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Paul mccartney Michael jackson making out

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

annabeth and percy being the most shippable characters 🤝 never shipping them with each other

[ashilrak]

Percy Jackson Summer Solstice Gift Exchange

Hello, I'm back with another gift exchange since the one for Valentine's went so well. All ships are welcome!

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[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

forehead against forehead for mcjackson please :)

hello darling! okay you know me and mcjackson, we have the most deliciously toxic relationship going on. my mcjackson fics are all sort of in the same universe but you don't have to read them all or in any sort of order to understand what's going on. they're not chronological just all from the same headspace lol. anywhooo please enjoy and happy love month <333

presstogether, pull apart

7. forehead against forehead// mcjackson// 382 words

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They had been fighting for days, going back and forth around the same ex/haus/ting argument.

“I can’t leave him Percy”

“I’m not asking you to leave him, i’m asking you to consider telling him.”

“I can’t lose him. And i will. If i tell him i will lose him.”

“Maybe he will be willing to try Piper.” Voice cracking, eyes filling with tears.

“He won’t. And anyway i don’t want to share you. With anyone.”

“You don’t get to decide that!”

They’re lying in bed now. Percy and Piper. Their friends call them chaos, they can’t deny it.

Her leg is draped over his, his fingers tap against her ribs. She’s staring at him with her beautiful brown eyes and he’s looking at everything he’s fighting so hard to keep.

“We’re gonna lose each other at this rate.” He says quietly.

She moves closer, let’s their foreheads presstogether. Her skin is warm, his probably is too but he can’t focus, everything is rushing by so fast it’s impossible to hold on. His drumming fingers move faster.

“I’m not going to lose you Percy,” Her hand moves to cup his chin.

Their foreheads are resting deeper, further, harder. As if they can transfer their love over, as if it must come first from the thoughts they’re both churning with instead of the hearts they refuse to listen to.

“No,” He sighs, emerald eyes shining with anger or sadness or something that doesn’t have a word yet. “No you won’t lose me, but I'm going to lose you.”

Before she can say anything, the front door clicks open. They stare at each other, nothing resolved, tensions continuously high.

They pull apart.

Jason Grace walks in, smiling as he sees them in the bed, a space perfect for his body to fit, between them. He collapses right where he should, grins at them.

“Hello my favourite people!”

Percy smiles back, bright and unrestrained. The most beautiful boy in the world and they’re going to tear him to shreds one day.

“Hello lovely,” He ruffles that blonde hair playfully, admiring the way it sticks up like it’s defying gravity. “How was work?”

Jason frowns, pulls himself up, closer to his face. “Did you knock your head against something? Why is your forehead so red?”

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

entangled within

E: this contains explicit sexual content and is not intended for persons under the age of 18. discretion is advised.

CW: unhealthy relationship dynamics; cheating; rope/tie-up play; overstimulation

super fun story about this piece: it is loosely based around the sexual exploits of one of my irl friends. (it's a long story and i won't bore you with the details but as a common and relevant haunting: inspiration strikes from everywhere)

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Percy Jackson waves goodbye to Jason as he goes to his internship for the day. He can feel the heat of Piper Mclean behind him, pressing against his back in a way that makes his skin jump. She's not subtle as she squeezes his ass but the blonde doesn't catch his little jump at the contact, already rushing down the hall and towards the elevator.

“What the fuck was that Mclean?” He whips around growling at her.

“Shut the fuck up Jackson.” She steps closer to him, if that's even possible. Her tits press into the soft cotton of his shirt. “We both know you enjoy the idea of getting caught.”

He wraps a hand around her waist, curls the other around the base of her head, threading his fingers through her hair. The smirk he can't contain is sinful, wrong in so many delicious ways. “I hope he fucking catches us. At least he'll know who's been fucking you right all these years.”

She snorts, standing on her toes to bite at his lip. Tu g. “He does a fine job.”

Percy simply raises a brow.

