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z | she/her | 18 | intp

[seokmattchuus]

I may or may not have fallen in love with Bian Tianyang

[padfootx]

thinking about luke castellan a lot recently

[iceandpeaches]

haha i disappeared n flopped

[my-pjo-stuff]

"not all men" You're right, Luke Castellan would never.

[iceandpeaches]

head counsellor duties; luke castellan

a/n: i've been away so long i feel kinda bad but i've so busy.. anyway here's something that has been sitting in my drafts

pairing: luke castellan x demigod reader (godly parent unspecified)

as the eldest, first to be claimed and head counsellor of your cabin, you were tasked with the responsibility of taking care of your younger siblings. and to your acquired knowledge, you were definitely not your parent’s favourite. you felt that your claiming was so your other siblings had a big sister to depend on. your cabin was empty till your parent started claiming your half siblings, your heart growing heavy from all the burden you felt. from then on, your cabin bustled with noise almost every second of the day which honestly gave you a bit of a headache. but anything for your siblings, right?

“rae! could you help me this?”

you nodded, hands now holding the item your sibling needed help with. it takes you some time to figure out but eventually you solve it. you hand it back to your sibling, which leaves her excited and now embracing you tightly. your arms wrap around her small figure, giving her a gentle pat on the back.

“you’re the best, rae!”

“thanks, i try to be.”

you smile, the young girl pulling away and running off to her other siblings. you let a sigh leave your lips as you pinched the bridge of your nose, wishing you had an older sibling to look up to. 

“you holding up okay, rae?”

the familiar male voice made your lips curl into a gentle yet tired looking smile, watching as he sat down beside you. his expression grows weary of your own, wearing a frown on his face as he examines the frustration that was evident to your face.

“i’m alright luke, you?”

luke patted your back, you leaning into his touch. luke understood the pressures of being head counsellor, but seeing your dark circles and tired figure made him worry about you tenfold. in comparison to his cabin, the campers in yours were no older than 11; so he understood the need for your siblings to depend on you the most they could, at least until they were more independent. 

“what activity do you have next?”

“sword fighting training, with risse.”

“so, you’ll be free then?”

“one of my kids needs my help since they're a little too small to be on their own, unfortunately. why?”

luke frowned, he knew that after more of your siblings got claimed; the lesser time you had to just be alone. the lesser time he had to spend with you as well, but he never gave up on trying. 

“well.. i was thinking, maybe we could.. you know, go pick strawberries together?”

“i’d have to bring my kids along, you know. they can’t stand a second without me.”

“they’ll be with clarisse rae, i’m sure they’ll be fine.”

you huff, nodding slowly. you got up from the bench you were sat at, rounding up your siblings then escorted them to sword fighting training with luke following by you. you hum, watching as your siblings interacted with the hermes counsellor; lips curled into a grin. you both were close, but never were more than that. once your siblings were with clarisse, luke whisked you away to the strawberry fields.

for a while, you two picked strawberries in dead silence. you needed the quiet after hearing your siblings fight and scream at each other. and luke desperately wanted to talk to you and yap your ears off in hopes to make you feel a little better. luke stopped picking the crimson berries, his basket lowered and now watching you; which made you stop too.

“what’s wrong, luke? unwell? injury? need a tissue? fever?” 

you frown, the back of your hand already pressed against his forehead. luke shook his head, gently holding your hand and putting it down. he wasn’t surprised by your reaction, that’s was part of their duty as head counsellor.

“i’m okay rae. i just.. hope you are too.”

his arm wrapped around your shoulder, you leaning into him; a sigh leaving your lips. you felt him rubbing your shoulder, eyes peeking up to look at him. 

“were your siblings like this too? clingy and overly dependent?”

“they look up to you, rae. you’re their big big sister after all. plus, it gets better when they get older. they’re all what.. 9? 10? they’re gonna grow up to do fine, rae.”

“i wish i wasn’t though. i’d be fine being second, but not first. they expect me to bounce back from the pain immediately, i wish they knew how much i hate it.”

luke pursed his lips, nodding at appropriate junctions; brows knitted in focus as he listened you speak. he hummed, hand moving to touch your silky hair. you let your mind wander, imagining a life where you weren’t head counsellor of your cabin – running around the fields, sword fighting with clarisse almost everyday and maybe even swimming in the lake at night. but you had to be the responsible head counsellor, stripped of all these desires. 

luke’s lips met with your forehead, glancing up at him; heat staining your cheeks. you gently pull away to look at him, to admire his chiselled features. your lips pursed as you admired, attentively observing him. 

