Okay another stupid Waking up in PJO thought because I want validation and my TikTok’s aren’t doing well
You wanna know when Percy realized he had feelings for you?
Percy’s never really been the type of person to have friends. He thinks he might have, if he was a bit smarter and he knew the right things to say. He’s friendly enough with the other boys, but it’s not friendship, not really.
Then he meets Grover, and the world feels a little brighter. Like the bleak gray fog he’s been trudging through has finally begun to lift, and it’s still dark and wet and gray, but there’s some sunshine now too.
Then he gets attacked by hit math teacher, and he feels like the few people he could trust are gone from him. But at least he has his mom.
A boy with hooves for feet. I Minotaur. A camera ripped to shreds. A boy with no mother. An orphan.
He’s pretty sure he’s dead. He’s never been the type to win in anything, and when he finally makes it out of the darkness, he sees someone so beautiful he forgets how to breathe. You’re feeding him something, it tastes like chocolate chips. And you promise that his mom is okay, she’s just somewhere else right now, and that you’ll help him find her.
That he’s not alone.
And when he wakes up from the dream, everyone seems to want something from him. Answers or talent or friendship or a quest.
Even his father, who could never bother to send a lousy child support check, wants him to clear his name.
Everyone wants something from him.
Except for you.
You don’t want anything from him when you sit across from him at his empty table. “You know you could have told me you were old seaweeds kid.” and then you go on some long tirade about how the gods want you to risk your life but they won’t even indulge you in a little cola.
You’ve got tons of friends, the fact that even Clarisse softens around you is sign enough that you’re well liked. You don’t need his friendship. And from the sounds of it you’ve been on plenty of quests, earning your glory, the pride and joy of your father. Your father, Hades, a great legacy in his own right.
You don’t need him for anything.
So the fact that you’re here right now, trying to make him feel better, is just because you saw someone who felt alone and extended your hand in kindness.
And Percy knows right then and there that even if all the stories about Hades are true, that he’s the greatest villain of this era, and you’re his favorite pawn, that he’ll tie his ship to your dock.
“If you’re going to die might as well go down having Faygo right?”
You scoff. “Faygo? You’ve got awful taste Percy Jackson.”
And that is the beginning of the end.
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General Headcanons
Touch Starved
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Sleepover Headcanons
(slight Lesson 45 spoilers)
Content: crack, slightly suggestive
Context: After you get your sorcerer's license while studying as Solomon's apprentice, you are now an accomplished sorcerer and pact master, and as such, you need to decipher some tomes for Solomon. You decided to take a break and went downstairs to make a trip to the kitchen and back, easy. However, the RAD student council president and vice president had other ideas.
AN: Based off of this animatic by @omnibread1 (aklsjlkasdj i loved it so much i had to write this 😭) this is also my first post after months of lurking around on obey me tumblr
Scenario: You were in your room, meticulously pouring over the several grimoires Solomon had lent you. Gingerly flipping an ancient-looking page about herbs, you hissed as the dry paper rubbed against your sore fingertips, the faded remnants of a curse still present on the book. It had been nearly four hours and you had only managed to decipher two chapters of text. You were glad Solomon had enchanted your reading glasses to translate the runes on the old sheets, otherwise you'd have taken DAYS. Your voice was constricted from not having spoken a word ever since you boarded yourself up in your room for the afternoon.
It was now six in the evening and you were at your wit's end. The House of Lamentation had been quiet for the most part; but now it was alive with the sounds of the brothers' various activities and bickering. Diavolo, Barbatos and the Purgatory Hall members had also come over for unofficial business, and their chorus of voices joined the clamour. "Dear God help me, your problem children are being problematic again-" You rubbed circles into your temples, sighing. Maybe you should be taking a break. After all, one can only translate runes for so many hours before going insane. You stood up, chucking your pencil at the bed as the chair legs screeched against the floor. You pushed past the door, walking down the stairs. Diavolo, Lucifer, Simeon and Barbatos were gathered around a table, discussing student council duties pertaining to the exchange program over glasses of Demonus, while Solomon, Asmo and Satan sat in armchairs, chatting away about things they had seen over the week. Mammon and Levi were playing Devil Kart, cursing each other every time one of them would fall behind. Belphie was surprisingly not asleep, but leaning against Beel with an amused expression on his face as he watched Mammon and Levi hurl creative insult after insult at each other. Beel was on his third cheeseburger, chatting with Luke, who was ranting about the latest baking fads.
