Sent From A Goddess (Demigod! Tom Holland x Demigod! Reader)
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poseidon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
A/N: In this series, Tom and (Y/N) are going to be 17 years old. If you haven’t finished reading Percy Jackson and the Olympians or The Heroes of Olympus then don’t read this.
Disclaimer: The idea of this fic is inspired by Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Most characters belong to his series, I do not own them in any way. The only thing that I own is the plot of the story. If you don’t understand this just ask me and I’ll make things clear.
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
Word Count: 1 203
A/N: I just realized that the timeline makes no sense in my story, so I am just going to clear things. (Y/N) and Tom are 17 years in 2018, so they are born in 2001. I made a mistake in the first chapter because I am horrible at math and didn’t know where I wanted this story to go just yet back then, so from now on they are born in 2001. BTW, sorry this was so late, I was just really busy and had really bad writer's block. I am planning on updating every week from now on.
*For the previous chapters check the tag sent from a goddess or my masterlist*
“Tommy, did you find the bracelet that turns into the sword?” (Y/N) asks Tom as she packs some clothes into her suitcase. Tom looks up from her laptop, which had been made by one of the campers so that it cannot be tracked by monsters, “Yeah, I had to ask Clarissa for it. I didn’t think she would give it to me, but surprisingly she did.” (Y/N) nods her head and continues to pack more of her stuff into her blue suitcase. “Here (Y/N/N), I got the money and drachmas. I got a little extra just in case you need it. Is there anything else you need me to get you?” Percy inquires while putting the wallet in her backpack. “Thanks. Yeah, could you get me my stuff in the bathroom, please?” asks (Y/N). “If it means more space in the bathroom then yeah. I will get right way for you little sis,” Percy tells her. “You know we were born on the same day right!” she calls after him. Tom chuckles from beside her, “Now, that you finished ordering your brother around, let me show you what I found.” (Y/N) finishes what she was doing and goes to sit beside Thomas on her bed. “What did you find Detective Holland?” she interrogates him. “Well Detective (Y/N), I think this might be about you. Look at this article that I found,” Tom turns the laptop towards her and she reads the title of the article.
Margret (Y/L/N), the heir of (Y/L/N) Enterprises, just gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl.
Below the title shows an adorable newborn baby, who was sleeping peacefully in a hospital bassinet. “That definitely looks like me when I was a baby,” (Y/N) whispers to Tom. “You were so cute as a baby what happened?” Percy teases from beside (Y/N) while looks over her shoulder. “She’s not cute anymore because she is now sweet and pretty,” Tom breathes under his breath. That made her cheeks heat up and made her feel so nervous. She looks away from him in a shy manner and continues to read the article. She had finished reading it when she said, “Can you book the next flight to LA?”
(Y/N) held a passport in her hand as she waited in line for check in with Tom. “Have you ever been on a plane before?” Tom inquires. “No, but once Sally was planning on taking Percy and me to Disney world. We never got to because she got busy at University, so we had to cancel the trip,” she replies. They finally got to the beginning of the line, checked in, and then went through the security check. After they went through all that process, Tom and (Y/N) found themselves sitting in the terminal waiting room, 3 hours before the plane was meant to take off. They talked for a while before Tom realized that they should have already been boarding the plane. “That’s strange. We should have already boarded the plane by now,” he ponders out loud to himself. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are sorry to inform you that flight 346 to Los Angeles has been delayed by 6 hours,” a voice says over the PA system. A wave of groans is heard throughout the terminal waiting room. (Y/N) looks around, “What should we do now?” Tom thinks for a little bit before he responds to her. “We could go get some food. I saw a Nando’s on our way over we could go get some.” (Y/N) had never tried Nando’s before, so why not? “I guess, I could try it,” she says as she starts grabbing her stuff.
“Can we please have medium spice half chicken, some pita bread, fries, olives, and two bottomless drinks?” Tom orders. The waiter nods his head and goes to place their order. “The medium spice chicken isn’t that spicy, is it?” (Y/N) questions with worry in her voice. Tom puts his hand on her shoulder in a reassuring way, “It’s not spicy. You will be okay.” Once the waiter places their food in front of them, they both dig right into the hot chicken. After she bites into the chicken, (Y/N) started fanning her mouth to show that whatever she just ate was spicy. Tom finishes chewing then starts laughing at his friend, “It’s not that spicy.” All she can do is glare at her friends as she continued to fan her mouth. “Can you please get me some milk?” (Y/N) requests to a waitress who is passing by. The waitress comes back with the milk and as soon as it was set on the table; (Y/N) grabs the milk and starts chugging the milk as fast as she can. Tom’s eyes widen in fear that she might drown in the milk, “Slow down, (Y/N/N), you might drown.” She set the empty glass of milk on the table and just continued to glare at Tom from across the table.
