Summary: Percy becomes fixated on you—the one camper he can’t predict—and realizes what unsettles him most is that you see him differently than everyone else
If anyone asked Percy Jackson when things started going wrong, he’d say it was the moment he stopped seeing you as a problem to solve—and started seeing you as a variable he couldn’t predict.
Which, frankly, annoyed him.
Camp returned to normal after Capture the Flag. Or at least, mostly normal. Clarisse was still loud, Thalia was still smug, and the dining pavilion still smelled faintly of burned offerings and teenage chaos.
You were the anomaly.
You didn’t sit with a cabin, not really. You drifted—sometimes with the Hermes kids, sometimes with Hades’ table, sometimes alone, perched on the edge of the pavilion roof like gravity was optional. You laughed easily, fought viciously, and vanished whenever Percy thought he’d finally figured you out.
And gods help him—he noticed everything.
The way you never turned your back on open water.
The way your humour sharpened whenever someone mentioned prophecies.
The way your hands stilled—just for a breath—whenever the Underworld was brought up like it was a joke.
It bothered him.
Which is how he found himself training harder.
“You’re overdoing it,” Annabeth said one afternoon, watching him hack at a practice dummy that had already been reduced to splinters. “You’re going to break something.”
“Yeah,” Percy muttered. “The dummy.”
She narrowed her eyes. “You’re thinking about them again.”
He froze.
Annabeth sighed. “You’re not subtle.”
“I don’t—” He stopped, exhaled. “They’re suspicious.”
“You said that about Rachel. And Beckendorf. And that one harpy who tried to eat you.”
“This is different.”
Annabeth tilted her head. “Because they beat Clarisse?”
“No,” Percy said automatically.
Then, quieter: “Because they don’t look at me like everyone else does.”
That night, you caught him watching you.
He was sitting near the campfire, flames reflected in his eyes, when you dropped down beside him uninvited. Close enough that your shoulders brushed.
“Careful, Jackson,” you said lightly. “If you stare any harder, people are going to start rumours.”
He didn’t look away. “You already started those.”
You smirked. “I don’t start rumours. I curate them.”
Silence settled—not awkward, but weighted. The fire popped. Someone laughed in the distance.
"You didn’t have to go easy on me,” Percy said suddenly.
You blinked. “I didn’t.”
“You did,” he insisted. “In the woods. You could’ve ended it sooner.”
Your expression shifted—just a flicker. Gone before he could pin it down.
“Maybe,” you said. “Maybe I wanted to see if you’d keep fighting even when you thought you’d lost.”
Percy frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.”
You stood, brushing ash from your hands. “It will.”
Hi! Could you make a preferences/hc of the pro/hoo characters how they cuddle and/or sleep with there s/o?
cuddling hcs with pjo/hoo characters
warnings/notes: possible hints of angst + trauma, cause who doesn't have it :')
a/n: these kinda went into general pda hcs, but hopefully it's still good tho
reader tends to be gender-neutral / masterlist
annabeth
i feel like when cuddling w/ annabeth that there's not really a big spoon or little spoon posistion
it's mainly just your arms wrapped around each other, just a tangle of arms and limbs
dosen't really hug you too much in public but always needs a goodbye hug from you before you go somewhere
she also likes acting out as your pillow with you head on her chest/lap (she probably reads you a book too :))
bianca
her hugs are really comforting and warm
she always knows when you need one
she can just tell
she's memorized your body language to a t
might whisper some comforting words here and there
could make any surface feel soft when her arms are wrapped around you
calypso
i think she likes to be held more than to hold someone
she can hold you tho, and she's great at comforting you
likes to hum or sing you little songs and melodies
she likes when you play with her braid too
overall good experience
clarisse
i feel like she gives good bear hugs
she has some meatystrong arms so her hugs are kinda firm, like she's reminding you that she's there and no one can hurt you
her hugs are also surprisingly warm so they're extra comforting
connor
connor's hugs are a little more firm then travis's but still all the more comforting
he likes taking his time with hugging and cuddling
he likes spinning you around too when he gets excited
travis
travis hugs are very playful and warm
likes to come up from behind and give you a surprise hug
also moves around a bit when cuddling but it's fine, he just wants to get in a comfy position :))
also loves spinning you around
ethan
i kinda feel like he's a side hugger
so not too big on cuddling
he's not exactly avoidant of pda but he's not looking for it
might put his arm around you every once in a while
when cuddling he likes to be the big spoon, he finally feels like he can be of use and protect you from the cruel world :')
frank
gives the best bear hugs (both literally and metamorphically)
at first he's pretty awkward w/ hugging but grows to love it
he can shapeshift into just about any animal to have a different cuddling arrangement
one day you're being snuggled by a dragon, who's wrapped protectively around you, and the next you're holding a cute lil labrador puppy in your hands
needless to say it's an overall wholesome expierence :)
grover
the first time you hugged him, poor goat bby didn't know what to do
like where is he supposed to put his hands??