You ignored the noise, passing through the living room to get to the kitchen and grab a glass of water. Your eyelids were heavy from staring at runes for so long, and you blinked several times as the light from the kitchen temporarily blinded you. You sighed again, hoping to finish up annotating the grimoires before dinner, snorting when you realized how much you sounded like Lucifer.
Speaking of the devil, as you headed back through the living room for the staircase, Lucifer had gotten up and was staggering towards you. Diavolo and Simeon cheered Lucifer on; apparently they had dared him to do...something. Weren't they supposed to be discussing business stuff a couple minutes ago? Even Barbatos seemed to have a sly grin as he watched Lucifer clumsily maneuver across the room to where you were standing. Were they all...drunk? Belphie and Satan had their phones out, recording potential Anti-Lucifer Club blackmail material.
Lucifer pushed you back against the wall, leaning forward to make a move. The force of your shoulders hitting the wall made your neck joint pop, releasing built-up tension and making the demon pause. A drunk Lucifer was a troublesome one to deal with, albeit endearing. You took advantage of his momentary confusion and grasped his hair, before promptly jerking his head backwards and putting distance between the two of you. A breathy moan escaped his mouth from the force of being tugged.
The entire room was dead silent, everyone staring in shock. You peered over the enchanted glasses to look into his crimson eyes. They were wide with surprise. An artful smile crept its way up your face.
"That's a little too close for comfort, don't you think, Mr. Morningstar?" You had meant for the words to come across as playful, but your unused voice sounded more tired and teasing than intended. The atmosphere immediately thickened, tendrils of excitement tension swirling around the room. The firstborn was rooted to the spot, unable to react. Your gaze softened, and you pulled Lucifer closer, fondly carding your fingers through the Avatar of Pride's raven locks. "I still have some work to do. I'll be with you all in a bit!" You said cheerfully, before pecking his forehead and turning on your heel to climb up the stairs, leaving the living room in stunned silence.
At least you'd finally get some peace and quiet for a while.
What
He deadass froze the moment you yanked his head back in front of everybody
Somewhere in the back of his mind he made a mental note to punish you for creating such a spectacle
But the moment you peered over those gold-rimmed glasses of yours
ERROR: Lucifer.exe has crashed
SIMP ALERT SIMP ALERT
How dare you
You just...reprimanded him? WHY did you look at him like that
WhEn did you get so assertive MC
Knees weak, arms heavy
He's supposed to be the sadist but he wouldn't mind pushing his ego aside if it meant you'd do this more often
Sorry Lucifer everyone's trying to blackmail you but this is kind of your problem now
Every time something pulls at his hair > Whether it's his coat when he takes it off > Or just his own horns getting caught in the thick locks > His face goes red from the memory it evokes > He cannot face anyone
The way you stared into his eyes and then. Smooched his blessed forehead. It stirred up something from the depths of the abyss that demons call Lucifer's heart.
Scared and aroused
Marriage. Now.
Was about to throw in the towel after losing to Levi in Devil Kart for nearly the third time in a row when he noticed how quiet the room had gotten
Turns around and sees Lucifer attempting to pin you to the wall
Opens mouth to protest when...
Okay now his mouth is just open from shock
WTF MC WHAT aRE YA DOING
Did he just see what he thought he saw-
Dies
SIMP ALERT SIMP ALERT PT. 2
Inner masochist is quaking and shaking
Please do that to him too 👉👈
Will absolutely buy you several pairs of glasses in the hopes of seeing you make that wildly hot gesture again
Would definitely try to bring the incident up at gatherings and parties if it weren't for the withering glare Lucifer would shoot him from across the room
Anyways please do that to him 👉👈
Nearly drops his fukin controller when he spots Lucifer trying to practically kabedon you
Hisses
UHHHH
We already know this man is into degradation and glasses
You are enabling his fantasies by doing this
Face goes red
When you do the glasses thing he can't even relate it to an anime he watched because he's too busy having a nosebleed
Just like Mammon, secretly wants you to do that to him too 👉👈
How he wishes he could've recorded your voice in that one moment
Is probably going to tweet about it from one of his alt accounts for DAYS
When he finally recovers from the sight
ROFLMFAOOOOOOOOO
Bribes Satan for the video clip of you handing Lucifer's ass to him
Will not post it anywhere, but rewatch it for hours on end
The sight of your inner meanie has him shivering
Do NOT ask him what he is watching on his D.D.D. he will be mortified
What - pt. 2
He wanted to go super saiyan the moment Lucifer touched you
But at the same time
He tried his hardest to not laugh
HIS LUNGS ARE GOING TO BURST
Is practically biting his sleeve, trying to muffle the demonic screeching
Clutched his rapidly tightening chest with his left arm that is conveniently not obstructed by a jacket sleeve
REFUSED to delete the video because: > One, Lucifer is acting like a total clutz > Two, YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE HIM A HEART ATTACK WITH THAT FACE
It's really easy to tell whenever he's looking at the video because his face goes red four seconds in
It's around the moment you look at his brother with your glasses doing "the thing"
Like a librarian
But hotter
He will fantasize about you as a hot librarian
Buys books with really small text on purpose so that whenever the two of you read together you have to use your glasses and honestly that's a win for him
OHOHOHOHOHO
Is too riled up right now to notice that everyone else is also riled up
DAMN BAE YOU'RE GONNA AWAKEN THE HORNI MONSTER
MC, hon. DO THAT AGAIN.
