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Hi I saw you're taking requests, what about enemies to lovers and academic rivals with reg? ❤️

Almost | R.A.B x u

Pairing : Regulas black x animagus!reader( platonic marauders x gn!reader , sirius x Lupin )

Plot : stolen glances , almost smiles , regulas black couldn't stand you , there's loathing and hatred and something you are yet to discover in his cold contempt eyes , he's inclined towards dark arts and excellent at dark unforgivable spell but yet Sirius knows he would never hurt you . Regulas black seems to love the black cat he met as he feeds and strokes , why are you purring and meowing and not scratching him ?

J.d note - i understood that this one was supposed to be a fun fic , but I wanted to do something big , so here i present Regulas black journey from Hogwarts to death Eater to death , with the love of his life , and they almost made it . Thankyou for requesting ❤️ request now can you reblog for merlins sake ?

Themes - academic rivals , implied Sirius x Remus , everything same except reader added in marauders , death Eater! Regulas , this is their fifth year timeline , few months age gap between Sirius and regulas so they are in same year , gn!reader , no blood status , no house mentioned, marauder!reader , mutual pinning . Witty!reader , animagus is cat , black cat , overprotective!Sirius

Part 1 / ?

The Noble and most ancient house of black

Toujours pur

" You are not here " harry said after scanning the bottom of the golden tree closely , " I used to be " Sirius said , pointing at the holed tapestry like a cigarette burn , harry looked at the next name with curiousity , " That's my younger brother .. Regulus black ..he became a death Eater"

Sirius seemed to drown back in house of memories , it was harder to stay in this house ...when he laid half asleep he realised something he had left , he was on his feet , dragging himself out of bed , in his house laid many dark objects , dark and expensive , lavish like the house black , he soon was in quest to found it , it was in his hands , the brown parchment was no ordinary..the black brother's did tremendous things when they were sixteen , he ran away , Regulus became a death Eater

" - why ? " Sirius choked at very glimpse of parchment, it was the last birthday present he got from him , " You can ask me one thing ...it will answer you correctly " Regulus smiled , he was holding on the a hand that was so fresh in his memories ...yours .

He never ever used it , what can he ask ? Are you a death Eater ? He already knew , he wasn't sure what he should ask but the lump in Sirius throat was thicker , so as he couldn't breath .

So he did it , The last time he met regulus was when he was sixteen , standing near the mirror was erised ,the dark mark glowing on his left forearm .

So he took a quill as scribbled down the words ...

" Reg , what did you see in the mirror of erised ? "

He waited as the ink dissolved ,and something scribbled out , it was a very familiar word , a very familiar name .

-

" ouch.. that's my toe Sirius " you whimpered while Sirius filled the air with hushed apologies , " i can't see .. can't we use some light " Sirius asked after he stepped three time in a row on your toe , this time you bumped your nose into him , " ow- "

" shut up idiots " whispered james , the one leading , " invisibility cloak doesn't muffle noise - "

" james that's not your wand , that's my finger "

" this is the fourth time sirius , my toe is smashed - "

" Okay , here " james removed the cloak as you were finally in the restricted section of library , " lumos " you said , your wand Swiftly passing over the books , some had dried blood over them hooking you over , " no wonder they ended up here " Sirius winked at you, " oh ...it must be around - " you paused to examine the cursed dark arts series you wanted to read ," merlins beard " you gasped , " you found it eh ? " James rushed with tiptoeing towards you , " no but where's the second part , i already read it "

" you are miserable ! " james mouthed , " hey! " Sirius opened his arms , gesturing to protect you , " where's the standard bewitching magic book ? "

" i think it must be there " you pointed towards the narrow shelves , you all are working on becoming animagus , it's nearly down except some spells that don't end you up with claws and tail , " found it " james smiled as he grabbed , " let's go ..i am so sleepy " Sirius yawned so hard that even you felt your eyes flutter .

" james , Sirius - " you smiled

" NO - " james cried

" YEAH ! " Sirius threw his hands up

" you two can go ..I would take only a few minutes "

" i am not going without you " Sirius looked at james who liked your idea , " i would need to find it , i wouldn't take much - "

" no , we all are staying " Sirius said , you didn't knew where you would find the second part so it wasn't worth making Sirius yawn and james tapping his feet out in so cold .

" Off you go " you raised your wand , giving Sirius a funny push , " jamie " you winked and james took him by shoulder taking him away , " take no more time than .." Sirius thought of a deadline "- five minutes " he was finally out , no hushed footsteps and you were alone .