but after a while gets used to them
not to big of a hugger but enjoys it
has to get over the awkwardness of it at first tho
but afterwards enjoys it
just never sneak up on him
hazel
i don't know how else to describe her hugs other than sweet
her hugs are super comforting and grounding
just sneak up on her and give her a surprise back hug
she lets out the cutest giggle whenever you do it :')
even though she probably heard you coming
always wants to make sure you're comforting when cuddling, she dosen't want to overstep any boundaries of yours so
jason
not exactly looking for cuddles or pda in general, but he's not going to hate affections either
he'll most likely be wanting cudddles after a long day of praetor duties, helping at chb, or school
he won't want anything else, just to be held by you for a few good long minutes
with that being said however, he is more of a big spoon type of guy
leo
he's like a human furnace
always super hot warm
very comforting and cozy
he loves snuggling
in general he's a very touchy person so a arm's usually always around you
loves holding you
after a long day of working on little trinkets and fixing up things he likes to be held by you (arms around your waist, face on your shoulder)
play w/ his hair pleaseee it's very soothing
luke
sturdy?
he has some pretty strong arms so his hugs are a bit firmer than he'd honestly prefer
likes to put his hands around your waist with your hands placed over his
also he likes when you just play with his fingers or stroke his arms lovingly
((also has a really good grip
nico
he isn't much of a hugger, to other people anyways
but with you, he practically craves your touch
it always has to be in a closed off space tho
he's not the biggest fan of pda, but alone with you,,
he practically clings onto you like a lil koala bear
loves wrapping his arms around your waist and burrying his face in your neck
he just needs someone to touch every once in a while to keep him grounded :')
side note: he is pretty cold, like ALL the time so ye
percy
percy the pillow jkjk
fr tho, he likes just placing his head on your chest as his arms around your waist when cuddling
also is a fan of getting his hair played with
he goes back n forth between lil spoon and big spoon
he also just finds your presence itself very comforting
and your smell
goes to sleep with the biggest grin on his face
piper
another hummer
she likes it when you braid her hair
she also like brushing her nails through your hair and scratching at your scalp
she likes holding you more than being held
can be very comforting
a quick hug from her also brings a great feeling
rachel
appreciates signs of pda in general
enjoys holding you and playing w/ your hair
can just walk up to you, give you a hug and walk away randomly
she is moreover a quality time person sooo
reyna
not really a hugger tbh
she has lots of walls built up sooo
she's also not much of a physical person
but she might be good with a hug or two after a long day
if she were to cuddle she'd be pretty stiff at first and need to ease her way into it
thalia
likes wrapping her arms around your neck and just looking at you with so much adoration in her eyes
she really likes being held from behind when sharing a bed
also likes to play with your fingers
will
his hugs are so warm and comforting (obvs)
i feel like he'd be the type to just be gossiping w/ you while you two are tangled together, he's playing with your fingers and all but still has your undivided attention
probably majority of the time os the big spoon but would like being the little spoon on especially hard and stressful days
zoë
as much as i looove zoë, i don't think she is much of a hugger :'(
she's very stiff at first bc she isn't really used to soft touches or touching in general
but then eventually relaxes and will end up not wanting you to leave her
she likes when you play with her hair
she can give good back rubs
she proably will end up being the little spoon on most days tho
also gets tired and ends up wanting cuddles
it helps give her a space of calmness after a long day out hunting
Hey, I'm semi new to the extremely goofy movie fandom. I made a few ocs (main oc and she has two sisters) I was wondering if you have any birthday headcanons for Max and his buddies and the gammas at all?
I'm new to it too. In fact, I only just watched the movie for the first time a few days ago... I only did Brad and Tank [And Goofy, since he was technically one] for the Gammas, because I didn't really know what else to doo....
[I have an obvious favorite]
Max Goof
He would never forget your birthday, just like his father. In fact, your birthday has been stressing him out
What if you hate it and break up with him???
It has to be perfect!
