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Yandere!apollo

Vitamin D | the sun needs to shine on something.

• Honestly, you were a nobody to him. Just another admirer who worshipped the ground he walked on.

• And not to mention. You were born without any special titles too. What makes you think he'd waste his time on you?

Imagine your F/O surprises you when you come home, with tickets to your favourite movie, or tickets to see your favourite band!

#f/o imagines #imagine #selfshipping #selfship community #self ship #self shipper #f/os #apollo imagines

HI... I love your Apollo x reader so bad I'm crying aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. Can you make another Apollo X Reader where reader is like going on a quest w Percy and reader got wounded and Apollo who have a crush on reader but pretends that he doesn't have a crush on reader get super worried and like confessed to reader uwu. I'm sorry if it's confusing, anyway LOVE YOU

HI! Thank you so much for reading and requesting this, I really hope you love it!

pairings: Apollo X Reader | Percy Jackson X Reader (platonic)

warnings: near-death experience

You were having a wonderful day. The sky was clear, not a cloud in sight, there was a nice slight breeze flying by, the strawberries were growing nicely, everyone seems to be in a great mood, nothing could ruin your day. Or so you thought. When you arrived at your cabin, you spotted your best friend since middle school, Percy Jackson. You both arrived together at camp all those years ago and have been by each other’s side since. But from the smile on his face, you knew he was about to ask for something.

“Wanna go on a quest?” He smiled as you stopped by the steps of your cabin.

You crossed your arms over your chest, “Wow. Hey Y/n, how are you today? Oh! Hey, Percy! I was having such a great day, thanks for asking.”

He dramatically rolled his eyes, “Hey Y/n, I’m so happy you had a great day. Wanna go on a quest with me?”

“Sure, what are we doing?” You asked going up the steps of your cabin, heading to the door.

“Hermes is down so Demeter wants us to give Persephone something.” He held up a small wrapped package.

That doesn’t sound very hard. This quest could very possibly only be a day or two long.

“Alright. Give me a minute to pack.”

You entered your cabin and went straight to your bunk. Grabbing your bag from the trunk by your bed, you quickly started to shove in your quest essentials: your extra toothbrush, toothpaste, clothes, deodorant, drachmas, money, and your emergency dagger that y/g/p gave to you on your sixteenth birthday. After you close your bag, you put it on just as the door was opened. You turned to see your little sister, Ginger, walking in, with a bright red face and goofy smile.

You smiled at her, “What’s with the smile Ginger?”

She giggled as she rushed over to hug you. You bent down and caught her in your arms, picking her up and tightly hugging her.

“Apollo is outside and he says I look radiate.” She giggled.

Apollo is outside? Well, that’s not really shocking. Ever since his punishment ended he has been visiting Camp more often and hanging out with his children. You would be a liar if you said you hadn’t fallen for the sun god. How could you not? During his time as a mortal, you realized your crush on him. He had unquestionably grown as a person and it made your heart flutter whenever you two would hang out together. Part of you selfishly wanted him to remain mortal so the two of you could be together, but you accept the fact that he probably only saw you as a close friend. Apollo has been hanging around some of the other campers lately and has become a bit distant.

Placing Ginger down, you ruffled her curly brown hair, “He’s a bit too old for you Gin, like a couple of centuries too old. I don’t think y/g/n is gonna approve of that.” She playfully rolled her eyes, unraveling herself from your hold.

“He’s talking to Percy outside. He told me to tell you to hurry up.” She skipped away further into the cabin.

Walking to the door, you stop about a foot away from it and fixed your clothes, and smoothed your hair out with your hands. You hoped that Aphrodite would give you a quick blessing before opening the door and stepping out, seeing Percy and Apollo speaking to each other on the steps of your cabin.

“Morning Apollo!” You smiled as they both turned to look at you.

“Morning Flower! Are you going somewhere?” He asked motioning to your bag.

You nodded, “Yup, I’m going with Percy to giving something to Persephone.”

He gave Percy a look, it almost looked judgemental to you. Why would he give Percy that type of look?

“Did you ask her to go with you?” He questioned Percy, in an off-putting tone.

“Uh-yeah. Persephone likes y/n. I figured bringing y/n along would make Persephone happy.” Percy shrugged.

“Why would you care if he asked me?” You defensively asked, crossing your arms over your chest.

He looked at you again, opening and closing his mouth, trying to formulate an excuse.

“I-I-I didn’t-I didn’t mean it like that!”

