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good evening i take film photography let me propose an idea:
luke smut where reader has film camera and he comes over one night and they take pics of each other one specific scene i have brewing is reader on top and luke just lookin up at her all dopey and shit and she takes the photo ok i’m done would u guys read be honest
too busy being an academic weapon i’ll post a fic this weekend maybe idk no promises
A Quiet Moment
Luke Castellan x Fem!Daughter of Persephone Reader
Description: You and Luke get a rare quiet moment in Cabin 11 accompanied by some troubling thoughts. Luke's always there to make you feel better and you know him better than anyone else.
Can be read as a stand-alone or part 2 to Poison Ivy
Warnings: mentions of alcoholism, mentions of mental health (season depression), making out, I think thats it?? Also not edited sorry!!!!!!!
“Luke, this is not good,” you’re pinching the bridge of your nose in exasperation. The cabin is in total disarray, you’d left Luke and a majority of other campers there to begin to clean it while you helped the Demeter kids in the Strawberry fields. You’d come back to, though a smaller mess, a mess nevertheless.
Cabin inspections are later tomorrow afternoon, and you can already tell the Hermes cabin is so totally screwed. Cabin 11 is chaotic as always, to be fair it isn’t Luke’s fault, Hermes houses his children, unclaimed children, and minor gods' children alike. As a child of Persephone, you’ve only ever known the Hermes cabin as home other than the few nights you’ve spent in the Demeter cabin with your friend Katie, you fit in there as a child of Persephone and your power of chlorekensis makes you fit right in. Chiron in a desperate attempt to make more room in the Hermes had asked you if you’d like to move into the Demeter cabin permanently. You’d told him no, Luke needed your help managing the campers, but you’re sorely regretting it now.
Your boyfriend pouts at you from his bunk where he’d collapse in exasperated exhaustion just moments before you’d return. “This whole thing is rigged, how’re we expected to be clean, we’ve got like triple the campers?” he groans. Then he sits up on his elbows eyeing you up and down. You’ve discarded your camp half-blood t-shirt and are left in your forest green spaghetti strap and dark denim shorts. He smiles like he’s won the whole damn lottery. You're exasperated resolve melts a bit when he speaks again.
“You look pretty,” he compliments you. You smile, blush, and roll your eyes before collapsing on his bunk beside him, ignoring the campers scurrying around you to get to their activities and clean up their own messes.
“Thank you,” you whisper as he reaches over and moves a piece of hair out of your face. “Anytime Poison,” he replies, a cheeky smile on his face. Then as if remembering something he sits up and addresses the few campers that are still scrambling about the cabin, “Go enjoy the rest of your free time, we’ll take care of the rest of the damage in the morning.” They all cheer and thank him, but you know this was just a clever ploy for Luke to get the cabin empty for a second.
“How was your day?” you ask him, sitting up and sitting crisscross on his bed. He follows suit facing you and interlacing both your hands between you. “You’re looking at it sweetheart,” he gestures around to the mostly not clean cabin.
“This took you all day?” you tease. Luke flicks your forehead, you laugh in response.
“Don’t be mean.”
“Who me? I’m not being mean.”
He shoots you a look.
“Well now you know how I feel, you’re always teasing me.”
It’s takes about five seconds for Luke to wrestle you onto your back, knee slotted between your thighs, while both of his hands mercilessly attack your side. Your writhing beneath him, laughing so hard you can’t breath.
“Alright, alright, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” you squeal, he halts his movements and pokes the dimple by the corner of your mouth, that only shows when you’re laughing hysterically.
“That’s what I thought Poison, you know we’ve gotta stop meeting like this,” he’s slowed his movements, now one hand still stroking you cheek, moving down to your hip and pressing you depper into the mattress, his other hand holds him up so he’s not completely crushing you. You blush furiously at his implication, the last time the two of you had been in this position, it had been sinful, granted you weren’t in your cabin where anyone could walk in at any moment, but still. “You’re gross,” is what you decide to respond with, but he just laughs and leans down to kiss you anyways.