He's scared if you don't have a great day, you'll hate him forever and you can never live your little cottage life in the forest with kids and sit on the bench on the front porch when you're old- Okay, maybe he's getting ahead of himself... Still, his point still stands
The day doesn't go at all how he plans
Your outfit got a drink over it when Pj accidentally knocked into you
Bobby messed up the music and started playing some random, highpitched noise for a few minutes, before Max finally unplugged Bobby's system
The table that had your gifts collapsed on itself [Hope there was nothing breakable/fragile in those packages]
The cake was late to the party
But the final straw was when he was finally getting the cake set up. It was perfect; The exact cake you wanted, favorite flavor/stuffings/cake kind/ decorated exactly how you wanted with pretty little candles. And then, when he was a foot from you, he accidentally drops the cake
You'd think he just watched his childhood pet get shot with the look on his face
Everybody was so taken aback and he just dips. He can't be there anymore
You go out to find him [With help from dad] and you try asking him what happened?
He tells you about how he was worried about it being perfect, you leaving, the cottage house- And then much to his dismay, you start laughing
"Oh, Max. I don't care about some party, presents or even cake."
"Really? But that's what birthday's are about."
"Max, being around you is good enough for me."
"No, you're just saying that to be nice."
"No, Max. I really mean it. Why would I need any of that when you are everything to me?"
Peter Pete Junior "P.J."
He's been trying to be sneaky about it, because he wanted to throw you a surprise party
He always wanted to throw one, but never got the chance
It was perfect
You were absolutely terrified when coming home and tons of people jumping at you, but besides that it was great
You're impressed with all the decorations and food
He wanted you to feel as loved as you made him feel
Bobby Zimmeruski
Birthday? Someone's birthday is coming up? Who's?
Yours- SHI- How could he forget it????
Oh, right, he's always high
He's a simple guy who comes up with a simple plan
Just you and him- You know like you always want
Nobody else
It's a really relaxed day
Tries to get you to chill and loosen up
Bradley Uppercrust III
He forgot. Doesn't even realize he forgot it
The Gammas set everything up and make it seem like Brad did it
And of course he takes credit for it. I mean, he is the perfect boyfriend is he not?
He likes that you're gushing over the party and inturn gushing over him
He gives half-assed thanks to the Gammas for setting the party up
They're pissy about his attitude, but decide to keep it to themselves
He's really arrogant about the party and your praises only increase his ego
He might actually just throw you a party by himself just to get this attention again, because he kind of likes it... Like a lot
Tank
He forgot, but once he realizes, he's freaking out
How could he forget????? God, he feels like such a fool
He needs to plan something special
He pulls something together last minute and it's obvious, but he tries to make it seem not so last minute?
You're fine with it, because Brad the other Gammas aren't there
He really is the sweetest to you and promises to never forget again [After confessing he forgot]
Turns out he had your birthday in his calendar on the wrong day
Goofy
He remembered and has a plan
He wants to make you as happy as possible
Wants to make this day as special as possible
And while there are a few hiccups, it all comes together by the end of it
The night ends with you both outside looking at the sky and Goofy tells you he loves you
You're a little taken aback, because he's never said that before
Neither of you had
You sit up. "You love me?"
"Of course?" He looks at you confused, "I have for a really long time you know."
Your face was lit up like Rudolph's nose. You turn away from him, quickly covering your face, before you let out a meeped, "I love you, too."
cant live without a poly ship so pjhazel with reader...light (?) nsfw. making out and allusions to more. fem cheerleader reader. are there any pj fics i mean this is rachel sennot we're talkin about. not gonna proofread we die like jeff should have. reuploading bc tumblr hates me and wont make my posts show up on the tags.
maybe reader is a cheerleader who both of the girls have a crush on, made difficult by them being...friends. aka pj has had a crush on hazel for years and has tried to stomp it down into the dust while hazel tries to forget about her feelings. which definitely always works.
you probably didnt notice them before the fight club, but once you join its hard not to. you like hazel because she's genuinely so nice to everyone and cute in that "you kinda scare me but i weirdly really like it", and you like pj because while her attraction is so obvious by the way she refuses to hit you, constantly adjusting your posture, and how you've caught her staring at your ass about twenty damn times already. but shes cute in a "you're obviously a loser but your desperation kinda turns me on way."
maybe pj catches on to how close you're getting to hazel, then being the hotheaded ass she is (affectionately) confronts hazel about it, telling her if she was a real friend she'd do her a solid and back the hell off ??? obviously hazel isnt falling for it, saying they should leave it up to you to decide who you're interested in.