" where are you little one ? " You looked around , shelves filled with dangerous magical books , ready to corrupt you .

You heard something , you freezed , footsteps that came from other side halted too .you took a step , your wand raised , you felt something warm behind your neck .

That fragrance..oh no !

" caught you ." He coldly said behind you , his hand grabbing your waist while the other poking his wand on your throat from behind . he's none other than Regulus black

" ahh , can't leave me for a minute ..can you ? " you smirked , you eyes suddenly catching a glimpse of what looked like a shabby red small book, with gold roman letters glowing , ' PART 2 ' it read .

Your eyes glinted at the sight of it .

" you are giving yourself too much importance "

" still angry ? Professor slughorn knows talent MR. Black "

" got one thing correct and you are all so witty " he pressed the wand deeper , making your Adam apple shift through inside .

" that's not how you use a wand " you said , eyes still fixed on the book , " i shouldn't be wasting time on stupid people like you - " Regulus black snapped , pushing you forward so now you were face to face , wands raised high .

" i don't like that smile of yours " regulus hissed, his eyes glancing back and forth between your eyes and lips , " sometimes I want to wipe it out " he hissed again .

You smiled more , eyes narrowing at him , there's something so magnificent about him that is yet to be discovered , the way his eyes look , there's so much more than utter loathing and hatred , a thin line yet to be crossed .

" still mad about yesterday ? " Your triumph from yesterday's potion lesson made your eyes twinkle .

" just cramming up few lines doens't make you great " black got a point but still when a question was shot , he was the first one to raise his hands high , it was always this way

You admired him , he was smart , witty , though he kept himself composed but there would be moments when his mouth would almost , almost curl up in a smile at some Sirius jokes , but it would be gone , so soon , no trace left behind those cold eyes , you thought it would draw his attention to you when you would be as good as him , all spells tounge tied , all ingredients of potions scribbled in your heart but that seem to disappoint him , that begin the famous rivalry of you and him , even professors would get in a dilemma when two hands shot up so high , " nevermind, let's get along with class " they would say hesitation in their tone .

" i guess performing spells that could lead one to azkaban makes you great , no ? " you smirked , he looked theatened .

" you seem to fancy me way too much , i am afraid " he said " shouldn't it be a disappointment to peak , but i like you much enough to demonstrate my capabilities here " he flexed his wand , keeping one foot in front , " say which one darling ? " he smirked , you were sure of him , you have seen him practising , the way he said " cruicio " with so much rage inside him , he didn't look like his age , rather a ...you were afraid...a death Eater as they called them , you would not deny peaking at him while he practiced his dark spells in Deserted classrooms , the secret books he got from restricted section , he was upto something .

" i was thinking about the imperius curse ...you would obey me , won't you ? "

" shut up regulus black "

" you filthy - "

" REGULUS ! " Sirius came running , his wand raised , Regulus looked like if disappointment had a face , he would resemble it .

" I TOLD YOU TO COME ALONG ! " he was screaming in a low whsiper at you , " Sirius " regulas sighed , he glanced at you for a moment and then at him , Sirius shot him a angry look .

" you should tell your friend to stay out of my buisness "

" your buisness doesn't look so great , reg " he really sounded like big brother .

" you ruined my moment " he coldly said , " accio dark arts 2 " he called , and the book flied across to him .

" oh no " you cried , " it's okay ..he can't keep it forever " Sirius caught your hand as he dragged you out , for a moment you saw a wince of pain and uprising in Regulus eyes when it flickered at you and sirius and it was gone soon enough but you almost saw it , almost you knew what it was , almost you forgot .

-

" he could have hurt you " Lupin said as dipped your quill in ink , " oh he wouldn't have - " Sirius said , " my brother ain't so much of a bad guy "

Sirius bent in to copy your essay , " no siruis ! " you slapped his hand .

" Two more lines and it would be done "

" hear me out , make it big " james threw his five inches parchment at him , no more than instructed while you sat there with your seven and half , neat small handwriting , siruis copied a rubbish line which was mere james headcannon about the goblins rebellion in ugly big letters , Lupin let out a snort .

