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the-angeleno · 5 months

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gekko x female reader where like basically finds her super attractive and is nervous to talk to her so reader starts to think he doesn’t like her since hes so social w the other agents I hope that kinda makes sense?? Also hes so bbg<33

FIRST IMPRESSIONS! gekko x f!reader ✴ fluff!! no warnings!

[note!!] ↳ i apologize for taking so long with requests, i was just overwhelmed and flooded with so many and then uni got super chaotic but we made it! merry christmas / happy holidays!

mateo’s introduction to the protocol went as smooth as being introduced to by reyna could go. he’s not sure exactly what she said to get him in, as it seemed to be pretty exclusive and he’s not entirely sure if he has the professionalism they were looking for.

he doesn’t, but they don’t seem to mind. well, brimstone has complained here and there about how difficult the boy was to reach, he never answered his phone or replied to his texts but the motherfucker was always on tiktok whenever the protocol held meetings.

he got away with a lot by practically being reyna’s little brother, everyone was too scared to do anything to reprimand the boy. other than viper of course, nothing scared that woman it seemed.

being one of the younger agents, and the newest, left him anxious, but as time went on, he’s gotten his own seat at the table. he knew what the first day jitters felt like, how everything was intimidating, and he had already known reyna prior and she still kind of scares him so he can’t imagine how intimidating the woman would be to you.

brim asked beforehand if anyone wanted to step up and show you the ropes, before gekko even had the chance to volunteer, almost every head in the room turned to him anyway.

“i’d be honored.” he bowed dramatically, turning to harbor, “i’ll make you proud coach!”

he didn’t. not because he was a bad coach necessarily, he just couldn’t get a proper sentence out without bumbling like a fool.

the new agent was really pretty, and mateo’s had crushes before in the past but nothing like this, where the moment he looked at her he felt the carpet pull out from under him.

nobody else seemed affected by your beauty, even chamber seemed too occupied with his work to ogle at you. the knowing looks from jett and phoenix only made him more flustered as he knew his attraction to you was written all over his face.

neon and raze were stifling laughter, watching his sad attempt at demonstrating how to defuse a spike.

“s-so yeah um .. after y’know c-clearing corners and stuff you uh… um usually brim will c-comm? yeah he’ll comm us uh let us know the game plan.” he clears his throat, looking down at his hands and shaking his head in an attempt to clear out his thoughts.

you watched him with such a kind expression on your face, it was almost a little infuriating how good you were at maintaining eye contact with him, mateo feels like he might die of heatstroke with how hot his face has become.

you notice how nervous he is and hesitantly reach for him, placing your hand on his shoulder.

“hey i know we just met and all, but i promise i'm not gonna kill you…” an awkward laugh accompanied your words, and you couldn’t hide some of the hurt in your voice. why was he so terrified of you? “i’m not! scared of you or anything-“

“did i do something that made you uncomfortable?”

“no! nothing like that you’re just uh..” he looks around the room, relieved when he sees the others seemed to have moved on from watching his horrible teaching skills.

he glances at his critters, dizzy curled up as always in slumber, wingman on the couch waving his arms excitedly in support of his train of thoughts.

he breathes deeply, before finally meeting eyes with you.

“you’re just really pretty.” he says, without stuttering, or losing eye contact, and the intensity of it all leaves a red hot flush to climb up your neck and up to your cheeks.

“o-oh.” you stutter, mind going a mile a minute because what the fuck do you even say to that? you just met him, but you can’t deny how attractive he is too. you bite back a smile and look down in embarrassment.

“thank you… that’s sweet of you to say.”

“yeah but i just made things weird.”

“no you didn’t, things don’t have to be weird if we don’t make it weird.” you reassure, nudging his shoulder.

“now you said something about brim giving comms, do we wait for an OK before defusing or should we defuse as soon as we reach the site?”

he was grateful for the change in topic, and with that finally off his chest he was able to finally get his wavering voice back under control.

“yeah so he’ll comm with the OK; if everything is clear and it’s safe to defuse then go for it and regroup before evacuating.”

your first mission goes surprisingly well, gekko at your side through the whole thing, watching your back with every corner you turned and alerting you of enemies you missed before taking care of them himself.

he was the perfect partner anyone could ask for really, so when the other agents were hyping you up for your performance you couldn’t help but redirect the praise to mateo.

every mission went on like that, a success, the two of you made an incredible team. it wasn’t until six months later, on one of the biggest missions you’ve yet to go on, that you really showed the other agents in the protocol just how much you’ve grown.

“that quick scope was insane even reyna was impressed!” phoenix says over the sound of his comrades whooping and cheering you on.

“who knew our new agent would be our new little prodigy?” jett cooed, pinching at your cheeks. you swat her hand away, laughing at her teasing.

“nah it was all gekko and really i wouldn’t have gotten off that shot without dizzy and the spike wouldn’t have been defused without wingman. i just have the best coach, right ‘teo?” you turn to look at him and he grins, throwing an arm over your shoulder and pulling you into a side hug.

“of course hermosa, with me showing you the ropes you’ll kick everyone’s ass, radiant or not.”

his little compliment left you flustered, quick to hide your face into his neck, before feeling the vibrations of his laughter rumbling against his chest. he tilts his head down to peek at you,

“why’re you hidin’ chica?” he smirks knowingly, you were always so easy to fluster, it was incredibly endearing.

he pouts his lips out in a kissy face, laughing when you groan and roll your eyes at him.

the other agents watch silently as the two of you, almost in your own world, tease and bicker with each other back and forth, mateo’s arms still wrapped around your waist.

“i dunno why i let you take all the glory for our missions, i’m gonna stop being humble-“

“you? humble? chalè chica have you met yourself?” his words are all bark no bite, if the grin on his face was any indication.

you stuck your tongue out at him, and he sticks his right back, blowing a raspberry in your face and laughing when you yell and swat at him for spitting on you.

jett and neon share a knowing look, they bet on how long it’d take for the two of you to get together, and neon couldn’t hide the smirk on her face.

“not too late to forfeit~”

“no way, they’ve been dancing around each other like this for months im telling you they’re both too dumb to do anything for at least another two months-“

“yea like how it took you and phoenix two years to finally confess to each other?” she teased before quickly ducking the fist jett sent her way.

“wish someone would look at me like that.” chamber mutters, glancing over at viper who whistles absently, busying herself with some papers on her desk that suddenly need to be reorganized.

“can you let me go now?” you whined at him, giving him your most promising pout, he tilted his head in faux consideration, before shrugging,

“nah. don’t want to.”

“so you’re just gonna hold me hostage here?”

“don’t act like you don’t love it.”

“i don’t, you spat on me.”

“okay and you drooled on me on the way back to base-“

“shut up! you were the one who insisted i slept on your shoulder-“

“yeah because i didn’t wanna deal with you whining later about your neck hurting-“

“teo, let me go so i can punch you.”

“no can do, hermosa.”

“i’ll knee you in the balls.”

he pouts again, debating if he should free you from his embrace, before he gets the chance to, you lean forward on your tiptoes and plant an obnoxious smooch on his lips, prying yourself free from him when he loosens his grip in surprise.

“HA!” you laugh maniacally, running away from the boy who was already chasing you,

“oh so that’s how you’re gonna play huh?” he yells, ignoring brimstone who is shouting at the two of you to stop running around HQ.

“did you not just see what she did!” he whines like a child, glaring at neon and jett who are trying to stifle their laughter to no avail.

you run and hide behind raze and killjoy on the couch, catching your breath, you peek your head over and spot mateo,

“you’re harboring a criminal, release her.” he declares to the couple, and raze rises, holding her arms out in front of you, blocking you away from gekko.

“you gotta get through me first.” she stands firm, winking at killjoy who only rolls her eyes at the idiocy happening before her.

“can you guys take this fight back to the playground please?” she asks, turning over on the couch to look down at you. you hold your finger to your lips, a dramatic sh! the only response offered to her.

she tries to flick your forehead but you are quick to swat her hand away, earning a snort from the engineer before she turns to sit forward on the couch.

“what are her crimes even?” killjoy asks and you feel your face burning before mateo even opens his mouth.

“i was holding her hostage in a hug and she kissed me to escape-“

“oh god gross-“ raze’s arms falter.

“are you two fucking serious?” neon says in fake disgust.

“ew guys get a room-“ killjoy remarks with a loud groan.

“GROSS!” chamber shouts from across the room.

with you defenseless, mateo is quick to dive over the couch, grabbing you and throwing you over his shoulder in one fell swoop.

he ignores your shouts and demands to be put down as he carries you away to an empty meeting room, closing the door behind him with his foot before setting you down with a mischievous smirk on his face.

“look at the scene you caused, mensa. now everyone knows about your dirty little tricks.” he had you pushed up against the door, his face incredibly close to yours, and you were suddenly grateful he had carried you off like that, away from the eyes of your comrades who probably have an idea of what’s going on back here anyways.

the close proximity leaves you flustered, but the competitive side of you can’t seem to back down to mateo.

“didn’t expect you to get so worked up over a little kiss, you got a crush on me or something?” you teased, sounding more confident than you actually felt.

he leans closer, lips nearly touching yours before gliding upwards and caressing the shell of your ear.

“maybe i do, but the thing is cariño…” his lips trail down your cheek, stopping right over yours, “i think you like me too.” he breathes a laugh against you and it sets you aflame, your heart pounding incessantly in your chest.

“should i kiss you this time and find out?” his lips are centimeters away from your own, his hands that are now cupping your jaw tilt your head upwards to brush against his lips, a gasp slipping past them to which he chuckles amusedly at.

the anticipation of his touch practically eating you alive at this point, how desperate you are to feel his lips against yours again.. you swallow, biting back your pride before nodding,

“please… ‘teo-“

his lips are against yours in an instant, eager and passionate, moving with a desperation you hadn’t anticipated. you reach up to pull him closer by the neck, kissing him back with just as much passion and fervor.

he bites down on your lip, smirking against you when you whine and open up for him, he’s quick to use the opportunity to slip his tongue in to taste you properly.

sweet like saccharine, he couldn’t get enough, the feeling of your tongues intertwined has him dizzy, his brain short-circuiting.

he can’t believe he’s finally kissing you, finally tasting the lips he’s been craving since the day he first laid eyes on them.

you whine his name, muffled in between kisses as he sucks particularly hard on your tongue, leaving you breathless and desperate for air.

prying the boy off of you, you finally manage to catch your breath, panting harshly against him as he smirks at you.

“yeah you definitely like me, ‘please teo!’ he mocks and you hide your face in his neck, groaning and punching him lightly on the chest.

“you’re such an ass mateo."

[note!!] ↳ this might be ass, ngl i wrote it high on my phone at like 2am, i think the second half with all the other agents is kinda wild n messy but so is mateo so shhh. - feel free to send in more reqs!!

#gekko x reader #valorant x reader #mateo x reader #mateo armendáriz de la fuente x reader #gekko valorant x reader #valorant #gekko imagines #gekko scenarios #valorant imagines #valorant scenarios

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l0serloki · 2 years

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okay so i was thinking how valo agents are where they’re kid is now more older like 3-8 years old, idk but the thought of it is so??😖😖

Valorant Parent Headcanons

(Chamber, Reyna, Sova, Viper)

CW : GN!Reader, uhhh viper being a bad bitch as she should

A/N : YOU ARE SO RIGHT. I love soft family valorant agents <3

ALSO K/N is kids name!!

Chamber :

He’s the type of dad to enroll his kid in every sport or music class

‘K/N has to learn about the world! They’ll find a great hobby’

100% makes coffee and breakfast in the morning and reads the paper while his kid cries (we love the robe mom chamber look)

He makes time to go to every school recital and records it no matter how long it is

‘Our kid is so perfect Y/N. They get it from me’ (cue you punching him)

He spoils the kid rotten, taking you all on family trips

You walked into the kitchen to see your loving husband sipping away at his coffee as your children screamed. “Vincent, really?” You sighed making your way over to the twins. “It is fine, my love. Let them get it out and they’ll stop.” You loved the man but you didn’t know how he stood the noise.

“Hey kiddos, let’s calm down. Breakfast is made and we have to get ready for school.” The kids calmed down, leaning into your touch. You sat them at the table, placing their trays in front of them. Your son began talking about his violin lessons and how he had learned a new song.

Chamber hummed, smiling at his little prodigy. “You will have to show me later. I am excited to see your progress.” He smiled towards the boy while your daughter pulled at his arm. “You too K/N, you are just as talented.” He kissed her head, picking up the dirty plates. “Have a good day at school, you two. Be nice to Y/N.”

Reyna :

She’s the aggressive soccer mom 100%

‘Touch my kid and you’re dead’

She would be the mom to pick up her kid from school when they got in trouble and be proud of them

‘Your kid threw a chair at another student’ ‘Good’ headass

She will hang up any drawings on the fridge and always be proud of her child

“Y/N, come here. Look at what our daughter drew. She is so talented.” Reyna’s voice sounded out as you walked into the backyard. Your wife stood smiling with a scribbled piece of paper in hand. Your daughter sat beside her, face gleaming with pride. “That’s right! I drew it.” Your daughter shot a finger gun and you could only laugh.