With a grin of her own Piper concedes, “But you do a much better one.”

“Can't believe I still sleep with you.” He rolls his eyes. "You're practically married.”

“And you hate me?”

“But I'm obsessed with you.”

“Because I fucking hate you too. You're ruining my relationship.”

He growls at her, wrapping a hand around her throat. >squeezing< the sides. “Don't mistake me McLean,” His lips brush hers with every word, “I wanna fuck your boyfriend too. You just happened to break first.”

He feels her shudder in his own ribcage, slashing at the bones wound around his heart.

“You couldn't get him even if you wanted to.”

“Why?” He smiles; it's so cold he lifts his gaze to the window to see if there's snow outside. “Cause he's actually loyal to you?”

“Yes,” She attempts to nod despite his hold on her jaw.

“Maybe one day I'll tie you both up and see how loyal you two really are.” He shrugs, a gleam entering his eyes. Making them haunted green.

“You've never tied me up?” She pouts.

“Today's your lucky day.” He grins.

***

Percy groans digging his elbows into the silk of the bed sheets. “Fuck Pipes,” He can barely choke out the words. The vibrator gives another buzz around his overstimulated cock and he has to bite his lip to blood point to stop himself from screaming.

Piper’s own moans travel up his hand, from where his tattooed fingers are wrapped around her throat delicately. Her shoulders press into the wood of the headboard. He can see red streaks across her beauty-marked skin. He has traced every single one of the little black freckles that scatter her body. Has dreamed about them as constellations. Connected them to the messy coagulated threads between them.

Three hours ago he had said, collapsed into her neck, “We can go back to pretending tomorrow.”

And then she was sinking her teeth into his jaw and he was pressing his fingers into her waist and they were bruising each other in the prettiest way they know how.

“Piper,” He sighs, leaking cock still twitching sporadically. “Please baby.”

She presses the little remote control in her hand and the cock ring buzzes. He cries out, tears springing to his eyes.

His other hand twists into her pussy, two fingers reaching deeper inside her, thumb stretching to rub at her clit. He ducks his head, sucks gently at her sensitive skin.

They had been going for hours, too many. Denying each other over and over again. It's to the point of pain now but he cannot get enough of it. Addicted to the way she bows her back, curses his name. She's on the brink of orgasm again and he pulls away. Her arms shake, handcuffs rattling above her. And the emerald green ropes wrapped around her ankles, reddening her skin, forces her legs to stay apart despite her pulling and shaking to close around him. She needs to trap him there. He can see it in her brown eyes, wide and glittering violently. She hates him and she has never wanted him more. Gods he's so fucking obsessed with her.

“Percy!” She gasps, as he loops his tongue around the small gold hoop piercing the hood of her clit.

“Just a little longer sweetheart,” He grins into her, bites at her thigh where gorgeous detailed purpling is already starting to blossom. The blood still drying on his back is indication of her own savagery in their little game.

Before she had been cuffed she had used her nails as a shredder, tore him from the inside. He had growled low, sunk into her so fully they'd both lost oxygen.

That was eight denials ago.

“Fuck Percy,” She cries, another round of tears streaming down her rubied cheeks. She twitches as he adds a third finger, presses her own finger on the remote rattling in her palm.

The cock ring vibrates so intensely Percy sees stars. “SHIT!”

He can't come, he can't come and he's gong to go mad for it. Gods fucking dammit she's incredible.

“You don't come unless it's on my cock, my love,” Grits out the words like a promise, like a fucking threat.

“Then let me get on your cock!” She sobs, thrashing her head, tears soaking the pillows.

He takes the hand away from her throat, already missing the warm rasping he had felt, and fiddles with the rope at her ankles.

“You're doing so well for me,” He whispers, kissing her pussy, hip bones, up to her sternum.

