#leo hoo

[dogwaterdish]

I cant BELIEVE I missed this on my first couple read through of mark of athena

imagine being a monster and hearing a fucking 2010s minecraft youtuber outro while you’re getting shot with a fucking missle 😭

[yendts]

missed them

[stella-wren]

caught on fire ༉‧₊˚.

leo presses his lips against yours, his breathing becoming more and more heavy as he wraps his hands around your waist. the medicine pantry was dark, yes, but it was also empty.

out of the eyes of a hundred other campers, is where you found both you and your lover spoiling the organized shelves of bandaids and other medical supplies.

you could feel the room get hotter, closing your eyes in a hum as the passion sparks between the two of you. and that may not be the only thing causing sparks.

leo’s hands ignite in tiny flames, sending you in a startled frenzy, and jumping in your spot, ending the kiss abruptly and annoyingly unfinished.

“oh, — oh— hades, (nickname), i’m so sorry mi cielo,” he begins to apologize in a panic. rubbing the spots where he’d set in a tiny blaze, before he kisses them. “i got excited,” he smiles childishly at you as he lifts his head back to face you.

this sends you in a booming laugh, your head thrown back as you cackle. “i can tell,” you tilt your head, making him stare at you in endearment just before the door shoots open.

“(nickname), what in olympus name, is it so hard to find the owl bandaids?” will stands by the doorframe, the pool of sunlight pouring in the pantry.

you hide leo beside you, his back pinned against the wall so the blondie wouldn’t be able to see him, your palm pressed around his lips so he wouldn’t make a sound.

“sorry! i wasn’t sure if you said owl or cow, bandaids.” you give a stiff laugh, making leo smile under your hand. will rolls his eyes affectionately, and tries to pry inside. “i’ll find them then—“

“no!” you cry, will widens his eyes at your outburst. and then you give another stiff laugh, “i got it, i promise.” you raises your free hand in the air. the blonde shakes his head, noticing the fresh burn marks on the sides of your stomach.

then will smiles. “okay, okay, no more than five minutes,” he turns his heel and as soon as you mentally congratulate yourself for getting will away from finding your boyfriend,

“tell leo i said hi,” he waves, his chuckles escaping his lips lowly, glancing at you from the corner of his eyes as he walked away.

you feel the flush in your stomach. then to your face. “damn it, will!”

“does this mean we can keep going?” leo asks, taking your hand from his lips and kissing the palm of it. “ay, leo.” you smile, shaking your head in amusement.

format is heavily inspired by lovely prue (@/xoxochb) 🤍

[freddie-77-ao3]

Nico: LEO, the mast is on fire! Frank: And it’s not supposed to be! Leo: Thank you, Frank, for that key situational context.

[poppitron360]

Basically the end of TLH:

Leo: Hey guys! I’m gonna build this big fucking boat based on this crayon drawing that I did one time when I was five.

Everyone: That’s… gonna take you years.

Leo: Nah bro imma do it in six months.

Everyone: How? Why?

Leo: Well, I have a combination of ADHD and childhood trauma that makes me feel worthless if I’m not constantly moving, so… boat!

Everyone: OR! OR! Therapy.

Leo: Nah. Boat.

[laursdomain]

helloooo i love your works!! can i request a yearner leo fic? cause like, that boy is a YEARNER at heart. he just is. so like, just something a bit angsty but sweet at the end?? could be smut, it's honestly up to you lol i just know he's whipped

yearning & distracting

pairing: Leo Valdez x fem!reader

genre: angst & fluff

synopsis: Leo Valdez finds himself in a bit of a situation when he’s fallen head over heels in love with you. Unbeknownst to you, you mistake his attention as platonic only. It’s not until you begin questioning his klutzy nature that the truth comes out.

warning(s): no book spoilers, reader is a little silly at first, Leo is a silly lover boy

w/c: 1.3k

a/n: not my best work but i tried

ྀིleo valdez masterlist

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Leo Valdez was many things. A demigod, a mechanic, a fire-wielder, a survivor of Gaea. A loverboy was not one of them. But, he couldn’t help it when you existed. Leo had made a list—a list of all the things about you that made him fall more and more in love with you.

The way your hair flows so beautifully when the wind runs through it. The wind made your hair look so fluffy and soft, all Leo wanted to do was run his fingers through it.