“Wow, this looks amazing. We have an artist in the family!” You leaned down to give Reyna a kiss, your daughter screeching. “EW, that’s gross! Stoooop.” The two of you laughed as you kissed her on the head. You loved your little family.

Sova :

He’s such a soft dad

He will read stories to the kids to put them to bed (sometimes falling asleep himself)

Buys them little stuffed animals and trinkets whenever he has to travel for work

Your kid made him a bracelet at camp and he hasn’t taken it off since (it’s his good luck charm)

Sits and watches any disney movie for the 100th time with your kid because it makes them happy

“Papa, you kinda look like Ariel.” Your daughter spoke, making you laugh at the thought. “Ariel? You mean Eric?” Sova asked and she shook her head. “You both have long pretty hair! I think you are a mermaid, Papa.” He turned to meet your hues, confusion on his face. Your body shook as you continued to chuckle at the situation.

“Right? He looks like Ariel.” You could only hum in agreement to your daughter. “He really does. My little princess.” You kissed Sova’s cheek as your daughter rested her head against your leg. Precious moments like these meant the world to you.

Viper :

Bad bitch mom fr

She will curbstomp someone if they cut in line of the daycare check-in

‘Maybe learn some manners before you cut.’

She makes sure to always be there to support you and the kid, buying whatever you need (sugar mama viper)

‘I got the groceries and some toys for K/N.’ ‘You just got them a toy last week.’ ‘Oh.’

She likes doing little science experiments with your kid (like the volcano one that I feel like everyone does)

She loves taking you out to little theater shows or simple dates like ice skating

Your son screamed as Viper shoveled him in the car.

“K/N, would you stop? I told you I am going to get your toy! Just wait here.” Viper sighed as she made her way into the house to look for said toy. All three of you were going out to dinner and ice-skating. Viper said it would be a “Good family excursion and memory for K/N”. You agreed with her but K/N was not having a good time even buckling up.

Finally after what felt like an endless abyss of tantrums, K/N calmed down and you all arrived. “K/N, are you ready to go skating? There’s pretty lights too.” Viper cooed as she helped your kid out of the baby seat. The two of you held onto your son's hand as you walked to the rink, happy to finally be out of the house. Viper was right, today would be a day to remember.

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loserley · 9 months

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Will you be my valentine?

pair: gekko x fem! reader

warnings: none

note: late to valentines but oh well :'), was listening to valentine by laufey and was like.. hmmm?!

gekko, the new agent. as soon as he entered the room, you can't seem to take your eyes off from him, watching as he talked with reyna and harbor.

you were sage's protege, you also had the ability to heal and shield your team mates. sage noticed your never-ending stare at gekko, he's now approaching the both of you. "welcome gekko, let us exchange pleasantaries, you know me already don't you?" sage said "hola sage! and uh, who's this?" gekko asked looking at you, "this is my protege, y/n." introducing you gekko put his hand out signaling a handshake "hola y/n, looking forward working with 'ya chica." he says shaking your hand, "uh well, i gotta get goin' i'll see you guys around!" gekko says walking away.

"do you feel okay now that he has talked to you, y/n? or did it make your condition worse?" sage joked as she laughed, "why did you do that! it was so embarassing, i couldn't even say hi to him.." you were blushing, cheeks red, ears red and when sage touched your face, you were hot as hell! "you could be a heater in your condition right now haha! well then i gotta go, brim is calling for me."

when sage left, you tried to calm down the worse way possible. "hey y/n, can you do something for me?" yoru suddenly appeared behind you making you jump "y-yeah! what is it?" "can you get me more hair gel?" you stared at him, it looked like he just got out of the shower with his hair all wet and stuff, "did you ran out of gel again? that's the 10th i bought this week" you face palmed "yeah, my bad." "ugh fine, oh and next time don't go teleporting behind me." you said walking away "yea yeah whatever!" yoru shouted. a certain someone seemed to notice this conversation between the two of you.

"hey uh reyna, are they dating?" gekko looked over at reyna, giggling reyna replied "oh querido, are you interested in sage's alumna?", "uhh yes, i mean no, i mean i'm just curious??#!#?#!#@#(" gekko replied leaving reyna laughing at his stuttery response "no te preocupes gekko, they are not a 'thing'." gekko glanced at yoru who's talking to jett & phoenix 'hmm..'

months later you and gekko were hitting it off, you two would often hangout and go to missions together. the japanese boy noticed this and TEASED you whenever he had the chance, "so, are you two like a thing now? be honest." yoru asked looking at you, the both of you were at a random rooftop in shinjuku in tokyo, why were you guys here? you went sight seeing with yoru, jett, raze, & killjoy. "uhm, i don't know how to answer that, BEFORE you say anything i don't know if we're a thing either." you replied, "damn, you cut me off right there." yoru chuckled. for some reason, yoru didn't like that answer. you two have been friends before you even joined the protocol, he knows your weaknesses, the guys who broke your heart, he knows everything about you. he considers you as his little sister, it pains him to see you in a situation wherein there's a chance he'll see you cry again.

a week later, you guys returned to the protocol's base, you were tired and headed straight to your room, the others hanged a bit and yoru, he had a talk with someone. "hey gekko.", " oh heya yoru! what do you need?" gekko asked his eyebrow raising, "do you like y/n?" yoru was straight forward yeah, gekko cleared his throat and answered "yes, uhm i do like her. its just that uh-" "then show it. you're confusing her, she feels like you like her but at the same time she doesn't. prove it gekko, i don't want to see that girl crying over some shitty boy ever again." gekko stood shook, he has never seen yoru being overprotective with someone, he had to do what's best so gekko called you and asked if you wanted to hangout.

"gekko..? hi!" you waved at him, gekko suddenly hugged you. "look uh chica, sorry for making you confused on whether i like you or not, sorry for not showing it to the point that you're sure. i do like you, i-" you cut him off, pressing your lips in his, pulling away you giggled, "this was all his doing, isn't it?", "yoru? yeah.." he sweatdrops, looking back in your eyes, kissing you again. maybe having a brother figure isn't that bad at all.

#gekko #gekko valorant #valorant #x reader #gekko x reader #valo #gekko x fem reader #gekko x you #fic #yoru #yoru valorant #˖*°⌨️. 🖱₊˚✧⋆ xin's work .

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alexinlalalaland · 9 months

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Seeing Double pt. 1 (Gekko x !Civilian!Reader)

Mateo was coming home for a week, was what his mother told you when you meet her in the grocery shop. You were very much excited to see your best friend after almost 3 months of no contact, the last you talked to him was over a call when he wished you a happy Birthday all those weeks ago. But now you get to see him ! You were giddy with excitement.

The day of his arrival you went straight to his house after you had breakfast, that didn't deteriorate his mother from giving you more food through. After the two of you ate something you proposed helping her with tidying up the house a little before her son would arrive.

"Dios mío, no need child. I can take care of it myself." she send you warm smile that looked exactly like the one you would get from Mateo. You shook your head at her words.

"If we work together, it would go by faster. And you wouldn't be as tired once Teo gets here." you insisted heading over to the broom closet. You could her the woman huffing with amusement, but at least she let you help her out a bit. While you cleaned the kitchen, she took care of the living room and bathroom. There wasn't much to clean besides some piles of fur from Teo's dog Lobo.

After an hour of cleaning you heard a car pulling up to the front of the house. You run out ready to throw yourself at your best friend, but the sight of him and a beautiful woman made you stop. She was much older than him, had purple-black hair and beautiful lilac eyes. Your face stretched into even bigger smile seeing her.

"Oh my God, Reyna !" you ran full speed at the startled woman. However after seeing that it was you, she drooped her bag and opened her arms to hug you. Something she wouldn't do to just anyone else.

"Mi niña, cómo estás?" she waved her fingers through your hair making you giggle as if you were younger again.

"I'm fine. How are you doing ?" you asked stepping away from her. In the corner of you eye you could have sworn you saw a yellow dog (?) hiding behind Mateo's legs but it wasn't there when you looked again.

"Been busy, as always. I am gonna go and check into my hotel if you don't mind, the journey here has drained me." you tilted your head at that.

"Oh you're not staying here ?" it wasn't a secret that Reyna and Maria, Teo's mom, were good friends. Normally she would always stay at his house during their visits, apparently that wasn't a case this time. Waiting for her response, you missed the pointed look your green haired friends send her. She nodded discretely to his silent warning.

"I have some things I have to take care of, but I'm sure Ge-.. Mateo will be more than enough to keep you occupied." she winked wearing a smug face at the sight of your blush. Looking up she could see the young mans face also changing hue to a reddish one, making her chuckle in delight. "I'll see you both later." she waved and drove away. You watched her go for a bit before you turned around.

"I am wounded you would greet Reyna before me." you rolled your eyes at that, knowing he meant that in a good fun. "C'mere !" he jumped at you, making you squeak when his arms circled your waist. Soon enough he was spinning you around, enjoying the sound of your laughter and sight of your rosy cheeks. Putting you down he looked into your eyes, oh how much he missed your (color) eyes.

"I missed you." the both of you said that at the same time, chuckling yet again just happy that you guys got to meet again. You were about to ask him how he was when his mother exited the house and run full speed at him, stopping only to let you get out of his arms before she smothered him in kisses and hugs.

"Mamá !" you laughed seeing his embarrassed expression, but deep down you knew he was happy to see his mother again.

You watched with a smile how he interacted with his mom, wiping away her tears and assuring her that he was fine. Or at least that's what you suspected, you didn't know much Spanish though you understood enough to hold a short conversation. It was cute to see the both of them so happy. When the three of you entered the house, you decided to let them enjoy each other company and grabbed your bag ready to leave.

"(Name) ?" you turned your head to see Mateo standing in the door leading to his kitchen, watching u with raised eyebrows. "You're leaving already ?" he asked walking over to where you were, putting on your shoes and trying not to land on your face.

"Uhhh, yeah ! I wanted to let you spend some time with your mom, ya know ? Other than that I still have a late shift at work I need to cover for a friends, so yeah. We can hang out tomorrow tho ? Maybe ask Reyna to go to a new restaurant that opened near by ?" you said with a grin.

"Late shift at work ?" he repeated with a grimace. You nodded your head.

"Yep. Not everyone of us gets cool jobs Teo. I happen to be a simple waitress." you winked at him.

"Do you still work at Joey's ?" he asked completely ignoring your playful attitude.

"Uhm, yes ? Why ?" you asked but he only shook his head.

"Call me when your done with you shift, I'll take you home." he said making you raise an eyebrow.

"I can go home by myself, besides aren't you tired after the travel ?" you sounded a bit mad, and you know it was petty but you hated being seen as some helpless girl that couldn't even head home after work.

"Just call me ? Please !" he begged.

"I'll see about that." you turned around ready to leave when suddenly something warm grabbed your wrist and tugged you back, your back collided with warm chest. Looking up you could see a frown on his face, while he looked down at you with strange look in his eyes.

"I mean it, I don't want for you to get hurt. Not if I can help it." he said seriously. It took you a minute to process his words. You hated being seen as helpless, but you hated fighting with him even more. So you opted for a joke.

"What ? Are you going to send an army of tiny adorable creatures after anyone who wants to hurt me ?" you smirked. Mateos breath hitched, he let you go all the while looking at you with startled expression.

"That's oddly specific, chica." he said trying to sound normal.

"I was only joking." you shrugged your shoulders.

"Yhmm." the green haired male hummed to that. "Call me ?" you rolled your eyes at that but huffed and nodded your head to somehow appease him.

"I will, I will."

***

The whole time you were at work you felt as if you were being watched, even a trip to the back felt strange. As if someone could see your every move. Paranoid you started to look around, hoping that it was just a funny feeling. You were currently underneath the table in the break room when the cook, your boss Richard entered.

"What are you doing down there, kid ?" startled at the deep voice you banged your head on the table. Looking back you saw him standing in the doorway, he was clearly amused by your antics.

"Hey Rich, what's up ?" you asked standing up, trying to dismiss the situation that happened just now. What were you doing anyways ? looking for hidden cameras or something ? You mentally sighed at your stupidity, ha ! As if someone would be interested in this boring place.

"I was about to ask you if you could close the restaurant for me, Helen said Joey was feeling sick and she has to go to work soon herself. By the way what were you doing anyways ?" you blushed at the question.

"I dropped something and was trying to get it back is all." you could tell he didn't buy your lie, but hoped he wouldn't pry. The last thing you needed was your boss thinking your crazy or something.

"But yes, I would love to help you out. I'm sorry to hear that Joey got sick, poor thing. Tell him I said hi, yeah ?" you smiled at him, thinking of the adorable three years old brought a smile to your face. You couldn't wait to see the little boy again, maybe you should ask to babysit ? It always brought a little bit extra cash anyways, plus you could hung out with the cutest toddler in L.A.

"Thank you. You can close up early, I don't think we'll be having anymore customers. I heard Mateo came back today, maybe you should call him to pick you up ?" he suggested making you roll you eyes.

"Believe it or not, we kinda had a fight about it today. He insisted on picking me up from work. Come to think of it he acted kinda strange. Maybe he was just tired ?" you explained with a huff.

"Or maybe he was onto something. I don't want to alarm you but I saw some strange people nearby, just be careful alright ?" he waved and walked out again.

