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i'm the first one.
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(un)secret admirer
luke castellan x child of aphrodite!reader
tip me on kofi, if you feel so inclined
requested: nope, I'm just currently obsessing over pjo (aren't we all?) and Charlie bushnell is my pookie so luke is also my pookie (what about all the people he murdered– what murdaaaa?!)
warnings: none I believe!
content: probably ooc luke becusse I haven't read the books, I don't know if demigods even nap, I don't remember the movies and he's barely in the show lol, some cuddling, lowercase intended because fuck grammar, also I know demi gods are dyslexic i just dont gaf because i thought this concept was cute, that's all!
a/n: SEND ME PJO REQS! please. also this is short and I'm sorry, I've been having horrid writers block.
"I don't get what the big deal is." Lukes voice could be heard from where he sat on your bed, as you gazed at the piece of paper in your hand, pacing back and forth in your room as you analysed its every minute detail to the best of your abilities. "you get letters from the other campers all the time."
"I already told you Luke. this handwriting isn't the same as any other letter I've gotten, so that means it's from someone who's never sent me a note before, and I need to know who it is."
you had recieved a myriad of letters ranging from 'I think you're pretty' to 'I would sacrifice my right arm just to get a hug from you' during your time here at camp. beyond being drop dead gorgeous, you were kind, always wearing a charming smile on your face, and having the ability to comfort people with your presence alone.
that (coupled with the facts that most kids here had some kind of parental baggage and your kindness definitely filled some kind of void) meant that you recieved many a words from not so secret admirers. you were sure that you knew the identities of the people who had given you sealed envelopes and tightly folded papers, but you were currently stumped.
you were startled out of your staring contest with the scribbled ink by the feeling of Lukes arms around your shoulders as he spoke. "I'm sure you'll figure it out eventually, now can you please come back to bed? you know that I can't nap if you're not with me."
you sighed, letting him lead you back to your bed so that he could rest before you two inevitable of the two of you needing to help around the camp occured. you stared up at the ceiling as he slowly started to dose off beside you, before you gasped and shot up, effectively spooking him out of a peaceful moment.
"it's Percy!" you shushed Luke before he had the chance to complain about your sudden exclamation or the fact that you weren't letting him get a wink of midday sleep. "I mean, he's just met me, and one of my friends probably told him some stuff about me–"
"it's not Percy." Luke deadpanned, pushing you down by the shoulder from the upright postpone you were sat in to make you lay back down, and wrapping his arm around your waist. you were shocked into silence, because although Luke was an affectionate friend, he had never cuddled you while he was still awake. he would always wake up and discovering that he had wrapped around you in his sleeping state, apologising sheepishly while retracting his limbs.
after a few moments of stunned silence, you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion at his statement. "and how do you know it's not him, huh?" he simply blew air from his nose, tightening his grip around your waist.
"because it was me, sweetheart."
now that shut you up fairly quickly, as you bit your lip to try to hinder the giddy smile that wanted to form on your features. you opened your mouth to speak again, only to be interrupted by Luke placing a small kiss on the back of your neck.
"we'll talk when we wake up, alright?" but you weren't having any of that. "okay... but, before you go to bed. how long have you liked me? is this actually the first letter you've sent? why wouldn't you just tell me, you idiot. obviously I like you too. I know you said some stuff that you like about me in the letter, but I want you to tell me about everything you like about me, like every feature, every trait-"
Luke chuckled, sporting a big grin as you spoke. he would tell you all of that and more, he would do anything you asked of him, just as long as he got to hold you in his arms just like this.
#percy jackson#percy jackon and the olympians#percy series#pjo tv show#pjo x reader#pjo x you#luke castellan#luke castellan x reader#luke castellan x you#luke castellan angst#luke castellan apologist#luke castellan fluff#luke castellan fic#luke castellan fanfiction#luke castellan pjo#luke castellan imagine#luke castellan blurb#luke castellan x fem!reader
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"ewww you're a Luke Castellan defender"
tf bitch?? I'm THE Luke Castellan defender
#percy jackon and the olympians#luke castellan x reader#percy jackson#luke castellan#obsessed#literally his number one fan#my man my man my man#luke castellan apologist#he did nothing wrong
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𝒩ℴ𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯ𝒹
a/n-Based off of this edit https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR3xABUB/
Summary: After Percy gets claimed, Luke has trouble coming to terms with his own daddy issues, you seek him out knowing exactly what was wrong. Gender neutral reader, angst.