Her other leg pulls free from the loosened rope, and immediately his ribs are being crushed under her insistence. They’re eye to eye, her hands above them, his between them and the world long since disappeared around them.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” She rasps up at him, tongue darting out to lick his cheek. She’s tasting her own body, all the sweat and wetness he’d gorged on. Her eyes roll back and he laughs into her skin, pressing his lips to her neck, collarbone, the curve of her jaw.

“I know,” He bites, she cries out, and he pinches her clit to stop the orgasm, pulling out the three fingers he’d buried deep.

“DICK!” She screeches.

“I know your game, love,” He smirks at her, “Think you can butter me up with compliments. We all know you don’t care if I'm pretty.”

“I did care once,” She scowled. He tugged at her earlobe with his teeth, pulling a sigh from her. “And then you decided to fuck half the population and i realised you were using your pretty a little too well.”

“Yet here you are,” He raises a brow. Flinching as the cock ring vibrates three times in rapid succession. The tip of his cock leaks and he has to hold in the pure ferality lacing every muscle in his body.

“You always liked me best when i was being a slut for you,” He smiled, content to rile her up, get himself worse off in the process. He likes to ruin her, but gods does he love to ruin himself more.

“I liked you…” She practically snarls at him. He kisses her lips, lets his tongue draw out sounds from her that make the air feel like a wet dream. “—liked you when you were being a slut with me.” She’s panting now, struggling to distinguish her body amidst its pleasure.

“Are we calling it Mclean?” He presses his throbbing erection into her thigh, against the bruises he’d marked there.

“Fuck yes,” She gasps, hating the pain and loving the pressure. He knows her body better than he knows how to play the guitar, and he’s been doing that since he was three. He knows she needs to be on her hands and knees, ass to the sky. He knows he needs her to be that way too. Thigh art on display while he fucks into her. His hand, rings imprinting into her skin, on the small of her back, pressing her into the softness below them.

“You gonna be good for me baby?”

“Yes Percy gods please.” Her eyes are so big, staring up at him with emotions he’d need a psychologist to unpack. But he’s right there with her, crashing and burning and flying into the sun. Patroclus and Achilles’ soft love had fucking nothing on Icarus’ obsession. He wanted to melt his wings, and watch as they both crashed into the sea.

With a satisfying click the handcuffs release her, but before he can rub at her wrists, leave soft kisses and unspoken reassurance, she is pulling at his hair. Devouring him with every inch of her freedom. She’s on his body like blood in water. Crucifying.

“Turn around,” He meets her hands around his neck, pulls them away. “I got you Piper.” A soft, unusual gentleness springs between the moment as he guides her to face the headboard, knees tucked under her hips, hands gripping bedsheets like she can create fabric through ripping alone. Her red nails look exquisite against the white. He can see traces of his blood underneath them. Unable to help himself he picks up her wrist, letting her fall into his side, and sucks on her middle finger… then ring… then pinkie. Her eyes roll, head lulling to his shoulder as her nails scrape the inside of his cheek, against the clack of his teeth. When he’s had his bloody fill he settles her back into their favoured position and grabs a condom from the nightstand.

“Can i take it off?” He whispers over her back, pressing lips to her shoulder blades. The cock ring buzzes to life, vibrating incessantly around him.

Percy cries out, tears streaking down his face as the stimulation becomes too much. He’s going to come dry if this doesn’t end soon. “Piper!” He strangles, hands pressing into her hips to ground himself. It seems to never end. And… then… it. Does.

“FUCK!” He curses. “You’re a sadist.”

She snorts, “Says the masochist.”

He has to let his heart, body, cock settle before he can even attempt to take off the ring. The penalty for him coming without her is a steep one and besides he wants to share the moment they've been building.

By the time he's cool enough to settle to a simmer instead of an inferno she is writhing underneath him so bad she's pulled the sheets from the corners of the bed.

“Okay angel,” He laughs, “I've got you.”