lucky for them you invite them for a study date at your house that night ! when they ring your doorbell pj is nitpicking hazels button-up, getting surprised when hazel bites back and critiques her plaid zip up jacket because really? plaid?
they both quickly shut up when you open the door, smiling casually like you arent standing in front of them in a lacy bra and shorts, turning around inviting them up to your room as you expect them to follow you. they do, of course. (hazel makes sure to clowe and lock your front door beacuse shes. polite. yeah.)
the fake studying you do is dreadfully boring. hazel tries to pay attention to the work, while pj is flirting with you and getting more flustered the harder you flirt back. eventually you get sick of the bullshit, grabbing her by that fugly plaid jacket and bringing her lips down to yours.
you have to pull back only three seconds in when to your shock the brunette lets out the loudest groan you've ever heard and brings her hands up to squish your breasts, looking slightly embarrassed as giggle at her and brush some of her frizzy hair back away from her face.
a mix between a shaky inhale and a snort reminds you of the other person in the room, turning to see hazel with such a strong grip on her pencil you're slightly scared shes going to stab herself with it.
you ask her "dont laugh at her, you think you could do better?" and before you know it she's crawling towards you from the bottom of your bed and kissing you with the passion of a long lost lover.
you have to admit you're slightly surprised at how proficient she is at kissing, knowing just the right way to tilt your head and graze your lips with her tongue. it makes you so light headed you fall onto your back on the covers, hazel never giving you a chance to pull away as she follows you down and cages you in.
you make out with her for another minute or two before gently pushing her off to catch a breath, your chest rising up and down at a mile a minute. once your head clears more, you look above you to see hazel looking almost nervous. her eyes dart from you to the space to your left, and you tilt her head to see pj doing the same.
"you guys can kiss too, yknow. i wont mind. it'd be pretty hot actually."
you meant it as half of a joke but your breath catches in your throat when pj grips the sides of hazels head and kisses her. well, more like starts licking at the area around her mouth, but with a little guidance its not long before the two are in a heated makeout above you, the sight and the sounds they're making turning you on in ways you didnt think was possible.
you press a hand into both of their chests, the girls pulling apart and looking at you like they're both waiting for your command.
yeah, you were gonna have fun with this.
was looking at hazel tiktoks and a comment complained about the lack of stuff about her on wattpad, then someone said to head over here and sometimes i forget that. u r real people. reading what i write. so. whats up.
Trigger Warnings: smut!!! MINORS DNI. oral (both receiving), fingering (pj receiving), nipple play (both receiving)
Synopsis: PJ has finally done it, she's met the girl of her dreams. However, as the night gets closer to its close, PJ and her girlfriend decide to take their relationship to another level.
"Fuck," PJ cursed as she watched Peach's cart pass her Daisy cart. Mario Kart was often something that got the dirty blonde heated. It only made her girlfriend smirk and laugh as she would once again beat her to the finish line at the last moment. It was (Y/n)'s secret talent that PJ could've done without knowing as she had never beat (Y/n) at a game of Mario Kart during their four months of dating. "I really don't understand how you keep doing that. You have to be cheating. Do you just save that stupid red shell for the finish line each time?"
(Y/n) put her controller down, turning to see the pout on PJ's face. Smiling a bit, she leaned over and placed a soft kiss on her girlfriend's lips. "Don't be such a sore loser, babe." She smirked a bit more, pulling away as PJ let her head fall backward from the teasing kiss that was just shared. "Besides, it's my best skill but I only have one person I can show off to, so you will just have to suck it up." (Y/n) said simply, patting PJ's thigh as she stood up to go get them some water while PJ revived her heart from the kiss. Coming back, she set their drinks on coasters, lifting the controller as if to ask if PJ wanted to continue.
PJ shook her head, exhausted from five full games of losing. Accepting the water gratefully, she took a drink of it. "What should we do now then?" PJ asked as she watched (Y/n) shut off the Wii and TV. She couldn't help her eyes from traveling the length of her girlfriend's body, a soft smile adorning her features as she admired the girl. Her eyes made their way back up, meeting (Y/n)'s as they clashed together in a heated make-out quickly after. It usually happened like that. They would make eye contact, and it was like their bodies couldn't help but meet in the middle, closing the gap between them.
(Y/n) felt her chest growing warm as that familiar feeling made its way through her body. PJ felt the same, quickly pulling away. Their breathing was heaving, mingling together as they stared at each other. "Are you okay, babe?" (Y/n) whispered, a hand moving to PJ's cheek, making note of her lips that were starting to swell from their rough kiss. Sometimes, they don't realize how rough they have been, instead, they just stare at each other's swollen lips, still lost in themselves and each other.