The way you fight with such elegance. You fought as if it was a dance—and you always won.

The way your laugh sounds like honey.

The way you tell stories is like a drug—making him want to hear more.

Though, it’s partly because he loves the way your voice sounds—he would be content to listen to you talk for the rest of his demigod life if he good. 

How kind you are—you give your kindness to everyone, even to people who may not deserve it.

The way you teach the younger campers with such patience and love. 

“Leo!” You yell, clapping your hands in front of his face. He jumps, realizing he had zoned out. You scowl at him, in which he gives you a sheepish smile in response. “Are you listening?”

“No,” he admits, chuckling softly. “Tell me again, I promise I’m listening this time.”

You raise a brow at him, not believing him for a second. Still, you let out a sigh before speaking again, “we have to teach the younger campers how to spar today.”

“Okay,” he says, dumbfounded. 

You glare at him, “so, can you go get the weapons from the shed?”

He blinks, “yes ma’am. Whatever you say.”

Before you can respond, he’s off towards the weapons shed. You groan, knowing he definitely doesn’t know how many campers you two are teaching today. On top of that, he’ll most likely get real weapons rather than the wooden swords designated for the younger campers.

Leo did exactly that. The only thing running through his mind as he grabbed a handful of imperial gold swords from the weapons shed was how cute your scowl looked. How you gave it to him and only him. He couldn’t recall a single time where you scowled at anyone but him. 

“Well, I guess they’ll just skip the wooden swords altogether,” you mutter, though Leo heard it loud and clear. He hears everything you say, even if it’s not intended for him. “Since you can’t do anything right.”

“Ouch,” Leo feigns hurt, placing a hand over his chest. “You wound me, dear Y/N.”

You ignore the way your neck flushes at his teasing, refusing to give him the satisfaction. You couldn’t lie and say you hated the attention Leo gave you. In fact, you looked forward to it everyday when you woke up. These were times you wished Leo would get his head in the game. 

“Let’s just get this over with,” you grumble, gingerly handing out the weapons to the younger campers. 

The training was disastrous. At least four campers had to go the infirmary because Leo was too distracted to keep an eye on his group. Distracted with what was unbeknownst to you. 

What was he distracted with? You, of course. The way you gently taught your group of campers how to hold the weapon properly and how to defend themselves from their opponent. Of course, at this age, they didn’t need to know much. But, if they were outside camp with their parent, it’s better to know something than nothing. 

He had gotten distracted with the way you smiled at the campers. It made him think of how beautiful of a mother you would be. How beautiful of a mother you would be to his kids. That is when disaster struck and four kids had gotten injured with the weapons. 

“Are you crazy?” You blurt, glaring at the son of Hephaestus. “Why are you so distracted today?”

Leo freezes, “I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You scoff, “yes, you do. I know you normally forget certain things, but it’s never been this bad before.”

Leo folds his arms over his chest, “I’m perfectly fine.”

You cock a brow, ready to challenge him. “Really? So you not getting the right number of swords, getting imperial gold rather than wooden swords, and not watching your group is being perfectly fine?”

Leo’s mouth becomes agape, at a sudden loss for words. He knew he got distracted around you, but it’s never been that bad. 

“Exactly,” you snap out, fed up with his shenanigans. “What is wrong?”

“Nothing,” Leo instantly deflects, eyes darting away from your piercing ones. 

“So when Chiron comes to me asking why four ten year olds ended up in the infirmary, I’m just supposed to say you accidentally weren’t paying attention?”

“It wouldn’t be the first time something like this happened,” Leo argued back, a pathetic attempt at excusing his actions. 

“What was so important that it demanded all your focus?” You question, narrowing your eyes.

“Nothing,” Leo breathes out, suddenly feeling cornered in this altercation. He’s never had a genuine argument with you—sure, there had been petty arguments that lasted all of thirty seconds—but this, this was different.

“No,” you grit out, “what. Was. Distracting. You.”

Leo gulps, eyes darting. When his gaze connects back to you, the look on your face is enough to have the words tumbling out of his mouth, “you.”

You step back, eyes widened at the revelation. “What?”

Leo’s face flushes, eyes looking anywhere but at you. “You heard me.”

“Was my form wrong or something?” You question, raking your mind for any reason as to why Leo was distracted by you. 

