Leo Valdez X (gn) Reader Drabble

Leo valdez x (gn) reader drabble

Cw: kissing thats it :)

This is like 200 words im not writing a summery lmafo

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You groaned as the curtains over your bed were pulled open, instinctively pulling your comforter over your head and turning on your side.

"Mornin' baby..."

"Fuck off"

Its only responded to with a small snicker and a new weight on the side of your bed, "C'mon..."

He was using his nice voice, like he was lureing a kitty away from a sewer drain. His hands found your waist from over the comforter, and his hands turned you onto your back slowly.

"Leo...."

He laughs, and slowly reaches to pull the blanket away from your face. When you can finally see him again, he has his dumb happy face on and beaming eyes.

You were tired. Exhausted, even. Last night there was a monster attack that took forever to clean up after. But gods, you couldn't ignore the upwards tug of your lips when you saw him beaming at you.

"How do you have so much damn energy?"

He rolls his eyes, leaning over you he lowered himself to press a kiss to your forehead.

"Asshole..."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He laughs and kisses you again.

"Mmmm.. i love you, Leo."

"I love you too... But you still have to get up."

"I don't love you that much-"

You're cut off with another kiss, and as much as you'd hate to admit it, there's worse ways to wake up.

Nice to have a friend

Percy Jackson x Gn!reader (loosely based off the taylor swift song)

summery: winter nights, gloves, and your impulsive best friend

Warnings: reader is mentioned to be shorter than Percy, use of Y/N, light cussing(?), nothing else I can think of lmk if you spot something :)

I wrote this really fast so idk it might be complete shit

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"Walk me back to my cabin?" I say though a yawn, it wasn't really late but today was overwhelmingly tiring and i wanted nothing more than to sleep for about three years. 

"Yeah yeah, whatever, dummy." Percy said,  he had his signature grin on his face. The one that told me he was about to say something stupid. "You know...if you're so tired you could always let me carry you-" there it is.

"Shut it, Jackson." I cut him off, watching as he raises his hands in defeat.

"My bad, my bad-" he still has that stupid shit-eating grin on his face, he's too damn cocky for his own good. but I wouldn't change a thing about his stupid face.

I stick my tongue out at him, and he does the same in response, "let's go, you big baby-" I mumble, yawning again.

We quickly fall into pace with each other, it's almost routine at this point. We've been doing it since we were twelve, sitting by each other at the campfire, making fun of each other's singing, and him walking me to my cabin.

I was spending my winter break at camp, with my  best friend, Percy Jackson. It was the perfect break from school, from everything. From monsters, and studying, and tests. I fell back into our patterns quickly. 

Although, recently, it feels a little different. His hand brushes against mine, and our fingers intertwine. Any jokes i wanted to make die in my throat. It's the same feeling every night, holding hands, never talking about what it means.

i look up at him, and he's looking at me.

He squeezes my hand twice, his gloves are scratchy on my skin. 

Whatever this is, whatever we are, it's an unsaid thing. Something under the skin, barely noticeable unless you're looking for it. A ball of yarn about to unravel.

Something we avoid, but can see. Something we hear but don't listen too. Longing glances and hugs a moment too long. Never pushing it, never reaching out just a little more for fear of what we would find.

I looked down at the path we were walking, it was covered in a light layer of snow. Yeah, camp had the weather shield, but Chiron has an affinity for snow, letting it sprinkle into camp during the cold months. 

there are a few sets of footprints, but most campers stay home during the holidays, leaving camp almost empty. 

 The cabins were a good walk from the fire place, the warmness of the flames quickly left me shivering. Goosebumps slowly plagued my skin, and I pulled my jacket  a little tighter. 

"Cold?" Percy asks, his voice laced with concern. 

I shrugged and he rolled his eyes. He pulled is hand away from me, I hated the way it made my heart ache in my chest. I watched silently as he tugged the glove off his right hand and passed it to me.

"..thanks." I whispered, my cheeks are only red because of the cold, I swear.  I tug the glove onto my hand, it was still warm from his. 

it only takes him a few seconds for him to wrap his finger around mine again. 

The rest of the walk back is in a comfortable silence, somewhere along the way he started swinging our hands back and forth. 

When we finally got to my cabin, I wished we didn't. I didn't want him to leave, I didn't want to lose the feeling of his hand on mine. 