Very jealous, wishing it was him instead of Lucifer
Squealing > Loudly
Hair pulling? YES???
And that dominant voice? DOUBLE YES???
How are you so attractive on accident
Will blackmail Satan for the video
Didn't care much for glasses until you just. MURDERED THE LOOK.
As Avatar of Lust you'd think he would be used to seeing such things
But when it comes to you suddenly it's the biggest breaking news
WHY DID YOU HIDE THIS SIDE OF YOU FROM HIM >:)
Chokes
WEREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO BE SWEET AND INNOCENT?
WHAT IS THIS
Shot straight up, causing Belphie to fall over and accidentally post the video on Devilgram, exposing it to the entirety of the Devildom (MC if you have a billion more simps you know whose fault it is)
Mans so red his face is nearly steaming
Cannot comprehend why what you did is making him feel other things
Isn't hungry for food anymore
Just like Mammon, will take the initiative to get you to wear glasses more often
The sight of you looking so authoritative...satiates his appetite, to say in the least
Will never be able to look at you ever again without getting hot and bothered
Sometimes chuckles to himself when he remembers Lucifer's face
He hadn't seen his older brother so flustered since...
Wait
This was the first time...
BELPHIE HE'S GOING TO NEED THAT VIDEO
AWAKE
Lucifer, wh-
MC WHAT
He was sleepily taking a video because who would miss a chance to humiliate Lucifer
Not you, that's who
Why did you have to look so sexy though
Scared and aroused pt. 2
The look in your eyes will keep him wide awake for the next few days
Secretly thanks Diavolo for daring Lucifer to do...whatever he was supposed to do
Will you touch his hair like that
Please 👉👈
Oops...now it's all on Devilgram
Maybe people won't see it
But he's a celebrity literally everyone's going to see it
Meh as long as it makes his brother angry
Beel why do you want this video > "I mean it's understandable but don't you think we should get to keep MC's face to ourselves" > "Belphie you literally let eight million demons see MC's face" > "Okay...and your point is?"
"Mine >:3"
Will watch you while pretending to sleep in hopes of seeing the holy reenactment again
Haha go Lucifer you totally got this
Bet you can't show MC how smooth you are in front of everybody
Wait...
MC DID WHAT
He is FLOORED
HIS exchange student
PULLING HIS RIGHT-HAND MAN'S HAIR
LUCIFER MOVE I WANT MC TO TOUCH ME LIKE THAT "my lord...no"
shush barbatos do you not know an opportunity when you see one
You are so kind and calm most of the time
So THIS??? His imagiNATION is going CRAZY
MC u r coming with me rn
I can offer you riches, a palace, my love, affection, and these tiddies
haha no u don't have a choice
You make him forget that he's royalty sometimes
Visits to the Castle increase by 200%
SHOOK
M'lord
Are you sure giving Lucifer THAT specific dare is a good idea
Oh wait
It is indeed a good idea
How was this like the only thing he missed when looking into the timeline
Never mind that MC would you like to come over for tea? :)
No, he doesn't have ulterior motives. :)
Of course not, that would be very un-gentlemanly of him. :)
This man will forever remember the way you pulled the firstborn's hair so roughly
Part of the "Please Do That To Me Too" squad 👉👈
Of course, will not tell you this deletes timelines where you accidentally find out
Glass of Demonus is trembling in his hand as he struggles to maintain composure, calm smile wavering
If you touch his hair any time after the incident, his heart will flatline
Hello? Earth Hell to Barbatooos??
