We Cant Change What Fate Has In Store For Us. But We Dont Have To Face It Alone.

We can’t change what fate has in store for us. But we don’t have to face it alone.

Oh my gosh I just had the perfect fic idea for Percy like how am I this big brain omg

All I want for christmas.... is a pidge x gn reader oneshot 🙏🙏

Okay hear me out, I haven't seen any fics of her and the reader doing paladin training so...

Brains or Brawn? - Pidge x Reader

I AGREE THERES NOT A ENOUGH OF ANY OF THE PALADINS DOING PALADIN TRAING AND WE NEED MORE💔 I hope this is good for you, enjoy!!

You had just been paired up with Pidge for an hour of paladin training set up by Coran. Apparently, the Altean claimed that he had set everybody up with a partner, save for Allura, according to certain categories and aspects of each of the paladins fighting styles.

Keith and you had been put in the group of brawn, often using your fighting instincts and force first. Pidge and Shiro have been grouped together of brains since they tended to think battles through more thoroughly, searching for quick solutions first. Hunk and Lance had been grouped together as neutral surprisingly, as they both were able to utilize both when necessary. (Something that Keith didn’t agree too much on)

Being the first to battle, you and Pidge were supposed to beat the other by using the set skills you had. You couldn’t help but grin at the competitiveness that built up in your chest.

“You ready to get beat, Pidge?” Snorting, the short paladin made her way to the middle of the room with you, going to the opposite end of the make shift arena.

“You? Beat me? Haha, very funny.” Pidge smiled at you as you began stretching your body.

“Alright paladins, you already know the drill. The first one to incapacitate or knock the other outside the lined spaced is out.

“Your given weapons are allowed, but no accidentally killing each other! We may have replacements for your suits, but no replacements for paladins! Remember to trust your instincts and have fun!”

As Coran finished, you looked back to Pidge and settled into a defensive stance. Pidge did the same as you got ready.

“On your marks!”

You gripped your dagger as hard as you could, tensing your body. Ain’t no way you were going to lose to Pidge of all people. This will be easy enough, you thought.

“Get ready!”

Pidge took a deep breath in. As much as she liked you, she wasn’t going to let you win this mock fight. Not when she could hold it over your head for a while.

“Go!”

You immediately ran towards Pidge, swinging the hilt of your blade towards her head in older to knock her off her balance. Having noticed your arm raising as you dashed towards her, Pidge quickly ducked to the side and rolled away, trying to put some distance between you two.

You quickly turned around and ran towards her again, not giving her any time to use her bayard against you. Pidge was forced to play the defense while you relentless attacked her.

She was quick enough to narrowly dodge your swings, but miscalculating a step gave you a new opening. Quickly as Pidge slightly stumbled, you raised your leg and kicked her straight in the stomach. You winced as you saw her crash into the ground.

“I am so sorry Pidge! Are you oka-!”

In your moment of weakness, Pidge pulled through the slight pain and activated her bayard, the cord swinging toward your leg and yanking it with as much force she could muster.

Not expecting the the cord to wrap around you, you fell backwards, groaning in pain as your head hit the floor with a light thump.

“So not fair.” You muttered as you tried to gather yourself at the sound of Pidge’s light footsteps heading towards you.

You quickly rolled to the side as Pidge tried to jump on you, launching yourself to her body. You both tumbled on the ground until you ended up on top of her.

The short girl quickly wrapped her bayards cord around your arm and yanked you to the side, your body flying off her as she scrambled away from you to catch her breath.

“I am so glad this is just a training exercise!” Pidge exclaimed, catching her breath.

Once again standing, you swung your dagger towards her, repeating the process of you being offense and Pidge being defense.

It was when she ducked after another swing that she came up with an idea. At one point, you were going to tire yourself out from all your attacks. You were going to begin slowing down as you exhausted yourself out from your constant attacks.

All she had to do was play the waiting game in the process. Since you were bigger than her small figure, her only option than pinning you down was to kick you out of the arena.