Kissing Luke is like nothing you’ve ever experienced before. You’ve kissed other boys before him, but something about the way he kisses you, you know he’s absolutely ruined you for anyone else, he kisses you in a way you know will screw up forever. You don’t know what you’ll do if he wakes up one day and decides he doesn’t want you anymore. The thought makes you kiss him harder, and pull him closer. His thumb rubs soothing circles against your exposed skin from where your shirt had ridden up a bit. One of your hands rests at the base of his neck pulling him closer, begging him to kiss you harder. Your other hand hovers at his lower back, when you try to pull him closer there too, he pulls his face back from yours, breathing heavily.
“What’s wrong?” he asks you, he kisses your check once on both sides softly and then looks at you again.
“Nothing, just keep kissing me,” you tell him before pulling him back to your lips.
He mumbles your name against them, but then indulges you for a moment, your brain is going a million miles a minute, you don’t know why you can’t turn it off sometimes, but the thought of loosing Luke plagues your mind too often, were you destined to be like your father, who loved your mother in the spring only to be left again by the fall, he had never truly gotten over his one great love, Persephone. You couldn’t imagine ever getting over Luke either, especially with the way he’s kissing you so tenderly now.
He pulls away again, making you pout.
“I can hear you thinking, what’s up?”
You almost tell him but he’s always trying to make you feel better and for once you want there to just be nothing wrong. You’ve always been a little more darkness than Luke, you think. He’s the camp golden boy, perfect in all the ways that count. You’re Persephone’s only (claimed) daughter, who grows plants from nothing, and grows vines of poison ivy around people who piss you off. Your moods change with the seasons, and as Fall grows nearer you can feel yourself growing darker. You just want a moment with your incredibly hot boyfriend to not think of the impending darkness that’s right around the corner.
“I’m okay, really,” you tell him, he’s not convinced clearly because he stays hovering over you but he won’t lean back down to kiss you. “Luke, c’mon we’ve got like–” you check your watch, “30 minutes until the first round of campers are back.”’
“But you’re worried about something, I can tell,” he mutters, “It’s almost September, that’s what’s buggin’ you huh?”
Sometimes you hate how well he knows you, “Okay, yeah, you’re super duper smart now do you wanna make out with me or what?”
He laughs, and leans down to kiss you again, it’s a peck not at all what you were looking for and you groan. “Luke–”
“Look, I’m all for making out, and I’ll distract you if you really want me to,” his voice is husky in your ear, in the way he knows you love, but then he pulls back to look at you again, “but we both know this is still gonna be buggin’ you afterward, and I just want to make you feel better.”
You sigh, cause you know he’s right, annoyingly right, and stupidly handsome, you still really want to make out with him, but you don’t want him to feel like he’s a distraction, because he isn’t. He’s Luke, and you love him with everything you have.
“You’re never a distraction,” you promise him eagerly, you move to sit up and he follows suit, leaning against the headboard of the bunk and opening his arms wide for you to snuggle into is chest, you place a kiss over his heart. “You’re the main event baby.”
He snorts and pulls you closer, “That was incredibly corny Poison, you going soft on me?”
“Oh yeah, for sure. But seriously, you're incredibly sweet."
You lean up and kiss his jaw. He kisses your forehead in return.
A moment of silence passes before he asks the burning question on both of your minds.
“Are you going home this year?”
You’d spent most of your time at Camp Half Blood being a summer only camper, but the last two years you’d been a year rounder. Your dad had never really been the same after Persephone disappeared from him, never to return, at least according to your aunt. When you’d been younger you’d been a handful and provided your dad with a distraction from his sorrows. But as you’d grown older, made friends, and forged your own life, your father had started drinking again. The more he destroyed himself, the more he destroyed you and your already almost non existent relationship with your mother. You resented him, but you resented her more for leaving him with nothing more than a hollowed shell of who he used to be. He’s been writing you letters, but you can’t bring yourself to respond.
“Probably not,” you admit finally, “I don’t want to see him and besides,” you curl into Luke more, “I want to stay with you.”
Luke’s arms tighten around you as he peaks down at your face, “You do?”
“Of course I do.”
Luke kiss your head, you smell like flowers and goodness and the things he loves. He thinks he could stay right here with you forever. “Are you sure?” he asks you.