The headrush he experiences as the ring slips off makes his stomach roil. Butterflies becoming vampires in his chest. Clawing at his organs to escape the hell they know he's about to unleash. He has to take several deep breaths before he can attempt to put the condom on. Shaky hands make the process longer than it needs to be but it gives him time to choke down his rampant desire, hot feelings crowding into his cells.

“Ready?”

“Only for the tenth time!” She moans, burying her face into the pillow. “Now hurry.”

With a final flick at her clit, he pushes inside her. Slowly, but all at once. As if he belongs there. While they’re together he does. A universe gravitating towards a blackhole. Made for each other’s destruction.

They both suck in a breath when he’s fully seated. For a moment he cannot even remember his own name. He is merely a part of whatever she is. As she is a part of him.

“Gods,” He groans on the exhale, “You feel like hell.”

“Hot and sinful?”

He replies with an affirmative thrust, and another. And then he’s fucking her like it’s an olympic sport and he’s won gold three years in a row. She’s hiccupping from the force, and it makes him grin, press her down into the mattress. Her back is curved so beautifully she’s reshaping the alphabet to replace her with c.

“Harder Pers,” She gasps, clenching around him to make him work.

“I think you need a little addition, princess,” He smirks, grabbing a toy from the bedside.

With no warning, he holds a bullet vibrator to her clit. The grin he lets loose at her guttural scream could set the joker off.

“That’s it angel,” He croons at her, “Just like that. You like that huh?”

She isn’t coherent any longer, a mess of tears and pleasure and pain and need. Pure unchecked, raging need.

“I can feel how much you like it,” He talks, stroking at her shaking thighs as he slowly pulls out, pushes back in hard. “You’re fucking strangling my cock sweetheart.”

He knows she’s mumbling something, words slurring together into unrecognisable, unintelligible, untameable.

His orgasm is building at the base of him. Drawing into him in a single point. He feels almost as if a bomb were about to explode with one small tug of a pin.

And then Piper does something unexpected. With a quivering hand she grabs the vibrator from where he’s assaulting her clit and in one thrust shoves it inside her, right next to his cock.

They detonate.

Broken curses and half formed words spilling like wine and confession from their lips. He collapses over her, she collapses into him. And they can’t breathe together. The air is thick with their orgasm, sticky and corrupted in the prettiest way. He feels like a honey trap. All delicious and devoured with no escape.

Thoughts cannot take form in his brain, body still sending shockwaves through him so strong he discovers electromagnetic fields through the human eye. He’s not sure he could ever recover from this. Not in the next second or the next century. There’s so much cum in the condom it leaks out the side, spilling across the bed, their legs, making a mess. It mixes with Piper’s own release, encasing them in smells of pure sex.

His breath is ragged. No breathing to half breathing. If his lungs are permanently destroyed from the scream they endured he would be the happiest person alive. What a way to go but through mind-liquifying sex.

“You alive?” Piper croaks out eventually, minutes or hours or days floating by them.

“I think i’ve gone blind.” He mumbles, “I just see white space.”

She gives him a tired giggle, relaxing more into the bed, letting him carve himself around her.

“You okay?” He whispers, brushing a hand down her neck, across her cheek.

“Just sleepy.” She smiles, not bothering to open her eyes.

“No sleeping.” He shakes her gently, “We have to get you cleaned up. I’m not leaving you like this and i need to shower.”

“I’ll be fine.” She’s already turning her face away, burying her expressions behind her blanket of thick black hair.

“No way Piper,” He lifts himself off her, making sure to keep contact with her skin. He wraps his hands around her waist and pulls gently. “You are coming down from a major high and I'm not leaving you here to crash by yourself. The last time I did that you had a full blown panic attack.”

She groans, arguments trying to battle their way across her tongue. He trojan horse’s her, kissing her in his own attack and silencing any of her protests.

“Come on,” He carries her off the bed and into the shower, “I got you.”

