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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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Our comfort
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Platonic!Yan!Camp Half-Blood x Comfort!Goddess!Reader. (Percy, Annabeth, Grover)
—£ Yes I know I haven’t finish the book but I actually couldn’t wait anymore. So, this is me with little knowledge so bare that in mind.
—£ Warnings: Book/show spoilers, Yandere! Behavior, Being bound to a place, Possessive behavior, Obsessive behavior, Manipulation, Characters fighting for the reader’s attention. Short.
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You weren’t a known for too long goddess, much younger then rest of the gods. A teenager like age compared to them. It was strange to have more powerful gods look to you for comfort but you love it. As you are the goddess of comfort.
But, as the other gods started to have many demigods you saw how miserable they could get. You hated the fact they didn’t care for their children so you decided to stay at the camp for half-bloods when the time came.
The campers cling to you. You bring a comfort they never quite felt before. It was like a warm hug, like the ones they wanted from their parents.
You couldn’t leave, and at the beginning you were glad to accept that fate.
Almost always you are found surrounded by demigods and they just relax in your comfort. You are the one they go to with every worry in their mind.
Being close to Aphrodite, her seeing you as a sister and a younger child. Stories of your love for one another are still told today, as she gave ideas to the mortals of how great your relationship was. But in reality there wasn’t much to tell.
So her children have a mentality that they are your favorite and because of their mother, they have some sort of claim to you above the others. But that never works because you love the children equally.
The demigods have less nightmares with you around and watching over them.
Ares children fight often for your affection. They will constantly get into fights with others to show they deserve more time with you. Which you always scold them but it never sticks. They kiss their weapons each time to you, like a sign of good luck. Aries children are one of the worsts ones because they get aggressive at times, even with you. But the golds make them stop by punishing them, mostly their father.
Hermes children are hard to explain really. They aren’t aggressive, but they are mischievous. They take their revenge of stealing things from the other campers, pulling pranks. Or trapping some of them up and go straight to you before they can get there. Luke for instance, is always looking around for you and talking about his day. He’s either laying down next to you, or making you watch him train.
Many games of all houses take place just for you.
AnnaBeth, is constantly by your side when she has free time. She scares off people with a glare behind your back, knowing that she could put plan them. She also trains and makes you watcher her and needs your praise. Maybe, somehow you are her older sister. But, sometimes she just chills by your side not saying anything, she’s like a lost duck at times.
Grover however is actually a lost duck. You comfort him when his past missions fail and he loses kids. You are so nice to him and makes him feel special and brave. When he has to leave he keeps a coin in his pocket with your face on it and prays a lot. He’s not possessive much. He’s willing to take what he can get and is just happy to be there. But maybe if someone comes in when he’s “crying” and having you fuss over him then he’ll be a bit mad but never does anything about it.
When a new camper arrives you devote your time to them because they need it a little more. They come into a world they know nothing of, waiting for the parent they hardly know to claim them. You claim them like your own until the time comes.
So when Percy comes you feel something off with him, like he is special and in need of a lot. He lost his mom, taken from the world he knew.
Percy becomes the most possessive out of all of them.
He feels out of place but you are always there to listen to him. It doesn’t help that you follow him to make sure he’s okay. At the beginning you’re both following each other around.
“It’s okay, Percy.” You brush his hair lightly like his mother used to do. “You’ll get claim, and you’ll have glory.” And he doesn’t care if you say that to everyone because you make him feel special. 
Also, you protect the new bloods. So you’ll show up when he gets bullied and just raise one brow and they all back off. Can’t risk making you mad at them.
When Percy gets claimed he’s all alone again, no friends and the campers looking at him funny. Being one of the top threes son isn’t fun or easy. He shares a cabin all to himself.
So he starts to be the worst of them all. Raising his voice when you try and leave him and he manipulates you to stay with him. Can’t you see how alone he is?
He can’t sleep unless he knows your watching over him.
You pick no sides of the war. Your family will figure it out themselves, while you take care of their children.
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astralis01 · 3 years
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Percy Jackson X GN!Reader: Hold Me Tight
Could you do a Percy Jackson x Gender neutral reader where Percy has recently come back from Tartarus and he has really bad nightmares and as a result, hates sleeping alone so the reader ends up staying at his place regularly and they end up cuddling/sleeping together and that really helps with Percy’s nightmares? by @bi-ranger-energy
I’m really sorry for this one also but apparently writer’s block has finally lifted and I’m writing again. Sorry for the wait. Can be taken as platonic and romantic both.