“Yeah whatever,” you scoffed, “come on Perc. Let’s get this over with.”

You grabbed Percy by his arm and dragged him away from the bumbling God who was yelling out apologies. How dare he even ask something like that? You helped save Olympus for crying out loud! If saving Olympus wasn’t good enough for him, you were going to show just how well you could handle yourself on a quest. Here you were thinking that he had changed into a better person/god.

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The train cart was quiet as it went to its destination, Washington D.C. Why Persephone was there was beyond you, but you couldn’t wait to see your old friend. Percy sat in the seat across from you, staring out the window. He had been quiet since you left the camp. You assumed he was letting you cool down.

“He didn’t mean it that way, ya know.”

You looked at your best friend. He was still staring out of the window, arms loosely folded across his chest.

“But why would he even ask that? Like-I helped save Olympus for crying out loud. Does he not think I can handle doing a quest?”

Percy chuckled as he shook his head, a smile on his face, “You’re so blind.”

You scoffed, “Blind about what? He’s an asshole.”

“Y/n, he has a crush on you.”

You stared at Percy in shock. He what? Apollo has a crush on you?

“Apollo has had a crush on you since his punishment. You never noticed how he would literally agree with everything you would say, laugh a little too hard at your non-funny jokes, and wanted to hang out with you every second of the day?”

You had to think about that. Honestly, you didn’t see it as him wanting to be closer to you because he liked you. It just felt as if he just wanted to be around someone he was familiar with. Him having a crush on you was the last thing you expected.

“Look, he told me to give this to you when you’re in a better mood. Apollo can be an idiot, but I can tell that he wants to make things better with you.”

Percy handed you a folded up piece of paper. You slowly took the piece of paper and looked at it. Your name had been written on the top in elegant cursive writing. Glancing up at Percy, you see him leaned back on his seat, eyes closed, getting comfortable in the seat to take a quick nap. Looking back down at the folded note, you open it up and see many attempts at haikus filling the page. Many of them were crossed out, and some were unfinished with self ridiculing comments written around them. Why would he send you a page filled with unfinished haikus? You turned the page and saw that he had another unfinished haiku written, but this one was different. It had arrows pointing towards it and little hearts and stars surrounding it.

‘Little Flower

My little flower

Blooms under the starry night sky

And that’s all I have…’

Your face felt hot as you reread the title and unfinished haiku. As far as you knew, you were the only person that Apollo called ‘flower’ and he had never called you his little flower. Maybe he did have a crush on you.

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The beginning half of the quest had gone well. It took you a minute to regain yourself from the discovery, but you had to put it aside to focus on the quest. You swore to yourself that you would speak to Apollo as soon as you got to Camp again.

After delivering the package to Persephone, she asked for you both to take her young demigod son Timothy with you to Camp. Taking Timothy with you, both of you heightened your awareness. The most powerful son of Poseidon, the child of y/g/p, and the young son of Persephone was a bright neon sign calling out to monsters to come eat them. That’s how you got into this situation, running away from five echidnas and two harpies who were hot on your trail. You held little Timothy in your arms as you ran through the woods, ducking and jumping over tree branches, heading to Camp. Percy ran beside you, trying his best to block any attacks from hitting you or Timothy. Once you saw the border guards, you began to scream at them for help.

“Help!” The two closest guards jumped at the sound of your panicked voice and immediately ran over to help out.

“You’re mine child of y/g/p!”

Before you could cross the border, a searing pain came from near your left collar bone area and you watch as a spear came out through your body-your blood coating the tip of the spear. Timothy screamed in horror as you fell forward, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you fell unconscious. His tiny hands clutched your shirt as his screams drew the attention of other guards and campers passing by. One such camper being Will Solace, son of Apollo. Running up the hill, he stops when he sees the scene before him. You laid unresponsive on top of a small child who was screaming for help and a bloody spear stuck out through your body. He felt his blood turn cold as he prayed to every god and fates that you weren’t dead. He bolted to your side and carefully took Timothy out from under you, handing him off to another camper that came to help.

“Stay with me y/n.” He tried his best to put pressure on your wound but it wasn’t much help. He was going to need the big guns. His dad.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Nothing felt different. You slowly woke up without an ounce of pain rushing through your body. Your throat didn’t feel dry, your collar bone area didn’t hurt, and your head didn’t hurt either. Everything felt normal. Well, except for a strange presence laying between your legs. Carefully lifting your head, you look down at your legs and see a little body cuddled in between your legs. It was Timothy. He had a tight grip on the blanket covering you.

