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tricks-n-illusions · 7 months

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It seems like theres a visitor lurking in the distance. Maybe your words have brought upon an audience?

Silas showed no surprise when the tiny lurker replied to him, if anything he looked annoyed at someone bringing attention to it.

He instantly broke into a fit of laughter at the tiny spirit's words whatever she said must have been pretty ridiculous to warrant that reaction from the Zoroark. Hilarious even.

Silas's impression of the plush Zorua was horrible and monotone, even his questions sounded like mere statements. But, It seemed like something he'd heard hundreds of times and had grown acquainted with. In other words, it was accurate. "Look. Lune's voice may be flat and emotionless, but I can tell under that stupid fuckin' plush face he was looking at me like I was insane. Which, I'M NOT BY THE WAY." Silas huffed in annoyance, shooing the tiny spirit away. "I'm perfectly mentally well as you can obviously see." He grandly gestured to himself before giving a grin and waving her off. "You're not real, I don't know why I'm even talking to you again." He seemed quite offended at the implication of her existence. "And. Even if, let's say, you were. Purely hypothetical here. I know what the fuck you actually are and you are NOT her. So stop following me, I told you this the day you showed up. I don't want anything to do with you, and I will never want anything to do with you. So, fuck off." [ . . . ] The tiny spirit looked very unamused, she gave him an irritated look before angrily swatting her tail at him. It did absolutely nothing but pass through Silas. She was more than used to his stupidity at this point, she gave a small statement before she turned to you.

She was aware you had no idea what she was saying and even seemed understanding of this. But for some reason, her point was made clear in your mind.

#tni: chrono #tni: silas rune #tni: calamity #“Perfectly mentally well” Silas shut the hell up look at you you are riddled with depression and anxiety #arnt you the same man who literally lost his shit and had a panic attack (plus was crying) *checks* 3-4 story posts ago?? Or did you forget #also so sorry for barfing out content here like crazy 🥹💖 yall got me motivated I'm glad everyone's enjoying my silly blog #many apologies if not knowing what she says is a bit frustrating this is temporary and for story reasons #shes like polaris and is speaking in a “god and familiar exclusive language” but is giving you a chance to fix that #Chapter 1: The Introduction

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zillyeh · 4 months

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something so special about splitting human voss into twins is that when he has his Head Incident i get to ruin two peoples lives

#Zilly rambles #you cant even begin to comprehend the anxiety riddled 37 year old man at the center of my mind palace #AND m*djug gets his nose broken so severely he needs surgery about it

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orbdotexe · 1 year

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i highly doubt anyone will get this, but I've found myself listening to Jimmy vs Grian stuff because it's funny and realized:

Chaos Wolf is to the Crew as Grian is to Solidarity

#Comedy Show Crew #Pure Chaos Wolf #this man invades Jim's streams with just. psychological warfare #pre-recorded messages knowing what Jim would say. general taunting and putting the fear of god into him.#some gaslighting here and there (the You don't pre-peel your grapes?... thing)#Evokeks (the captain) would probably be Jimmy in this situation #i am so sorry Evo. you didn't deserve this #but i love anxiety-riddled aliens in charge and being given heart-attacks but it's crew. So I had to do it to 'em #honestly just love the sheer calmness with which G explains his absolutely INSANE reasons for being late to streams.#I can't deny that my cat and Grian may or may not have been inspiration for Wolf being a troll

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eldesperadont · 8 months

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would love to meet mutuals at All In but planning to meet up with my rl besties is already always a hectic mess so im not sure i can do that with people id meet for the first time, on top of everything else I'll have to struggle with at wembley,,

#riddled with anxiety and autism - getting me to london and into the stadium will have the emotional equivalent of getting man into space #as in both is really fucking hard and needs a lot of precise care #going to all in will be literally the biggest out of my comfort zone thing ive ever done so far #percht.txt

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genderfreakxx · 9 months

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Anyway a really fucken handsome dude bought me a beer at a concert today so I’m gonna be riding that high for the rest of the year