Strange people ? you thought walking out of the break room and heading over to the kitchen to start cleaning up. You decided to ignore it for now, already being spooked about the whole being watched thing, and concentrate on work. Looking at the clock you gnawed at your lip a bit, it was late and by the time you would be done it would already be midnight. Maybe calling Teo wasn't a bad idea ?

Walking over to the register you pulled out your phone and dialed your friends phone number, but it directed you to voice mail. You tried again and again but the result was the same every time. Furrowing your brows you put your phone in the little apron you had on while working and started to clean the place.

It took you hour and 45 minutes before you were done with everything. The last thing you had to do was taking out the trash. Kicking open the door to the back alleyway you could hear soft whispers making your hair stand up, you really were being to get paranoid. Walking over to the trash containers you threw the bags in, and closed the lid. Turning around you saw someone standing at the entrance to the alleyway. Squinting your eyes you could see a familiar shade of green in the persons hair.

"Mateo ? I tried to call you, but you wouldn't pick up." you walked over to him with a grimace on your face. " What's the big idea ? You said I should call you and then you don't pick up the phone ? WHOA !" you yelped when suddenly all you could see was a barrel of a hand gun. Your eyes widened at the sight of the weapon being held by someone who you saw as your best friend, aimed straight between your eyes.

"Sorry Querida, but orders are orders." he said in a steady tone, you could see his finger pushing on the trigger.

Call it stupidity, or maybe bravery but the moment your flight or fight instinct kicked in was the moment you pushed him away from you, making him fire and miss. You cried out in pure shock at the fact he would do something like this. Looking at him with wide eyes, it took your brain a second to register in how much danger you were actually in. Turning around you ran full speed at the doors to the restaurant and quickly shut them behind you. Your heart was beating a hundred miles per hour.

"What the fuck !?" you hissed, with shaky hands you pulled out your phone to call the police but in a blink of an eye it was taken away from you. Looking up you saw a tall, lean man with a white hat and mask covering his whole face. You scream got cut off, when he put a hand on your face.

"Shhh, we don't want anyone to disturb us do we ?" he said quietly, you watched him with teary eyes trying to come up with a plan of action to get as far away from him as possible. Every cell in your body told you to run and not look back, and who were you to ignore what your body wanted ?

"It was quiet the challenge to find you. After we lost the other you it seemed like all hope was lost, until a little birdie told us that Alpha Gekko was a dear friend of yours. It took us months to finally get this close to you, and to thing your boyfriends counterpart nearly killed you. Tsk, Tsk, Tsk what a shame that would be. Don't you think so ?" you were completely lost while he talked. Alpha Gekko ? Other you ? What the fuck was he on about ?

"Get off of me !" you finally snapped biting him on the hand and punching him in the guts, making him bow down so you took the opportunity and quickly smashed your knee against his face. Satisfied with how he seemed to pass you, you stepped over his body and ran over to the exit doors.

There wasn't that many people outside right now. So your best bet was to run, but at the same time you couldn't just run home otherwise whoever followed you would know where you lived. Though something told you, that they already knew everything there was to know about you already. Suddenly something slimey got onto your face obscuring your vision and making you slow down. Stopping completely to get rid of the blue substance you didn't notice a shark like creature sliding over to you.

"OYE ! MONSTER ON THE LOOSE !" you heard but it was too late to react, as something suddenly bit hard onto your arm making you fall down with a cry. You hand coming up to your arm, holding and pressing onto the wound. It hurt like hell.

"Seems like we're gonna see each other a lot more, chica." you looked up at the person who looked like Mateo, from his green hair to the way he dressed he was your friend, but something told you this wasn't really him.

"Who are you ?!" you spat finally, having been done with this bullshit from the moment you knocked that weird hat guy at the restaurant. Come to think of it, your boss would definitely not appreciate a stranger in the back rooms when he comes to work the next day.

"Ayy, you know who I am." he crouched down and put his hand on top of your hand, sliding it down until he could cup your face and lean down a bit. You shivered when you felt his warm breath over your lips and cheeks.

"You look like my friend, but you are not him. He wouldn't act like this !" you yelled, not caring if anyone else would listen. Something started to snap inside of you, you felt small shocks along your body. Your hair started to levitate a bit. Mateos eyes widened a small bit upon seeing you use your power for the very first time, it was beautiful how your eyes suddenly looked a lot more brighter and your hair ,that you tied up into a pony tail before your shift, started to have life of their own.

"Maravilloso." he whispered with awe in his eyes. You narrowed your brows feeling untamed rage at this person in front of you, small pebbles and trash started to levitate around you making you look much more scary.

"Let me go." you demanded but he only shock his head.

"No can do, pretty girl." you scoffed at the nickname. You hair tickled your cheeks making you realize you were actually levitating right now, it was a good few inches between you and the ground still it wasn't that much considering your attacker still hovered over you.

"What do you want ?" you asked, desperate to understand what was going on at least and buy some time. For what you didn't know, but you could feel someone was coming.

"I can't..."

"It's all you, lil' homie!" you jumped hearing your friends voice yell out. But the person in front of you didn't scream, he was talking while you heard it. Yet again you heard the strange sound of something sliding, yet you couldn't look behind you. Your hair fell down and you felt a wave of both nausea and fatigue hitting you all at once. Blinking you saw something black jump over your head at the man in front of you. You head hit the floor. Your eyes closed and all you could hear was gun fire and someone yelling to get you out of there, it sounded like Mateo and he was worried sick. What was happening ? Why was it happening now ? With all those Questions running around your head you decided to let the darkness consume you, you were so very tired after all. A short nap woudn't hurt right ?

Hello guys ! I decided to post something extra today, seeing as it took me so long to post part 2 of the You're perfect One shot ^^ I hope you guys like this one as well, let me know what you think ! I think I'm gonna make it into a short story actually, or should I keep it short ? Anyways have a lovely day/night ! Stay safe and drink water !

-Alex

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houseofthescrolls · 1 year

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Midnight Rain

Daemon Targaryen x Reyna Targaryen (OC)

You were my midnight rain

Angst - Slowburn - Fluff

Pt 1 / Pt 2 / Pt 3

I expected many things to happen this morning such as having breakfast, reading letters sent from my kingdom’s advisor Talia, and having tea with Alicent.

What I did not expect was to be standing in front of my son who sat in a chair, blood running heavily down his nose. I tilted his head back gently as I pressed a cloth to it.

“Everyone, get out.” I demanded the guards and physician who stood nervously about the room.

They scattered like mice at my tone and no sooner did the door close, I turned my attention back to my son.

“Explain. Now.” I demanded him wondering who I needed to hunt down.

“I was training with Aemond and Lucerys when the both of them got into an argument. They started fighting and when I stepped in to stop them, I was hit.” He flinched at the small bit of pressure I applied.

“I’m sorry.” I caressed his head with my free hand, “I am proud that you tried to dismantle the situation, but it was still very dangerous of you to do so. What if they had a knife? Who knows what those boys are capable of.” My brows furrowed at the thought.

“I know and I am sorry mother.” He glanced away, “They did stop fighting immediately after they realized what they did and apologized.”

“At least they have some mind to own up to their mistake.” I huffed.

“Daemon…” His voice trailed off unsure if he should keep this tidbit of information to himself.

I tensed up at the sound of his name, “What about him?” I asked.

“He helped me after…” Viserys waved his hand towards his nose, “Ripped a piece of his shirt to help stop the bleeding. He walked me here.”

“That is…” Kind of him. Was what I wanted to say, but cleared my throat, “Did he say anything to you?”

Viserys shrugged, “He asked about my father. I told him I didn’t know much. He also said that my fighting style reminded me of his own.” Viserys clenched his fist, “I wanted to tell him then. In that moment I wanted to yell or fight, I don’t know.” He sighed, “I didn’t.”

I placed my hand gently on his cheek, “You did well. I know that this must be difficult for you, love I know and it tears at my heart. The rogue prince is an ass, but he is smarter than he lets on.” I took a calming breath, “I asked you before we came here if you wanted him to know who you are. Have you-”

“No.” He went to shake his head, but I held him steady, “I still hate him.” He announced, “Never will I chose him over you. You are my mother.”

Tears filled my eyes as I let out a shaky break, “And you are my son.” I laughed lightly, “Look at me, I’m getting all emotional now.”

“You’re emotional for the both of us.” He joked.

After some comfortable silence he spoke up again. I could tell he was worried when I looked at the damage of his nose again now that the blood was cleaned up.

“Is it broken?” He wondered.

I shook my head, “No, the gods were kind to you. Your nose remains as beautiful as the day you were born.” I smiled pulling the cloth away and putting it in a dish filled with red tinted water.

His nose was swollen and bruised naturally, but it looked better than the constant flow of blood. If this was more than a bloody nose, those boys would feel the wrath of a mother.

Viserys rolled his eyes with a huff, “Stop coddling me mother. I am not a child anymore.”

I pressed a kiss to his forehead, “You will always be my child.” I pulled away to see a smile on his face, “Now come, you will be spending the day with your grandmother and I.”

“I don’t think I would count Alicent as my grandmother, she’s as old as you.” He muttered, but stood up nonetheless.

“Hey,” I lightly scolded him, “I’m not that old. Now let’s go before I change my mind and have a word with those two.”

“I’ll be miserable sitting there.” His pleading anything eyes shimmered as he begged not to go, “I promise I’ll be fine on my own mother. This wasn’t even a big deal after all.”

I sighed, “Oh alright. Just be careful and if I so much as hear that you are in trouble… I’ll be there alongside Solaris and you know she will set the entire kingdom ablaze to keep you safe.”

He chuckled, “I know mom, I will see you later at supper.”

I swiftly walked down the hall, not wanting to miss out on our first afternoon tea in years. It was the one time of day we could tear down our walls and be ourselves. Plus, I knew without a doubt that she would know all of the secrets and whispers running through the castle.

“I’m sorry I’m late Alicent, you wouldn’t believe what our boys have been up too. I also told him you were technically his grandmother. I know you hate it, but it’s still funny.” I giggled shutting the door.

When I didn’t hear a reply, I turned around to find the lack of curly red hair in her usual seat and instead platinum white that reveled the moon in the night sky.

“Oh…” I said surprised before straightening up to give him a neutral expression, “It’s you.”

His gaze was surprisingly kind as a soft smile grazed his face, “It’s been a while since I’ve seen you like this.”

I didn’t greet him in kind. Instead I crossed my arms with a pointed look in his direction, “What are you doing here?”

His smile morphed into his usual smirk as he raised an eyebrow, “Is that anyway to talk to your uncle?”

I scoffed, “It is. Now get out.” I motioned towards the door, “I’m waiting for my friend.”

It was his turn to scoff, “You mean Alicu-“

I cute him off, “Call her anything but her name and I’ll gut you for the pigs.”

He smirk returned, “There’s my girl.” The warmth in his voice left me feeling how I did all those years ago.

I shook the feeling away as quickly as it came, “Enough games uncle. Why are you here?”

“The Queen had an important meeting to tend to. I offered to pass this message along.” He took a step towards me, “Does that suffice?”

“Why would you offer to do that?” My brows furrowed and I stepped towards him, “And why would you help my son? I am grateful that you did, do not get me wrong, but you never help anyone aside from yourself. So tell me what you are up too.”

“Isn’t it obvious, my little flame?” He took a step closer.

I matched his with a step back, “Do not call me that.”

Another step forward.

“I would call you nothing, but what you are.” He muttered.

Another step back.

“You have no right.” I held back the shakiness in my voice, “Not anymore.”

Another step toward. He was close enough that I could feel his breath on my face.

“I have every right because you are mine.” He whispered as he gently lifted my chin up.

I glared, the sting of oncoming tears burning my eyes, “I will never be yours again.” I pushed against his chest and he took a step back, “You made that very clear.”

“Wait-” He reached his hand out towards me , but held himself back.

I made a beeline towards the doors, “Don’t talk to me, stop with whatever scheme you have in that thick skull of yours and heed my words. I don’t need nor want you. All I want is peace for the rest of my stay here, preferably as far away from you. Good day, uncle.” I seethed as I grabbed the door handle.

“I know.” He stated causing me to stop in my mission to get as far away from him as possible.

I sighed heavily already done with his antics. I don’t understand what game he was trying to play or why he wants me when he’s left me alone for almost fifteen years.

“Know what?” I turned to him with a dramatic wave of my hands, “That you are the biggest man child in this kingdom? No, scratch that, in the entire world! From here to beyond the seas and every piece of land and sky to ever exist!”

“I know the blood of a dragon when I see one.” He spat.

My blood ran cold. He couldn’t possibly… No. remain calm and don’t let anything slip.

I hid my uncertainty with a scoff, “And your intelligence is far from superb as well.” I rolled my eyes as I turned to flee.

“You, my little flame are the only person in this worlds who can insult me this much without me removing your head from your body.” He was too quick for me to escape the grip of his hand on my arm, facing me towards him.

I shrunk away from his intimidating gaze as he leaned down to my ear, “But you know very well that I am not stupid.” He seethed, “The boy is mine.”

I used my queen voice as I spoke, “I don’t know what could possibly make you think such a thing.”