He led me onto my porch, and I turned around to face him, our hands still intertwined. I smiled up at him, meeting his eyes. He smiled back. 

"See you tomorrow?" His smile was softer, quieter, just for me. 

"Course'." I whisper back. 

neither of us move, our hands still intertwined between us. I should just pull away, I know I should, but gods.. I don't want to. I only want to be closer to him. Who cares if the yarn unravels? 

"..Percy?" If I want to do it I just should, right?

"..yeah?" I should just ask him. I should just say it. I'm gonna say it. 

"..Percy.. I-" 

And then I hesitate. 

"...I'll see you at breakfast." I say with a breath out, peeling my hand away from his, stepping back. 

I could see the hesitance behind his eyes, but he nodded, "Night." 

"..night." I say quietly, watching as he smiled one more time before he turned to leave me. I was still wearing his glove. 

I stood there to watch him leave like I always did, watching him slowly sink into the shadows away from me.

I closed my eyes, turning on my heels, my hand on the doorknob when I heard him again. 

"Wait!" I quickly turned around at his voice, it was louder than he normally was. his voice sounded almost desperate to get my attention. He was running up the porch stairs.  

"Percy-?" 

And then he's in front of me, his hands on my cheeks, and his lips on mine. 

It only took me a few seconds to close my eyes, leaning closer to him. One of my cheeks was suddenly colder, and one had itchy yarn pressed on to it. Heaven. 

He pulled away a little too quickly, breathing heavy. 

"Goodnight." He said, turning on his heels and running back into the darkness. 

GUYS. GUYS.

Okay, I'm starting to write this RIGHT NOW but I want it to be longer so depending on how long/if I really need sleep it will be out soon!!

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Nico hated the way his heart dropped at the small envelope. One piece of paper and years of ignoring and repressing his feelings were gone. Everything came back. A flood of anger and heartbreak at the ‘save the date card’ that was sent to all of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase's close friends and family. 

When he had first seen the envelope he was excited. Chiron had handed it to him at breakfast that morning, when he always passed out mail to campers. His heart skipped a beat when he read the return address, it was from Percy. And then he opened it. 

It was like he was fourteen again, heading into battle for the boy he loved, only to be disappointed. Maybe he should have expected this, of course he never had a chance with him. 

With nothing else to hold onto, he sunk into the shadows.

nico is heartbroken when percy tells him that he and annabeth are getting married. he won’t come out of his room in hades’ palace. seeing how heartbroken his son is, hades offers a solution. so nico knowing how horrible what he is about to do is but finding himself doing it anyway brings some drinks to percy’s apartment to share in celebration of his marriage.

percy wakes up in the underworld and while he is still groggy, nico pours pomegranate wine into his mouth.

he is now trapped in the underworld as persephone was.

Thinking about Leo Valdez x Undiagnosed Adhd!reader-

Here me out here- reader who never got diagnosed either bc/ their mortal parent(s) were neglectful and didn't listen, or just didn't have the resources.

they think there's something wrong with them, not being able to sit still or focus- then they get shipped off to wilderness camp where they meet Leo Valdez who they start to open up too.

Leo Valdez who was just as fidgety as you, and was called out for day dreaming in class just as much as you were.

"I just can't focus. it's horrible! there's something wrong with me I swear. I have no motivation ever and unless it's something I like, but if I could get stuff done I would it's like I cant force myself to do anything ever."

"..I'd hate to tell you this-"

This isn't me trying to romanticize it, but I think Leo would absolutely try and help you anyways he could, and reader is just feeling so validated because "oh shit I'm not just lazy??"

(Btw lmk if y'all would want me to write for Leo bc I'm desperately inlove with him and have a buncha unfinished drafts I could finish if I ever got the motivation)

Chefs <3

Leo Valdez x gn!reader

Warnings: cussing, kisses, mentions of parental death (leos mom), knife for cooking, i think thats it? Lmk if theres somthing else!!!

Leo valdez cooking w reader fic??? Leo Valdez cooking with his partner but they get distracted and make a mess and kisss ahhahahahahah *eye twitches*

This is rly short lmao i wrote it on a whim and i didnt rly worry abt it being properly formatted or grammatically correct so...