“You swore you would keep them safe Percy!”

You slowly turned your head to the loud voice and tried to focus your eyes on the two people standing by the door. It took a moment before your eyes adjusted and you saw Apollo and Percy.

“I tried! We can’t help it that monsters want to kill us Apollo, I let y/n run while I took them on. I thought they were safe.” Percy’s voice cracked as he defended himself.

“Well, they’re clearly not,” Apollo turned to point at you but he froze when he saw you staring right at him. “Y/n!”

He dried his tears and ran to your side, dropping down next to your cot. The god had more tears in his eyes, his once golden skin and breathtaking blue eyes were blotchy and dull. He gently grabbed hold of your hand closest to him while you laid your head back on the pillow.

“Do you like me?”

Of course, that is the first thing you ask after almost dying.

Apollo let out a laugh as he brought your hand up to his lips and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your hand. Tears ran down his blotchy red cheeks as he lovingly stared down at you.

“You’re seriously asking me that?” He asked.

“I need a solid answer-,”

Apollo kissed you. You were momentarily shocked but quickly reacted by kissing him back. You could’ve never dreamt of a kiss like this. Albeit a gentle kiss, you felt all of the passion and love he was putting into it. His kiss had you forgetting about the world around you and made you feel like you were his world, because to Apollo, you were just that. His world. His everything. The person he wanted to change for and give them the world.

When he heard Will’s prayers, he felt as though his entire world crumbled. He rushed down to the infirmary and did everything in his power to heal you. He couldn’t lose another love, especially if he could stop it. Blocking off anyone from going near you (except for Timothy. Apollo could bare to say no to his little puppy dog eyes), he acted as your bodyguard, monitoring you, feeding you nectar, telling you about his day, singing random hymns and jingles. He wasn’t going to lose you. Not before he even had you.

The kiss was short, but it gave you your answer. Apollo was head over heels in love with you and you felt the same way about him. Looking at the god, you saw a new set of fresh tears forming and him smiling down at you. You smiled back at him while reaching over and drying his eyes with the hand he had been holding.

“Can I tell you something?”

He frantically nodded his head while drying his face again with his hands, “You can tell me anything you want my little flower.”

You smiled, “The second line of your haiku had eight syllables.”

For a moment, you both stared at each other before erupting into loud laughter, only stopping when a tiny groan came from the sleeping toddler laying between your legs. You looked at Apollo, admiring him as he did the same to you. His little flower.

“Can I read you the updated version?” He asked, pulling something out of his pocket.

You excitedly nodded. He opened the folded piece and cleared his throat as his eyes scanned the paper,

“My little flower

Blooms under the starry sky

Calling me, her love.”

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Imagine Apollo knowing already you were pregnant before you tell him

https://aleped95.wordpress.com/2018/11/23/imagine-apollo-knowing-already-you-were-pregnant-before-you-tell-him/

#Greek Mythology #greek mythology imagines #imagines #greek gods imagines #greek gods x reader #greek gods #apollo #apollo imagines #apollo x reader #apollo x pregnant reader

apollo / lester papadopolous imagine | you comfort him and he kisses you

[AN: SORRY I’VE NOT UPDATED IN SO LONG! IF YOU’RE WAITING FOR AN IMAGINE, THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT. I’VE ALSO NEVER READ THESE BOOKS SO THIS MIGHT BE RUBBISH, APOLOGIES. OH, AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!]

MASTERLIST | REQUESTS [CLOSED UNLESS YOU ASK FOR CHRIS EVANS BC I HAVE ALL OF THE FEELS RN]

words: 750+

warnings: none

prompt: [requested via wattpad] Yeah) So, Apollo is really broken, he used to be a god, a sun god, and now he is just a human, just mortal being. Then y/n helps him to get through, and then y/n says: "You are like a brother to me." And Apollo shyly says "I don't want to be." And kisses y/n. I guess? ;}}

“Okay, so what are we watching? Dirty Dancing? Grease? Or it doesn’t have to be romance. We have comedy, thriller—“

“You choose,” Apollo interrupted as though he had grown bored of hearing you talk. You twisted around from where you knelt in front of the pile of DVDs, frowning at his solemn expression.

“If you don’t want to watch a movie, we can do something else. Go for a walk, get pizza—“

Again, he cut you off, crossing his arms and slouching onto the couch. “Whatever, [Y/N]. I really don’t care.”

