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Hii! 🫶 Seeing as you were begging for a Finney Blake request... could you do an adventure reader insert for him? I love the idea of a reader who is wandering off on random side quests and dragging Finney along into complete chaos or just completely on her own ( honestly any character you want but Finney needs some love)
BRO OMG YES I LOVE U SO MUCH IMA GET TO WORK FOR IT
Should I just stop writing the take two series and focus on writing a pjo series or smth cuz I feel like take two isn’t that good and it doesn’t have that much attention either 😭
“I used to think the silence between us was peace. Now I realize it’s just the sound of us forgetting how to speak.“᭝ ᨳଓ ՟
, 𑣲. walker scobell x f!reader — ᨳଓ .
𝓦arnings : car accident (concussion and bruising) , swearing , hurt/comfort , angst , fluff
𝓡equest: yes!!
𝓢ynopsis : when walker comes home from a tiring long press tour, the physical distance changes into a emotional one. A quiet but very painful argument bout his schedule leaves the both of you to slowly start drifting apart. And walker walking out the door to get some space. Desperate to clear your head, you take a drive, only for flash of headlight to change everything in just a split second. What had started as a night with a bitter argument quickly turned into a terrifying wake up call forcing Walker to realize who actually matters to him the most.
𝓐.N : this is the first time someone send me a req so I was very excited I had scheduled fanfics I have a lot in queue rn but I wanted to upload this one first but I promise u guys they r gonna be fanfics coming up day by day. I didn’t double check it. Join my taglist and leave requests!
The argument hadn’t been loud which somehow made it feel 10x fucking worse.
It was supposed to be a quiet dinner. Walker had finally come home after a grueling, months-long press tour, but his mind was still miles away. Every time your eyes met across the table, it felt like looking at a random fuck ass stranger in his face when his phone lit up on the counter with yet another work message something in you just snapped!
It wasn't about the phone ofc. It was about the weeks of empty spaces on your bed, the FaceTime calls between takes, & the terrifying, quiet realization that his world was getting bigger while yours felt like it was being left behind
“I'm trying, Y/N," he had said, his voice dropping into that defensive whisper. His eyes looked so incredibly tired but the frustration in them was sharp. "You think I want to be operating on 4 fucking hours of sleep?! I am doing all of this for my family and for us. For our future!”
“I don't give a shit about a future version of you, Walker!" Ur voice finally cracked, the tears gou had been swallowing for a month finally stinging your eyes threatening to fall. "I need you right now. In the same fucking room as me."
The silence that followed was brutally quiet. Walker rubbed his face in his hands, letting out a heavy, defeated sigh which made me want to wish who would have just shout at me instead. He didn't say anything else. He just picked up his jacket, slammed the front door harshly which made me flinch and walked out to get some space.
U were too restless. Too lonely to just sit alone after the fight, you grabbed yur car keys and left through the garage. You just needed to do a late night drive. You needed the cool night air to make you forget about everything for just a few minutes.
You turned the radio up to max so that u can drown your own thoughts. Instantly, HoneyBee by Olivia Rodrigo started comin through the speakers.
You let out a wet, breathless laugh, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "Great. Just what I fucking needed."
U were turning left at a blinking yellow light, your eyes blurred by the hot tears u had been trying to hold back, when the world had decided to violently spin out of control.
There was 0 time to react. Just the blinding glare of high beams from an oncoming Van that missed the light, the horrifying crunch of metal folding in on itself, and the jarring, violent snap of the airbag deploying. Then, the night went entirely black.
Walker’s phone was ringing. He was sitting on a park bench 3 blocks away from home, staring at his shoes feeling like the biggest piece of shit on the planet, when the screen flashed. He answered it instantly desperate to apologize so that there’s no silence and they can go back to cuddling, kissing, teasing each other, playing games.
But.. it wasn't you. It was a paramedic
The walk to the hospital was a blur. Walker barely remembered booking a cab, he didn't remember running through the rain, and he barely remembered screaming your name until security had to come to tell him to calm the fuck down. His chest felt like it was collapsing under a physical weight. The collapsing under a physical ass weight. The argument the stupid, selfish ass argument because of schedules and time felt entirely hollow. If he had just stayed, if he had just held you instead of walking away, kiss you instead of walking away, cuddle you instead of walking away watching a movie till you both fall asleep. U wouldn't have been on that dam (pjo ref) road.
