Percy

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I’m a writer! I noticed there’s a severe lack of x Male!reader so I’ve decided to make a blog just for that!!

Fics will be added as I write them!!

I will write ONLY male or GN reader, do not ask for female reader.

I probably won’t write smut on this blog, sorry guys, not my thing.

My asks are open

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Supernatural ִ ࣪𖤐.ᐟ

“Stubborn, Stubborn Man”: Dean Winchester - 𝜗𝜚

Dating Dean HCs

Batfamily જ⁀➴°⋆

“Dollar Signs”: Bruce Wayne x Male Reader -𝜗𝜚

Percy Jackson ‧₊˚ ☽ ⋅

“New?”: Percy Jackson x Jason Grace x reader -𝜗𝜚

“My Baby”: Jason Grace - 𝜗𝜚

“Only the best”: Mortal AU Jason Grace -𝜗𝜚

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The pictures are currently blurred bcs I’m making new banners for each of them!!

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Dick: When you meet someone for the first time and it's new and exciting. You know that rush?

Tim: No. No, see, when I first meet somebody it's mostly panic, anxiety, and a great deal of sweating.

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Currently giving my bf ideas for smut shots, this is so fucking funny

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Dollar Signs

Sugar daddy Bruce Wayne x Male reader

Getting ready for a gala

405 words

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“Oh, I know dear,” Bruce hummed, fixing your jacket collar as he slid another $100 bill into your breast pocket, “these events are so stuffy but, I simply have to show some face before we can leave.” His voice had the usual Jersey accent mixed with something more refined.

You see, usually you would have more dignity than to admit that you’re a sugar baby, however, this isn’t any Elon Musk or Lex Luthor, this was Bruce Wayne. Besides, it’s not like he was paying you for nudes, all he wanted was a date to galas and stuffy events when his kids wouldn’t go. Does that make you an escort? Maybe.

Bruce treated you right though, better than any of your boyfriends and you were broke (duh, Gotham University student, of course you’re broke). He took you to restaurants as payment, fancy ones and regular ones like Bat Burger, and he bought you things you needed.

He insisted you sent him all of your clothing sizes before the first gala you attended, he said it was for suits but you began to suspect otherwise when a box of brand new clothes appeared in front of your dorm room door one morning with a single (Fav flower) taped to the top. He was a sweet man.

“It’s not that bad,” you insisted, moving the money from your breast pocket to slip it by your wallet in your pants pocket, “I think I’m getting good at faking it.”

“You don’t need to fake anything,” Bruce scolded, adjusting your hair, “you’re perfectly fine the way you are.”

“You don’t think exactly the same way as the rest of Gotham’s elite, Bruce.” You smiled at him.

“I’m well aware.” He hummed, running his hands down your sides to make sure everything was straight, “let me know if you get any comments?”

“I know the drill,” you laughed a bit, “really.”

“Alright,” Bruce finally let up, taking a step back and giving you room again, “hm.”

“Hm?” You mirrored.

“Missing something.” Bruce opened a drawer of his and dug a bit before he hummed once and walked back over, clipping something around your neck, “there.”

You looked down and it was a necklace, looking at the pendant it was a simple silver ‘B’. “How long have you had this?” You asked, looking at him again.

Bruce simply hummed with a small smile and a shrug before offering you his arm.

First Batman thing on here!!

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Dating Dean Winchester headcanons

I don’t think this has a need for the usual stuff I add here bcs it’s a HC post instead of a fic

- It would definitely take him a while to get used to the idea of dating a man.

- He grew up with his dad telling him it wasn’t normal, so it’s understandable.

- But once he is used to it and comfortable with you?

- He’d be very sweet about everything.

- You’re hungry? He’ll cook for you.

- You’re tired after a hunt? Well, there are fresh, warm sheets on your bed for you and he’s there if you want to cuddle.

- We all know Dean uses his macho man persona to hide what a sweetheart he really is.

- Speaking of cuddles,

- Dean’s favorite positions would be ones where he can hear your heartbeat.

- He’s lost so many people already and just being able to hear your heart helps him a lot.

- Dean would be the kind of guy to smack your ass as he walks by.

- You’re doing the dishes? He smacks your ass.