He large hand easily cupped the side of my face making sure that I was looking directly into his gaze.

“Do not lie to me.” He spoke lowly.

I rolled my eyes, “I am not-”

Technically it was truth.

“I know you are lying!” He cut me off quickly, “He is my son then he belongs under my house!”

I blinked slowly at the audacity of his tone, “Do not raise your voice with me.”

His temper died down slowly as he regained his composure, “I know he is mine. You wouldn’t sleep with anyone else.”

I quickly pulled away from his grip, “Wouldn’t sleep with anyone else?” I scoff, “You think I would still be fawning over you after all these years? That I would wait day and night for you to grace me with your presence? After what you did to me?”

“Yes.” He shook his head, “No… I…” He was once again left speechless by the woman who consumes his thoughts, “We are meant to be consumed by each other. Tell me the boy is my son and you both will stay by my side forever.”

I ignored his words just like the burning in my eyes. He was right, I haven’t slept with anyone else… Not because I was waiting, but I’ve been too busy with regaining a kingdom of my own and raising my son. Would I ever tell him that? Never. My trust for him was burned since that day.

“Have you heard the news my princess?” My handmaiden Lyra asked.

I turned to the girl confused, this stopping her from finishing the braids in my hair.

“What news might that be?” I asked with a soft smile.

“It appears that something big has happened back in the kingdom.” She said softly and I could tell she was unsure of how to proceed.

“Really?” I wondered, “Surely my family would have written to me by now. It has only been a few years since I’ve stepped foot in my father’s kingdom, but my uncle was here only a week ago. Surely he would have said something.”

“I am unsure of why your family has not informed you yet.” She stated a nervous tone settling in her voice.

“Is it about my sister’s courting season? Alicent wrote to me about the possible prospects for Rhaenyra… I would like to visit her as soon as these dignitary meetings are over to help her through it. Except the southeast of Westeros is anything, but sound.” I sighed as I looked at myself in the mirror. My gaze focused on the necklace from Daemon resting around my neck and my heart swelled, “At least my prince won the battle of Stepstones, I’m beyond proud of him.”

Lyra combed back another piece of my hair to braid, “I know my princess.”

And she did in fact know… About everything that went on between Daemon and I. She was my most trusted handmaiden after all. Daemon was the one to invite me to come along with him and of course I would bring her along. She was one of the few who approved of our love even if she was a bit skeptical about the prince.

Though my prince and I have been more than content with our little piece of the world. We were happy together. Truly, blissfully, and utterly happy.

“I count the days until we are wed…” I muttered as I twirled the jewelry in my hand, “Seven children he begs me for.” I laughed at the memory, “I do not know how I will manage.”

It has been quite a time of secretly pining for each other and now he was within reach. All he needed was his brother’s blessing.

“Even so, I hope that it is soon.” I continued, “I pray to the gods that he will return to me with my fathers blessing. When my prince hands over this territory then surely my father will agree. Then we can finally start a family of our own.”

I felt her hands stop moving my hair. It felt too long of a pause to be normal.

“Lyra? Is everything alright?” I asked with deep concern.

“My princess, there is something you must know…” Her voice trailed off.

I looked at her through the mirror, “You know that you can tell me anything. What is it?”

“The prince was seen in a pleasure house this week with someone.” She bowed her head.

I felt as if I had lost a battle, on my knees as a sword plunged through my chest. The darksister twisting my bones and bleeding me dry as Daemon towered above me.

He wouldn’t… Would he? Uncertainty settled in the pits of my stomach. A feeling of guilt washing over me because a part of me believed it to be true.

“With…” I cleared my throat to keep it from breaking, “Who?”

“He was with your sister.” She answered, “There has been rumors about the two of them, that they had…”

I shook my head in denial stopping her from continuing, “No… It couldn’t be true, they wouldn’t do that. This must be a mistake, a silly rumor.” I smiled lightly trying to think posisitive, “He will be back and he will confirm that it was all just petty gossip.”

“Of course, my princess.” Lyra spoke and continued on with braiding.

But it wasn’t small gossip that would flee from everyone’s minds within a week. No… That gossip grew louder and louder until it was a wave swallowing me whole. Alicent confirmed my worst fears through her letter, a letter I chuckled into a fire after reading as I screamed to our once shared bedroom.

Lyra entered my bedroom chambers where I looked anything, but presentable. I looked up at her from where I sat on my bed in the rumpled sheets. My nose was red and my eyes watery yet that slight sliver of hope kept me from drowning.

“Have you…” I coughed trying to clear my throat once again, “Have you heard any news? Has he finally come back?”

A month I have been waiting to see those silvery locks once more, dreaming every night that he was here with me. He hasn’t written or come to offer me any answers. His presence here was only, but a ghost. A faded memory of someone who held much power over my heart.

Lyra shook her head sadly, “I am afraid the prince will not be returning. The prince has taken a bride… I am truly sorry to be the one to burden you with this news, but he has wed another woman. It is your cousin Laena, my princess.”

I nodded wordlessly. The sharp pain in my hand brought my gaze down where I realized that I had been digging my nails into the palm of my hands.

She bowed her head, “The people are also talking… Rumors spread of the kindling you had with the prince my lady.”

I took a deep breath before speaking, “They are moths drawn to a flame. Please tell my guards and anyone who wishes to join me that I will be leaving the stepstones by the end of the week. If you wish, you may return to my father’s kingdom. I will not be cross if you do not want to join me.”

“I will stay with you and your heir until the end, my princess.” She stated sincerely.

“Thank you Lyra.” I smiled grimly looking down at the bump forming on my stomach.

“My lady… Where will we go?” She asked.

“A place that we can make a change…” I placed my hand over my stomach, “A place where we can start anew.”

She nodded in understanding, “I will see to that everything is prepared for our departure.”

“Thank you my friend. That will be all, Goodnight Lyra.” I bidded her Goodnight.

“Goodnight Princess.” She said as she shut the door.

It was then that I finally let the waves pull me down.

“No one will harm you.” I whispered to my unborn child, “I promise.”

I will be strong on my own.

The memory consumed me in feelings of despair and defeat, but most of all anger.

“I was already hated in the eyes of the court and the people for my lack of dragon blood.” I stated my mind coming back to the present.

I looked him dead in the eyes, “You knew this and yet you still perused me and then you left me for my sister.” My eyes slanted into a heavy glare, “They mocked me… Shunned me. I was a laughing stock. The little girl who weaseled her way into the Royal court and seduced her step-uncle only to be tossed aside because I wasn’t good enough.” I stepped towards him in rage and he knew his only option was to step back, “My name was tainted because of you. Unfit to marry they said, not pure they whispered. I was casted out and what did you do? Nothing. You left me on the stepstones to rot.”

I let him soak in those words. His hurt gaze looking at me.

It was only when I saw regret fill his eyes that I finally said, “His father is dead and he was a far better man than you are now. He is not yours. He never will be.” I spat at him and slammed the door shut behind me as I left.

The crashing sounds that occurred shortly after behind those heavy doors only fueled my anxiety and anger as I rushed down the hall.

Never… never… never… For as long as I live and breathe he will never be his. My child is my own and my own alone.

I screamed as I enter my bedroom, hot tears stinging my face.

“This was a horrible idea!” I yelled throwing the nearest thing, a vase towards a wall.

I paced the room in growing anger, “He won’t take my son away from me, he can’t! He has no proof, no claim, only a theory.” I said, trying to calm myself.

I sat on my bed with a heavy sigh, “He has no proof… No proof.” I whispered.

I looked to the balcony out to the clouds that are calling me home.

“Just a few more days.” I fell back onto the silk sheets made of red.

“Queen Reyna.” A knock alerted me to a maid standing behind my closed doors.

I sat up and made myself more presentable.

I cleared my throat, “Yes?”

“Is everything alright? I heard noises.”

“Of course!” I called out to her, “I knocked over something on my desk, no need to worry!”

“Alright. I’d like to inform you that the king requests your presence.” She stated.

“Of course!” I answered, “Thank you. Inform my father that I will be there in just a moment.”

“Yes, your highness.” She took my answer in kind and I could hear her footsteps leave.

“Great.” I muttered as I straightened myself up, “How do I explain to my father that I wish to murder his brother?”

I stood in front of my mirror, checking to make sure that I was the proper form of a queen.

“You will not fear the dragon’s den.” I stated before I left my room.

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aamircoeur · 2 years

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random valorant hcs part tres

jett called reyna abuela (grandma) once. reyna was frowning the entire week.

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raze has a specific playlist that fits their type well for each agent that she's alone with.

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raze also listens to paramore, Ain't It Fun being her favorite song

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neon occasionally calls jett, "ganda." (beautiful)

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omen rarely interacts with other agents unless necessary. he's not childish.. though on extremely rare occasions, omen takes phoenix's food that he's been announcing to the whole protocol that he'll eat later.

"don't eat my food in the fridge, aight? i wrote my name there!" phoenix announces multiple times in a day.

omen ate it. knowing damn well that it'll get phoenix riled up and blame jett or yoru. hence, an argument. hence, noise and chaos in the protocol. it's amusing to him to see them fight like chickens. (his words, not mine.)

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sage gets startled easily (tested and proven by reyna, for some reason)

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once every/two weeks everyone eats dinner together, no excuses. this was arranged by brimstone

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fade ties her hair into a ponytail when she's alone

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cypher likes soft served ice cream

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yoru called jett 'bunny' once.

it was on accident; he meant to ask her why she liked bunnies to tease her but just when yoru held her shoulder and she's already turned around and noticed his presence, he had a brain fart and just said, "bunny." they stared at each other for a solid minute before he nodded and walked away. dear lord jett was so confused

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oh and jett likes bunnies

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killjoy once caught a glace of breach's text messages to people that he flirts with thru chat. her face was 😨 all week

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fade and astra are good friends.

"the girl has this.. positive aura that lingers around her, as if she had nothing to hide," fade said.

she made it her mission to find astra's fear, and astra's only reply was a laugh

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neon randomly (and safely) zaps other members

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brimstone plays candy crush

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sova once had a knuckle tattoo but had it removed 'cause he thought it looked unprofessional

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viper doesn't know how to ride a bike

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sage sleeps with 6 pillows

one under her head, two on each side of her bed, one under her hips, one on her leg and the last one at her feet

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the other agents saw reyna pull a tooth out of her mouth without any signs of pain. "it was aching, i had no choice." she said.

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chamber asks sova if he could pet his owl sometimes

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kay/o can make a toast with his body alone

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the whole protocol once was divided into two groups: deciding if apple juice or orange juice was better

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breach broke the fight between juices.. by saying pineapple juice was the best

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all eighteen agents looked at him weirdly (or just seventeen. can kay/o even drink anything?)

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scarareg · 3 months

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For OTP asks, for any of your favorite ship(s) from PJO/HOO:

4 5 16 21 22 32 34 36 39 (choose any which you find interesting (or) all!!)

Oh thank you, thank you thank you, I am so excited about this!

My OTP is percico!

4. Their favorite show to watch together?

Oh this is super fun because Percy would be eager to show Nico different shows from different decades and discover new ones together! Percy probably likes Brookly Nine-Nine and The Amazing World of Gumbal and Nico is a geek who may like darker stuff like Link Click, GOT/HOTD or Dark, maybe even Succession!

So, their fave shows to watch together may be something fun, but a little bit of mistery or drama or something along those lines. Maybe Hazbin Hotel, Barry, ATLA, Bluey and Breaking Bad. It would be adorable if both love Anne With An E too!

5. Who is the cheesier one of the two?

Percy!

16. Who hogs the covers?

Percy! Nico does not mind, but he pretends to just to tease Percy about it

21. Any routines one has that the other had to get used to (ex. morning, nighttime, sleeping habits)?

Percy is more of a morning person while Nico is the opposite, so they probably have discussed about it because Percy is trying to help Nico fix his sleeping schedule to be healthier. Nico would protest at first and feel like a zombie but he eventually get used to it. They agree for Nico stay up late on weekends!

Percy also makes sure Nico is eating properly.

After Tartarus and both having PTSD, I think both are a little messy, but would rely on each other to ground the other when they are having a hard time, a nightmare, panic attack, etc, and that will make them bond more

22. Love languages? How do they get around differences, if any?

Percy's are physical touch and words of affirmation; Nico's are quality time and acts of service.

Nico is probably learning to talk about his feelings, he may be awkward but honest about them; Percy appreciates him trying! Percy had to learn to read Nico's body language so he could be comfortable with his touch and not overdo it or overstep a boundary Nico is not ready yet

32. Who's so affectionate they can't stop touching the other?

Percy a million percent!

34. How do they cheer the other one up during sad times?

When Percy notices that Nico is sad, he sits next to him and tries to ask him what's up. Then he is his optimistic-self and starts listing all the good scenarios that can happen and how great everything will be and assures him that he will be by his side (and Hazel and Reyna too!) so he has nothing to worry about!

When Percy is sad Nico would try to talk with Percy and make him laugh , then would hug him and kiss the palm of his hand; he know Percy would appreciate the gestures, especially since it is a little weird for Nico to initiate physical contact

36. Who is more protective?

They are both equally protective but Percy is in more obvious ways, so everyone thinks it is him. For example, if someone is making mean comments about Nico behind his back, Percy would not stay still and would defend him.

