Altalune

🍋🌿 She/They

[effervescent-fool]

ive never been able to take "climb him like a tree" as a sexual innuendo seriously because i picture climbing a tree in my mind and then i picture a tall man in my mind and when i put those two things together im not seeing anything sexual. im seeing like. circus tricks.

[beautysamour]

kenji x f!reader

okay so basically, the reader escaped from sector 45 and she ends up at Omega Point. (She has the ability to create force fields) When Kenji finally sees her for the first time and ends up falling for her.

So to sum it all up; Kenji crushing on the reader and trying to not make it obvious but failing.

Thanks!! BTW take your time writing this. Ilysm!!<33

- ❤

Nonsense

✧ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: kenji kishimoto x reader

✧ 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: kenji kishimoto, castle, adam kent

✧ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: In which you were able to escape sector 45, but not all the people.

✧ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: some cursing, some spoilers for the first book.

✧ 𝐚/𝐧: implied to be set during the second book. i wasn’t sure if you wanted them to end up together at the end, but if you did— tell me and I’ll write a part two! sorry for the long wait! ilyt ❤️ anon <33

You’re sitting on the floor tucked into one of the corners in your room with the moonlight being your only source of light.

You try to shake away the memory of a kid crying at seeing their dead parents, at the feelings of guilt that had formed in the pit of your stomach for not being able to save them which as a result, hurt the kid more than any kind of physical pain could.

You were no stranger to death, hell, you were one of the people always on the battlefield while you were at sector 45 for you were their “shield and trap” as Kent put it.

You were responsible for shielding the soldiers, to create a barrier around them when multiple enemies surrounded them; often having the attacks reflect back to the enemy. As for being called a trap, you were often ordered to create a barrier around an enemy to contain them in one place.

It was the most frequent solution used for capturing enemies, and knowing that- having those memories only made you feel worse, what good is your gift, as Castle liked to call it, if you couldn’t even protect the people who needed your protection?

What good is it if you used it to protect those loyal to the reestablishment and not innocent civilians?

Looking up at the moon you let out a sigh and pushed yourself up off of the ground. You grabbed the hems of the bedsheets and tugged them upwards as you kicked your shoes off of your feet before collapsing on the bed.

You pulled the sheets over your body and closed your eyes, trying to envision the moon to push out the glimpses of the crying child.

“Good night,” you whispered out to no one in particular. Maybe you subconsciously said it to the kid, as an apology of some sort.

The last thing that was on your mind before the tiredness fully took over was the delusional hope of being able to start over.

✩ ✩

“Life is full of choices, no one ever mentions fear,” Anastasia sang through the television screen in front of you as you ate the last few portions of your breakfast.

“Mama, who’s that,” you heard from behind you, you paused your movements for a second waiting to see how the mom would respond; ready to flee the dining area if necessary.

The mom hushed the child, “A new person, lets not bother them,” the sounds of receding footprints gave you a sense of relief as you refocused on your breakfast and the singing of the cartoon character.

You weren’t worried about being “turned in” or anything of that sort, you doubt that anyone from the Reestablishment was acting as a mole so there would be no one to drag you back to that place.

Suddenly your brain sent panic waves down your spine as a foreboding feeling took over your senses; telling you that there was someone to close for comfort. Out of instinct, a thin force field surrounded your body- if this person meant any harm, they’d have to have a power that allowed them to deactivate yours.

You took in a sharp breath as you heard your last name come from behind you.

A few seconds passed before you took another breath; hoping that the person behind you would think they got the wrong person, but all they did was circle around your table and take a seat in front of you.

“The hell are you doing here,” he said, his tone not allowing you to fool yourself into thinking he’d leave without an answer.

“Kent,” you began, “didn’t expect to see you here,” you said as you gave him a blank stare.

“Yeah,” he scoffed out, “didn’t expect to see you here either,” he straightened his back as he leaned forward on the table between you two, his brows furrowed as he sarcastically tilts his head.

“How did you find this place,” he kept his gaze strictly on yours.

“Oh you know, went for the usual 5 pm scenery walk and found myself here,” the corners of your lips slightly curved up as you gave him a fake innocent smile before you dropped it not a second later, rolling your eyes and you looked away from him.

The man let out a noise akin to a scoff before speaking again, “I’m not here to turn you in, I have no gain in doing that. I just-,”

“Yeah, we’d all be publicly shot by Warner no doubt.”

