Nap Time With The Raven Boys

Nap Time With the Raven Boys

[ The Raven Cycle * Headcanons ] 

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Characters: Ronan, Noah, Adam, Gansey, Kavinsky 

Prompt: (Reader x Character) You’re laying in bed sleeping late at night and the boys notice and want to join you. 

. You lay curled up in bed, the blankets barely on your form as you’re sound asleep. You lightly turn, a bit restless in the night. 

Ronan Lynch

- Ronan would heavily debate even going near the bed as he stands at the doorway staring. Seeing you lay there peacefully, he can’t help but smile inwardly, but his face doesn’t show it. Eventually he would make his way over to the bed as he lays down on top of the covers. Sitting there for a moment, he would not be content and then get up before pulling the covers over himself, leaving you barely any. He wouldn’t touch you at all, even facing the opposite direction. He had planned to be gone by the time you wake up, but realistically he would be half off-half on the bed, the blanket on the floor with one of his hands draped over your face.

Noah Czerny 

- Noah would help himself immediately upon seeing you. Being as quiet as possible, he would approach the bed and slide into it. There would be a smile on his face the entire time as he pulls the covers over the both of you comfortably. Snuggling in, he would play with your hair for a bit before slowly turning you around to rest his head in the crook of your neck. You would probably wake up in the process, but it’s Noah, of course you snuggle right back in. 

Adam Parrish

- Adam would feel guilty watching you like this as if you were vulnerable and it was a crime to observe. He would slowly walk to the bed, but hesitate in the middle of the room, turning to look at the doorway as if he should leave. Taking a deep breath, he would join you on the bed as he watches you for a moment. He would slowly reach out to touch your arm, but stop as he shakes his head. Laying down, he would slowly lay on top of the covers to not be directly against you, resting his head slowly against your back. He would have trouble going to sleep, but eventually drift off. Waking up, the two of you would be resting with your heads together and he would startle, apologizing immediately. 

(Richard) Gansey III

- Gansey would be very confused with situation before him. You were just sleeping, but why were you restless? He would probably find himself distracted around the room before the idea occurs to him to join you. Almost as if his legs moved on his own, he finds himself sitting on the side of the bed watching you. He would study every bit of you, the way your hair falls against your face, the way your body rises and falls with each breath, the way you shift every so often. He wouldn’t know where to put himself, so he ends up laying down with his back touching yours, brows furrowed. He would end up realizing he finds comfort in you there and finally get a good nights sleep without staying up too late. In the morning, the two of you definitely somehow managed to be completely intertwined with one another with you playing with his hair, his head to your chest.

Joseph Kavinsky 

- Kavinsky would watch you for a moment, smoking at the doorway. He would put it out against the wall then flick it to the trashcan, not caring to check if it made it in. He would change into a tank top and sweatpants before sliding into bed on his phone, not caring if his tiktoks are too loud. He would eventually put his phone down to study you before taking your face with his hand and laying a kiss on your cheek. He would talk to you until you woke up solely so he could pull you up and on top of him, resting your head by his neck. You would drift off back to sleep, his hands trailing up and down your spine. In the morning, he would be spooning you, his arms around you as he texts on his phone. 

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Note: I am literally obsessed with these boys and the books, save me 😇

Omg please do it! I would read the f out of a fic like that!

Ok y’all I’m still working on the reqs 🥰 (I’m so sorry 😭) but I jus had a whole new au idea. South Park, except it’s Shes the Man dynamic??? like u guys know that one movie???

𝐁𝐮𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 || 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐉𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞-𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭: - 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Your boyfriend Percy has been at camp all summer, and you’re anxious that he’s moved on since you last saw him 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: book!Percy Jackson  x fem!reader 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: - 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬: Fluff with a dash of pining and a sprinkle of fluff !! 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1k 𝐀/𝐍: Take a wild guess who the woman is (>ᴗ•) ♡

You're picking at your fingers again, a nervous habit Percy always scolds you for. Your hoodie —his hoodie— is soaked through with rain, the weather turned bad now the summer is over.

You've been sitting at the bus stop for hours now, and resorted to pacing to calm your anxious thoughts. It's late now, 9 pm on a Friday. The only other person here is a beautiful woman who has failed to board a single bus in the hour she's been sitting there.

You're on your 467th lap of the ground between two pavement tiles when the woman speaks up.

"What ails you, my darling?" She asks from her perch beneath the narrow lip of the bus stop.

You glance over, hesitant for a second. Is this one of the monsters Percy has talked about? She definitely seems suspicious.