When the doctor finally led him down the hallway and pulled back the curtain, Walker stopped breathing.
U were sitting on the edge of the bed, looking so fragile against the clinical white sheets. There was a dark, purple bruise blossoming across your cheekbone, a bandage taped tightly over your left eyebrow, a deep cut on the corner of your lips and your arm was resting in a sling.
"Y/N," he choked out.
Your head instantly d snapped up. Your eyes, wide and glossy, filled with tears the exact moment you saw him. "W-Walker..."
He crossed the distance between you in a fraction of a second. He dropped to his knees on the cold tile floor, completely unbothered by the harsh reality of the hospital room. His hands were trembling violently as he reached out, not knowing where to touch you without causing pain or if he can touch you because of his selfish act before finally settling his palms flat on the mattress on either side of your thighs.
"Y/N, I'm so so sorry, I'm so fucking sorry," he repeated, the words breaking completely in his throat. He looked up at you, his eyes were bloodshot, tears spilling freely down his cheeks. The confident, golden boi the world saw on tv? completely gone. "I shouldn't have walked out. I was so wrapped up in my own head, and I left you alone, and if I had just… if I had just fucking listened-“
"Walker, look at me," you whispered, your voice was slightly trembling. You carefully reached down w your uninjured hand, threading your fingers through his messy, damp messy blonde curls. "Look at me. It wasn't your fault. A driver blew past a red light. It had nothing to do with us okay?”
He leaned his forehead against your knee, his shoulders shaking as a sob had escaped him. "I-I thought I lost you. The whole way here, all I could think about was that the last thing I did was make you feel lonely. I hate myself for it. I fucking hate it."
"Hey," you nudged him gently, your own tears spilling over. "You're here now. I'm okay. Look at me, Walker. The doctors ran scans. It’s just a mild concussion and a sprained shoulder. I’m going home tonight."
He lifted his head, his face raw with an emotion so deep it terrified you. He stood up slowly, with absolute caution, and climbed onto the edge of the narrow hospital bed beside you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, burying his face completely in the side of your neck. He held you with desperate tightness, breathing you in like you were the only source of oxygen left in the world.
"I'm canceling the rest of the press trip," he murmured against your skin, leaving a few kisses, his voice thick and resolute. "I don't give a fuck about the meetings. I don't care about the interviews. I'm staying right here with you.”
"Walker, your carrerr-"
"Doesn't mean a goddamn thing if I don't have you to come home to. A amazing girlfriend who has always been by my side from the start. A amazing girlfriend who always supported me no matter what. A amazing girlfriend who loved me no matter what.” he interrupted, pulling back just enough to look you dead in the eyes. His thumb reached up, gently brushing a tear from your unbruised cheek slightly smiling. "I mean it. We are going to figure out the schedule. I'm going to do better. I love you too much to ever let you feel like you are 2nd best."
The heavy, suffocating weight that had been lingering between you for months completely disappeared. U were holding onto his jacket with your good hand, you buried your face in his chest. "I love you too so much.”
By the time you were officially discharged, Walker was a man on a mission. He didn't let you carry a single thing. He drove his car with hyper caution, keeping 1 hand firmly logked with yours over the center console the entire way back to the apartment.
Once you guys were home, the argument of the night dissolved into pure comfort. He practically forced you into your softest pajamas, tucked you into a fortress of pillows on the couch, and came back from the kitchen with a bowl of warm soup and ur pain meds.
"You are hovering, Scobell," you teased softly, though ur chest felt warmer than it had in months.
"I have been given strict medical orders to caretake," he countered, a familiar, boyish smirk finally returning to his face as he slid under the heavy marshmallow blanket next to you . He carefully pulled ur uninjured side against his chest, wrapping his arms around you like a human shield against the rest of the world. "Which means you shut up, stay still, and let me hold you."
You smiled, resting your head directly over his heartbeat. Walker didn't say anything for a long moment, his gaze dropping to your lips before moving back up to meet your eyes. The playful smirk faded, replaced by something incredibly soft and vulnerable.
