#piper x reader

pairing: percy jackson x jason grace x leo valdez x frank zhang x gn!reader x annabeth chase x piper mclean x hazel levesque

tags: oblivious/dense!reader, friendly rivalry, flirty!leo & percy & jason, slowburn, supporting each other

nobody in camp knows what you did to make some of the most powerful half bloods there are all fall in love with you!

and the worst part about it all? while the seven are madly in love with you, you seem oblivious to it all!

percy, leo and jason are almost constantly flirting with you or teasing you, yet you always seem to see it as some banter between friends!

besides, leo flirts with everyone, doesn't he? and percy has always been a cheeky tease, right? they are acting perfectly normal, aren't they?

as for frank, he's often too shy to make a move on you at all, so there's no wonder that you aren't realizing that he has a crush on you!

the more assertive ones are annabeth and piper, who's flirting you seem to take at least a little serious!

but even with those two, you can't really believe that two pretty girls like them are truly both in love with you!

maybe that's why you can't even comprehend that all seven of them have feelings for you…

between the seven, there are some supportive dynamics, while between some of them, there's more of a rivalry!

percy and jason both ultimately support one another, but most of them, they are spurring each other on to flirt with you, before the other one gets a chance!

the three girls all agreed to stay civil and friendly, despite their crush on you, yet annabeth and piper struggle a bit and view each other more as rivals, while hazel manages to get along well with both of them!

perhaps it's due to hazel not being as assertive as they are! while everyone wants to date you, hazel included, she's likely the one who's most content with just being your friend for now and spending time with you!

though ultimately, the seven all hope to confess to you – or that you catch up on their feelings! once this love ‘triangle’ is sorted out, maybe their lives can become a tiny bit more normal again…

More except it's reader 🥹🤞

this is like kinda short i'm sorry 😔

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HOO seven plus Nico and Will x Gn!Reader

Percy

When Percy realised you were sick, he got even more protective over you. He wouldn’t let you go fight or exercise and tried to keep you in your cabin most of the time, even dealing with Mr. D’s lectures.

You couldn’t even fight back when you saw his efforts in making you feel better.

He tried making you comforting (blue) food, and he always told you how his mother always used to make it when he was a young kid.

He’d be so annoying, to be fair, but he would also pamper you a lot, getting you everything you’d ask for, except letting you do anything that would tire you out. You were sick! Let him do it instead! You need to rest!

“Let me get up,” you whined as you struggled to get Percy off of you, “no! No training for today, doctor’s orders,” he hugged you tighter, trying to keep you still. You just struggled more, until you eventually gave up. “You’re not even a doctor” you sighed and he just gave you a cheeky grin, “but I’m your boyfriend.”

Annabeth Chase

She’d stay in bed with you, reading a book, even reading it to you, if you asked so. You just loved hearing your firm girlfriend’s voice when you were sick. She’d gently explain everything her book said to you since it was about complex architecture, if you didn’t understand the chapter well.

She’d also request for you not to do much for the day and scold you if you decide to train anyway. She’d ask you to at least let her help you if she really can’t stop you.

She’d hold you and probably make fun of the way you sound and sleep when you’re sick, just to be mean to you and watch you smile and get mad at her comments.

“Did you actually fall asleep?” she asked, as she finished reading a chapter she got particularly passionate about. She sighed as she got no answer before a smile took over her face. “You look like a duck, a very sick one” she chuckled to herself before closing her book and planting a soft kiss on your forehead before drifting off to some rest as well.

Jason

He would try to keep calm and stay collected, but he’s actually worried as hell. When he saw you all sick and weak, he couldn’t help but think you were dying or something. So he would try to stay close to you, and get information about how you were feeling quietly.

Once you told him you’d get better soon, he calmed down a bit, but he was still worried. You could see how he always kept an eye on you and stopped you from doing anything, just telling you he’d “do it for you”.

He would genuinely do anything you asked him to, and when you started to get better, you might have heard him sigh from relief.

“Your face is hotter than usual,” he says, his sight switching from the wall to your face quickly as he adjusted his glasses nervously. “Yeah, I’m sick,” you answered, and he visibly tensed up. You could see him slowly scooting over to you, placing your head on his shoulder. “I’ll be fine a few days.” He just nodded. “Is that so? I’m glad? Oh, stop. I’ll get it for you.” He put an arm over you and you tried to grab the termometer, and got up to get it himself

Leo

Leo would whine a lot about how you weren’t able to cuddle with him properly, or train with him, or spend time with him. Not that’s gonna stop it. If you told him you’d didn’t want him to get close to you so he wouldn’t get sick too, let me tell you… this boy DID NOT care!!!