Huh he must be doing that freaky time travel stuff again
Repeatedly re-visits that specific moment in the timeline
Yes Lord Diavolo he does know an opportunity when he sees one
DIO SANTO-
LUKE CLOSE YOUR EYES
Luci you lucky bas-
Sorry, that language is not befitting of an angel
MC he thought you were pure
He can sense the sheer amount of unholiness in the room *Inches away from Asmodeus' suffocating aura*
Dear Holy God he does not think he can base any TSL chapters off of this moment, despite how spicy
Come on, Christopher Peugot do it, Levi will absolutely go nuts
Oh dear it doesn't look like his friend will be recovering from this anytime soon
Totally doesn't resort to using the incident as blackmail to force Lucifer to hangout with him otherwise he will tell Michael
Considered taking a picture, before deciding he could get Satan or Belphegor to send him the video (that video has gone viral in the Celestial Realm too now; huh, wonder who was behind it)
Silently commends Lord Diavolo for putting Lucifer up to this
Damn MC
#betrayed #brocken
Hair pulling was his thing...y'know?
He'll forgive you though, only because you're his dear apprentice <3
But also because he is rapidly losing blood through his nose like Levi
Don't worry he'll survive he's immortal and has been through worse
"I've been alive for so long...is this the sight that will bring me to my end? I don't mind tho haha"
Jesus KNOWS he would divorce all of his 700 wives and 300 concubines if it meant he could marry you like rn
An unholy matrimony indeed :D
Will get possessive of you once he reads the room
MY apprentice >:)
He's literally a second Mammon
Secretly gets a kick out of knowing he's indirectly the reason MC looked so adorably tired and sexc
Will absolutely make you decipher more tomes with him if it means you'll wear those glasses more often
Maybe he can use this to blackmail Lucifer into making a pact with him
these are all four-leafed clovers… seems like it’s a lot of luck
reblog for some good luck (always share positivity)!
HEARTBREAKING: Poor girl has to get out of the soft warm bed even though she is so so so so comfy
This is canon now. Wow
So @jayherrans (on ig) decided to add little snippet song (the next one to Unreleased Saga) about Athena being a wingman. WING-man. You get it? I love this with all my heart, so have a few sketches.
This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
Characters focused on: Queen of Hearts!Riddle Rosehearts & GN!Reader
Word count: 1k
Summary: You're just an innocent isekai victim who got kidnapped by magic. If that wasn't weird enough, you somehow catch the eye of Riddle Rosehearts, the Queen of Hearts. After being ordered to have tea with him, you make a discovery that somehow makes a lot less sense than everything else you've been exposed to so far.
Or: You wander into another world and meet reincarnations of cartoon villains (who were REAL and also your friends in a past life). Riddle-centric chapter.
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The room is so silent that you can hear the sound of your calm heartbeat and even Riddle's breath from across the table. When you take another sip of your tea, the clink of the cup on the saucer is almost deafening. Even if you hadn't been watching him, you wouldn't have missed the way Riddle's eyes track the cup and the expressions on your face.
At this point, despite however many times you've wiped your face, you're convinced there's a stain or something that has him so fixated on staring at you. Or maybe it was just your horrendous table manners—the moment you sat down you had practically inhaled all the food on the table after all—but you're pretty sure that staring is pretty rude too, and if it mattered as much to you as it likely does to him, you would've called him out on it. Who knows, maybe staring at people is another one of his crazy rules. You don't feel like getting yelled at so you don't try to find out.
The air has been so still and silent that you jump in your seat when Riddle finally speaks.
"The food is to your liking."
His tone is unreadable. His expression is even more so with half of his face hidden behind his threaded fingers. His grey eyes remain trained on you. You're sure you would've been unnerved already if he didn't have such a soft-looking face.
Despite his steady voice though, you identify a slight lilt at the end of his sentence, as if he was asking a question.
You unconsciously raise a questioning brow mostly to yourself, completely unsure how to respond in a way he'd find acceptable. You take too long thinking and in an attempt to save face you bob your head in some semblance of a nod, to which Riddle's gaze expectedly hardens.
"When I ask you a question, you always reply with either yes, your majesty, or no, your majesty ."
His tone is cold and curt and he's straightened up in his seat, the very picture of authority. Despite his stern gaze though, you find yourself more irritated than afraid or flustered. This must show on your face, judging from the way the queen's eyes widen and his stiff shoulders falter ever-so-slightly.