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"how many onions should i cut up?" He asked, he was bent over holding one of your moms kitchen knives. A smile plagues his face as he watches your eyes scan over the pages of a cookbook.

He loved cooking, or he loved his memories of cooking. He used to cook with his mom, but... He hadn't gotten to actually cook anything in the years since she passed.

"uh... Just the one? You have to dice them though-"

"dice?"

"like...really small or somethin'? hold on ill show you how i was taught." You said putting down the book and slipping onto the chair next to him, "gimme-"

He handed you the knife and watched as you cut the onion. He knew he was supposed to be watching how to do it properly, but how could he be expected to focus when your right there?

He zoned out, watching you. He only snapped out of it when you said his name again.

"leo-?"

"hm? Yeah?"

"see how i did that?"

He paused weighing the options in his head.

"..i did...Kinda."

You tried to look irritated, but you couldn't help how you smiled.

"yeah?"

"yeah."

"yeah, okay fireboy."

There's a long pause, you watch silently as his face falls slightly.

"hey, y/n?"

"yeah?"

"i love you." He whispers. It was hard for him. Hard for him to say i love you, hard for him to let himself think you loved him back.

"hey, i love you too." You whisper back, smiling softly.

Your hands move to cup his face, pressing a soft kiss on his lip. His hands move to your waist and... Heaven.

Once you pull away, he stares at you for a long moment, only being distracted by a bubbling noise.

"uh..i think the waters boiling over."

"shit."

I like it when they're sad :)

Pomegranate blood pt.1

Nico di Angelo x Percy Jackson

@we-ezer @sad-stucky-shipper-107

I did it guys :D

CWs: lowkey drugging, uhm kidnapping, toxic yaoi, gay pll (do i still have to put a warning for that one i mean come on guys), this is literally so toxic uhm, jealous nico, let me know if there's more!

Synopsis: After Nico finds out Percy is marrying annabeth he pays Percy jackson a visit with a special gift from his father...

Inspired by this post! (This is just part one! It only includes what happens in the post! Part two and maybe three will include what happens next!!!)

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Nico hated the way his heart dropped at the small envelope. One piece of paper and years of ignoring and repressing his feelings were gone. Everything came back. A flood of anger and heartbreak at the 'save the date card' that was sent to all of Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase's close friends and family.

When he had first seen the envelope he was excited. Chiron had handed it to him at breakfast that morning, when he always passed out mail to campers. His heart skipped a beat when he read the return address, it was from Percy. And then he opened it.

He read it right there, sitting next to Mr. D, without bothering to hide his smile. He couldn't hide how quickly it faded from his face. How his grip on the paper tightens. How the light inside of him dwindled and flicked out in a matter of seconds.

It was like he was fourteen again, heading into battle for the boy he loved. He brought Percy an army, he won him the war. In the end he was only disappointed. He'd lost to Annabeth. he should have expected this, of course he never had a chance with him.

With nothing else to hold onto, he sunk into the shadows.

The coldness of his father's castle welcomed him. His room in the place was large and mainly empty. The softness of the bed sheets engulfed him for the next few days.

He didn't leave the room, he barely ate or slept. The hole in his stomach only got bigger, the sinking of his chest only got worse. The feeling of helplessness fully immersed him, he watched almost a week go by. A week closer to the day Percy Jackson would marry someone else. I did everything for him. For so, so long.

It was also a week when he heard a knock on his door. He didn't answer. Why would he? There was another knock before the door was pushed open.

Nico barely bothered to look over the covers, the small sliver he could see of the undead servant was enough to figure it wasn't important.

"Leave." He said, his voice gravelly. He hadn't talked in a week, the only sounds he made were the weak sobs of pure despair.

"Your father required your presence." This caught Nico's attention. His dad tried, Nico knew this. Hades had been trying since Nico was fourteen, but Nico figured Hades wouldn't notice if he was in there or not.

Despite his better judgment, Nico sniffed once and pushed himself up from his bed. He nodded to the servant, who scurried off, and Nico hesitated for a moment before leaving the comfort of his room.

The winding hallways of Hades castle were confusing, but after a few years of practice he knew them as well as anything. He quickly made his way to the throne room, passing portraits and hung candles. finding his father sitting there. The chair next to him was empty, Nico thought of the summer back in the living world. Of the sun, of the beach at camp, of Percy standing there trying to get him to 'just swim, Nico. You aren't made of flour, are you?'.