He let out a sigh this time before speaking once again, “Because I owe you my life,”

“Everyone in the Reestablishment owes me their life,” you cut him off; your tone quickly turning bitter as you thought about what you did for them.

“Because I owe you my life,” he says again, “I won’t make a scene big enough to catch everyone’s attention, but,” he grabbed your arm causing you to snap your head back towards his direction; eyes slightly widening, “we do have to talk.”

You found yourself not being able to speak, your throat drying up as your body felt like it was short circuiting. You looked to where he was grip was on your arm.

You never disabled the force field you put around your body.

“How did you do that.”

He let go of his grip on your arm and stood up, “Like I said, we have to talk.”

✩ ✩

“When you said “we” Kent, I didn’t think you’d mean me, you, and the leaders of Omega Point.”

“Yeah well, better safe than sorry,” Kent pushed you through the door, his hand still wrapped around your wrist to which you try to shove off.

“Again, how the hell can you touch me?!”

He tightened he grip on your wrist, “I’m about to tell you— just stay quiet for a few minutes!”

“I don’t take orders from you anymore, Kent-“

“Uh, hey, can you guys stop shoving each other for a sec?”

You looked at the new person standing next to Castle’ desk. All his clothing pieces were black and subtle fitted around his body to show off his muscles, his hair color the same. Observing him effectively made you stop struggling against Kent’ grip.

“Has the ability to cooperate, check.” The new guy leaned forward reaching a hand out, “Kenji.”

Castle cleared his throat, “So,” he began. You looked at the hand “Kenji” reached out to you with furrowed brows. What was he doing?

Next to you, Kent cringed at the sight before roughly tugging you closer to Castle.

“What brings you here, with her,” Castle gave you a small smile, “She came in yesterday.”

Kent heavily breathed as he tugged you in front of him and threw your wrist out of his hands, “Have you done a background check on her? She’s from Sector 45, a soldier.”

The room was silent for a few moments, your expression blank as you looked at the same expression found on Castle.

Before, you weren’t worried about getting turned in because you didn’t think there were any spies around that would notify your higher ups. Not much changed from then to now, Kent seems quite content with this place. He probably ran away too, so even if he did turn you in, Warner would find him too.

You internally sighed, you didn’t care if you got kicked out of here. You’d find an abandoned place and force yourself to survive, but even with that in mind this place did seem nice. You’d like to stay especially after finding out that not only did you have a “gift” but there were others too?

Seems fun.

Castle pushed his chair out from the desk, standing up to walk around it and sit on the edge— now eye to eye with you.

“She was known as our shield-“

Castle raised a hand, “And trap,” he tilted his head to Kent, “I know, Kent. I also know that she came here asking for refuge and help, the first step to change,” he tilted his head back to you, another small smile on his face, “And that she’s one of us now.”

Skeptical as always, Kent glanced back and forth between you and Castle before averting his gaze to Kenji, who only shrugged and motioned for him to back off and a give you some space ad he was right behind you.

Kent let out a sigh as he took a step back, “And if she’s just on a mission?”

The smile on Castle’ face disappeared as he looked back at him, “If you’re so worried, I can have Kenji look after her.”

Kenji, who was standing at the side this entire conversation, suddenly popped up right next to Castle, “Won’t have to worry about a thing as long as she’s with me.” He gave Kent a fake smile before turning back to Castle seemingly waiting for further orders.

Kent scoffed, “Yeah, ok. As long as someone’s watching her.”

“Wonderful,” Castle replied; his smile returning, “Kenji, go escort Y/N to wherever she’ll be going—“

“Wait,” your gaze jumped to all three of the guys as you take a step back, “So you say that I’m one of you but then you put a cop on me?”

“Sweetheart, I’m not a cop—“

You point a finger at Kent as you keep eye contact with Castle, your temper rising along with the volume of your voice, “Just because he doesn’t trust me? He’s done more harm during his time at the Reestablishment then I ever could!”

Your temper only rises when you feel Kent’ hand on your shoulder, “Calm down—“

You whip your arm back, aggressively pushing his hand off of you, “I already told you Kent,” you bark out, “I don’t take orders from you anymore.”

You scoff at his widened eyes before walking out the room, leaving the three men alone.

“She’s upset.”

