move on Nico, I’m the one who let Percy know of your plan. I was hoping he’d be able to stop you”
Nico’s lips were parted and a look of disbelief crossed his face, “if Y/N had done something you wouldn’t be dead, that’s why I’m bringing you back!”
You winced at his words, but Bianca gave you a sympathetic look and continued, “you can’t blame Y/N for that. The prophecy was absolute, there was nothing that could be done.” Before he tried arguing back, she told him of their fatal flaw as Hades’ kids: holding grudges
He said his last goodbyes and though significantly less angry, he still refused to come with you
It was good of Eurytion to allow him to stay for a short period of time
He gives you a further favour in the form of a spider automaton that leads you all to Hephestus’ forge
You all swiftly get back on the road
You held back your tears as best as you could, but the dam burst
You sobbed silently behind the rest of the group
Percy heard a faint sniff and came up behind you, asking why you were crying
Your younger brother died when getting to camp half-blood, and you thought it would be like Orpheus, you get to the underworld and all you have to do is walk about with him without looking. But it was far from that, Hades price was soul for a soul and seeing as you didn’t know that, the soul he demanded was yours. You were prepared to give your life for him, your brother's spirit didn’t agree, he defied Hades in protecting you and was obliterated, no Asphodel Fields, no Elysian, not even Tartarus. You barely got out alive, and you’ve got the scars to prove it.
Percy envelops you in a massive hug, and you cry a little but pick yourself up relatively quickly
Annabeth joins, and it gets a little awkward, she doesn’t really know how to approach the subject
In the end, she admits that she heard the whole conversation, and she’s really sorry you had to go through that
Still sniffling slightly, you thank her
Percy’s heart sings, you were becoming friends with his friends, and it’s all he could ask for
Grover looks back and says he senses Pan, so Tyson goes with him, leaving you with Percy and Annabeth
You carefully stepped into Hephestus’ forge
Your jaw dropped when you saw Telekhines slaving away clanging metal and building something
Annabeth puts her finger to her lips, and you follow her lead around the forge
When you look behind you, Percy was far down the corridor you made eye contact with him
Eyes wide, you jerked your head towards Annabeth
He shook his head, pointing at something
You glanced at Annabeth, then walked over to him. He pointed at a large metallic head being placed on a large metallic torso
“You don’t think-?” you whispered. Percy just shrugged his shoulders
You carried on watching, they were adding legs to it when one of them saw you
You grabbed Percy’s sleeve to run away, but by that point the creature got reinforcements and started running after you
Annabeth looked back at the now ensuing chaos and was furious, but ran to help nonetheless
Percy and Annabeth were slashing left and right with their swords as you fired your arrows
Percy then yelled for the two of you to leave and warn Hephaestus
You tried to call Annabeth away, be she wouldn’t go
Instead, she got closer to Percy and placed her lips on his
You stared, heart slowly breaking
You saw Annabeth kissing Percy
They were hiding behind a rock when Annabeth grabbed him by the collar and brought him up to her lips
Percy’s eyes went wide in shock before settling down and closing, he seemed to enjoy the whole experience
Your heart broke
There was no way Percy liked you back, not now that he knows he’s got Annabeth
The more you through about it, the more it was obvious your subtle attempts at letting Percy know you liked him were probably just annoying to him
The last thing you hear before fleeing with Annabeth was the sound of rushing water
The journey back is done in silence with the occasional sniff from Annabeth
Every time you sigh and try to comfort her
Once out of the Labyrinth she starts sobbing, she slumps against one of the entrance rocks
“Annabeth-“ you sigh
“No!” she says abruptly, “I don’t want to hear anything from you. You caused this. You got caught and now Percy is dead!”
“You don’t know that,” you breathe out.
“Yes I do!” she continues to yell, “I bet you knew it was going to happen and did nothing, just like with Bianca! Why didn’t you do anything?”
You took a deep breath trying to control your ire, “I didn’t, actually. That’s not how it works. I can’t just summon the future, and he’s not dead.”
Annabeth stared at you with a mixture of disbelief and fury
“Prophecies might seem random and vague, but they always make sense,” now confusion was added to her mix of emotions.
You racked your brain for a good metaphor, “it’s like a poem. It might take you on a little detour, a separate journey within the poem sometimes, but it’s to throw you off to confuse you. Prophecies are, by and large, in chronological order. Losing a loved one was last on the list.” You carried on going through the parts of the prophecy that were and were not fulfilled
She looks you up and down her face contorted in disgust as she scoffs, “absurd” and storms off
You stayed in your cabin processing everything
The first couple of days were tense but fine, you were sure Percy was going to come back any day now
The subsequent ones were substantially harder
You spent a lot of your time writing really sad poetry, listening to really sad music, playing really sad music etcetera
You avoided Annabeth like the plague, and you weren’t obvious about it
The only people you saw were your cabin mates, mostly Will, and Clarisse because you knew she wouldn’t ask why you were upset
You spent a large amount of time in the infirmary with Will, helping him out
You got more practice in properly bandaging wounds as well as strengthening his hymns at times
As the days went on you started to doubt yourself and the guilt had set in
Soon, all your siblings knew why you were upset and what happened between Percy and Annabeth
When you finally left your self-imposed isolation, it was for Percy’s funeral
During the whole service, Annabeth was glaring at you
You stood next to Will with your head down, refusing to look at anyone
He rubbed your back and pulled you into a side hug
As his shroud burned, he emerged in front of everyone
Your first instinct was to run towards him and wrap him in a hug, but you stopped yourself as soon as Annabeth ran up to him
Will just continued to hug you as you watched the exchange with a heavy heart
Annabeth made a huge scene, and you rolled your eyes
As you set off back to the cabin, Percy called your name, and you turned around
You took a very deep breath in before talking to him, trying to make everything seem normal
When you faced him, Percy noticed you were still frowning and asked you if you were ok
You brushed it off as just being worried about him, but he didn’t quite buy that
Something else was happening inside that head of yours that you refused to tell him about
He also found it weird that you hadn’t given him a bone crushing hug yet, instead you had your arms wrapped around you, your hands clutching at your arms as if you were holding yourself back
Thus, he took the initiative and almost threw himself on to you, hiding his face in your neck