- Bent over to tie your shoe? He’ll comment, either about your ass or a pervy comment about how good you look bent over.

- Dean’s a perv and we all know it.

- But he’d also love it if you match his freak.

- He’s leaning over Baby to check out her engine? You should make a comment about him or smack his ass, he’ll grin like you just handed him a burger with all of his favorites on it.

- He takes off his shirt because it’s a warm day? Whistle or cat call him and he’ll compliment you right back.

- You and Dean would likely share clothes.

- It would be very common to spot you in one of Dean’s flannels and Dean wearing one of your belts.

- You would get the front seat in Baby, every time (much to Sam’s dismay).

- After you and Dean started dating, Sam tried to sit in the front seat once and Dean literally shoved him into the backseat.

- Dean would rest his hand on your thigh while driving, if not your thigh then across your shoulders.

- If you're taller than Dean? He’s drooling.

- You have tattoos? He’ll trace them with his fingers in bed (cuddling or getting freaky, your choice).

- Scars? Same thing.

- He would never want to have his hands off of you.

- If you're doing any chores, Dean would come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist.

- After arguments, Dean would feel like shit.

- You’re locked in your room at the bunker after a bad argument with Dean and he’ll come knock on the door.

- He’ll apologize for everything, even if it isn’t his fault, and he’ll have your favorite flowers.

- He’ll slide them through the door petal by petal if he had too.

- He’d also cook your favorite food for dinner that night.

- Dean would do anything for you.

This has sat in the drafts for a bit so scheduled post that’ll take a little to be added to the Masterlist

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Hihi!! I wanna make a list of other mlm x reader writers! Specifically for the fandoms I have listed on my Masterlist, if anyone knows any please do point me towards them so I can ask about tagging them in a list!!

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𝙾𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚝

Jason Grace x Male Reader

Mortal AU: (Y/N) feels like something is wrong, Jason wants to help him.

838 words

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“Do you think there’s more out there?”

“What?” Jason looked up from where he was adjusting his suit jacket’s sleeve cuff, looking at his boyfriend out on the balcony, your eyes were locked on the waves lapping against the shore.

“Like this isn’t the life we were meant to live? Do you ever feel that?” You asked again, watching seagulls land on the beach.

“Is something wrong?” Jason asked, worried as he moved to join you, “baby, if something’s the matter I can help, I swear to you I can make it go away if you just—“

“This isn’t something you can solve, Jason.” You shook your head, “this is just– ugh– I can’t explain it.” You sighed, “I feel like we’re too ordinary. Like we were made for something more, something with glory.”

“Glory? (Y/N), have you been reading those fantasy novels again?” Jason put a hand on the small of your back, “it’s not a bad thing that you get really into them, you just gotta separate fiction from reality, hun. This isn’t the Odyssey.”

“I know it’s not,” you agreed, “but– I– we– ugh– I don’t want to work myself to death, Jay.” You finally looked away from the sea, “everything feels wrong. Life feels so bland, like we’re just going through the motions, what if there’s something missing? Something wrong?”

“If something’s missing, I can get you something to replace it?” Jason offered, he was always so sweet but he didn’t get it, he didn’t get what you meant no matter how hard you tried to explain it.

“No, it’s not something you can buy.” You sighed, “whatever, we gotta get to your dad’s party. We should be heading out.”

“Are you sure? We can cancel?” He looked worried for you, his electric blue eyes soft with concern, he was so ready to jump in and fix everything that he felt bad that he couldn’t fix this.

“I’m sure, he’ll be mad if we miss out again.” You lightly pecked his cheek, “I’ll be fine.”

“If you say so.” He followed you back inside, looking at the clear night sky as he closed the door behind you both.

“Ha, what does he mean ordinary?” Leo, Jason’s friend from the wilderness school he was sent to as a teen, asked the next day while Jason sat in the mechanic shop Leo worked in.

“I don’t know but, something’s wrong. I wanna fix it but I can’t because he refuses to tell me.” Jason sighed, looking dejected as he turned one of Leo’s tools over in his hands.

Leo slid out from under the car he was working on, “cloth?” He reached out for the hand towel sitting next to Jason, “maybe he needs a vacation? He sounds burnt out, have you tried New York? He liked that cabin in Long Island, said something about feeling connected to the land, right? Maybe it’s a spiritual thing?” Leo suggested.