As Percy looked up at the trident, Luke stared in jealousy. He stared with the thought in his mind that his dad would never care enough like that.
You smiled for Percy, but that smile dissolved when you looked at Luke. You knew what he was thinking. You knew what was wrong.
Luke disappeared into his cabin after that, wanting to hide away from everyone else. He sat there, reading a book that he thought wasn’t too interesting.
You decided to give him space, up until he didn’t show up for lunch. You looked at Chris with a worried face and he had the same look etched on his own face.
“Is he still in the cabin?” You asked. Chris nodded. It was silent for a moment.
“You should go check on him. If I do it, he’ll just say he’s fine.” Chris spoke, handing you his own tray, knowing you would give yours to Luke.
“Oh, no- it’s fine-“
He insisted. “I’ll just share with clarisse or something. She won’t mind.” You thanked him and went over to the cabin.
You knocked on the door, even though it was fully open, as per usual. He glanced at you and back at the book, swallowing the lump in his throat.
“Hi.” You said, pulling up a chair next to the bed he laid in. It was too small for the both of you unless you cuddled. But you didn’t want to anger him any more.
“Hi.” He replied simply, not looking away from the book.
“How are you?”
He sighed, shutting the book as turning to you now. He shrugged and sat up as you handed him your tray.
“I tried getting you everything you liked.” You said with a small smile.
“Thank you. You didn’t have to.” He mumbled.
“I wanted to. I’m worried about you.”
“You don’t have to be.”
“I am. I always am, Luke. Just like how you told me you’re always worried about me.”
“I’m fine. I swear.” He said, taking a bite into the Apple.
You didn’t say anything after, you both just eating your lunches silently. “I hope you know that you can tell me anything.” You broke the silence, after a while.
“I know.” He looked to the ground, his mind replaying the events in his head. His mom, his dad, everything he could remember. Tears welled in his eyes, and he just wiped them away, wanting to look strong for you.
“I love you. I cant stand seeing you like this.” You mumbled, he looked up at you now, eyes glossy.
“I’m sorry.” He mumbled back.
“Don’t apologize. I just want to know what’s wrong. That’s all I want.”
He stayed silent for a moment before speaking again.
“It isn’t fair.” He stopped his sentence before continuing it. “Why couldn’t I ever have that?" He said that much more quieter, almost a whisper. “Why hasn’t he reached out to me once?”
“It’s not your fault. It’s not your fault your dads a shitty person.”
He laughed quietly, and that’s when the tears fell. Hitting the white bedsheets. You stood up, making your way over to him. You sat next to him, and you both now laid down.
You held him in your arms as he sobbed into them, shirt getting stained with his tears. He hated feeling vulnerable. You ran your hand through his hair, and soon, he was exhausted from crying. He was so exhausted he ended up falling asleep.
You just kissed the crown of his head and falling asleep with him.
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content/trigger warnings: angst, tlt spoilers!!, slight manipulation, yelling, aggression, implied relationship, inspired on favorite crime but not really that noticiable
you knew. you knew from the start that luke was the lighting thief. even worse, you helped him.
you knew that it was wrong, that he was wrong. that the path he was taking wasn’t the right one. but how could you tell him that when he so lovingly asked you to help him with his plan??
it was torture for you, having to keep such a thing from everybody at camp. watching the new kid, who seemed so sweet and innocent, be blamed for it and sent on a dangerous quest. one that would likely kill him. then finding out from luke that they suspect clarisse, one of your closest friends, to be the lighting thief.
“luke, hasn’t this gone too far? i mean, what if something bad happens to clarisse??” you asked, completely worried for your friend. afraid of the god’s wrath, for they are not know for showing mercy. “too far?” luke scoffed, turning to look at you “you wanna be a slave for the gods until you drop dead?”. he was clearly offended by your statement. “there’s bound to be collateral damage”
you sat in a secluded part of the forest, barely crossing the camp border. everyone was celebrating percy’s accomplishment, y’know, stopping the war and all. luke had told you to wait there, he didn’t tell you what he was going to do, he never did. but you sure knew what you were gonna do.
it was time to get away from this mess. even if it meant losing luke, you didn’t wanna be a part of this. and to be completely honest, you’re not sure that was your luke anymore. he’d gotten so different, and you were so worried when you first noticed the change. but after he told you and asked you to join him, could you really say no?
what seemed to be a portal opened up from a nearby tree, luke stepped out of it. he was panicked, almost scared, sweat rolled down his forehead and his eyes were almost glossy. you got up so fast it was almost instinct. “luke?” “we’re leaving, right now” he spoke urgently, frantically looking around.
