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𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘦 | 𝘤. 𝘭 𝘳

pairing: clarisse la rue x daughter of aphrodite!reader

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uh oh!! angsty asf!!!

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how did venus feel when mars ransacked rome? when the person she loved laid waste to her home?

clarisse never wanted it to end this way.

“you should tell her the truth, clarisse. i don’t think i’ve ever seen her this upset.” one of clarisse’s brothers examined you from afar. the once seductive, irresistible daughter of aphrodite, reduced to sulking in her sorrow. 

most people assumed you were mourning the lives lost in the battle of manhattan.

~~

it was all so sudden. one day, you and your siblings give every half-blood makeover; the next, there’s a war. everyone is picking sides, and no one knows who to trust now. then it happened, clarisse shattered your entire world. 

one night, far away from the bonfire. clarisse pulled you away to make the hardest decision she ever made. 

“i never cared about you, and it's ridiculous that you ever thought i did. you're just not worth the effort, and your feelings were never a priority for me. you’re such a distraction. constantly taking me away from what’s important,” she spat at you. her words pierced harder than any blade ever could.

you were broken, shocked, and even a bit insecure. you had never expected such sharp words from someone who claimed to love you more than the gods could ever.

even after the war subsided, the gods continued to ask their children to begin these challenging quests.

~~

clarisse snapped her eyes in the direction of interest. her eyes shifted from her usual anger-filled glare to a soft, apologetic gaze. you were undeniably wrecked.

the ares girl was sorry- more sorry than she had ever been about anything in her life. but she knew it was for the better. it was better if you believed this twisted lie she pulled- it was for your future.

“ if i tell her the truth, then die on this quest, what then? huh? ” clarisse was irritated from speaking about the topic so frequently. her brother looked at clarisse with disappointment, soon morphing into concern when he looked back at you.

“tell her the truth! clarisse, she’s ruined-”

“tell her the truth? tell her the truth?! so that she’ll spend all that time missing me, for me to end up dead?! i’m not making her subject to that kind of heartbreak. let her believe, i never loved her.”

you were slumped at a table with your siblings. large bags hung below your eyes, your cheeks turned hollow, and your radiant skin was dulled. no one at camp, not even your siblings, had ever seen you like this. spending all your free time in the aphrodite cabin and ditching training.

when anyone did see you, your figure was hidden beneath oversized clothes, tears stained your cheeks, and you looked burnt out. all within the same time frame, clarisse stopped hanging around you. you were wrecked- utterly wrecked. 

clarisse was asked by the god of war himself to fight by his side on a quest. she couldn’t say no- she never could. this was the one thing she wanted; this was her chance to prove that she was just as capable, if not more, than her brothers. she was finally given the chance to show her father her worth. there was no way clarisse would ever take that chance for granted.

so she said yes, immediately. but just as the words slipped past her lips, the thought of you struck her like lightning. you, the ethereal daughter of aphrodite; you, the girl that left a trail of flowers wherever she went; you, the girl that was equally beauty and brawn; you, the girl clarisse had sworn to love.

she said, “this love is ruin- has ruined our lives.”

she wanted to tell you the truth; she did. she wanted to tell you it was all a big, twisted, fucked up lie. she cared for you and never wanted it to end like this. clarisse la rue cared. to everyone's surprise, she did. she always cared about you, even when she couldn’t admit it. she cared so much, and she knew this was for the best.

" y/n! i know you haven’t been in it recently, but we’re starting to get worried. usually, you snap back after a few days. babe, it’s been a week,” your sister sighed, placing her hand on your arm. her concern was easily readable in her expression. you pressed your fist to your lips.

you couldn’t fight that. she was right. this was so unlike you. as a daughter of aphrodite, you’ve become numb to things like heartbreak. whether you’re on the receiving side or the other, it stopped affecting you at a young age.

but this was different. this wasn’t an average heartbreak. it felt more like the sun had gone out, causing your heart to freeze. this dysphoria was something straight out of a poem. it was ruthless and painful, and suddenly, everything had a negative. somehow, there was always something to hate.