“Yeah, thank you Adam,” Kenji said with fake sweetness in his voice, “What would we ever do without you?”

“Shut up.”

“Kenji,” Castle interrupted not looking at either of them but at the door instead, “Go after her, she’s still under your supervision but not for Kent’ reasoning. I need you to help her feel comfortable here, I fear we might’ve given ourselves a bed rep to her.”

Kenji snorted, “Kinda? Alright, well I’ll make sure to keep an eye on her.”

Before Kenji could fully walk past Adam, he called out his name causing Kenji to turn back around, “What?”

He leaned forward reaching a hand out, mocking Kenji’ previous movements, “”Kenji.” What was that about?”

Kenji rolled his eyes before slapping his hand away, “Just proper etiquette, something you aren’t educated on.”

“What—“

“Kenji,” Castle interrupted again, a stifled smile on his face, “Go after her.”

Kenji nodded and turned on his heel, not bothering to say acknowledge Adam on his way out, “I’ll be back later today.”

✩ ✩

You paced around your room mumbling profanities under your breath, “Who does he think he is, he wasn’t even my boss!”

You rubbed the wrist that Kent had his grip on, “The audacity to drag me through these halls and say that I’m a threat. And all I ever did was protect— those fuckers literally called my “shield and—“

“Hey, uh, it’s Kenji,” he knocked on your door, “Want to get something to eat?”

“No,” you yelled back, “I promise you, I’m not a threat.” You took a step getting ready to start pacing around your room again before Kenji continued speaking.

“I’m not here to spy on you, I don’t take orders from Kent either. Just hungry and have no one else to eat with.”

You cursed the part of you that was telling you to go with him, at least you wouldn’t be eating alone having it be a perfect chance for Kent to pop in and try to drag you to Castle’ office again.

With a sigh you give in and open your door revealing Kenji who was leaning against your doorframe, “Oh— hey.”

He pushed himself off the doorframe and cleared his throat, “Almost started to think you were ignoring me.”

Not that he’d care if you were, he was just glad to know that you weren’t resistant to his charms— not that it would matter anyways.

You close the door as you walk out the room. You turned to face Kenji, subconsciously batting your lashes at him, “I mean you are just here to see if I was sent here by the Reestablishment…”

Kenji began to walk, you following right by his side, “I told you already, I’m not going to do that. I don’t take orders from Kent.”

“Castle was the one who really made the order though.”

“Yeah, well, I only follow orders that don’t start with Kent’ opinion.”

You snicker at his words, “Well that’s good to know.”

“So, what’s your thing?” He pivoted into the cafeteria, right on step with your pivot.

“My what?”

“Your thing,” he passed you a tray as you two stepped into the line, “Like Repunzel and her hair, you know?”

“Oh. I can create forcefields.”

“Ohh, so that’s why they call you—“

“Yeah,” you interrupted as you didn’t feel like hearing the nickname right now, “Can use it as to protect and attack, thank you, that’s why they kept me for so long.”

Kenji looked at you as you spoke, noting the way your hair moved as you spoke and the way your eyes looked under the kitchen light.

He was only looking because he was an observant person. That’s all.

It wasn’t until you looked at him with confused eyes that he snapped back into reality. He tried to remember the last thing you said— he swore he was listening— but the way your lips were moving was so distracting, even now as you opened them to start speaking, “Oh, sorry,” Kenji looked away from you, that’s why they kept me for so long, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You shook your head, “It’s fine, there’s far more interesting things to talk about.”

“I’m sure anything would be interesting to listen to as long as it’s coming from you.”

You and the lunch worker in front of you two looked at Kenji with widened eyes. “Thank…you?”

“Kenji,” gasped the worker catching Kenji’ attention, “I knew you were bold but I didn’t think you were that bold, thought you’d just keep staring at her with those puppy eyes! Congrats! I hope it goes well,” the worker says as they fill Kenji’ tray with food.

The worker averted their gaze to you, “Don’t worry miss, he’s a good catch.” The worker sent you a wink before shooing the both of you away.

The both of you awkwardly stood there for a few seconds, Kenji wondering if you’d take all that to heart, and you waiting for him to bring up finding a table.

Finally he did, “Anyways, let’s find a table?”

“Yeah.”

✩ ✩

“You can turn invisible? How did you even figure that out?”