He wants to hold you and make you feel better. Hell! He INVENTED a special dish to make you feel better, which is inspired by his mother’s special recipe.

He’d make you watch your favorite shows with him, holding you in your cabin, as he completely ignored Mr D’s scoldings (he asked for Nico’s help to get rid of him. Good thing Nico was his friend, kind of).

If you complained about him being too hot, he would loosen his hold on you (reluctantly) and probably feel a bit bad about it. But what do you want him to do? You’re all sick and cute like this;let him cuddle you!

“Hey, what do you wanna watch?” he asks as he puts the covers over you. You mumbled against his shoulder and he chuckled, “Yeah, I understood that.” He teased you as he held you a bit closer to him. “Can you make me some more?” you asked softly, pointing to the empty bowl. He looked at you happily before nodding, “thank you, Leo”. He kissed your hand as he got up and said, “No need to thank me, amor.".

Frank

Frank would definitely panic at first, getting nervous about how to treat you, especially the first times it happened. He didn’t know what to do since he was shyer early in your relationship.

However, that didn’t stop his protective side from showing.

He would probably be surprised by how frail you looked, and felt an urge to protect you like he never did before. You were a pretty impressive demigod after all, and now you looked so weak and in need of care. Of course he was gonna give it to you.

You appreciated it even more, knowing how shy he would be normally, and took all the love happily.

“Here, I got you something. It’s gonna make you feel better” he says as he handles you some medicine. “Thanks, Frank,” you said and you noticed how he didn’t walk out your room. He looked down and his face was red. He didn’t want to leave. You got up and hugged him, and he hugged you back softly. “Stay here,” you asked, and he nodded, “of course.”

Piper

Piper would be extra sweet to you, bringing you treats and offering to spend the whole day with you, to take care of you. She would accept whatever decision you make, secretly hoping you’d choose her company.

She’d ask you to do something with her, to spend time, and find some excuse to take care of you. She’d also ask if you’re just up to resting, if you said yes, she’d hold you softly as you rest against her. She wouldn’t dare to move.

In a modern AU, just know she'a gonna take a lot of pictures just because she thinks you look cute like this.

She’d probably consume some media as your eyes are closed, or read something, and she feels the happiest she’s been in a while, after everything she went through, to have you just relying on her on your sick days.

“You’re really cute, you know that?” he said softly, as you mumbled in your sleep at the sound of her voice. She chuckled as she tried to keep as still as possible. Her quiet laugh filled the room, other than your soft (or loud) snoring. She sighed happily, and gave you soft scratches, putting you into a deeper sleep.

Hazel

She would spend all of your sick days trying to find an healing spell that wasn’t too rough for your simple cold. Or whatever it was.

However, she’d do everything you ask her to do. Like, if you pleaded her to stop searching for a cure, and just spend some proper time with you, she would leave everything she was doing just to make you happy. Even tho she’d still try to find something when you’re asleep or closing your eyes.

She’d also be kind of shy at first, and wouldn’t make the first move to cuddle you if you didn’t ask first, but she was very happy when you did and she couldn’t help from enjoying herself when she got to hold you close.

She also saw you as someone she wanted to protect in that moment, and now she had you all to herself.

“Hazel, come here.” You whined as she repeated some spells silently. “Wait, I think I found the one.” You just sighed and she stopped reading out loud. “What is it?” she asked quietly.“Just spend time with me, please?” you asked, and she smiled shyly. “Alright, I’m coming.” In a few minutes you were in her arms, and in a few minutes you were out. You wondered how you were feeling so much better after a few hours’s sleep, but you quickly got your answer,

Nico

He would try to act like it was not a big deal (and it probably wasn’t) but he also wouldn’t leave your side. No way he would, genuinely. You’re stuck with him. And you couldn’t feel luckier. THE Nico Di Angelo cared about being with you through your illness, your sweet sweet (and kinda emo) boyfriend.

He would be way sweeter than usual, he’s usually pretty sweet, but he would get not only protective, but even sweeter than normal.

He’d stop you from getting out of your bed, and force to move to his cabin, because it was a “more sterilised place” than your room and you would feel better easier.