Nico is subtle, like when he helped Percy to have the Curse of Achilles , or when he talked to Bob about Percy. He always has Percy's back but Percy would realized the things Nico did for him after a while

39. Do they get along with the other's family? If not, how do they deal with the other's family?

Percy gets along with Hazel and only Hazel. They probably hang out constantly and when Percy needs help with something related to Nico, she is the one he goes to for help.

Percy and Hades have beef so at the beginning Hades tried to convince Nico to change his mind, talk about guys who would be better suitors, or constantly ask if Nico is sure about his decision. Nico always shuts down his father's comments. After some time, when it was obvious that his son's relationship with Percy Jackson would last, he made peace with the idea, but privately he was still a bit grumpy about it. Low-key, he appreciates the way Percy treats his son and how happy he seems, but that is only something Persephone knows

At first, Nico is awkward around all of Percy's parents, even if they like him. Sally always welcome him and try to start conversation and Nico would answer but he was all polite, Sally thought he is adorable! After a while Nico starts to relax a bit and he and Sally have long afternoons filled with conversations and activities together; Sally made it her mission to teach everything a still-growing child needs to learn! Paul and he get along and have conversations about history and the past Nico missed and misses.

Poseidon does not mind Nico, he is just happy his fave son is happy. Nico has not interact a lot with him, but when he does he is respectful, just like he is with any other God.

Thank you so much for the ask! This was really,really fun! If you have any other specific ship you want me to answer questions about, I am all ears!

Send a ship + a number and get an answer.

#maygirlsposts #Percy Jackson #Nico di Angelo #PJO HOO #Percico #pjoverse #PJO #HOO #rrverse

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trc au - drive

Leo leaned his forehead against the door. Remembered the vision of Frank. Frank as a ghost, bathed in ethereal flames. Burning forever.

If you kiss your true love, he will die.

Leo picked up the phone, dialed without trying to think too hard. Frank answered. “Valdez?”

“Frank. Can you pick me up?”

“Yes! Yeah.” He sounded worried. “Are you okay?”

No, Leo wanted to say, but he wasn’t hurt or anything and he didn’t want to worry Frank. He settled on something simple, keeping his head against the wood of the door. “I just...I can’t be home right now. If you’re not doing anything-” He let the words hang.

“I’ll come by, I’m not busy.” Leo heard muffled movement from Frank’s end. “Did you see Hazel this afternoon?”

Silence. Only the crackling of the line. Then Leo said, “Can we talk about something else?”

A month and a half ago he would have said nothing, because Frank very clearly had feelings for Hazel and very clearly thought Leo was a shithead. Four weeks ago he would have said nothing because Frank was mad at Hazel and trying to hide it, and Leo wanted to be nowhere near the inevitable eruption. Three weeks ago Leo wasn’t sure if he and Frank were even really friends. Two weeks ago even, they were, but Hazel was still Frank’s older friend, the one who was there first, the one who would win the friend group when she and Leo’s whatever had imploded.

Now Leo didn’t know if Frank and Hazel were still friends at all. And after this afternoon, he didn’t know if Hazel would ever speak to him again.

The quiet static hissed for another long moment. Frank said, “I’ll be there in five.”

Leo waited on the curb, knees hunched towards his chest, trying to think of nothing at all. The air was humid, breezeless, almost oppressively tense. Mosquitos hummed and whined. Frank made it in four, a knight in shining Volvo. He pushed open the door and tossed the keys at Leo.

“Yeah?” he asked, surprised.

“You need it,” Frank said seriously.

Both Frank and Leo struggled with carsickness, but Leo could typically withstand Frank’s cautious driving. Frank would also give Leo shotgun recently, despite Leo having way shorter legs than Reyna. This had made Reyna like Leo even less, if possible. Oh well.

Leo took it easy on the way out of Jo and Emmie’s neighborhood, kept the speed of the road past the residential areas, but the second the empty streets straightened out he hit the gas and held it. Instead of grimacing, which Leo was watching for, Frank rolled down his window and held on. Under the streetlights over head, appearing in flashes and bursts, Frank’s white T-shirt practically glowed. Looking ahead at the road, eyes narrowed against the wind, he held none of his normal awkwardness. He had all the solidity of a tree trunk, a thousand year old boulder.

Frank reached forwards toward the radio, turning it on and skipping past the dad rock station Leo had laughed at him for liking. Settled on something more interesting, with a heavy bassline that matched the rumble of the center strip beneath Leo’s feet.

“How was Canada?” Leo asked. Neither he nor Reyna had been invited. He was annoyed about it deep down, so he was sure Reyna was madder. Neither of them had voiced it, to his knowledge. He kept the annoyance tamped down, tough - he’d already used all his words on the topic on Hazel earlier. Now he was just curious about Frank’s family home.

Frank frowned in the corner of Leo’s eye. “I thought you didn’t want to talk about Hazel.”

“I don’t,” Leo said. “I’ve just never been to Canada. Or met your family. How was it?”

Frank told him about the coniferous forests around his house, the national park he lived in the backyard of, and grizzly bears and little red foxes that roamed nearby. Then he talked about downtown Vancouver, the places he’d hang out as a kid. Seafood by the harbor and a trip to Seattle, once. He talked about his grandma conscripting him into kitchen duty, described how homesick the food made him.

Leo listened. Before Jo and Emmie, he’d been a foster kid for six years. Before that, he lived in a crappy part of one of the hottest cities in the country, but he missed his mom’s apartment there with an intensity that made his heart feel like it was withering away to ashes.

Whatever was replacing it was steelier, harder.

The tiny glow of the stereo lit Frank’s knees, the thick muscle in his calves, the sparse hair on his legs. The furrow of his brow, the finally-relaxed set to his shoulders. Leo stopped looking, checked back at the road. Then looked back at Frank.

“It sounds nice.” They had reached the mountains. Leo slowed down a little to drive uphill. “I mean it. I’m glad you went.”

He was, now. He had been mad that Frank left, but he wanted him to be happy.

“What did you get up to?” Frank asked.

“Oh, you know. Worked on the truck. Kissed Nico. I saw Reyna across the street and waved at her.”

“Liar.”

Leo was lying. About Reyna, who he hadn’t seen once.

“Me and Hazel are done, I think.” He hadn’t meant to say that. Not now?

Frank didn’t look at him, kept his voice neutral as he stared out the window. “I was never sure if you two actually got together or not.”

Do you still like her? Leo wanted to ask. He couldn’t. Everything was too loaded.

“I don’t know what we were doing. But we’re not anything now.”

He couldn’t say who had dumped who. The fight had gotten too heated for specifics.

Suddenly, Leo couldn’t stand it. He pulled the car over, and the lights of the city spread out before them. He slammed it into park.

“Well,” Frank said. “You got out of the house.”

Leo huffed a half-laugh. Drummed his fingers on the steering wheel. “Yeah. Thanks.”

Both of them stared out at the city. Leo reclined his seat a little, then realized that that action, in this context, felt more than a little illicit. Because Frank, still sitting up, was now above him, and staring down at him.

Leo stared back, now very self-conscious about being half-leaned back. He felt like he’d just ripped off his shirt. He wanted Frank to recline his own seat and rescue Leo from this feeling. He wanted to crawl out of his skin.

Frank swallowed. Leo still didn’t move, just looked back up at him.

Then Frank grimaced and shook his head, turning his head away. His ears were red. Now he was awkward. “Sorry. I’m sorry, I don’t...”

“It’s cool,” Leo said. He had absolutely no clue if it was cool. He thought it might not have been, actually. He rolled sideways to face Frank so that he wasn’t feeling quite so vulnerable.

Frank swallowed again, then sniffled. “I don’t know if we’re still gonna be friends.” He wasn’t talking about Leo. “I’m scared she hates me right now.”

“She doesn’t, man.” Leo might have been lying, and he was fairly sure that Hazel hated him right now. But Hazel and Frank were different. “She thinks you’re hot shit. A fight won’t change that.”

Frank’s voice was small. Defeated. “This thing is...it’s so much bigger than us, and she wants to take it on by herself. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to fix it.”

Leo couldn’t answer that. He’d gone out with Hazel to avoid his prophetically-ordained male true love. He probably shouldn’t give others advice. He’d been wrong about Hazel, wrong about Frank.

Frank had seemed so bumbling and insecure at first. Leo thought it was nearly unforgivable for someone to have access to all that money and strength and potential and still not know what to do with themselves. He had been mean to Frank in a way that made him squirm now. Then again, Frank had been nasty right back. So Leo had allied himself firmly with Hazel.

Before Hazel had made a deal with a creepy primordial entity that would sometimes seize her mind and soul.

“I don’t know either,” Leo said to Frank. He exhaled. “All this stuff she was seeing was scaring me.” Hazel had scared him. And the way she buttoned up every single thing - her silence didn’t scare Leo, no matter how ominous it became. It just worried him, but Hazel had made it very, very clear that he should keep that to himself.

Frank hunched forward. “I just want her to be okay,” he muttered. “I can’t stand it when she’s hurting.”

Leo watched his profile. If he reached-

No.

There was no way to go through here without wounding somebody. Hazel was hurting. Leo was hurting. Frank was hurting.

If he did what he wanted to do, here, now, would Frank survive it?

No.

Leo checked the backseat in the mirror, wondering for a second if some spectral Hazel would be there, if she could materialize like Nico did. He did not want the presence of her here. He wanted to be able to be her friend, or her boyfriend, in something that wasn’t going to blow up. Something that wouldn’t be ruined.

Or, as he watched Frank, something that wouldn’t be a betrayal. Destroy three friendships for the price of one.

He wondered if Hazel and Frank had actually hooked up last year. If he’d been crushing on not just Hazel’s best friend but her ex boyfriend, or at least ex something. Nico didn’t even know, because he’d made a face when Leo had asked and said he made a point of not finding out.

Frank scrubbed a hand over his face. “God. This is miserable.”

“And you’re usually such a ray of sunshine,” Leo said, ducking away when Frank swiped a hand at him.

“I wish we could just...” Leo flapped both hands at the windshield. “Get a redo. Through this car.” The city kept glowing beneath them. Leo would forgive any billionaire all their crimes if one invented a flying car that he could have.

“Did I get one with you?” Frank asked.

Leo snorted. “You know I actually wasn’t mad at you, right? I was messing with you.”

“You got me.” Frank smiled for the first time all night. “Easy target, though.”

“Very.” Leo smiled too, almost helplessly. For once, he wasn’t fidgeting, wasn’t wandering off.

Frank looked at Leo’s mouth.

Never, thought Leo. Never. He couldn’t know if Frank was his true love or if he’d wake up tomorrow feeling nothing towards him. So he couldn’t kiss him.

A ghost on fire, a boy built like a man, his face obscured by the flame.

Who are you? Fai.

Burning, burning.

Frank reached forward. Touched Leo on the cheek.

Leo stopped breathing. Imagined that his face was combusting with heat.

His other hand. His other cheek. Frank was looking right at him. Leo could nearly hear his own blood sloshing through his heart, quickening, hurting his chest.

He wanted to push Frank away. He wanted to pull Frank on top of him. He reached up and wrapped his hand around Frank’s wrist, not tugging or shoving, just leaving it there.

Frank leaned towards him, and Leo finally flinched. “You can’t.”

“I won’t.” Frank was still looking at him. “Trust me, I won’t.”

Leo hesitated, then nodded. Frank leaned in until they were chest to chest, cheek to cheek - Frank was as red as Leo imagined he was himself, which was a little vindicating. Leo reached up, touched his neck, then moved his arms up behind it, around Frank’s shoulders. Breathed out slowly. Their chests were touching, moving together. He could feel Frank close his eyes, feel his lashes brush against Leo’s temple. Leo’s next breath in was a little shakier.

A car passed by, headlights briefly flicking into the Volvo. Both of them tensed. Frank hung on a moment longer to Leo, then pulled back, taking his hands off, returning to his seat. Leo sat up and followed him over, reaching out and covering Frank’s mouth with his hand. Kissproof.

“I’m going to start having to do this,” he said. “If you’re gonna go around doing stuff like that.”

He could feel Frank’s smile underneath his palm. He wanted to pull it off and keep it with him, in his pocket so he could pull it out whenever he needed it. They had to go back to real life in a moment, a real life where they couldn’t blow up their friend group or kill each other, and having that smile with him would make everything easier. Make anything more possible.

He pulled his hand away. “Let’s go home.”