Kenji almost laughed at your curiosity, it was cute,“Well how random was it when you found out you could create force fields?”

“Actually it wasn’t that random, happened while I was trying to protect someone.”

“I see. I found out on a random day during my childhood.”

You raised a brow at his confession, “That’s hilarious.”

The image of a younger Kenji walking through his house, unknowing of the fact that he’s gone invisible, and speaking to one of his parents who would freak out at the fact that they could hear their son but not see him was enough to make you want to laugh.

“Hilarious?” Kenji leaned closer to you as he rested his arms on top of the table, “It was terrifying.”

“I bet it was, especially since you wouldn’t have known how to turn visible again,” you pushed your tray forward finally finishing your food, “So, what movies do you like?”

“Interesting change of topic,” he picked up your tray and set it on top of his, “My personal favorite is Tangled.”

“Shut up, there is no way—“

“I know right! Best piece of fiction in all of literature.” Kenji said cutting you off thinking you were going to agree with him—

“—You like that Anastasia romance knock-off?”

“Excuse me?” Kenji raised an offended brow at you, there is no way you just compared the magnificent romance between Flynn Rider and Rapunzel to that.

“Anastasia is much better.”

“Ok, first of all— you’re wrong— second, did you just call Flynn and Rapunzel’ love story a knock-off?”

You scoffed feeling petty, “Yes. A con man that helps a lost princess get to a destination and they end up falling in love and have a big miscommunication arc but ultimately ends with them getting together? Anastasia and Dimitri are what Flynn and Rapunzel wish they could be.”

Kenji dramatically gasped, “Take that back.”

You turned your head, chin up and eyes closed, “No.”

You stayed like that for a few moments before breaking character, laughing at the fact that you were arguing with someone because of your undying love for another fictional couple.

It didn’t take long for Kenji to break is protective Rapunzel nature, he knew it would break as soon as he heard your laugh.

As much as it made him cringe to admit— not only because you only just met but because he never thought he’d say this— but he liked the sound of your laugh. It sounded like music to his ears, as much as that hurt him to admit this early.

The moment is cut short when a worker yells at you both, “Hey! Lovebirds! It’s dark outside, lunch and dinner both ended already— get a room before you start making out on the table.”

The worker, much grumpier than the other one who served the food, grumbled words that formed sentences saying that “youths are so annoying.” “young love is so outdated.” and “what’s next, he’s gonna buy her flowers and gummy bears too?”

Like before you didn’t think much of it, laughing as you found the misunderstanding funny. You expected Kenji to laugh too, to find the situation funny as well. Instead you were met with the sight of his hand over his mouth trying to cover the rest of his heated face, failing to realize that his ears were also flushed.

You were about to ask if he was ok, but then he picked up the trays and handed them to another worker. His posture stiffened when he got another teasing comment from said worker before walking back to you.

He cleared his throat before speaking, “It is late now, I’ll walk you back to your room.”

You smiled, “Ok, thank you.”

“You know what I just realized,” you say as you walk out the cafeteria.

“Hmm?”

“Kent never told me why he was able to touch me while I had a force field off.”

“Oh, his thing is being able to deactivate others gifts. I know, dick gift.”

You groaned, “What the hell that’s so annoying.”

Kenji chuckled, “Yeah, perfect for a guy like him.”

The rest of the walk back was quiet, Kenji most likely in deep thought, and you who was comfortable with the silence. When you reached your room you didn’t go in right away, you turned to Kenji waiting to see if he said something to say.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I actually look forward to that now.”

He snickered as you gave him a smug smile, he was glad you felt somewhat comfortable with him now, “For the record, Rapunzel and Flynn are not a rip off of your Princess and con man.”

You snorted at the irony, “Whatever helps you sleep at night.”

“Oh it sure well.”

“Ok, ok. Good night.”

Kenji gave you a smile and a nod before turning around getting ready to walk back to his own quarters, “Wait.”

Kenji turned around immediately, brows raised.

You looked down at your feet suddenly feeling shy, “You’re cute too by the way.”

You didn’t wait for a response, immediately shutting the door and running into the furthest corner in your room— what the hell was that?!

Outside of your room, Kenji stared at your closed door dumbfounded. It’s only when he realizes how creepy it would be to find him standing in front of your room does he snap out of it.

He walks to his own quarters with flushed ears and cheeks.