#I will also be riding the regret of not getting his number god DAMMIT #for some reason in my anxiety riddled mind I thought I’d see him again #MAN #what a doof #he was so sweet and cool and he had an MCR tattoo cuz he saw them at their fucken warped tour what the FUCK #blithering on #oh and also at my work earlier a girl KEPT asking me out but it was the opposite of a good time I was like fucken girl STOP #and then as I was walking home the worlds tiniest white man in basketball shorts passed me on my way out of a gas station and said #‘how ya doin beautiful’#it was 1am #anyway. big day for my ego.#dude at concert has me on cloud nine tho I really seriously feel bad for just like. leaving.#his name was Casey #the person he was with also seemed incredibly cool but I don’t know if I got her name which I also feel bad about ;-;

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churchyardgrim · 10 months

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man every time i learn about some hilariously blatant household safety issue present in the 70s-90s, i have the thought “ohhh so that’s why my dad was so weird about that”

#the man's riddled with constant anxiety and thinks thats normal #he had a 20 year long household safety hyperfixation and no one told him

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trollbreak · 6 months

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Sometimes u make old men polycule for the sole purpose of thinking about them soft

#the culinary polycule <3 #they’re all holds each other so soft #sometimes a family is. werewolf who’s so heartbroken about it. xyr emotional support husband. ex- general in training (dipped shortly before #the position was official). clown involved in info network. and they run a bakery and are so niceys #balist and momo are also there by virtue of. they’re close friends of the polycule and are around all the time but not dating anyone #and. anyone that any of these folks have basically adopted lol #man comma space. I’m on about how arch curls around coyote rn. presses xyr face into his hair. how Coyote is practiced in keeping still whil #he makes a face so he can bare his teeth at someone without arch needing to know. that’s his beloved six foot tall anxiety riddled spouse #culinary polycule #cullinary polycule #bakery polycule #idr what their tag was when I was using it

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rathouseart · 1 year

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He's my babygirl, my pathetic meow meow, my life, my everything. He's so so silly I'm going to crawl up him, limb by limb and chew on his face. I love him.

I am so normal about him (chewing on him)

#könig cod #könig #könig is my babygirl #climbing him brb #mountain man #feral and insane #foaming at the mouth #rabid #i have rabies #babygirlifying cod men #cod mwii #cod #codmw2022 #babygirlification of ghost #babygirlification of könig #this man is riddled with anxiety #i want to hold his face #chewing on him

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mistergoddess · 3 days

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hmm yeah in 2 weeks exactly from this moment i will be on a plane overseas for the first time ever in my life and i have put exactly zero thought into any of that like what i'm packing how i'm packing when i'm packing what i'm packing in how i'm getting to the airport what my next move is on a whole ass other continent after getting off the plane or even just. idk. general mental preparation. lmao.

i mean it's the uk and i am not solo traveling beyond the flight there so it's not that serious but fuck i have been head empty i can't even sort out getting a phone plan which i have exactly five days to do lmfaooo let alone all that. eugh. whatever. fuck it we ball mentality.

#shitpost.txt #i mean genuinely whatever im a pretty responsible lad and ill be in good hands #and ive done way wilder shit on much less #but im also an anxiety riddled beast who has bad experiences with said way wilder shit #silly ass situations i like to find myself in n my brain is fully developed now but eheheuhuheh #i do not enjoy the feeling of fuck it we ball big ass moves pertaining to such whacky goofball mode situations #i don't enjoy finding myself in a Situation in general but euhh ill be ok itll be good and fun and cool #and i will look back and be like man that was a silly situation huh glad i did it and it all worked out #but mmmmmmm :| hmmmmmmmmm #i sure do get myself into undeniable verified situations and not saying it's a bad thing #but I don't love a situation and I don't love my tendency to be like yeah that's fine i'm up for that @ a situation #unfortunately situations are good for u as a person and doing things outside ur comfort zone leads to good things too #and it's important to do stuff but AAAAAああああああああああああ #i agree to situations and then once im in them i have a hard time navigating them very well #and my life has a tendency for things to go a bit UH OHH just based on all previous examples #so it is hard to tell myself i'll do ok with it all