G/p= Godly Parent
S/n=Sibling name
Percy woke up from his sleep again. The scene in his dreamland, too vivid to be unreal, too vivid to be a dream. He woke up gasping for breathe and rushed for the bathroom for a cold splash of water on his face so that he could ground himself, to remind himself that he was in his bed, in his cabin, in Camp Half-Blood and not in Tartarus.
It was his nightly habit. Wake up gasping for breathe, tumble into the washroom to splash his face with water and then try to catch a few hours to sleep. But today, it was too vivid to be unreal so he looked towards the exit door of his cabin.
Grabbing his sword and he threw a fresh shirt over his head and moved towards the door and rushed towards G/p’s cabin. He knocked on the door, a pattern that Y/n and he had come up with in case they needed something.
He had to wait for a few minutes but the door opened and their stood Y/n in their PJs and a nest of birds hair with a yawn coming up and they asked, “What happened Perce?”
Percy did not say anything, just wrapped his arms around Y/n, trying to anchor himself and Y/n softened his posture letting Percy wrap his hands around their frame while they did so to Percy too.
“A nightmare, huh?”
Percy nodded, not trusting himself to speak out those words loudly.
“You can sleep here today. Come.”
Percy was going to say no but he didn’t think that it was a request, more like an order and a small smile crept onto his face.
Y/n dragged Percy to his bed and pulled him down with them and placing the cover over them. They then tried to snuggle into Percy chest but then said, “Uncomfortable,” and turned around.
“Hot” Position changed.
“Way too uncomfortable.”
A grin was making way to Percy face and he said, “Why don’t I show you a comfortable position.” With that he wrapped his arms around them, pulling them in a sleeping hug and Y/n was quick to fall asleep.
Percy closed his eyes too, hoping there won’t be any nightmares.
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Y/n woke up the next morning with sunlight falling on their face and the sound of the giggle of S/n. They slowly turned around to see what was funny and then remembered yesterday night’s event.
They looked at Percy. He was sleeping peacefully. His face angelic and drool slipping out of his mouth and so Y/n shooed away S/n and let him sleep for a while and feel asleep themselves.
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lady-ashfade · 3 months
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Our comfort. Pt2
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Platonic!Yan!Camp Half-Blood x Comfort!Goddess!Reader.
Just some more hc’s of a scenario I came up in my head!
Warnings: Short, Yandere tendencies, Platonic!!, obsession, the kids being upset. Spoilers for the beginning of the second book!!
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The camp was under attack and Percy found himself, and his two friends arriving at the scene. He and the others all joined in on killing the metal beast that plagued the camp.
Percy was itching to see you again, Annebeth was also since she was always with you since she came to the camp and that summer she went with her father.
The camper’s returning had no clue of the changes in the camp. Not only from the new activity director, but from a change you had brought.
The first time Percy walked to his cabin to drop off his things, annabeth on her way to with Tyson following them, caused confusion.
A big white cabin with carvings of the same he saw in Olympus. It was beautiful. Flowers growing up the sides of it, statues placed around it and the gold accents. It was beautiful, like a new aphrodite cabin.
There was a crowd of campers surrounding the outside as two older campers stood on ladders to hang up the new flag.
“What’s happening?” Percy leaned over to his friend. She just shrugged, “I didn’t know there was anyone to add, maybe the lesser known have had children.”
Then chaos broke loose when the flag finally dropped. And the symbol made the campers gasp and rub their eyes to see if they actually saw it.
It was your symbol.
When they found you at the train grounds with some of the students that stayed there over the summer. They rushed around you and screamed for answers.
“Why is there a new cabin?” “You can’t have children!” “This isn’t far!”
Yeah yeah we all know how it goes down. The child screaming, and demanding answers. All they could do was watch you tap your foot and wait for them to quiet down like a mad mother. Once they all calmed down that decided to listen to your speak.
And everything was true. You had children and they are close to the age to coming to camp, even could come to camp now. And oh boy, they started to scream again.
Those poor children had no a clue how much they had going for them.
Some campers could wait to meet your child, and love them the way they love you. Become their protectors, surely they would be as comforting as you.