“No!” Leo quickly answers, “your form was perfect.”

“Then how was I distracting you?” 

Leo finally looks at you, giving you a deadpanned look. He chuckles, “I really thought it was obvious.”

“What was obvious?” You question, confused at what he’s referring to. His actions, words, and attention failed to reach you. You failed in realizing the truth of it.

“I’ve been in love with you since the day we’ve met, Y/N,” Leo confesses. “I thought my attention— the way I always wanted to do something with you would’ve made you realize. But clearly my actions weren’t outwardly enough.”

You’re suddenly left speechless. You had no idea how to respond to Leo, how to respond to his confession. It was no secret that you had a crush on him—in fact, you had written Mrs Y/N Valdez multiple times in your journal when you first started developing feelings for him. Gods damn it, how did you not realize his attention was more than platonic?

“I—“ you begin, at a loss for words. Leo winces, mistaking your speechlessness as a rejection. 

He moves to turn, but you’re quicker than him. You surge forward, hands gripping on the collar of his white grease-stained shirt as you pull him forward. His lips collide with your own, though the rest of his body is frozen in place. 

Leo couldn’t believe it. The woman he’s been pining over for the past year is kissing him. He was frozen in place—out of shock—when your lips first met his. When he finally realized he wasn’t kissing or touching you back, his hands immediately thread into your braid, definitely messing it up in the process. Though, you didn’t find yourself caring. You smile into the kiss, breaking it as you take a needed breath. Leo chases your lips—he hadn’t gotten enough, not yet. 

“I’m in love with you too,” you admit, peering up at his chocolate-brown eyes. His eyes crinkle, smiling at your confession. He doesn’t say another word as his hands slide from your hair to your waist, pulling you into his body as he puts his lips on yours again.

Gods be damned, he was never letting go of you. They would have to kill him first to do so. 

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[specimenzzz]

Piper and an unfinished Leo that I cbf to finish

[katymustdie]

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Picture Perfect ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚- L.Valdez

Life could not have been better. You were standing in a beautiful lake house in Montauk, eating an apple, surrounded by nine of your closest friends.

After the Prophecy of Seven, Chiron had agreed to free everyone involved from their duties around camp for the next week. Of course, that included the seven, who had all miraculous made it back safely, and the three of you who were involved in stopping the war.

So, obviously, you guys decided to celebrate by staying at Percy’s beach house for the week!

WC:2,161

Tags: fem afab reader, reader is referred to in the second person, cabin 10 reader, Leo is so whipped, cringy pet names, dry humping, mouth spitting, oral (fem receiving), aftercare, porn with plot, soft dom!Leo x bratty!reader

WARNING: This includes NSFW content!!

Side Note: First time writing smut- eek!

You let your elbows press into the granite of the kitchen counter as you brought the apple back up to your lips. You had just woken up from your nap, but sleep still weighed heavy on your mind.

Everyone knew that you were cranky without your beauty sleep. So, when they found you and Leo tangled up and snoring on the couch, they all tiptoed off to a restaurant in town instead of waking you guys up to join the,. Though, they weren’t sure which would be worse- you half awake and cranky, or you hangry.

You felt your boyfriend’s presence lingering across the kitchen as you sank your teeth into the bright red honey crisp. You let the juices drip down your chin, following the column of your neck before falling on top of the counter.

You heard the floorboards creek as your lover drew nearer. Once he was just inches away from you, his hands dropped to rub the curve of your waist in a soothing motion. You had both fallen asleep in your swimsuits after a long afternoon of swimming. As his hands continued to kneed your hips, his unnatural body heat began lulling you back to sleep. “You alright babygirl?” He questioned, noticing your slow movements.

You nodded your head, before bowing it down to touch the cool granite in front of you. “Just tired.” Your voice came out muffled against the countertop.

“Do you want to shower and then turn in for the night?” He offered. Leo was quite the night owl, always staying up to tinker with a new invention. Yet, here he was, offering to go to sleep at 8pm.

You shook your head again before craning your neck to look back at him. You paused for a moment to look into his eyes. You could barely see his irises due to his blown out pupils. He always looked at you like a lovesick puppy. He removed one of his hands from your waist, so he could cup your cheek. “Hi, my sweet girl,” he grinned.