" how do you know he wouldn't ? He was using.. imperius curse - "

" shh " james hissed , siruis gave a very unsual expression , hard to read ..." I can't tell you " he winced , you narrowed your eyes , " don't give me that look " he looked away . remus who looked utterly lost in the book he was reading , " moony " siruis called , now that you have all managed to become animagus, siruis - a big Black dog , padfoot as you all called , potter was called prongs and wormtail who was home in the Christmas holiday , you were a cat , black shiny fur just like Sirius .

" Padfoot " Lupin said , with affection ..he was so emotional when all of you showed up in your animagus form , it was just some months ago when you had your back pressed against Regulus black , it hasn't been since , he seems to loath you more , the more you got points for every correct answer, the more his eyes glinted at you in mere affection that is a lovely hatred .

-

The whole castle was fast asleep when you woke up from your vivid dreams , you soon found yourself strolling in Hogwarts desserted corridor , you knew Regulus was staying back too but it was not often you saw him , for he and you rather avoided each other but just then you heard a little whisper , you looked back it was Regulus black in plain velvet Black robes with a green silk collar , does he sleep with those on ? You thought and rather shushed the imagination of him flooding your brain , even with your funny thoughts you felt everything inside you freeze , it was only your shadow in moonlight that assured you were strolling in your animagus form , a black cat . He wouldn't know for no one knew you were unregistered animagus , you tried to move away when you felt his hands touching you , you screamed but it came as a meow , he was stroking your black shiny fur , " beautiful, aren't you ? So pretty " he caressed your skin , he was good with animals than with you ...it struck you as a desire to be a cat all your life , to be ..to be loved by him.

" Come here " he picked you up , stroking you gently and you were liking it , for you could have scratched him , ran out , ran out for your life because even if as a cat , your brain was bursting and heart stuck somewhere your throat .

You purred in his lap as he walked , slowly ...he wasn't exactly tiptoeing around but walked with some pride .

" i wonder if you are hungry , are you ? " he touched the skin under your chin when you have reached the Slytherin common room , you never thought of it that one day you would be in Regulus black lap while he fed you sweet cake with his own hands , he had a smile that really made your forget, that sort of affection and look that he had , it looked like the thin line you always wanted to cross yet you never reached , almost you have lost , but now it's here in front of you , the Regulus black you never saw before ...he smiled so much that it felt as if it were illegal , you purred , meowed and he talked and you felt like falling somewhere , yet to be known but it was enchanting , a bliss , a gust of snow in breezy hot day , such a sweet boy reg was , you thought .

You wondered how your friends would react when you would tell them , especially siruis , you don't think they would beleive you ... would siruis know his brother this way ?

" you must be cold " he said , wrapping you a black satin fabric that was really warm , it was many moments when he just talked to you , about nothing but everything , he was talking as if you were a person , a soft smile , almost a smirk , then he dozed off , you thought about his reaction if you turned back to human form while there , while he carresed you lovingly , he would have died of shock and that made you smile .

You carefully got out of the Slytherin common room , the satin fabric as your hood and found yourself running.

You didn't know why you were taking the shawl with you but you wouldn't trade it away no matter what .

You didn't tell anyone anything about the nighttime stroll .

" you look quiet " siruis was pushing back the toasts he stuffed all at once and gulping pumpkin juice to help it down .

" Shut up , i have to go library " you scooped the last bite of porridge and ran for your life because the pink glow wouldn't leave , " Oi ! " you heard him shout but you wouldn't risk .

And with those hurried footsteps and smiling to yourself, you bumped straight into nerd with atleast two large landing on your toe which has enough resistance due to Sirius attempts to squash it down in nightime strolls under the invisibility cloak , " damn - merlins beard " you muttered , " I swear on Salazar if - " regulus stopped as he saw you , " you ? " his face went pale then a sweet red glow glorified his beauty , " oh ..umm , er- "

" PATHETIC " he muttered and picked up his books , " strange ..." You ranted straight for one hour as you scribbled the notes , how could he have more love for cats than humans , he really wasn't the same person he was two nights ago , " ARGhHHGHG " you really screamed and it didn't came out as meow for you were sitting in library , several heads popped out to see you , you were grateful that you didn't get much detention Except cleaning some shelves without magic , you were on the tallest Planck of stool when you heard some giggles from other side , " have you ever seen regulus black smile ? He said pathetic to ...he smiled .... really ?...yes ...so beautiful " you were so passionate to hear more that you were really leaning hard until you stumbled , a steady hand came , swiftly pressed on your back as you were about to crash land , a slow cliff hanger , " Careful " he said , those genetically beautiful black family looks , he looked like the person who called you ' love ' if only your animagus form .