“I don’t know, sure he liked Long Island but he always seemed bummed out there.” Jason tossed Leo the towel, “like, he acted as if he was standing in the spot a friend died. Does that make sense?”

Leo shrugged, “I don’t know man, maybe he just needs to get out more again. He liked hiking back in the day before the whole, y’know, LA beach house surrounded by people no hiking trails in sight thing.” Leo motioned around in circles, meaning the city, “maybe he needs a weekend to disconnect. I know you’re busy but can’t you like, give him a wad and send him on a backpacking trip to clear his head?”

“That’s not exactly safe-“

“Like anything you guys do is safe.” Leo waved him off, “you wanna help him, I’m telling you how. Offer to take him to a trail and drop him off for some alone time, he’ll feel great after.”

“I guess.” Jason sighed a bit.

“(N/N)?” Jason tilted his head as he watched his boyfriend walk into the house, he looked tired, “is everything alright?

“I’m sick of sitting inside all day.” You sighed, plopping on the couch next to him, not even bothering to take off your shoes or change out of your work clothes when you pushed your face into his shoulder.

“Well, about that–“ Jason started.

“And I still have that damn feeling! I don’t even know what it means but I’m so sick of it!”

“(N/N)?”

“And I can’t afford to-“

“Babe,” Jason tried again.

“-take time off work for anything–“

“(Y/N).” He said firmly, finally cutting you off, “why don’t you go on a hike? Or go backpacking? I can give you a few hundred bucks, take care of your boss, get you the equipment, and take you somewhere to start your trip.” He offered.

Your face lit up, “really?”

“Of course. Leo told me it could help you.”

“You’re the best.” You threw your arms around his shoulders and planted a big kiss on his lips.

“I’d hope so, only the best for my boy.”

I tried hinting to the fact that (Y/N) would feel connected to CHB and that he would be either a child of Demeter or Frey if he weren’t mortal. I tried doing a multiverse-ish thing where (Y/N) can, like, feel through the cracks. I may make a pt 2 to this one. If this is more angst, please do lmk!!

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𝙼𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢

Jason Grace x Male Reader

It’s been a long day

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It’d been a long day for Jason, a lot of work and a lot of helping out. He tended to wind up helping whenever the camp had an event. Sadly, that left him with less time for his boyfriend.

Jason opened the door to your cabin and he smiled when he saw you, your hair clipped out of your face (if it’s long enough for that) as you sat at a desk, polishing your weapon, “again?” He smiled, walking over to hug you from behind.

“Caring for your weapon is very important.” You smiled, tilting your head up to look at him standing over you. “You look tired.” You pointed out, one hand reaching up to bury itself in his hair.

“Never to tired for you,” he grinned, leaning down and pressing his lips to your forehead, “think I can get away with sneaking you to my cabin for the night?”

“Maybe, or you could stay here?” You suggested, “seeing as you’re already in here.” You motioned around.

“Mh, yeah, but privacy.” He caught your lips in a quick soft kiss, his hand settling on your stomach.

“You’re a dork,” you laughed a bit, adjusting his glasses on his face, “let me grab my stuff.”

Got really bored and wrote this when I was meant to be sleeping

I’m on chapter 21 of TOA The Burning Maze and my husband Jason Grace has been mentioned 🥹

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𝙽𝚎𝚠?

Jason Grace x male reader x Percy Jackson

There’s a new boy at camp and newly single Percy and Jason fight for attention.

724 words

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“Percy!”

“Jason.” Percy didn’t look up from his DS. Leo had made it so it was demigod safe and Percy was really into Lego Batman at the moment

“New kid, ten o’clock.” Jason tapped the table to get Percy to look.

Sure enough, across the yard was a new demigod, around 16 to 17, like Percy and Jason. Jason had taken it upon himself to look around the camp ‘enjoying the scenery’ since he broke up with Piper and Annabeth broke up with Percy (both amicable, no hard feelings or broken friendships here).

The new Half-Blood was being shown around by Nico and Will, so they were either a Hades or an Apollo kid.

“Wanna guess?” Percy hummed, watching the kid play with their empty camp necklace.

“I say Apollo.” Jason said, closing Percy’s DS.