You stumbled backwards and as you hugged him back he whispered “I missed you”
He untangled himself from you and told you he got a hint from Hephestus, and he knew how to navigate the labyrinth
Percy then asked you to come along and find Rachel
You tried to convince him that you were better off staying, but he insisted
He said if Annabeth was the problem, he could make her apologise
You looked at him confused, worried that he’d figured out it was about her kissing him. He clarified it’s because she yelled at you
“Right, yes because Annabeth yelled at me”
Before you could protest, he took you by the hand and walked off with you
You looked back at Will, and he looked back with a sympathetic expression
When you finally got Rachel you were a little relived, at least you wouldn’t be the only person third wheeling the Annabeth and Percy love show
She leads you effortlessly through the labyrinth, with Annabeth right next to her
Percy was glued to your side, it was almost like the Gods had made him stick to you to run salt in the wound
Percy on the other hand refused to leave you alone until he saw a marked improvement in your mood
He was alive, so you could stop worrying, he even got Annabeth to apologize which was like picking blood from a stone, but you still seemed miserable and because he couldn’t figure out the reason he settled on trying to cheer you up
He cracked jokes which you gave a small smile, he persevered the whole journey
In the end he settled on just being near you, he hopped it would comfort you as much as it comforts him
As you walked along the path, you felt something brush against your hand, you glanced down and noticed every so often Percy’s hand would brush against yours almost like it was seeking you out
Despite the events of the past couple days you decided to keep this moment for yourself, a small spark of hope in the dim darkness that maybe, just maybe Percy did like you
Before long, the four of you were captured by Luke’s forces and Percy was forced to fight one of his brothers
The fight against Ethan is short, Percy beats him easily but refuses to kill him, infuriating Antaeus
With trickery and wit he manages to defeat him and you all escape after he calls Mrs O’Leary
Ethan, however, disappears as soon as you're far away from the arena, you express a sense of foreboding to the group
You quickly reach Daedalus’ workshop and camp’s new swordsman trainer was in fact Daedalus, the downside bing he refused to join camp as he had already made his bed with Luke
As the empousa that disguised itself as Nico’s helpful ghost appears, Daedalus orders you all to flee, but luckily Rachel is able o get everyone back into the labyrinth
When you do, Percy finds a tunnel, but when he tells you to wait you shake your head and say you’re going with him
“There’s no way I’m letting you go in there alone”
You walk down the tunnel and arrive at a golden sarcophagus containing Kronos in Luke’s body
You think back to the prophecy almost immediately, and when Ethan pledges his allegiance to Kronos you're certain you're nearing the end of your journey
Rachel storms in just in the nick of time when Kronos spots you she throws a hairbrush at him and for a moment it seemed like Luke was himself again
This small distraction allowed Nico to summon a wall of black stone, giving everyone time to escape
After Annabeth and Percy’s argument, you finally set off to find Grover and Tyson
During the whole journey, Percy was next to you once again, and he got super close like hugging close
He’d initiate touch more often, either his hand would brush against yours or he’d gently guide you by the waist in front of him
He’d joke around and be more flirty, and it made your heart hammer, but your brain confused, maybe he was just doing all this as your friend ?
Something didn’t feel quite right about that, but it had to be, there’s no way he liked you, him and Annabeth kissed they're basically a thing now right ? Right
You finally got to the Carsbald Caverns, where you saw Tyson watching over an unconscious Grover
When Grover wakes, you enter the final resting place of Pan. He convinces a reluctant Grover to pass on that he has passed away
He dissolves, leaving a piece of him with everyone, and you make your way back to camp
When you get back, camp is deep in preparations for Kronos’ army, you rush to your cabin mates asking Michael what he needed you to do
You took the camp’s best archers with you and stationed them on important vantage points around camp as per orders
You perched yourself on the highest point, watching over a large portion of camp
Your focus was sharp as you shot any monster in your field of vision
But it seemed like every monster you shot down 10 appeared in its place
You were exhausted, and you didn’t notice one climbing up towards you
It started clawing at your leg tipping you off balance, you only just managed to hold onto a ledge and safely bring yourself to the ground
In the rush to get down, you lost your bow and had no choice but to use your sword
You prayed to the gods that your training was enough
You stood in front of the creature with the hit of your sword squarely in the middle of your body waiting for it to strike
You managed to block the first couple blows but as it started attacking faster you found yourself only blocking some
The creature struck your left shoulder then going for your leg which you managed to block it tried again and managed to scrape you
The fight carried on with blood dripping down your leg and arm, but you were ale to cut the beast’s head off, felling it for good
You readied yourself for another attack but found there was none
You limped your way towards the crowd of people consisting of your fellow campers, you were so close but your leg gave out at the last minute, and you toppled to the ground
Percy ran up to you and helped you up, getting you to the infirmary where you were bandaged up ready for dinner
Soon you found out Grover had used Pan’s gift to him and driven the creatures away as well as about Daedalus’ sacrifice
At dinner Will made doubly sure you were ok and that you hadn’t tried cauterising your wounds again; you reassured him that you did no such thing, certainly not after his hissy fit
The rest of the table laughed, for now camp was at peace
Once you gave your offerings, Chiron came up behind you and in a gentle voice asked you to go up to the attic
You nodded and headed straight up weaving thought the various furniture and cobwebs, trying not to get caught or stumble
Suddenly, you heard a voice boom through the silence:
“You will return to the seat of a brother's power, whose prized weapon a thief did dishonour, the man was burned by his misdeeds, the weapon has been lost to the trees, the bow of light shall find its owner, else once again it shall destroy its holder,”
You left that attic thinking about the Oracle’s vague words before reporting back to Chiron
Your quest had been issued
On your way back to your cabin, Nico came up beside you
You stopped walking expecting the worst but what he said surprised you
“I’m sorry I was a brat. I know Bianca’s death wasn’t your fault and I overreacted. She was my sister, and she died, I didn’t know what to do, I’m sorry.”
You smiled and thanked him for the apology, “if anyone understands, it me.”