You, on the other hand, believed that your nonstop attacks would make her trip up again, giving yourself another opening to pin her down. If you kept attacking, she wouldn’t have enough time to come up with a plan, instead focusing on dodging you.

You both danced around the arena, Pidge leading you both as she dodge your swings.

It was only when you felt the ache in your arms did you begin faltering. This was not how you wanted this go down.

“Getting tired Y/N?” Pidge teased as you sloppily swung at her. Grunting as sweat beaded down your forehead, you took a step back. You were going to win no matter what.

“Not even close Pidge!” She didn’t expect you to tackle her football style after only using your dagger for so long. You guys hit the ground together again.

You ripped her bayard out of her hand, tossing your own as you tried to get ahold of the girls arms beneath you.

At your weak arms, Pidge smacked them away from her body, forcing her legs out from underneath you and placed the soles of her feet on your chest. With all her strength, she shoved you away and watched as you flew backwards, back hitting the ground harshly.

You panted as you got up, moving to pin Pidge down as she stayed on the ground until you heard a horn being blasted.

“Congratulations Pidge, you’re the winner!” You stared at Coran in shock.

“Wait what?” Your chest heaved as you looked around the room, mind still on overdrive. You looked towards your friends in confusion.

“How did Pidge win?” Getting up, Pidge made her way to you, stopping a bit away from you as she smirked.

“Coran said that we can incapacitate each other, or get someone out of the arena.”

You quickly looked down and saw you were beyond the arenas border lines. Your eyes widen as you whipped your head up to meet her own eyes.

“WHAATT!! NO WAY! NO WAAAYY!” Everyone let out a laugh at your shocked reaction. You totally didn’t notice at all!! You completely forgot that was an option! That explains why it felt like Pidge was leading you around.

You seriously wanted to smack yourself in the face. So much for trusting your instincts! You groaned as Pidge patted your shoulder.

“But how?” You looked down at her, eyes shining with amazement.

“Well, since you were so focused on bombarding me with attacks, I realized all I needed to do was lead you to the edge and somehow get you out that way!

“It’s ok Y/N. I guess this proves that brains beats brawn in the end.” At her laughter, you couldn’t help but pull her into a hug and begin swinging her around like a rag doll.

“Aww my smart shortie! You’re so smart, I would not have thought of that!” You put Pidge down and moved to the side to allow the next duo to battle it out.

“Maybe I should take lessons from you.” Pidge snorted, bumping her shoulder against your arm. She smiled at your words and looked forward, watching as Shiro and Lance took their places.

When the Sky met the Sea (Platonic!Percy Jackson x Reader)

A/N: I was inspired to write this after reading the phrase ‘the sky meets the sea’ on a video!!! I was filled with inspiration 😍📢

Percy felt as if the rain were drowning him. The thundering raindrops that crashed down on him was too much for him to handle while fighting this monster. The boy quickly ducked away from the monsters aggressive swing and away from the edge of the cliff. Further away from his saving grace, the sea.

He felt the energy in his body slowly draining from him the longer he fought. This battle had been going on for much longer than he would’ve liked, but he’ll admit, that was on him. He shouldn’t have pretended to play tag with the ferocious beast now in front of him.

Momentarily distracted by his thoughts, Percy was struck down by sharp claws. Riptide was thrown away from his hands. Thunder echoed in the distance. He looked up, fear finally growing in him at the state he was in.

The monster roared in triumph at Percy’s mistake, almost sounding like a wicked laugh. Percy tried shuffling away from the creature in front of him, praying to any god or goddess listening that Annabeth or Grover, or anybody really, would come save him. The monster stomped its giant paw right next to Percy’s small body.

Thunder and lightning sounded closer to the pair, not that the boy would notice anyway.

“No way I’m getting taken out by a giant lion.” Percy stared in horror as the monster opened up its mouth, canines gleaming in the lightnings light that seemed too close for comfort.

It all happened so quick that the boy had no idea what had happened.

One minute Percy is saying all his goodbyes and mourning all the things he never got to do, and the next, he’s watching with wide eyes as the lion monster is zapped away from his body.

