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I BET ON LOSING DOGS

ENVY — part ii of we'll write sins not tragedies

pairing: luke castellan x nemesis!reader (she/her pronouns) word count: 1.6k summary: luke is getting tired of keeping your relationship a secret, you get a new sparring partner, and silena beauregard wins a bet. warnings/disclaimers: jealous!luke, suggestive but no smut, biting + some blood bc of course author's note: i had to include some friend group shenanigans and silena x clarisse moments ♡ i'm imagining that this takes place during tlt/season 1 of pjo when the kids are on their quest, and the characters are slightly aged up to 20/21 years old....anyways, enjoy and feel free to reblog + comment :)

♪ "i bet on losing dogs" by mitski

"rumor has it that lee wants to ask her out."

silena tilts her head towards the other end of the ping pong table, where you sit next to lee fletcher, a pair of wired earbuds and an mp3 player shared between you as everyone waits for the senior counselor meeting to start.

luke clears his throat. “why would he want to do that?”

in theory, it shouldn’t bother luke: how you and lee nod along to music only the two of you can hear, how your shoulder presses against his ever so slightly, how he seems to lean into you even further.

you and lee had always been friendly, but since when did you become such close friends?

“hm. let’s see. she’s strong, gorgeous, the right amount of dangerous, and perfectly single.”

again, luke pretends that he doesn’t feel something ignite in the pit of his stomach.

as far as everyone is concerned, you and luke are friends, too.

the rush you both got from the whole secret relationship thing was fun, but, gods, sometimes luke wanted nothing more than to show everyone you were his and he was yours.

“sounds like you’re the one who wants to ask her out.”

silena rolls her eyes. “please. i’m a happily taken woman.” clarisse turns to them as if she knew she’s been referenced. silena blows her a kiss before adding: “can’t really say the same for y/n, can we? i think her and lee would make a cute couple.”

chiron finally enters the room before luke has a chance to respond. he sits through the whole meeting, jaw clenched, hands curled into fists.

throughout the day, luke reminds himself that he’s the one you’re with. and silena’s theory that you and lee would make a good couple?

ridiculous. laughable. unimaginable.

later, during swordfighting, you and lee practice together. any time luke is leading a session, you usually pair up with silena, but she seems to have twisted her ankle. not enough to warrant a trip to the infirmary, just a seat on the sidelines.

luke has no doubt that she’s trying to work her daughter of aphrodite, matchmaker magic.

between teaching the younger campers, luke glances at the two of you, yours swords colliding and limbs occasionally intersecting. luke demonstrates a new technique, eyes sliding over to you, positioning yourself behind lee and correcting his form by gently adjusting his hips. something bubbles in the pit of his stomach.

gods, if he could switch places with lee fletcher.

you square up for another round, but the fight is over relatively quickly. even with the advice you seemed to have given lee, you manage to get him on the ground, straddling his waist while you point your sword at his chin. you smile down at lee, canines sparkling in the afternoon sun.

luke remembers what silena had said earlier, about you — the right amount of dangerous.

out the corner of his eye, luke can see silena gazing dreamily at the pair of you, no doubt overjoyed that a new romance seems to be blossoming.

overjoyed is certainly not a word luke would use for himself now, as you lift your shirt to wipe the sweat from your brow. for a split second, your entire torso is visible to everyone. including lee, whose eyes seem to linger on the tattoo on your ribs for a little too long.

luke tells the kids to pair up and practice before walking over to your side of the arena.

“hey,” you exhale, dropping your shirt and smiling at him.

luke doesn’t waste any more time, though, and crashes his lips onto yours.

he thinks you start to melt into the kiss, but then you bite down on his bottom lip — hard.

“ow!” he turns away to spit out some blood. “why did you —”

“you just landed me two weeks of extra laundry!”

“i…what?”

if silena looked overjoyed before, she’s ecstatic now, practically skipping over to where you stood, her ankle miraculously healed.

“aha! i win — again! that’ll teach you to question a daughter of aphrodite, especially when it comes to matters of the heart.”

luke, slightly lightheaded, has no clue what is happening. things don’t get any clearer as chris, clarisse, and beckdorf join you.

chris shoves luke’s shoulder. “bro, you just cost me 30 drachmas!”

“seriously, dude,” beckendorf shakes his head. “you couldn’t have kept it in your pants for, like, a few more days?”

“okay, but lena totally cheated,” clarisse huffs, stabbing her spear into the ground.

“what! how?”

“you used lee to make him jealous!” the boy in question waves at you awkwardly before walking off to the archery range.