Your parting for the summer was bitter-sweet, you weren’t going home this summer not properly
You had a week to spend with your mum, but then you were given a quest that if you succeeded at might turn the tide and help beat Luke
When you and Percy said goodbye, he left you with a small ring with a sun engraved into it and a chaste kiss on the forehead
Will saw everything and teased you about your reaction, and you retort with ‘shut up Will, I saw your reaction when Nico touched your hand’ and the subject quickly ceased to be discussed
You and your mum had a really close bond, so spending the week with her was so refreshing
Sadly because of that she also knew you like the back of her hand and forced you to tell her all about Percy but you also dobbed Will in about Nico. She kept that in the memory banks to tease him with when he came to visit
You cooked food for her every evening for the week when she came home from work, and you’d made sure to clean up the house a little while also enjoying some TV
You told your mum about the quest you were sent on but not so much as to put her in danger
She of course was super worried, but she always would be
On the last night she bid you goodbye, and you set off into the night hoping to find Apollo’s bow (now watch me make up a bunch of fake mythology just for a fanfiction)
Legend has it Apollo’s childhood bow was stolen from him but when the thief tried using it Apollo felt it and used the bow to burn his skin. The thief dropped it somewhere in the wilderness, and Apollo was never able to recover it. He placed a curse on it, only allowing one chosen child of Apollo to use it.
Camp found out about it because there had been reports that one of Luke’s lackies had tried using it and, just as the thief's, his skin burned.
Your job was to do nothing but retrieve it for safekeeping at camp
You stayed in the modern city of Delphi, researching more about the ancient seat of your godly father’s power
You discovered that the bow was stolen from your father’s temple right from under the Oracle of Delphi’s nose
The only thing you had left to do was to think like the thief
You got onto the site with a group of tourists and ‘got lost’ in the temple of Apollo. From there you ran in the first direction you could think of, and you ended up in a dense forest just behind the amphitheatre
You thought you’d felt a strange tingle and believed that maybe because you were an Apollo kid you might be able to sense it
You stood in the middle of a forest with your eyes closed looking like an idiot while nothing happened for a good 5 minutes before you gave up
You kept searching the forest until you noticed the light seemed to change as if it was purposefully trying to guide someone away from something
You traced the beams of light back to their source, stepping into a clearing with a gleaming golden bow situated on the ground
Immediately as you picked it up you felt its weight, you could barely lift it and would need some serious strength training to use it
You felt a strong push to use it, as if it was telling you to shoot an arrow from it
You stared at it and without thinking lifted it up in front of you, grasping the string
You quickly shook yourself of the haze as you remembered the consequences of using it when not chosen by Apollo
Divine wrath induced blisters weren’t exactly something that can be healed
You walked out of the cleaning, thinking about how you were going to transport the bow back to camp
You looked down and realised it had transformed itself into a long, rounded gold necklace charm (think Amenedeil’s necklace from Lucifer) that you added to the chain already around your neck
After sending an Iris message back to camp you sat down reading more about the bow and it’s properties
You wanted to find out why Luke wanted it so badly
Looking through old texts, you concluded that being able to shoot arrows from miles away still wasn’t its most impressive power. The bow was capable of shooting flaming arrows as well as its standard ones
You could easily imagine how an exploding arrow could completely turn the tide
The bow could also heal whoever uses it at extremely fast speeds but if you weren’t strong enough to use it you would explode
it’s last significant powers were that of teleportation and shapeshifting, which you assumed it did automatically as it shifted into the charm that is now on your necklace
When you got back to camp, the bow shifted its appearance once more into its true form with a golden flash of light
You and the rest of the Apollo cabin were given responsibility for the bow’s safety
Everyone agreed it should stay as the charm on your necklace to prevent anyone from being tempted to use it and be subsequently turned into ashes
So many of your siblings wanted to try to shoot it; you had to scare them off with warnings that ranged from your hand will rip off as soon as you try to lift it, to, if you try to use it you will explode
From the day you got back, you had strange dreams about using the bow
In one of your most vivid dreams, you stood in the clearing where you found the bow. You gently lifted it off the ground, admiring it’s fit in your hand. You lift it with ease, positioning yourself at a 90-degree angle to where you wanted to shoot. Retrieving a golden arrow from the quiver, you took a deep breath in and released it when you breathed out, only to have the arrow disappear into the sky with no way of knowing where it landed
You went straight to Asher with the dreams, seeing if he might be able to decipher them, but he dismissed the dreams as you probably wanting to use it really badly
You didn’t want to argue
You woke up, after another dream of using the bow's several abilities, you noticed a small golden envelope on your night stand.
You broke the seal and began reading: it was a poem about you and the bow, encouraging you to try it from the only person whose poems could be this bad. Apollo.
You went into the forest, to a similar clearing you found the bow in, and prayed to your father, hoping he would answer. Truthfully you didn’t expect him to, that letter could have easily been a prank by the Stoll brothers
To your surprise, he actually appeared, saying that he’s already broken one rule by contacting one of his children he might as well break another
He explained how, over years of being lost, the bow had developed a consciousness of its own in a way. He no longer picked who used it, the bow picked for itself
Despite your concerns about not being able to match the strength needed to actually utilise the bow, he encouraged you to use it with a ‘if you were not able to wield it the bow would not have chosen you.’ He placed a hand on your shoulder, ‘I think it has finally found a worthy owner.’’
He told you that once you mastered the bow, a bond would be formed, and you would command the bow much like he did in days past
You parted ways with your father and headed back to camp
Percy noticed you heading out of the woods, and any thoughts about fulfilling a prophecy rushed out of his head
He ran towards you, enveloping you in a tight hug that you wanted to reject until you realised it was Percy
After the hug ended, he scolded you for not answering any of his iris messages. You explained to him that you were on a quest to retrieve Apollo’s bow and that you were encouraged to use it, but Apollo himself
‘Well, Perce, you’re just in time to watch me do something incredibly stupid.’
‘Since when was I ‘Perce’, ‘Oh, sorry Percy. I wasn’t thinking.’ ‘No! No, I like it.’
Percy strongly disagreed with your plan, but understood you could never have any surety if you didn’t try
You tried lightening the situation with a joke and Percy didn’t appreciate the idea of you being blown to bits that the joke suggested
You stood in the same clearing you met your father in with Percy
As you lifted the bow into the air, it felt a lot lighter than the first time you touched it.
The bow seemed to effortlessly mould into your hand as you gently gripped the handle
You noticed a quiver of celestial bronze arrows appeared on your back.