" oh yes .." you lost your speech and you straighten up , " PATHETIC " he muttered as he left and you wonder if he almost smiled .

this was regulus black's diary growing up. fight me.

read this 17 times atp

The Olive Theory

Luke Castellan x Reader

word count: 641

summary: Strawberries are your favorite thing in the whole world, luckily for you Luke seems to “hate them”

a/n: based on the olive theory from himym

@repostingmyfavs

There are two things you truly love in this world: Luke and Strawberries.

You often find yourself helping the Demeter and Dionysus kids in the strawberry fields, despite your actual job being at the infirmary. Miranda often scolded you for taking strawberries for yourself during the day, you didn’t mind though. The sweet yet tart berry was worth it.

Your obsession with the fruit grew even further. You begged the dryads for extra portions during dinner, pairing them with yogurt and melted chocolate. Your least favorite part was having to sacrifice the berry to your godly father. You debated giving something else to him but everyone at camp and above knew your love for them, there was no running from it.

Luke was well aware of your passion for strawberries. Going as far as joking that you love them more than him. You both aren’t quite sure if it’s a joke or not.

You sit at a picnic table near the Hermes cabin with luke. You had just sat down with Percy and three shortcakes for each of you. Luke leans over and presses a soft kiss against your temple as you sit down. Percy notices that you can barely acknowledge it since your focus is on the cake.

Both Luke and Percy stare at you in wonder as you eye the desert, they can’t seem to figure out why you haven’t eaten it yet. Impatient, you look over and luke with a wanting gaze.

“Oh- right,” he says understandingly.

Percy is clearly confused by the seemingly telepathic communication. His eyes dart between you and Luke, your gaze once again set on your plate. Luke picks off the strawberries from his cake and places them on your plate. As soon as the first two strawberries are there you start devouring the cake like a ravenous hyena. Percy starts to wonder if you’re even chewing. Luke starts to eat some of his until he stops halfway. He puts the remaining piece of cake on your plate for you. You eat it immediately as if it was there the whole time.

“Are you gonna have that?” You ask politely, eyeing a large, red strawberry on Percy’s plate.

His eyes shift down to where your gaze is settled, “No, go ahead.”

You smile and take it with your fork, biting into it quickly. Percy’s eyes shift back to Luke, who’s been staring at you since the moment you sat down. His face held a small smile as he admired you. You smiled as you licked the whipped cream off your fork.

“I think I'm gonna get another slice!” You exclaim happily, standing up and nearly skipping to where the dryads are.

Luke watches as you leave, eyes falling on your figure.

“I never realized she liked strawberries that much,” Percy said.

“Yeah, I'm kinda surprised she hasn’t turned into one yet,” he laughs quietly.

“I assume you don’t like them that much? I mean- you gave her all of yours and half of the cake,” Percy explains.

“Strawberries? no way, they’re great. But she loves them so much, and I'd do anything to make her happy,” Luke smiles as he nibbles on the remains of one of your eaten berries.

You come back with a widest smile on your face. You hold another cake alongside a cup of strawberries. You sit down, happily eating more of the cake and strawberries.

“Isn’t it so great that Luke doesn’t like them? I get them all to myself!” You say, beaming.

“Yeah,,, perfect,” Percy says slowly, remembering the new found information.

“Mhm; I’d give my girl all the strawberries in the world if I could,” Luke mumbles.

Luke has a single mission in life, making you happy. Even if that means giving up his favorite fruit for you. Your smile is worth much more than a simple strawberry.

someone give me fic and headcanon requests i’m fucking bored

where are the jason grace x readers at. my man

*chanting* BAND AU BAND AU!!

the moon ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾⋆⁺₊⋆

ECLIPSE- PROLOGUE, PART ONE, PART TWO

luke castellan x reader

ABOUT - luke invites you, the strange dionysus girl, to spar with him. luke makes a revelation, and you invite him to hang out.

