#lydiasfalling

the breeze blew softly through your hair as you moved through camp. it was quiet out today; the kind of silence that felt almost too peaceful to be true. you made your way to the dock—where your boyfriend often spent his afternoons—to find an area where the serenity of the evening could be enjoyed. as you walked through the parted trees, a certain figure caught your eye. a raven-haired boy laid on a towel ( the one with little blue sharks decorating the material ) with his arm draped over his face. you smiled softly as you approached him.

“hi, perseus.” you sat next to him, placing your hand by his head.

his arm shifted to reveal his eyes, which he blinked aggressively to adjust to the light. as soon as his eyes focused, his face softened, “hey, angel. c’mere.” his arm moved from its resting spot on his forehead to wrap around your waist. he pulled you down so you now laid with him.

“where have you been all day?” you asked, glancing at the lapping waters of the lake.

his hand, which now rested on your stomach, traced soft shapes on the skin as he answered, “i was with the kids. swimming lessons. wish you could have seen them. they were so bad at swimming.”

you laughed softly in response, shifting to face him. if percy jackson was anything, it was ethereal. he was simply sculpted by the gods. you didn’t understand how he walked earth with everyone else. you brushed a lock of hair from his forehead and ran you fingers along the high point of his cheekbone. his face had a light pink flush from the sun, but it now contained the soft pink tint of blush.

“you’re gorgeous, y’know that? i can’t think straight around you.” percy interrupted your staring. he rolled onto his side, pulling you into a hug. “everytime i’m around you, especially in the silent moments like these, my chest aches for your existence. is that weird? you have so much power over me.”

your smile was impossible to contain. “you love it, you sick freak.”

he laughed, and it was a sound that you would have imprinted on your soul if you could, “ ‘sick freak’ is a little harsh, don’t you think, angel?” he pressed a chaste kiss to your hairline.

“i’m only kidding, perce. im overwhelmed by your existence too. every version of my soul is consumed by you. it forever will be.”

percy’s lips found yours in a soft kiss. it wasn’t fireworks, it wasn’t explosive. it was salty sea air and coming home after a long day in the sun. it was a ship finding shore after years at sea. he shifted the both of you until you rested on his hips. as he looked up at you, he smiled before pulling you back down to his lips.

as you pulled away, breathless, you said, “you’re insatiable.”

he laughed, “you love it, you sick freak.”

“touché.”

a/n—you’re in love! trueeeee love!!!

˗ˋˏ warnings : slightly suggestive??? idk just cuteness tbh ˎˊ-

wc — 0.5k

painting quietly in the room that belonged to your beloved boyfriend was a hobby you’d picked up around a year ago. no distractions — especially now, since percy was busy training — and a gentle sea breeze made for perfect inspiration. thus, you decided to paint the shore that sat outside of the large windows. the water lapped at the bank softly and the sun sat high in the sky, which casted a warm and glowing aura over the area outside. the landscape was practically screaming ‘the ideal painting’.

as if the universe planned it, your peace was soon interrupted by the front door’s sudden opening. “gods. . . i’m so done with training, holy shit.” he rounded the corner, seeing you sat in front of a blue canvas. “hey, angel.”

“hey, perce.” you said. his hands found your waist immediately, spinning you to face him. his smile was bright and beaming, a signature for percy when he was in your presence.

you smiled right back at him, circling your arms around his neck. he pecked your lips softly in return. “i like this.” his head gestured towards the canvas behind you. you glanced over your shoulder, seeing the blue and white swirls that danced across the textile.

“really? it’s for you.” you looked back into his eyes, the beautiful sea green that encapsulated you with every glance.

his head found the crook of your neck, lips trailing across to skin. “thank you, baby. s’good.” he made his way up to the spot behind your ear, nipping at the area.

“always a tease with you.” you breathed, moving further into his embrace.

you felt his smirk before he said anything, “and yet you don’t pull away.”

the eye roll was involuntary, a force of habit due to the frequency of your boyfriends antics. “gods, you’re dumb.” you voiced. his lips were still moving around your neck, not leaving any marks in their wake.

“i’m absolutely dumb when it comes to you, yes. you make me stupid.” his eyes found yours, the cerulean and aquamarine hues pulled you back into the trance you hadn’t ever quite seemed to get out of.

“what should i add to the painting to make it better? because it needs to be perfect. you’re hanging it above your bed.”