[ford4bi]

BF TEXTS WITH KATSUKI!

when the fiery, explosive boy falls in love with you.

incl ; katsuki bakugou x gn!reader, established relationship, all smau, fluff, dates don’t matter but timestamps do

a/n: hopefully this is fun to read :P got inspired by stuff i saw on tiktok, youtube, etc. and i want to write moreee

© ford4bi all rights reserved. please do not repost my work.

[mawofthemagnetar]

What do you mean “chat” is now referring to ChatGPT and not twitch chat? What? What? What the fuck? No?

When I address chat I am speaking to a presumed Greek chorus of real human people shitposting on their lunch break, not a machine that devours lakes to covert electricity into slop.

[1000-life-hacks]

[archeologist-prophet]

Lovely to see we have spaces where you can gain access to so much literature!

[hag-o-hags]

Don't sleep on @queerliblib the Queer Liberation Library for all your queer Libby needs!

[tofutomato]

you gotta read, you gotta write, you gotta draw, you gotta watch films and shows. there is literally NO time to be employed

[ambergrief]

me when i log onto www.youtube.con

[messsssmer]

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

[fireknightqueelign]

thy mother

[messsssmer]

Art thou for fucking real

[mayhem-k]

Can someone help me find this one fic on quotev.

English is not my first language so bear with me please🙏

The fic is a Bnha x Obey me x Reader

The title is SWEET TREAT

The reader gets isekia into the body of a small girl who's bleeding to death, when suddenly a figure of a man, Lucifer, emerge from the darkness and approach her and made some sort of a deal with her and gave her his blood to survive.

The reader survive and grow up, she would later on become a student in the UA and be part of class 1A.

Later on the story, the Reader get summoned on Devildom, where she meets Diavolo this is where Diavolo would tell Reader and Lucifer that due to Lucifer giving Reader his blood, she's now his daughter.

Much much later on, the Hero commission hates her and wants her dead, the Heaven hates her and wants her dead. So now her classmates/friends, Aizawa and the Lov works together to keep her safe, hiding her from the Hero commission and heavenly beings.

It turns out that the Reader is so close to achieving being a God and she only need one more recognition/awakening(I think?) and its the human recognition/awakening. To achieve this one person soul must recognize/awaken her but they will die, she can use her own soul but she will forget everything and here's the twist, her body have two soul one is hers and the other is original owner of the body.

The Original owner would tell her that's there's a lot of timeline where the Reader never isekai in her body, where she would survive her death thanks to Lucifer, she told the reader that she would always be forgotten and she can't achieve what Reader have achieved, she later on use her soul to awaken the Reader.

It then cuts to Satan's POV where he have a monologue inside his head, saying how he can't relate to his brothers grief for Lilith and now he can(him and the Reader are considered siblings).

It then cuts to the class 1A and the lov looking for Reader and looking up and seeing a winged figure speeding past them. (The reader have wings and horns if I remember)

And thats where story left off.

[maveleina]

[messsssmer]

"Whimsy" is truly a wretched term. What maketh thee so carefree?

[fireknightqueelign]

thy mother

[messsssmer]

Art thou for fucking real

[maja-paja]

[kingpin-of-steel-act3]

[ihatenearlyeverything]

its ok theyre Gods lil helpers

[oatmealbrain]

And boy are they clumsy

[hydrangeafae]

Hi, these bees are babies! They’re not clumsy at all, this is what is called orientation flights. After birth and before beginning their careers as foragers (as all Honey bees cycle through all the jobs in the Hive throughout their lifespan), Honey bees take short flights back and forth, to and from the Hive, to orient themselves with their wings and their home so they can learn its location and how to get back home after foraging! Everyone has to learn, these are just smol little baby turkeys. Bees use the angle of the sun for location so adults have a better and more direct sense of location than any human

[polar-solstice]

IM SO PLEASED TO LEARN THIS!!!

They are just!!! Student drivers!!! 😭

[sindri42]

BONK!

[prixmellow]

pinterest (not mine)

[blondejellykitty]

₊♡ ˚⊹ wanna see something beautiful? ₊♡ ˚⊹

୨୧ jason grace x fem!reader ୨୧ A son of Zeus, and the daughter of Poseidon. Percy Jackson was sick of seeing his friend dancing around his sister. a/n: (1.2k words) reader is percy's sister but not described, i haven't read heroes of olympus in awhile, so might be a little ooc

Piper couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You're telling me, out of everyone at camp- at both camps. You decided to fall in love with Percy's sister?"

