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santa fe from newsies is a luke castellan song in this essay i will

Family Luke, you promised…

fanart cred @/silima!!

Phillipa Soo as May Castellan!!! She would be perfect for the role of the mother of Luke Castellan!!!

STOP THEY'RE ALL BABIES

MY BABIES

Age accurate Annabeth, Thalia, and Luke 🥺

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title : “you weren’t supposed to find out this way..”

warnings : none!!

luke castellan + reader

a/n : yes a sad imagine for my first post 😣

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you weren’t supposed to find out this way, luke had never planned for you to find out this way, to see him completely flip out on percy, to see him such a wreck. you were supposed to find out with him talking to you about it saying something among the lines of “i want you to join me.” but instead you found out is such a horrible heart wrecking way.

you were just following annabeth since clarisse (gf mentioned) had gone to her cabin which a few friends completely uninterested in celebrating percy who she envied, you heard a loud yell of pain with the sound of metal clashing looking at annabeth you two quickened your pace when you saw percy and luke fighting? you were confused until you heard Luke trying to convince percy to leave camp with him ‘why would luke want to leave camp??’ your thoughts consumed of the possibilities for answers but that was when luke raised his sword at percy and you knew you had to speak up and save him despite being lost for words your tounge almost incapable of moving you let out the name of the boy who had left you confused. “luke?”

it was barley audible but loud enough for both percy and luke to turn their heads to annabeth and you luke’s eyes had softened in realization the beings that meant so dearly to him bringing him back from his outburst. “annabeth..”

was the first thing he said before looking to see you the tears were brimmed in your eyes just like his (TWININGGG) his demeanor was changed from before when you found the two boys fighting “we heard everything.”

annabeth spoke her voice rough her tone so different from how she would normally use to the boy who practically raised her and cared for her, her older brother. lukes attention drew to you once again seeing the hurt expression

“sweetheart..” he let out stepping closer to you to which you backed up from him in fear as he reached his hand out to you. a tear escaped from his soft brown eyes realizing that his worst nightmare had come true. his girlfriend and his darling little sister were afraid of him, annabeth looked at you before going to percy helping him.

“you weren’t supposed to find out this way.” his voice breaking he wanted to come closer to you but stopped himself seeing how fearful you were without saying it he could just see it in your eyes, the way your beautiful eyes that he loved staring into had trailed over his face, orbs shaking he hated seeing you like that. he rarely ever did but when you were it hurt to see but this time was different from those other times, instead of you being afraid of the wars you were scared of him.

“i trusted you luke.” you let out and hearing those words it was like a punch in the gut he regretted not telling you sooner like he planned. “was everything you said a lie? is this relationship a lie? do you even love me?” hearing your heart broken voice shattered him to pieces he was disappointed in himself for making you doubt his love for you.

“no, no.. baby of course i love you i only ever lied to you about this i promise. i’m so sorry.” he cried only getting closer to you without realizing it. he had brought up a hand to your cheek running his thumb over the soft skin looking down at you he knew what he soon had to do and it pained him to leave like this he wanted to beg for you to come with him, beg for your forgiveness, beg for you to join him but it was no use seeing the fear and hurt in your eyes he knew he cut you too deep. he turned his attention from you to annabeth who was currently holding percy up his arm around around her waist luke took a deep breath.

“i love you.” he brought a soft kiss to your temple before he was gone, he ran off inside the portal he opened leaving you hurt and upset.

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a/n: i literally hate this but kinda love it, dk how to feel. i didn’t know how to end this so sorry if its bad but hope you enjoyed! and feel free to give feedback back !!

this scene broke me m still in shock, leah, walker and charlie acted SO WELL in this scene like rent was DUE

Luke Castellan/Charlie Bushnell Masterlist

Smut-❤️‍🔥 Fluff-💗 Angst-💔

Text messages between Reader and Luke while Luke is betraying the camp💗

Empty Cabin❤️‍🔥

Secrets💗

A trip to Greece💗

more coming soon!

Text messages between Reader and Luke while Luke is betraying the camp

Luke castellan x Fem!reader

reader is lowk dyslexic ngl..