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syrenart · 6 months

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Sometimes there are ships that I think about and I'm like "wow that has never crossed my mind before but it could work actually"

Mainly homestuck ships but obviously I've been in other Fandoms AND IT DOES STILL HAPPEN. Sometimes people thought of the ship also and made super awesome fanart for me to enjoy and discuss how I also like this ship.

Other times they are ships no one has thought of ever and there is nothing but a void to fill my craving for content...

I love being an artist.

#homestuck #homestuck talk #syren talks #aiden talks #not an art #i think of ships like SolNep every once in a while #i think nepeta would be such a hype man while sollux games #best lap cat/arm rest #would leave him little dead animals which is weird and i think hed hate it at first but maybe become endeared by it later #also would provide anxiety relief because you know sollux is riddled with that shit #nepeta also makes bomb ass snuggle nests and sollux likes dwelling on the floor all the time #nep drawing little pictures of them together doing their little activities and showing him and he hangs them on the fridge #the ship it makes me so happy your honor

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kevinwastaken · 1 year

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wow!!!! the mental illness is really flaring up huh

#so i signed up to be in this oc thing right? all is fine and well #WRONG #EVER SINCE IT STARTED (AND IT HAS BARELY STARTED) I HAVE BEEN FEELING SO SICK #LIKE IM RIDDLED WITH ANXIETY ITS AWFUL #I CANT EAT. I CANT SLEEP. I FEEL LIKE IM GONNA VOMIT CONSTANTLY #SOMEONE IS GOING TO RECOGNIZE ME. I KNOW THEY WILL #SOMEONES GONNA KNOW WHO I AM AND IM GONNA GET LAUGHED AT ALL OVER AGAIN AND ITS NOT GONNA BE GOOD #‘what is the funny m//rmon man doing in our oc thing’ ITS HUST ME. I WANTED TO BE IN IT #THE STRESS IS KILLING ME #BUT I CANT DROP OUT I WOULD FEEL SO AWFUL FOR DOING THAT TO OP BC THEYRE SO NICE #I CAN BARELY BREATHE THINKING ABT HOW WRONG THIS CAN GO #I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO #ITS SCARING ME SO BAD #I SHOULDNT HAVE SIGNED UP I SHOULDNT HAVE SIGNED UP THIS WAS SUCH AN AWFUL DECISION #kevins happy hour

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youryanderedaddy · 4 months

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Summary: You're a princess locked in a tower and guarded by a big, scary dragon. But is he as scary as it seems? tw: female reader, deceit, manipulation, murder (not reader), stockholm syndrome(?) My ko - fi <3

As the youngest princess, you'd always known you would end up like this. In some far off land with little to your name other than some jewels, stuck in a tower just like your mother had been before she got married to a foreign lord, and finally allowed to re-join society. It was such a cliche it was funny at first, but now you just felt like screaming at the top of your lungs from boredom.

At first you didn't feel the unknown presence. The tall man was lurking in the shadows, as if part of the ancient building. You could smell the herbs in the air around him - the minthy fragrance trailing long after he had retired to his chambers. Then little by little you started to recognise him - in certain shades of sunlight, in the back of mirrors, in the tiny lizards crawling at the corners of the stone walls. But nothing could prepare you for that first morning when you saw him - really saw him.

You had woken up early, startled by noise reminiscent of that a bird makes during flight - but multiplied tenfold. You had looked through the window with a weak, fluttering heart. And then you saw his true form - massive yellow wings covered in what looked like pure gold burning brightly in the sky. Long, hard body made of sun - kissed flakes; so sharp they could be used as arrows. And a thin, curled tail drawing circles around your tower.