“i’m not going with you, luke” you felt your breath escaping your body. luke froze, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard. his eyes are practically glued onto your face now, even more hurt than they were a moment ago. “what?” he breathed out, eyes and eyebrows narrowing at you in disbelief.
“i don't want to turn my back on my friends and watch them suffer" you could feel a lump building in your throat as you stare back at luke. "i know how much this hurts, believe me. but this path you're taking it’s.. it's not the right one. and deep down, i think you know that too..”.
luke’s face contorts into a mixture of pain and anger. "you’re wrong" he spat out "you don't understand. we’re fighting for something bigger than ourselves. we’re fighting for our freedom” you took a step back, trying to protect yourself from his anger and desperation. "i understand that" you said “but i just don’t think that this is the way to do it. you’re hurting people, people who used to be your friends.. you're putting yourself in danger”
luke let out a bitter laugh, his hands clenching into fists, knuckles practically white. "danger?" he scoffed "danger is all around us— we’re demigods, for heaven's sake! danger is part of our life. but at least i’m doing something about it, instead of just sitting back and waiting for inevitable death”
you shook your head, tears threatening to spill from your glossy eyes. luke stares back at you in and his eyes soften, his expression shifting from anger to sadness. "why do you have to make this so hard?" he whispers, voice breaking slightly “just come with me and we’ll finally be free from all of th-“ "i can't be a part of this anymore, luke.. i’m sorry”
"i thought you loved me" he spoke with sadness and bitterness in his voice, taking a step closer to you while his eyes travels through yours. “i do love you” you exclaim, tested finally streaming down your cheeks “and that’s exactly why i cant watch you do this to yourself”
luke’s expression froze as he processed your response. he was clearly hurt, but perhaps more so by the realization that he had lost your support. he had been so sure that you would choose to go with him, that you would stand by his side no matter what. but now he saw the hesitation in your eyes, the resolve within you.
"i see..” he says, voice barely above a whisper. his hands travel up to the side of your face and he pulls you in for one final kiss. the kiss is sweet yet the only thing you could both feel was regret, regret of leaving the person you love most behind.
“stay.. please, stay” you whisper. his sad eyes answer for him, and you close your eyes in disappointment. "i’ll miss you” he added, kissing the top of your head.
luke turned and disappeared through the portal, leaving you alone in the forest. as he walked away, you catch’d a glimpse of tears in his eyes, but he didn’t look back. you feel a pit in your stomach, a mix of guilt and anger, as you stand alone in the forest, unsure of what to do next. in your point of view, you were just collateral damage to him.
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My Roman empire is this, my Roman empire is that. Yknow what my roman empire is? Luke Castellan. Bro was rightfully sick of being used by the shitty gods so went to Kronos with hopes of finally being able to be happy to only be used and manipulated by Kronos too. Like I'll say it, I am a Luke Castellan defender
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Tomorrow is going to make me cry 😢
🙏Please let them do Percy and Luke right. Don't make Luke just some asshole goofy villian. Please do their bond justice!🙏
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oh well … I just finished the episode and as a luke stan, this hurt in every single way and angle.
there’s a lot I could say (and I will) but I want to focus on how, during the confrontation Luke doesn’t act like your typical storybook villain. there's no malicious smirk, no sinister laughter, no scornful remarks about Percy's trust. there is no “I can’t believe you trusted me” or berating in any way. he doesn't belittle or exude confidence; instead, he stands devoid of arrogance, pleading.
he is there, and he’s begging him. he’s pleading him to understand. because they walked on the same path. they lost their mothers to a God. and sure, you could argue that Sally never described Poseidon as a monster and neither did May. but I wonder, to what extent can the love of a profound being envelop you without sculpting you into a poignant victim of its depth? “trust me I know” and it’s the second time Luke agrees when Percy talks about his mother. he knows, he’s been there. history - fate - is repeating itself. he can’t stop it, he tried with his mom. but he is still trying and trying and trying. he tried so desperately, to alter the narrative etched in the stars, to rewrite the script that destiny had penned. but it didn’t work back then. but maybe this time …?
when I say I’m thinking about the parallels between Percy and Luke I mean I am thinking about their relationships with their parents, with their mothers, with how their fathers left their mothers (albeit Poseidon’s actions didn’t make Sally go insane) and thinking about how everything Percy does is because of and for his mother and thinking about how Luke sees himself in Percy and thinking about how Luke never got to have the type of relationship with his mom that Percy has with his because of the gods and I’m thinking of how home is the first place you learn to run from, and how losing faith in your father is like losing faith in a God. but what when he’s both? and I think of how Percy almost lost his mom because of the gods. I think of their shared pain, one fighting for the love he has and the other for the love he lost.