Leo shrugged from his seat facing away from the pair, still tinkering away at a project of his. "She's hot, like really hot. Trust me- I'd know" He joked, glanced over his grease smeared shoulder to his two friends.

Jason's blonde eyebrows furrowed together and his bottom lip jutted out into a soft pout, that on anyone else would've looked ridiculous but somehow made him look adorable.

"She's not hot. She's beautiful." Jason's voice was so sincere it made Piper wince, knowing what could happen when Percy found out.

Leo turned around and tilted his head at Jason, making his curls fall around his eyes. "That's what I said"

"No, you called her hot. That's too, I don't know, common? Overused? She’s beautiful, gorgeous. She's... Perfect" Jason waved his hand around, exasperated at his friend's inability to see what he saw.

Piper ran a hand through her choppy brunette hair and sighed. "Percy's gonna kill you? You do know that, right?"

Now it was Jason's turn to sigh, as if he held the world on his shoulders. "Probably. But... Piper, she's worth it. I mean, it's not like she'd let him kill me, right?"

Before Piper could answer, Leo let out a loud laugh. "Man, you're totally screwed" He finally got out, through his fits of laughter.

Jason's pout only deepened.

You leaned back enjoying the summer sun. The cool sea lapped against your ankles, where they dipped into the shallow sands.

Droplets of salt water flicked onto you as Percy shook his wet hair. You lightly rolled your eyes as he sat beside you, blocking out most of the sunlight.

You sat up slightly, as he looked at you with a goofy smile. He held out his hand and dropped a few seashells and a dark blue pearl. You quickly added it to the pile of goods he'd found in the ocean for you.

It had become a game between the two of you. When you came to camp it'd been a shock to both of you that you shared a godly parent, but Percy in his heroic fashion, was the best brother you could've hoped for.

So, when you mentioned your fear for the deep, dark ocean. Percy would venture down and show you the beautiful treasures that it held, and now even after years had gone by, you both still kept to the tradition.

"Thanks Perce" You happily mumbled, carefully placing them into the bag beside you.

After a comfortable moment of silence, Percy finished dragging his hand through the sand.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked as he wiped his hands on his shorts.

"Just did" You teased and he dramatically rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"What's up with you and Jason?" He questioned so casually, you felt your heart drop. It took everything in your body not to physically react.

"Uh, nothing? Like I don't know, we're friends... I guess" You stumbled through your sentence, making Percy raise an eyebrow at.

"I think he likes you more than a friend" He shrugged while looking at you trying to gauge your reaction.

You were thankful for the hot weather as your face heated. The silence that stretched over you both was telling. You fidgeted with the fabric of your bag.

"Even if you're technically cousins" Percy smirked as your head whipped towards him.

"That's not how it works" You glared at him without any real anger, which only made him laugh.

You rolled your eyes, with a pout.

Jason Grace wasn't a man who scared easily. But right now he was terrified. Training with Percy wasn't unusual, but today it was clear that Percy wasn't holding back.

After a deep slash to Jason's ribs causing him to lose his balance and hit the dusty ground, they called the match another win for the son of Poseidon.

Percy helped him up, grabbing his arm and hoisting him up off the dirt covered floor. But before he let go of his arm, he leaned in with such seriousness it sent fear down Jason's spine.

"I know you like my sister. Get your shit together, Grace. Don't keep her waiting, alright?" He patted Jason's shoulder and walked off without looking back.

Jason's eyes were wide, as he stood frozen holding his bleeding side. His heart was beating faster than any battle had ever made it. The stinging pain in his ribs was the only thing keeping him chained to reality.

He slowly began walking towards the infirmary when he saw you walking away from the lake. Your eyes caught his and he smiled at you, his new knowledge about your shared feelings made him blush.

Your brows furrowed together as you rushed over to him, your delicate hands on his arm. "What happened?" Concern filled your voice and for the briefest moment, Jason wondered what you meant.

"Sparring, don't worry about it" He tried to shrug but it pulled the wrong muscles, making him wince.

A frown tugged at your lips and he wanted nothing more than to fix it. "I am worried, Jase."

"It looks worse than it is" He muttered softly, trying to reassure you but it didn't seem to work.