One of his empty moonlit eyes turned towards you, and it was all over. He immediately dissapeared into thin air, the only evidence of his existence being miles of thick gray smoke. But you weren't going to let the only living creature around run away so easily.

"I saw you!" You screamed long before you could even begin thinking of proper etiquette. Ladylike behavior be damned, you were dying of loneliness in this stupid tower. "Please..." You begged, voice hoarse and desperate from weeks of forced silence. "Come here." You continued ruefully, playing with your hair, chest riddled with anxiety - after all you hadn't spoken to a human being in so long.

You heard a long, almost pained sigh, which made you turn around. You were greeted by a tall brooding figure. It wore the face of a man, but its long golden hair and broad, muscular shoulders pointed to something a lot less human and a lot more devine. He must have been twice your size - trully intimating in all his shining glory. Even in his human form his skin seemed to glow just like his sharp almond - shaped black orbs, constricted in his yellow pupils.

"I'm always here, Your Highness." You remember his exact words simply because you were taken aback by how soft his voice was - just like fine silk. It wasn't the voice of a dragon, but the voice of an angel. "You just never see me." He added with what you then assumed was a hint of playfulness, but now recognised as annoyance. With that he leaned against the wall, crossing his hands together.

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Many months passed since that fateful day. You slowly got to know your new companion - or perhaps, guardian. You learnt that many called him Cain after the fallen son* - once a strong soldier of the Lohemian Kingdom, his injuries had made it impossible to keep fighting. That's how your father found him - abandoned by his brothers, lying in a mudded puddle of his own blood. The rest was history.

He didn't speak very much - but he never left your questions unanswered.

"Cain..." You'd call out with practised uncertainty. Even so far removed from your peers, you still couldn't escape the twisted societal ideals of propriety. You could never be too eager to speak to a man - even if he wasn't fully human. "Is that your real name?" You wondered, genuinely curious. You slowly looked away from the book you were holding and towards your friend, the book long forgotten. The dragon was sitting in the other corner of the room. Despite all the time you had spent together so far, he was still hesitant to come near you. There was a certain stiffness in his strong shoulders - as well as his jaw.

"Princess..." The man mumbled softly, your heart aching by the sheer tenderness of the term. Usually you'd pay it no mind as it was your right from birth, your title - but titles didn't matter here. There was no place for status or riches between those four intimate walls that always felt small despite the spacious squares. "Don't you know curiousity got the cat's tongue?" He responded with a crooked smile that didn't quite reach his eyes - even his smiles were serious and stoic.

"You have it all wrong." You huffed, standing up from your comfortable chair just to make a big, dramatic gesture with your hands. "It's curiosity killed the cat." You stated confidently, waving your finger at the dragon. He let out a soundless chuckle and averted his gaze away from you. He still couldn't get over the fact that you weren't afraid of him.

"Whatever my Princess says, goes." Cain teased, eyes narrowing further - now they looked like two pitch black slits. He tuck one disobedient lock of gold behind his pointy ear, making the glass beads of his earring jingle in tone. "Just don't say I didn't warn you." He whispered with slight condescension, toying with the dancing little crystals. "My name is Kaajin, if you must know. I doubt you can spell it. It's in Lohemian." He suddenly stared at you as if in a challenge. "Does this change anything? Anything at all."

You shook your head - of course no. There was little your protector could do to make your feelings change; not when you had been so terribly alone without him. Not when he looked at you as if you were precious - breakable, yet precious.

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The days went by slowly. There was nothing there to help pass the time - just your voice and his voice blending together in the echo of the tower. Again and again and again.

"Entertain me." You asked authoritatively, looking at your friend from down below while you were sitting on the ground. You were bored - so very bored. "I don't remember ever signing up to be your personal jester, my Princess." Cain, no, Kaajin replied succinctly, showing off two pointy fangs - and you couldn't help recalling the story of the Sleeping Beauty and the spindle that sent her into deep, eternal slubmer. You wondered how his teeth would feel against your finger - and your throat. Whether they'd tire you or save you with the kiss of true love.