“i’m fine. i just miss silena, that’s all,” you mumbled into your fist. your siblings seemed to believe that’s all that was going on; the air in the aphrodite cabin hung heavy with wilted roses, starkly contrasting the usual fragrant atmosphere that accompanied the goddess of love's domain. the once vibrant colors seemed muted as if even the cabin itself mourned the loss of your radiant presence. your siblings, who had once reveled in the joy of aphrodite's blessings, now cast worried glances your way. the gods might have declared the war over, but the battle still raged within for you. the aftermath of clarisse's decision had left you with scars that no amount of ambrosia could heal.

as the days stretched on, your absence from daily camp activities became more conspicuous. the once vibrant and lively daughter of aphrodite now moved like a ghost, haunting the cabin you once called home. the mirror reflected a hollow version of yourself, a mere shadow of the person you used to be.

you were ruined.

the love between venus and mars, tainted by war and deceit, had left a scar on both their hearts. and as you grappled with the shards of shattered love, clarisse stood on the precipice of her own inner turmoil, torn between love and duty

in the quiet moments of solitude, as she armed herself for quests and training, clarisse's thoughts circled back to you. the guilt that ate at her conscience intensified with every passing day. she questioned her allegiance, wondering if her loyalty to ares was worth the pain it inflicted upon the one she held dear.

clarisse knew that telling you the truth might mean burdening your future with grief if she didn’t return. yet, the ache in her chest grew more profound each time she caught a glimpse of your vacant eyes or saw the hollowness in your gaze. the lies were like a double-edged sword, cutting both you and her.

and soon, she was gone on her quest for self-certification. part of you hoped you would bounce back after she left, that you would come alive once again, that this burden of pain would somehow evaporate once she was out of reach.

but the other part knew that wasn’t true. deep down, you knew clarisse was woven in too deep to be out of sight, out of mind. you knew your heart was cut, and you had no clue when it would heal.

clarisse sought solace on the battlefield, attempting to drown out her internal conflict with the clash of swords and the roar of monsters. yet, even amidst the chaos, the ghost of your presence haunted her, a constant reminder of the love she had put at stake.

~~

“it doesn’t make sense!” clarisse slammed her fists onto the table before her. “i did what i was supposed to do! i did exactly what was asked of me, and he still doesn’t care.” her voice boomed, striking silence through everyone near her. her siblings looked defeated. all the other campers avoided her like the plague.  clarisse la rue was known for being temperamental, but no one had ever seen her this heated. this anger was only ignited by her divine lineage.  

her siblings, unaware of what to do, simply stood there when clarisse stormed away to blow off some steam.

she ran to the only place notorious for calming her nerves: her secluded training grounds in the woods. only a small number of people knew about this little clearing. and even less than that knew, clarisse loved to go there. the ares girl was fuming. her face was hot and red with anger as she stopped her way to the clearing. 

her breaths came in ragged gasps as she reached the familiar clearing, hidden away from prying eyes and the chaos of camp. the tranquility of the forest enveloped her like a comforting embrace, soothing the storm raging within her chest. but even in the serene surroundings, her thoughts remained turbulent. but her fury faltered as she collided with you, the unexpected encounter halting her in her tracks.

“y/n,” she mumbled just below a whisper. her face read shocked, scared even. as if seeing you roaming the place you called home was a surprise to her.  

"clarisse," you replied, your voice tinged with hurt and frustration. your eyes were still hooded, and your cheeks were still hollow. your hair was a mess, never sitting right, whether you tried or not. by the looks of it, you had gotten even worse since before clarisses’ quest.

she didn’t know how to react. you were never cold or hostile to her. clarisse stood there momentarily before pulling you full force into a sorrowful hug. she threw her arms around your hidden frame. she wanted you to melt into her touch like you always did. she wanted you to allow yourself to be consumed by the love clarisse felt for you.

but clarisse felt you push her away, pull yourself out of her arms like they were restraints. revolting against her touch, rebelling away from her love. 

“no! you don’t get to do that!” your voice was bitter and icy. laced with hatred rather than the lovestruck tone clarisse was so used to hearing. she looked at you, confused. 

"you lied to me, clarisse," you accused, your voice trembling with anger and hurt. "you never cared; i was just a distraction to you. remember?  how could you say that to someone you supposedly loved?"

clarisse's jaw clenched as she struggled to find the words to defend herself. "i did what i had to do," she shot back, her voice strained with emotion. "i thought it was for the best, for both of us." 

"for the best?" you scoffed bitterly, a wave of betrayal washing over you. "how could lying to me be for the best? you shattered my trust, clarisse. you shattered my heart."

your words hung heavy between you, a tangible reminder of the rift. clarisse's expression softened, her gaze pleading as she reached out to you. "i never meant to hurt you, y/n. i thought... i thought it was the only way to protect you."