You complied, because he was right. And he cuddled you when you asked him to, even tho he tried to hide how happy he was about it.

“Hey, what if you get sick because of this?” you ask as you snuggle against his chest, “then it’d be your turn to take care of me,” you chuckle weekly, as you let out a few coughs. “You’d be insufferable,” you complain jokingly. “I always am.”

Will

Will would honestly be the best AND worst option for this. He would make you feel better immediately and be the most annoying one about it too. Gods, he wouldn’t let you do anything. He’d keep saying everything he was asking you to do was “doctor’s orders”, and not only that, you genuinely had no other choice but to do it.

We all know how annoying Will gets otherwise. You just couldn’t deal with that. And he was very proud about it.

He’d take you to the infirmary until you feel better, and trust me, you’re going to get better fast. He’s putting all of his care on you and he’s not gonna stop until you’re 100% healed.

But, if he were the one to get sick instead, he probably wouldn’t let you do much for him. He’d never really say no to some pampering.

𝆹𝅥 Romantic drabble

𝆹𝅥 Ceasar King, Luciana de Montefio, Piper Wheel, Pulchra Fellini (ZENLESS ZONE ZERO)

𝆹𝅥 things they do after your dead

Ceasar King

Looking at the horizon, after your dead there was a special ceremony to say goodbye to you, the whole gang had drove in their motorcycles towards the horizon in your name, and she finds herself staring at that same direction in the sunset, a calm expression in her face and in silence wishing that one day she would see you there, driving back to her

Burnice White

Serving a glass of Nitro-fuel for you, she sits at the bar, always leaving an empty sit at her side reserved for you with a good Nitro-fuel already awaiting for you, she knows you will not appear out of nowhere, sit at her side and take a good sip before greeting her with a big smile as you used to do, but she doesn't want you to think that she have forgotten about you

Luciana de Montefio

Doesn't let anyone talk about you, she doesn't like it, she doesn't want anyone to get trapped in the past with someone who won't come back because she is scared to end up like that, and everytime she talks about you she end up crying, she knows you will tease her for it and she doesn't want that! The only time when is okay to talk about you is when she is relaxing, when the words slips throught her lips without noticing

Piper Wheel

Always talks to you, normally just small comment, things like asking you to wish her luck when going in a particular long/dangerous road, saying good night and good morning after naps, talking about how this youngsters are so full of energy! She keeps you present in her life with small comments, you were her family and she wants to not forget about you, wherever you are now just know that she still loves you

Pulchra Fellini

Visits your grave, she likes to go there when she has a moment to herself, a moment of peace, she sits down at the side of the gravestone in silence, sometimes comenting about her day or what Burnice have drag her to do, sometimes she brings flowers or small gifts, even Nitro-fuel to share (a gift from Burnice), at some point her tail graps around the gravestone as a unospoken "i miss you"

Lighter Lorenz

Looks at his side searching for you, sometimes he gets too invested on whatever he is doing that end up tilting his head to the side, where you used to stand whenever you were just spending time together, he always surprise himself when he does but at the end he just smiles to his inside while squeezing gently that simple thing that he keeps of you, thats small little thing that now means the world to him

Reader is on a quest with the seven + dating one of them. There's a line in this new prophecy:

"An unseen betrayal will break a heart, from this life one shall part."

Whoever Reader is dating believes that she has betrayed them (making them the broken hearted and her the fated betrayer) through a misunderstanding/manipulation from an enemy and, unable to kill her, they instead abandoned her upon a monster infested island.

Only to later learn the horrifying truth:

They are the betrayer (by abandoning her to certain death) and she is the broken hearted, and Y/N, judging from the final line, is dead. They do go back to search for her, finding her weapon broken somewhere on the island as well as her personal belongings and a small campsite long since empty, and try to reconcile with the fact that they killed the women they loved. Maybe not with their own hand but by leaving her in an unlivable place alone.

But Y/N is alive.

She just doesn't know who she once was.

Something out there is collecting near dead demigods and saving them, wiping their memories, and using them (I think it has something to do with Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory and mother of the muses, or at least some artifact infused with her power). Some have small memories of their previous lives and all recall their "reaper", the person or thing that killed them. Y/N has parted from one life (as the prophecy claimed she would) and now lives another, using a new name and fighting with new companions, having only a few things of her past:

A gift from her once love and small happy memories of them, and what she thinks is a vision of her reaper, unable to realize that her love and her supposed killer are the same person.