A/N - hey y’all! it’s been a while!! so here i am, with an introductory chapter to a three parter luke x reader series called ‘eclipse’.

there’s not a lot happening in this chapter, but it’s important to the next chapter me thinks :P

also i think i’m sooo funny 😭 the title will make even more sense soon ok

WARNINGS - swearing n alcohol mention and that’s it

to say luke castellan didn’t like you would be a big understatement. but it would also be untrue.

the reality of his feelings towards you were much more complicated than simply ‘liking’ or ‘hating’ you.

his feelings towards you were completely incomprehensible. and he hated it.

you were just… so strange. the eldest daughter of dionysus, a talented actress, a rebellious girl with a sharp tongue and an even sharper blade. you were everything all at once; and it perplexed him to no end.

maybe that’s why your rivalry persisted throughout all these years. you made no sense, and luke needed everything to make sense. he needed everything to be predictable and understandable.

and you were neither of those things.

but there was also a comfort in the way that you consistently confused him- a sense of irregularity that provided him with the same comfort he would receive from those who were less strange than you were. maybe a bit more comfort, it fact.

it was truly comforting; the fact that you were always there to annoy and pester him when he was training, or at the campfire, or when you asked him to spar.

it was comforting knowing there was always someone there to challenge him- someone there to make him feel the same feeling over and over again… until the feeling changed.

“y/n, i need to talk to you.”

his voice echoed throughout the training grounds, alarming you enough to whip your head around fast to find the source of such commotion.

you were standing in the middle of the grounds, the remains of the practice dummies you were throwing your axe at scattered around the premises.

luke watched your hair move with the soft summer wind as you turned around to face him, no doubt in his mind that you knew exactly what he wanted.

“yeah? ‘bout what?”

your face was a little red and your arms were a little tired from your undoubtably taxing training session. if luke saw you like this a few months ago, he’d chuckle at how disheveled you looked.

but it was not a few months ago.

to distract himself from your appearance, his eyes trailed down to your hands as you tightly gripped your axe. it always freaked him out seeing you with that gnarly axe- throwing that thing around like it weighed nothing.

“hello? about what?” you asked again breathily, swinging your axe back and forth aimlessly as you tried to get his attention.

it seemed as though he had been distracted by something. something strange and pretty and unusual. and whatever it was, he needed to snap out of it before he went crazy.

“i need a sparring partner,” he stated blankly, leaning his back against the nearest pillar and letting out an exasperated breath.

“you’re the only one in camp who can give me somewhat of a challenge. anyways,” he took a good look at you, tapping his fingers against his forearm.

“i’m bored. wanna fight?”

you shrugged your shoulders, recklessly tossing your axe to the side and unsheathing your sword.

“yeah, okay,” you said dryly.

your hair fell over your face as you looked up at him, groaning in irritation at the minor inconvenience.

“hold my sword for a minute?” you asked blankly as you offered your sword out to luke for him to take.

luke looked down at you, amused by how easily you were able to ask him for a favour- even if it was just a minor one. it seemed like you were growing a lot more reliant on him these days. or maybe more comfortable with him? who knows.

“yeah, okay,” he said reluctantly, taking the sword from your hands.

he watched you in silence as you took a step back, running your hand through your hair.

“you really aren't much of a talker, are you?” he asked, smiling smugly as his eyes followed the flow of your hair.

you pulled a hair tie off of your wrist, quickly tying my your hair into a lazy ponytail.

“oh, i’m a big talker. just not with you,” you said bluntly, your voice playful and smug as you flashed him a mischievous smile.

luke liked it when you smiled. he liked to imagine that all the stars in the sky got together on the night you were born, and decided to use their stardust to construct ever feature on your face. your dainty freckles, the shining bright whites of your eyes- the pure magic of your little smile.

‘the fuck is wrong with you? stop being weird.’

you quickly took back the sword, your fingers grazing against his during the little exchange.

“i can tell,” luke commented breathily, raising an eyebrow. his eyes narrowed slightly, before he raised his sword as well.

“you ready? or are you just gonna keep standing there looking pretty?”

“i’m always ready, castellan,” you hummed, taking a few steps towards the middle of the training grounds, and getting into position.

“whatever,” he rolled his shoulders and followed suite. “on three?”

you nodded, and let your body tense up as he started counting down.

“one, two, three-“

Luke lunged forward, stabbing his sword towards your chest. He made good use of the length of his blade, keeping as much distance between you and him as possible.

despite this, you managed to quickly dodge him, your sword clanging against his as you bit down on your lip. you quickly attempted a shot at his waist, your eyes locked on his sword as you shuffled around.