They spend the shower leaning on each other, washing blood and sweat and sex off their bodies. The steam curls around them, softening their skin and frizzing their hair. Piper’s stays pin straight but Percy’s ringlets more and more. By the time they’re done, no nook or cranny has escaped the engulfing heat. The ache of their long and burning session is settling deeply into their bones.

“Crash on the couch?” Piper looks at him as she puts on a pair of his socks, and tugs down his white “fuck the p-olice/-atriarchy/-oliticians” shirt. It barely reaches mid thigh but she doesn’t care and he loves seeing her in his clothes. A rotten, disturbed part of him likes the idea that he owns her. She’d slaughter him if she knew. He’d let her.

“Fuck yes,” he nods, ushering her to the large pull out couch in the lounge. “Laundry can get done tomorrow.” He waves towards the bedroom, before grabbing two bottles of water and bananas.

“Eat,” He hands it to her. “And then you can crash.”

He ignores her scowl as he peels his banana and scarfs it down far too quickly.

Her eyes are closed by the time he's finished his water.

***

Jason Grace greets Percy with a bright smile. “Hey Pers, how was your day with Piper yesterday?”

“Oh good thank you,” He smiles up at his friend. “Yea we just hung out and watched netflix mostly. Neither of us were in the mood to do anything too wild.”

“Oh nice,” The blonde smiled, “I’m taking Pipes out for our three year anniversary tomorrow. Hopefully she won't mind swimming. I wanted to do a beach day.”

Percy smiles, assures him she’ll love it. And can't wait for the text he’s sure to get tonight cursing him for the purpling marks still decorating her thighs in the shape of his favourite word: mine.

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Okay im bored in the house and I'm in the house bored so welcome to another of

Ciara's Hot (Lukewarm) Takes

this one is who would propose to who for canon and non-canon ships:

1. Jercy: they pull out rings at the same time and laugh themselves silly before slipping them on each other's fingers. this mix-up is partially their friends fault because they confided in the same people and everyone thought it'd be hilarious to see.

2. Percabeth: Percy proposes because he is truly a romantic at heart. And Annabeth likes to joke about proposing first but she's always dreamed about the fairytale romance, "guy gets down on one knee and all that"

3. Jasper: Jason proposes in a fancy restaurant in a nice suit. He's a little stiff but he's got the spirit. Piper giggles, kisses his forehead and says yes.

4. Frazel: Hazel proposes everytime she finds a gem on the ground. She thinks it's hilarious. One day right after she proposes, yet again, this time with an emerald, Frank takes it from her, helps her up and then promptly gets down on one knee and proposes back.

5. Valjackson: Leo proposes. It is sudden and unexpected in its initiation but it is perfect. They wake up to each other one morning and he sees those green eyes and he just knows. "Will you marry me?" they go ring shopping together.

6. Pipabeth: Annabeth leaves a ring in a cupcake on pipers birthday. Piper takes the opportunity, face stuffed with cake, to kneel before her girlfriend, slide the ring out of her mouth and say "Annabeth Chase, I can't believe you bought your own engagement ring."

7. ValZhang: Frank proposes. Leo got injured doing something reckless again and it hits frank in the face how he can never lose him. He practices quietly in the infirmary bed, when he thinks Leo can't hear. Leo does and he's all cheeky when he says "I hope you don't plan on sounding so solemn throughout our marriage." Frank pinches his side and proposes properly and excitedly a few days later.

8. Jasabeth: Annabeth proposes. She's impatient and she just wants to marry him so she just does it. It thwarts all of Jason's plans (the reason he took so long) to take her to Rome and do it there but they have a celebratory vacation there instead.

9. McJackson: Piper proposes on April fools, the day of their all out prank war. Her plan is eloborate and executed to perfection. Percy accepts her ring but proposes again some time later because he doesn't quite know if she was serious and he'd rather be sure than sorry.

10. Leobeth: Leo makes the ring. He spends hours in the forges making it absolutely perfect. When it's done he cannot even wait, he just runs out, hair frizzy, grease smeared over his cheeks and he pulls Annabeth into a hug, kisses her forehead and says "Be mine?"