"protect me?" you echoed incredulously, shaking your head in disbelief. "from what? you don't get to decide what's best for me, clarisse. you don't get to play the hero and expect me to forgive you just like that. and now you’re here and expect to come running back? you don’t get to walk back into my life and pretend everything is fine! that’s not fair; that’s not how love is supposed to work!"

clarisse's eyes narrowed, her temper flaring at your accusatory tone. "me? you're the one who's been avoiding everyone, wallowing in self-pity like it's your job!" she shot back, her words laced with venom.

the anger bubbled to the surface, fueled by months of pent-up resentment and hurt. "at least i'm not a liar!" you spat, unable to contain the bitterness that seeped into your voice.

clarisse recoiled as if struck, her expression faltering briefly before hardening into a mask of defiance. "i did what i had to do," she retorted, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion. "you have no idea what choosing between duty and love is like. i had to make a choice, y/n. and i chose wrong."

"love?" you scoffed, incredulous. "if that's what you call it, then i want no part. you used me, clarisse. you made me believe you cared and threw me aside like yesterday's trash."

the words hung heavy in the air, a painful reminder of the betrayal that had shattered your trust. clarisse's facade wavered, her resolve crumbling beneath the weight of your accusation.

"i never meant to hurt you," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "but i had no choice. my loyalty to my father and my duty is all i have."

"but you did," you retorted, your voice trembling with emotion. "you hurt me more than i thought possible."

the admission did little to quell the anger simmering within you. "well, congratulations," you spat, your voice dripping with sarcasm. "you've proven where your loyalties lie."

and when love is ruin, you leave it behind. - the fall of rome.

ok so imagine this…

clarisse w a daughter of hypnos!reader who just like. sleeps. all. the. time. can and has slept the entire day away before

clarisse is always finding you asleep in the weirdest places, in the most awkward positions, and she pretends to be all pissed off but really she’s just concerned you’re gonna hurt your neck sleeping all hunched over like you do sometimes

she wakes you up really sweetly with a few kisses and drags you back to her bed- yes, hers. if she can’t join you immediately she’ll help you get comfy before saying she’ll be back soon and running off to finish whatever in record time

she was never really a big fan of naps before, thought it was just wasting time, but now she just considers it spending time with you. sometimes she doesn’t even sleep, she just lays there with her girl and thinks about how lucky she is

she loves when you wake up, still half-asleep, mumbling about something in a low voice that makes her stomach twist. she always supports whatever you’re saying

“i prefer pegasi to centaurs because they have wings and i want to fly”

“yeah baby you’re so right”

in conclusion, nap time is her new favorite time with her favorite girl

Percy to Clarrise: I’m an acquired taste.

Percy: If you don’t like me, acquire some taste.

Percy: Do you want a tarot reading?

Clarrise: Those are Pokémon cards.

Percy: You got magikarp, it means, “Fuck you!”

Annabeth: You know how not every problem can be solved with a knife?

Clarrise: I know! That’s why I bring two knives.

Clarrise: You’re just an asshole aren’t you

Percy: No, I’ve got arms and legs

On gods Chris Rodriguez had the personality of a piece of cardboard and only existed to introduce the fact that Clarisse could be compassionate (And also because I think, at the time, Rick was afraid to write an openly gay character but y’know)

reading the clarisse wiki page and I forgot clarisse and silena got close because silena gave her dating advice for chris afghkjh please say sike

“dating advice” oh u mean DISGUISED FLIRTING

Notes I took while re-reading Percy Jackson. Part 2: The Sea of Monsters

• Percy is a skater boy. His mom literally asks him if he wants to got to the skateboard shop and he lights up.

• I'd completely forgotten that the Son of Neptune Canadians joke was originally from this book and I find that hilarious!

• Percy says he's been kicked out of couple of military schools... I bet Gabe was behind him joining those.

• CHIRON MADE ANNABETH JUST CASUAL SWEAR ON THE RIVER STYX TO KEEP PERCY OUT OF DANGER?!?!? I'm sorry, but that is such a stupid thing to do! And she technically breaks that oath... so... what were the consequences she faced...

• The joke about the Stoll brothers last name is great! I honestly wouldn't be surprised if the reason some gods decided to get it on with certain mortals, was purely because of they're last names. I mean, C'mon, Katie and Miranda GARDENER. How on the nose can you get.