You groaned at the nickname. “Hey, Leo?” you questioned. He raised his eyebrows in anticipation. “Can we take sunset photos on the beach for my instagram? I think it’d be a nice touch to my feed.”

“Of course, let me grab my camera,” he was always so eager to please. He bolted to your shared room immediately.

In this moment, you were great full for two things. The first thing was Percy owning a private part of the beach, especially since it had a cute cliff with a cave under it- perfect for taking photos. The second thing was Leo. He always let you boss him around, which means that he makes the perfect photographer!

“No, Leo, I need you to step back and crouch down a bit. That way, it’ll make my butt look bigger!” Right now, you were in a tiny clearing under the cliff- you honestly weren’t even sure if it counted as a cave, but it didn’t matter. It was the perfect photo taking spot.

“Sorry, babe!” He did exactly as you said, he took two step back and popped a squat.

“Oh my gods,” he groaned. In his eyes, you were the epitome of beauty. You truly were your mother’s daughter. You had one hand pressed against the rocks, the other one was tucking a stand of your hair behind your ear as you looked back towards the camera. The sun that was falling over the horizon made your skin reflect, and made your eyes shine. And, gods, that bikini was doing everything for your body. Almost all of your ass was out, and it pushed up your tits halfway to Olympus. Leo felt like he was in the presence of a goddess.

You heard the camera click several times before you turned around, jumping up and down and squealing, “Okay, okay, let me see!”. Leo remained where he was, one arm covering his crotch, the other one still holding the camera. He was stuck staring at the photo he had just taken of you.

Since he wasn’t going to get up, you walked up behind him. You placed your hands on top of his shoulders, before leaning over him to see the results. “Oh em gee! These are so perfect! Thank you so, so, so, so much!”

Leo still didn’t move, but you noticed that he was breathing heavier than before. “Leo?” You questioned. You moved your arms down from his shoulders to rub his biceps, and he groaned loudly . He turned around to face you before he grabbed your hair, tugging your roots to pull you closer to his face.

“You look so fucking good.” With that, he scooped your legs out from under you, leading you to fall right onto his lap. You whimpered upon the contact, you could feel how hard he’d been. Leo quickly took advantage of your mouth being upon, spitting right on to your tongue. His hand grasped your jaw, forcing it shut. He looked straight into your eyes, “swallow it”. Of course you did.

“Fuck,” he cursed. You were shocked by his sudden switch up. He was normally so soft with you, what had changed? Before you could question it any further, his mouth was on yours. The kiss was hot and demanding. It took Leo no time to slip his tongue past your lips.

As your tongues moved rhythmically against each other, you felt yourself growing wetter. You shifted on his lap, subconsciously trying to ease the tingling sensation between your legs. The movement caused a surprised groan from the boy. His hands instantly shot down to your hips, itching to feel the drag of your clothed cunt against him again. His hands dragged you down against his print. You whimpered in surprise and grabbed onto his shoulders to support yourself.

Your lips separated from each other, allowing you to catch your breath. “Are you alright with this?” He asked, voice quivering. As his hands continued lifting and pressing down your hips to meet his own, you watched as the muscle in his arms had popped out.

You couldn’t help but moan loudly, though you tried to silence it by biting your lip. You didn’t think you’d be able to give him a proper response, so you just opted to nod before hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

Suddenly, his movements halted completely. “Use your words, baby,” he cooed.

“Fuck,” you whimpered. Normally you told him what to do, but his commanding tone shot right to your core, “Please, Leo, I want this so bad,” you begged.

His movements picked back up instantly. Though this time, they were so much faster than before.

You couldn’t help but whine every time your clit pressed down on to him. Both of you were breathing unbelievable fast. Leo’s breaths were rugged, you could tell he was trying to stay quiet so he could hear you.

He could tell you were close, your legs were shaking and he could feel your pulse every time he pushed you further down onto him.

He picked up the pace, digging his feet into the sand for leverage to buck up into you. Your whines turned into high pitched moans.

“Cum with me, babygirl, just let go,” he spoke between labored breaths.

Your vision went white. It felt like your core was bursting with pleasure. You heard your boyfriend moan loudly before his movements slowed. He let you both ride out your waves.

Your face fell onto his chest, and you inhaled the smell of his sweat. The heat radiating off of him brought you back down to earth.

“You alright,” he asked, hands running up and down the back of your thighs.