Some campers hated them. They didn’t need to met them, they wanted them gone. You had a whole camp of children to take care of but you had to go and have your own? That’s now how this should work, aren’t they enough for you? But they knew they couldn’t do much about it because once you got upset, the gods were angered.
And then, the other half. Didn’t really pick a side in it. They are willing to share, or not. What ever happened they didn’t really care since you’re still at camp.
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lady-ashfade · 3 months
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Hello. I saw that your wishes for Percy Jackson were clear. I wonder if you can write for yandere son percy jackson and mother reader?
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Yandere Percy Jackson x Mom!reader (platonic obv)
-£ hope you don’t mind this being short! I have a lot of Fics to work on but I needed to make you something!
-£ warnings: Yandere behavior, being protective, and violent behavior.
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Percy only likes your attention to be solely on him and no one else. Of for some reasons you are interacting with another kid he gets angry and starts to throw a fit to get you to pay attention. And you’d offend get calls from the school about Percy “pushing” or “biting” another child.
He’s a very needy child. Needing to be held by you, needs to play toys with you, even sometimes plays the hero to save you.
When you enrolled him in school you didn’t know how he would react. He would cause trouble to get sent home, do anything he could even finding a way to sneak out of the school. He was a trouble making.
It took some convincing to actually get him to stay in school
When he is slightly older he doesn’t acted out as much. He is hiding his actions away from you.
But expect percy to glare at any man he sees talking to you or even sending a glance your way.
Helping you with the groceries and refusing to let you carry a lot.
“Mama” he peeks his head into the kitchen, “I need help with this question.” and you of course help him. even tho he understood the small question.
Lets say what happened to Sally happened to you instead? He would actually go crazy. Killing the minotaur? The monster should be glad it died before he could stab it over and over again.
“Father if you are hearing this,” he spoke as he placed the blue jellybean into the fire while closing his eyes, “You failed to save the one person who I cared about. If you need my help, consider me out. I could careless about your war, or you.”
He didn’t want to be in camp at all, until he found out that you were alive.
Of course he jumped on that quest to safe you and didn’t even care if he got the lightning bolt. You could still be alive and that’s all he needed to hear.
He would tear Olympus down brick by brick and have the gods begging for mercy if he need to.
(If you catch my slight quote from the second book hats off to you)
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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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Percy Jackson x Apollo's child reader. (Write while imagining platonic)
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—£ Request: Can I please request a Percy Jackson xApollo's child reader imagine? Request:Percy gets injured and knocked out while training. Reader is with him, of course. Let's just say that reader is fairly strong and carries Percy to the infirmary where she patches him up?And can she stay with him the whole time he recovers? And maybe he can wake up from a nightmare and the reader is the only one who can comfort him 🥺🥺🥺?
—£ Warnings: Not much, Head trauma, Nighmares. Short.
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You saw Percy around camp alot, he always looked confused. You understood what he felt. You spared him a few kind glances and smiles a few times.
At least he knew not everyone was out to get him. He liked that.
So when he was training with Luke he was being pushed to achieve his potential. One thing lead to another and he trip, landing a nasty blow on his head.
You were there and saw this happen, and being one of the medics you quickly rushed to him.
“Let me do it, I’ll get him there.” They handed him off to you because of how talented you were. You were known for many things like the rest of your siblings, and being strong was one of them.
You took care of him quickly. The young boy looked so peaceful when he was knocked out. Not confused, Not worried or stressed. He was just a boy.
Giving him medicine on the cut that healed quickly, tending to any scratches he has. You also feed him and made him drink.
Maybe you shouldn’t have stayed all night but the thought of him waking up alone makes you feel sad. His cabin was empty.
His brows frown and his body twitches slightly, and chest falling rapidly. He looked panicked as he groaned. His peaceful sleep turned into a nightmare, they were familiar to you.
“Shh-” you pulled out a oil you made and rubbed it under his nose and taking his hand quickly. “You’re safe, warm and dry.” You whispered to him.
Your touch and words of affection seemed to calm him down a bit as his face loosened up and slowly stopped moving.
Slowly his eyes open and try to focus. His attention only on you as you clear up in his vision. “Hello.” He whispers, having no clue what was happening.