“Do you want me to stay?” you ask, feeling self conscious now, you don’t have the opportunity to let your anxiety consume you for long before Luke is reassuring you.
“Are you kidding? Of course I want you to stay. I love it when you’re here, you know that.”
You smile up at him softly, his brow furrows, a little crease at the center where you can tell he’s thinking really hard about something. You reach up to smooth it out, but he catches your hand with his own. “You do know that right?”
“Yeah,” you nod, and you do. You really know it, in the back of your mind, you know Luke loves you as much as you love him.
“Good, because sometimes I think you don’t get it, how much I love you. I’d do anything for you, just say the word,” he lets you reach up to smooth the crease from his brows.
“What’re you doing?” he asks.
“You get this little crease between your brows when you’re worrying about stuff, did you know that?”
Your pinned back down on the bed before you get a response, he’s kissing you like you’ve been wanting him to this whole time, Hot and searing with his hands in all the right places. You could die happy, right here, wrapped in his arms, his lips pressed against yours, and his tongur sneaking into your mouth. You stay like that for a few minutes, unaware of the time ticking away. You both pull away a little breathless.
“I love you,” he says quietly, “a lot.”
“I love you too,” you reply kissing the bottom of his scar softly, “a lot.”
He leans down to kiss you again but you place a hand on his chest pushing him away from you. “We should probably clean the cabin now,” you relent, sighing as you look at your watch, the first round of campers should be returning in about five minutes, Luke takes a look at your watch and groans.
“You were right,” he admits, head tucked into you neck as you play with his hair.
“I’m sure I was but youre gonna have to be a little more specific babe,” you reply matching what you’re sure is his cheeky smile buried in you neck.
“We should have just made out.”
You push him off the bed.
in a sentimental mood, luke fluff yay or nay
AWOOOOOOGA
IDLE WORSHIP
part i of the 7 deadly sins, luke castellan, and you
pairing: luke castellan x nemesis! reader (afab) word count: 515 summary: you and luke fooling around on the roof of the hermes cabin after curfew ;) warnings: smut!! oral (reader receiving); body worship; luke and reader smoke weed....18+ ! author's note: i wanted to do a series of blurbs *loosely* based off the 7 deadly sins and here we are....also, i (finally!) made a masterlist so....enjoy!!
♪ "idle worship" by paramore
you bite the back of one hand to keep from waking up the entire camp, the other still holding a half-smoked joint loosely between your fingers.
luke was always skilled, but tonight his tongue feels particularly heavenly.
it hadn’t been either of your intentions for the evening. the plan was for a peaceful night of getting high and stargazing on the roof of the hermes cabin after curfew.
not entirely innocent, but more so than what it had become as soon as luke decides to shuffle underneath the blanket you share, lips traveling down your body as he mumbles sweet nothings into your skin.
luke kisses down your sternum, unbuttoning the flannel you had taken from him. “you’re so beautiful,” he praises. luke sucks bruises underneath your breasts. “prettier than any goddess.” his tongue traces over your scars. he bites just above your belly button, fingers fumbling with your shorts. “absolutely divine,” is the last thing he says before devouring your cunt.
in your defense…. it has been a stressful week. you and luke had barely had a moment alone, and chris warned that the weed would be strong.
it’s slightly careless, yes, especially for senior counsellors — but fuck, if you don’t feel utterly blissed out.
you almost break skin when luke tugs your clit with his teeth, bringing you over the edge. luke pokes his head out from underneath the blanket that still covers your bottom half; you take a moment to admire him.
the moonlight softening his scar, illuminating his cheekbones and jawline. backlit by a million shining stars that mean nothing compared to his smile, luke looks like an angel.
and then, you get a better look at him — his black curls slightly askew; his dark eyes rimmed red; his lips wet with your release, curling into a smirk at how you unraveled for him so easily.
a fallen angel, maybe. a fucking gorgeous one at that.
“can i have another hit?”
you take a drag of the forgotten joint, holding the smoke in your mouth until luke is hovering above you. when he presses his lips onto yours, you let him suck up all the smoke, along with whatever air is leftover in your lungs. he removes himself from you, allowing you a moment to breathe while he exhales.
luke rests one hand on your hip, and reaches the other down to run two fingers across your folds and shoves them into his mouth, sucking like his life depends on it.
