Nico x Reader (CONTAINS SPOILERS)Nico x Reader (CONTAINS SPOILERS)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
It had been a very tough last couple of weeks for the son of Hades and the others.What with helping them reach the House of Hades and all the monster attacks.The worst part of the journey had been running Into Cupid.Nico admitted he had a crush on Percy Jackson.
Which crushed your spirits more than a giant sitting on a soccer ball.You've had a crush on him for the past two years..how could you tell him now?Can you?What good would It do?
YES!You have to even If It means just getting It off your chest as a burden so to speak.You find Nico preparing the Athena Parthenos for shadow travel.You approach him,"Nico can I t-talk to you for a moment?"Yeah very attractive boys love girls who sound like a mouse with the shivers.He looks at you poker faced as ever but finally speaks,"Um sure (y/n) but make It fast.."
You sit down next him your blonde locks hiding your face a bit.Sometimes you didn't like being a daughter of Apollo everyone mistook you for one of those preppy mean girls who steals e
Heroes of Olympus Fanfiction- A Happy ReunionThe end of HOUSE OF HADES:Heroes of Olympus Fanfiction- A Happy Reunion2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Bob says hello," Percy said to the stars.
The Argo II sailed into the night.
Percy chatted with a roman girl and a statue using a rainbow.
Which, for him, was probably the most normal thing he'd done all day.
It wasn't actually as strange as you would think. In just the past week, he had gone to Tartarus, ridden the Elevator of Death, battled with Bob the Titan Janitor, and seen a skinny son of Hades make a giant statue disappear.
"The Athena Parthenos has been returned to your camp safely, Percy." Reyna nodded to her left, where Athena's giant hand was visible. Her slightly curled hair bounced as her head snapped to her left. She frowned.
"What's up Reyna? Talk to me." Percy said loudly.
"Oh, uh, sorry." She glanced behind herself again. "If you want to say hi, just talk to him already!"
Memories from OgygiaShe thinks back occasionally, back into her tear-laden memories and lonely afternoons, but it feels as if she were remembering a distant dream once dreamt. The details are hazy, yes, seen as if through a screen of smoke, but they are there.Memories from Ogygia2 years ago in Romance More Like This
She will smile now, maybe even laugh, and tell you the story of her life with a glint in her eyes:
(She sang him to sleep countless times.)
She would lie his head in her lap and run a hand through his hair and beard; she would trace the line of his jaw to his cheekbones to the tip of his nose as if tracing stars into constellations.
She taught him the constellations, too, one by one, and he pretended not to notice the way her eyes would occasionally cloud over with yearning, with longing (because, oh, how she wished she could sail along with him having the stars as their only guide!), and she would pretend not to notice how he seemed suddenly weighted down with grief as he remembered her.
Camp Halfblood ChristmasMerry Christmas dad!Camp Halfblood Christmas2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Uh... not even sure if Greek Gods celebrate Christmas... but... I sent you a gift anyway.
Hope to see you within the next five years?
I slipped the letter in the package that, besides the letter, contained a seashell tie I bought a few years ago and finally had the nerve to send.
I scrawled on the address and attached a few drachma in a pouch where it disappeared with a “pop!” I wondered how busy Hermes was on Christmas... probably about as busy as a cashier during a sedge.
A knock on the door startled me, and I capped Riptide quickly.
“Who is it?” I called, looking over my shoulder.
“Who else would it be, Seaweed brain!” The shout confirmed what I thought.
I walk over and open the door to Annabeth, bundled up in jackets, her breath steaming out in front of her.
“Uh... do you want to come in?” I asked, seeing her shiver.
“Y-yes. That would probably help me not ge
He Failed “No Percy! I wont let you!” she screamed. She stood with her back against the doors. Her blonde curls flowed in front of her face and fear filled her stormy grey eyes. A small line of water came from the bottom of both her eyes as she shed a tear and it rolled down her bruised face. It left a clean line on her cheek where dirt used to be and dripped off her scraped chin and fell to the ground.He Failed2 years ago in Settings More Like This
He wanted to be there with her. To protect her, to love her for eternity. He couldn’t let her do it alone.