Smiling you take your hand away from his. “How is your head feeling?” You asked as he cleared his throat. He mentioned it was better as he reached for the cup of water beside him.
“Percy- I know it’s not my place, but I want you too know that we all get them. I had them every night when I first came, and they still come back. But the luckily thing is that it gets easier.”
He just sank into his bed not saying anything but looking at you and you couldn’t quite tell his emotions. He was always sarcastic and never really showed anything.
“Are you wearing lavender?” Of course he changed the subject but it made you laugh a bit. “A ken smell,” you hand him the small bottle.
“Keep it, makes the nightmares easier.”
He was happy for a moment. Soft and appreciative.
“Thanks, now can I go back to sleep? Without being watched?” Nods your head and stand up. “Call if you need anything.”
He watches you walk out of the cabin with a warmth in his chest. A new friend. There was something about you the just made him feel safe and comfort.
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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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Following The Tune
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Percy Jackson x UnknownGod! Half-blood reader. (The reader is the child of the “Unknown” god, other wise known as Caias)
—£ Again, I have not finish the books so I’m making up my own gods/plot and stuff. I just find it fun. Also, reader has a sword like Percy, the pen.
—£ This is just a plot i made up, I just have a oc story in like so I did it! Please don’t hate because it has nothing to do with anything really (Or maybe it does)
—£ Warnings: Slight!Oc!Reader, slight angst, new lore to follow, all over the place, comfort.
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The moment you laid your eyes on Percy Jackson- you knew he was different. Everything about him sang a different song the rest here. It was a familiar tone. When you learnt of what he had to face to get here made you guilty, knowing while you were dry and safe he had to face that same doom you faced.
“Maybe, just maybe…” you whispered while he slept. He look almost peaceful but the crinkle in his brows said another thing. Taking a step forward you close your eyes and tried to listen for something. Your senses elevate as you tried to sniff him out. Every was calling out but you couldn’t hold it for too long.
A creek in the floor boards threw you off and took you out of your powers, turning around there stood annabeth with a raised brow and her arms crossed. “I told you not to be in here.” You sighed and picked up your bag. Walking passed her and out of the door but she caught your wrist in her hands. “What did you feel?”
Snatching your arm away from her, a annoyed huff left your lips. “Nothing, not like you ever listen anyway.” You made it out the door before she could say anything to stop you. Now, you didn’t hate annabeth. It was just, no one ever liked to listen to you. She always thought she knew everything and when someone needed something from you- They tried to suck up to you.
But in the years you could call her somewhat of a friend, like everyone else. But there was no trust.
Which is way you made it out of the camp in the same way you always have, with no one noticing. You were the only half-blood in your cabin, no one to stick with at times. So being alone made it easy to slip away from time to time but it was always dangerous to go out. But you always had luck on your side.
Taking a step through the barrier you smiled feeling the human feeling of the air. Making your way to the road you followed, stopped a few times to figure your way to things. Took a few buses with the money you hoarded. 
Smirking when you stepped out on the pavement at your destination. It stunk. The streets sang with chatting of all the mortals, and the smell of greasy food. “Home.” Is what it reminded you of but there was a stench you didn’t like but continued to go about your way into the apartment building.
The empty cabin was looked over by Chiron and Grover, Luke standing by with his arm crossed. “How can they keep getting out like that? I don’t understand.” Grover pondered his thoughts out loud. “Get it from their farther.” Luke commented and shrugged, he smirked again at the thought of you.
“They’ll be safe, hopefully. Does anyone know why they lift this time?” Chiron looked at the boys as the taller one just shrugged again almost uninterested. Grocer shifted nervously and he looked down trying to not say anything but he gave up when the attention was on him.
“They visited Percy before they left. I don’t know why, maybe that has something to do with it?” The older man sighed and closed his eyes, the stress lines already showing. He nodded and walked out without a word while the boys looked at each other. It was a worried look but all they could do was await your return.
It was stupid. He was stupid. He smelled. The apartment smelled of beer that burned your noses and gave you a headache. All he did was sit on the couch and scream at the computer in his lap as you stared at him behind the wall. He was to busy to hear the door open. But you were thankful as his attention was so focused on the screen that he didn’t notice you. All you had to do was focus.