"Well, it looks pretty bad." Your hand gently guided him towards the Infirmary. "C'mon, Will can fix it" You didn't exactly leave him with the ability to disagree as you walked with him towards said healer, not that he'd ever disagree with you.

After entering the infirmary and getting Will to heal him up, you seemed to be able to relax once again. Your shoulders slumped and your frown disappeared.

"Sorry I made you worry" Jason glanced up at you from his seat on the sterile white bed.

You tilted your head, looking at him with a shy smile. "It's alright. I don't like seeing you hurt."

Jason smiled. He wasn't sure anyone had ever said that to him before, something so simple yet so sweet. "I didn't like seeing you frown, especially because of me"

You breathily laughed, and shook your head. Your laugh got caught in your throat when you met his eyes, seeing the way he was looking at you. As if you're holding his very soul within your hands.

Jason glanced away for a moment, realizing he was caught. His fingers nervously drummed against the blankets beneath him as he hesitantly looked at you.

"Have you ever seen the celestial waterfalls?" He asked, eyes full of something akin to hope.

"No, I've never even heard of it" You answered, wondering where he was going with this.

"They're a set of waterfalls by Camp Jupiter. During the nighttime, the stars reflect off the clear water. It- It's beautiful." He spoke with wonder, as his mind supplied him with the fuzzy memory of the scene.

"It sounds like it." You tried to imagine the flowing water and the shining stars.

Jason nodded, swallowing hard. "Can I take you there? On a date?"

"I'd like that a lot" You whispered, not trusting your voice to hide the pure happiness you felt.

Jason's smile was almost as wide as yours.

[blondejellykitty]

₊♡ ˚⊹ wanna see something beautiful? ₊♡ ˚⊹

୨୧ jason grace x fem!reader ୨୧ A son of Zeus, and the daughter of Poseidon. Percy Jackson was sick of seeing his friend dancing around his sister. a/n: (1.2k words) reader is percy's sister but not described, i haven't read heroes of olympus in awhile, so might be a little ooc

Piper couldn't believe what she was hearing. "You're telling me, out of everyone at camp- at both camps. You decided to fall in love with Percy's sister?"

Leo shrugged from his seat facing away from the pair, still tinkering away at a project of his. "She's hot, like really hot. Trust me- I'd know" He joked, glanced over his grease smeared shoulder to his two friends.

Jason's blonde eyebrows furrowed together and his bottom lip jutted out into a soft pout, that on anyone else would've looked ridiculous but somehow made him look adorable.

"She's not hot. She's beautiful." Jason's voice was so sincere it made Piper wince, knowing what could happen when Percy found out.

Leo turned around and tilted his head at Jason, making his curls fall around his eyes. "That's what I said"

"No, you called her hot. That's too, I don't know, common? Overused? She’s beautiful, gorgeous. She's... Perfect" Jason waved his hand around, exasperated at his friend's inability to see what he saw.

Piper ran a hand through her choppy brunette hair and sighed. "Percy's gonna kill you? You do know that, right?"

Now it was Jason's turn to sigh, as if he held the world on his shoulders. "Probably. But... Piper, she's worth it. I mean, it's not like she'd let him kill me, right?"

Before Piper could answer, Leo let out a loud laugh. "Man, you're totally screwed" He finally got out, through his fits of laughter.

Jason's pout only deepened.

You leaned back enjoying the summer sun. The cool sea lapped against your ankles, where they dipped into the shallow sands.

Droplets of salt water flicked onto you as Percy shook his wet hair. You lightly rolled your eyes as he sat beside you, blocking out most of the sunlight.

You sat up slightly, as he looked at you with a goofy smile. He held out his hand and dropped a few seashells and a dark blue pearl. You quickly added it to the pile of goods he'd found in the ocean for you.

It had become a game between the two of you. When you came to camp it'd been a shock to both of you that you shared a godly parent, but Percy in his heroic fashion, was the best brother you could've hoped for.

So, when you mentioned your fear for the deep, dark ocean. Percy would venture down and show you the beautiful treasures that it held, and now even after years had gone by, you both still kept to the tradition.

"Thanks Perce" You happily mumbled, carefully placing them into the bag beside you.

After a comfortable moment of silence, Percy finished dragging his hand through the sand.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked as he wiped his hands on his shorts.