You nocked the arrow and as you pulled the string back the arrow turned to light
Percy noticed that in your hands not just the arrow, but the bow, seemed to be made of light. The bright string gently kissed your lips and nose
You took a deep breath in, summoning the courage and strength to actually wield the legendary bow and aiming for the sky
You let out a slow breath; you let the fingers gripping the bowstring to relax and free, the arrow which leapt into the sky
You stood frozen to the spot, watching the arrow travel further waiting for and explosion or burning to rack your body, but you were fine
Percy’s heart leapt just as far as the arrow when he saw you were unharmed
He ran up to you once more, gripping your waist and spinning you around in a circle
Before you had time to process what was happening, Percy placed you on the ground and pressed a quick kiss to your lips
Your lips tasted of mango lip balm, and he wanted more, but he knew he couldn’t
You just stared at him dazed, Percy kissed you. PERCY KISSED YOU
Alarm bells were going off: what did it all mean? Did he like you as well? No, that would be ridiculous
‘Sorry, I um…’ Percy stammered. ‘I got swept up in the moment,’
‘Of course, makes sense it was a very emotionally charged life, or death situation makes sense.’ your heart dropped hearing his words, but you didn’t have time to focus on them, Chiron needed to be notified. The chosen Apollo kid was in camp half-blood!
You and Percy ran up to the big house and told Chiron and Mr. D, they were both elated (well Mr. D let out more of an approved grunt than anything else)
You took both of them out to the archery grounds and shifted the charm back into a bow. The quiver appeared like magic behind your back once again.
Nocking the arrow and pulling the string back, you closed your eyes imagining an arrow of fire flying towards the target and setting it on fire
Everyone gathered around you as they saw the arrow turn to fire
You released the string, and it hit bullseye, setting the whole target on fire
You let loose a second arrow, this one exploding the target before it could be burnt up completely
There was one more thing you wanted to try that would probably freak everyone out, but you were on fire and too curious not to try it
You popped your head through the gap between the bowstring and the belly with the upper limb over your left shoulder
You look out a small dagger and cut your palm
Everyone gasped, Percy was about to run to you to yell at you for what you were doing before he realised that the cut was healing by itself
The bow transformed back into a charm on your necklace and everyone applauded and lifted you up above them
You beamed while crowd-surfing, relieved and more than proud in your abilities
You don’t even have time to properly catch up with Percy as you're swept off to the war council and Percy and Annabeth go to the Oracle
When they come back having heard the prophecy the war council is in shambles and Clarisse storms out yelling about the Ares cabin refusing to fight
You had no idea anything could discourage and Ares kid from fighting
Annabeth recited the prophecy, everyone was in agreement that it was about Percy, but something didn’t seem quite right to you
You kept quiet, not knowing what was so off
Later you saw Percy walking to the training grounds, and you caught up with him, asking him what happened
He gave you the rundown of the situation with Annabeth and Grover, and he just wanted to sit with Mrs O’Leary and forget about everything
The two of you started searching for her when you spotted her scampering away into the forest
You both ran into the forest after her, finding Nico and the council of elders discussing grover with Juniper defending him
Afterwards, Nico has a conversation with you and Percy about gaining the same advantage as Luke in battle he seemed very pushy about it towards Percy and very reluctant to have you come with them
This made you more determined to tag along
In the end, Percy relented, and you all travelled to Luke’s mum’s house
The entire trip was weird
Upon entering Ms Castellan’s house, she greeted both Nico and Percy as Luke, assuming you’re Luke’s partner
She talks openly about everything to do with Luke’s life. How he ran away to protect his mother and how he needed his mum’s blessing to become a host for Kronos
When you tried to leave, she seemed possessed before returning to normal
You dismissed the occurrence but couldn’t ignore the fact the goddess of the home stood outside the house
She provides lunch and gives a slightly ominous statement. No matter what side she takes you can not forget her, she is the goddess of the home
Then she takes you to Percy’s mum and his stepdad Paul has a small freak-out finally believing Sally about the supernatural
Sally keeps giving Percy a look that you can’t quite place after you introduce yourself
Sally then takes him into another room, looking at you very sweetly in contrast to Percy who was trying his best not to make eye contact with you
When everyone was out of earshot, Percy’s mum started relentlessly teasing him about his crush
‘They’re very pretty, aren’t they? And a child of Apollo, well it certainly makes sense they quite literally glow. My Percy you have chosen well!’
You on the other hand had a small conversation with Paul, finding out he worked at the school Percy went to
The two of you had a lovely conversation about Shakespeare that mainly focused on his sonnets, but occasionally you’d discuss one or two plays
You were in the middle of a conversation about how Iago is presented in Othello and how much of a genius villain he really is when Percy and his mum walked back in
Paul joked that you might need to give Percy some English lessons
With introductions over and jokes out the window, Sally reluctantly gives Percy her blessing to bathe in the River Styx
This time you were the one to take Nico and Percy to Central Park, testing out another one of the bows powers
There Percy felt Grover, who altered them to the death of Pan as well as Morpheus’ appearance worrying you all
Grover opens the passage to the underworld, and you trek down to the river
While on the Nico changes the course from the river to Hades place betraying Percy who fights Nico when he finds out, but the furies disarm him and take everyone to Hades throne room
Hades reveals the truth about Nico’s past, and you just look at him resentful, ‘I hope it was worth it, Nico. I hope you’re happy’
Truthfully, Hades didn’t know what to do with you, he hadn’t planned for an extra person in the deal with his son
He recognized you instantly, the only other child of Apollo that dared venture into his realm and twice at that
For your tenacity, he rewarded you by giving you a head start before he sent the furies to rip you apart
You immediately ran for where you assumed the river Styx must be from myths and the limited time you spent in the underworld
It was the most logical choice given that if Percy had escaped, that’s probably where he’d be heading
You grasped your father's bow, sending a tirade of fire arrows raining down on the furies, enough to confuse them and slow them down
You made it to the river with only a minimal amount of scrapes that had easily healed themselves
You saw Percy with another figure by the bank of the river, and you drew another arrow ready to shoot the traitor
Percy was quick to stop you, explaining Nico had no idea of his father’s plan and helped bust Percy out of jail
You and Nico waited anxiously on the banks of the river for Percy to resurface, surely it can’t take this long
‘Look, I’m sorry, that’s why I didn’t want you to come. I didn’t want you to get involved. I know for a fact Percy would have maimed me if something had happened to you.’
You were still angry at him but accepted that his words were coming from the heart. You sighed and replied, ‘look, I get it, but chasing the past will only end in more hurt. Besides, as his kid, you should know that his deals are always naff.’