Closing your eyes you calm yourself and let your senses take over and watch for you. Slowly you got ahold of his mind which was dirty to look at, that it made you feel filthy. Making him tired you heard him yawn and feel his body start to give up. Opening your eyes you watch him drift off while he was confused as to why he felt so tired.
Once he was out cold you walked around the apartment with one idea in mind. To find a photo. Sally Jackson and her younger son, Percy Jackson. They weren’t hard to find and you found a wall of them on in the hallway. So many pictures of the family. He was so little and smiling with no clue of the hard world he knew now, his mother still by his side. But all of them had Gabe in them while little Percy glares daggers at him.
Moving on you looked on the tables for just a single photo to take back to him, one small memory to have with him. Then one image become clear.
“Don’t go to far,” her voice sounded lovely. The sun beaming down on the two of them, the sound of waves soothed the soul. “I wouldn’t mom.” It was Percy, you could seem them clearly. The day was beautiful. She smiled at her son as she watches him run off towards the waves, she knew. Watching him play in the water gave a high pitched sound in your ears.
This memory was different. You didn’t search for it. It was a forbidden memory.
The scene became dark and windy. No one seemed to notice and continued to play and smiled like they were. The waves clashed harder on the shore as the wind whistled through the ears. In the both places you covered your ears and tried to pull yourself out of it but nothing was working. Thunder clashed down from the clouds near the sand you walked one, making you jump each time.
“You wish to know? Weak, so very weak. I only show the truth little one,” the darken voice made you tense and watch black smoke come closer as it swallowed everything up. “Just like your father, always looking for trouble. But unlike him, you aren’t as well hidden.” Sometime touched your face, making you scream out in pain as it stung your cheek.
“Let this be known.”
You were pulled out, crushing over for your breath. Placing a hand up on your cheek you felt the pain and wet feeling, pulling it back you saw the red stain. “Blood.” Panicked you looked at the picture that gave you the vision and grabbed ahold of it. It was a core memory, one not to be messed with. Grabbing ahold of it you threw it in your bag quickly.
You frozen when you smelled that dreadful smell again, the sound of something heavy making the flooring creek. Turning around slightly your eyes went wide and took a step back trying to keep yourself from screaming. The large black figure with claws bigger then your face as it’s body took up all the hallway it squeezed itself into. It was your blood. It smelled you.
The green scales on it’s legs you could see made you feel sick, the empty face made you go white. Sprinting to the open window where the fire escaped was it knew what you were going to do and followed you, reaching out for you. Jumping over the railing and down the steps you cried out in fear as it crawled down the building. The screeching alone made you go crazy.
It was one of the faceless. Something your father had made, something that should have been on your side. But your father lost his war to hades and everything had been taken from him. He went into hiding, ignoring the prayers to him and turned his back on mortals. Until he had you. One last chance to be forgiven and have something to his name.
But he was coward, he lost his war and mind. There was nothing in him that you wanted to call your father, for his creations killed your mother. Maybe that’s why you wanted Percy to have the one thing you did not. Something to look at and never forget her face, her smile, the warmth.
“No, No. Nope.” You jumped down and the other way into the alleyway to get out of sight from people. From your pocket a pen, the cape flipped off and the shining blade lit up the shade. The figure come into the alley and looked at you, moving so slowly towards you. It wasn’t a smart choice but your parent wasn’t known for his smarts. But fleeing was.
Just one step…
Blackness started to take over your vision and you limped over the camp line, holding your stomach as something warm and sticky leaked all over your shirt. You used all your might to get to the camp alive, once you did your body gave out. Muffed voices called out to you but you couldn’t see clearly as blurry outlines leaned over you. When you were picked up the last thing you could remember was someone calling’s your name but you didn’t know who.
Percy watch in confusion as someone was rushed away, no one was saying anything. They were blood red, huge cuts across their shirt and skin. As he stared at them he could remember something he saw in a dream. That face…was watching him for a moment while he slept.
Something blinding hit his eyes and made him turn away. He blinked a few times and stepped back to see what it was. A brown frame facedown in the grass, it looked broken and bloody. He bends down and picked up the backpack, then the picture frame.
“Don’t go too far Percy.”
He saw his mom standing in a sunhat while her hair blew over her face, her arm wrapped around his smaller body. The cartoon shark trunks made him cringe, he used to never go swimming without them. This was a picture of him and his mom….What was it doing here? And why was it with someone he didn’t know.
