#rippintides

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@rippintides

“All due respect, Jackson- you touch any of my siblings and I’ll fuck you up. Don’t think I won’t.”

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rippintides

“I- I'm not going to believe that. I refuse to.”

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It had been a while since Apollo hung out in New York. He was only there for a short time, though, just to get one of those hot dogs from that one cart. The god had been craving them for, like, an hour.               MAN, those were some good hot dogs.

He was waiting for his order to cook when he spotted a familiar face. He couldn’t quite place it, though... His mind started r a c i n g with the possibilities. Was it:

a former lover?

one of his kids?

some minor god?

a demigod?

Damn it, Apollo couldn’t put his finger on it. He smiled nonetheless, though, with an almost-blinding white grin.

          “I’m sorry...           do I know you from somewhere?”

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rippintides

This was not anticipated. This was really, really, really not anticipated. Percy almost choked under her lips, feeling stiff with the expectation of reciprocating, and yes she was hot but he couldn’t help but feel wrong about all of this. He couldn’t be like one of the gods, just having his way with people. He’d meant to be virtuous and good as a direct contrast to the gods, and– and– He recalled Aphrodite saying something about making his love life interesting. Thanks, auntie. Thanks a bunch. He moved to push her away, misjudged, and his hand landed splat on her chest, and his face overheated that’s way too squishy to be a shoulder— “Sorry! Sorry sorry!” he squeaked, angling his neck away and forgetting to remove his hand until two beats later. Oh boy, was he getting sauced with a side of onion rings.

Reyna knew the moment it happened that it was not going well, but she was too far to really turn back like nothing happened. Talk about being stuck between a rock and a hard place.

She was definitely alarmed though as he placed his hand right on her boob, and boy the look on her face could've cut through a guy easily.

She stepped back instantly, hands covering her chest before she launched in to offensive mode and they stayed at her hips.

"Listen here, Jackson, I do not care that you are the son of Neptune. You could be a God, and I still would not care. I will make you understand that under no circumstances that should happen again. Learn better hand-eye coordination,

understood?"

At least she was able to use that argument to cover up what happened.

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rip percy