“Mhm”, you mumbled, still disoriented from your previous orgasm.

“Good, now let’s get you cleaned up.” He flipped you around so you were lying down, placing your head on top of your folded up beach towel .

You closed your eyes and groaned, assuming he would just use the beach towel he brought to clean up the mess between your thighs.

You were suddenly jolted back to reality by the feeling of his mouth making out with your clothed cunt.

“Leo!” You cried out, hand shooting to his hair.

He looked up at you, “lift your hips for me, yeah?”. You complied, and he made quick work of taking off your bikini bottoms.

“You still okay?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” you whispered. Leo didn’t waste another second. He licked a stipe straight through your folds. Your hand tightened his hair, tugging at the roots. He lapped up your juices as if he hadn’t eaten in ages- oh wait, he hadn’t, you guys slept through the last meal of the day. This was his dinner.

His eye contact was intense as his tongue began to circle your clit. You couldn’t help but squirm from the overwhelming sensation. It hadn’t been long since your last orgasm, this felt like too much. Your legs began to squirm, trying to escape the overstimulating feeling of his tongue.

Leo adjusted his grip on your thighs to keep you grounded. What kind of loser only makes their super hot girlfriend only cum one time?

It didn’t take long for the heat between your legs to start building again. Your legs shook beneath your boyfriend’s grasp, and you felt your stomach churning.

Your moans were breathless, it felt like you were gasping for air. Leo’s thumbs rubbed up and down your legs in a soothing motion, his way of acknowledging how close you were. Then, he suddenly sucked your clit as hard as he could.

You let out a silent moan as your second orgasm crashed over you. Your vision went white, and your ears were buzzing. Was this Elysium?

Next thing you knew, Leo was hovering over you. At some point, he must have put your bikini bottoms back on for you. One of his hands was cupping your cheek softly as he leaned down to press a soft kiss to your forehead. When he pulled away, he collected the rest of your release from around his mouth, using his fingers to bring more of the taste onto his tongue. He groaned, clearly enjoying his meal.

His eyes met yours once again, “you okay, sweet girl? It wasn’t too much for you?” He asked.

“I’m good. Like really, really good.” You grinned up at him.

“I’m glad,” he hummed.

You gazed down at the wet patch on his swim trunks. “Did you seriously cum again?” You teased.

“Hell yeah, I did,” he practically boasted, “you just look and taste too good for me not to.”

You laugh, then turn your head to look away before saying, “should we take a quick dip in the water so the others think our suits are wet from that?”

Oh shit, Leo totally forgot that you guys were sharing the house with eight other people. “Yeah, let’s go.”

You start standing up when he abruptly hoists you up by your armpits, picking you up in his arms. “Leo!” You yelp, taken aback by his sudden movements.

“Yes, babygirl?” He questioned as he marched the two of you past the shore. “Gods, that’s cold,” he says, but you are yet to have touched the water. Soon enough, you see what he’s talking about.

The coolness of the water makes you press yourself further into your personal heater. You captured his lips in a kiss, your way of saying thank you for the night. His teeth tugged at your bottom lip before parting from the kiss. “I love you so unbelievably much. Everyday I thank the gods for putting us together,” he said solemnly.

“I love you too,” you whisper.

“Oh shit, did she fall asleep again?” Percy questioned, watching as Leo carried you back inside the beach house. Multiple heads shot up to look at the two of you.

“Yeah, she just got sleepy after taking insta photos.” Leo didn’t bother whispering, he knew that you weren’t actually sleeping. You just couldn’t walk all the way back without your legs wobbling., a dead giveaway to what had just occurred.

“Awww you guys are so cute together,” Hazel chimed.

The rest of the group agreed. Jason added, “I’m glad you finally got a girl.”

“It’s a miracle, honestly.”

“Oh, shut up, Piper!” Leo retorted.

“Seriously though, careful with my sister’s heart, I’ll beat the shit out of you if you try anything.” She responded.

Leo just nodded. He wouldn’t hurt you in a million years. He loved you more than he had ever loved anything. He would go to Tartarus and back for you.

“Goodnight, guys,” he called, stopping himself from overthinking about losing you.

The group collectively wished him a good night. As he walked up the stairs to your shared room, he heard you snoring softly against his shoulder. Of course you had actually fallen asleep.