"I love you so much Y/N" he said quietly softly. his voice low
"I love you more Walker" you whispered.
He leaned in slowly, closing the space between you. When his lips finally met urs, it wasn't the hurried, distracted kisses from the past few months. It was very slow, deep, and heavy with relief. One of his hands slid up to gently cradle the unbruised side of your jaw, his thumb smoothing over ur skin, while his other arm held you securely against his side tightly but careful. The kiss tasted like a quiet apology and a promise all at once a reassurance that he was entirely, completely back.
When he finally pulled away, he didn't go far, he rested his forehead against yours as you both exhaled a shared, shaky breath.
"I've got you," he murmured, his lips brushing yours one last time before he let you rest your head back down on his chest.
The TV hummed quietly in the background, but for the 1st time in a very long time, Walker wasn't looking at his phone. He was just looking at you and you only, his fingers gently tracing soothing circles on ur arm until you both finally drifted off to sleep.
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Hi!! I love ur writing thank you for feeding us walker/pjo content lol
I have a very vague request for a walker x reader oneshot where they have an argument or a misunderstanding then reader gets into an accident (up to you what kind) so angst happens (teehee) and eventually turns into fluff and comfort haha
Sorry if this wasn't specific, truthfully I just need more walker angst sooo bad
“The infirmary had never felt so warm until Percy Jackson walked in.” ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟
, 𑣲. percy jackson x daughter of apollo — ᨳଓ .
𝓦arnings : ig fluff??
𝓢ynopsis : After Annabeth drags an injured Percy Jackso to the apollo cabjn the daughter of apollo is assigned to patch him up they have barely spoken b4, but it’s hard to focus on bandages when u keep finding urself staring and Percy keeps catching u staring
𝓐.N : Sorry for not posting in a while but I’m not sick anymore guys and we won !! I wanted to do daughter of Apollo bc the first person who had voted in the poll had chose Apollo and I lowk felt bad and u guys made a tie between 3 demigods : Aphrodite , Hades , and Athena I may make the hades 1 a series but I have had my Percy Jackson fanfics set for dates so they r gonna come day by day now. Don’t forget to leave requests in!!
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The infirmary was usually quiet.
Not silent tho there was always the rustle of ambrosia wrappers,, the clink noises of nectar bottles, or 1 of the Apollo children humming but it was still peaceful enough.
Until the doors slammed open.
“Move,!”
Annabeth Chas yelled while marching in with Percy Jackson who was leaning heavily against her shoulder. His camp shirt had a torn sleeve and a fresh bruise was running across his ribs
“I’m telling you annabeth” Percy groaned “it’s literally just a scratch!”
“It’s bleeding through your shirt.”
“It builds character.”
“It builds infections Percy.”
From behind the medicine cabine u looked up trying very hard not to look too startled.
“Put him on the cot,” u said, already reaching for clean bandages
Annabeth helped Percy sit down before giving him 1 last pointed glare.
“Don’t argue with the healer.
“I wasn’t planning to.”
“You always plan to.”
She disappeared before he could defend himself.
The infirmary settled into silence.
U washed ur hands gathering supplies u have treated campers a lot of times before broken bones, arrow wounds, poison ivy incidents, and wtv the Stoll brothers managed to invent every week. Hell u even treated the campers during the battle of manhattan
But somehow…
Ur hands felt slightlyyy less steady today.
Because Percy Jackson was sitting 3 ft away.
The Percy Jackson.
Hero of Olympus, Son Of Poseidon, the guy somehow everybody in camo had some story about.
U have spoken to him before.. once.. maybe twice.
The once was a time he had asked where the dining pavilion was after getting back from a quest.
The 2nd time when he had apologized after accidentally splashing u during canoe practice.
That was it.
Now he was watching you
“So..” Percy said
“So”
“I have never actually caught your name before”
You blinked pretending to act shocked and confused
“You haven’t?”
He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
“I mean… I’ve heard it. I’m just really.terrible with names.”
You smiled despite yourself
“Y/N.”
“Right.”
He nodded as if committing to memory
“y/n.”
U gently peeled back the blood soaked fabric around his side.
“This might sting.”
“I’ve been stabbed before.”