He tired to run to her as Jason held one of his arms and Frank held the other. Leo was blocking him from any chance of running to her. He tried to escape the grasp of his friends and run to her and called out her name.
“Annabeth! Don’t do this!”
. . .
“The doors,” Annabeth said.
Percy and Annabeth stood at the doors amazed. They were huge and bea
I Can TryPercy's POV.I Can Try2 years ago in Settings More Like This
I was laying on the ground on top of many rocks. I felt drips of water landing on my cheek from another rock up above me. I opened my eyes so slowly and moved my arms into a push up position and lifted my self up slowly. I moaned, everything hurt. My hand slipped and something and my body fell back to the cold and damp ground.
I looked to my left and realized my hand slipped on a spider's web, and Annabeth wasn't there beside me.
I got up immediately, ignoring the pain that ran throughout my body. I stood up and yelled her name, but I couldn't see her anywhere. The entire place was dark and damp. Rocks and hills everywhere. There was water dripping from all parts of the ceiling. It looked like a cave, deep, deep underground. I know Grover would absolutely hate this.
I screamed her name and again I got no response. Annabeth where are you I thou
ThunderThunderThunder2 years ago in Settings More Like This
The storm had picked up huge now. It started out as a small thunderstorm but then the wind got stronger and the rain got harder. It began to hail the size of marbles and when lightning struck it lit up everything. Snow blew everywhere outside.
The power had gone out so Annabeth lit a fire in the fireplace to keep us warm and so we could see. It was about 8:00pm in the middle of winter and Josh and Mathew were standing by the window waiting for lighting to strike.
“Josh, Mathew get away from the window,” Annabeth told them.
“Awe come on,” Mathew complained.
“Dad,” Josh said to me.
“Listen to your mother, get away from the window,” I told them.
Josh was our first child; he was the curious one. He resembled Annabeth more than myself with his blonde hair and grey eyes and stubborn attitude. It was this year on his 7th birthday he wished for a baseball glove and told me ‘Dad, I want to be the greatest play
Always Out of Reach P.1“Piper? Piper!”Always Out of Reach P.12 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Annabeth tried not to let her voice betray the frantic, panicky energy building up inside her as she searched the camp for the daughter of Aphrodite.
“She was down by the lake last I saw her,” a nearby satyr supplied, looking at Annabeth with concern.
She nodded her thanks and dashed off toward the canoe lake, too preoccupied to wonder what he must have thought of her.
Sure enough, there on the beach was Piper along with most of the Aphrodite cabin. Many of the girls were tanning in bikinis or reading gossip magazines, but Piper was lounging under the shade of a pine on top of the dunes, reading a large book Annabeth hadn’t seen before. For once in her life, she didn’t care about the book.
She stopped in front of her friend, her chest heaving from running, her back to the other girls. “Hey, Piper.”
Something in her voice must have tipped Piper off because she looked up quickly and
Babe (PJO Oneshot)Warning: HOH spoilersBabe (PJO Oneshot)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
“‘You’re not dying on me, Seaweed Brain,’ Annabeth said, ‘Remember? Never separated again. And after we get home…’
‘What?’ Percy asked.
She kissed him. ‘Ask me again, once we defeat Gaia.’
He smiled, happy to have something to look forward to.”
- The House of Hades by Rick Riordan, pp. 582-583
If only he knew.
The blissful smile on his face turned her stomach, although she couldn’t help but smile herself. He was happy, smiling genuinely for the first time in days. Annabeth had to grant him that, and as worried as she was at the moment, she allowed herself to be grateful that they were finally out of Tartarus, safe (right now), and together. But the worry gnawed at her, and the words nearly fell off of her lips as she spoke to him.
Annabeth had deliberated. This was his son, his daughter. He needed to know, but the moment Percy locked eyes with her she’d crumbl
What if he didn't remember?Annabeths POVWhat if he didn't remember?2 years ago in Settings More Like This
I was losing my mind. I was searching all day and all night for 6 months, and now, I’m aboard the Agro II. Percy was close.
What if he doesn’t remember me? What if I came all this way just to be humiliated in front of Percy and my friends? No. He had to remember me. There was, there was no way he would forget me.