They had paid for their meal and decided that they were going to get some snacks from the convince store. “Aww, look how cute this stuffed bear is. It looks like Winnie the Pooh,” (Y/N) comments as she puts the bear back onto the shelf. She goes to get something else in another while, so she didn’t notice that Tom was standing behind her looking at the bear she had just put away. They both walked out of the store with their purchases. They found their back to the seats they had been sitting in before they went to go get their lunch. “I got some sprite, some kit-kat, pretzels, a donut, and some gum,” (Y/N) list as she pulls each item out like she is at a show and tell in Kindergarten. “Well I got a twinkie, which I’ve never tried, a box of Jaffa cake, Starbucks cold Frappuccino, and the stuffy you found adorable for you,” Tom list off just like (Y/N) did. She couldn’t have felt more excited and bashful at that moment. She had never felt butterflies in her stomach until that moment. “Aww, Tommy, that is so sweet. I think I am going to call him PJ for Winnie the Pooh Jr,” she says. She takes the adorable stuffy that he was handing her and gives him a peck on the cheek.
They still had three hours to kill, so they went back to having a nice conversation together. “I think I am going to take a little nap for a little bit,” (Y/N) informs Tom. She puts on her sweater and rests her head against his shoulder. She has only been asleep for a few minutes when Tom had decided to lay her head on his lap, so she can be more comfortable. He gently plays with her hair with a small smile on his face. He knew that she is probably not ready to be in a relationship with him, but he didn’t care. As long as he could be friends with her, that is all he wanted because if she is happy then that is all that matters. He would always be there for her so that she will never feel the need to shut herself out ever again.
Summary: (Y/N) (Y/L/N) is the daughter of Poisedon, and for twelve years she was all alone. Growing up at camp without any family and watching people she is closed to come in and out of her life has caused her to close up. So she made a rule, the only people she is allowed to be truly close to is her brother, his family, Chiron, Tyson, Annabeth, and Grover. When Tom in his brothers come around, will he be able to break that rule?
Word Count: 1 507
*For the previous chapters check the tag sent from a goddess or my masterlist*
Chiron had agreed to let Tom and (Y/N) go looking for her mother because he knew this day was bound to come. (Y/N) had to start training Tom harder, so that he’ll be ready to fight in the real world by the end of this week. Right now, she was in the Apollo cabin trying to drag Tom out of bed. “Come on you lazy butt! We have to go jogging and then work on your archery skill,” she reminds him quietly as she pulls on his arms to get him up. Tom yanks his arms away and buries his head under his pillow, then groans, “Darling, it’s 5:00 in the morning. Do we really have to?” She whispers a yes and Tom lets out another groan. She was growing more and more frustrated with him when she notices a glass of water on his bedside table. A wicked smile appears on her face as an idea pops into her head. She picks up the glass that was filled to the brim with water. She uses all her force to remove the pillow from on top of his head then dumps the water on his face. Tom jerks up from his bed and gives her an irritated look. “I warned you. Now, hurry up and get changed so we can go,” she teases as she goes to wait for him outside. Tom gets his stuff to get ready then heads to the bathroom to get cleaned up and changed.
About 20 minutes later, Tom comes back wearing Nike shorts, shirt, and shoes. His hair was curly and slightly wet; she would love to run her hands through it. “Okay, let’s go,” he states while pretending to tighten an invisible ponytail in an attempt to mock (Y/N). She shakes her head and subconsciously tightens her ponytail with a small smile on her face. She leads him towards the woods and they begin their jog through the forest.
An hour later, Tom comes jogging out of the forest completely out of breath. Once he was in the campfire clearing, he collapses on the grass and breaths heavily. A few seconds later, (Y/N) comes running after him and sits beside him on the grass. “That’s jogging! You were going like 60km per hour. Plus, you kept throwing stuff at me. And I am pretty sure there was something chasing after us in the forest,” Tom huffs between breath. She just smiles at him and laughs, “What are you talking about that was a jog. You have to be ready for anything in the real world and that includes being chased while tired. BTW, I was going 65km per hour, which is a jog for me because I normally go like 80km per hour.” Tom gives her a shocked face because how the hell can she go so fast. Before he can ask her how that is possible, she responds with, “I am half goddess remember. I reckon with enough practice you would be able to go that fast as well, but it would take years of training. Which is exactly what I had. Now, come on. Time for archery.” Tom lets out a huff because this is his less favourite thing to do. “Oh, come on. If you do well in archery, I’ll take you out canoeing,” she reasons with him.