“…Congratulations I guess…?”
“Gods I don’t know why I said that.”
A laugh escaped h b4 u could stop it.
Percy’s grin widened
There it is.
He had been secretly hoping to make u laugh
U dabbed some nectar around the wound very gently and carefully
He didn’t even flinch
Ur focus stayed on the injury.
Mostly.
Okay.
Not.. entirely
Every few seconds ur eyes betrayed u
Js some quick glances
The blue eyes.
The dirty blonde messy hair
The tiny scar along his jaw
Then u had snapped ur attention back to the bandages
Surely he hadn’t noticed
..right?
“You keep looking at me.”
Ur hands froze.
“..W-What?”
Percy’s voice wasn’t teasing
Just.. curious?
You keep glancing over.”
Heat rushed straight to your face.
“I-“
“No No, it’s okay!” he said quickly. “I was just wondering if I had dirt on my face.”
U stared at him
“U r bleeding.”
“Right.”
“…Quiet slot.”
“So that’s most likely it.”
U laughed again a bit louder than b4
“No.”
“No?”
U hesitated then sighed
“I just..”
Gods.
This was embarrassing.
“I have heard about you for years”
Percy looked up a bit confused
“Really?”
“Ur making it sound surprising”
“Kinda is.”
“U have saved Olympus.”
“Yeah..”
“You fought titans”
“Once.”
“Disappeared for months.”
“Twice.”
“So.. yk u kinda became famous even more after ppl finding out u r a child of the big 3”
“…I haven’t think of it like that…”
“Everyone else does.”
Silence settled between you 2
U finished wrapping the bandage around his ribs.
“There.”
Youu tied it off neatly.
“You’ll live.”
“Glad to hear it.”
U stepped back.
Completely ignoring the fact that your heart had been doing cartwheels for the last ten minutes.
Percy watched you gather supplies.
“U know…
You looked over.
“I have heard bout u b4 as well.”
Ur eyebrows lifted.
“U have?”
“The Apollo cabin says ur the one everyone comes to.”
“For injuries?”
“For everything.”
He shrugged.
“They trust you.”
U didn’t know what to say.
No one ever talked about you.
Heroes got stories.
Healers just cleaned up afterward.
Percy hopped off the cot.
“Try not to reopen the wound.”
“I’ll do my best maam.”
“You say that like ur already planning something.”
“I wasn’t…”
A pause.
“…until now.”
U gave him a look.
He laughed.
“Okay, okay. No fighting monsters for at least…”
He looked at the ceiling thoughtfully.
“…6 hours.”
“You are impossible.”
So I have been told.”
He headed for the door before stopping.
Turning back.
“So…”
“So?”
“Maybe next time we talk..”
He smiled.
“…it doesn’t have to be because I’m bleeding.”
B4 you could answer
He was already gone.
3 days later, Percy walked into the infirmary w absolutely NO injury’s at all .
“I brought blue cookies.”
U looked up
“…Why…?”
He shrugged
“I mean i did tell u it would be nice if I visited without bleeding.”
A tiny smile escaped before you could stop it.
“U did say that.”
“So…”
He set the tin on the table.
“I figured I’d start making it a habit.”
Outside, someone shouted that Percy was needed at sword practice.
HI! I love your writing. I was wondering would you be open to writing LGBTQ+ themes or pairings? It's not like I have any ideas/request and I'm not even LGBTQ+ myself but I wanted to check your preferences first. Thanks!
Yeah ofc I’m open to writing lgbtq I don’t mind at all ❤️
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“I didn’t plan on ruining your night, but I’m kind of glad I did ” ᭝ ᨳଓ ՟
, 𑣲. walker scobell x f!reader — ᨳଓ .
𝓦arnings : bit cursing idk what else to put bro
𝓢ynopsis : You went to Momona Tanada’s birthday party because your best friend, Dior practically dragged you there. You expected to spend the night hiding in a corner but a clumsy collision with a guy you never met before changes everything.
𝓐.n : soo I think ima make this stay a one shot but… if u guys want another part js tell me and if u see any misspelled words js ignore it I think autocorrect helped me slot in this one tho today’s July 12 I think I’m scheduling this for July 17. Make sure to put requests in guys!!