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My first messages au typa thing don’t kill me also my first time doing a sad type of story 😛 bye baddies

A Trip to Greece

Charlie bushnell x Fem!Black!Reader

Fluff

Desc: Group trip w Dior,Luke,Walker,Aryan,Leah and etc.

WARNING: under the line is some slightly sexual remarks and Andrew being a hype man

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Y/n posted,

Y/n.y/l/n at the airport W gng but I had to take all the pics cuz I’m a photographer 😔

Leah.sava.Jeffries GIRL WDYM U HAD TO TAKE THE PHOTOS U WOULDNT LET US TAKE THE PHOTOS

⤴️y/n.y/l/n idk what ur talking abt girly pop

Charlie.bushnell I’m so sad I didn’t get a lot of pics of my fav girl at the airport

⤴️Andrew.Alvarez your so whipped

⤴️y/n.y/l/n your so single

⤴️Andrew.Alvarez your so mean bru 😭

Charlie.bushnell posted,

Charlie.busnell 😍😍😍

Tagged y/n.y/l/n

Y/n.y/l/n ik I’m beautiful 😌

Dior.Goodjohn MEOOWWWWW MEOWWW

⤴️Charlie.bushnell that’s my girl chill

⤴️Dior.Goodjohn shes Boutta be mine

Leah.sava.Jeffries SO BEAUTIFUL SO PRETTY JUST LOOKING LIKE A WOW

⤴️y/n.y/l/n TY BAEEEE

Dior.Goodjohn posted,

Dior.Goodjohn just wanted to say thanks for being my friends for all these years ❤️

tagged y/n.y/l/n

Y/n.y/l/n ty for being my bsf since kindergarten and taking me on this trip W u guys❤️❤️

⤴️Dior.Goodjohn Ofc❤️❤️

Charlie.Bushnell let me just save that photo 😍

⤴️Walker.Scobell creep.

⤴️Charlie.Bushnell let me love my bae in peace😭

Y/n.y/l/n posted on her story,

Desc: do you guys hear that purring?…

In the Gc

Leah: erm y/n what what that on ur story 🌚

Y/n: idk what ur talking abt

Charlie: sureeeeeeee 😉

Y/n: shut uppppp 🙄

Dior: y/n that story is so down bad ngl

Y/n: you guys are delusional I don’t know what your talking abt

Aryan: that was a very inappropriate story missy

Walker: ew Aryan don’t ever say missy again 🤮

Also do we want it to be abt Charlie bushnell or Luke castellan 🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️

Secrets 👀

Charlie Bushnell x black!fem!reader

Social media au!

desc: everyone’s trying to figure out if your dating Luke 🤷🏽‍♀️

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Y/N posted on her story

Seen by, Charlie.bushnell,Dior Goodjohn and 784K others

Charlie.bushnell posted,

Charlie.Bushnell Happy bday to this gremlin I guess 🙄

Tagged: y.n

Comments ⬇️

y.n WHY DID YOU USE THAT PHOTOO😭

⤴️ Charlie Bushnell it looks fine bruhhh

⤴️Dior.GoodJohn YOU LOOK AMAZING POOKIE

⤴️ y.n TY BABES

Walker.Scobell gremlin is crazy 💀

⤴️ y.n ikr my feels are hurt 😭😔

Charliexyn Charlie’s got a crushhh

⤴️Leah.Saha.Jeffries THATS WHAT I SAIDD

⤴️Charlie.bushnell 🤷🏻

Y.n Posted,

Y.n someone tell Charlie to stop splashing me bro

Tagged Charlie.Bushnell

Comments⬇️

Dior.GoodJohn why you guys there w/o me 😔

⤴️ Charlie.Bushnell it was last minute to be fair

Walker.Scobell Charlie and y/n are hanging out a lot 🤔

⤴️y.n yea bcuz we r like bsfs

⤴️Charlie.Bushnell yea what the gremlin said

⤴️Aryan.Simhadri that’s acc dissing 💀

Leah.sava.Jeffries PLEASE START DATING

⤴️y.n @charlie.bushnell if your down I’m down🤷🏽‍♀️

⤴️Charlie.bushnell I’m down 🤷🏻

⤴️Charliexyn NO WAYYYYYY

Charlie.Bushnell posted,

Charlie.bushnell w bae

Comments⬇️

Comments are limited

Y.n 💕

Charlie.bushnell ❤️

In the gc

Leah- UHM Y/N AND CHARLIE IS IT TRUE

Charlie- yea 🤷🏻

Dior- OMMGGG YESS FINALLY WALKER YOU OWE ME 10$

Walker- whatever 🙄

Walker sent Dior 10$

Charlie- you bet on us??

