#ashilrak

I swear I didn't forget about you and your ask! ❤️ Maybe it's a bit later than Valentine's day, but oh well... ^^

"Oh my- are you proposing?" Will gasped, eyes wide open. He was staring at the monitor transfixed, and Percy felt a dread in his stomach.

"Uh... I... Fuck. I'm sorry, I'm not. At least, not yet," Percy scratched his head in distress. He was looking for jewelry on the interner, true, but he didn't buy one yet.

He wanted to make it as a surprise on their fourth anniversary, but the idiotic social media ads betrayed him.

"Oh," Will said, but Percy couldn't decipher if it was a relieved oh or a disappointed oh. They didn't really talk about getting married, and while Will implied that he planned to spend the rest of their lives together, he might not have planned marriage. After all, if anybody, demigods knew marriage was not synonym for secure and healthy monogamous relationship.

The silence stretched for too long, and Percy couldn't stand it anymore. "Oh? As in-?" He prompted.

"As in maybe we should have talked about it before-," Will said slowly, hesitantly.

"I'm sorry! I wanted it to be surprise, but you are right, we should have talked about it," Percy interrupted a bit panicky. His boyfriend finally looked at him with a deadpan expression.

"Perce, babe, let me explain it," he sighed, then got up from his monitor, and walked towards one of the shelves in their "office room". He took out something from between two anatomy books, and walked back to Percy, who was following his movements with his eyes, curious about what was going on.

"Maybe you are not proposing me," Will said, biting into his lips, strangely flustered and shy, "But I'm proposing you," he said. Lowering himself on one knee, he opened the thing in his hands, and Percy felt his knees weakening.

It was a wedding ring.

More importantly, it was almost the same wedding ring he was searching for.

"Percy Jackson," Will took a deep breath, and relaxed. In Percy's mind, his smile seemed like the sun coming out behind the heavy rain clouds, so bright and hopeful. "Will you marry me?"

Percy wanted to say yes, a thousand times yes, but all he could do was to nod. Thankfully the blonde could understand him even like this, so taking Percy's hand into his, he put the ring on it.

"I love you, Will Solace," Percy stated, and pulling up his now-fiancee, he kissed him like his life depended on it.

Okay, so I was prompted by a very demanding little gremlin (affectionate) to write omega Percy courting alpha or omega Nico, and who am I to disappoint bun?

So, it is what it says on the tin. Percy falls for Nico after the second war and tries to court the word's most oblivious alpha. It will go as smoothly as expected (as in not at all xD).

"He started it with some light flirting. Talking with him - or at least, trying to talk to him, because Nico liked to disappear in the thin air at random times -, touching his clothes lightly, just to leave a bit of his scent on the skittish alpha. He wasn't trying to be too forward or to make Nico uncomfortable with the scenting; it was a normal thing to do between friends.

Lol, the energy from these asks couldn't be more different xDDD

It's... Hm. I don't think I gave something less than C, but it's a

D+ for me.

Like, it can be cool, and new and amazing, but my awkwardness-meter is overloaded 8 times out of 10, and I just can't 😭 I love their endings, where they get together for real, and they can be so cute, but I just can't deal with it. Especially when it is mixed with the "there's only one bed" trope, because obviously there's just one bed 🙄😩

BUT! When it's fake dating because A gets harrased by somebody, either a random guy, a stalker, or an ex, and B seems nice and helpful? THAT fake dating is B-! Good trope, love that, I need more of that.

(It's not a covert suggestion for my emotional support snake, don't worry, darling ❤️)

Thank you Vi, thank you @peggyshippen for the ask! 💕

bestie you know I adore you but WHAT is this. you know the proper term for a women of her stature is gouger

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