Now you were beginning to feel hurt, and you stood up, brushing down your jeans awkwardly. “Did you not want to hang out tonight? ‘Cos I can go…”

“No, don’t go,” he said a little too quickly. If you were paying attention, you might have seen him blush. “Sorry, I’m just … not myself. Put Dirty Dancing on.”

You didn’t obey, instead sitting on the couch beside him and looking at him intently. “What’s up?”

He sighed, lowering his eyes so that his eyelashes formed crescent moons against his cheekbones. Now more than ever you believed he had once been a god, and you had to ignore the urge to brush a strand of his hair from his face.

“I’m fine, really.”

“No, you're not. You know you can talk to me, whatever it is. You don’t have to be alone. You don’t have to lie to me,” you said softly.

He seemed angry all of a sudden, and he stood up, pacing the room as though he couldn’t bear to stay still. “You want me to talk about it?”

You nodded, frowning. “Fine. Fine, let’s talk about how I used to be a god. I used to matter. I used to be important, and powerful, I used to have a life I wanted, and now what?”

“You still matter,” you breathed, taken aback. “Lester, you’re still important.”

“Lester,” he scoffed in disgust. “My name didn’t used to be Lester. It was Apollo. Have you already forgotten?”

“No. I just—I thought you were managing. I thought you were alright. I didn’t know—“

“I used to be a god!” he repeated again, this time shouting so loudly that you flinched. He turned to face the mirror in front of him and scowled. “Now I have nothing. Now I am nothing. I’m just a mortal.”

“Just a mortal?” you questioned, trying to disguise how much his words hurt you. “Like me, you mean. I’m mortal, Apollo. Do I not matter?”

“I didn’t mean that.” He shook his head, turning away from his reflection so that he could face you. When he did, you almost wished he hadn’t. He looked broken, as though he could barely hold himself up. “You just … You don’t know what it’s like to fall from so far a height. You have always been mortal. I haven’t. I have lost everything I was, and all that I’m left with is this.” He motioned around himself sadly, and your expression softened.

“Apollo, you’re still the god you used to be. That can’t be taken from you. I still see you as a god. I still think you matter, and that you’re important. You will never be just a mortal, not to me.” You stood up and clutched his hands, meeting his eyes. “Okay?”

He nodded, relaxing as you traced the pad of your thumb against his skin.

“You mean that?”

“Yes, I mean it. You’re like a brother to me. God or no god, I still think you’re perfect.”

He looked down at your entwined hands, seeming defeated. “What if I don’t want to be like a brother to you?”

“What?”

“What if I want more?” he whispered, and then he was leaning in towards you, his breath fanning against your face. “What if I want this?”

He kissed you, and it was filled with a timid gentleness that you couldn’t help but melt into. It was the last thing you were expecting; you had only said he was like a brother to you because you’d lost hope of anything more long ago, but now it seemed he wanted this as much as you always had.

When he pulled away, you smiled. “Not bad for just a mortal.”

He laughed. “Thought you still saw me as a god.”

He wasn’t wrong.

Participating in kids party games

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Host : "now! Who can bring me....a mother!"

*Apollo immediately rushing and carrying (Name) to the front*

(Name) : "What the-?! I'm not a mom!"

Host : "Are you sure that's a mother, handsome sir?"

Apollo, leaning to the mic : "Future mother"

(Name) : "😧"

Host : "🧍"

Guests : "😧"

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I got this idea after attending a birthday party. So yes original idea by me, that's why it's kinda rusty.

I'm also Gonna be making a Pervy apollo series! See y'all soon!⚠️

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Imagine you walk into your home and your F/O greets you. They proceed to sing your favourite song while playing an instrument

#selfshipping #selfship community #self shipper #self ship #fictional other #f/o community #f/o imagines #apollo imagines

Heartbreak (Apollo X Reader)

A/N: Idk who hurt me enough to write this, so here’s some sad Percy Jackson stuff. I’ve been wanting to reread the series so I might be doing some more PJO writings.

Knowingly getting together with a god just calls for heartbreak. Knowingly getting together with a god, as a demigod, that just calls for trouble. It’s a forbidden love that should be avoided at all costs, but damn it, Apollo was just worth taking the risk.

Lord Apollo stole your heart the very second your eyes landed on him. He sent you a dazzling smile that sealed the deal. He was going to be yours, and no one can stop you. After continuous flirting for 3 weeks, he was yours. He asked you out on a trip to the movies and ended it with a hilarious night of karaoke.

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