Aryan- well yea u guys are always flirting so it was bound to happen

Leah- wait where’s Y/n?

Charlie shared a photo

Dior- AWWW SHES ASLEEP IN YOUR BED

Leah-CUTIE PATOOTIES

Aryan- I think u should go get her a shirt

Charlie- nah I like her with out it

Walker- AYOO

Charlie- k I’m gonna go

Y.n posted to her story,

Seen by Charlie.Bushnell, Walker.Scobell and 248k others

Desc: my baby 💕

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THE ENDDDD

Bro I want him so bad…

Empty cabin

Luke Castellan x Aphrodite!Reader

WARNINGS: not established relations, Smut, oral (r receiving), grover walking in on them.

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It all started with a few looks across the campfire, looks turned into smiles, smiles turned into following like into an empty cabin.

All the campers of the cabin are at the nightly campfire and you and Luke, we’ll you guys are making out on a random bed of a cabin number you forgot a while ago.

Your on his lap kissing him willingly and his hands are creeping under your shirt getting closer and closer to your chest,

You guys finally part from each others faces and when you do, you just look at each other and smile, it made you happy to know you long time crush since you were 15 liked you back.

It was relieving to finally be in his arm, in a swift motion you were on your back on the bed and Luke was giving you kisses on your stomach and making his way down,

as he’s getting closer to you heat he begins to in button your Jean shorts that fit you so well, and finally zipping them down he drags them off you and stares in awe at your lacy panties,

“wore these just f’me?” He says with a cocky smile and a raspy voice.

You start to feel your face heat up, the truth is, you did wear them for him, you weren’t sure if you were gonna end up doing this with him but you did, just in case ;)

he eventually dives in between your carefully taking of your panties and when he does, he goes to town.

Your a moaning mess, tugging at his curly black hair and anything else around you.

As you tug at his hair, his finger nails tigging into the skin of you thighs and the rugs of his hair makes him groan in pleasure.

Soon enough you feel a knot on your stomach, “fuck..yes Right there!” You say desperately basically whispering it to yourself but Luke still heard,

“OH MY GODS” you hear, it was Grover… you both scoter apart from each other and you grab the sheets attempting to cover yourself

“UHM ILL JUST GO IM SO SO SORRY” he says as he rushes out as he’s covering his eyes,

“I-I should go I’ll see you later?” You say rushing to put on your clothes,

as you turn to look at Luke he’s slightly smirking “definitely” he says and kissed you goodbye as your basically running out the room trying to explain the situation to Grover.

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THATS ITTTT please don’t be afraid to give me request I need ideas 🙏🏾🙏🏾

Luke Castellan is my Coriolanus Snow, he always has been.

i am going to raise hell if my man doesn’t get the coriolanus snow treatment on this app. i am so serious.

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.”

EL TANGO DE ROXANNE

Summary: Luke Castellan, son of Hermes, finds himself longing for someone he knows he cannot have. Y/N L/N, daughter of Ares, girlfriend of Felix Greenwood. Felix is toxic to Y/N, but they describe their love to everyone as 'complicated', hiding the ugly truth behind their facade. Passion, Jealousy, Anger and Betrayal. Luke feels cursed by the gods above, it drives him mad.

Warnings: angst (lots of it), fluff, unrequited love, pining, lovesick!luke, slight cheating, toxic relationship (not with luke), manipulative oc, panic attacks, swearing, references to moulin rouge, smut in upcoming chapters, sexual tension, jealousy, mentions of death, fighting.

Starring, Charlie Bushnell as Luke Castellan.

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return."

Starring, You as Y/N L/N.

"Love makes us act like we are fools. Throw our lives away, for one happy day."

AN UPCOMING FANFIC, NOT OUT YET!!! TAGLIST IS OPEN!

are you ready for it? ;)