“Annabeth,” Piper said from behind me.
I screamed, she startled me.
“Annabeth, everything will turn out alright. Please step away from the railing. I keep thinking your going to fall right over,” Piper said.
“I know, but…” I paused, “what if…” I collapsed against the side of the boat and sat down. I didn’t cry, although I wanted to.
Piper was about to sit down beside me, when we were interrupted.
“Camp Jupiter below!” Leo screamed.
I got up and ran to the front of the boat. I saw many kids as I looked for Percy.
We came in for a landing and all the Romans were
Through it all(In the beginning, of the Lightning thief. Annabeth meets Percy-when he went missing)Through it all2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Our paths they did cross though I cannot say just why
We met, we laughed, we held on fast, and then we said goodbye
[[Melodies of Life from Final Fantasy]]
(Annabeth, searching for Percy in the Lost Hero)
Alone for a while, I’ve been searching through the dark
For traces of the love you left, inside my lonely heart
To weave by picking up, the pieces that remain
Melodies of life, loves lost refrain
[[Melodies of Life from Final Fantasy]]
(Percy thinking of Annabeth in the Son of Neptune)
Heart beats fast, colours and promises
How to be brave, how can I love when I’m afraid to fall
But watching you stand alone, all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow
One step closer
I have died every day waiting for you
Darling don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years
Ill love for a thousand more
[[Thousand Years by Christina Perri]]
(Percy is hanging on to Anna
PJaO - Lost in History chapter IIPJaO - Lost in History chapter II2 years ago in Settings More Like This
Annabeth chose a small café that sat on the other side of the road, it was a cozy place with not many people around, we chose a table and ordered drinks. I knew Annabeth was thinking hard on the next plan of action, jotting down some ideas on a napkin, and ultimately crossing them out and moving to a blank napkin, I think she had gone through seven of them so far. I had my head in my hands, the image of that serpent burning in my mind. I felt so unlike myself, like for the first time I couldn't control the water around me, it was just so strange, it was like when I plunged into the River Styx and feeling the sensation of not being able to breathe under water. I glanced at Nico as he drummed his fingers on the table. I could tell he didn't really want to be there, being a son of Hades; he wasn't really one for public places and having other people looking at him. He kept glancing at the ground under his chair as if he were waiting for it to open and swallow him whole.
FlutteringThe soft flicker of the tiny flame caresses her face. She sits on the bed, eyes staring at the mirror across the room, body straight and stiff. Her lips pull up and fall back in an instant, the smile having been nothing but artificial right away. She knows he'll come again today. She just doesn't see any reason to keep up the act and try to seem happy.Fluttering2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Her slender figure and gentle face dictate her destiny. They're the reason he chose her, making her as fragile as the flame dancing in the rustling night winds, hoping that somehow, she'll survive the storm of what her life is about to be.
Intent, her gaze follows a drop of wax running along the thin body of the candle. She wants to stretch out her hand and catch it with her fingertips. But she knows she can't. Their proximity is nothing but an illusion of the mirror room. She'd have to get up to reach it, and nothing but him could make her do that. If she left the bed, she would have to take all the steps. It would make her mis
Birth of a SnatcherThe cell felt as it always did. Cold. Dank. Dark. Nothing special.Birth of a Snatcher2 years ago in Drama More Like This
He was used to it, after all. How long had he spent within these horrid prison walls? Long enough, that was for damn certain.
The occasional chill as a Dementor glided by, a rattle up his spine. That was the worst: knowing those ghastly demons were near, but not near enough to see. Frightening as they were to witness, not seeing them could be worse.
But there was something different about the lock-up, now. Some little change in the air. Suddenly, he was not so ill-treated. Just barely, but still. He knew it...something was up.
He was curled up in the corner of his little Hell, as he normally was. Creamy skin marred with grease and dirt, sienna hair filthy and tangled, the red streak almost indistinguishable from the rest. Long fingers clenching and unclenching in sheer boredom.