"Just did" You teased and he dramatically rolled his eyes, shaking his head.

"What's up with you and Jason?" He questioned so casually, you felt your heart drop. It took everything in your body not to physically react.

"Uh, nothing? Like I don't know, we're friends... I guess" You stumbled through your sentence, making Percy raise an eyebrow at.

"I think he likes you more than a friend" He shrugged while looking at you trying to gauge your reaction.

You were thankful for the hot weather as your face heated. The silence that stretched over you both was telling. You fidgeted with the fabric of your bag.

"Even if you're technically cousins" Percy smirked as your head whipped towards him.

"That's not how it works" You glared at him without any real anger, which only made him laugh.

You rolled your eyes, with a pout.

Jason Grace wasn't a man who scared easily. But right now he was terrified. Training with Percy wasn't unusual, but today it was clear that Percy wasn't holding back.

After a deep slash to Jason's ribs causing him to lose his balance and hit the dusty ground, they called the match another win for the son of Poseidon.

Percy helped him up, grabbing his arm and hoisting him up off the dirt covered floor. But before he let go of his arm, he leaned in with such seriousness it sent fear down Jason's spine.

"I know you like my sister. Get your shit together, Grace. Don't keep her waiting, alright?" He patted Jason's shoulder and walked off without looking back.

Jason's eyes were wide, as he stood frozen holding his bleeding side. His heart was beating faster than any battle had ever made it. The stinging pain in his ribs was the only thing keeping him chained to reality.

He slowly began walking towards the infirmary when he saw you walking away from the lake. Your eyes caught his and he smiled at you, his new knowledge about your shared feelings made him blush.

Your brows furrowed together as you rushed over to him, your delicate hands on his arm. "What happened?" Concern filled your voice and for the briefest moment, Jason wondered what you meant.

"Sparring, don't worry about it" He tried to shrug but it pulled the wrong muscles, making him wince.

A frown tugged at your lips and he wanted nothing more than to fix it. "I am worried, Jase."

"It looks worse than it is" He muttered softly, trying to reassure you but it didn't seem to work.

"Well, it looks pretty bad." Your hand gently guided him towards the Infirmary. "C'mon, Will can fix it" You didn't exactly leave him with the ability to disagree as you walked with him towards said healer, not that he'd ever disagree with you.

After entering the infirmary and getting Will to heal him up, you seemed to be able to relax once again. Your shoulders slumped and your frown disappeared.

"Sorry I made you worry" Jason glanced up at you from his seat on the sterile white bed.

You tilted your head, looking at him with a shy smile. "It's alright. I don't like seeing you hurt."

Jason smiled. He wasn't sure anyone had ever said that to him before, something so simple yet so sweet. "I didn't like seeing you frown, especially because of me"

You breathily laughed, and shook your head. Your laugh got caught in your throat when you met his eyes, seeing the way he was looking at you. As if you're holding his very soul within your hands.

Jason glanced away for a moment, realizing he was caught. His fingers nervously drummed against the blankets beneath him as he hesitantly looked at you.

"Have you ever seen the celestial waterfalls?" He asked, eyes full of something akin to hope.

"No, I've never even heard of it" You answered, wondering where he was going with this.

"They're a set of waterfalls by Camp Jupiter. During the nighttime, the stars reflect off the clear water. It- It's beautiful." He spoke with wonder, as his mind supplied him with the fuzzy memory of the scene.

"It sounds like it." You tried to imagine the flowing water and the shining stars.

Jason nodded, swallowing hard. "Can I take you there? On a date?"

"I'd like that a lot" You whispered, not trusting your voice to hide the pure happiness you felt.

Jason's smile was almost as wide as yours.

[maveleina]

i looked over the character profiles of the calore brothers to see if i can find anything new. . .

Cal's interest, hobbies and special skills are mainly physical things - like cycling, physical training, flying etc. - and it mentions how he finds himself most comfortable in military bases, barracks and areas where physical activity are commonplace

. . . whereas Maven doesn't enjoy engaging in physical activity at all / very rarely engages with it at all. Instead he finds himself more interested in the performing / fine arts part of things. The only thing that he interests himself in that he shares with his brother is endurance training.

It really shows just how different the two brothers were. . . Maven was more the type of guy to sit in his room and binge watch Game of Thrones while Cal was out making his motorcycles and tinkering with scrap metal 🙏