#valzhang #frank zhang #leo valdez #trc au #they are all - in the spirit of trc - incorrigible homie hoppers #dont worry though they will make up with hazel soon and figure it all out they're friends #and i left their fights vague but she's hosting a weird entity and not dealing with it well and they aren't dealing with her well either #not sure if i will continue this but i do want to write the leo nico kiss and maybeeee some reyna and hazel #or possibly prequel frank and hazel #bc they absolutely did hook up the year before leo's right #or both #plus reyna and frank being roomates for fun #sorry for my plagiarism maggie stief it will happen again

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fan-art-ic · 6 months

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I still can't believe Rick did that to Percy that author really kicked the shit out of his oc not even letting him get a full school year of no war drama fucking his life over at age 16. Percy is only fucking 17! He would be learning about trig and failing to read a shakespeare classic in class, if he ever could be in class!!!!! I started this post to re write the hoo events let me re route

This actually got super long so ha! So glad mobile had read mores now

So what I think would have been great is if Rick really had to bring in a Roman camp and all that shit then I would have him START at the Roman camp! The first book should open with Leo, because he's already favored by Hera cuz she babysat him, having a demigod dream around the last day and day after of the titan war, because we are going to start RIGHT AFTER

Leo, however, is missing his memories and is on a bus with Piper, who is a daughter of VENUS (isn't the whole thing with, um not Remus and Romulus but Adonis right? He was a founder of Rome right and a son of Venus? It just works) and the bus is attacked by monsters. Hedge is a faun, he's Roman, and basically calls for back-up, the closest Roman patrol shows up but not before Leo has to fight monsters off himself. He kills one dramatically and Jason is the first/last face he sees

In this, Jason is not Praetor. I'd like to imagine he managed to beg off being made Praetor until he turns 16 next year, because the idea made him want to bite people and he did bite Octavian and Reyna. Reyna, in my eyes, is like 17 going on 18 while Jason is 15 going on 16. Jason has an oblivious crush on her and she likes him as a faithful companion, like if her metal dogs could give tactic strategy feedback and make her laugh with snitty comments. Much more student who is a black belt but not a teacher and then a student who's a brown belt. I don't know back on track that's why Jason is on border patrol and not doing boring Praetor things

Also that nicely sets Jason up to go through the war and come out the other side as the Praetor so he might actually enjoy it this time

Back from that commercial break, the first book would basically be the quest from the lost hero but with changes to suit the divergences I've made but still mainly following that plot. They return to Camp Jupiter and celebrate and Leo finds Bunker Nine, hidden in the San Franciscan hills. I remember reading something about Rome loving Vulcan but could totally be mistaken, but that all would gel really well. On Pipers side of things, Tristan has moved into New Rome after Enceladus concussed him so hard he is blind so the Mist isn't bothering his vision. It's really hard because her father just got horribly injured, but now can be with her more often and not do stupid films, of course he wants to return to Hollywood so it's a lot of tense non arguments and treasured quality time

Book 2 would then open with Percy, the entire book is a classic fully him book like the og series. Something like: Look I don't want to waste my time or yours, we both got plenty to do. You know everything since last summer back. The more recent stuff, this past school year was okay! I got put into a couple of remedial classes, and had to deal with plenty of remedial monsters, but overall August to May? No big problems. Even arriving early back to camp had been no problem. I did it to help all the other counselors and Chiron get camp ready to shift from half-gear/winter mode to full gear/summer mode with easily quintuple the campers ready to show up. As the only Poseidon camper and the living hero of Olympus' everlasting ass, I probably could have gotten away with not helping. Annabeth asked me to, so it was a no brainer. June though? Oh boy."

And in JUNE they get Grover bringing back two demi-gods (usually he's busy being a teenage satyr equivalent lord of the wild [HE IS 28 IN TLT RIGHT BUT THATS SUPPOSED TO BE EQUIVALENT TO A HUMAN 12! HE STILL SO YOUNG]) but he ran into these two and uhuuhhhhh needed to bring them right away. And it's Frank and Hazel!!! I love Frank but the fact that he comes out a somewhat legible and not totally weird character is a miracle. He is the son of a minor god, who didn't want him going to CHB because of the shit conditions for non Olympian kids but then Frank somehow befriended a monster kid but then the monster parents tried to eat him and now that he knows his scent has gotten stronger and just bc demigods can't use phone doesn't mean monsters can't they can text their cousins and be like hey fresh meat coming your way. They probably love playing mobile video games and doing crypto trading. Anyways

On the run, he runs into Hazel. She is our lost Roman! Hera took her time with Leo and unfortunately did a rush job with Hazel. She got memory wiped, but Hera ran out of time to set up her arrival to CHB properly, and just drops her in Frank's path. (Tangent: With Frank and Hazel, I've made my feelings pretty clear, canon ages can't date, at least not till they're in their 20s. Again, like that's not something I have a problem with, bc 3 years isn't enough to really view that younger kid as baby comparatively the age just doesn't match up till their 20s. but.......) given they are demigods, I would space out their relationship the full five years to the end of the second series, so she's 18 at least.

That's right, FIVE YEARS. don't try to fucking do all that shit in one year!!!!! You're saying Gaia is this huge big bad but in a span of ONE year where no one actually fights HER she doesn't seem nearly as good a villain as Kronos! He had the pizzazz!!! The villainous razzle dazzle!!!! Because he was given time (ha...ha). I expect at LEAST as much for a BIGGER BAD. It just fucks with the pacing.

Anyway! Hazel has always had dreams and a connection to the Earth, so she's enjoying the newly constructed Hades cabin (where Nico is really fucking confused but really happy?) And also having terrible nightmares and sometimes sneaking off into the rockiest area of the woods like it's in a stream but huge boulders like st peters village creek and she sneaks off there sometimes but that's only after sleepwalking there after the dreams. She is really worried about this possible...familiar.....danger and protective of her new family so she goes back out there repeatedly to think and try to meditate

Percy, both really enjoying befriending Hazel but also somehow the only one finding her suspicious, is working himself into a tizzy because you know how he is with friends and with Silena's death and everyone else's anniversary coming close he has. A lot on his mind. So one night he's out at the wider part of the creek practicing his 'waterbending' and generally being upset, and he does have a sense for Earth so being so close he can feel the small tremors Hazel is putting put and he tracks her upstream

Confrontation time

Percy is already freaked out and Hazel is already in a weird place so she thinks he's a monster through her earth sense, yes she can have that she deserves it, so with her eyes closed she send a little rock spike at him out of fear, which he thinks is her attacking, so he fights back, Hazel comes to/opens her eyes and gets frightened and accidentally entombs Percy. She's able to bring him back up after a second, but oh man that second was possibly the single scariest second ever completely pressed in by dirt on all sides. Suffice to say he gets more fighty bc that's who Percy is, but Hazel manages to freeze his foot and explain herself and Percy calms down pretty well. Really fucking miffed and still has shivers running down his spine every heartbeat, but he's a reasonable guy, a nice dude. He has also been having visions, and between the two of them, figure that something is going to attack this other camp that exists, somewhere on the West Coast, and by a Giant and it's army

Phew! End scene, sheesh. Can you imagine how fucking long this would be if I actually wrote it out? Christ in hell.

They go to sleep! As all good demigods should at Night. The next day, Percy and Nico shove their tables together and Annabeth crouched in as does Frank, because his parents cabin hasn't specifically been done up yet. Oh hm maybe he could have his mortal soldier (booooo) mom and Nike? Doesn't matter, he still likes archery and still eventually figures out his shapeshifter shit. His candle, I think I want that honestly would work better as like, if Frank chose to save someone and took their punishment and he was given that candle. Or something. So at brunch they figure out the pieces, and then when Chiron comes over they think he's going to reprimand their shitty pavilion tableware manners, but nope he just says Rachel needs to see them in her cave

NOW Rachel gets to make a nice little debut with her cave. I honestly. Honestly. Honestly can't remember how it went it tlh if they went to her cave or the big house. Ik Jason went to the big house at some point but it's not relevant to the current topic. Anyways I get to spend an ungodly amount of time waxing about a the artsy fartsy/hippydippy sacred oracle cave of a teenage billionaire heiress which I don't care if there's a kind of canonical description this is my Rachel's cave now. So that would be like, at least half the chapter, the other half is her giving the prophecy after winning at just dance 3.

Anyways then they have a prophecy so they are sanctioned to go to find new Rome! Given the dreams, Nico Hazel and Percy go on the quest. Originally it was going to be Frank but "There's no way I'm letting you go off on another quest with my sister without making sure she's safe myself". Oof, sometimes I understand what writers mean when they say the characters have their own voice sometimes. So whenever they iris message to camp, Frank and Annabeth will be (not) enjoying figuring out his demigod abilities and just generally Frank gets to enjoy camp a little (but barely because he's very worried about his camp crossing buddy being out there without him, despite being protected by two mega powerful demi gods and being pretty strong herself, he still wishes he could message her every day, but it's not practical. Only when the questers can afford to.)

Now in New Rome: Leo, flames, Jason, wind, Percy, with a real big cool boat, they honestly make short work of the whole Alaska situation. That's more of a side thing that Percy signs himself up to do. I think they get incredibly weird in the way a bunch of future openly bisexual men would as traumatized super powered teenagers with a duty and repression around other teen like them who are also hot. NOTHING really happens, Percy is SOLIDLY dating Annabeth at the time, and Jason is too Roman and Leo is too repressed. But yknow. Solidly gay lockeroom vibes like if any of then ever saw that one id magazine of the jock and skater dude their minds would shut down for at LEAST 2 meals worth of time. But yeah they just have a fun jaunty time freeing Thanatos.

Back to Percy, he is enjoying seeing Nico come out of his shell, but also Nico is acting strangely too, but in a completely different way then Hazel. One is entangled in something dangerous, while the other is withholding something dangerous. It's driving Percy batty because after getting paranoid about Hazel earlier he doesn't want to say or push anything, and Nico is his little brother, and Hazel is his little sister, so this is practically a family road trip as far as he is concerned (he hopes) (desperately) (trying to distract from the alternative). Percy doesn't witness this, but at some point Nico comes out to Hazel and reveals his crush on him, and Percy just picks up on "something" being different. Obligatory questers send off at the Jackson household, filled with cookies and great parenting. Really a good way to lower everyone's guard to all the bullshit about to hit their ass. At this point, they are just trying to get cross country, and trying to link up with the Romans and warn them. They arrive on the same day Leo completes the Argo and Octavian butchers, like, 30 build-a-bears. Special edition ones too. Nico, at this point, has left because Hazel is pissed. She eventually remembered Nico at Camp Jupiter and there's a whole thing about that (fun little throw in about Norse and Egyptian from Percy's experiences in the ensuing conversation) so soon as they arrive safely to New Rom, he leaves immediately back to Camp Half Blood, reports, and, I dislike Nico going to Tartarus and getting captured so for right now he has been locked in his room by Hades for mentioning even doing that and he is a having a gay fume

Back in Rome, Hazel is recalling her life there, she had been there for several years, she had a few friends, and Reyna had begun to mentor her on the horse before Hera kidnapped her. As much as she loved CHB, she had never expected anything else and had put work in to feel at home among the golden hills of New Rome.

Okay also while I'm thinking of it. The fact that older Romans don't serve in the army but all the trick or treaters do? Fucking lunacy. But I want to worldbuild on this bullshit before I yank it out: what if the divinity in a demigod is strongest the younger they are, the closer their share of divinity is to the god. this is how you can get a baby Percy killing a snake in his cradle. But usually this means that a demigods peak years is 5-18, instead of a mortals 18-30. Like, of course just because they get older doesn't mean their power completely fade or anything, and of course in examples of extremely powerful demigods no one knows exactly, but, just spitballing, that's why so many monsters come after the kids, when imo they should be stronger when they are adults. So they are just less tasty as they grow through whatever divinity they were given, like expired jerky instead of filet mignon. So the 15 year old demigod serving in New rome's army is going to be to an aged out demigod of the same parent what Percy is to usual demigods. Just that much more in tune. The alternative is totally keelhauling the system and installing adults everywhere but I'm disinclined to that option

So Annabeth and Frank are in CHB, Hazel and Reyna are in New Rome, Jason Leo and Percy are in Alaska, and Nico is MIA at the moment. At this point, the prophecy of 7 is given by Rachel and after picking up Hazel, the Argo swings back to Long Island and then onto Greece.

Nico pops back up in New Rome, with warnings and looking to apologize to Hazel, but everyone is over the Atlantic. He accidentally ropes himself in to helping Reyna as Octavian is getting unruly. I think my Octavian is a total bastard but he isn't conspiring to get Rome and Greece to fight he is genuinely fucking concerned about them fighting and is acting out

I don't get why Annabeth had to get the Athena Parthenos at the exact same moment the whole Gaia is awakening it seems very stupid of Athena, so unless I'm forgetting something this is my made up reason: Athena gives Annabeth the OPTION of undertaking it at the same time or, if everyone survives, doing it later. It would be best to do it now though because she will already be in the Ancient Lands and then if Annabeth is able to recover the Parthenos it will allow Athena to regain complete control over her Minerva form and then, she SAYS to Annabeth, she would be able to help the questers since she won't be spread in two different directions. THAT is what convinces Annabeth to try and find it because Athena's aid would be invaluable for the rest of the quest

Then, when Annabeth and Percy fall into Tartarus and the Parthenos is recovered, Athena is able to manifest in front of the 7 (five). She is expecting to congratulate her daughter and bestow her blessing upon her and give everyone else a little boon, but then no Annabeth. This actually really pisses her off, and when she notices Percy is gone too and asks and they say he DELIBERATLY went in after Annabeth, well this helps boost the worthiness of the sea spawn in Athena's eyes, although this totally fucks everything up bc those two are basically the power players of the 7.