and oh, the hesitancy to pull a sword on Percy. he still saw Percy as his brother. they could’ve been a family, all of them. him, Percy, Annabeth. they could’ve been one happy family, without the burden of their parents, the constant quests, the fighting, the dying.
because, imagine this. you are seventeen and coming back from a failed quest that your father tossed at you like trash, with a scar that will forever be imprinted on your face. the gods, once the pillars of your purpose, have now withdrawn their interest, rendering you a discarded pawn in their divine game. and the realization strikes like a thunderbolt – you are useless to them. you are useless. years of training and fighting and bleeding until you were on your knees, yet you are of no use to them. so who are you then? and despite all of this, the younger campers still look up to you. and you see it in their faces how they still yearn for a chance to embark on a quest themselves, to be chosen, to catch the fleeting attention of their unknown godly parent. and there you are as you realize that their highest aspirations are to put their lives at risk while running an errand for a parent that does not care and will never care. they hope that in death, they’ll get the recognition they didn’t get alive. and some souls, still to this day, yearn for the acknowledgment that eluded them in the realm of the living.
so truly, you can’t be mad at Luke for thinking “do the gods find pleasure in our begging? does the aroma of our need, our desire, our pleas, not reach the pantheon of the heavens, or do you simply choose to turn away?” because wouldn’t you be filled with fury too? wouldn’t you want a better world? wouldn’t you too be easy to manipulated by a titan?
he didn’t betray Percy, he wanted a better world for them both, for all of them. but Percy betrayed him the moment he mentioned his father, this mention became an unwitting weapon, inflicting a pain that would forever bleed. this cut deeper than his own scar. he could’ve had it all. but he lost it again. and why does no one understand him? someone please understand him. he’s not going insane, why can’t anyone else see it?
the gods, in their relentless whims, have cruelly drained the essence of their youth, offering hollow promises of glory that crumble into the tragic reality of sacrifice and unending celestial burdens. the gods are the ones who shattered it all, but they hate Luke Castellan. it’s always him, isn’t it? first he couldn’t achieve that damned quest and now he wasn’t able to save what mattered the most in the end. his family. again.
#and in this essay#JB is thinking about pjo#percy jackson#percy jackson series#pjo series#percy jackson disney+#percy jackson spoilers#pjo tv show#luke castellan#luke castellan apologist#pjo luke#percy jackon and the olympians#pjo show#percy jackson show
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i have a question for people who don't like/understand show!luke: what's it like to not have mommy or daddy issues, inquiring minds want to know
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luke castellan defender when i was 11 and luke castellan defender now.
luke just wanted a better future for all demigods but he felt just so hurt and so abandoned that he felt for wrong promises and he was so upset that kronos manipulated him easily. he was just an angry and hurt kid who had no idea how make it better but he tried because he didn't want other kids go through what he had to. he was so right about so many things but kronos wasn't going to be a better ruler than the gods, and after all this in his last moments of life the only thing luke said was "ethan. me. all the unclaimed. don't let it happen again" i think his story is a pure tragedy and we shouldn't make him a villain when the REAL villains are the gods.
#pjo#luke castellan#luke castellan defender#luke castellan apologist#percy jackson and the greek gods#the last olympian
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so real. <3
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decisions
luke castellan x child of hecate!reader
requested: yep! I hope you like it anon
warnings: allusions about death, but no character dies.
content: yall, it's 1 am rn, and I just wanna go to sleep. it's unedited and nothing bad happens I promise. I'll do a proper content thingy in the morning. pls enjoy while I pass out.
"you know those kids are probably gonna have nightmares for at least a week, right?"
you didn't need to turn to know who was behind you as you leaned against a tree trunk, toying with a twig in your hands. Luke castellan seemed to have an affinity for interrupting you anytime you found solace in being alone. you didnt know how he just... knew, when and where to find you during times like these, but he always did. you found yourself minding his presence less and less as time when on.
"they should consider themselves lucky, I was debating whether or not I should just summon a ghost for them tonight, but I figured they couldn't handle it, and this camp doesn't have any trauma counselling so." the leaves on the twig in your hand withered at an accelerated place in your hands, and a part of you felt bad. you usually kept your distance from anything living since you knew your touch had the possibility of having an adverse, and sometimes deadly affect, but tonight was just one of those nights.