“what? something on my face?”

you giggled, slowly shaking your head; glancing down at the discoloured ‘camp half blood’ printed on his shirt due to how old it was. he ran a hand through his curly locks, your arms moving to his waist bringing him into a tight embrace; which caught him off guard.

“woah woah dove, at least tell me first.”

he chuckled, bringing her in and hugging you tight. he could get used to this, if he were to admit. 

“i’m just gonna.. stay like this for a bit.”

“people are gonna start looking, dove.”

“since when did you care?”

“hmm, i do. don’t knock me down though.”

you giggle, ruffling his brown curls. 

“okay. enough hugging please.”

you both pull away, his arm now wrapped around your waist. you grab your basket half filled with red berries, continuing to pick more of the vibrant berries. one of the ares campers ran over to you, telling you that your siblings were asking for you. you nodded, shoving your basket of berries into luke’s chest.

“gods, i’ll see you later luke.”

luke leaned in and kissed your cheek, you frozen and unable to react; blinking in confusion and luke watching your reaction. a chuckle left his lips as he rubbed your shoulder, 

“go get your siblings, rae. they’re waiting.”

you snapped out of it, nodding vigorously while still being in a daze from the earlier interaction. you hoped your siblings didn’t see. 

“right right. see you later.”

you smile, running off to the training ground to gather your siblings. the young campers were excited to see you, all running up to you and hugging your arm and some your leg. they were mostly about as tall as your torso, with the exception of a few of the boys being slightly taller than the others. your lips curl into a gentle smile, mumbling a headcount under your breath to ensure all of their alive and well. you lead your siblings back to your cabin, putting some of them down for a well needed nap which was suggested by some of the apollo kids at the infirmary. for the younger ones, at least. 

“okay, the rest of you. don’t get yourselves in trouble, okay? it’s free time for all of you, go find your friends to play with. i’ll be with the other counsellors if any of you need to find me.”

the group of older children nodded, running out of the cabin after permission was granted to them. phew, finally some time to yourself. you sat on a step outside your cabin, watching as your siblings played with other campers in the distance. you couldn’t help but smile in satisfaction, you just loved them so much; you'd kill a minotaur for them. 

“there you are, gods.. i’ve been looking all over camp for you.”

you grin, turning to the direction of the voice. luke once again sat by you, gently leaning his head on your shoulder; his curls tickling your neck.

“tired already, castellan?”

his eyes glanced up at you, looking sleepy yet energetic at the same time. you grin, gently running your hand through his soft yet tangled hair. you definitely needed to recommend him a conditioner and maybe some other hair products, but it’s fine. that would be a later you’s problem. a hand of luke’s was set on your knee, nose scrunched as you continued to watch your siblings play. you imagined a life away from camp, preferably in the countryside; with two kids and possibly luke as your husband. 

“hug.. please?”

you heard luke say, your brows furrowed and eyes squinted. luke’s eyes dilated, his pupils now huge. you giggle, slipping your arms under his and pulling him close. you were so close to his chest, that you smelled the musky firewood smell of cabin 11. it smelled so warm and comforting. it was a scent you definitely could get used to, reminding you of times when your mortal parent would roast marshmallows with you in the early days of your time at camp. 

“you know i could easily get used to this, castellan.”

“i could too, dove.”

you hum, glanced up at luke’s lips, then back at him. in that moment, you felt your imaginations come to life.

[iceandpeaches]

haha guys did y'all miss me... (i forgot i had this account with how busy school has been)

[iceandpeaches]

i have something for you luke castellan nasties who like pheromone perfume

pheromone perfume!

[homeofthepeculiar]

Over the Garden Wall - Masterlist

Benedict Bridgerton x Princess!Reader

18+

Summary: The youngest daughter of Queen Charlotte and King George, plagued by the same illness as her father, grows tired of her lonely and isolated existence. When escaping the prison-like castle she has been sequestered in for her entire life, she meets a young man who shares her love for painting and whom she can not stop thinking about. Secrets, betrayal, and love all fight against one another. Which one will win?