Luke smirked as the two blades clashed together, you going for his legs and him going for your chest. he attempted another stab at your chest, and when you evaded, he kicked out to try and trip you- something he figured would throw you off, or at the very least, off-balance.

you seemed to not fall for such cheap tricks. as he backed away to create some distance between you and him, he smiled. this was exactly what he wanted.

a challenge.

he heard you groan, offering a sly smirk before watching you attempt a sneaky stab at his arm.

your hair bounced with every movement, your technique airy and light- almost unpredictable enough to make him second guess his own strategy.

you speed caught luke off-guard, taken aback by the sudden stab. he definitely wasn’t expecting that.

your fast and swift movements, paired with the excellent control of your blade made him sweat a bit. he had no choice but to back away, before lunging forward with his sword once more.

you quickly dodged his attack, the sound of blades clanging echoing throughout the area as your breaths got heavier and heavier.

you moved forwards, attempting another attack at his chest.

he quickly blocked your sword, moving in with a stab at your neck- but you were too quick. you resisted the attack, hitting his sword with yours. you shuffled around again, attacking his other arm as you took a second to study him and his movements.

you attacked him yet again, moving his blade to block. the same sounds of metal clashing against each other continuing.

your attack at his arm was successful. he’d taken a little step back at the sudden pain.

luke raised his sword for a stab at your side, attempting to catch you right in the gut—this would put you on the defensive for sure… right?

you quickly blocked his attack on my side, left with a little cut on your forearm.

luke was shocked at how easily you were able to defend yourself against him. you had been training and sparring and competing against him for years- obviously you were a talented fighter.

but luke had grown accustomed to winning. now? he felt intimidated.

like knew his arms were his weak spot, but he hadn’t expected you to realize this yourself. your counterattacks came quicker now that you’d discovered the most effective way to get him out of commission.

the two of you were now evenly-matched in the sense that neither of you could land an attack at the other, and this was starting to get exciting.

you started trying to take cheap shots at his arms and legs, pissing luke off further. it was like you cracked the code.

you were winning.

He grunted, breathing heavily. he was struggling to move against each of your quick attacks, trying to match the sheer speed and agility of your balde.

and to his surprise; he was starting to get tired.

as soon as he tried attacking you, you blocked it- hard. this caused the sword to fly out of his hand.

disarming him was much easier after he was tired and distracted.

then, you lunged at him.

you held your blade against luke’s neck as you pushed him to the ground, straddling his hips as you looked down at him.

“do i win?” you asked smugly, restraining his movements.

you had giving luke a run for his money. the best swordsman at camp was now at the mercy of your sword.

while you two were similar in skill across all aspects of fighting, you had rarely ever beaten him in a sword fight.

“yeah, sure, sure you win,” he growled, attempting to shove you off of his lap.

“now get off me.”

he looked up at you, noticing the proud smile plastered across your face. it wasn’t cocky, or smug- it was proud.

and as much as he’d hate to admit it, he was genuinely impressed with you.

you finally lifted your body off his, standing up as you twirled your sword around.

“huh. i didn’t know i was this good with a sword…” you mumbled, looking down at the blade.

luke stared up at you, rolling his eyes as he got up.

“still obnoxious as ever, though,” he mumbled dryly.

luke glanced at your sword for a moment before turning his gaze away. he walked over to his sword, picking it up off the ground and sheathing it as he turned back around to face you.

“you’re not bad. obviously,” he said bluntly, his cheeks red and his face sweaty from the challenging sparring match as he walked back over to you.

“your attacks are unpredictable. quick, agile. you have a good technique.”

you furrowed your brows, a little confused by his kind comments and praises.

“technique? i just kept my eyes on your sword and tried to get you tired enough to disarm you,” you explained, sheathing your sword.

“i’d hardly call that technique. you’re much better than i am,” you added.

that was unexpected. a compliment? or… was that sarcastic? what the fuck is going on?

you were probably just tired; that’s why you were downplaying your achievements. that’s why you were offering him praise despite his shortcomings.

“i’m probably stronger than you, but you’re much faster. agility is just as important as strength,” luke replied, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

you shrugged your shoulders, smiling smugly as you took out your ponytail.

“well, i gotta make up for my lack of raw muscles somehow,” you retorted breathily, your tone playful and your voice light as you smiled at him.

you were a child of dionysus- you weren’t supposed to be a fighter, you were supposed to be an actress. but it made sense for you to go against the grain like that. you were an unpredictable, hotheaded, arrogant, theatrical girl… who could also somehow take him in a fight.

luke tried not to gawk at how your hair fell over your shoulder as you shook your head.

as much as he hated noticing it, your hair was really pretty.

it was probably one of his favourite things about you.

luke stared into your eyes as you spoke, his gaze unwavering as he admired your sheer confidence- even when downplaying yourself.

and there it was. the same feeling that had been fucking him over everyday for the past 2 months. a feeling that he was starting to get uncomfortably familiar with recently; fondness. admiration. adoration.

you were the moon. constant, yet always changing. bright, yet most comfortable surrounded by the confines of the dark.

you were his moon.

and you were beautiful.