The frame was broken, the glass shattered but he managed to pull the picture out and stand up when Grover called for him. He threw the bag over his shoulders and followed to the room were they had brought the camper he didn’t know. Percy refused to leave, he needed to talk to them. Everything was so confusing and maybe he could get some answers.
He stood at the corner of your room while watching over you, almost protectively. Percy clings onto the photo of his mom, while staying with you. Even started to eat lunch in your room and desperately waited for you to wake. You mumbled in your sleep while panicked and sweating up a storm. The meds they have you took longer to work and the cut on your cheek seemed to stay black while healing, a permanent scar.
“Percy…” the soft voice caught him off guard. Looking at you he noticed you still out like a light. You repeated the words his mother said just as sweet and caring.
Twitching in the bed, you started to groan louder and try to speak but nothing back out of your mouth. Seeing such destress made him scared, it was unlike anything he has seen before. “Y/n.” He walked close to the bed. He learned your name from the others.
“Wake up,” he shook you slightly in hopes to make you somehow wake up. Your body felt hot, too hot. “You’re freaking me out.” Maybe if I hit them with a pillow it will work, he thought to himself. A few seconds of pushing your shoulders and calling your name, he finally saw your eyes open for the first time.
Shifting your eyes in the light and away from the blurry vision you were spooked when something grabbed ahold of you. Jumping back you shoved his hands away, going as far back as possible. The last thing you remember was the faceless creature.
But you didn’t see the creature, but a boy with his hands held out in front of himself. The look on his face matching the slight fear and confusion you felt. “Percy?” You whispered and tilted your head to the side. He nodded and slowly lowered his arms while looking over you for any sign not to trust you. “You shouldn’t be here.”
“I get that a lot.” He half joked full of sarcasms.
“No, no. You need to leave.” Your hands grip the side of the bed. It clicked in his brain that you didn’t move from your curled up place on the bed, your body still tense and shaking. You were scared of him.
“I’m not going to hurt you- Really, I just want answers.” He inched back to make you more comfortable. You watch him point to the corner, “You had a picture of me and my mom, why?” You look at the photo on the table and then back to him. You kept quiet and looked at the door trying to get him to leave but he didn’t budge.
His nose let out of huff, “Look, I’m not mad- Kinda weirded out but, I just want need some type of answer. No one around me tells me anything. Just give me something.” That’s when you saw him, truly saw him.
You looked at your younger self, standing before you with teary eyes while holding themselves close. No one wanted anything to do with you. It was easy to be forgotten and bullied. A nobody begging for a chance to prove themselves. Percy Jackson was just searching for a place in this world like you.
“I saw you the night before you came. I saw your mother, I saw everything happening but I had no clue.” Pulling your legs up and crossing them while covering yourself with your arms. “You deserve a photo of her, something I never had. Sometimes i follow the tone that’s showed to me,” Percy sat down on the bed listening to your story with all his attention and you could see his guilt, sadness and confusion.
“I heard the tone when I lost my mom, when I was claimed,” you look at the bed next to you, “And when i saw you enter the camp.”
“What does that mean?” Your shoulders go up and down as you hum without a true answer. “That you’re important.” His own shoulders drop down as he looked down at the floor in defeat. He got answers with the price of more questions
It was silent in the room. It was slightly uncomfortable but you could handle it. Then he spoke up, “Thank you by the way, it’s nice to see her.” You meet his eyes once’s again.
“You’re welcome, Percy.” Both your lips curled into a small smile. Maybe new friends were to be made this year.
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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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We’re just getting started
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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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Give me Percy Jackson requests! IDK WHAT THEY ARE! I NEED THEM PLEASE.
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(Also write yandere)
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lady-ashfade · 4 months
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Percy Jackson fics poll
-Most of these will be in book/Tv series, and keep in mind i’m not done with the first book but I’m getting there.
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Rules for requesting
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Welcoming to my rules page where you can find out all about what I write and what not to request. I mean these rules, please keep that in mind. I will not do any requests that go against them.
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—£ please try not to requests things I don’t know. Like a reader having a power from something I don’t know. But if you give me some information about it I can write it, but I will not being doing a deep drive. Because theses requests making me do more work then I like. (I’m begging you)
—£ Most requests will be short because of how I write but it does matter what mood I am in.