• Luke >:(

• Tbh, I just really like the riordanverse version of Hermes in general.

• After reading HoO, just the aesthetic of people traveling around in a boat is comforting to me.

• Clarisse, my beloved <3, It may be a little bit her fault that the whole ship exploded, but do I care? No.

• HYLLA! HYLLA RAMIREZ-ALLERANO! QUEEN HYLLA IS HERE! I ALREADY KNEW THIS BUT HOLY SHI-

• Gods, people need to talk abot the siren scene more. That was beautiful.

• Nevermind, I forgot Clarisse accidentally ratted out Grover to the cyclops. Not cool girl. Not cool.

• This was hands down the best cliffhanger out of all the Percy Jackson books. I'm pretty sure the only one that beats it is Mark of Athena, for obvious reasons.

i think grover pointing out to percy that annabeth's yankee's cap is the only thing she has of her godly parent makes percy realize how important it is for demigods to have symbols of their parents with them. and i would really love to see it all come full circle when percy battles with ares later on in season one, and after he wins, he demands that ares leave them alone so they can return the bolt and that he gives clarisse another spear to make up for the one he broke. which would be an amazing way to set up percy and clarisse's 'i have a lot of respect for you/you're an annoying bitch that i tolerate/if anyone messes with you, i'll cut them' trope for later seasons.

Nah same cause I'm like no hephaestus kid( i would love too see), no hades,no persephone ,like please moreeeee

i have nothing against aphrodite but guys…come onnnn where’s the variety??

I need Clarrise La Rue in my life so bad. 🧎‍♀️

Before you look at it and decide you don't want to look at it anymore, please accept my apologize😅

It started out as a Chiron drawing for Teachers Day, then I got motivated to draw the rest (at least those in the trailer and Zeus). Also, don't think too much about the pen, it just happened to be there.

My SPIRIT ANIMAL is Clarisse and demigods who threw the SON of POSEIDON with his girlfriend into the lake and expected them to come out wet. Like bro, I am expecting that my food after putting it in microwave Will be cold.

rereading MOA and i just want to know who the other friends are i mean sure it could just mean Grover and Tyson and stuff but it would be so much cooler if she also went on quests with the other campers like a quest with annabeth and clarisse would be kickass and also will but coming back to the point who are the other friends????

PJO + HOO headcannons (reasonings included!)

percy - bisexual. i know this one is very popular within the fandom, but i feel like he definitely had a crush on luke and beckodorf.

annabeth - bisexual + demisexual. this one is mainly because i like rachabeth and pipabeth, but i still need percabeth to be cannon. she's demi because most of her crushes/people i ship her with are people she has bonds with.

grover - straight ally. i'm not sure why i have this one, i just don't feel like he'd like men, but literally all his friends are gay in some aspect.

thalia - lesbian and asexual. i know she was in love with luke for a long time, but i can't see her as anything but loving girls. i also said asexual because i believe rick had said that all hunters of artemis are on the asexual spectrum.

nico - gay. this one is cannon, and that's basically my reasoning.

bianca - aro/ace. it might be because we didn't see enough of her, but i don't feel like she ever experienced romantic attraction, even before the hunters.

will - bisexual. i'm not sure why but he just gives me bi vibes.

clarisse - lesbian. but like, stereotypical lesbian. i don't think she romantically liked chris, maybe they were close friends, but i headcannon she dated him to get over her crush on silena.

silena - pan. i have a headcannon that most, if not all, of aphrodite's kids are pansexual because they have too much love.

beckondorf - straight ally. idk just can't see him with men.

luke - i have never though about this one before, mainly cuz i hate luke. but i'd say straight.

rachel - pan + asexual. idk why pan but it just fits her, and then asexual because she can't date now that she's the oracle.

drew - omni. she definitely likes all genders, but she prefers men.

piper - bi. like i said, most aphrodite kids are pan. piper is not one of those. but she;s bi since she definitely loved jason, but i feel like she did have a crush on annabeth.

leo - pan. not sure why, but it might be because i find him compatible with many people.

jason - bi + asexual. i feel like the idea of sexual activities make him uncomfortable. and that he's never thought of anyone sexually, and only ever romantically.

heads up! i have not read the rest of heroes of olympus. when i have, i will come back and update it with the headcannons for the other characters!

clarisse: i forget, but i do not forgive

clarisse: i walk around camp hating bitches but i don’t even remember why