Jason standing in the storm.

Percy's green eyes glowing with rage.

Annabeth, her dagger glimmering dangerously.

Leo surrounded by fire.

Frank glaring down at her, arrow in hand.

Piper's blade at her throat.

Hazel's rage as the earth rumbles.

She thinks this is the moment she died and also believes them to have killed whoever it was that she loved, wishing they were here together and wondering who it was that she used to be, never knowing the truth of it all. Imagine the heartbreak of the moment they finally find one another:

They're looking at the love of their life, returned to them at last, happy and in love all over again.

[A/N] apologies that this took so long but I hope you still enjoy

[Type] imagine

[Summary] them having a boyfriend / husband that is the definition of a golden retriever

[Genre] fluff / Crush to lovers / relationship

[Paring / Characters] Ellen x m! Reader / Piper x m! Reader (Pulchra)

Ellen Joe

Ellen didn’t really know how it happened. You were the popular guy at school, cheerful, energetic, always surrounded by people who adored your warm, lively nature. You lit up every room you walked into, a natural at making others smile. Yet, despite all the noise and attention, you chose her. Quiet, tired, and always lurking on the edges of the crowd. It didn’t make sense, not to her, at least. But somehow, your gravity pulled her in too. Maybe it was your warmth. Maybe it was how you never tried to change her. All she knew was… you stayed.

Her friends always teased her about it, Ruby, Lynn, and Monna throwing playful jabs about how she was clearly falling in love. Ellen always denied it, of course. Why would she be? You were loud, affectionate, always clinging to her like she was your personal pillow. It didn’t make sense. But sometimes, late at night, when she couldn’t sleep and the world was quiet, she’d think about you, your smile, your voice, the way you always waited for her. And in those moments, when no one else could hear her thoughts, she knew. Out of everyone she knew… it was you.

The rooftop was quiet, save for the hum of the city below and the distant screech of a train pulling into a station. The sky was dipped in orange, the last rays of sun stretching long shadows over the school building. Ellen sat with her legs stretched out and a half-melted lollipop tucked in the corner of her mouth, looking as calm and detached as ever.

You stood a few feet away, pacing slightly, hands shoved into your pockets..“Hey,” you said, breaking the silence. “Can I tell you something kinda dumb?” Ellen didn’t even look at you. “If it’s dumb, why say it?”

You smiled at that. Typical Ellen. Blunt, half-lidded, and somehow still the only person who made your heart race like this. You sat beside her, back resting against the wall, and took a deep breath. “Because it’s been stuck in my head for a while. And it’s only dumb if I keep pretending it doesn’t matter.” She glanced at you then, just a flicker of attention behind her tired eyes. “I like you,” you said quietly. “Like, actually like you. I know I’m loud, clingy, always throwing myself at you like some overexcited puppy but you’re the only one I feel like I can breathe around. Even when you’re just… sitting there, half-asleep with candy in your mouth.”

There was a long pause. Ellen pulled the lollipop out of her mouth and stared at it like it held the answer. “…You’re serious?” she muttered, not looking at you. “Yeah.” Your voice softened. “I don’t expect anything. I just… wanted you to know.” She was quiet for a moment, eyes fixed on the horizon. Then, almost reluctantly, she leaned her shoulder against yours, just barely. “…I like you too,” she said, voice low. “Didn’t think I did. Told myself I didn’t. But I couldn’t stop thinking about you, even when I didn’t want to.”

You grinned, warmth blooming in your chest as you tilted your head slightly to rest against hers..“Guess I’m not so dumb after all.” Ellen huffed a breath that was nearly a laugh. “Still kind of dumb. But… mine, I guess.” And in that quiet, golden moment, neither of you needed to say anything else.

Ruby, Lynn, and Monna never missed a chance to tease her. Whether it was a smug smirk from Ruby, a knowing nudge from Lynn, or Monna’s dramatic swooning, they all acted like Ellen was starring in her own rom-com. “He’s melting the ice queen,” they’d joke. Ellen always rolled her eyes, muttering something dry in return but she never walked away. And sometimes, when their teasing got especially bold, she’d catch herself smiling before hiding it behind a yawn or her lollipop.