Nico just looks at you confused, and you told him the story of your brother and suddenly your previous warning made sense
While in the river Percy had two voices pulling him in two different directions, yours and Annabeth’s
Only one however would lead him out of the river
He reached towards your voice and suddenly he was back in camp
He was swimming in the lake with you looking down on him from the bank
He started to swim away but you held him by the hem of his shirt smiling
“Come on Percy, you can’t stay in there forever”
You pulled him out keeping your hand on the small of his back
He was overwhelmingly happy with your presence next to him
Still holding the small of his back you leaned in
Percy suddenly rises from the water with a gasp, you help him out, all while insisting on how he managed to anchor himself and if he’s truly alright
He ignores your main question, opting to answer with ‘I promise I’m fine,’ blushing profusely
Despite being attacked by Hades and his worker bees, with Percy’s new strength, he rips through them with ease.
Percy tells Nico to try and convince his father to fight for the right side, and you leave the underworld with him
You listen as Percy explains his plan to save Olympus, just smiling at him.
You bite your lip and say, ‘you know we still have a traitor in our midst, right?’, ‘yeah but I’m working on a plan for that’, you look at him almost breathless, the boy doesn’t cease to amaze you
‘What’s that look for?’ the look you give him leaves him breathless. It’s like you're admiring him, but not as a leader or a friend, but something else entirely
‘Nothing,’ you bite the inside of your cheek to quell your smile as much as you can, ‘let's get to the Empire State.’
The atmosphere is tense, especially as Percy almost collapses after Hestia shows him a vision of Luke
Hermes brings a message from Athena warning to keep an eye on the rivers. However, he also brings with him admonishment towards Annabeth for not preventing Luke from hosting Kronos
Percy is about to give Hermes a piece of his mind, but you stop him, stepping forward instead, ‘Quite frankly sir, your son is not Annabeth’s responsibility and furthermore Annabeth is in no way in charge of other people’s actions. Your son’s stupid decisions are not on her!’ you took a deep breath before continuing, ‘But neither are they on you. Luke, for better or for worse, has made his choice. All we can hope now is that it’s not too late to turn him to the side of good and if that fails stop him from destroying the world.’
Everyone including Hermes was speechless
Hermes gulped, nodded his head and left
It was Percy’s turn to stare at you with awe. You argued with a god and won, not just that but the god that created your father's beloved lute
There isn’t a single thing Percy didn’t love about you
Now it was your turn to blush
The tender moment is interrupted by Michael yelling your name and informing everyone that Manhattan has been put to sleep. The invasion has begun
Percy splits everyone off in all directions like the true leader he is
He looks at you ready to send you off to your cabin mates, but you interrupt, ‘Don’t even try it, I’m staying with you,’ He knew better than to argue with you, plus it made him feel a lot more confident
In the end, you Percy and Annabeth go and help your fellow Apollo campers and manage to get Kronos to retreat, giving the campers time to regroup
You saw Michael Yew still on the bridge when Percy collapsed it and got your cabin mates to search for him
You settle in for the night but find it really hard to sleep despite the fact you provided small night lights for yourself and all the other Apollo kids
You thought you’d talk to Percy, but he was asleep, not peacefully, but you figured some sleep is better than none
You walked to the makeshift infirmary where Will was changing a campers bandages while they were asleep
‘Can’t sleep?’ he asked. ‘Clearly,’ you replied. After a couple beats of silence, you spoke again, ‘you should get some rest. I’ll take over for a bit.’
He looked at you incredulously, ‘What? You are literally the worst healer we have.’ You choked, ‘yeah, but I can change bandages!’
‘Can you?’ Will asked and you both burst out laughing. He handed you a gauze and told you to place it over the wound before he helped you wrap the bandages round the camper's leg.
‘Yeah look at that shoddy work, definitely not leaving you here unsupervised,’ you chuckled at his remark. ‘Besides, the chosen one needs more rest than the medic.’
You gave him a gentle shove, laughing slightly.
‘So,’ he pipes up again. ‘You and Percy, any developments?’
You smiled gently, looking at the ground. Lately things have been pretty good, but you still can’t get the thought that he likes Annabeth more than you. I mean who wouldn’t, she's smart; she’s got beautiful princess curls she actually knows what she's doing fighting with a sword. Plus, she’s a hell of a lot more helpful in this mess of a war. You kinda feel like you're just tagging along, more of an onlooker than an active part.
‘I think the lack of sleep is getting to you Y/N’ Will laughs, and you laugh with him. He never fails to reassure you and make you feel better.
The world might be falling apart, but at least you’ve still got Will. Not to mention all your friends and your other brothers and sisters.
When Thalia woke Percy up to speak to Prometheus, he had a small panic because he couldn’t see you sound asleep in the cot next to his, but before he was able to worriedly search for you Thalia drags him to the meeting
Even though you're not next to him, he feels you encouraging him, telling him not to give up.
He walks back with Pandora’s box, telling himself over and over that they’re not giving up. Your voice in the back of his mind telling him there’s always hope
When he sees you sound asleep in your cot, he can finally relax a little and falls asleep again
When Percy wakes up, he simply grabs you by the wrist and takes you to Central Park with a few other demigods
You and the other demigods fight Hyperion’s monsters, while Percy battles the titan on his own
You take out the monsters with ease. You might not have Percy’s strength, but your bow had served you well
Its healing properties essentially keep you from being injured, the only thing you had to deal with was the pain that accompanied your wounds. Sadly, it would often stay a little longer than the wound itself.
You quickly got to higher ground and flipped off a statue spinning in the air as you released three arrows at the same time, all exploding on impact, finishing off the rest of Hyperion’s monsters.
You got Grover and the rest on standby as you went over to help Percy#
He got behind Hyperion and fired an exploding arrow, making him turn around.
‘Come on! How have you not crushed us yet? We’re bugs compared to you, and somehow we're still better. You’re Hyperion! Is that the best you can do?’
You taught him long enough for Percy to create a hurricane, dousing his fiery aura to allow Grover and the others to seal him inside a maple tree.
Sadly, there’s not much time to celebrate as the Caledonian Sow starts wreaking havoc.
Sadly, you make the unfortunate mistake of the flying pig, it attacks you first
Thankfully you're saved by Percy on blackjack and while he’s trying to escape the Sow as you’re shooting it down
In the end, Percy calls some automatons to destroy it, and they finish off the Sow.