“maybe. . . i don’t know. . . us. paint us in the middle, hopefully naked and mid fu—” your mouth cut him off before he could finish the sentence. he kissed you back with a force he saved for moments like these. pure hunger and ecstasy filled his mind.

you pulled back, not allowing him to get too engrossed it the kiss. “no, percy. none of that.” you giggled. “must you always say shit like that?”

his eyes gleamed. “youre telling me that wouldn’t be a work of art? the gods would have gone crazy for that back in ancient greece.”

your shot a pointed look at him, un-wrapping yourself from his embrace to stare at the painting. “good thing we’re not in ancient greece then, right perce?”

“yeah, whatever.” he approached you again. “what do you say we take this to the bed?” his head found your shoulder, kissing it gently before laying his chin on the exposed skin.

you pushed him away with a huff ( which was truly a laugh in disguise ). “go away.”

he kissed you again.

tags : @cowboylikemac , @laufeysvalentine !

percy’s hyperfixation with you needed to be studied. it had been a mere thirty minutes of being apart before he was barreling back through the doors of your cabin. “angel!” he’d call out, “i’m back!” the rustling of his removing of shoes was loud as he entered the room.

“you couldn’t have possibly done your entire training session in that time. no way.” you sated at him in disbelief.

“oh, i didn’t. i just missed you. so i left early.” he shrugged as if it were the easiest thing in the world.

“perce, you’re idiotic.”

“just for you. only ever for you.” he smiled and jumped onto you, his face nuzzling into your neck. he littered small kisses across the skin.

you rolled your eyes at his antics, tilting your head to give him better access. even though you pretended, you could never be mad at percy for wanting to spend time with you. you didn’t admit it to him ( not wanting to boost his ego ) but you felt the same way.

this is actually nothing just word vomit! fic coming for valentine’s day!!!!

percy jackson x aphrodite! reader

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˗ˋˏ warnings : use of y/n, nothing else really ˎˊ-

‧₊˚✧ lydia’s yap fest ! ✧˚₊‧

happy valentine’s day everyone! hope you guys enjoy this. could possibly make this a series if it’s liked enough. love ya!!!

walking around camp half blood at this time of year seemed to mock you. the fellow aphrodite’s kids seemed to be focused on finding a valentine. now, dot get it twisted. you wanted a valentine. bad. the only problem with this was, well, your intense and completely obvious crush on percy jackson. something about his confidence and charismatic aura drew you in and ruined you for anyone and everyone else.

there was another problem with this. percy jackson happened to be your best friend. you had tried everything to get these feelings to go away. dating other camp members, having different flings, setting percy up with other people, and tartarus, you even had people give you love potions. nothing worked. it was getting unbearable for everyone surrounding the two of you. in particular, annabeth and grover seemed the most annoyed.

the pair had also tried to help you guys understand how perfect you two would be together. however, you and him both refused any sort of insinuation of romance. it’s not that you didn’t want to be with him. quite the opposite, actually. you just didn’t see the point of wasting your friendship by risking him not feeling the same way. keeping him close as a friend was better than loosing him.

infact, you had encouraged him to ask another camp member out. this led you to your current predicament, watching him as he walked with kailey ( a girl from cabin five ). this had been his choice—he insisted she was ‘interesting enough’. you could see by the look on his face that he didn’t truly enjoy her company all that much.

“ya know, this could all be avoided if you just told him how you feel.” annabeth said from next to you, throwing a pointed look in your direction. you chose to ignore the sarcastic tone of her voice as she spoke.

“how i feel? i feel like he’s my best friend and i can’t jeopardize that. they look to be having fun.” the second sentence came out as if you were trying to convince yourself as well.

as if the universe wanted to mock you more, percy and kailey made their way over to you. annabeth looked at you, praying that you noticed the bored look on percy’s face. you gave her a look as to say ‘stop it’ before turning to shoot a smile in the direction of the approaching pair. kailey seemed to have a permanent scowl on her face while percy’s expression shifted upon seeing you. his uninterested features changed to those of contentment when your smile entered his vision.

“hey, y/n!” percy’s pace increased the closer he got to you, leaving kailey slightly behind him.

“hey, perce. kailey.” you nodded in her direction, warranting an eye-roll from the girl. “what’re you guys up to?”

“just, ya know. walking around. sat at the dock for a little bit.” percy responded. him and kailey stood an unusual distance away from eachother.

“percy, im gonna go. come fine me when you’re done with. . . this.” kailey rolled her eyes for what seemed like tenth time in the short period that she stood there. she brushed his arm slightly before turning and walking away.