“I don’t know,” Percy tugged the DS away from Jason, “It’s been a while since we’ve had anything interesting happen.”

“And I’d like to keep it that way.”

“Gah!” Both of the heroes exclaimed in unison.

“Where did you come from?” Percy asked, faking scandalized.

“Nun ya,” Nico hummed, having shadow travelled away from his boyfriend and the new kid, “what are you two doing over here, you look secretive.”

“Guessing the new kid’s godly parent.” Jason told Nico before Percy could say something equally as banter-y as Nico had. He used Nico as an arm rest before his arm was pushed off with maybe a bit too much force, leaving Jason dramatically rubbing his arm with a frown.

“He’s an Apollo kid, and he’s tired. He had to hitchhike here from Wisconsin. You know, he refused to walk without music so he, somehow, Demi-proofed an old IPod by himself.” Nico laughed a bit, “It’s crazy what a kid can do with a long bus ride, a lot of caffeine, and a hatred for silence.”

“Which satyr did he have?” Percy asked, tilting his head.

“Uhh,” Nico bit his lip as he thought, “I think the new one, Sam, they met up about halfway here, somewhere in Indiana?” He shrugged, “anyway, this one’s a writer. Not a poet, he said he hates poetry. His name’s (Y/N).”

“(Y/N)?” Percy tested the name on his tongue, he liked it.

Jason simply nodded along, “he’s cute.” He smiled.

Food was thrown at Percy across the Big Three table in the dining pavilion at dinner that night, he caught the peas in his mouth and pumped his fists. It was odd to watch.

“(Y/N)?” Will lightly tapped your notebook to get your attention so you would stop writing for a second, “what do you think?” He asked.

“Hm? About what?” You asked, as you looked around to catch your bearings after being so enthralled in your writing for so long.

“Camp, of course.” Will smiled at you, “are you still feeling okay?”

“Oh, uh, yeah,” you hesitated for just a second as your eyes landed on your new muses, Jason Grace and Percy Jackson, “sorry, I was really in the flow of it, y’know?”

“He gets like that in the infirmary too,” Kayla nodded, “and Austin gets like that with music.”

You just nodded, “who are they?”

Jason and Percy noticed you everywhere for the next month, after a week they started showing off, having a small competition over who would get more attention from you. They got equal attention, equal page space, equal margin doodles, equal everything when it came from you. Even now when you were writing in while a sparring match was going on.

“What’s that?” Percy asked, leaning over your shoulder to see what you were writing before you snapped your notebook shut.

“Nothing.” You said too quickly, still too late though, Percy was already curious, he wanted to read it.

“Mhm,” Percy nodded along, “You are really pretty.” He gently twirled your camp necklace between his fingers.

“Don’t toy with him.” Jason scolded, coming up on your other side, fully intending to also toy with you. “But really, are you free later?” He grinned, his hand landing on your shoulder.

“Don’t make him pick, Jace.” Percy playfully scolded, leaning on the hilt of riptide.

“He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to.” Jason smiled, watching as Percy lifted your chin, “we can share (Y/N), can’t we?”

“Hm…” Percy smiled at you, “what does the pretty boy say?”

Is this good? Chat did I fumble?

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𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗, 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚗

Dean Winchester x Male reader

Really, Dean isn’t into men!

192 words

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Dean was a stubborn man, stubborn when it came to how he worked, stubborn when it came to his car, his food, his room, he was stubborn. He was shockingly less stubborn when it came to dating.

Dean wasn’t gay, at least he was pretty sure of that. He liked women! He’d always liked women! That was until you came along and he really liked you, a man.

He didn’t realize he’d liked you at first, then Sam pointed out how he was, picking up stuff only you ate at the store, making you extra food when you were more hungry, doing your laundry for you, grabbing your favorite drink at gas stations when he just went for gas, offering to share a bed when you three (you, Dean, and Sam) went on a hunt that needed a motel room.

It was… different for him. He wasn’t going to say anything, obviously, he needed to figure himself out first. And if figuring himself out meant continuing to buy you your favorite things, sharing a bed on hunts, and adding a heart to your contact in his phone, then that’s what it meant.

I’m sorry if this is bad or anything, I’m getting over a c.ai addiction so I hope that didn’t influence my writing at all.

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