Series Warnings: Love at first sight; POV third person; eventual smut; isolation; dramatic/inaccurate depictions of mental illness; thoughts of death; there will be fluff, okay? I swear; potential historical inaccuracies; complex mother/daughter relationship; historical medical practices; SIMP Benedict; idgaf about historical canon; complicated sibling relationships; execution by hanging

Tags specified before each chapter

(Tags will be updated as the story continues)

Last Updated: 03/28/24 (Complete)

*indicates smut

Chapter One - Loathing Boredom

Chapter Two - Ruinous Secrets

Chapter Three - Never is a Promise

Chapter Four - As the Poets Say

Chapter Five - Vagrant Body

Chapter Six - Codes and Clues

Chapter Seven - Dig My Fingers in

Chapter Eight - No Light of My Own

Chapter Nine - This Sweet Plague *

Chapter Ten - Tricked By the Past

Chapter Eleven - No Label, No Name

Chapter Twelve - Keeping Time

Chapter Thirteen - Only You Can Mend

Chapter Fourteen - Not Above Violence

Interlude - Lady Whistledown

Chapter Fifteen - Matching Wounds

Chapter Sixteen - Go Along to Be With You

Chapter Seventeen - Balanced on Desire

Interlude - Marietta

Chapter Eighteen - Oh, My One

Chapter Nineteen - Like Fuel to Fire *

Chapter Twenty - If I Send for You

Interlude - Honeymoon *

Chapter Twenty One - An Atom and a Star

Chapter Twenty Two - The Bed I Was Born In *

Chapter Twenty Three - Don't Wait to Understand

Chapter Twenty Four - Fingers Laced a Crown

Chapter Twenty Five - Here to Kingdom Come *

Epilogue - A Moment, A Love

Drabble - Pall Mall Drabble - Picnic Drabble - Like Mother, Like Son Drabble - Jealousy Drabble - More Than a Maid Drabble - Coronation Day Drabble - Second Son Drabble - Number Four Drabble - Reasonably Unreasonable Drabble - Tag, You're It Drabble - Sisters Drabble - Spoiled Drabble - Opal of the Season Drabble - Fit for Family Drabble - Garden in Bloom * (smut adjacent) Drabble - What if? AU

[ma1dita]

highly recommend this series! so well written 🤍 princess reader and benedict FOREVER 😭

[iceandpeaches]

oh... i'm going to be eating this series up i love benedict bridgerton

[iceandpeaches]

hi! so i got a bit of a sad request. basically my birthday is tomorrow and all my friends ditched me for our hangout planned, which makes me feel really bad (lol). i was wondering if you could possibly do an imagine where this happens to an unclaimed new reader at camp half blood and all the kids make her feel bad and she just kinda has a shit birthday, but luke comforts her and tries his best to make her birthday great

thanks! if not that’s okay too!

so sorry this took so long and sorry that it's so short:(

luke castellan x unclaimed!reader

it had been less than a week since you had arrived at camp, already feeling overwhelmed with all the new changes in your life. and yet, you were still unclaimed which meant you resided in the hermes cabin. your birthday was today and you’d usually spend it with your mother, but you were far from her now. so, you were sat on your sleeping bag all alone. you sighed, spending the day on your own whether it be training alone, eating alone, you did everything alone. 

you were sat by the lake skipping rocks, head leaned on your knees. “hey.. is this seat taken?” you heard a voice say, turning the source of it. it was cabin counsellor luke castellan. you shook your head, gesturing for him to sit and which he did. 

“you’re awfully gloomy today, why aren’t you with the other unclaimed kids? we were looking for you everywhere.”

you sigh. “it’s my birthday, and it just. i feel horrible.” luke frowned, arm wrapped around your shoulder. 

“oh. i would’ve gotten you something if i knew.”

“it’s fine luke.. really. i.. i’m fine.”

“hey.. your birthday matters, you know? just like everyone else’s.”

hearing him say that made you feel better, just enough for you to now be smiling at him. his presence alone was making you feel better than you were, but with his reassurance, you couldn’t have asked for a better friend in that moment. he stretched his hand out to hold yours.

“come on, we got a birthday to celebrate.”

happy birthday.

[iceandpeaches]

fresh out the slammer by taylor swift but it's luke after he betrayed camp half blood and he comes running back to reader...... haha.

[iceandpeaches]

lol lowkey i'm flopping a bit..

[iceandpeaches]

yours to take, yours to keep

a/n: riven from winx club blurb inspired by a tiktok i saw because i need to get it out of my system. link: https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFh4NphH/

riven had stayed the night at your dorm at alfea and.. let’s just say you both had fun last night. riven had gotten up earlier than you so he could quickly return to his own dorm room without suspicion. you tossed and turned in your bed, waking up when your alarm rang. you frowned upon waking up, sitting up and touching your bedside table for your purity ring. your heart sank when it wasn’t there.