“tastes just like nectar.”
“better be careful then, angel,” you drawl and tangle your free hand into his curls. you can tell luke likes the new nickname from the way he tightens his grip, firm enough to bruise. “if you have too much, it might just kill you.”
he grins down at you lazily, blinking slowly.
“at least i’d die happy,” luke sighs.
a giggle bursts out of your chest in response.
you bring the tail end of the joint to his lips; this time, he exhales directly into your mouth, allowing you to share the last dregs of smoke.
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title : “you weren’t supposed to find out this way..”
warnings : none!!
luke castellan + reader
a/n : yes a sad imagine for my first post 😣
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you weren’t supposed to find out this way, luke had never planned for you to find out this way, to see him completely flip out on percy, to see him such a wreck. you were supposed to find out with him talking to you about it saying something among the lines of “i want you to join me.” but instead you found out is such a horrible heart wrecking way.
you were just following annabeth since clarisse (gf mentioned) had gone to her cabin which a few friends completely uninterested in celebrating percy who she envied, you heard a loud yell of pain with the sound of metal clashing looking at annabeth you two quickened your pace when you saw percy and luke fighting? you were confused until you heard Luke trying to convince percy to leave camp with him ‘why would luke want to leave camp??’ your thoughts consumed of the possibilities for answers but that was when luke raised his sword at percy and you knew you had to speak up and save him despite being lost for words your tounge almost incapable of moving you let out the name of the boy who had left you confused. “luke?”
it was barley audible but loud enough for both percy and luke to turn their heads to annabeth and you luke’s eyes had softened in realization the beings that meant so dearly to him bringing him back from his outburst. “annabeth..”
was the first thing he said before looking to see you the tears were brimmed in your eyes just like his (TWININGGG) his demeanor was changed from before when you found the two boys fighting “we heard everything.”
annabeth spoke her voice rough her tone so different from how she would normally use to the boy who practically raised her and cared for her, her older brother. lukes attention drew to you once again seeing the hurt expression
“sweetheart..” he let out stepping closer to you to which you backed up from him in fear as he reached his hand out to you. a tear escaped from his soft brown eyes realizing that his worst nightmare had come true. his girlfriend and his darling little sister were afraid of him, annabeth looked at you before going to percy helping him.
“you weren’t supposed to find out this way.” his voice breaking he wanted to come closer to you but stopped himself seeing how fearful you were without saying it he could just see it in your eyes, the way your beautiful eyes that he loved staring into had trailed over his face, orbs shaking he hated seeing you like that. he rarely ever did but when you were it hurt to see but this time was different from those other times, instead of you being afraid of the wars you were scared of him.
“i trusted you luke.” you let out and hearing those words it was like a punch in the gut he regretted not telling you sooner like he planned. “was everything you said a lie? is this relationship a lie? do you even love me?” hearing your heart broken voice shattered him to pieces he was disappointed in himself for making you doubt his love for you.
“no, no.. baby of course i love you i only ever lied to you about this i promise. i’m so sorry.” he cried only getting closer to you without realizing it. he had brought up a hand to your cheek running his thumb over the soft skin looking down at you he knew what he soon had to do and it pained him to leave like this he wanted to beg for you to come with him, beg for your forgiveness, beg for you to join him but it was no use seeing the fear and hurt in your eyes he knew he cut you too deep. he turned his attention from you to annabeth who was currently holding percy up his arm around around her waist luke took a deep breath.
“i love you.” he brought a soft kiss to your temple before he was gone, he ran off inside the portal he opened leaving you hurt and upset.
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a/n: i literally hate this but kinda love it, dk how to feel. i didn’t know how to end this so sorry if its bad but hope you enjoyed! and feel free to give feedback back !!
this scene broke me m still in shock, leah, walker and charlie acted SO WELL in this scene like rent was DUE
MASTERLIST
Formula 1-2
Lando Norris
nothing yet...
Oscar Piastri
nothing yet...
Carlos Sainz
nothing yet...