“i did not cheat. i had a strategy, and just needed to add some drama to move things in my favor,” silena reasons. “besides, all’s fair in love and war. i’m sorry you had to find out this way, baby. ”

she plants a kiss on clarisse’s cheek, which does make clarisse’s lips turn up ever so slightly, despite the accompanying eye roll.

“okay, is someone going to tell me what’s going?”

you sigh and swipe your thumb over luke’s bottom lip, wiping away more crimson liquid that had emerged thanks to your bite.

“i found out a few days ago that our lovely friends placed bets on when we were going to tell them about our relationship.”

“wait….” luke looks around at everyone. “you all knew? since when?”

“the whole time.” you grin sheepishly. “apparently, we weren’t as subtle as we thought we were.”

“you weren’t subtle at all,” beckendorf corrects, hands fiddling with some spare bolts he kept in his pocket.

“love is difficult to hide,” silena defends, like you’re her favorite couple on a reality dating show. “the amount of times you’d both show up late to the dining pavilion together, with your clothes and hair messed up was enough to give you away. not to mention, the way you look at each other.”

“yeah, like two idiots in love,” clarisse mockingly agrees with silena, who jabs her in the ribs playfully. clarisse gestures to her orange camp shirt. “by the way, these aren’t designed to hide hickeys. there are children here to think of.”

“be thankful you don’t have to hear them on the roof of the hermes cabin every night. it’s a wonder any of us get to sleep.”

"oh, and then there’s the showering at weird times and then smelling like the same body wash —”

“moving on,” you interrupt, much to luke’s appreciation. “when i figured out what they had going on, i wanted a piece of the action.”

luke looks at you, teetering the line between frustration and awe. “so, instead of telling me about this bet and finally having everything out in the open, you got in on it and kept me in the dark, just to get someone else to do your laundry?”

“you know how much i hate laundry,” you shrug. “besides, like you wouldn’t do the same if you had been in my position.”

“well….” you raise an eyebrow. “yeah. i would,” luke admits.

despite everything, luke is a son of hermes. he’s pretty sure that’s part of why you love him: for his mischievous grins and vices that were woven into his dna, imposed by the fates themselves. the urge to gamble, steal, sneak around, all the lying — everything you couldn’t help but indulge in, as well. clearly.

you smile, and pull the front of his shirt towards you, kissing him like you’re proving a point. if luke wasn’t so preoccupied, he could have heard silena squealing in delight.

“ow!” you groan as luke bites your lip.

luke smirks. “karma,” he teases, relishing in how you pout for him.

“get a room,” clarisse grumbles.

“preferably not in the hermes cabin, please,” chris cringes, and this time luke is the one to shove his shoulder.

it’s a little too silent in the arena, and luke realizes it’s because you’d all just given them quite a show. a few campers were watching eagerly, while others didn’t seem to be phased in the slightest, only taking advantage of the lack of supervision to goof off. luke tells the campers to keep practicing; you tell your friends to give you and luke some privacy.

“40 drachmas that they’ll break up at the end of summer,” chris offers, and luke really wishes that he’d shut up.

“nah, i think it’ll be sooner,” clarisse adds. “maybe right after the solstice.”

“i don’t know, guys. i have a good feeling about this one,” beckendorf says. “i think they’re gonna last.”

“thank you, charlie. i think they’re soulmates,” silena muses.

luke watches as the corners of your mouth turn up slightly, listening to your friends as they walk away.

“so.” he hooks a finger through one of your belt loops to get your attention again. “everyone knows.”

“everyone knows.” you smile at him. “so, what do you think, tiger? are beck and lena right — that we’re gonna last?”

he can sense that there’s something more behind your teasing inflection. you’re gnawing on the inside of your lip, discreetly picking at your nail polish.

even with the front you put up, sarcastic and cutthroat and sharp as your celestial bronze knife, you still had a heart. and here you were, looking at luke like he had already stolen it, and you didn’t care.

you were just waiting to know if he would break it.

but, luke doesn’t have the heart to tell you how this is going to end.

how could he? he’d given up his to you, years ago.

he can keep pretending, for now, so he will.

“i’d bet my life on it.”

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the-cookie-of-doom · 4 years

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Okay, WOW. Angsty band au was ten times angstier then I thought it would be and I love it. I believe there are clips of Dylan O’Brien singing, but it’s always with someone else. If/when you write more I’d def want to read it.

Ooh i would Like To See It

Funny enough, that was actually the less angsty band AU xD the other one that spawned from possibly the same conversation, is much worse.

