PLSPLSPLS DO !! I Actually Enjoy Talking To People On Here

PLSPLSPLS DO !! i actually enjoy talking to people on here🫶🏾

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

random question for main but like.. how on gods earth do y'all either confess to people or give people yer numbers ???😦 pretty boy at camp is driving me insane im afraid..

Ethan Nakamura x Cutesy! Reader

warning; none author's notes; this is incredibly self indulgent bc 1. i LOVEEE ethan so bad idc if he got such a small amount of page time !!! 2. im a die hard opposites attract lover and me and him would literally be the best set up for that trope👎🏾👎🏾 was writing this b4 i got a req so posting this first to feed the ppl😞

half the camp is wondering how y'all even got together

like you're bubbly and sweet, you're probably everybody's friends to some degree

and then there's Ethan.

needless to say, not the most expected couple around Camp Half-Blood..

but you guys love each other dearly and that's all that matters !

very grateful that your around to be honest

he's given up a lot in his life (ie; his eye-) so he's happy to know you decided to stick with him

you LOVE putting those cute little sanrio hair clips on him :3

he doesn't even take them out afterwards, he'll just death glare anyone who asks about them

he has a whole little container of your hair ties and clips too ! says it's for "safe keeping" but he just likes messing with them when he misses you

which leads me to my next headcanon🥁🥁🥁

MATCHING STUFFED ANIMALS !!!!!

more specifically those cute plague doctor ones ?

^^ those guys !

he has the softer colored one bc it's literally you and of course, you have the black one bc it's literally him

(again totally not projecting like i did with the connor thing bc i have that one !!)

you probably leave most of your stuffed animals in his cabin bc y'all have shared custody over them

HE LOVESSS ALL THE STRAWBERRY/VANILLA SCENTED STUFF YOU HAVE !!!

he's literally attached to you by the hip because of how good it smells

sometimes he steals your body wash bc it smells that good(doesn't even use it, just likes the smell)

either you made it for him or you bought it for him, but he now has this eye patch bc of you :3c

i saw it and thought it was perfect for this🙏🏾

he actually wears it all the time too !!!

mm probably calls you super soft pet names like bunny or angel

y'all know the saying 'the way you say hello' ??(aka my favorite song ever)

THAT'S LITERALLY YOU GUYS !!!

more specifically the line 'He said he loved her more than words / so instead of words he gave her flowers to observe'

HE ALWAYS GIVES YOU DANDELIONS OR WHATEVER PINK FLOWERS HE CAN FIND(much to the Aphrodite cabin's dismay-)

i could write about him all day to be completely honest but i have things to write and i ran out of ideas bc i wanted to post this immediately🙁🙁

Tim Drake x Reader

warning; none ! author's note; despite my whole ocean theme, i LOVEEEEE psychology !! :3 ofc i want to be a marine biologist, but forensic psychology will always hold a special place in my heart aka my back up option ! also, with school coming up + the fact im taking ap psych this year, i thought this would be a good motivation T^T

“Hey, babe ! Did you know that being in love biochemically is the same as an obsessive disorder ?" You were taking ap psychology and, to be honest, it was kicking your butt a bit. However, having a master detective as a boyfriend always helped ! Plus, it made the whole thing a little more fun. The soft smell of coffee, the scratching of pencil on paper, and the occasional kiss whenever you'd answer a question correctly. Sure, you could've just bought a Psychology for Dummies book, but it was so much easier, and more fun, to ask the boy genius that was Tim Drake for help ! "Hmm, that's a new one. Maybe that's why I like being around you so much !" He joked with a soft smile. Ever the softie he was for you, he pressed a quick kiss to your cheek before continuing what he was doing. There was the normal stuff to go over; Who was the father of psychology, what were the five major perspectives, Freud's Theory of Personality. All of which you had gone over for hours judging by the number of times Alfred had walked past. "Timm, I'm bored of all this stuff ! If I have to read one more sentence about Aristotle, I'm going to lose my mind," You groaned, putting your head on the table. "We can take a break if you want, rose. It's been a while since we started..." With that, you grabbed his hand and rushed off to the garden. Flowers covered the gazebo, the sun reflecting on your skin making you glow a honey sort of brown. "Maybe it's just the sleep deprivation talking, but you look beautiful," Tim teased, his cheeks a soft shade of pink and his eyes never once leaving you. He could've been right, maybe it was just his sleep deprivation, but any old lesson in psychology would've taught you it was oxytocin. Love that was undescribable by any old philosopher.

kinda sucks, but it was mainly for pure self indulgence anyways ! i love you tim drake matching my crippling psychology nerd stuff

PLS DO A PERCY COMPETITIVE CHEER HEADCANNON

OOOOOOO ABSOLUTELY I'M ON IT !!

Ethan Nakamura x Loser! Reader

warning; scraped knees and other small injuries ! author's notes; I'M SOSOSOOSOS SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER TO GET OUT :(( i honestly had to keep rewriting it bc it didn't feel right until i got it a certain way ! hope this was good bc i not the best one shot writer, trust me i've tried. decided to go more down the clutz route for this

He thought it was cute how you managed to trip over the air or not notice the very apparent social queues in the room, but he’d never let you know that. He was the kind of person who always had his guard up, and could probably catch a fly with the amount of grace he had. You were the opposite. But maybe that's what made him like you so much... You were sitting in the infirmary, and Will was practically tallying how many times you had been in there that week alone. Nine times, not counting the time you accidentally fell into the infirmary while chasing your cabin’s pet. Ethan was sitting on the chair next to you, a fond look io his face as he watched you stand up from the bed. “So.. I’m assuming you won’t be running after any more rabbits, right ?” He teased, when wasn’t he teasing ? You rolled your eyes, almost falling while you stumbled down the steps. “It wasn’t my fault I didn’t see that rock ! It just showed up out of nowhere, honest !” Truth was; that was the biggest, most obvious, rock there was on Camp Half-Blood property. But were you going to admit to that ? Absolutely not. Ethan, knowing exactly the kind of person you were, was very aware of that but he kept his mouth shut about it. It wasn't like he minded the complete unawareness you seemed to have about your surroundings, quite the opposite. But gods did he wish you would take a little more time to pay attention... "Whatever you say, angel. I'll hold you to that." "I'm serious, Ethan." "And I believe you." The bickering continued for a bit before Ethan caught you from falling over a rock, ironically, the same rock you had tripped over that same day. "See ? I told you I'd believe that it came out of nowhere." He smirked, pulling you closer to his side so you wouldn't get hurt again. Balance was what he fought for and you were absolutely his perfect balance.

THIS FEELS BAD SO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT ANON...😭 also i love when people have partners that balance them out so this was fun to write :33