“shit.” 

you scrambled your room to look for the ring, racking your brain looking high and low for your purity ring, cursing under your breath as your dorm mate flora walks in to see your room a mess. 

you rushed out of your dorm and bolted into the halls of alfea college, spotting riven in the distance leaned against a pillar… with your purity ring around his neck hanging on the chain. you stormed over to him, arms crossed against your chest.  

“morning sweetie.”

“shut up. i want my ring back. it.. belonged to my mother.”

riven chuckled and leaned down to look at you in the eyes, a smug smirk appearing on his lips. your breath hitches, your bodies gently pressed against one another. you knew that he knew that you were lying about it being a family heirloom, he just. knew. 

“mm, you sure baby?”

the smirk on riven’s face only grew bigger as your reaction to him closing the distance between you both caused you to flush. hands wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer now body pressed against body. your reaction only caused him to hold you tighter, which made your body burn up even more. 

the tension between you both was rising, just like how it was last night. you couldn’t escape his grasp either, with how tightly he was holding your waist.. he was holding you captive in his arms, something you actually didn’t mind. you liked when he was possessive over you. 

“riven, let go.”

“mm? you really think i’ll let you get away so easily?”

“riv…”

“i’ll have you know, i’m taking this from you because i took you. this is mine like you are.” 

riven lifted the chain on his neck that held your purity ring to show you, a smirk creeping up on his lips. your purity ring belonged to him now and so did you. and riven definitely liked that.

[iceandpeaches]

just not home

a/n: luke castellan betrayal blurb...

"I didn't have it in myself to go with grace

'Cause when I'd fight, you used to tell me I was brave

And if I'm dead to you, why are you at the wake?

Cursing my name, wishing I stayed

Look at how my tears ricochet

And I can go anywhere I want

Anywhere I want, just not home

And you can aim for my heart, go for blood

But you would still miss me in your bones

And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky)

And when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)"

you thought your relationship with luke was perfect. you had everything you ever dreamed of and beyond that. luke was your everything — every worry, every frustration, every moment of sadness would disappear when you were in his arms. he was the supportive boyfriend everyone wanted and yet, he chose you. 

that was until he betrayed you, of course.

you didn’t take it too well when you had found out that luke was working for kronos. i mean, who would? the boy who was loved by everyone, you included.. betrayed you all. you were once filled with warmth and happiness, but all that love and support, gods the man you once loved and called home. who could you run to now?

you’re sat on your bunk in your cabin, staring up at the ceiling. you heard a voice in your head, luke’s voice. 

“meet me by thalia’s tree. at midnight today.”

“luke?”

you looked around as you sat up on your bed, were you hearing things? was luke actually there or was it just in your head?

the evening came by rapidly, you were sat by the campfire with a dull expression. but the voice was in your head again.

“see you soon, my love. i miss you, in my bones.”

you were definitely hearing things now. luke was nowhere to be seen. was he playing with you now?

midnight came by, and you snuck out of your cabin walking toward thalia’s tree. you didn’t even make it close before you were greeted with a hand over your mouth, which caused you to panic.

“shh.. relax love. it’s just me.” 

.. luke?

luke loosened his grip, you both now facing each other. you were taken aback. was that really.. luke? 

“not excited to see me?”

were you? you shook your head, tears forming in your eyes.

“kronos. really luke? really?”

“love, i had to.”

“.. did you really?”

“i’m.. here to recruit.”

you reached for your dagger, but luke was three steps ahead. the boy had his sword to your throat, a smirk painting his no longer delicate features. today, his scar seemed to illuminate more than it had ever in the period of time that you’d known him. he wasn’t the luke you knew. the glimmer of gold in his eyes that were clouded with darkness and menace. 

“yeah, aim for my heart. go for blood too while you’re at it.”

“i.. please don’t do this. you know i’ve missed you. just.. come with me, please. we can overthrow the gods together.”

“i.. i can’t luke."

luke scoffed and ran away from camp after your rejection, knowing there was no way he'd be able to convince you a second time to join him. you were loyal to the gods, and there was no way of manipulating you into following him because you were too smart for that. even if he could go anywhere he wanted, he couldn't go back to you - his home.

[iceandpeaches]

guys. i want to write about winx club riven so bad!!!!!!!

[lukesandromeda]

to the people writing boxer!luke after charlie’s post, have my babies.