PJ felt her breath momentarily hitch at the question. Her eyes flickered onto (Y/n) lips back to her eyes as she cleared her throat. "Yeah, yes, I'm okay. I just knew if we didn't stop, I would get really..." Horny. How was she supposed to talk to her girlfriend about this? It shouldn't have been a difficult conversation, after all; they had been dating for a while and had talked and joked about topics like this. Why was it so difficult now? Maybe because this was the closest they've been to actually go further from making out. PJ could feel the heat rising to her cheeks as she looked for the explanation she needed at that moment.
(Y/n) other hand took PJ's for a silent moment. She needed to gather her thoughts from her foggy mind in order to properly respond. "I understand, PJ. I get that way when we kiss like that, too. I... I want you to know that whenever you feel ready to go further, I'm ready, too. I trust you, and I love you. You are my safe space." (Y/n) finished, happy to finally admit that she felt the same things that PJ felt. There was a simultaneous feeling of relief shared between the two as they looked at each other.
PJ smiled at (Y/n) for a long moment before leaning over and pressing a gentle kiss to her forward. Her heart was beating quickly and loud in her ears and didn't stop after she had leaned back to look at her once more. "I feel the same. I love you, too, and I'm also ready." PJ regretted thinking of sex as something that needed to be done as soon as possible. She was happy she waited and that her and Brittany weren't compatible. She felt lucky and excited to say that (Y/n) was the person she would be committing herself to. She has never loved anyone like she did (Y/n). Not even Brittany.
PJ and (Y/n) leaned in slowly before they kissed again. But it felt different. There was the same passion they always had only the kiss felt different. PJ gently pulled (Y/n) over to her on the couch, and (Y/n) caught onto the idea PJ had easily. Straddling her lap, (Y/n)'s fingers made their way into PJ's hair, deepening the kiss. PJ's hands slipped into (Y/n)'s shirt, but relaxed on her hips, not wanting to push forward until (Y/n) said it was okay. PJ felt her girlfriend softly grind upon her lap causing her to moan in their kiss as she felt herself grow wet and resisted the urge of her thighs tightening together.
(Y/n) was the one to pull away, feeling herself grow needy. "PJ, let's go to my room." She suggested, kissing PJ's jawline softly. PJ shuddered under the touch, biting her lip as her eyebrows creased together. Her mind was foggy, but her thoughts were clear. "Okay, I'll follow you're lead," PJ responded as she felt (Y/n) remove herself from her lap. She instantly missed her girlfriend's position on top of her, but knew she wouldn't have to wait long to gain that warmth again. PJ followed her to the bedroom, smiling at (Y/n) as they surged forward, kissing again. This time, PJ did step up, removing (Y/n)'s shirt, (Y/n) following the action.
Their kisses were heated as (Y/n) felt her knees buckle as the back of them hit her bed. Sitting down, she quickly made herself busy with PJ's pants button as PJ ran her fingers through (Y/n)'s hair. PJ only removed her fingers to help remove her jeans, her knee moving in between (Y/n)'s thigh, causing (Y/n)'s breath to catch in her throat. "Is this okay?" PJ whispered, cupping (Y/n)'s face as she checked on her. She didn't want to proceed unless (Y/n) was okay and still wanted to take this next step with her.
An appreciative smile made its way to (Y/n)'s lips. "I'm okay, and I'm sure that this is what I want to do." She cupped PJ's hands, closing her eyes as she breathed in at the touch. She loved the way PJ's hands held her. Opening her eyes, she looked up at PJ. "What about you, PJ? Are you okay, and are you still feeling sure?" (Y/n) questioned gently. She felt like it was important to hear PJ say she was sure, just like it was important to PJ prior. Having mutual, verbal consent was the only way either of them would proceed.
PJ leaned down, kissing (Y/n) deeply. "I am so sure," she said, smiling against (Y/n)'s lips.
PJ gently pushed (Y/n) back onto the bed and onto the pillows behind her. Her knee moving back in between (Y/n)'s thighs once more caused a quiet moan to escape her throat. PJ smiled at this as she removed (Y/n)'s jeans and they connected their lips again. PJ's hands twitched slightly over (Y/n)'s breasts before she pulled away, kissing up (Y/n)'s jawline to her ear so she could whisper. "Can I take off your bra?" PJ asked softly, wanting to make sure every step was taken with consent. "And can you take off mine?" She added with a playful smile, kissing back down (Y/n)'s jaw to her neck, finding her pulse point easily.