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The music in momonas living room was vibrating right through the bottom of ur sneakers. It was her 19th birthday party and the house was packed with actors dances and mutual friends. You were tucked safely in a corner near the kitchen island holding a red cup of fruit punch trying to look like u were texting sm1 very important.
U only came bc of Dior, your absolute best friend since 8th grade, she practically dragged you out of ur house.
“I’m telling you you need to go out more (your nickname)” Dior had chanted in ur room throwing a cute black jacket directly at ur face
Now Dior was literally nowhere to be found most likely caught up in a convo about an upcoming project or with her co stars. What a traitor u had thought sighing adjusting the strap of ur shoulder bag, seriously considering to make a run for the front door.
“Hey watch out- fuck!”
A sudden jolt sent your fruit punch splashing forward you gasped looking down at the red stain instantly bloooming across the front of ur favorite dress.
“Oh man I’m so so sorry…!” A voice rushed out
You looked up ready to be oissed off but ur brain completely short circuited. Standing in front of u was Walker Scobell. he was holding a plate of half Eagan pizza his curly blonde hair was a bit messy nd his blue eyes wide w genuine panic.
“I got bumped from behind” Walker quickly explained putting his pizza plate down on the counter. “I really didn’t mean to ruin your dress.. here let me help!” He grabbed a handful of paper towels from the holder on the island, dabbing at ur shirt which only helped in smearing the red dye further!
“I-It’s fine really” you said ur cheeks burning. “Paper towels do nothing but help making it worse anyways.”
“R-Right obviously I’m an idiot.” Walker said dropping the paper towels immediately with an embarrassed grin. He rubbed the back of his neck “my names Walker btw I don’t think I met you before are you a friend of Momonas?”
“Yeah we didn’t, well a friend of diors. I’m Y/N”
“Nice to meet you Y/n. Even if I did- kinda assault you with juice” Walker said laughing a bit “Come on let’s find momona or Dior one of them probably have a spare hoodie or some shit u can borrow”
Before you could protest walker caught ur wrist his grip warm and surprisingly somewhat reassuring
───────────────────── ⟢ ・⸝⸝
“Dior! Momona!”
Walker shouted over the bass as you 2 finally tracked them down by the doors. Dior turned around her eyes instantly widening as she saw the state of ur dress. And then widening even future further when she noticed Walker holding your hand.
“What the fuck happened to you?” Dior asked crossing her arm as a smirk crossed her face
“Uh he happened” you said gesturing to the guy next to you
“Hey, it was a very tragic pizza and punch collision” Walker said defending himself raising his hands. “Do any of you have something she can borrow?? It’s getting cold out here and she’s freezing”
Momona snapped her fingers “I have a giant oversized hoodie upstairs lying in my bed. I promise it’s clean go grab it”
“I will go with you it’s the least I can do anyways.”
You rolled ur eyes teasingly and playfully following him up the stairs away from the noise. Momonas bedroom was quiet Walker took the hoodie from the bed and gave it to u
“I will wait outside take out ur dress and give it to me and I will put it in a bag for you” he said stepping back in the hallway so u can change while u nodded
U pulled ur dress and threw it outside opening the door a bit he took it and left to go to the laundry machine while u put the hoodie on he came by then outside. U went outside where Walker was leaning against the wall tossing a tennis ball he had found in a shelf up in the air.
“Much better” he said approving smiling softly his eyes went down to up checking her out with no shame a slow playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “the oversized look suits you”
“Thanks” you said blushing a bit leaning against the wall next to him suddenly hyper aware of how close he was standing. “Just trying to survive ur juice assault you know.”
“Hey I told you I was sorry!” He said chuckling stepping a half step closer so his shoulder was almost brushing against yours. He titled his head his blue eyes locking onto yours with a sudden intense focus that made ur stomach do a flip. “Besidessss if I had not spilled it I wouldn’t have gotten u all to myself here so really? U should be thanking me.”
You let out a soft laugh rolling ur eyes trying but failing to hide a smile. “Ohhh I see a tactical strike?”