You both fly back to the empire state and to your dismay see that the campers have been significantly pushed back by Kronos’ forces
Just in the nick of the Party, Ponies save the day.
Percy comes with you to see will and try and heal some more of the wounded
Will mutters about not needing two terrible healers, but you ignore him telling Percy to give nectar to the wounded as she cleans their wounds ready to be expertly dressed by Will and the other healers.
Percy does as he’s told, all the while looking at you as cleaned everyone’s wounds
He thought about all that you did today, it was amazing to see you in your element. There was no doubt you were one of camp’s strongest
‘What’s that look for?’ you teased him, repeating his own words
Percy just laughed and replied, ‘nothing, just looking at you’
You started to giggle and he giggled along with you
‘There’s something we need to talk about’ you said
‘Oh no, that serious tone is never good.’ you gave him a withering smile
You went for a ripping off the plaster approach, “I don’t think the prophecy is about you. Not fully at least. I don’t think it would be that much of a stretch to assume the battle is for Luke’s soul?”
Percy on the inside was relieved that it might not be about him, but he still can’t take the possibility off the table
However, something still nagged at him. He replied, “that makes no sense.”
You told him about the vision after you woke up. You saw Percy hand Luke a knife and he looked like he was debating what to to with it
“Maybe the decision is whether or not he sacrifices himself. Think about it, he's the only one who knows where his weak spot is and if he dies our big bad goes with him.”
Percy sighs, he wants to believe you but he can’t, “that still leaves the elderly gods part. He just doesn’t fit the bill.”
Your whole body tensed, “I’m not saying I’m correct but just consider it please.”
Percy replied without thinking, “I can’t! It’s such a big stretch and I can’t take that risk. Honestly, you’ve been so spot on before, it’s a wonder you're not now.”
You started at Percy. Anger was crossing through your veins. You sighed sharply running your young along your teeth, “leave, just go. We can finish this later.i think we both need to cool down. Maybe next time you won’t be so rude.”
Later, Percy rushes back to the hotel everyone used as base and ran straight towards you, embracing you in a hug
You were surprised considering yesterday, but you allowed him to carry on
With unadulterated joy, he said that the prophecy wasn’t about him
You asked how he knew, and he told you the whole story about how Rachel flew in on a helicopter, but it failed and Annabeth had to get into the cockpit and safely land it
‘I see, You’ll believe Rachel when she tells you, but not me. Good to know.’ you started walking away, but Percy grabbed your wrist
He apologised, admitting there was no excuse for his behaviour. He did believe you deep down, but on the surface he felt hurt that another thing was out of his control. At least when it was him, he could do something about it.
You forgive him and tell him that he’s doing his best. He’s doing so well he’s literally been dubbed the leader of the entire camp, an achievement in itself
In a moment of silence, your eyes met. It was almost like your breathing was in sync. You looked at his locks, tracing each small hair down to his face. His beautiful sea green irises reflected what looked like admiration but also relief
Before you could analyse them further they were ripped away from your gaze, fixing themselves instead of a large sound.
Clarisse seemed to be leading the Ares cabin
You get a sinking feeling in your stomach, Clarisse is stubborn as a mule and there’s no way she’s changed her mind
Everyone else around you cheers and ‘Clarisse’ charges into battle tearing thought the enemy lines until she’s met with a drakon that strikes her down
You all rush over to her ready to carry her off to the infirmary when another Clarisse appears, one you all recognize as the real one.
She takes control of her cabin and leads it to victory, beating the drakon single-handedly, earning her father's blessing
Selina fessed up to being the spy and how she was threatened by Luke making his case for redemption thinner
Soon you Percy Grover and Annabeth make your way to Olympus to set up more defences, accompanying Grover to the gardens
While Percy was convening with his father in what could be described as the stupidest plan ever, your own father came up to you
He told you how brave you and your siblings were. He also spoke of your ingenuity with his bow and declared you it’s owner
After he said this, he took your right forearm into his hand
With a slight burning pain, just before the crease appeared a small, pale yellow half sun surrounded by arrows
You thanked him with a huge grin, constantly glancing at your new mark
“There’s no need to thank me, you have proven yourself worthy of welding the Golden Bow. May your aim always be true”
You quickly hurried to rejoin Percy, who was recovering from nearly being obliterated by his father for sitting in his throne, and both share your good news
Your celebrations are cut short, however, when Thalia announces Kronos’ army is at Olympus’ door
You, Percy Thalia, Annabeth and Grover are all separated from the rest of camp and Hades undead army, fighting Kronos’ vanguard alone
You quickly shot an exploding arrow at the vanguard, effectively cutting Kronos’ forced in half
You and Percy exchanged a grin before joining back into the fray back to back.