Ellen never shared her candy. Not with her coworkers, not even with Monna on her birthday. But somehow, you were the exception. When she unwrapped a new lollipop and silently held it out toward you, it was never just about candy; it was trust. Her version of affection. If you asked, she’d grumble something about “already having too many,” but the soft flush on her cheeks always gave her away.

You’re always hanging off her, hugging her from behind, nuzzling into her shoulder, whispering dumb things just to get a reaction. Ellen rolls her eyes and grumbles, “You’re clingy. And loud.” But she never pulls away. Instead, she’ll shift slightly, leaning back into your arms like it’s the most natural place to be. If you kiss her cheek, she acts like it’s a hassle but her fingers always end up tracing yours, holding you in place. Deep down, she loves the attention… even if she pretends you’re just in the way

Sleeping beside you was something she never thought she’d like. But now, wrapped in your arms, her head tucked against your chest, it felt like the only place she could fully relax. Your warmth dulled the usual edge in her thoughts, your heartbeat steady enough to lull her faster than any nap alone. Even if she mumbled about needing space, her body always found its way back to you in the middle of the night, arms curled around you like instinct.

You were stretched out on the couch, half-asleep, when Ellen shuffled over and flopped down beside you, her head landing on your shoulder with the weight of someone who didn’t plan to move anytime soon.

You smiled, wrapping an arm around her. “Missed me already?” you teased. She didn’t answer right away, just popped a lollipop into her mouth and leaned in closer. “Don’t flatter yourself,” she mumbled, voice muffled. “You’re just warm.” You chuckled, fingers brushing gently through her hair. “Sure, sure. And I’m guessing it’s a total coincidence you keep ending up next to me every time you’re tired?” Ellen let the silence stretch before speaking again quieter this time, almost like it wasn’t meant to be heard. “You make it easier to rest.” Your heart stuttered at that. No sarcasm, no bite.

Just the quiet truth, spoken between candy clicks and steady breathing. You kissed the top of her head, she let herself stay there, curled into you like a habit she never planned to break.

Piper Wheel

Pulchra, still new to the gang, had started noticing it not long after she joined, how you were always just there when Piper was around. You were cheerful with everyone, sure, always laughing, teasing, full of bounce and sunshine. But with Piper? It was different. Softer. More focused. Whether Piper was heading out for a delivery or just kicking her feet up at the garage, you hovered close, always ready to tag along. And Piper always said yes, even if she looked half-asleep. Pulchra would tilt her head, scratching at the back of her neck, confused. Why Piper? Why the extra attention? But every time she caught that rare, quiet smile Piper gave you in return.

You carried things for her without being asked, always keeping one eye on her like it was second nature. If Piper started dozing off somewhere unsafe, half-curled on a crate or leaning against a wall near heavy machinery; you didn’t hesitate. You scooped her up gently, like she was something delicate, precious, never making a big deal out of it. Just calm, quiet care wrapped in warmth and playful smiles. Pulchra, watching from the sidelines, only grew more certain. It wasn’t just friendship. You were kind to everyone, sure but this? This was different. The way you looked at Piper, the way you stayed so close, always tuned into her… yeah. Pulchra finally nodded to herself one day. You had feelings for her. That had to be it.

One afternoon, while lounging around between jobs, Pulchra finally gave in to curiosity and leaned over to Piper, trying to sound casual. “So, uh… you and him. What’s the deal?” Piper blinked slowly, lips curling her lips in a fond smile, “Oh, we’re married.” Like she’d just said the weather was nice.

Pulchra nearly choked on her drink. “Wait—married?!” Piper just gave a slow blink and a tiny shrug, like it wasn’t a big deal. “Mhm. Been that way for a while.” Pulchra’s brain scrambled to catch up. All the signs had been there, the hand-holding, the sleepy cuddles in the back of the truck, the way you lit up when Piper walked into the room but still, the bluntness of it caught her off guard. Married. Just like that. Pulchra stared, baffled, and Piper just tilted her head with a lazy smile. “Didn’t think it was a secret.”

You were always buzzing with energy, hovering near her, talking too fast, finding excuses to touch her or lean against her. Piper never minded. In fact, when you wrapped your arms around her and rested your chin on her head, she’d tilt her head back slightly and mumble, “You’re clingy today, huh?” But the corners of her mouth always lifted. “I like it.” She’d stay there, pressed into you like a favorite blanket. Piper didn’t say much, but when she did, it was plain and sure. No teasing, no deflecting. Just her steady way of letting you know she was happy with you.