"Please?" You asked sweetly, just the way he liked - just like you had done that cold winter day in December when you first met face to face. It seemed to work, because soon after that you could feel him move through the room with a tired step - ever so dramatic, closing in on you. "Sure." The dragon breathed in your ear, enjoying the way the flesh quickly reddened with emotion. He reached behind the sensitive shell and slowly waved his fingers just short of your nose. In his hand just milimeters from you was hanging a thin silver chain with a little red rose dangling down. "Here. Have fun." He let it slip past his slender fingers and you swiftly reached to catch it before it could break in thousand pieces.

"What am I supposed to do with it?" You asked, puzzled - still looking at the delicate bracelet and the way it seemed to come alive under direct sunlight. "I am not a child." You suddenly puffed, stuffing it into the pocket of your long skirts. Kaajin only clicked his tongue, gently tugging at your wrist until you took it out of your pocket. "Don't be so ungrateful." His strict yet plush voice took you out of your little outburst, and you finally looked up. His eyes were measuring you up, scanning for any hidden movement - any secret emotion. "I am a dragon, remember? We tend to be awfuly protective of our things."

Your eyes filled with curiosity once again. "You mean your jewels?" He nodded rhytmically, trying to keep his composure at the mention of his old, forgotten customs. "I've read some stories about dragon kings stealing piles of golden coins and locking them away for all eternity. "You chuckled to yourself. "Like they could ever use them." Even after all those years you still found the thought amusing. Humans spent their youth slaving away so they could waste the money gained once they were old and wise. Dragons, on the other hand, were satisfied with holding onto wealth and jewels and all those shiny human things - with little understanding of the subejctive value they held in the human world.

"Yes. It's true indeed. Dragons-" Your guard nodded yet again, now somewhat uneasy. "We take good care of our..." He averted his eyes far away from you. "treasures." He finished stiffly, gaze basically burning the ground. "So you shouldn't take my gift lightly. You should wear it with pride. And perhaps in time you'd find another use for it, too." The man explained, a slight blush spreading across his usually high, cold cheeks.

You smiled gingerly, kissing your fingers around the chain before pressing it to your chest - close to your heart.

"I shall cherish it forever, then." You exclaimed, feeling warm inside. You were uncertain as to why, but your stomach was spinning wildly, as if filled with bubbles. "But you still owe me some fun." You giggled, running to start the old phonograph in the corner of the room. It was your favourite thing in the whole world - which didn't mean a lot up here, but it was enough to make your legs move on their own.

As you danced to Vaarlen's famous spring waltz, the air seemed lighter and the cramped hall just slightly more grandiose. It was easier to breathe. You extended your hand towards your dragon, asking him to join.

"You know I don't dance, princess." He grunted, his mood souring. He never told you why he hated it so much, but the man was never too fond of music. Still, you decided to try again. "Oh, come on. Just this once." He didn't seem convinced. "Let me teach you as a thank you gift. I'm serious." You tapped your chest playfully. The man rolled his eyes, then gently took your hand in his. You almost broke into a giddy giggle - for the first time since your family locked you up in the rotten tower you felt happy.

And he always gave into you.

So you two danced, both lost to the music and your own racing thoughts. Kaajin kept his distance, but his hold was strong onto your wrist - unrelenting, like he never wanted to let go. Your body twisted and turned, perfectly synced to the chords, blind to the pass of time. You only realized it had become evening once your back hit the window - it was dark outside. Yet another day gone. Yet another day lost.

"Kaajin..." You could feel the tears burning at your wet lashes before you could stop yourself. You had promised yourself not to think about it anymore - not today, or ever for that matter, but it was impossible once you were faced with the Creator of All. The Master of everything, of everyone - time. How could you ever pretend otherwise?

"Do you think-" You bit the inside of your cheek, your hands fighting the guilt as you let go of his. "Do you think my father would ever let me go into the outside world?"