You covered Percy and the others with a barrage of arrows as you all followed Kronos, trying to prevent any further destruction of Olympus
Thalia is crushed under Hera’s statue but urges all of you to keep moving
Ethan gets into the way of your group and as you're about to shoot an arrow at him, Percy stops you
By some miracle, he convinced Ethan to help Olympus instead of Kronos
Sadly, he soon killed for his betrayal by the titan
After Kronos angrily wipes the vision of Typhon being beaten, Annabeth tries to reach out to Luke one more time in hopes of him regaining his senses
She succeeds somewhat, but Luke struggles to keep control
Percy had intended to kill Luke himself, but your warnings about the prophecy not being about him repeat inside his head on a loop
Finally, it all clicks in place. IT’s about Luke
He gives Luke Annabeth’s blade and Luke choses to save Olympus by sacrificing himself
When the Gods return, everyone is given a reward: Annabeth is made Olympus’ architect and your father of course requests more statues of himself; Grover is given the final seat on the Council of Cloven Elders and all the fallen would be awarded Elysium
You were glad Michael would have peace
You stood back, content all of your friends efforts were rewarded, however, your father wouldn’t waste an opportunity to praise you in front of all the Gods
He beamed as he spoke of the Golden Bow finning a worthy owner after centuries and the mark on your forearm begin to glow indicating to the Gods you were the owner in question
You were bestowed with a golden Laurel wreath and declared the slayer of beasts
Of course, this was all an elaborate excuse for your father to shower you with gifts, most of which were poems about every fight of yours he witnessed
However, the most significant gift was Apollo’s blessing, allowing you far greater power over light including the ability to turn invisible and “just for fun” the ability to play all instruments
He went off on one, how normally your eyes would turn brown if they weren’t already and the hair would turn blonde with orange stripes in it, but he quite liked your eyes and hair
“They remind me of your mother”
So instead you got golden highlights accompanying your new powers
Finally, it was Percy’s time to shine. You were excited for him, wondering what kind of reward he’d get for all his bravery
What you didn’t expect was immortality, you stood staring at him wide-eyed
You wanted to be happy for him, but secretly hoped he wouldn’t take it
Then you wouldn’t be able to tell him about your feelings for him
He probably wouldn’t be allowed outside Olympus, you’re not stupid, you’ve seen the Hercules Disney film
Percy was shocked to say the least, he never thought he’d do something so spectacular as to earn immortality
For a split second he was tempted to take it, but he looked back at your sad face and realised, there’s no way he could
Instead, he makes a list of demands, that if anyone but the God’s chosen hero were to make they would be smote
But thanks to those demands, Percy made the camp a better place
For one, Nico would finally have his own cabin, along with the kids of the minor gods
When everyone got back to camp, your siblings planned a swift celebration
The music was pumping, and you felt each and every note
It was euphoric, every beat every note pumped through your veins like never before
You grabbed a spare guitar ready to give the blessing a test drive
Everyone looked at you shocked as you felt the melody ripple pleasantly through your body
Everyone cheered nonetheless when you placed the guitar back down again
You joined the crown once again dancing your heart out before your arm was grabbed, and you were pulled out
Percy was leading you away from the crowd and grumbled when he heard whooping front the direction he dragged you away from
He kept going until you got to the lake, the setting sun reflecting peacefully off its waters
Percy took both your hands in his and looked you in the eye summoning his courage
‘I really like you,’ it was out in the wind and all you could do was stare flabbergasted
Your heart was leaping for joy but your brain was holding it back because it didn’t make sense
“I thought, but you… you and Annabeth… in the labyrinth, you- you kissed’
Percy wasn’t expecting that to coke out of your mouth, sure he was prepared for rejection but somehow this was worse
‘I-yeah I guess we did I kinda forgot about that,’
You stood there still shocked as he continued trying to figure out what everything meant
‘I forgot because I kinda figured everything out while in the River Styx. I- wow never thought I’d have to say this, I honestly thought I’d take this to the grave, it’s a little embarrassing. You were what grounded me to this world, I could feel you pulling my shirt at the small of my back and holding me there until we nearly kissed. At that moment I was no longer confused, I knew it was you I wanted.’
‘So that’s why you avoided my question’ Percy nodded shyly
You bit your lip thinking, processing all the information
You moved closer to Percy parting your lips slightly and grasping the small of his back
You gently put pressure on it
Percy gasped smirking you asked ‘and that’s where your weak spot is isn’t it?’
He hastily nodded blush dusting is cheeks as you brought your lips closer to his
‘While we’re confessing things, that week where I was shut in; I wasn’t sick. I was upset about you and Annabeth and wanted to avoid you. The angry states you got from my siblings were because they knew I liked you’
‘Oh’ it was all starting to make sense now that the dots were out together for him.
You stayed like that until the last rays of sun fell over the horizon
‘Hey water boy ,’ you smiled at Percy’s dumbfounded face. ‘Are you gonna kiss me or not?’
He did not have to be told twice
He slammed his lips down in yours
You reviled in the feeling of his lips on yours finally getting to feel what you’ve longed for
You felt warm sparks fly out of you and as you parted with Percy you looked around finding your bodies surrounded by small yellow sparks
‘That’s new,’ you smiled, thanking the Gods and mostly your dad for helping set the mood.
Extras
A/N: Oh my goodness, this was way too long. It was 37 pages of a Google doc, and I probably should have split it into parts. Also, I am the queen of putting the keep reading in awkward places (Hi future me, the keep reading was deleted because it turns out that’s was ate the text I had to re paste)
Edit (03/07/22): I didn’t realise I forgot to copy a whole chunk of the story from the word doc. It’s now fixed between the Empousa (sp?lol) and Percy’s “I missed you” was where the gap was
Edit (05/06/23): I was made aware by an anonymous user that I used she/her pronouns in the section with Percy’s mum. This has now been rectified. As a result I did remove the line about a wedding. I was unsure of how to reword it in a gender neutral way so opted to remove it entirely. I also noticed while making this change I used ‘girlfriend’ instead of partner in the section where they visit Luke’s mum. The same user notified me of an issue with the hunters of Artemis section. I was unaware of what they meant. I looked through any instance i mentioned the hunters or Zoe and removed “You told him Zoe was probably more comfortable taking girls, considering she’s one of Artemis,’’ hunters.” Again I was unsure of how to word this in a gender neutral way so opted to remove it. I have replied to the full ask and is under #untitled Percy Jackson headcannon for anyone who wishes to read my initial response. I believe that’s all the mistakes rectified. If not please tell me and I will fix them
#percy jackson fluff#percy jackson imagine#percy jackson fic#percy jackson fanfiction#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo fanfic#percy jackson and the lightning thief#percy jackson and the heroes of olympus#percy jackson and the olympians#percy jackson and the battle of the labyrinth#percy jackson and the sea of monsters#percy jackson and the titan's curse#percy jackson and the last Olympian#percy jackson x reader#percy jackson headcanon#percy jackson x you#percy jackson x y/n#percy jackson x apollo!reader#untitled percy jackson headcannon
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A Little Too Drunk To Remember
Synopsis: Synopsis: After celebrating a bit too much after their win, Percy gets a little too drunk to remember who his girlfriend is.
#fanfic#fluff#own character#reader#percy jackson x reader#percy pjo#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy series#pjoverse#percy jackson x you#pjo#perseus jackson#the last olympian#the lightning thief#sea of monsters#the titans curse#the battle of the labyrinth#last olympian#chalice of the gods#percy#jackson#pjo fandom#pjo series#heroes of olympus
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Angst? 🥺 family, friends, lovers idc I want be sad
Whump Angstttttttt
Hidden Secrets
“Kidnapees don’t talk.” The thief cocked their gun, barrel only millimetres from the civilian’s face. “So shut the fuck up before I put a bullet in your skull.”
The civilian swallowed, hard, struggling to pull themselves together with a quivering lip. “Y-you have to understand; you have t-the wrong guy.”