Charles Leclerc
nothing yet...
Lewis Hamilton
nothing yet...
Paul Aron
nothing yet...
Andrea Kimi Antonelli
nothing yet...
Ollie Bearman
nothing yet...
OC
nothing yet...
ANIME
Attack On Titan
nothing yet...
Demon Slayer
nothing yet...
My Hero Academy
nothing yet...
Jujutsu Kaisen
nothing yet...
Haikyu
nothing yet...
Kuroko no Basket
nothing yet...
Blue Lock
nothing yet...
MARAUDERS
James Potter
nothing yet...
Sirius Black
nothing yet...
Remus Lupin
nothing yet...
Peter Pettigrew
nothing yet...
Regulus Black
nothing yet...
Evan Rosier
nothing yet...
Barty Crouch Jr.
nothing yet...
PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYPIANS
Percy Jackson
nothing yet...
Luke Castellan
nothing yet...
Annabeth Chase
nothing yet...
Clarisse La Rue
nothing yet...
Oc (Hades Daughter!)
nothing yet...
Shatter Me
Aaron Warner
nothing yet...
Kenji Kishimoto
nothing yet...
Yours - Shatter me / Aaron Warner x Oc
‼️i only write headcannons‼️
I blame every single bad thing that has happened in my life on luke castellan x annabeth chase
Also don't forget how I'm pretty sure it's implied in the last olympian it's implied that Luke groomed a 12-13 year old Silena Beauregard into becoming a spy for Kronos
you dislike Luke Castellan because he disagreed with an oppressive government system and actually took action to change the abusive ways him and his peers have been forced to follow for millennia.
I dislike Luke Castellan because in the Titans Curse he manipulated Annabeth, who he raised as his little sister, into holding up the sky, the FUCKING sky, for over 20 hours and had the audacity to walk away as though he was completely apathetic towards it while she begged and pleaded with him to help her.
we are not the same.
love letters.
luke castellan x gn!reader
SUMMARY: luke castellan decides to give you a love letter during a difficult day.
AUTHORS NOTE: no usage of y/n (just “reader” insert), this is very unedited, i haven’t written in a few months so don’t judge me 😭😭
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it was an incredibly hot day in camp half blood, and of course they chose strawberry picking as the activity of the day.
the scorching heat was already keeping you on edge, but it just so happens that nothing seemed to be working in your favor today.
you had accidentally dropped your bucket and spilled all of the strawberries you had managed to pick so far. and to top it all off, some of the other campers were being particularly pushy and rude, making it impossible to simply relax and enjoy the activity.
as the strawberry picking went on, your frustration and short temper only grew, and you began to feel like you were losing control. your fingers began to fumble as you were desperately trying to pick this one tough strawberry that just wouldn’t come off the green vine.
suddenly, you feel a soft tap on your back. you jump from the sudden contact, and quickly turn around defensively. although, your stance and gaze soften when you see that it’s just luke castellan.
the curly, brown haired boy silently greets you with his welcoming grin, and hands you a little folded up paper before running off to continue his counsellor duties. you already feel a little lighter just from the small interaction you had with the hermes cabin counsellor.
you focus on the folded up paper that he has handed to you. as curiosity takes over, you begin to unravel the paper.
when you finish unfolding the paper, you’re greeted with a lined sheet of paper, covered in words. you can feel a pair of eyes burning a hole into the back of your head as you stare at the lined paper. you acknowledge the little doodles littered around the page. little red hearts, smiley faces, and even some messy ones that you’re unable to decipher. the letter reads;
“ to reader,
hey there! :) it seems like you’ve been having a pretty rough day, and i just wanted to let you know that you're doing great! <3 dont let the other campers get to you, and don't focus on the strawberries you've lost. i love you so so much!! you always bring a smile to my face and make my heart feel so full of joy, so i hope this letter can make you feel that way too.
with all my heart,
luke castellan. :) “
your heart flutters as you process all of the kind words luke wrote to you. you cant help it when your eyes search for luke amongst the field of strawberries. it’s almost as if the two of you were thinking the same thing, because as your eyes find his; his eyes are already trained on you. and of course he’s wearing that adorable smile of his.
you cant help but grin at the boy, and silently mouth the words “thank you” , hoping he can read your lips. luke just nods back at you, as the grin on his face grew impossibly larger.