A moan escaped (Y/n) as she gripped PJ's shoulder at the sudden finding of her pulse point. "Yes, please. Take off everything I have left. I just need you." She bit her lip, as her fingers tiptoed down PJ's back, unclasping the bra and tossing it to their mixed pile of clothes. The action pleased PJ as she allowed her hands to move up (Y/n)'s waist, removing (Y/n)'s bra as well. Then, in an almost swift, with a healthy mix of clumsy, moves, she removed (Y/n)'s underwear and then her own. Both now lying together naked. They were under the chill of (Y/n)'s fan that she never turned off, and yet, they felt warm against each other's skin. "You are so fucking beautiful, PJ." (Y/n) whispered as her hands went to cup PJ's breasts, her thumbs sliding over PJ's hardened nipples.
PJ moaned, her head gently falling, letting their foreheads rest together as her eyes fluttered close momentarily. "You're so beautiful, too. I am so fucking lucky to have someone like you in my life." She said, forcing herself to speak clearly under (Y/n)'s touch. The moment of focus didn't last long as (Y/n) pinched her nipples gently, causing her back to arch. In one fluid motion, (Y/n) took the opportunity to connect her lips to PJ's boob, gently taking the nipple between her teeth and sucking. PJ felt overwhelmed by pleasure, and she silently swore that she could orgasm just from that. "Fuck, (Y/n), don't stop," she cried out in pleasure. Her hands find (Y/n)'s breasts, hoping to bring her the same pleasure.
Without detaching her lips from PJ's boob, she moaned. PJ's hand exploring her body further, her thumb landing and massaging her clit, however; did cause her to let go, her head falling back to the pillow. PJ almost smirked at the way she was causing (Y/n) to come undone with just a touch until she remembered that (Y/n) was doing the same thing to her. "Oh my fucking, God, PJ," (Y/n) praised as PJ began to kiss down her body. Love bites scattered along (Y/n)'s body as PJ led a trail down (Y/n)'s body. "Please, PJ, make love to me," (Y/n) knew PJ needed this confirmation to do further action. And just like that, PJ was encouraged and began eating her girlfriend out.
(Y/n) felt ethereal in that moment, like she wasn't in her own body. Her eyes rolled back as PJ fucked her with her tongue. Nothing could beat this feeling. Or at least she thought until pressure was added to her clit again as PJ continued to eat her out. Her hands scrambled for something to hold. PJ moved her free hand to take one of (Y/n)'s sensing the need (Y/n) had as she felt (Y/n)'s other hand push back PJ's hair that was annoyingly falling in her face. She felt relieved, too, that (Y/n) kept her hand there, fingers tangled within her curls. It helped her focus on the taste of her girlfriend, loving the way she squirmed as she made love to her.
(Y/n)'s mind clouded over as she felt herself grow close. It took her a couple of seconds to find her words within the moans spilling from her lips. The same moans that caused PJ to quicken her pace. "PJ, don't stop, I'm going to cum." She said, her chest heaving. PJ did what she was told, not stopping as (Y/n) grip on her hand and hair tightened, but it wasn't painful. As (Y/n) cried out as she came, PJ drank her up as if (Y/n) was water and she was dehydrated. She continued to finish, allowing (Y/n) to ride out her high. (Y/n) felt her hips stutter in pleasure as PJ pulled away slowly, licking her bottom lip. There was a new, proud glimmer in PJ's eyes that caused (Y/n) to pull her up to her, kissing her deeply.
PJ moaned in the kiss, grinning a bit at her work. She felt herself get flipped over and smirked up at the girl on top of her. "Make love to me," PJ whispered, her tongue hitting the back of her teeth as she looked up at (Y/n). She was silently relishing the taste of her, hoping it would never leave her. (Y/n) obliged to her words exploring PJ's body with her hands and her lips. Her lips reattached themselves to PJ's boob, one hand holding her up, and the other entering PJ, causing her to gasp in pleasure. (Y/n) began fingering her as her thumb circled her clit and her mouth sucked on her boob. PJ then felt herself share the same overwhelmingly pleasureful experience that (Y/n) felt earlier.