“Completely intentional” he teased his voice dropping a bit lower as he leaned his shoulder against the wall looking down at u “I mean come on had to find a way to talk to the prettiest girl at the party without everyone interrupting”
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Downstairs. Sudden burst of cheering came followed by the sound of a song playing loudly. U looked down at the staircase ur cheeks was still burning from the comment he had made Walker didn’t make a move toward the stairs either
“And I mean, I was kinda looking for an excuse to escape the crowd anyway” Walker saying leaning closer to whisper “it’s pretty fucking intense down these so I’d rather js hang out up here with you actually”
“Well” you said sliding down the wall to sit cross legged on the carpeted floor. “I guess you’re stuck with me up here then.”
Walker grinned sliding down right next to u his shoulder brushing against yours as he turned his head to look at u his smirk returning “yeah stuck with you. I can live with that I think now give me ur number before we get interrupted”
⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒕 fluff, fem!reader, Walker!percy, y/n used, reader is an “outcast”, reader is a hades kid, comfort
⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚 y/n was considered to be an “outcast” of camp half-blood. ironic since her godly parent is one of the big three, but most mortals and demigods preferred to avoid her. percy was raised to be kind, though, so he looked past that and saw her for her personality, and he liked it.
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it was a sunny day in camp half-blood. demigods and satyrs were soaking up the warmth the sun provided as it beamed down on the camp. percy was bored, though. he didn’t have the best social skills either, so he figured he would spend some time down by the lake. the walk there was peaceful, with the distant buzz of the camp’s energy that slowly faded the further away he got. as he neared his approach to the lake, rocks crunched beneath his shoes. the soft wind whistled past him, a whisper in his ear. he could hear — and feel — the lake’s water that was flowing calmly. percy expected no one to be there already, everybody was busy doing chores, or training, or hanging with their friends. but there she was, y/n, sitting on a rock as she watched the fish in the semi-clear water swim downstream of the lake. percy froze, feeling the familiar anxiety flare up at the unexpected presence of someone he’d never spoken to before, especially a girl. y/n seemed to notice his arrival then, because she tensed slightly before turning her head to look up at him. for a moment, the two of them just looked at each other quietly, unsure if they should say anything, or what to say if they did.
“hello, percy,” y/n spoke softly before turning back towards the lake.
percy blinked before replying, “h-hey. you’re y/n, right? i think i’ve seen you around camp before.” his voice wavered slightly as he spoke, although he wasn’t afraid of her or anything. he was just expecting to be alone, but she was here instead.
after some hesitation, percy took a step forward. “is it okay if we share this spot?” he asked, hoping the answer wouldn’t be no so that he wouldn’t have to go back to the noise and loud energy of being around the other demigods.
y/n nodded. “of course. i’m not selfish. but you are right about my name being y/n,” she gave percy a small smile. “i don’t bite, don’t worry,” she joked playfully.
some of the tension drained from percy’s body at her playful tone. he chucked a little. “you seem friendly so i’ll believe you.”
the quiet that came after that felt more comfortable now that the ice had been broken. percy studied her for a moment, noticing the way her skin looked almost ill in contrast to the sun. he thought about her quiet but friendly demeanour and wondered why anyone would be put off by it. to him, she seemed really nice.
“it’s too crowded in the hermes’ cabin, isn’t it?” percy asked, not too loud so as not to taint the calm atmosphere between them.
y/n looked over at him before her gaze dropped to the sand and she nodded. “i wish i had my own cabin like you. cabin 11 is no good for a hades kid.”
percy nodded with understanding. “it doesn’t make sense to only have cabins for two of the main three gods. you should talk to chiron about it, maybe he could like, make a hades cabin?” he suggested.
y/n shrugged. “i could. but what if he says no?” she glanced at percy.