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all rights reserved. no part of my writing may be reproduced as this account on tumblr is the only place i post my writing.
ROARRR BARK BARK WOOF WOOF RAAAHHHHSGSHSHSGSGSGS AWOOOOOO AWOOOOOOOO ARF ARF ARF BARK BARK ROAAARRRRR
im so normal about him 😵💫😵💫
making memories.
bf!luke castellan x gn!reader
SUMMARY: boyfriend!luke castellan decides to take you to the seasonal carnival/fair.
AUTHORS NOTE: tooth rotting fluff, ooc luke, no usage of y/n, this is very unedited (i haven’t written in awhile so PLEASEE don’t judge)
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as luke takes your hand and leads you towards the entrance of the carnival, the warm summer air is filled with the sound of laughter and cheerful music. the colorful lights of the rides flicker and twinkle in the night sky, and the smell of freshly popped popcorn and sweet cotton candy wafts through the air. the type of vibe that makes your stomach do flips in the best way possible.
luke turns to you with a sweet smile, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "you ready?" he asks.
you nod eagerly, your heart fluttering with excitement.
he gently squeezes your hand as he leads the way, walking into the carnival with you. the minute you walk in, you’re immediately engulfed by all the people. it makes you a little nervous being around so many people at once.
you’re quickly snapped out of your thoughts as luke turns to you and says “don’t worry”. sometimes it’s as if the boy could read your mind, know exactly how you’re feeling without you having to say anything. with that being said, he also knows how to calm you down. usually just simple reassurance, comfort, and support from him calm you down quite easily. who could blame you, you felt safe with him.
you softly nod, as the two of you begin to walk towards a “bottle toss” carnival game. as you look up, you see huge plushies dangling. you advert your gaze to the game itself, the worker walking up to you and luke with a smile on their face.
“hey! are you guys willing to play?” the worker says.
you and luke look at each other and both nod.
luke speaks and says;
“yeah! can you refresh my mind on the rules though?”
the worker replies;
“of course! the goal of the game is to toss the rings onto the neck of the bottles! if you land one ring on the bottle, you win a small prize. if you land two rings on the bottles, you win a medium prize. if you land three rings on the bottles, you get a large prize; as you can see dangling above you.”
luke nods and replies; “how much for 3 rings?”
the worker replies to him; “15 dollars! cash only.”
you quickly turn to luke and whisper; “isn’t that too much? you don’t have to—“
you’re suddenly interrupted by luke narrowing his eyes at you and speaking;
“relax, relax! im not gonna go broke just from spending 15 dollars.” he jokes, and presses a soft kiss to your cheek before digging 15 dollars out of his pocket and handing it to the worker.
the worker takes the money and hands luke a small bucket filled with 3 rings, mouthing a small “good luck!” before moving out of the way for luke to throw the rings at the bottles.
you let go of his hand, not wanting to mess him up as he’s trying to win a prize. you stand to the side and watch.
luke giggles as he says “this one’s for you!” before tossing the ring at one of the bottles.
you think he’d miss; i mean it would be pretty ironic if he said that and then missed. but actually, he landed one!
the outer corners of your lips twist up into an excited smile.
“booyah! i did it!” he loudly speaks.
you laugh and say; “don’t get too cocky now, castellan!! you still have 2 rings left!”
luke grins, his eyes sparkling with determination. "don’t worry, sweetheart." he says, his tone confident. "i’ve got this in the bag."
he picks up another ring, takes aim, and tosses it. it lands on another bottle with a clink, and luke lets out a triumphant cheer.
you laugh and roll your eyes at his overconfidence, amused by it nonetheless.
"only one more ring, big shot!" you tease.
"oh yeah? and what are you gonna do if I win this last one?" he jokingly challenges.
you playfully huff and put your hands on your hips.
