I decided to do Selfshiptober again because hi October is my birth month and I'll treat myself special thanks skf if jdjdjd
this time I'm featuring as much of my selfships as I could with each day dedicated to my romantic F/Os in my list and some familials and platonics depending on the prompts! Some FOs won't be tagged fandomwise if I decide to draw them tho sjfjgjsjdjd
For Day 1 it is, of course, Fili and Anoriel with Fili confessing to Anoriel that he's fallen for her and he's asking her permission to court her. Anoriel did not put on her eye focused face paint since Fili was invited into the royal family's private garden where they could wear minimal identifying face paints while they're there
Taglist+Uncaptioned under the cut!
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Hiya! How are you? Hope everything is just fine, you deserve it!
Can I request an imagine with Percy Jackson based of the fluff prompt 3 ( “Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning.”– Paulo Coelho)?
Maybe where Percy is thinking about the reader before she's coming over to hang out?
Could the reader use she/they pronouns and be a Child of Hades?
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Yayyy, I am very happy that I get to write for my og fictional crush
It was a sight to see. Percy Jackson, the ADHD hero, willingly cleaning his room. Straightening out the corners of his blue duvet, tucking away his laundry and dousing the room in sea-breeze Febreze.
Like most teenagers, he wasn’t particularly tidy but today was different; today was when you came home.
After weeks away on some ridiculous quest, hidden away in the underworld trying to win your father’s praise.
He swore that he listened when you first explained the details of the quest but, all he could remember now was how soft your lips looked.
Weeks without you felt like a year, with him often wondering if he could sneak onto your quest. He’d take his chances facing Hades’ fury, if it meant that he could hold your hand.
Images of you danced across his mind as he wondered if the quest had changed you, spending all that time amongst the dead could affect even a daughter of Hades. Thoughts of you being injured or harmed were soon discarded as the voice of his mother cut through.
“Wow, I don’t think I’ve seen you clean since you were 9 and you lost that comic book.” The light laugh which travelled from Sally’s lips caused a shy grin to overtake his face. Embarrassed at the realisation of his uncharacteristic actions, or more that he had been caught.
“Y/N is coming over so I thought it would be a good idea. Ya’know, so it doesn’t look like I’m a slob.”
“You must really love this girl if it made you dust.”
His cheeks flushed as red as Rachel’s hair. Neither of you had said that 4 letter word, he didn’t even know what it truly meant.
“Pfft, ‘love’? I’m not old enough to understand love” The nonchalance almost made Sally laugh. “Right mum?”
“Perce, I’m not going to pretend that I know what you feel for her but take it from me. Love is just a word until someone comes along and gives it meaning” Resting a tender hand against his shoulder. “Maybe she is the one who will give that word meaning”
Sally retreated from the spotless room, leaving thoughts to swirl around the green-eyed boy’s head. Flopping against his bed as he took in those words.
Does love mean that being without her makes him feel like he is drowning? Does love mean that her voice could cure his deepest pain? Does it mean that he dreams of just being able to hold her close and protect her?
Percy thought about how holding you felt like he was stronger than any Olympian. And how terrified he was when you broke your wrist. Percy would battle Gaea a thousand times if it meant you could never be harmed.
The gentle sounds of your laughter, fleeting touches, nights of confusing debates which managed to distract even his darkest demons. You brought light into his life.
Nico used to say that you were the sunshine that sprung from the Underworld. But to Percy, you were the sun, the moon, and the stars. You were his everything.
“Holy crap. I love her”
"I really hope you are talking about me or this would be so awkward."
There it was. That voice which rang through his mind constantly.