“chiron’s really nice, he’ll at least think about what you asked. but if you’re really worried, i could come with you?” percy asked sincerely. “i mean, only if you wanted me to, of course!” he added quickly and looked away from her as a fresh wave of awkwardness hit him.
y/n didn’t seem bothered, though. if anything, she seemed more relaxed by his offer. “really? you’d come with me so i won’t feel alone or as anxious?” she asked, searching his face as she felt a quiet sense of surprise at his offer. but she looked away when they made eye contact, suddenly getting a little flustered.
percy nodded. “yeah, i don’t mind. i’m actually enjoying talking to you, and i think some privacy for you that wasn’t the lake would be cool.” he didn’t look away when she did.
y/n smiled softly. “you don’t think i’m weird, do you?” she looked back up at him as she asked.
percy shook his head. “no, why would i think that? i think you’re really great.”
y/n shrugged and looked at the water as insecurity creeped in. “people think i’m weird. usually i just say one thing and they run away or something. but you didn’t.” she looked back at him.
percy looked at the sand as he nodded. he felt a pang of sadness for her, but he also understood exactly how it felt, to feel like you can’t even exist without being judged. he looked at y/n. “i know what that feels like… and i promise, i won’t make you feel like that. so… friends?” he held his hand out, an offer for her to shake. y/n glanced between his face and his hand before reaching out too and holding his hand and shaking it lightly.
“friends.”
the word meant the possibility for days that weren’t too dark or too bright. it signalled the end of y/n and percy’s loneliness, because from then on, they would have each other to lean on.
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𝒶.n : ok once again don’t slime me for any typos or anyt and I’m sorry i took long I’m still a bit sick 🤧 and I completely forgot about the fanfic I wrote alotnof fanfics during the time and I set a schedule for them and I think… there’s a pjo one for today?? Athena got the most votes i will make sure to write it i think b4 the Athena pjo 1 i think I’m gonna make another 1 as well for a daughter of hades x Percy Jackson but like the show era if it makes sense make it make sense this
My heart was literaly beating inside my fucking throat.
Like move over throat my heart lives here now !
McKenna Grace was standing at the podium her fingers slowly slipping pulling the gold card out of the envelope. The giant screen behind her glowing w the nominees for best family series.
Percy Jackson and The Olympians
Young Sheldon
XO Kitty
…some other shows I couldn’t even focus on because I was trying so badly not to throw up in 4k (shut the fuck up you don’t get to judge me okay I was scared!!!)
“…and the award goes to…” McKenna Grace paused a huge smile crossing her face “…Percy Jackson and the Olympian!”
The entire theater went from quiet to massive cheers and claps.
I immediately jumped up clapping with the rest of the girls clapping wildly as the pjo cast started hugging each other. I was genuinely happy for them to be honest, even if idk them at all and never spoke to any of them before they looked so excited and happy. The walker guy literally looked like. a golden retriever who js discovered what chocolate is. He was smiling so hard his cheeks probably hurt badly.
But as they walked up the stairs to the stage, the panic officially started setting in.
Because our category Best Drama Series is next.
My hands started sweating. I looked around the girls didn’t look panicked at all they were cheering and clapping did these dumbasses forget our category is next??? My throat went dry so did my lips so without thinking twice, I slowly bit my bottom lip and licked it so that I don’t look like a zombie if the camera turns to our table. I kept clapping my eyes focused on the stage with this weird tight small smile because I was trying not to have a panic attack. I looked at walker.
Okay yeah he looked fucking hot in that black suit my stupid brain accidentally thought for a second. Okay but that was just 1% of what I was thinking but can you blame me for thinking that?? I was mostly scared for our category.
What I didn’t realize.. was that the main broadcast was currently zoomed in my face.
And it stayed there for 5 seconds
While I had licked my lips.
While I stared directly at a boy I never met before.
I was not prepared for what was coming in the future for me
(For the post I only used the Sabrina carpenter clip cuz that’s literally what I got the inspiration from 😭😭)
@diorsbxtch she was gagged by the black suit LMAOOO HE LOOKS DO GOOD ♥︎ 45.1K Likes
@amarabennett guys I’m pretty sure she doesn’t know him but I’m invested in whatever rumor you guys are making ♥︎ 47.2 Likes
@godhelpmeeee she doesn’t even follow him guys ts crazy they literally strangers 😭 ♥︎ 18.7K Likes
@masonthames bro delete this video right now my sister was just nervous about her category. ♥︎ 140.2K Likes
⤷ @yourmomslovedone IM CRYING THE BROTHER GOT SUMMONED ♥︎ 2K Likes
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(Guys they won afterwards I just don’t wanna write long things so I’m going fast if u guys want I will make an extra in the future showing the group winning I’m sorry for making this extremely short but I have to go to the hospital 😭😭)