“Get up, quick!”

Having absolutely no time to register anything, Percy scrambled towards the source of the mysterious voice that came out of nowhere. Looking backwards, he watched as the monster slowly got up and recovered itself, it’s side still sizzling from the sudden lightning strike.

Nearing the cliff, Percy finally looked towards his savior. Time seemed to slow down around him. Sea green eyes met with striking blue ones. Your narrowed eyes looked past him and towards the monster. Now noticing the sword in your hand, Percy watched with amazement as you lifted it above your head and into the sky.

Suddenly, lightning struck down on you and Percy fully believed you were cooked meat, the light emitting from the clash blinding him for a second until his eyes adjusted. There you stood, unphased by the strike as it looked like your sword was collecting the lightnings energy into it.

You yanked your sword back down, arm somewhat flinging itself at the recoil of the powerful strike. Swinging your sword toward the monster Percy had forgotten about, he watched with wide eyes as a blast came straight out and hit the beast square in the face.

The rain never stopped coming down even after the monster exploded into dust and disintegrated into nothing. Thunder and lightning continued striking down in the back as Percy slowly looked towards you again.

Breathing heavily, you looked to the boy who stared at you with green, awe-stricken eyes. Slamming the blade of your sword into the dirt below you, you spoke in a calm voice.

“Who are you?”

Percy couldn’t believe how cool you looked in that moment. Standing at the edge of the cliff, the waves crashing in the rocks behind you causing them to reach high heights, and the lightning that lit up your face enraptured him.

“Percy. Percy Jackson. Son of Posiden.” He had no idea why he had mentioned who his father was but it felt right in that moment. Huffing, you took your sword once again from the ground and transformed it back to its bracelet form.

“So you’re Percy Jackson. Well, it’s nice to meet you, I’m Y/N.” Walking past him, you picked up his sword and shoved it against his chest, urging him to take it. The boy fumbled with it a little before it transformed back to a pen.

“Child of Zeus.” Thunder once again struck in the back and this time Percy couldn’t help himself.

“You’re actually so cool.” Chuckling, you began walking towards the forest and away from the cliff, Percy eagerly following close behind, already asking questions left and right.

It was in that moment, the sky finally met the sea.

Hey! Doing good I hope?

I’ll make this brief since I don’t want to take up too much time, but I love Scarlet Witch and Percy Jackson so… Why not put them together? What if the reader is a child of Hecate with magic similar to Scarlet Witch’s? Powerful and dangerous, yet Percy is the only demigod who doesn’t fear her. If anything, he’s actually curious.

Reader being a Child of Hecate

YEAAHH MY FIRST PJ REQUEST WOOOO‼️‼️ I did a little research on Hecate and bro this idea is literally so COOL📢 Also I’m gonna make it so that you know, Hecate is fighting alongside Kronos just to make things more dramatic. Also this might be long but let me know if you want more calmer headcanons of child of Hecate since I feel like i always stray from the request💔💔💔

Meeting reader was definitely a nightmare

Percy, Annabeth, and Grover had stumbled upon you one night on one of their quests and to say you were a strong demigod was an understatement

You were powerful, your magic (which Percy didn’t know was possible for a demigod to have) was unlike anything they’ve ever seen before

Believing they were your enemy, you did not hold back when attacking them

“I told you I don’t want to join your STUPID ARMY!”

At the raise of your hand a powerful blast sent the group flying back

Before they could even recover or say anything, you begin to speak in a low voice, moving your hand as fog came out of nowhere

From this fog, misty figures emerged and attacked them, the reader controlling the mist with every flick of their wrist

Yeah after that fight, Annabeth and Grover were not so fond of your presence alongside them

Her not trusting you as easily as Percy and Grover not liking how you were able to make these dangerous figures appear out of nowhere put them on edge around you

Percy on the other hand only had questions and questions to ask

“How did you make those guys appear?” “Do you like, control fog?” “If you’re part human, whose your godly parent then?”