‘ew, stop.’

luke didn’t appreciate the new soft spot he was harbouring for a certain dionysus girl. he hated how his heart was constantly making space for her. and he hated that his brain was just as complicit.

“i mean, you don’t need to ‘make up’ for anything. muscle isn’t really that important in a sword fight,” he said, crossing his arms as he finally pulled his eyes away from yours.

you nodded lightheartedly, idly running your hand through your hair as you turned your head away from his.

gods, he could watch you play with your hair all day if he could. of course, he’d prefer to play with it himself, but watching you do it was almost as good.

“hm. i guess you’re right,” you sighed, stuffing your hands into the pockets of your shorts lazily.

“anyways, sword fighting is way too much effort. i prefer throwing axes at people.”

luke smirked, rolling his eyes playfully and he looked over at you.

“i still can’t believe you’d choose an axe over a sword.” he couldn’t help but laugh a bit, “you’re so… eccentric.”

“what do you expect? mr. d is my dad,” you said playfully, earning a reluctant chuckle from luke.

“i guess i shouldn’t be surprised,” he replied. “but seriously, who chooses an axe as their primary weapon? why not a bow or something?”

you rolled you eyes, shaking your head at the boy in disagreement.

“the arrows are too flimsy. i prefer wielding something with a bit more weight,” you explained. luke shook his head in disbelief, chuckling dryly.

“you’re so weird… who else uses an axe for their weapon of choice?” he asked out of genuine curiosity, a hint of sarcasm laced in his tone.

“and don’t say something like ‘oh, tons of people’ or something.”

“oh, tons of people,” you repeated, mocking him playfully as you took your hands out of your pockets. you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, letting out a smug chuckle.

“shut up,” luke scoffed, his usual smirk plastered on his face.

gods, it felt like his feelings were becoming more evident by the minute. he was going insane.

‘you like her, don’t you?’

the thought popped into his head again.

‘shut it out, or else it’ll get awkward.’

he wasn’t about to ruin the fun you were having.

and besides, he didn’t like you. he couldn’t like you.

you were literally the daughter of the camp director. and you were insufferable. or… well- that’s a lie. you used to be insufferable.

it seemed as though age had provided you two with a new sense of maturity; letting your rivalry calm down and allowing you two to finally get along.

and as much as luke hated to admit it, he kinda liked getting to know you. he liked spending time with you. but he always did- that’s why you two spend so much time fighting, right?

luke was suddenly snapped out of his head by the sound of footsteps hitting the floor of the training grounds. he looked up to see your back as you walked away, his eyebrows furrowing at your silent departure.

“where are you going?” he called out.

you turned around quickly, quirking your head to the side.

“the campfire, obviously?” your said, your hands stuffed in your pockets again.

“aren’t you coming?” you asked, staring him down playfully with a friendly smile.

luke’s eyebrows rose, his body freezing as he thought it over.

‘she’s mocking you.’

‘no she isn’t- you’re the leader of the hermes cabin. you have to come to the campfires, dickhead.’

‘can’t be bothered, nah.’

“i have better things to do, thanks.”

He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest as he stood in the middle of the training grounds.

you raised your eyebrows, a little smirk emerging on your face.

“you sure? because as soon as the younger campers head back to their cabins, us older demigods are going down to the lake,” you said, crossing your arms to mirror his defensive stance.

“… and i’ve got a bottle of wine and half a bottle of vodka hidden under my bed,” you whispered as you took a step forwards, shooting him a mischievous wink.

vodka? that was enough to pull him in, even if they were supposed to have a little rivalry going. but then again, they were barley rivals anymore.

it’s not like he was big on drinking, but he was big on discarding his responsibilities- even if it was just for a few hours.

he paused for a moment, staring at you as he contemplated whether or not he should come to the campfire.

luke didn’t even care if you guys didn’t like each other that much, he still wanted to spend more time with you. besides, he didn’t see the problem in exploiting the way you guys were being a lot more civil to each other recently in order to get a little tipsy.

“yeah fine,” he mumbled, “i’ll come.”

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