I'm kind of wishy washy on the minutiae of the of the house of hades, I honestly only gave a shit about the 411 in tartarus so no big change ups for the 5 just generally their shit goes easier with Athenas help

Annabeth and Percy are going through it of course. My personal theory is that the rivers of the underworld mess with peoples mortal souls and bodies when people interact with them. the cocytus leaves a more lasting mark on their psyches, and the phlegethon actually slowly eats at both of their mortality. If a normal person tried to drink from it, their human soul would wither away (like peeing on a flower), but with their divine side much more durable, both Percy and Annabeth's souls are growing unbalanced. Percy even more so, as I think when the Styx blessed him it burned away all but that anchor of mortality, and then when the Little Tiber washed away the blessing (which is BULLLLLLLLLLLSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT) his mortal soul is already spread thin and that's why when they get to Akhyls, he is able to crack past his mortal barrier and develop his powers in ways he shouldn't be ABLE to. MY Annabeth, also, doesn't have that shitty reaction to Percy SAVING them. Her mortal soul is boiling and releasing steam vapors it will never get back, so her mind has both never been more tortured but also never been clearer and faster in her life. She is able to get Percy to back off, but just so she can manipulate Akhyls properly and get her to actually help them with Percy as the knife to the throat. In/After Tartarus Annabeth is very much the cleaning/sharpening/and polish to Percy's sword edge.

Annabeth also messes with Bob/Iapetus, poking at his memories and paving the way for him to remember Percy, but doing it in a way so that Iapetus which actually like them by the time he remembers. This is mainly to show off Annabeth being different from her usual self, to have a Percy pov of him being uneasy of Annabeths ability to turn someone around and re-arrange their thinking with just some conversation. This is also because I want Small Bob to go up to the surface and be her big murder cat and if Iapetus genuinely liked her I can see him giving them the cat monster as a token of good faith and fRiEnDsHiP but it ends up being something that gives Annabeth part of her humanity back because she realizes the real impact she had on him and now she has a monster pet to take care of just like her boyfriend (this set up parallels very nicely I'm loving this now)

The Blood of Olympus would probably end up being REALLY different just because the canon book sucks so hard. And I think I'd make a plot point of Zeus breaking the Styx promise to free Calypso, I'd have it become that all of this is actually his fault because by not following the promise the consequences were Gaia waking up enough for all this to even happen. Actually this would set up nicely a next series of dethroned Zeus look at how easy that all falls together fuck I love this idea. It would take so long to write though maybe after I retire I could write it. Also how stupid is it for the gods to work with their own kid against the literal BANE of their existence? Fucking switch up the teams!!! It doesn't make any sense to me and then you could get some really interesting fight scenes and dynamics like I would have it so Percy ends up fight alongside Athena and Annabeth alongside Ares, Jason with Poseidon and Hazel with Zeus, Frank with Hades more on and so on

For that last paragraph I wanted to elaborate so I looked up a list of Greek mytho giants, but it had so much more fun info then I was expecting and has lead me to realize that the defeat of the giants should be a collaborative effort between both the Roman and Greek camps and the gods that would truly be the best way to tie up the huge finale of evil bosses, would free up some of the huge hitters to actually fight Gaia directly, and would be a fucking great fight finale that would unite both camps under one banner of the gods and OOOOH THIS is so smart my brain is shaking like a chihuahua

And then yeah! Series wrapped. Take that Rick, longer time frame, more drama, more battles, and doesn't clumsily fumble everyone's character

If you have read this far I am kissing your cheeks and hugging you thanks for having fun with me!!!!

#shut up mitch #percy jackson #pjo #hoo #canon rewrite #MUAHAHAHAHAHA THIS IS SO GOOD I HAD SO FUN

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i just want everyone to know that this one is @shittygaypornmagazinedotcom 's fault, i just don't know how to say no to my spouse

He stared at the glinting bronze scales of the dragon. Objectively, he knew he wasn't going crazy. But he felt like he was.

A slight figure stood next to the dragon, patting its leg and yelling something up at it. Hazel had her hands over her mouth. She looked close to crying. Reyna looked livid, muttering curses under her breath. The crowd of Roman legionnaires had more or less dispersed, and Lavinia, as curious as ever, stayed behind. She turned to look at Frank, who was still staring at the small person near the dragon, and asked, "So that's the Leo guy who didn't really die?"

He nodded, numb. He was still very much confused. He'd seen his legion smack the living daylights out of Valdez, and his fingers were itching to do the same.

Finally, Leo turned and ran towards them, a grin on his face. A lump of emotions tossed and turned in Frank's chest, somersaulting and spinning. He couldn't name the feelings, but he knew they were there. He didn't know what to do with them.

As soon as Leo neared, Hazel threw herself at him, sobbing. She beat his chest weakly and cursed him. He smiled slightly and hugged her, whispering in her ear. She relented her grip on him, and Leo edged towards Reyna. Frank's fellow praetor didn't hesitate: she aimed a kick right at his crotch. While he yowled in pain, she grabbed him by the ear and started berating him in rapid Spanish.

"You have some nerve to just show up!" she shouted. "We've all been worried sick!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" he squeaked, squirming. She finally let go of him, and he stepped as far away from her as he could. "What is up with you people? I had just as rude a greeting as this back at Camp Half-Blood. I came to say hi, but I've also been sent to tell you something!"

Frank saw the urgent gleam in Leo's eyes as he said this. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good. Perhaps something to do with all the panic and frenzy surrounding the sun god of late? The lump in his chest grew.

Leo made eye contact with him and grinned. Frank felt funny.

"If I come next to you, Zhang, will you beat me up?" Leo posed the question jokingly, but saw the fear in his eyes. Was it because he thought Frank would seriously hurt him? Or maybe ...

Frank remembered Leo mentioning foster homes, many of them, jumping from one to the other in hopes of a home. Many were abusive. Leo hadn't really said this, but it had been implied. Frank could only imagine that this brought back memories of past beatings. As much as he wanted to slap him for the worry of the past months, was he really gonna stoop so low as to hit a boy who's only ever known abuse?

"Nah," Frank replied. "At least, not yet."

The look in the other boy's eyes eased and he skipped over next to Frank. He looked at him seriously and said, "I really do have a lot to tell you. It's been a crazy few months."

Fear gripped Frank suddenly. "Are — are you gonna go away again? We just got you back. We can't lose you again." I can't lose you again, he almost said.

Leo eyed him strangely. "Well, I'm not gonna stay here forever. I'll stay a while, though. I'm tired." He shot a look at Reyna. "Is that okay?"

All of Reyna's anger had evaporated, and she started to look incredibly guilty. "Of course you can," she reassured him hastily. She looked him up and down. "I didn't hurt you too badly, did I?"

Leo recognised the tone in her voice and grinned. "Oh, you've wounded me fatally! How shall I ever recover?" he claimed dramatically. Hazel laughed a little. Lavinia was still noting all the goings-on with a keen eye.

Reyna sighed at his dramatics. "I'm sorry, okay? We — we missed you, and we were really worried. You broke our hearts with that explosion, Valdez. We thought you really were a goner."

Leo rolled his eyes affectionately. "Apology accepted, especially since that's probably the only apology I'll ever get out of you in this lifetime. Who's this one?" he asked, looking at Lavinia.

"That's Lavinia," Hazel said.

"Want some gum?" Lavinia offered. Reyna looked ready to smack her own head repeatedly against a wall.

"Oh, sure," Leo said, taking some. He chewed it, smirking. "I like you."

"I like me, too," Lavinia replied. Leo laughed.

Frank didn't know what was happening to him. This intense ball of emotions was still rolling around inside him. He felt sick, he felt elated, he felt furious, he felt relieved. And he still wanted to punch Valdez.

"You said you have news to share?" Reyna said briskly. "Let's go to the Via Praetoria. We'll discuss everything there."

"Yes ma'am!" Leo said solemnly with a mock-salute. They started walking.

Leo fell back to walk beside Frank, who was still mulling things over. He shot him a grin. "You do want to smack me, don'tcha?"

"I both do and don't," Frank answered honestly. "I don't want to be just some other guy who hit you when you've just come back, but then again, I've lost my head worrying about you, so I feel like you deserve at least an itty-bitty slap."

Leo acknowledged this with a nod. "Then do it."

Frank shook his head. "No, no. I won't."

Leo held out his arm, waiting.

Finally, Frank couldn't help it. He pinched his forearm, just a little bit. Leo winced slightly and then burst out laughing. "Trust you to be the nicest one about it."

Frank didn't know what to say to that. He just smiled, reveling in the knowledge that Leo was back, Leo was alive and here, and walked on. The muddle of feelings only grew, but with Leo by his side, the confusion didn't feel so bad.

#valzhang #frank zhang #leo valdez #pjo #hoo #toa #rick riordan

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justabooknerdposts · 8 months

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just an idea but awkwardly timed IMs lol, those fics always make me laugh and you are very good at capturing humor

*NOTE: I’m still closed to prompts for now, probably until at least the end of the year, as life is quite busy at the moment. But I’m trying to catch up on some backlogged requests that have been sitting there for a few months since before I closed. So, I’ll have a few up over the next couple of weeks—my goal is to have them all posted before Chalice of the Gods comes along and expands canon again, ha. Again, not accepting any new prompt requests at this time—I’ll see how my schedule looks in January and revisit the idea then 😊 In the meantime, enjoy the four or five coming up.

Oh, also, chapters 2 through 4 of my AHS senior year Percy and Annabeth story have also been posted. This story is written under my TraitorousHearts8 pseud, so it’s a little more YA than middle-grade, but it’s available to read on Fanfiction and AO3 if you’re interested! The last two chapters should be up over the next week or two.

Alright, back to the prompt response!*

Okay, I kind of loved this one and it was fun to do some semi-awkward IMs. Hope you enjoy!

PERCY: The Greek gods have terrible timing. For example, one once interrupted me in the shower. Long story. I’m not discussing it right now. Demigods do a little better. But sometimes, they have bad timing, too. For example, during my freshman year of high school, I was in the bathroom at my mom’s apartment, going…well, doing what you do in the bathroom, when, suddenly, the air in front of me shimmered. Charles Beckendorf’s face appeared a moment later. “Hey, Percy, got a question for—” he said before his eyes widened.

I yelped and swiped through the I-M.

Once I was out of the bathroom and standing near the kitchen sink, using its water to make a misty rainbow, I messaged him back.

“Uh, hey, dude,” Beckendorf said sheepishly. “My bad.”

“It’s okay,” I said, even though I still kind of wanted to curl up and die from embarrassment. “You didn’t know. But, uh, let’s not mention it again. Ever.”

He nodded gravely. “Anyway, the reason I was calling…” and he launched into a Titan War-related question about an explosive device he was working on that could be added to the tour bus of monsters we’d received reports on.

Later, I learned that he’d rigged this device in the bus’s toilet. I tried not to take that too personally. And I definitely did not ask him what had inspired the idea.

ANNABETH: Usually, I have way better luck than Percy. Which isn’t actually saying much because he has absolutely terrible luck. Which probably explains why this happened. It was during the fall of my freshman year of high school, during the Titan War. I was at my dad’s in San Francisco, and Percy and I hadn’t caught up for a few weeks. Things had been weird between us ever since our quest in the Labyrinth that summer. But we were trying. Unfortunately, Percy chose to reach out via Iris-message…while I was in the shower.

I was washing my hair when suddenly, from behind me, I heard, “Hey, Annabeth—aagh!” I turned, hands already up over my chest, to see Percy, bright strawberry red, covering his eyes and swiping through an I-M.

I called him back ten minutes later from my bedroom, fully dressed, though my hair was still wet and tangled.

As soon as his face appeared, Percy sputtered, “Annabeth, I am so sorry—”

I held up a hand. “We will never speak of this again.”

“Agreed.”

***

A couple years later, on the Argo II, Hazel was talking about I-Ms.

“They’re great,” she said. “But it seems a little risky. I mean, we surprised Reyna in the baths.”

The corner of Percy’s mouth quirked up. “Yeah, this one time, I called Annabeth and—”

“I thought we were never speaking of it?”

“Oh yeah. So, anyway, is that a flock of harpies closing in again? I’d better go check.”

After he ran off, Hazel raised her eyebrows at me. I sighed. “He called me once while I was in the shower.”

“Oh.” She fanned herself, an old-fashioned gesture that somehow seemed natural on her. “See? Risky.”

I nodded. “For sure. Oh crap, those actually are harpies. We’d better go help him.”

And that was the end of that conversation.

#pjo #fanfic #fanfiction #ff #writing #stories #request #percy jackson #pjo fanfiction

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Oh no! Your OCs have just realized their food is poisoned! They've only got a few minutes before they go into cardiac arrest, what do they do?

(okay maybe I watched Casino Royale yesterday. sue me.)

Siv: Is immune to most poisons due to their abilities

Hailey: Literally could not give less of a shit, she's already dead, what is it going to do? Kill her?

Jay: Starts making out with Cassandra because he doesn't have that much time left

Cassandra: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the poison

Arya: Fakes their own death, because the vast majority of human poisons don't affect Fae, and proceeds to become an arsonist of public restrooms

Esme: Beams herself to the club because if she's gonna die she's gonna die having fun

Ember: Calls all her friends to tell them that he loves them.

Gina: Just dies (again) after pretending like nothing was wrong so she won't worry anyone.