“hmmm. i’d probably kiss you stupid” you giggle a little after speaking.
lukes gaze softens, a different look than the one he was just giving you a few seconds ago while bantering. your heart nearly jumps out of your chest at the sight.
the two of you have seemed to get lost in each others eyes, as you suddenly snap out of it and realize that you’ve been zoning out staring into his eyes for about a minute or so.
“cmon castellan, you have one more ring left! then you’ll win the huuuuge prize.” you speak, with a soft smile on your face.
luke laughs and shakes his head.
he then turns his gaze back to the game, focusing on the remaining bottle that he has to land the third ring on.
he concentrates, taking aim, and throws the ring. you hold your breath as you watch the ring sail through the air, hopeful that it lands on the bottle.
the ring lands on top of the last bottle, and luke lets out a triumphant cheer as you grin ear to ear.
"booyah! i did it!" he exclaims, grinning at you.
the worker smiles and nods, impressed with luke's skills.
"and what prize would you like to receive?" they ask.
luke turns to you and asks
“which one do you want, pretty? you pick” luke sweetly speaks to you. the sweetness in his voice is tooth rotting, like cotton candy.
your eyes skim over the available prizes as one plushie in particular catches your eye. a huge, stuffed panda. you smile and point to it.
“that one!” you say
luke grins at your enthusiasm and turns back to the worker.
"we’ll take the big fluffy panda, please." he says.
the worker nods and moves to claim the massive bear. they pull it down from its perch above you and place it in your waiting arms. it’s HUGE!
you giggle and hug the stuffed animal closer to you, feeling the soft, plush fur against your skin. its almost as if it's a big, fluffy cloud.
luke grins and wraps his arm around your shoulders, pulling you close to him as the two of you begin to walk away from the game booth.
“thank you.” you blurt out.
luke looks at you and replies with a soft chuckle
“for what? i didn’t do anything”
you look back at him
“yes you did! you didn’t have to get me this, yknow. 15 dollars is a bit pricey just for 3 rings.” you speak
he narrows his eyes at you and replies softly
“babe, all the games around here are pricey, it’s literally a carnival. and i also just wanted to get it for you. win a nice prize for you. and hey, every time you look at that plushie you’ll remember this past moment. ill earn the money back easily anyway.”
you look at him softly, in absolute awe. you smile at him, as he chuckles.
luke presses a soft kiss to your forehead and speaks;
“wanna get some food? ‘m pretty hungry” he says.
you nod appreciatively, as the two of you go over and look for food trucks that offer good food options.
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Does anyone know where I could find some fics like this? Because I really want to read some
please imagine if all of the big three gods had just dumped their kids onto sally. "oh, one of poseidon's hook-ups is actively taking care of their kid? might as well give her our kids, too," and she ends up with seven (six if you leave out tyson but why do that?) kids (nine if you include annabeth and luke for thalia).
the amount of storms created over movie night !!! the way they'd all kick gabe's ass out onto the street !!! the look paul would give her after she explains what the fuck happened and why she has 8 kids not related to her in the slightest !!!
also. they all need a nice mother figure for the first time in their life
I never knew I needed something this much
if my dad was a deadbeat alexander hamilton, i would hate the gods too!
Luke Castellan, you're going to hurt me FOREVER.
when you bear the curse of achilles why not make your perineum the mortal point? no one would think to attack that part of the body
I FINSIHED THE LAST OLYMPIAN
AAAA WTF WTF WTF
POOR LUKEEEEEMDDKJSJS
ALSO THO THE FUCKING PROPHECY WAS ABT HIM?!? THAT WHOLE TIME??? well it was partly abt him, mainly…
MEJDJDJD ALSO THO. FEEL LIKE THAT WAS TOO EASY TO JUST HAVE KRONOS DIE LIKE THAT
KDJDJSJS
OK SO IDK WHAT IM SUPPOSED TO DI, AM I SUPPOSED TO READ PERCY JACKSON THE CHALICE OF THR GODS NEXT OR THE HEROS OF OLYMPUS THE LOST HERO NEXT??? IDK
BUT SRSLY I LOBE NICO AND PERYC I LOVE MTJDHDJSHSJ
…i don’t like percy x annabeth…. i just-djdhdjhsjs idk ik percy said that they technically arnt related bc they don’t have god genes and stuff but still