"I'm just nervous to see someone I haven't seen in a while," you say cautiously. The woman delicately raises an eyebrow.

"A boy," you clarify. "My boyfriend."

A smile lights up the woman's face, revealing perfect teeth from behind her soft pink lips. "That's what I thought!" She says, adjusting her floral dress over her knees when a single drop of water hits her ivory skin. She grimaces.

"Please sit in the dry, sweetie. I'll comb out your hair while you tell me everything."

You hesitate again, not wanting Percy's first job after camp to be saving you from a monster. But something in the woman's eyes calls to be trusted. And besides, your hair is a damp, scraggly mess. Do you really want Percy to see you like this?

Of course the gorgeous woman has a literal gold comb in the Prada bag she's stashed beneath the bench, and begins running the fine teeth through your hair when you sit down beside her.

"So? Why are you so troubled?" She prompts after a beat.

You sigh, shifting on the seat. "Well, he's been away all summer at— er, a camp. And, well, I dunno. I guess I'm just worried he's moved on from me," you mumble.

You glance over your shoulder as if seeking approval from the pretty woman. But instead of seeing the blonde ringletted, pale-skinned lady who sat there before, a stunning tan woman (who can only be described as a supermodel) has replaced her.

"Wait— Did you— Weren't you..?" You stammer, eyes wide. The woman just smiles, gently shushing you.

"No, dear. It's just the lighting," she replies.

You want to argue, jump up and run away. But something about her fingers on your hair soothes you like a mother does a baby. You find yourself relaxing, all worries erased.

"So why would he move on from you? You seem very lovely to me, dear. And so pretty," she continues.

You sigh again. "Well, there's this girl. She's gorgeous, I've seen Polaroids." You think back to the scrapbook Percy had shown you last year, a beautiful girl named Annabeth with blonde curls and sun-kissed skin.

"They're like, best friends," you deflate. "And he's really talented, and she is too. I'm just some boring girl from the city he met years ago. He's sure to move on to someone like her. Isn't he?" You fret, looking back at the woman again.

The woman —who now sports luscious auburn curls and crystalline eyes— gives you another sweet, motherly smile.

"No, dear. If I know anything about love," she chuckles, "is that it is not easily swayed by beauty or talent. Love is built on something deeper."

You spin around to face her, drinking in her words. "But what if he has found someone better?" you whisper.

The woman sets the comb aside and clasps your hands with hers, her gaze locked with yours. "My dear, there will always be other people who come and go in our lives. But true love is irreplaceable. If Percy truly loves you, he will see you uniquely and fully— as you."

You nod understandingly, and it’s only later that evening that you realise you had never told her Percy’s name.

Suddenly, your intent gaze is pulled away by the sound of an approaching vehicle, and you watch as a shoddy public bus pulls into the stop with a 'splash' and a 'thunk' as it disturbs a large rain-filled pothole.

Through the window seeping warm light into the dark evening, you can make out the silhouette of a dark-haired boy. He stands from his seat and starts walking down the alley.

"That's him!" You squeak, turning back to the lady to point him out.

But the spot beside you is empty, cold and unoccupied as if she was never there.

But you don't have time to wonder because the doors of the bus are beginning to open. You stand up quickly, the nerves returning to your body.

"Trust me," you swear a woman's voice whispers in your ear, but you're distracted by Percy stepping off the bus and rushing over to you.

He sweeps you off your feet, spinning you around and around till you giggle for him to stop. He sets you down gently, green eyes dilated and sickly sweet when they meet yours.

"I missed you so much!" He says, voice filled with genuine affection, and you feel every shred of doubt leave your body.

You laugh, still dizzy. "Percy! I missed you too!"

You finally get to kiss him, and he kisses you back eagerly. He doesn't seem to care about being soaked out here in the rain, every inch of him turned to you with rapt attention.

When you pull away, Percy reaches up to brush a wet strand of hair out of your face, his fingers lingering on your flushed skin. "You're so beautiful," he murmurs, his voice brimming with adoration. "I missed this face."

You lean into him, settling into the arm he wraps around you as you begin to walk back to his place. "How was camp? I got your letters— how many people did you kill?" You ask, holding one of his bags with a spare arm.

He laughs, beginning from the start of this year's adventure. You stare up at him attentively as he talks, taking in every detail. He's right, you've missed this face.

As the two of you walk away, you can't help but look back to the bus stop once more, wondering if the woman had been a figment of your imagination.

There, on the seat, lies a gold comb.

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