“well isn’t she just a ray of sunshine.” annabeth snorted, laughing slightly.

percy agreed quickly, “she’s. . . something. that’s for sure.” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“not feeling it?” you asked. he shook his head no, moving to sit next to you. his arm quickly fell over your shoulders.

this made annabeth abruptly stand up. “well, as much as i would love so stay and chat, i have shit to do. see you two later?”

“mhm. later!” percy said.

“bye, annie!” you added. as the girl walked away, you turned in percy’s direction. “is she really that terrible?” you asked.

“she’s . . . okay, i guess. not really my type.” his arm fell from your shoulders, hand moving to hold your own instead. this was something percy had developed on the numerous quests you two had gone on together. his need for physical closeness was something that many found annoying, but you found endearing.

“oh yeah? and what might your type be classified as?” you laughed.

“oh, ya know. i like a girl who’s smart, kind, funny, caring. all the usual things. i also like a girl who sets me up on dates with other people because she doesn’t realize i’m hopelessly in love with her. that’s my ideal woman.” he shrugged as if it were nothing.

your jaw had officially found the floor. “i—i’m sorry. . . what?” you were sure you had heard him wrong.

“you know what i said, y/n.” percy’s face turned serious as he turned his entire boy towards you.

“do i? because it sounds a lot like a confession.” you tried to lighten the situation, laughing slightly before halting.

“y/n, you’re making this extremely hard for me.” percy’s face had begun to turn a shade of crimson.

“how so?” you kept a serious face, struggling not to crack a smile.

“y/n. . . i’m completely and utterly in love with you. the way you laugh, the way you smile, the way you laugh again because, dam, i love that sound, the way you twirl the strand of hair by your ear when you’re nervous, the way you stick your tongue out slightly when you’re focused. i love the way that you talk about your niche interests and the way that you always put up with my bullshit. i love how deeply you care about everyone, even the people who don’t deserve it. i love the contentment in your eyes when we’re sitting at the beach. i love you because you’re you, and that’s the best person you can be.” percy didn’t once break eye contact through his speech.

it was official. this was the first time in your like that you had been rendered completely speechless. your palms became sweaty and your heart was racing. being a child of aphrodite normally meant you reacted better to love situations. this didn’t help you much now, though. instead, the only thing you could think of doing in that moment was leaning forward to connect your lips.

it wasn’t beautiful or a ‘sparks fly’ moment. it was quick and chaste, you moving away as quickly as you moved forward. once you pulled away, you looked percy in the eyes. his expression had shifted from one of fear to hunger. his hand came up, finding the back of your neck and pulling you into him again. his lips were warm and soft against yours. he tasted of sea salt and blue pancakes, a combination that only percy jackson could pull off. his free hand found it way to your waist, pulling you closer to him.

once the two of you could no longer breathe, you both pulled away at a slow pace. he kept his forehead against yours.

“gods, i have been waiting a millennia to do that.” percy laughed, kissing your cheek. his head moved from yours to the crook of your neck.

“me too, perseus.” your hand reached up, lacing itself into his hair.

“fucking finally! gods, i was starting to loose hope!” grover said, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

“me too, honestly.” percy spoke, lifting his head to look at grover.

“you too?” you asked, confused.

“y/n, you’re literally the only person who didn’t know about percy’s massive crush.” grover explained.

you averted your gaze towards percy, who shrugged in confirmation. your face heated up. safe to say that you had managed to find yourself a valentine, though kailey from cabin five wasn’t too happy.

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“can you not?” you groaned, pushing percy’s head away from your neck. it was so incredibly hard to focus on the task at hand when he assaulted your neck. he kept his proximity to you by wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“mmm. . . no.” he smiled and dropped his dead to your shoulder. “come to bed.” he whispered into your skin, hot breath fanning over your shoulder.

as tempting as it sounded, you needed to finish up with the bracelet you were making for your siblings birthday present. you shook your head, finally focusing once again. percy nudged your shoulder with his nose, once again feathering light kisses along the slope of skin.

“perseus! the more you distract me, the longer i’ll be here.” you stated, hoping he would finally allow you to finish up.

“will you be done soon? m’ gettin’ antsy over here.” his grip loosened.

“i can tell. yes, i’m almost done. will you allow me to finish in peace? i’ll join ya as soon as i’m done.”

he had fully let go and stepped back now. “suppose. be quick, yeah?” he sat over on his bed, laying back and staring at the ceiling in silence.

as the minutes ticked on, you were able to put the final touches on the bracelet. you tied it off, getting up to join percy in bed. as if on queue, his eyes snapped open to see you above him. his hand gripped your waist and pulled you atop him.

“finally. i was getting bored all by myself.” he smiled up at you.