The guard gulped dry, taking a step back to give you space.

"I-" He took a deep breath, gaining the courage to look at you. "I don't know. The war is still going. Your kingdom has lost many brave men and women. Even the strongest soldiers are starting to capitulate." He couldn't bear to look at your pretty face all messed up by the pain and sorrow, but it was for the best.

"I understand." You muttered, turning your back to him - curling back into yourself. You felt his arms wrap around you, and you remained quiet - neither fighting it, nor embracing it. "Don't cry, my princess." The man whispered. "No matter what happens, I will always be by your side." He meant it. You knew it by now, and that only made it all the more tragic. "I swear on my life." You believed him, you had no reason not to - he was the only one you had left.

As for your father, he couldn't really give a proper order now, Kaajin thought. After all, dead men tell no tales.

#yandere #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere oneshot #yandere dragon #yancore #yandere male x reader #yandere x you #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #yandere smut

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targaryenluvs · 4 months

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Hey can i request a Luke Castellan x girlfriend reader that is the daughter of Hypnos so is obviously she is always sleeping or fall asleep in random places and everyone loved her despite that fact about her and the fact that they rarely saw her because she either sleeping or falling asleep.

sleeping beauty,, luke castellan

contains — fluff, attentive luke, kisses, short blurb

it’s not as if you meant to fall asleep so often, you obviously couldn’t help yourself. at first you’d worried of how people would react, what if they laughed? what if they endangered you when you did fall under? but soon enough your sweet self was seen as refreshing and welcomed. if a camper hadn’t already known about your parentage and condition then they’d soon realise.

one of your boyfriend luke’s favourite moments, were when a new camper would see you fall asleep for the first time. the amount of concern and anxiety riddled over the poor kids face as the poked at you. only a few times had you truly scared someone.

you’d been by the campfire with everyone else, sitting right by luke as you enjoyed your night. you hadn’t slept in like usual, for some reason. but you’d figured it would be better to indulge and savour your time awake, a whole day without nodding off!

“i’m proud of you for it.” luke whispered into your ear, simultaneously twirling both of your marshmallows over the fire. you smiled up at him, kissing his temple, “thank you! i have no clue why, but i’m not complaining.” luke smiled, “i like you when you’re awake and asleep. you always look so peaceful, like sleeping beauty.”

you audibly gasped at the comparison, “that’s so sweet! thank you! hey, how do you know sleeping beauty?” of course you’d gotten compliments before but luke’s seemed to take the breath out of your lungs, he always had the nicest things to say. “just because i’ve been here for a while, doesn’t mean i’m uncultured.” luke shrugged, looking back to the fire. he looked amazing, a warm glow about him from the fire, his eyebrows were knitted together in focus. non-burnt marshmallows were at the top priority as of now. and words weren’t exactly coming easily to you right now, so you opted for the best way to a man’s heart, his stomach of course. “i think i’m going to get more chocolates, specially for you, since i’m so amazing.”

you dusted yourself off, but not before being pulled back down by luke and his lips meeting yours. you smiled into the kiss, you could taste the precious chocolate. “you taste as good as you look.” luke placed his hand over his chest, “my girlfriends a cannibal, who knew?”

you’d waved to him as you ran into his cabin, your bag neatly placed on his bed. your feet were aching so you figured sitting and sorting through it would be better. but as you laid down on the bed, you were overwhelmed with lethargy. mixed in with the familiar scent of your own boyfriend, his bed seemed to be calling your name.

just a second, just a minute.

luke’s hand trailed over your nose, as if committing your face to memory, it tickled. “lu?” you squinted at the sunlight, even with the warmth, you felt as if something was missing. “sleep well beauty?” for a second you thought he was teasing you, but as he turned back to you with your morning juice and breakfast, you couldn’t help but smile.

how on earth did you get so lucky?

#luke castellan x fem!reader #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #pjo x reader #percy jackson x fem!reader #percy jackson fic #percy jackson imagine #percy jackon and the olympians

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