Luke chuckled at your words, plucking one of the now wilted leaves from the twig in your grasp as he spoke up once more. "you know, I actually want you to help me with something, if you don't mind. I need help deciding whether or not I should do something."
you rolled your eyes, giving him a pointed look. "you know I can't make decisions for you. I don't have the ability to know what consequences you'll have to deal with."
"isn't hacate the goddess of crossroads?" Luke countered, a small smirk on his face. you knew that he was only pestering you because he thought it was funny that you always needed to explain your abilities and your godparent to people, but you couldn't just keep silent at his bait nonetheless.
"that doesn't make me some kind of fortune teller, I can't decide for you which direction to go to when you reach a fork on the path. I just have a vague understanding over what you're currently debating if you should do."
"okay okay, no fortune telling. but can you at least point me in the right direction? it doesn't matter how vague." he asked, and you tilted your head to stare up at the starry sky, because you knew that even in the dark, Luke could convince you to help him with nothing but a pleading glint in his deep eyes.
he didn't relent at tour silence or your avoidance of his gaze, uttering a small "please?" which finally broke your resolve.
you took a deep breath, finally looking at him once again, your face deep in concentration. "not a guide either. but I get the sense that... if you don't do what you're thinking of doing, you'll regret it." you felt a bit lightheaded afterwards, but the tree you were leaning against was enough security for you.
Luke on the other hand didnt seem to think so, showcased by how his hands immediately went to your shoulders in an effort to keep you up, while also unintentionally coming closer. a bit too close for comfort, but you were too foggy for the lack of distance to hit you yet.
he nodded at your advice, biting his lip before speaking once again, not missing the way your eyes flicked towards his lips and then back to his eyes, almost instantaneously.
"then I'll just go ahead and say it, I like you. a lot." he had expected a few different reactions, you immediately jumping into his arms and accepting his confession (his personal favourite hypothesis), you shyly stating that you felt the same way, you being shocked that he had feelings for you at all (he liked to believe that he wasn't entirely obvious) but he didn't expect what you did next.
instead, you blew air from your nose, giving him a look he couldn't quite place. "you have horrible taste. and you're also delusional. we've had maybe 4 conversations the entire we've known each other, and you like me?" you rolled your eyes, shaking your head at the words you were about to utter. "but I guess that makes me delusional too, because I feel the same way."
he pouted at your words, feigning hurt with a hand placed on his chest. "you wound me. if I had known you were gonna be this mean... I would've confessed sooner." he added with a slight smirk, trailing his other hand from your shoulder down to your waist, leaning his face towards yours.
you were quick to shut down his advance, maneuvering your way out of his hold. "one thing you're gonna need to get used to, castellan. no touching. at all. at least, not until I'm sure I can control my ability. you have a goodnight though." you called out as you walked away from a now needy Luke, leaving him leaning against the tree.
he quickly followed after you, trying to plead his case. "no touching? that's insane, how could I not touch you? I'm not afraid of death, especially if it comes from my hands on your body, or vice versa. I'll happily forfeit my life for a kiss. come on, I'm fine with just a peck. actually, no. I take that back. if I'm gonna die, we need to make out before I go."
you simply shook your head, reiterating your rule, unable to stop a grin from forming on your face. you stopped abruptly, turning to face him with a serious look in your eyes. "... okay. but just a peck. im serious."
it was not just a peck. but luckily, Luke made it out alive. (though, he seriously wouldn't have minded if he didn't.)
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the archer is a luke castellan song. glad we got that covered
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𝒯𝓌𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓏ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈
I have seen so much edits of Luke with this song. I had to, this song was my national anthem in 2020! This one’s after this TikTok.
Warnings- Reader is child of Poseidon, established relationship, betrayal, all angst here bby
𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
i. “It’s no big surprise you turned out this way,”
Luke hated the Gods. It wasn’t a secret to you. You knew it as you laid down in the bed with him, his body curled up to yours as he sobbed. His dad hadn’t answered his prayers again. It’s been years.
You held him, running a hand through his hair as you tried to comfort him to the best of your abilities.
You knew it when he was 17, coming back from the quest with a raised mark on his cheek. His eyes met yours in the crowd, and you ran up to him, wrapping your arms around his neck. He didn’t have a smile on his face as he usually did when he saw you. He just gave you a small hug back.
When he had told you about the quest, how he had failed it, how he hated his father because of it. He cried in your arms that night, repeating how he hated them again and again.
ii. When they closed their eyes and prayed you would change.