PJ felt like she was floating on air as (Y/n) pleasured her. "Don't stop. Please, don't stop." She stated, a smile etching its way on her lips before an 'o' formed. Her hands were on (Y/n)'s boobs, which she deemed was the best thing to hold always, but especially during sex. Her hips rolled with (Y/n)'s touch as she felt herself growing closer. "I'm so close, baby," she bit her lip to hide a moan, but it came out anyway. (Y/n) kept the pace that she was at, moaning at PJ's moans. Feeling PJ clench on her fingers, she heard PJ cry out 'I'm cumming' before removing her fingers. PJ would have cried out at the action in protest if (Y/n) hadn't quickly replaced her fingers with her tongue. She helped PJ ride out her high, even overstimulating her into another orgasm as she did so. As she officially pulled away, the two girls catching their breaths, she licked PJ's orgasm from her fingers.
The action alone caused PJ to want to fuck her all over again.
Kicking the covers out from under them, (Y/n) pulled it over them, pulling PJ close to her. Their bare, clammy bodies pressed together, but neither could complain. They didn't want to anyway. "You're the one," PJ said quietly as she brushed a thumb along (Y/n)'s bottom lip. They were drinking each other in, and this was the pre-aftercare the two needed atthat moment, it was a silent agreement. At the face (Y/n) pulled, PJ laughed softly. "I'm serious. You are the one. You are my person." PJ whispered, pressing a kiss to (Y/n)'s lips. The tastes of each other mixed together, but neither minded.
A small laugh escaped (Y/n), despite the loving kiss that PJ shared and she reciprocated. "Are you only saying that because I fucked you into two orgasms?" She questioned cheekily, nudging PJ's nose softly with her own. Their own silly little gesture that they shared. They loved it when their noses touched because it always caused them to laugh, especially when they bumped and ruined a kiss.
"Mmm... Partially," PJ teased, making the two laugh together before PJ got serious again. Her thumb left (Y/n)'s lips, resting on her cheek. "When I look at you, I see everything right in the world. You make me happier than anything. You're so special to me. You are my person, my one, and I love you." PJ said, almost sleepily. Which made sense due to their previous activities. But they still needed to shower and at least get dressed since (Y/n)'s parents would get home later on in the day.
Gently kissing PJ, (Y/n) pulled away with a soft smile adorning her features. "I know, PJ. I love you, too. Just like I'm the person for you, you're the person for me. You're my one, also, and you make me so happy. I couldn't have fallen in love with a better person. You're funny, kind, and loving. Plus, a bonus is that you went to juvie and all." The two couldn't get through any serious conversation without a joke being thrown in somewhere. The two laughed gently before (Y/n) finally convinced PJ it was time to get up and shower. But afterward, they took what could easily be an award-winning nap in each other's arms.
He was only back at camp for a week when he saw her. The love of his life. Y/N L/N, daughter of Athena and quite possibly the most beautiful person that he ever had the pleasure of getting to know, and eventually dating.
Percy was as happy as a clam, hanging out with Y/N almost daily. They read together, made bracelets for each other, did archery, and even practiced Greek together.
They were at lunch when it first happened. He reached a hand to her face to tuck a braid behind her ear, and she flinched. He brushed it off as something that was a luck of the draw. Then it happened again, when he reached for her hand to walk her back to her cabin, and again when he went to kiss her goodnight.
Three times wasn’t a luck of the draw. Three times wasn’t something to brush off, three times was no coincidence. He knew something was wrong when he saw the brief look of something that flashed over her face.
He saw that same look that his mother had when his step father raised his hand. That same blank expression. That fear, that adreniline. He reconginized it, and he didn’t like it.
The next day, he talked to her about it. After lunch, he made sure to pull her away from the friend group, and find themselves on a isolated pinic table just behind cabin 3, but deep enough into the forest so that no one would bother them.
“ Now I’m gonna ask you something... and I need you to be honest with me about it, okay.”
“ Okay.... did I do something? If I did-”
“ No, no,no. Its just that I... well I... I don’t really know how to say it.”
“ Are you breaking up with me?”
“ No. Its just...”
“ Spit it out Jackson!”
His face softened.
“ Are you okay?”
“ Yeah?”
“ Its just, you’ve flinched alot lately and I worry that-”
“ It was nothing, just a reflex.”
“ You said that you went home for the first time in a while, and I just want to make sure that-”
“ Thin ice Jackson.”
“ Y/N... I can tell that you’re lying.”
“ I’m not lying.”
“ Then why won’t you look at me?”
“ Because... I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”
“ Please don’t cry.”
“ I’m sorry.”
“ Don’t aplogize.”
“ I... I... I-”
“ What happened.”
“ My dad. I went home and at first he was nice, he let me stay up as late as I wanted and bought me ice cream but then he would drink. After 3 he was a blast , but after 6 he would get weepy about my mom.”
“ Y/N.”