[iceandpeaches]

my formatting is has no fixed standard... crying

[iceandpeaches]

different dreams

pairings: clarrisse larue x areskid! reader (platonic), luke castellan x areskid! reader (romantic)

warning: stereotypical ares kid again.. i'm really on a role with these.. wtf

a/n: the meg march kinnie in me is screaming rn. inspired by the line, "just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean they're unimportant." written a while back so it might not be the best...

in a world full of combat and demigods, you enjoyed socialising more than anything. your siblings found it odd, with the nature of your parentage especially. a daughter of ares should love to fight and push people around, but you were the opposite. you enjoyed all things an ares daughter wasn’t expected to. you could’ve been mistaken for anyone else’s daughter, usually apollo for your musical ambitions or aphrodite for your beauty. it was fascinating how much love and kindness was in your heart, it was no wonder camp loved you. it was no wonder you were made one of the counsellors to your cabin. 

you were sat in on a kitchen counter, helping out one of the counsellors of the demeter cabin with preparing for a birthday party for the head counsellor of the hermes cabin; whom you had an undying crush on. you hum, arms occupied with a bowl of cake batter folding in some flour. speak of the devil, the boy walked in; looking for you. he sat on the counter, swiping some batter and licking it off his finger. a smile filled his features, glancing over at you.

“this is impressive, who’s this for?”

you frown, nudging him while you mixed your batter.

“it’s a surprise, castellan. now please, stop eating the batter thank you? we won’t have enough if you do.”

you giggle, enough for luke to forget that your father was ares. 

“get back to work y/n! this cake won’t make itself.”

you nod, walking over to the other side of the kitchen to grab a cake pan. in that moment, your half sister clarisse came to visit; more to find you. you were hiding away from sword fighting training, and clarisse was going frantic to find you.

“y/n! there you are. i looked all over for you. could you come back for training please? two cabins worth of campers dropped by and they’re this close to fighting each other.”

your brown crease into a gentle frown, not wanting to leave the kitchen or ruining your surprise party for luke. you glance over at him, luke already nodding without you asking. you smile, patting his shoulder watching him get off the counter. 

“big brother luke can come. but i wanna try some of that cake when it’s done.”

you giggle, nodding while you poured the batter into the pan. the demeter counsellor shooed luke out of the kitchen, hands shot into the air. you put the cakes into the oven, cleaning up the mess you had made. 

after what felt like forever, the cakes were done and clarisse had come back asking for you again. you finally got out of the kitchen, sat just outside to keep watch of the demeter counsellor. clarisse seemed annoyed at you, since you weren’t doing your due diligence in performing your duties and instead hiding away to do other things. it wasn’t very ares kid of you.

“risse, i’m truly sorry. i understand i mean.. being counsellor alongside you and everything. it’s just… i don’t feel very ares kid, you know?”

“you’re an ares kid, y/n. you’re just not thinking straight.”

“risse, just because my dreams are different from yours.. doesn’t mean they’re unimportant. i’m not like you, i’m not strong or cunning like you. i wish i was more like you, truly.”

clarisse rubbed your arm, unaware of your true feelings. she pulled you into her embrace, squeezing you tight. she wanted to understand you better, just didn’t know how to. she didn’t know how such a kind hearted soul could be a daughter of the god of war.

“y/n! come here, i need you to try this.”

you pulled away from your sister, a smile mirrored back to you as you got up back to the kitchen. you tried the treat, giving your friend your review, giggles filling the room. for the next hour or so, you got the dining pavilion ready alongside the other campers for luke’s surprise. 

after everything was ready, you knocked at his cabin door. your lips formed a dizzy smile, arm interlinked with his. 

“so.. about the cake.”

“you’ll have plenty of it later, trust me.”

you giggled, grabbing your pink sleeping mask from your pocket and put it over his eyes. you led him over to the pavilion, pulling the blindfold off to reveal the brightly decorated pavilion.

“happy birthday, luke.”

you grin, gently rubbing his back. you watched as luke blew out the big 1 and 9 you had placed on the cake, more giggles leaving your lips; engulfing you in a tight hug. clarisse’s gaze was fixed on you and luke as the rest of the campers chattered, understanding that you’d never be like her comforted her soul. she’d have a sister to lean on in bad times and in good. she ran up to you both, hugging you both. 

celebrations went on, luke impressed by all the set up, which led you to receive a (in his words) well deserved kiss to thank you.