I couldn’t find the notes for that version, but it’s a similar premise. Mitch gets out of college, they start a band, etc.

But this time, there’s no drugs involved. It’s actually really great for the most part! They’re all having fun, living life. Then halfway through doing the keyboardist breaks their hand. Since they don’t exactly have a backup, he calls Katrina. Luckily she’s only a few hours away and is happy to join them.

Pretty soon people are speculating about who Katrina is, and particularly her relationship with Mitch since they seem especially close. Stiles is trying not to let it get to him; he doesn’t need to be jealous, it’s not like Mitch is going to cheat on him with his ex girlfriend....

But Mitch is spending a lot of time with her. Sue him, she’s the closest thing he has to a best friend, and he hasn’t seen her in like two years, of course they’re going to spend time together. But Stiles can’t help but be a little jealous, because Mitch is spending all of his time with her, to the point he barely has time for Stiles anymore.

This results in Stiles being unwelcoming towards Katrina, which pisses Mitch off because Stiles is being a dick to her for no reason, so then he starts spending even less time with Stiles. Why would he want to be around Stiles if he’s just going to be a jealous asshole and try to alienate his friend who, by the way, is doing them a massive favor.

And the thing is, Mitch really has no intention of cheating. He loves Stiles. Hell, the whole reason he broke up with Katrina is because of Stiles. But Katrina doesn’t know that and, more importantly, she didn’t want to break up with Mitch. Yeah it was on good terms, but she’s still a little into him, and thinks maybe they’re getting a second chance here.

Then it all goes to hell.

Mitch and Katrina go out for drinks one night. When they get back to the hotel they’re not totally smashed, but drunk enough that when Katrina kisses him, Mitch thinks it’s a great idea. Granted some of it is nostalgia; they were great together, had undeniable chemistry, and he would probably still be with her if he wasn’t with Stiles.

But he is with Stiles, who chooses that moment to walk in on them, and oh, right, he’s sharing a room with Stiles. Should have remembered that.

Katrina is a little embarrassed to be caught, no one wants to be walked in on by the younger brother, but it’s not that big of a deal. Why would it be? But Stiles is horrified, and heartbroken to find her on Mitch’s lap, and suddenly Stiles is wondering just how long this has been going on.

Mitch is already pushing Katrina off and trying to apologize, say it’s not what it looks like, except that it is, and fuck but Stiles is leaving and Mitch just fucked up so bad. He may be tipsy, but even he can see that.

Katrina is kind of awkwardly sitting on the bed having no idea what’s going on. Like yeah, it was a little awkward getting caught, but it’s not like it’s that big of a deal? So she has no idea why Mitch goes chasing after Stiles like he was just caught by a lover...

Mitch eventually tracks Stiles down to a bar where he’s drowning his sorrows, and has to drag him out. Stiles is heart broken and crying and wants nothing to do with Mitch because he’s a liar, and why wasn’t Stiles good enough?

He goes through a wicked spiral, thinking that of course Mitch wanted Katrina, why wouldn’t he? She was pretty and mature, and actually his age. They wouldn’t have to hide their relationship. She’s better than him, and it was only a matter of time before Mitch moved on; it’s not like their relationship could have lasted. Really Stiles can’t blame him.

And through all of this, Mitch is realizing just how shitty he’s been to have not realized how insecure Stiles felt all this time. He really is the worst lover in the world, but he promises he’s going to make it up to Stiles.

There’s some more that happens with that whole scene, but rip, I can’t remember.

Katrina, for her part, is a smart woman. She puts two and two together, and makes the decision to just... cut bait with all of that. Clearly Mitch has issues, and she’s not really welcome here anyway, so she’s going to gracefully bow out of the tour. But before she goes she finds Stiles and tells him that nothing ever happened between her and Mitch (and now she knows why.) She only kissed him the one time. It’s a super uncomfortable situation but it’s probably the right thing to do? Maybe? Either way, she leaves immediately after without talking to Mitch.

Stiles and Mitch to reconcile, but it takes a hell of a lot of work for Mitch to make it up to him, and for him to eventually forgive himself for putting Stiles through so much shit, but they’ll be okay.

Now I’m looking at ways to download my tumblr blog contents to recover all the lost IdeasTM, and it’s.. not going well T_T Tumblr has the export feature but uhhh it takes fuckin forever, and I’ve had this blog for 5 years. It’s gonna take fucking hours to get this shit done, and I am leery of trying other methods bc i don’t want to screw up my computer. But we’ll see how this goes?

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