“ After 8 he would get mean, and hit me, over and over and over again. And I would have to lock myself in the closet to get him to stop.”
“ And my brother-”
“ Your brother?”
“ He didn’t have to drink to beat me, he just did it whenever he felt like.”
She clamped a hand over her mouth like she said too much. Her eyes went wide, and she looked panicked for a moment, before her face settled into one of sadness.
“ Why didn’t you tell me?”
“ I... I don’t know, its a bit embarrassing I guess.”
“ Y/N there is no need to be emba-”
“ I’m a demi-god for gods sake, and I still let it happen.” tears were falling down her face, and she looked like she would explode.
“ Y/N... everything’s gonna be okay.” Percy for one time in his life was at a loss for words, and he didn’t quite know what to say.
Author’s Note: Hey everyone, I just want to let you all know that this is a multifandom blog and you can send in a request for any fandom (and if I am a part of that fandom) I’ll write it! – Haley xx
The bed was warm as I snuggled myself into the body next to me. There was sunlight filtered through the blinds and splashing itself all over the floor and the bed. It would not be long until he woke up and started talking about how we needed to get moving, how the day was getting on without us, but sometimes, I just want to lay in bed a little bit longer.
I watched as PJ cracked one eye opened. “Good morning,” I whispered. He buried his face in the pillow and groaned. “What? No witty line about how we need to take on the day?”
I felt his hands on my waist as he pulled me closer; our foreheads bumping into each other. “Not today,” PJ’s sleep filled voice answered. “The bed is too warm for us to leave. Besides,” PJ continued, “the under the bed goblins are still active. We must wait for them to leave or they’ll grab our ankles when we get out of bed.”
“Under the bed goblins?” I asked. “Sounds dangerous, PJ. How long do we have to wait?”
PJ rolled over and grabbed his phone off the nightstand and turned it on. “… At least an hour.”
PJ moved back to me, I wrapped my arm around his waist, laid my head on his chest. “At least an hour? I can deal with that.” I felt PJ’s hands played with the ends of my hair. “What do the goblins want?”
I love PJ’s stories. He is always thinking of some new creature or place off the top of his head and bringing them to life for me. “I think… I think they want you to be their queen.”
“Well, I don’t want that,” I said, looking up at him. “The goblins can have someone else.”
PJ chuckled. “The goblins are persistent, but if we stay in bed, they can’t get to you.”
I raised up and rested my weight on my elbow. I locked eyes with PJ as I leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips. “I love lazy mornings with you,” I mumbled in between kisses.
It was a normal day aboard the Argo 2. Well, as normal as it could get seeing that your brother and his girlfriend had fallen off the ship a couple hours ago. Everybody was quiet and subdued, Leo most of all. He felt like it was his fault but everyone thought, and knew, otherwise.
“Leo?” You called as you entered the engine room. A small grunt came from your left and you went over to your boyfriend.
“Come on. You need to eat,” You said softly as you tugged on his shirt.
“I’m not hungry,” Leo said, as his stomach said the opposite.
“Let’s go.” You tugged on his shirt again and he sighed.
“Bring the food in here,” He said. “Yours too. We’ll eat in here, okay?” You nodded and left the room. When you left, Leo got up and started to pace around the room. He stopped after a couple minutes and stood facing away from the door, putting his face into his hands.
‘It’s all my fault,’ Leo thought. ‘It’s all my fault that they’re not here.’ He jumped when he felt two arms wrap around his torso.
“Stop beating yourself up. It’s not your fault they fell,” You said, your voice muffled by his shirt. Leo’s head dropped again and he turned so he could hug you.
“It is though. If I had just pulled the ship up-“ He said before you cut him off.
“No! It was all that stupid spiders fault! Everyone is just as sad and worried as you are. You may have lost a friend, but I lost a brother. And you have no idea how hard that is for me,” You said, tears streaming down your face. It was then that Leo saw how much you were hurting.
“I’m sorry [y/n]. I’m so sorry,” Leo said as he took you into his arms and sat down on the floor, you in his lap. He kissed your forehead and rocked you back and forth. He let you cry until you couldn’t cry anymore.
“I’m sorry,” You said quietly.
“Don’t be. I didn’t even think about how you were doing. I’m the one that should be sorry.” Leo rubbed your back and you leaned into him tiredly.
“I love you,” You said with a yawn.
“I love you too.” You fell asleep in Leo’s lap and he leaned against the wall after he kissed your forehead again.
“I love you [y/n]. I love you more than you can imagine,” He said before falling asleep himself.