“well now we can be bored together.” your arms wrapped around his shoulders.

“wouldn’t have it any other way.” he placed a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

“ugh! percy—” he continued peppering soft kisses on your face, effectively shutting you up.

“percy! where is your blue hoodie?” you called out from his bed. he had gotten up a few moments prior to find a towel and clean your. . . mess.

“it’s next to you, baby.” he returned to the room with a towel in hand, coming over to wipe you off. the activities the pair of you had been up to a moment prior were everything but holy. your favorite thing about percy was his gracious aftercare.

“can you hand it to me? m’ tired. . .” rolling onto your side, you faced percy where he knelt at the edge of the bed.

“tired, huh?” his tone mimicked one of teasing, the cocky grin returning to his face as he leaned closer to you.

you pushed his head away with a groan, shoving your own head into the pillow in attempt to hide your blush.

“don’t hide, baby. i’ve seen blush on every inch of your body.” he grabbed your head as he spoke, turning it back towards him. he kissed the tip of your nose gently when it scrunched.

“you’re annoying.” you told him, finally deciding to grab the hoodie yourself. when percy saw your arm extend in that direction, he grabbed the hoodie himself. he made a motion for you to lift your arms and he pulled the hoodie over your head.

“and you’re beautiful. your point?” he returned, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you into him. he kissed the side of your head gently as the two of you finally calmed down enough to sleep.

˗ˋˏ warnings : tooth rotting fluff i’m disgusted w myself angst is coming next ˎˊ-

wc — 743!

the apartment was quiet. wind whistled in from the window across from the bed, as it was slightly ajar. the duvet shifted as your legs moved to escape the heat that radiated off percy. the anklet that wrapped around your leg caught slightly on the shark sheets that rested under you as you moved. slowly, as to not disturb the oh-so-lovely boy that slept next to you. his hair spilled out in a halo around his head, his arms resting under the pillow. his mouth was open slightly, face pushed into the cloth of the pillow.

you couldn’t help but smile softly at the sight of his sleeping figure. you turned around, padding away softly towards the kitchen. making breakfast for you and percy was a task you often took on as it was relatively simple. you moved around the effortlessly, opting to make some ( blue ) french toast for the pair of you. you placed a record on the platter, allowing it to spin melodically. dancing around the kitchen to bob dylan was an ideal way to spend a lazy saturday morning.

as if on que, the peace was disturbed by a stirring in the other room. percy stepped out slowly and groggily, shuffling over to you. his arms found the curve of your waist, bringing you into a hug.

“mhm—missed you. where’d y’ go?” his lips moved against your neck, hair tickling your shoulder as he spoke.

your hand found his hair, carding through the wavy raven strands. “jus’ out here. making breakfast. hungry?” you gestured to the newly finished french toast that sat on the counter. he nodded, but made no move to reach for the plate.

you began to pull away, moving your hand to his to pull him towards the barstools. he mad a sound of protest, but followed nonetheless. the record slowed to a halt, which you quickly went to fix. you flipped it before sitting down next to him. his arms extended, wrapping around your plate and cup to pull the objects closer. once those were settled, he pulled the bottom of your chair towards him. this caused your knees to brush softly.

“you’re stupid. and obsessed.” you chuckled, finding his antics to be endearing.

he smiled, still slightly groggy from sleep, “you love it, angel.” his hand found your thigh. “t’s all domestic n shit.”

your face turned to one of disgust immediately. “i hate when you talk like that.”

“love you too.” his eyes found yours softly, pulling your chin towards him. he angled you up, bringing his lips down before swerving away.

you say there, shocked, for a solid ten seconds. “are you—is that real?” you laughed in disbelief. “you’re dying.” you hands found his neck immediately, faking a strangling motion before pulling away and getting up.

“c’mere angel. it was only a joke. y’know i love you.” he followed after you, pulling you by your hands.

“mhm, okay, perce. change the record?” you smiled at him. he walked over to change the vinyl, picking the led zeppelin one almost instantly. ‘going to california’ was the first song to play.

“dance with me, angel.” he raised his hand to you, which you took with ease. “remember our first date? when we sung this at karaoke?” he smiled fondly.

you gazed in his eyes, allowing yourself to remeber the moment. “gods—yes. we sounded terrible, yet it was somehow still fun.”

“because we were together. anything is fun when you’re near me.” his lips brushed your forehead as he pulled you closer.

you rolled your eyes, “quit trying to seduce me. it’s working.”

“my bedroom is only a six step walk from here…” he winked.

“shut up.”

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