Gods, why couldn't he just get over it?

"I was wanted, father?" Nico tried to make his voice sound stable, though it just barely trembled as he looked up at his father.

"I know of your pain, Nico." His father's voice had always been cold, but now just the smallest hint of pain seeped through the cracks. Nico cringed at the statement. He knew, of course he knew. A silence fell over them for a long moment before Hades spoke again, "Do you love him?" 

Nico almost took a step back, does he love percy jackson? He averted his eyes from the gaze of his father. He must. Of course he loved him, he couldn't imagine a world where he didn't. He couldn't imagine any version of himself being okay if Percy Jackson married Annabeth Chase.

The silence must've said enough.

"Son, do you want him?"

Nico felt the pit open in his stomach. He knew he did.

Slowly, painfully, he nodded. Yes. Yes he did. More than anything.

"Come here, son."

As his father told him what to do next, Nico felt a cold sense of dread. A horrible feeling, the knowledge that it was horrible to even consider it. And the worst feeling of knowing he wanted to. He wanted it more than he'd ever like to admit.

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Percy was barely awake when he heard the knock on his door. He was exhausted. He'd been exhausted since he was twelve, maybe it was catching up to him

He groaned as he pushed himself up off the coach, he wasn't expecting a package. Part of him wondered if it was Annabeth, a part of him hoped it wasn't.

As much as he hated it, he had started to dread being with her. Was she great? Sure. Did he love her? He thought so. He really thought he did. Though, lately, he had started to question it.

It started small, a twinge of irritation when she'd show up announced. The way he didn't always want to kiss her. The way he felt when a pretty boy smiled at him. The guilt when his heart stuttered when he thought that pretty boy was Nico di Angelo. 

Maybe things were just getting...old. Maybe they needed something new.

Then she asked him to marry her.

He wanted to say no, he just... didn't wanna deal with her after the fact.

Percy was relieved when it wasn't Annabeth, which he hated himself for.

He hated himself more when his ears reddened when he saw Nico di Angelo holding a bottle of wine.

It's a solid five seconds of silence before Nico shoves the bottle into Percy's hands.

"Congrats." Nico tried to smile, but there was an air of anxiety surrounding him.

"..thanks." Percy took it, not bothering to read the label, "do you...wanna come in?" He stepped away from the door.

Nico didn't bother nodding, he just stepped into the apartment, letting Percy guide him to the living room. It was vaguely messy, as expected, but Nico sat on the couch. All he had to do was get Percy to drink some wine....

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Nico knew it was wrong. He knew his father put something in the wine. He told Nico to not drink a drop. Of course Nico made him promise it was safe for Percy, he didn't want to hurt him. His father said of course not, a little lotus never hurt anyone.

He knew it was wrong when he showed up there, pretending to be happy for him. He knew it was wrong when he asked Percy about Annabeth. He knew it was wrong when three glasses in Percy said he was worried about marrying her.

He knew it. Nico was right, of course.

".. What do you mean you're worried about marrying her?"

"I... I don't know. We started dating at fifteen, she was my first girlfriend ever and... I don't know.. maybe l want something...well.. new."

Nico could barely hide the small smile that broke out on his face.

"That's okay...you dont have to be with her, you know?"

"But it would ruin just about everything."

"..Then ruin it."

Percy's eyes started to drift shut, only to be forced open again, a denial of the lotus petals. Percy shook this head.

He felt horrible when Percy finally spoke up.

"I don't know why I'm telling you this. I shouldn't be. You should...you should go." His head was tilted down, resting on his left hand.

Nico sighed, pursed his lips, slight tremors in his hands as he pushed himself up from the coach. Percy looked up for a moment, gods why was he so tired?

A small bubble of confusion rose in his chest as nico stood over him, but his eyes were already shut when he felt the press of Nico's lip over his.

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He woke up with someone pressed into his chest, dark hair nuzzled into his neck. His vision was burry, but he could make out a unfamiliar room and the drop of wine sliding down his face. He could taste pomegranate in his mouth.

"I'm so sorry..." The small voice whispered, though Percy didn't quite understand, slipping back into a dead sleep. He was blisfully unware of Nico crying into his neck, the pomegranate wine that had slid down his throat, and the fact that he was now forever bound to the land of the dead.