Startling slate grey eyes slid up to the grate in the door that barred him from the decent outside world. Keen eyesight noting the flickering sh
Odessa Moore and the Golden Apple CH3Odessa Moore and the Golden Apple CH32 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Not So Sweet Dreams
The moment she closed her eyes, dreams appeared. Odessa found herself standing on a mountain. A muscular man in a chiton climbed up beside her. In the distance she could see Atlas holding up a swirling sky.
The man, who Odessa guessed was Hercules, went to Atlas. She watched as Atlas went to get the apples while Hercules was stuck in Atlas's place, with the weight of the world literally on his shoulders. When Atlas returned with the golden apples, he told Hercules he would take them to Eurystheus himself, and asked Hercules to stay there and hold the heavy load for the rest of time. Hercules slyly agreed, but asked Atlas whether he could take it back again, just for a moment, while the hero put some soft padding on his shoulders to help him bear the weight of the sky and the earth. Atlas put the apples on the ground, and lifted the burden onto his own shoulders. And so Hercules picked
wonderlandyou're a whole monument, no -wonderland2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a whole culture lives inside every breath you
take, cities and five-star restaurants and amusement
parks in your embarrassed grin, rocky shores on your
collarbones and riverbeds lining your hips, you have
flashing neon lights behind your eyes and a
propensity for skyscraping dreams, your mind is just
towers and towers of ideas that lead to endless
possibilities, you are outer space, and inner space, and
right here on earth with me, and
so many other things i see in the world,
i see in you
you're the good, the bad, the awe-inspiring
and you encapsulate all those things about life
that i could never really understand, but always wanted to
and i wonder sometimes if you see this when you look in the mirror;
a whole society of thriving existence, a whole civilisation
of knowledge and rumination and considered action, you are
a whole universe of things that i am in love with, you are
a wonderland of revolution
Will you be my home?Will you be my homeWill you be my home?2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
My gentle security?
Will you lift me away
With the caress of your arms
Warm me wholly
With the slighest brush
Of your lips?
Will you be my shelter
Even from my own tears?
Will you let me take you for granted
Let me wrap you around me
And rock me to my dreams?
Will you hide me away
Be the place of my safety
Be my happiness
Sheilded from a world of sadness,
Will you be my home,
My gentle security
Silently filling my life with love?
.: Magic Within Me - Chapter 4 :..: Magic Within Me - Chapter 4 :.3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
.. -! Never want to let go...! .. M...Must protect .. It.. Only me... No one else...-!
Lila was held onto the lamp tightly " Abu dropped it so I .. I thought I should start cleaning it up ... Because its special " Lila said quickly and quietly, Aladdin walked over to her and looked at the lamp " I wonder what was so special about it... that old man wanted it so much? ".
Lila looked down at it " I sense something about it something... magical " Aladdin leaned in closer to take a look at the lamp " Hey there's something written on but .. I can't make it out " the both if them looked at each other and both rubbed the lamp, Lila heard something .. She heard laughter coming from the lamp suddenly the lamp started jumping it flew it of Lila's hands which then Aladdin grabbed it instead. Purple smoke started to form out of the lamp and even fireworks Lila and Aladdin both looked up, A large form of blue and purple smoke appeared around them , then without blinking a large blue
Hope One-ShotHope One-Shot2 years ago in Romance More Like This
I've been walking through the covert for a while, I just want to enjoy the woods. I don't even care if I'm making noises right now, as I'm not hunting today. Just leaving the house makes me feel better right now.
I'm arriving about 45 minutes later in the woods, without any prey. But well, I didn't even try.
While I'm strolling through the woods, I notice everything that crosses my path. It hasn't been raining a lot lately, which means everything is pretty dry, there's nothing that could have given me a quiet walk at all.
But walking quietly isn't what I want to achieve today – I just want to put some daylight between Peeta and I.
First, I have to approach the ledge Gale an
Odessa Moore and the Golden Apple CH6Odessa Moore and the Golden Apple CH62 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Gift From Hephaestus
Blaze was pretty exhausted by the time they got their room. She was too tired to even change into her pajamas.
"Good night, guys," She muttered as she drifted into sleep.