You had been picked by Percy to join his quest. You were his sister. You were one of the strongest people at camp, he trusted you.
When Luke heard your name be called by Percy, he faltered. You knew how he felt about quests.
Before you left, he came to the cabin. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and giving him a kiss.
“I’ll miss you.” He mumbled, a hand on the small of your back.
“I’ll miss you too.”
“Be careful, okay?” He said, his eyes glossy.
“I will. I’ll come back and then we can spend the rest of the semester together.” You said with a small smile, giving him one more kiss.
If only you knew then what his plans were. He smiled back, it was a sad smile. He wouldn’t be spending the semester with you and he knew it.
He handed you a gift, a necklace. A necklace with a little sword on it.
You smiled at him, giving him a kiss on the cheek.
“I love you.”
And when you heard about the plan to go to Hermes, you didn’t know if you could do it.
You saw him, for the first time in years you saw him. He looked at you first, his eyes widening in shock as he recognized you.
You looked at him, with a look that he knew all too well. And when you sat down with him he said a “hey, kid.” The first words he’s spoken to you in years, since you’ve last seen him when you were a child.
“Don’t call me that.” You snapped back, Percy was confused at your anger. He knew about Luke and Hermes but he didn’t know that you were with Luke through everything, even when he was a kid.
Annabeth interrupted what he was gonna say to you, thankfully. And business was done once you got the car.
Before you all went to get up, he grabbed your wrist.
“What?”
“I’m sorry. Can you… tell him I’m sorry? I just.. I-“
You grabbed your wrist away from him, face flashing with disgust.
“You can tell him yourself.” That was the last thing you said before walking away.
iii. And they cut your hair and sent you away. You stopped by my house the night you escaped.
He was 9 years old when he knocked on your door, it was night. Almost midnight. Your mom was sleeping. You got up and walked to the door, rubbing your eyes. Your unicorn pajamas were too big for your small figure, that you almost tripped on the ends.
“Luke?” You mumbled when you opened the door, his eyes were red and wide with fear.
“What’s wrong?” You asked with a frown.
“My- my mom, she- she-“ he said, stuttering and stumbling over his words.
You invited him in, knowing your mom wouldn’t like it but doing it anyways, and he followed you into the kitchen as you jumped onto the counter and got him a glass of water, handing it to him.
He sat on the floor, his hands shaking as you sat next to him now.
“What happened?” You asked him once he had taken a sip.
“She- she had another fit. She got crazy and woke me up, she started yelling and screaming at me, I don’t think it was meant for me though.” He said, still sobbing. His tears hit the floor, and you felt bad for the boy.
Now you had just gotten back from the quest. It was successful, and just like he had then, when he was a little boy, he stopped by at your house before he left.
iv With tears in my eyes, I begged you to stay.
“Y/n?” He mumbled, his face dropped as you came out from behind the trees. He dropped his sword now, Percy still at his feet.
“Luke, what the hell are you doing?” You asked him, drawing your own sword.
The fireworks behind you illuminated your face in the night sky. Even when you were angry at him, you were the most beautiful person he’s ever seen, Aphrodite couldn’t compete with you in his mind.
“You have to understand-“
“Understand what? That you wanna leave the camp for fucking Kronos?” You shouted, your yell scaring away the nearby birds.
“I don’t wanna hurt anyone. Please just- come with me-“
“Luke, don’t do this.” You started to cry, the tears ran down your face like a waterfall. “We could have stayed here. We could have been happy.”
“We still can be happy. Kronos will give us a better life, I swear-“ he walked closer to you, his sword forgotten on the ground.
You shook your head at him, sobbing. Tears welled in his own eyes as he saw your face, full of betrayal and hurt.
“Please. Just stay here.”
V. You said hey man I love you, but no fucking way.
“I can’t. You know I can’t.” He mumbled. He was now right in front of you. You raised your sword, the necklace he gave you dangling on your neck.
“I love you. But I can’t.” He said, turning to the portal. He grabbed his sword, running away into the portal, giving you one last glance.
Your lip quivered as your knees buckled, Percy looks at you, swallowing the lump in his throat. He went closer to you, helping you stand up. Annabeth revealed herself too, and you all walked to camp in silence, your eyes red with tears and exhaustion.
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thinking about an au where luke never betrays camp and he’s just a silly older brother figure for percy, annabeth and the rest of the kids at camp. eventually going back to his mother and living happily ever after ☺️ sigh
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All I gotta say: me core. (This is 3 am btw)
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