Cat: Finds the person who gave her the poison and hacks all their devices so they'll just show pictures of extremely stupid, extremely ugly goats for the rest of time as revenge.

Max: Spends his last few moments scrolling on his phone and making meme posts about how he's about to escape the capitalist hellscape (and he programs a couple drones to go shoot some CEOs)

Kyle: Is immune to most poisons due to his abilities

Eric: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the poison

Jacob: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the poison

Khalil: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the poison

Antonio: Telepathically locates the person who poisoned him and proceeds to give them a psychic attack that traumatizes them so much that they willingly give him the antidote.

Ameerah: Spends her last few minutes fucking with everyone else's emotions because she's a little jerk and she wants to laugh at all the people either having nervous breakdowns or committing violence.

Rania: Synthesizes an antidote because she's smart like that

Reggie: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the posion

Director Hawke: Casts a counterspell that neutralizes the poison

Meredith: Is immune to most poisons due to its abilities

Cory: Spends her last few minutes making TikToks that can be uploaded from beyond the grave

Delilah: God forbid you poison her food because Siv can and will murder you slowly and painfully

Onnie: Is immune to most poisons due to their abilities

Pippa: Is immune to most poisons due to her abilities

Jessi: Has a criminal empire so she's already prepared for such things, she has one of her aides grab her the antidote from her stash.

Hyun-Ki: Either calls his mom to tell her that he loves her, or Jessi also gives him the antidote, depending on what version of Hyun-Ki we're working with.

Marie: Is a doctor with access to a replicator, I think she'll be fine.

Qiara: You really tried to poison a near-omnipotent space god? Are you that stupid?

Liah: Overdramatically prepares herself for death, until Marie comes over and injects her with the antidote.

Soraya: Just downs another cup of coffee and hopes for the best

Thalia: "Ugh finally now I don't have to deal with these idiots anymore"

Reyna: Finally gets to test whether her "Upload a consciousness into an android body" plans actually work.

Laila: Is extremely upset because she never even managed to find a hobby she enjoyed

Athena: Apologizes to the guy she was vivisecting becuase she's probably not going to be able to finish his vivisection. (he's actually kinda relieved tho)

Samira: Asks Aldrich to bite her so she can be a vampire with him and not die (well, not die of the poison, but the question of whether vampires are alive or not still stands)

Aldrich: Is already undead, it might make him sick but it's not going to kill him.

Sohelia: Depending on whether her human or vampire physiology wins out in the end, she's either going to suffer and wake up with one hell of a hangover, or die. Either way, she'll finally admit that she loves all her friends and thinks that they're the best people in the world.

Matt: Finally takes a chance and tries out skateboarding because who cares if he dislocates a joint or starts excessively bleeding, what is it going to do? Kill him?

Vanessa: If it's after she got turned into a monster (and subsequently turned back- mostly at least), I think she'll be fine, she literally can spit acid that can eat through a car. If it's before, however, she's going to die.

Dolores: Is already undead, it might make her sick but it's not going to kill her.

Victorie: Is already undead, it might make her sick but it's not going to kill her.

Kayla: Steals the antidote from the HYDRA stores, since they probably have an entire stash of various poisons (and their antidotes) since they have a tendency to torture and kill people.

#ask revan #oc shit #practically-an-x-man

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How to Eat Pleasant Holiday Meals With Co-Workers (4/5)

Read on AO3 | Rated M | Tagging @today-in-fic

Night Before Thanksgiving 2013

The phone rings. And rings and rings and rings and rings and rings.

His face is burrowed deep in the couch cushion, seeking out whatever traces are left of the sweet distinctive floral smell. The smell is fading. It’s going to be entirely gone one of these days, and one day, when he inhales the scent of his couch — or his sheets, his sweaters, his Aztec blanket— they will all smell like nothing. Like generic detergent. And nothing and no one.

The phone rings again.

For a few fanciful minutes he imagines answering it like this:

“Congratulations, you’ve reached the Mulder residence. To talk to Fox Mulder, you have to answer one simple trivia question. What happened forty years ago on this day? … oh? No, I’m sorry, that’s the wrong answer. And since you don’t know, you don’t fucking know me well enough for me to talk to you.”

That’s funny. Another iteration of him would have laughed.

She wouldn’t laugh. She would tell him to stop being such a smartass, to make an effort to be nice to people, to just pick up the damn phone.

But she would also know the answer. She would never, ever forget the answer.

Nevertheless, she’s not going to call.

***

The phone rings again. This time, he gives up, sits up with enormous effort, grunting as he stretches for it across the table.

“Mulder.” His voice sounds broken, like an old man’s.

It’s Lionel speaking. Lionel of Lionel and Reyna, who live in the farm house adjacent to their property. Lionel and Reyna, their nearest neighbors. Lionel and Reyna, his nearest neighbors.

Lionel seems to be asking him to dinner tomorrow. Turkey, stuffing, cranberries, pumpkin pie.

“Don’t bother bringing anything. We’ve got plenty of food. Just yourself,” Lionel says warmly. He says something about pecan pie from some bakery that’s supposed to be really good, something about football, something about one of the kids bringing a girlfriend home from college.

It all sounds nauseatingly cheery. Intentionally cheery. Falsely cheery. Like Lionel has maybe been given a tip. Like Lionel has maybe been asked a favor.

Mulder is suddenly filled with certainty that he has. Because she knows very well what happened forty years ago. Of course she knows.

Does that make him feel better, that she would pull strings behind the scenes to make sure he wasn’t going to be alone?

Or does it make him feel worse, because where the hell is she?

How could she leave him alone like this, when she’s the only one who knows?

***

He thinks about calling her.

He thinks about calling her and leaving a desperate message, because he knows she would never pick up.

He thinks about the first Thanksgiving they ever spent together, and her psycho ex-boyfriend Ethan doing pretty much the same thing. Now he supposes he is the psycho ex-boyfriend.

He wonders if he calls her now if she will have someone over for Thanksgiving dinner, some replacement colleague. Maybe she is actually fucking him on the couch. Maybe she has been waiting for years for a reason to get rid of him so that she can meet new guys and fuck them on her couch.

He hides his face under one of the dumb little throw pillows she bought, and he is ashamed of himself. It’s easier to turn her into a villain than to accept the truth.

Which is that he’s messed it up. He was always going to mess it up.

That was fate.

***

He regrets kissing her at midnight of the new millennium, because now he knows. The world did end.

He regrets the first time he came over to watch a movie without a work reason. He regrets offering to eat with her that first Thanksgiving, for bringing over that Safeway turkey and thinking they could be friends. He regrets telling her about Samantha in that motel room on their first case.

He should have kept his distance. He should have stayed aloof. He should have stayed impersonal. No good has ever come at any point in his life from getting attached. The more attached he’s gotten, the worse the consequences have been.

When he was young and callow, when he was at Oxford, when he was at Quantico, if you had told him there was someone currently walking on the planet whom he would someday describe as the love of his life, he would have laughed derisively. He might believe in a hell of a lot, but even he had limits.

A stupid, soggy, weak-kneed phrase. “The love of my life.” Not intended for grown men who lived in basements and slept on couches alone.

Then, some time in the course of their partnership, it just became so stupid and obvious. That was who she was.

Really no other way to think about it. He had the audacity to be happy about it. To think that maybe, just maybe, being with the love of his life everyday could be life’s little compensation for so much pain.

As it turns out: no. Knowing what it is to be with the love of your life makes losing her a very special kind of pain. So, so much worse.

He won’t be going to Lionel and Reyna’s, he decides. They won’t have sweet potato pie. And there is a dignity in pure sadness, in being purely alone, purely unattached.

This Thanksgiving he’s grateful for that dignity at least.

#x files fanfic #the x files #xfiles fanfic

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Day seven; the party

A/N: Happy Halloween! -Danny

Pairing: Platonic!Everyone xgn!reader

Words: 1,035

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Leo had been anxiously waiting for you, you were wearing a matching costume, so you obviously had to show up together to get the effect you wanted. Once you were done, you made your way to the party meeting a few friends in the way.

You had to admit the decorations were far better than the ones you’d done last year, but this year Leo had been in charge of it, and you’d helped, so you weren’t that jealous. Some people had decided not to wear costumes but they were enjoying themselves pretty well, you spotted Percy and Annabeth, and the young man’s eyes lit up at the sight of you and Leo.

“You did it! Man, you two look amazing!”

“It was so hard to get a resistant fake pumpkin head,” you admit, looking at Leo’s mask proudly. “But hey, he gets to light himself on fire without harming anyone and looks really cool while doing it! It’s a win-win.”

“What are you guys?”

“Callum and Rayla,” Annabeth points at the purple marks under her eyes.

“Oh, I love that show! I knew you guys were looking familiar!” Leo says. “Great choice!”

“You guys saw Frank?” Percy grins. “He came as a trollhunter.”

“What!” You quickly push through calling for your friend, finding him talking with Piper and Jason— who decided to dress up Captain America. “Oh Gods! Look at you!”

They compliment your costume and ask about Leo, who’s a little behind since you decided to sprint across the place to find Frank the trollhunter, once he finds your group he comes with Thalia, Reyna and Calypso. Thalia is dressed as a knight, and Reyna is weeping lady— she called it “La llorona”. Calypso can’t be seen under the bed sheet, but her eyes are very bright and happy, and her voice is blithe, so you can tell she’s having fun.

A voice comes from behind you. “Great party, kids!”

Apollo and Meg are also wearing matching costumes: Lester is the little girl from Hocus Pocus and Meg is Winifred’s undead boyfriend Billy.

“Really outdid yourselves, all of you,” Meg says approvingly. “Didn’t think Romans knew how to be fun.”

“Hey!” Jason frowns. “We invented fun.”

“That’s such a lie,” Thalia teases him. “But I also think you guys did an amazing job.”

“Very good for mortals,” Apollo admits with a playful grin. “But nothing like a godly party. Maybe we should make the next one in Olympus.”

Everyone looks at him in horror. Frank gulps. “Not sure that’d be as fun for us as for you, buddy.”

“Oh c’mon! I’ll tell everyone to keep themselves from killing any of you for fun! I promise I’ll watch your back!”

“Absolutely not,” Piper frowns. “Drunk Gods are more dangerous than any monster, no one wants to be around that!”

Everyone agrees, and Lester has no choice but to admit defeat. However, Meg pats him on the back and offers an alternative.

“Well, we can always do it in my house? I mean, I know nymphs and satyrs love to party, so...” she looks at the rest of you. “If you’re interested in keeping up the tradition of changing up the place and host...”

“If you’re up for it, sure,” Leo says slightly surprised. “But you have school and all, Meg— we can help you out.”

“Hey, she’s got a God for that,” Lester says defensively. “But I wouldn’t mind it if some of you decide to hang out before the party,” he puts an arm around your shoulders and squeezes. “Would love to spend more time with my friends. I don’t see you as often as I’d like... and I still have godly duties to attend, so I might need help with a few things.”

“Cool!” Frank pats his back. “Have fun.”

“Now let’s stop thinking about the next party and enjoy this one!” You exclaim, grabbing Leo’s wrist. “Come on, Jack, I want to jumpscare Nico.”

You did jumpscare Nico. At what cost? Well, now you were running for your lives from a few angry ghosts that he’d sent to chase you.

You were laughing hysterically though, which was not helping you get away any faster from the current threat, and you only got rid of them until you promised not to do that to Nico ever again.

“I know you liked it too, though!” Leo says reproachfully. “You’re laughing!”

“I’m laughing because I saw you run around like headless chickens for the last ten minutes,” Nico smirks, grabbing the drink Will was offering to him. “You’re in your twenties and you still act like the teenagers we met years ago. That’s embarrassing.”

You could tell he wasn’t that upset about it, however. Nico liked seeing his friends having fun, even if sometimes that happiness came from his own embarrassing moments, sometimes looking silly was worth it.

“At least they didn’t scare the children,” Will says.

“Who do you think we are?” You say in outrage. “Scaring children? We’re not assholes!”

“Yeah! Besides, Y/N already does that without trying to on a daily basis, so it’s not exciting anymore.”

You push him sideways and Leo chuckles. “Rude!”

“You guys tried Hazel’s Jamaica’s water?” Will points to the drinks he and Nico are holding.

“I gave her the recipe,” Leo winks at him. “Great for Halloween if you ask me, right? She wanted something that wasn’t like soda for the sugar-free people. I thought this was the right choice. I mean, it’s red.”

“It’s really good,” Nico hums.

You support one arm on Leo’s shoulder. “Another successful Halloween for the demigods, one for the books, am I right?”

Leo snorts, poking your side. “We’ll never be able to thank you enough for starting this in the first place,” he says dramatically.

“Oh, you don’t need to, I live to please the masses,” you wink at him, then your smile fades a little. “That sounded wrong.” Leo’s smile grows, you frown at him. “I messed up.”

“Do you please the masses, Y/N?” He asks casually.

“Don’t you dare.”

“I have a mass that you could pl—”

“Nico, I’ll pay you five drachmas if you send more ghosts after Leo.”

“Deal.”

“NO—”

#Danny's writing #pjo fanfic #Halloween #Halloween Fest #halloween fic #halloween verse #halloweek 2022

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