This time it was Blaze's turn to have dreams. She was standing in the middle of a blazing fire. A bright rainbow shone in the sky, almost like a path. Behind her, Blaze heard Odessa's voice, but she couldn't find her friend. Her feet were stuck to the ground, and when she tried to call out to Odessa, her voice wouldn't work. Suddenly her mouth opened on it's own and someone else's voice spoke through hers. "Beware, Odessa. Without your friends, you will fail. The fire of rainbows shall lead the path!"
The dream dissolved, and Blaze found herself in a workshop that she recognized immediately as her father's. Unfinished machines were scattered across the large room. Hundreds of bolts, screws, wires, nails
I'm not Afraid ::Fanfic::I'm not Afraid ::Fanfic::6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Smoke and dust engulfed the Z-fighters as the wind thrashed it all about.
"What is that?!" Trunks Shockingly questioned as he tried to keep his long, Lavender hair out of his eyes.
"No...it can't be..." Shouted Vegeta, in fear of knowing who it truly was.
Sam stood there shocked, her body frozen where she stood. "What...what could be causing thi--..." before she could finish, a cold chill took over her already frozen body. A terrible feeling of disaster taking over her mind.
She then looked over at Trunks, who was still in as much shock as she was. Her thoughts fixated on him as if her feelings were pointing to disaster pinpointed on him alone.
Her body then acted before her mind could even register her movements. "I...have a really bad feeling...like something is going to happen to Trunks..."
she thought to herself as her legs kept moving her closer to him. And within moments, she pushed her arms forward and placed them on Trunks' chest as she pushed him down to the ground.
EnglandXFem!ReaderXBFF!France: Stupid Mistakes(Name) quietly spoke to Francis, a normal routine; the first one she would always come and talk to in the morning is the Frenchman, about what?EnglandXFem!ReaderXBFF!France: Stupid Mistakes2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Arthur didn't know, but it made him angry; he knew the exact reason for that, he was jealous.
"Why is it always that bloody disgusting frog-face?" The Brit was clutching the pen in his hands, not enough for it to break; just enough for him to look like murderous psychopath.
"Good morning England-san." (Name)'s voice spoke up, her slight Japanese husk shining through.
"Bugger off." The Briton snapped at the Japanese island.
"... I just said good morning." The (H/C) replied, shrinking a bit at his ice-cold voice.
"Whatever." The Englishman looked away, to ignore the hurt look on her face.
After the meeting...
"DUDETTE~!!" (Island Name) yelped as she was glomped my the taller American male.
"Alfred-kun!" She exclaimed, hitting the floor with the sandy blonde on top of her.
"America!! Let her up, she'll soil the floor." Britain snapped, imme
Jeff the Killer x Kat (OC)Jeff the Killer x Kat (OC)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I sighed, getting impatient. Jeff should have been here by now, it's barely a 10 minute walk.... I heard footsteps, and I turned towards them, spotting the said man. "There you are! I thought you'd never make it." "Sorry, has to grab a few things." I nodded, pulling into his pace. Slender had told us to get the groceries tonight, so of course I was here. But Jeff...... He had the money. Only reason he was here. "So where to...?" I looked over at him, thinking. "I guess the local Food Giant. Seeing as it won't be packed like Walmart..." He nodded, and handed me the money. "I'll be outside. Hurry if you can, kay Kat?" "Yeah, yeah I'm going." I punched him in the arm playfully, and then took off into the store. (AN: I imagine she'd be kind of playful in her better moods.)
*Timeskip to the Slender Mansion!*
I groaned, setting the heavy bags on the kitchen table. Jeff did the same, and was rubbing his shoulder. "You okay over there, old man?"
27Oh, my cold-hearted child,272 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You cannot learn to love -
You were never loved enough,
And now the time has come and gone.
You cannot look up towards the sky
And think of stars as souls from here -
Instead you just see twinkling lights
In the night you do not hold dear.
You cannot look towards the sea
And think of lovely days spent -
And even when the sun was shining,
Oh, you don't even wish that you'd went.
You cannot look towards the earth
And think of it as old home -
For you it's just the ground on your feet
And a place you don't want to roam.
Oh, my cold-hearted child,
I cry for you and for love -
How I tried, how I tried, to love you enough,
But the time has come and gone.