Before every delivery, you had some new thing to give her, a snack, a note, even a playlist once. Piper would take it, glance at it, then glance at you. “You’re real sweet to me, y’know that?” she’d say, tucking it into her pocket without missing a beat. “Lucky I like you so much.” It wasn’t dramatic, but it never needed to be. She didn’t hide her affection. You’d beam, and Piper, sleepy eyes and all would reach out to pat your cheek or tap her fingers against your arm. “Now don’t miss me too much, sugar. I’ll be back soon.”

You had a habit of fussing with her, tugging her sleeve straight, brushing her bangs back, doing her hair. Piper would watch you, eyes half-lidded, and say, “You really like takin’ care of me, huh?” Then she’d grin, small but sincere, and add, “Good. I like it when you do.” Sometimes, she’d reach up first, brushing your hair back in return, her fingers slow and warm. “There. Now we match.” You were all motion and affection; she was steady and simple. But in that balance, she made sure you knew how loved you were. Not loudly. Just truly.

Piper may act like she’s half-asleep most of the time, but she always knows when you’re nearby even with her eyes closed. More than once, she’s been dozing in the truck when you climb in beside her, and without a word, she just leans into you like it’s instinct. She doesn’t need some grand romantic gesture just your presence. One hum, a soft lean, maybe a slow murmur of “Knew you’d show up,” and that’s enough. It's her way of saying she feels safe with you, even when she's too tired to say it out loud. That’s Piper, quiet, but certain

It was your anniversary and you didn’t need a big night out to celebrate. Piper had made that clear the moment you mentioned it. “Why go somewhere when home’s already good?” she said, her voice low and slow, half-asleep in your hoodie. You smiled and nodded, knowing she meant it. So that’s what you did. The lights were dimmed low, an old movie playing softly more for background noise than anything else. Piper was curled up beside you, a worn blanket draped over her shoulders, head resting lazily against your chest.

You ran your fingers through her hair, the quiet comfort filling the room. “You sure you don’t want to order something fancy? Maybe celebrate a little?” you asked, voice playful.

She lifted her sleepy eyes and gave you a half-smile. “Fancy’s overrated. This is fine. This, this is real.” Her hand found yours and gave it a gentle squeeze. You grinned. “Real’s good. Real’s perfect.” A few minutes later, she shifted, looking up at you with those calm eyes. “Feels nice, don’t it?” she murmured.

You kissed the top of her head and replied, “Yea. Feels perfect.” She reached up then, pressing a soft kiss against your jaw. “You always make it feel like home, ye-know?” You chuckled softly. “Well, that’s the plan. Gotta keep you comfy.”

Piper snorted quietly. “Comfy’s my middle name, apparently.” You laughed, pulling her closer. The night drifted on slow and peaceful. No rush, no plans, just the two of you wrapped up in quiet warmth. She never needed grand gestures or loud declarations, just this steady, honest closeness. You leaned down, whispering, “Happy anniversary, Piper.”

She smiled against your chest and whispered back, “Happy anniversary to us.” And in that simple moment, it was everything you both ever wanted.

summary : you tell your sister that you're in love with Octavian.

word count : 1.02k

type : headcanons

pairing/s involved : Sibling! Annabeth Chase / Piper McLean / Hazel Levesque / Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano x Reader, Octavian x Reader

warning/s : is Octavian considered a warning?

here is my masterlist!

Note : I find him hot... sometimes. I know, I have a problem. Octavian likes you back, by the way. For those who have no idea what Amokinesis means, it's the ability to control emotions of love and desire.

Annabeth Chase

You are a child of Athena but she will look at you like you're the dumbest idiot she knows.

Just kidding, Annabeth is intelligent and will analyze this situation logically.

Best believe this Wise Girl will interview you. However, instead of an employer to an employee, it's more like a lawyer questioning a witness.

What qualities of Octavian do you like the most? When did you start liking him?...Do you love him? DO. YOU. LOVE. OCTAVIAN? Gods, answer (Y/N)!

After her interrogation, she will want to know what are you going to do about it.

Annabeth will give you the pros and cons of dating Octavian if you want to ask him out. She has long list of cons; he's arrogant, condescending, cruel— and many more.

"And the pros, Annabeth?"

Her face morphs into this 'zoned-out' look as she tries to think of any desirable qualities Octavian has, making you laugh.

