: ̗̀➛ ꜱᴏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ? — ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵐᵖᵗ, ᵃ ᵗʳᵒᵖᵉ, ᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᶠ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ'ˡˡ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ᵇˡᵘʳᵇ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ!!
chaotic but smart with no regard for their own safety x sensible one who keeps them alive but also starts to loosen up being around them with jason grace<33
omg this was so fun to write xx
(also includes platonic leo x reader)
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You watched eagerly as Leo scribbled a drawing of the contraption you two had been talking about inventing for the past two minutes.
"And, you may be wondering, where do the actual mechanisms go? Well, my friend, they go into a little box that you will carry on your back here," he grinned excitedly as he sketched the idea out on the stickman you.
You tutted at him. "Idiot, just make shoes for it- sneakers, and make the sole slightly thicker, and that's where they'll go. That way, the motion sensors will be more sensitive so there's no chance of it landing when we don't want it to, also there'll be no need for the Wii remote controllers to control the direction of where you fly," you nod. "And-" you snatch the pencil off of him and scrawl the ideas messily as they come to you; "-we add little wings, to make it look like Hermes' rad boots, add LED lights for flair, before we ask for a little help from the Hecate cabin for the wings to be able to set on fire- on command- without actually burning- oh, and so the whole thing doesn't overheat."
Leo looked at you in awe. "Oh my gods, and I thought I had the good ideas."
You merely grinned back at him in response, picking up the sketchpad and practically sprinting towards bunker nine, eager to make your thoughts come to life.
After a long three hours (you and Leo together were practically criminal masterminds- no one could decide whether it was a good thing or not), and a trip to the Hecate cabin who were more than happy to oblige, the sneakers were done.
Leo let out a low whistle. "Oh, man."
"I know, right," you squealed, quickly pulling them on. You tugged on the perfectly tied laces of both shoes at the same time, and you were instantly in the air. You laughed triumphantly, getting used to the feel of them as you twirled in circles mid- air, snapping your fingers and shrieking in delight as the Hermes wings set alight to a vibrant, multi- coloured fire.
"It worked!" you exclaimed, and Leo whooped and jumped up and down whilst cheering.
"Get down- let's use these for our original plan."
You sidled up to your boyfriend innocently, wearing the seemingly- normal yet very fashionable sneakers.
"Jason?"
"Hmm?" he hummed, looking up at you from where he was thumbing through a magazine Percy had lent him, before breaking out into his gorgeous, golden- retriever grin. "Hey, sweetheart."
His sweetness was almost enough to make you feel bad for what you were about to do next. Almost.
You grabbed his glasses from where they were resting on his nose, and before he could react, pulled the laces like you had done before as you were elevated into the air, holding the glasses over your head, laughing gleefully.
Jason gasped, scandalised. "Sweetheart! How- you-"
You smirked back mischievously. "Come get them then, Grace."
"Babe, get down- you- you're gonna-" he stuttered as you flew higher up.
His initial reaction was to be scared for your life, but after you waved his glasses in the air tantalisingly and swooped through the air comfortably, his fear grew into an indignant, teasing laughter.
"Oh, you're so on."
Using his powers, he flew into the air as you giggled and screamed happily, flying away from him. He quickly caught up to you, and just as his arms were about to engulf you in a strong embrace, you snapped your fingers.
He flinched back in shock at the dancing flames which engulfed the wings.
"Shoot!" he cursed good- naturedly, laughing loudly as he began to fly after you where you had left him metres behind.
Eventually, he caught up to you and clasped you to his chest, out of breath. "Got you."
You giggled, tapping his nose fondly as you somewhat sheepishly placed his glasses on his face. "My bad."
He laughed and his chest rumbled.
"You're so cute," he observed, keeping both of you suspended in the air as your sneakers stopped working their powers, both of you catching your breaths.
You blushed and slapped his chest gently. "I love you."
"I love you more," he replied automatically, yet you know he meant every word. His lips met yours in a short, sweet kiss, only pulling away because you were both smiling too much to do so any longer. you let out an exhilarated, breathless giggle, as he looked at you with so much love in his cool, blue eyes that you could cry. Your hands found the other's, intertwining them, and you didn't think there was a thing you wanted more in the world than Percy yelling at you for being saps from the ground, Leo gagging in mock- disgust alongside him, and best of all, losing yourself in your lover's eyes as your lips met again.
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・❥・ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ꜱᴀᴠɪɴ' ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ — ˢᵉⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉᶠ, ᵃ ᶠᵃⁿᵈᵒᵐ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ⁽ᵃ ᶠᵘⁿ ᶠᵃᶜᵗ, ᵃ ˢᵉᶜʳᵉᵗ, ᵉᵗᶜ⁾ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱ'ˡˡ ˢʰⁱᵖ ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ!!
marauders fandom, no gender pref, and you get two facts cos i can’t choose — i am desperately trying to learn guitar, and i love strawberry milk<3
spam over, ilysm, congratulations once more lovely❤
jhbdwjheefw thanks so muchhh xxx
hmm this is definitely giving me....
mary!!
i feel like the trope would be blind date to lovers
like none of you would be expecting the other to be a girl
but both of you went along with it anyways
and it went surprisingly well
and then both of you just started to fall in love
and you both take your relationship from there!!
hope you like this ml <33
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