—£ I will also not do every request I get so please don’t feel bad if I don’t do yours. Nothing personal I just vibe with the plots sometimes but I try my best.
—£ I do x readers only. If the fic does not involve the reader in some way I will not be doing it.
—£ I will be doing romantic only for female for these two fandoms: Bridgerton, Wednesday. Platonic Fics are allowed for any reader.
—£ But for any other fandoms I will do any readers.
—£ Speaking of readers I will be doing Male/Female/Gn readers. Or, chubby or body types are welcome here! If you wish for a chubby reader of anything else you got it.
—£ i wouldn’t say the reader’s skin tone or hair color when they aren’t a child of someone, any ask I will have to decline.
—£ This is important: Please go into detail with requests. “The plot is up to you.” Does not help me at all. I like if you point me into a direction with the fic. So please do that, it helps me make your fic. But you do not need to give me everything if you want to be surprised, just some guidance.
—£ With Prompts I allow three prompts per ask. I may not do all but I will try. Prompts here for reference.
—£ Fight/Action scenes I am not good at so please keep that in mind as well. Not my thing.
—£ A request may take a while to come out so be patient for it, I do it that is.
—£ Things I will not write: Smut, Rape, Abuse, Full Angst.
—£ Angst is allowed but it will end up with a happy ending. (This applies to requests only)
—£ Platonic Reqs are allowed.
—£ Character vs Character is allowed.
—£ Yanderes are Soft-medium depending on the fic. I will not have them hurt the reader fully.
—£ You may send me a message to ask questions if you need.
—£ The reader will be female if you don’t tell me otherwise.
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—£ As stated before I will only be writing romantically for female readers. Sorry but this is the way it is.
—£ Platonic relationship are welcome for anyone, males or anyone else.
—£ Females are allowed to marry high status Females.
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—£ Seasons 1-6 is what I will be taking requests for.
—£ For carl he will be aged up (Like his actor) if romance, kinda making my own universe.
—£ Yandere content is best.
—£ Mostly writing for platonic stories, except for Carl.
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—£ The only thing I am going to go as for romance is what they would be like too crushes. I will not go far into it but if you’d like rom quests it going to short and sweet.
—£ I’ll go do regular romantic fics when I get further in the books.
—£ So saying this, most I will be doing is platonic things. So keep that in mind! Please
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—£ only oc x reader.
—£ This is for requests that want something that aren’t apart of any fandom.
—£ Concept that like “Yandere!Best friend,” “Yandere taxi driver” “Yandere family” or anything! Most of them will be oc like and I will probably give them names but I will try and keep it to your imagination.
—£ Nothing to hardcore, like keep that in mind. But I’m almost open for anything.
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lady-ashfade · 3 months
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Teddy Bear
Day three of celebration marathon
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Yandere! Platonic!Luke Castellan Vs Yandere!Brother!Percy Jackson x fem!reader
-£ ask: yandere Luke with Percy's twin sister who has always been protected and shielded by Percy with her naive innocence and when he saw her Luke was obsessed but gets furious how it's hard to get to her
-£ words: 800
-£ warnings: yandere behavior, short fic, reader being innocent and naive.
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It was hard to believe how hard it was to get near you without your brother pulling you away or turning your attention on something else. At first when you both were placed in Hermes cabin you stayed by your brother and listened to his every word as you usually do. He was your protector ever since he was born. Even at young age he was sticking up for you.
You had just lost your mom and now thrown into a world you knew nothing about and the only thing you knew was him. So of course you did as he said, he never was wrong before. When anyone tried to talk to you, he pushed them away and gave you something from his pocket to get your attention on like a dog.
Luke saw you and he was obsessed at how innocent you seemed to be. How did you survive this far without any instincts of your own? He could do so much better then Percy at being your big brother. He could actually protect you and give you anything you ever asked for.
All he had to do was get close to you.
But that was harder then it looked. While he tried got close to you two, your brother didn’t let him close to you. So Luke had a to work around it. He took note of how Percy talked, acting towards you to draw you in.
“I found this,” luke looked at Percy with a rock in his hand, “thought y/n would like it.” percy glared at the taller boy. why was he even talking about you? But before percy would shut him down you squealed and jumped up, taking the rock from him. You looked so happy that the two boys didn’t care about anything else.