"Do you want me to curtsy too?" you quip back, and without waiting for an answer, your chair is kicked back with an ugly squeal and you're standing and dipping at the waist with your hands raised in a mocking curtsy. "Why yes, your majestyyyy! The tea cakes were absolutely diviiiine."
You muster the most obnoxious, posh accent possible and enunciate each word with exaggeration. By the time you realize what you're doing, the words have already left your mouth and Riddle is leaned back in his chair with an expression of disbelief on his face. You pull up your own chair and sit back down awkwardly, more than a little mortified at yourself.
Were you even thinking, genius?!
Just. You're not sure where it even came from. You can be a bit impulsive sometimes—a complete idiot a lot of other times—but you never sass someone you just met , let alone a ticking time bomb of a queen who could and would literally behead you at the slightest offense (not to mention it was just plain rude). But what's stranger is that you would be more worried about the threat of disembodiment if you weren't so fixated on that sudden burst of... something ; a strange, overwhelming feeling of familiarity in your body that has you feeling loose and careless. It suddenly feels as if you were sitting with a close friend instead of having tea with a tyrant.
You're pulled from your thoughts by a sudden, high-pitched sound that once again has you looking up at the man sitting across from you. Riddle's shoulders are shaking, and he's bent over and... laughing?
"Oh, you really are the same as they were back then," he says as his giggles die off. He opens his eyes and where there used to be a building grey storm are now a gleaming silvery mirth. His lips are curled into a soft, dainty smile that lifts his cheeks. Looking at him like this, there's no better word to describe him with than… cute . "I was beginning to have doubts, but your demeanor is exactly like what I've seen of them in her memories."
When you met him a few hours ago, you never expected to see such a fond (?!) expression on his face. More unexpectedly is that, despite his reputation for being strict and temperamental (that you yourself have seen first hand), it doesn't feel out of place.
In your mind's eye, you suddenly see an image of an imposing woman donning a massive gown of red and black. A wide smile was stretched across her plump face as she sang songs and clinked teacups with rabbits and cats.
You blink it away, suddenly feeling lightheaded. When you look at Riddle, you feel... different. Out of nowhere, you're overcome by a sense of deja vu just like when you first set foot on the castle grounds with Grim, Ace, and Deuce. It was as if your mind was trying to point out something obvious to you that you can't quite grasp long enough to pin down.
It's not like it was a bad feeling, though. Frustrating, yeah, but not bad. Riddle is still smiling at you, so you suppose it's just a given that a sweeter expression on his face would put you more at ease.
"Sorry, who?" you blurt out and then blink again in an attempt to regain your bearings. "I mean—your majesty...?"
Riddle laughs a bit more into his hand. His smile is wide, thick eyelashes fluttering with each blink just like— and a feeling of genuine relieved warmth eases through your tense limbs unprompted.
"Who else could I mean?" he says in a teasing tone. "You, of course; before you were you."
You blink for the nth time in an attempt to clear your head, unsure if your brain is too muddled or if he was spouting some more Wonderland-brand nonsense.
Seeing your confusion, Riddle clarifies.
"Your past life?" You look at him blankly. His smile turns down into a quizzical frown. "You know... when you were the Beast Tamer?"
You... do not know.
You stare at him cluelessly, your jaw slack. As he stares back with a mirroring bewildered expression, you can only think of one thing to say:
"...That's not a Disney movie."
seven by jungkook but make it gojohime
—fluff with Gamin Yoon
Saint speaks; This feels like the only time i can actually be called dionsaint, because literally no fluff comes on my blog anymore , just hcs bcs why not
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・。 ⁺ ✦ — Every moment with Gamin to you is a precious one. One so precious that you cherish and savor every last moment of it.
᯽ You love telling him about the things you notice about him, from how he smiles when talking with his mother and uncle, or talking about his friends in the Study Group.
᯽You both dont really go on things people would call dates, but rather just small outings. A coffee shop or a study room is what you two opt for.
᯽He makes memos & keeps dates of everything that happens in your relationship, from the day you first shared a meal, to your anniversary, down to when you both met eachothers parents.
᯽You frequently see his mom, willingly or not. She always wants to see you, make sure you’re eating well, doing good in school, and being a good example for her son.
᯽His uncle on the other hand is very weird out by the fact that you’re both so normal. You both have never drank, never been under the influence, or driven without an adult present. He says that you both should be out and about breaking laws.
᯽The study group cringes whenever they see you both together. Theres no nicknames or anything, but just pure adoration whenever you both are together <3