"Wow, I can't think of anything."

Whether you like it or not, Annabeth will be there when you tell Octavian about your feelings. She'll be hiding (with the help of her invisibility cap), carefully watching his reaction.

She is flabbergasted when a sweet smile slowly forms on Octavian's lips before takes you in his arms, whispering into your ear promises of love.

She is happy for you but she will not hesitate to put Octavian in an onager catapult and throw him across Camp Jupiter if he screws this up.

Piper McLean

To be honest, Piper will genuinely think that Venus cursed you.

Her initial reaction is this; "What in Jupiter's name is mom planning now? Is she insane?"

Will she call out to your godly parent? Hell yes.

Venus appears right before the two of you with an intrigued look on her face. Being the goddess of love, of course she knows of your feelings towards Camp Jupiter's augur!

"Cure her of whatever curse this is."

"Our darling (Y/N) is not under any enchantment."

"It's Octavian, what is there to like?"

"Even the most dreadful of creatures deserve love, my dear. Besides, apart from me, no one else can control where love grows or where it falters."

This reminds her of Jason, silencing her.

Venus, realizing this, gingerly kisses Piper's forehead before placing a hand on your shoulder, telling you how Octavian feels the same.

"He does?"

"Of course, you're my child! Now, go and get him."

You look at Piper for support, you look unsure.

While she doesn't look as enthusiastic as your mother, she nods in encouragement.

You hug both of them before exiting the cabin. By the window, Piper and Venus sees you approach Octavian.

A few minutes later, you kiss him (something that still makes Piper want to barf) and he eagerly kisses you back.

"I will make his life a living hell if he hurts her." Piper whispers to Venus before your mother disappears into the thin air.

This made Venus proud. No matter how beautiful her children are, they are capable of terrifying things.

She just hopes that day will never come or else Octavian will surely meet his end.

Hazel Levesque

We all know Hazel is a very calm, sweet girl who will do no wrong unless she really has to.

But once you tell her about your feelings, she may act on impulse and confront Octavian immediately.

Why, you ask? Because like Piper, she'll think your under some spell. Except it's his doing.

Octavian has an evident malicious nature, a person who's willing to do catastrophic deeds to get what he wants.

So there's no way that someone like you could ever feel something for that oaf other than hatred and disgust...right?

You try to reason with her but she was determined.

She finds Octavian having a conversation with Reyna at the Garden of Bacchus.

Hazel promptly aims her spatha at his chest, demanding what he had done with you and how she will kill him if he doesn't solve it.

"What is going on?"

"(Y/N) likes him, it must be Amokinesis."

Both Reyna and Octavian's eyes widen as they look at you for further explanation.

Hazel didn't miss the blush on Octavian's cheeks and how the way the corners of his lips quirk into a small grin as he looks down, flustered.

"It's not Amokinesis, Hazel!"

"And I wouldn't do anything like that to (Y/N)."

Octavian replied, looking at you with such sincerity Hazel hasn't seen before.

Reyna looks back and forth between the three of you, delicately thinking of what to do. She settles the issue by getting you checked.

If there were no signs of Amokinesis then your feelings for Octavian are true.

After it was confirmed that it is, he didn't waste time and told you he shares your affections.

As much as Hazel loves you, she can never accept Octavian.

The two of them will remain in a bitter feud, only tolerating each other's presence for you.

And if Octavian hurts you? Let's just say Hazel (+ Nico) will make sure he spends eternity in Tartarus.

Reyna Avila Ramirez-Arellano

Reyna will say she's happy for you and urge you to speak more about your feelings.

As you ramble about; from when you realized you like Octavian to your daily interactions with him, Reyna will look for anything suspicious.

Octavian may be obnoxious, though no one can doubt he is a brilliant orator that can manipulate and charm people in his favor.

What if he used the same tactic on you?

Once your done, Reyna will just observe. She will take note anything; how Octavian acts, speaks, or talks about you.

After some time, she concludes that Octavian appears softer with you. Despite his reputation, you bring out another side of him; clement, calmer, more humane, and less evil.

I don't think any of them will particularly approve of him, especially Reyna.

Dating you will not completely change him. In fact, this makes her even more wary than ever.

What will she do if Octavian hurts you? Well, nothing really.

Piper McLean x fem!sapphic!reader

Synopsis: You love Piper, but she won't even admit to anyone else that she's with you. ANGST.