“Oh, thank you!” then you did something that caused both of them to freeze. you wrapped your arms around luke and squeezed him tightly while giggling. “I’m going to put it with the others.” You shout and run off towards your shared cabin.
percy looked at luke as he stayed there with his body tensed. “What was that?” even now, percy was trying to keep you to himself. but if he played his cards right…
“You’re a good brother percy. You give her things all the time, I thought I’d do the same.” He then threw his arm around the smaller boy and started to walk. “Now, I think we should start with swords today.” and like that he pretended to forget about the whole thing like it meant nothing.
but to Luke it was everything. the way you hugged him felt like the world was lifted off his shoulders. he made you smile. he made you happy. that was just a sign that he was made to be your family.
day and night luke was looking for new ways to get close to you even with percy holding you so close. he’d spend every moment with percy knowing you were right there. he tried to help you with your armor straps but percy did it before he could, making Luke annoyed. How is it that every chance he had percy was so quick? honestly percy was selfish for keeping you all to himself.
it only got worse when the both of you were claimed and you had to leave hermes cabin. you packed your things with a smile on your face looking as sweet as you always did. it was petty really, but luke couldn’t stop himself now. he walked up with a small teddy bear in his arms while Percy was looking away for a second.
“You know, I’ll be missing you both.” That was lie he didn’t even care if Percy was leaving now. You looked at him, “keep this to remember me?” His sweet smile as he handed you the teddy was making you feel warm. you loved the fluffy animal he gave you.
Before you go hug him Percy was at your side holding you by the shirt, “thanks Luke, but we should get moving.”
percy stared at him without backing down, he knew what was happening. luke wasn’t as good as he thought he was. they were having a staring contest showing they both knew. percy wasn’t going to give up his sister so easily and would never dare to have someone get close to her. but, luke was prepared to fight that battle.
Night came as crickets chirped, the threes rusted softly, and two souls out of bed while the same idea in mind. just outside cabin three there was the sound of muffled voices. on the ground was the teddy bear that was givin to the young daughter of posiden, ripped to pieces as the cotton inside fell onto the ground. percy stood with his blade in hand as a threat.
“Stay away from my sister.” Percy hated the way luke just smirked at him not taking him seriously. He was just a small barking dog in his way. “She’s not yours.”
Luke clicked his tongue and chucked at the statement from the younger boy.
“Give it time, she’ll be mine soon enough.”
-£ Taglist: @maria699669 @repostingmyfavs @itzmeme @ravenmedows
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lady-ashfade · 3 months
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Percy’s mom
Day 7 of celebration marathon: imagine
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Percy Jackson x best friend reader.
-£ We all know sally is that mom. and I love to imagine people nagging him about how hot she is.
—£ short one today sorry!
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you loved percy since you met him, the two of you just clicked into place. you had little family— or people that you considered true family. he was your best friend, the other half of your chaos but it was nothing more then platonic. he was one of the people you’d do anything for.
and well, percy felt that same way. he held you on such a high regard, being lost in a new world with only one friend was hard until you came along. you made him feel like a kid again with your childish behavior and sarcastic attitude. there was nothing he wouldn’t do for his best friend.
until now when he wanted to lock you out of the apartment.
“Stop doing that!” He flicked your head with a whisper, it being a little too loud because of his annoyance. you had been smirking ever since you first met his mom, making comments only he could pick up.
“Doing what?” you ask while looking at him innocently. he only glared at you and hit your shoulder with his fist.
“Looking at my mom that way! She’s like- so much older then you.” he hated the way you smirked at the end of his words.
“Look, Percy,” you threw your hand on his shoulder and leaned against him like you usually do with a mischievous look in your eyes. “Your mom’s hot! I can’t help it!”
he pushed you on the couch and took a small pillow and started to wack you with it. you laugh and try to sheld yourself, he wasn’t gentle.
“I’ll tell your mother.” You mangled to slip out threw your hands and in a second he stopped. he groaned and slumped on the couch next to you.
“Whatever,” you watch him take the remote in his hands and turn on the tv as cartoons pop up on the screen. in a matter of seconds you both were laughing at the cartoon as your legs lay across him, kicking him a few times.
yeah, you’ll be coming here every summer.
taglist: @itzmeme @ravenmedows @maria699669 @purplerose291
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