For a moment, the thief’s expression softened and the civilian felt a brief relief wash over them like an ocean wave. But like all waves do, it barely lasted a second before it was gone and the thief’s lips curled into a smile. “Do you really think I’m dumb enough for that to work on?”
“…well—”
“Hero doesn’t just date someone without telling them about their whole operation. They’re quite known for having loose lips.”
Clenching their teeth, the civilian sucked air in between them as they tried not to shake so visibly. “I-I’m not dating Hero.”
With a sigh the thief dropped their gun, a futile threat since the civilian was secured to a post from head to toe with coarse rope. Taking a step back, but still maintaining eye contact with their captive as a chuckle rose in their throat. “Let me get this straight…”
Like a deer in headlights the civilian watched intently as the thief began to shuffle through their pockets. Pulling out and revealing a few palm sized printed photographs, the civilian’s stomach sunk.
Each one had a blurry yet decipherable picture of them and their significant other in it. Taken from outside their windows, sliding glass patio door, front door, etc. Until the thief stopped on one specific print of everybody’s well-known saviour, Hero, changing out of their suit into their civilian attire with the completely oblivious Civilian one closed door away.
They held the picture up to eye level. “You mean to tell me that this—” the criminal tapped the small figure of the civilian’s lover with one finger, “isn’t your sweetheart in their work clothes?”
It wasn’t worth pretending that their heart hadn’t stopped in that moment, or that their blood turned cold. The villain in front of them already knew, they could see it in their face and they could feel it in the air that stuck between them.
So when the civilian opened their mouth they didn’t even know where the strength had come from to speak. “I-I don’t, they’re not… Hero…”
The thief lowered the image back into their pocket along with the others. “I don’t believe you.”
To be fair, the civilian didn’t believe themselves either.
“But, I do doubt that you knew.” Three steps and the gap between the two was only a breath wide. “Which is odd, considering they’ve never been so cautious before. Maybe they really like you.��
Although the civilian was hearing the words coming from the other’s mouth, they weren’t registering them, barely focused enough to realize how much danger they were in at the moment. All they could think about was their lover and the undeniable risk they had been putting the civilian in for the past two years without regard for their safety.
Or that maybe the other didn’t like them enough to trust them.
Or that maybe their relationship had been a front for investigative purposes all along.
Or that—
“Are you even listening to me?” The thief’s strong hand grasped their jaw, jolting the civilian back to reality. They scoffed when the other’s eyes cleared back to the present and let go of their face, pushing back and away from the civilian. “Ready to listen? Or should I just leave you to rot down here?”
Without really understanding the civilian nodded, but their preoccupied mind wouldn’t stop trying to wander as the thief pushed for their attention. However, their captor seemed satisfied with their response and continued.
“You, are clearly incapable of being any help to me—”
“So you’ll let me go?” It was a long shot and their voice quivered as they spoke, but they couldn’t stop themselves from trying.
The thief glared at the civilian, shaking their head no. “Obviously not. But, your precious Hero is sure to coming breaking down the door in the next twenty-four hours or so, which means that you will get your freedom, right after I question your Hero. Alright? For now just be a good little prisoner and sit tight.”
Usually, the civilian would’ve made a snarky comment about not being able to sit when they were tied standing to the post, but they didn’t have the energy anymore. They just wanted to go home, grab their things and leave, never to see the hero again.
But now they were tied up and going to be forced to face their lying lover where they couldn’t escape.
#civilian not having a good time lolz#raise your hand is theif should become caretakerrr#hero x villain#villain x hero#hero#drabbles#villain#fantasy#imagines#scenarios#hero and villain#villain and hero#heroes#villains#villains and heroes#heroes and villains#heroes x villains#villains x heroes#civilian#thief#angst#hero x civilian#civilian x hero#kidnapping#civilian whumpee#whump#whumpee
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are there any fics of what happened the day Apollo was cast down to Manhattan in the throne room how did everyone react and how did the day go when he was about to become a mortal? And is there any fic of Nico di Angelo first admitting he is in love with will solace?
if you know any plz share the link with me
#PLEASE IM BEGGING#the trails of apollo#the hidden oracle#the dark prophecy#the burning maze#the tyrants tomb#the tower of nero#percy jackson and the olympains#the lightning thief#the sea of monsters#the titans curse#the battle of the labyrinth#the last olympian#the heroes of olympus#the lost hero#the son of neptune#the mark of athena#the house of hades#the blood of olympus#Solangelo#will solace#nico di angelo#nico di angelo x will solace#Apollo
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so y’all know epic: the musical, yeah? y’all know how athena’s whole bit in the musical is that she wants to create the greatest warrior based on her principles so the olympians and mortals will notice her. now, i don’t remember how well that works out for her in the odyssey, but i feel like it doesn’t work out well. and i don’t think it’s only in epic (although that is at the forefront of my mind rn). i feel like this is a theme throughout all of mythology. athena is always on the hunt for respect and recognition from everyone around her because she isn’t taken seriously, especially under ares’ shadow.
now look at annabeth. she is always searching for respect and wants to be taken seriously in all three pjo formats. in the musical, she has a whole song about how she’s invisible and wants to be important, especially to the gods. it’s shown so much in the show, too.
but unlike athena, annabeth has someone she doesn’t need to earn respect from. she has percy, who only wants her to be a kid. percy, who doesn’t understand or care about the gods ideas of respect. he just loves her for being her. and he teaches her that the gods example isn’t the right one.
#percy jackson and the heroes of olympus#percy jackson x annabeth chase#percy series#percy jackson#percabeth#pjo#pjo tv show#pjo musical#the lightning thief
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"logan as triton" "chris as paul" what about logan and chris as the two brother water spirits percy bargains with in tlo?
#about chris as paul#im sorryyyy i cant imagine 💅💙🌈🤪 chris mccarell as 📕🤓🍂 😆 paul blofis#percy jackson#pjo#annabeth chase#rick riordan#percabeth#pjo fandom#pjo tv show#heroes of olympus#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo tv series#the last olympian#the titans curse#sally jackson#percy jackson spoilers#perseus jackson#percy x annabeth#percy series#percy pjo#percy and annabeth#annabeth#grover underwood#percyjackson#logan lerman#the lightning thief musical#tlt musical#pjo tv#pjo show
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