Finding out that Hecate was your mother only made the group tense since the goddess was currently on their enemies side in the growing war

At camp, being a child of Hecate, most, if not all, of the campers avoid you

Claiming that you would use your magic against them, the campers choose to steer clear from you

Not Percy though

He’s like a little leech on your back, a lost puppy following a random stranger

He does his best to make you feel somewhat at home since he understands what it’s like being an outcast because of your differences

He learns more about you as you begin opening up to him the longer he’s around, like how your life was before finding out you were a half blood, some of your powers that you demonstrated as you lifted him off the ground

You weren’t a bad person everyone believed you to be

At one point though, Percy catches you sneaking out of the Big House with a paper in your hands when he was sneaking out to use the bathroom himself

Except you were caught by Chiron

He quickly jogs over to see what was happening only to be in shock at what you did

“What are you doing here Y/N? And what do you have in your hand?”

You slowly begin moving your hands in the same familiar way you once did all that time ago in your first meeting

“What do you mean? I don’t have anything. I’m not even here in front of you. In fact, you were actually heading back in after watching the stars, never coming across anyone on your way out.”

Chiron’s eyes glazed over as you snuck around the centar, running from the Big house and into the dark woods. The centar then looked around in confusion before looking up to the sky and chuckling

“Lovely constellations as always.” Percy watched as Chiron shut the door, acting as if nothing ever happened

Rushing after you, carefully avoiding any harpies, Percy followed the sound of quiet whisperings, seeing you in a clearing, hunched over with small candles surrounding your figure

It took everything in him to not yell when he saw the dead crawling from the ground and begin whispering in your ears, ghosts floating around you while you kept your eyes closed.

The stick Percy stepped on though immediately drew your attention as all the ghosts vanished as quickly as they came

“Whose there?”

Slowly the boy walks out, eyes wide as he meets your own shocked ones

“I thought you said you were a child of Hecate, not Hades.”

It took everything in you to not smack your face at his dumb words

You would explain everything to him, why you grabbed the paper, how you were able to manipulate the Mist with Chiron, and how since your mother was also the goddess of necromancy, you were able to speak to the dead about what the future held in store, hence why you needed the paper with information

Now at this point he thinks you’re the coolest demigod he’s ever met

Being able to manipulate the mist on someone like Chiron AND be able to basically see into the future

You’re like Percy’s new favorite subject to learn more about

He would keep what happened that night a secret but Percy would totally introduce you to Nico and expose you to the younger boy

And you guys would actually get along really well surprising (Percy’s a proud mother watching from afar)

Being able to talk to the dead, you both talk a lot as you realize you have many things in common

In battle, Percy stays far away from you since he wouldn’t want to get caught in your mist and be jumped by your warriors

And despite Annabeth’s persistent nagging on staying away from someone as dangerous as you, Percy can’t help but stare in awe whenever you use your magic, whether it be conjuring up a mist form or illusions for your enemies

Percy is one of the only people you can rely on since homeboy isn’t here to judge anyone

He finds all your powers really cool and if people are afraid of what you could do, then he makes sure to shoot down any concerns and accusations

OH ALSO!! You help him a lot when it comes to manipulating the mist when it comes to mortals since you’ve noticed how he has a lot of trouble with it

Overall, Percy is your 4lifer and always encourages you in everything you do

He’s so supportive I can’t💔

He can’t be afraid of what you powers you possess, not after getting to know who you really are

Miguel codes Lyla a Friend

I had this idea since I was thinking maybe sometimes Lyla gets lonely being the only hologram in the spider society apart from Spider Byte. So I decided to do this and show what it could be like if Miguel finally coded and programmed Lyla a new friend!

This also might be the very few writings I’ll do for this fandom since I wanna focus on the ones Im active in now :D

For this to even be CONSIDERED a possibility, Lyla would have to have been annoying Miguel for awhile, complaining about how oh so lonely she’s gotten being the only hologram

“Come on.”

“There’s Spider Byte.”

“She doesn’t count, plus she’s still a spider. Come oonn.”