They made their way over to the archery range in silence. Tom picks out a bow and gathers some arrows, while (Y/N) changed her ring into a bow and some arrows came out. He goes up to a target and draws back an arrow. He lets it go and the arrow just falls to the ground. (Y/N) tries to stifle the laugh that she is about to let out, but she is unable to capable of doing so. Tom gives her a pouting look, “Oi, don’t laugh it’s not my fault I am so bad.” “Ehh, yes, it is. Watch,” she says as she gets into the proper stance to draw an arrow, “You have to pull the string back more. You have to use those arm muscles sweetheart. Then check the wind to see where you have to position the arrow, so it will actually your target.” Tom watches the arrow soars through the air in amazement. Tom listens to her advice and tries to pull the string back harder. He lets go and the arrow soars through the air and hits the target, it might not have been a bullseye, but it was still impressive for Tom. “We just need to fix one thing,” she says as she steps behind him and helps him draw the arrow back. (Y/N) closes one eye and aims the bow then steps back. She gives him a slight nod and he lets it go through the air. It hits the bullseye and they both jump in excitement “That was great, Tom! Let’s get something quick for breakfast, then we can go canoeing!” she yells with her arms around his neck.
After a quick breakfast of two eggs each, Tom and (Y/N) bring out a canoe and bring it over to the lake. They set it down at the dock and (Y/N) climbs in slowly first. Once she is settled, she holds the boat to the dock, so that Tom could come in. As a joke, she starts shaking the boat which causes Tom to panic. “Bloody Hell, (Y/N)! Don’t do that!” he screams at her. “Ahh, come on. You thought it was a little bit funny,” she giggles. She picks up her oar and starts paddling; Tom follows her action and starts paddling as well. They make their way around the lake and talk about the simplest of things. “What do you think your mother is like?” Tom asks her. “I think I look a lot like her, so maybe she is an older version of me. I also think she is kind, nice, caring, sweet, and will go out of her way to help other people. I think that she had to give me up so that I could have a better life,” she wonders out loud. Tom nods his head in agreement, “You have to be right. I mean why would anyone want to give up such a cute baby. Plus, you are one of the nicest and most caring people I know so I don’t see how your mother could be a bad person.” (Y/N) cheeks flush with heat and she whispers a thank you to her. “Aww is all mighty (Y/N) all shy all of a sudden. Maybe a nice dip in the water will help cool you off,” Tom announces as he starts violently shaking the canoe.
Finally, the boat tips over and they are both dunked into the cold water. Tom goes up for air, but she stays under water for a while. He starts to panic and just when he was about to go underwater to check on her, he feels something grab his leg and drag him underwater. He looks down in a panic in see (Y/N) smiling up at him. She pulls him down so that she can wrap her arms around his neck, then she makes a big air bubble that surrounds them. “That was pretty funny,” she exclaims. “This is a neat trick. It’s like our own little world. It’s nice under here with all the fish around us. It’s spectacular. Why don’t we dance,” he mutters to her whilst wrapping his arms around the waist, but not without checking to see if it was alright with her first. She puts her head on his chest and starts swaying to the tune that Tom was humming. He was humming the tune of Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran, who is one of (Y/N)’s favourite singers, so she starts singing along. Once the song was finished, they pull apart and Tom looks at her lovingly, but she does not notice. “You should sing more often,” he tells her. All she can do is smile at him at start making her way back to shore.
Percy and Annabeth sat at the Poseidon table at the Mess Hall, when they saw (Y/N) and Tom come out of the canoe lake completely soaked. They made their way over to the hall and (Y/N) goes to pick off some tater tots off of Percy plate as well as some bacon. “What happened to you?” Percy questions her. She finishes chewing and quickly makes her way over to the cabins, “Can’t talk, I have to go find a song to sing at the campfire tonight!” Percy and Annabeth look at each other with a shocked look on their face. “Do you really think she is going to sing?” Percy says. Annabeth just shrugs her shoulders and looks over to Tom, “I have absolutely no doubt that one of the reasons why she wants to sing tonight is because of Tom. He is helping her in ways we can’t and for that, I am grateful for.”