11. Valgrace: Jason gets down on one knee and brings Leo to sit on it and he produces a ring that looks almost exactly like the one Leo's mom used to wear. Leo can't even get the yes out because he's crying so hard but an absolute yes it is.

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AUs that live in my head rent free

*multiple ships*

Jercy sports AU where Percy is a basketball player, Jason is a soccer (football) player. They meet at a sports awards show and both get Player of the Year awards in their fields. It's inevitable that they challenge each other to their pertaining sports and laugh hysterically at the attempts. Because their sports seasons are at different times in the year (don't come at me if they aren't in real life I don't give a shit about sports) they go to each others games and every goal/basket scored they point at each other and it's like the whole world narrows to that single moment. They are legendary in the sporting world. When they retire they open up a sports school and recruit fellow friends from other sporting professions. Annabeth is an Olympic gold medalist swimmer, Frank is unbelievable at tennis.

Valjackson childhood best friends AU where Percy's mom and Leo's mom were best friends their whole lives and therefore their children spent a lot of time together. Leo and Percy used to terrorize Sally's sweetshop and Esperanza's workshop. They learnt how to be the cutest troublemakers and could not be separated by the strongest forces in the world. They had girls falling all over them but neither was interested. Despite Percy being bi and Leo being pan. It seemed every relationship they tried to enter into didn't work out. There was always something missing. They realize what it is 2 months before they go to college. Percy gets accepted into one across the country and they both panic at the thought of being separated. They have a fallout and it is miserable for both of them. It takes some needling from their mothers, and giggles over coffee later, before they realize why they're so upset. They both storm our of their houses at the same time, just down the street from each other as it had been their whole lives, and slam together. "I don't want you to leave. I love you. I am in love with you Jackson." Percy chokes, tears blurring his pretty green eyes. "I know. I love you too. But we will see each other again. And I will come back. And we will be together." It seems the fates were on their side because although they didn't promise commitment to each other through the college years it felt unnatural to be with anyone else. So they stayed single, and met during the vacations and loved each other from a far. And when college was finally over they fell into each other so naturally it's as if they had never been separated. Now they live a few streets down from their mothers, who ended up moving in together as best friends who had wanted to do it all those years ago. Family dinners and full of cringy memories and soft looks. They were born already together. They die that way too.

Pipabeth coffee shop AU, where they both work at the cute Cafe on main Street. Piper is new and Annabeth, who is busy and impatient, has to show her the ropes. For the first two weeks they open up shop together. Annabeth is not a morning person. Piper most definitely is. They eventually fall in love in the break room and it is horrible how cute they are. The cafe patrons either give them filthy looks or coo. They're both university students when they meet. It takes them 3 years to get together. It takes them 2 to marry. Piper goes on to become a school teacher. Annabeth opens her own coffee shop. They still do the morning shift together.

Percabeth theater kids AU where percy is the shy accidental lead in the play because he was messing around in the auditorium of the school and the drama teacher heard him sing and demanded he sign ip for auditions. Annabeth is part of the tech crew and cannot help but be mesmerized everytime Percy is on stage. They learn of each other when Percy has a costume emergency during the first dress rehearsal and she's in the wings to help him about 30 seconds before he goes on stage. He gives her roses to thank her and it is the end. They're together from that moment on. Who knows if they last, they live on forevermore in the wings of the stage.

Valgrace teacher AU where Jason is the new history teacher at a high school and Leo, the maths teacher, takes great delight in having his student prank Jason's classroom on the daily. It is especially fun when the blonde comes storming in all red in his golden face and then immediately schools his expression into one of pointed calm when he sees Leo has students. It's always a clipped "Can I please talk to you Mr Valdez." Leo has never been able to hide his grin. One prank goes a little awhol though and Jason's classroom is a mess. Leo helps clean up after school and the tension of three months of back and forth turns electric in an instant. They become the couple the students giggle over. Jason refuses to partake in any affectionate activities during school hours. Leo takes it as a challenge to sneak as many forehead and cheek kisses in as possible. They spend their evenings grading papers and sipping tea. Leo eases his husband's glasses off his face and grabs a blanket before squishing himself onto the couch with Jason. They fall asleep like that many times a month. It never stops.