“Is my company not enough, Lyla?”

“Look me in the eyes and you tell me. Come ooonnnnn.”

In the end Miguel will succumb to Lyla’s persistent complains much to the her delight

I can already see her excitedly yapping away while Miguel begins programming her new ‘friend’

I totally see Miguel just copying and pasting Lyla’s original coding while making some changes like the personality and appearance just because he didn’t want to spend too much time on this

It takes a couple of runs before both he and Lyla are satisfied with the final outcome, you😍

Miguel made it so that you were the more compassionate and kind one between the two of you while Lyla is the honest and blunt one

You chose your own name, which surprised both him and Lyla since you were already adapting and growing as an intelligent form of tech

“Well then Y/N, welcome to the team.”

Cue Lyla grabbing your arm and disappearing to who knows where while Miguel sighs

Omg she would totally give you star glasses so you could match with her heart glasses!!!

You guys are rarely seen without the other ever since your arrival

Lyla would show you all the ropes to being Miguel’s assistant and would be so proud when you help file your first report on an anomaly :,)

“They grow up so quick.”

“But I can’t ‘grow up’ Lyla.”

“You’ll understand those sayings soon.”

You guys do everything together, like karaoke nights with Miguel, make friendship bracelets for each other and take silly pics with that one bunny filter Lyla’s obsessed with

It’s like you’re Thing 1 and Thing 2 according to Peter :]

Because this is technically your shot in ‘living’, you definitely look at everything with stars in your eyes

Everything is still so new to you and so exciting that you often get carried away with rambling about how fascinating life is

Which causes Miguel to raise an eyebrow at times because it’s almost like your becoming more self aware of yourself, gaining more… human emotions despite you being only a hologram

And he isn’t wrong

Once learning of Miles Morales’ story and how he’s essentially going to destroy the multiverse according to Miguel, you can’t help but feel for the boy

Your traits grow from being compassionate to feeling real emotions which confused you at first when you began feeling so different at times

(You asked Lyla about the weird feelings you’ve been getting but she only looks at you weirdly so you don’t bring it up again)

You make it a habit to mention every now and then that Miles had no control over what happened and how you feel sorry for him

How you even theorize that with him, the cycle of Spiderman could possibly be broken!

Lyla would 100 percent lecture you on how that would be terrible and all that fun sunshine stuff which you definitely don’t listen to

Hobie would be around when you’re on one of your tangents on how Miles could be the change the multiverse could benefit from, capturing his attention

“Rebellious one, aren’t you?”

“Oh Hobie hello! What do you mean by that?”

“I sure as ‘ell know bossman wouldn’t program your own ideas to go against his, now would he?”

After that small talk, your hologram self would realize ‘hey! Im thinking for myself, I have my own ideals and beliefs!’

Cue you acting out against Miguel cuz you’re in your rebellious phase

Bro would totally tell Lyla to control you

You’ve been giving him more headaches than Lyla has and that’s saying something

I think Lyla would try to tap into your programming to see if there was something wrong only to find out you put a PASSWORD on that file LMAO💀💀💀

Her reaction: 😦

Besides that concerning factor that is making itself way more known after Miles arrives, most of the spiders do enjoy your company

They love how you just float around them as you beg to hear more of their stories and fights they’ve experienced

You have an almost childish light because of how interested and amazed you are at them

You love being around Peter B. though because of Mayday

She loves just swishing her hand at your frame, giggling as you reappear in a different spot, your soft glowing light capturing her attention every time

Overall I think being Miguel’s second assistant isn’t the most terrible thing in the world

Lyla’s sarcasm has rubbed off on you so you both like to make Miguel’s job a little more difficult than it needs to be

But he definitely has a soft spot for both you, especially since you often sympathize with him whenever he watches those videos of his past life

You’re just a silly member of the society trying to learn more about life and the special moments it holds

You want to be apart of the real world instead of being confined to the digital world, which Lyla and Miguel don’t realize is a problem until you finally go against them

DUN DUN DDUUUNNNN