McJackson theme park workers AU where they challenge each other to the scariest Rollercoasters right after lunch and whoever throws up first has to do park rounds. They're at a tie but Percy is determined to win. So he challenges Piper to ride their two scariest rollers one after the other for half an hour. Piper who can never say no to a dare does it. She throws up so violently Percy has to take over her shift for three days. He brings her soup, and bland toast, and peppermint tea. She laughs at his doting and he mumbles apologies for the guilt of making her bedridden. He says he'll do any dare she asks, so she has some justice. She gives him a glittering smirk and says "any dare?" He should have known then he'd be in trouble but he nods anyway. "I dare you to kiss me." They've been happily terrorizing park guests ever since. And now they both go on terrible rides and get sick and egg each other on. And they are best friends with the added bonus of kissing each other thrown in. When Percy proposes it is so on brand for then their friends groan when they hear the recount. "I dare you to marry me." Piper has never been so happy to complete a dare in her life.

Leobeth as stressed out engineering students AU. They meet in the library when they both go to the printer at the same time and find out its broken. It's 2am and Annabeth just wanted to print her notes so she could start on the grueling process of actually studying them. Leo laughs when she kicks the machine and then fixes it with ridiculous speed. She's grateful enough to throw her arms around him and buy him coffee. They end up studying together often and help each other with theories and concepts they aren't quite grasping. They kind of fall into love, tinkering their friendship just as Leo tinkered with the printer. One day they were groaning over notes and the next Annabeth was kissing Leo because she got an A on her test and she was so happy she was beside herself. He pulls her in for another one and the kiss promised forever. They did everything together after that. Studied, graduated, succeeded. And when they got married Leo printed his vows over her study notes, and gifted her a little printer pendant that she wore on her necklace of beads. Annabeth laughed herself silly and never took it off.

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For the july prompts:

Hurricane: Piper × percy

hellloo darling! these two always make my heart flutter and although this was the shortest drabble in this edition of the drabble challenge i think it's definitely one of the more emotional (maybe aggressive) ones. i was listening to 13 Missed Calls by Zach Hood and basically i changed the song into a fic.

she looks like an angel but she's bad for my health

CW: toxic/unhealthy relationship

prompt: hurricane// mcjackson// 256 words

Percy flings his phone across the room and is disappointed when it doesn’t shatter. When it bounces against the puffy-cushion and lands with a dull thud on the floor.

Thirteen fucking missed calls.

Thirteen and she still thinks she’s right. Thirteen and she still thinks they’re salvageable. “Stay for me Percy,” She whispers. He hears it thirteen times like echo, like unrelenting. “I’ve been thinking about you Percy.” And he wants to say he’s trying not to think about her. That if he does he’ll yank his body off a bridge. Thirteen days of nothing, of endless despairing nothing.

He is in the middle of a hurricane and the hurricane itself, all at once.

“I love you Percy.” And he can still taste the lies on her lips. They’re so sweet, they sound so pretty. He wants to go in for another taste. Anything better than the ash he is left with. Better than the ringing he always hears.

“We’re so good together.” She smiles, and it lights up his dying forest.

What they forget to tell you is that dying trees catch alight much faster, that the warmth in his chest should not be getting so unbearably hot, that he should not be suffocating on the smoky aftermath.

“You don't care.” He sighs. She’s looking for drama and he’s happy to be the thespian. Just one more night.

Hurricane romance, he grins, as he stares at the destruction within him. Inferno love, she smiles, looking at her charred fingertips where she touches him. Pretty hellish end.

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