ask : could I request a Percy one too? where the reader and Percy are together and she’s a daughter of Zeus, Zeus and Poseidon are going into war, and she has to fight against Percy? can you make it angsty but fluff at the end?
hopefully this lives up to your expectations !! I really like this one for some reason so enjoy !
warning : maybe like one swear (I’m not even gonna sugar coat it you guys should know I’m a heavy swearer by now I literally have almost no filter like I’m semi- nice but like swearing nice you feel me??)
You glared at the sky. The one time your father could let you down easily.
And of course he doesn’t.
“Someone has to win!” Nike screeched, and you and your boyfriend, Percy, stood about ten yards away from each other in an arena.
Zeus and Poseidon just had to fight.
“I’m not fighting her.” Percy tensed, his voice soft. His expression didn’t match. His sea green eyes were glaring at you, his fingers white from holding Riptide tightly in his hand.
“Yeah, I’m not fighting him.” You agreed, but you fought the urge to choke out your boyfriend. You looked in the crowd, seeing all of Camp Half Blood. Your fingers thumbed the small gold coin in your hand, and you resisted flipping it and attacking Percy.
“SOMEONE HAS TO WIN!!” Nike’s aura flowed through your veins.
“Someone has to win.” You and Percy repeated simultaneously, matching glares. Flipping the coin, it landed in your hand as an imperial gold sword, that you wielded without effort. Something in the back of your mind screamed at you to stop, but your subconscious ignored it for you.
“GUYS STOP!!” Piper’s voice shouted, and your mind cleared for a while, your hand wavering. Percy became less tense. But as fast as Nike’s hold on you two dispelled, it came right back.
“SILENCE DAUGHTER OF APHRODITE. SOMEONE MUST WIN!” Nike screeched. That was enough for Percy. He charged at you, attaching quickly. Blow for blow, you blocked every single one, the need for victory running like poison through your veins.
But where you were faster, Percy was stronger. Bronze clashed against gold, the impact leaving a ringing noise loud enough for someone to hear all the way in Boston.
Growling, Percy knocked you off your feet, pinning you to the ground. His sword was pressed against your neck, every second he pushed it against your neck more. You screamed in a mix of rage and pain, dark clouds taking up the bright summer sky.
Thunder boomed, and you lashed out, tackling Percy and swinging at him a few times. He used the pouring rain to his advantage, the harsh and extremely quick water pelting against you, shoving you off of him.
Static electricity burned inside you, and it arced in long, white bolts, attacking Percy. Percy fell to his knees, burn marks littering his skin. He stood up again, and your swords clashed again.
It went on for a while, minor and major injuries being exchanged between the two, nobody brave enough to break up the power couple.
You jumped, your legs wrapping around your boyfriends neck before you flipped him over. He groaned, grabbing your legs and slamming you onto the ground. The wind was knocked out of you. You coughed blood, knocking your boyfriend in the mouth with your elbow.
Your eyes cleared.
“Percy?” Pain rushed through you in constant waves. His eyes were clouded, and he charged at you again. You screamed, skidding back, getting to your feet, and bolting, ignoring your probably broken ankle.
“PERCY STOP!!” You screamed in horror, your back against a wall in the arena. He brought his sword down, and you deflected it, knocking it out of his hands. Your bloodied hand grabbed the front of his shirt.
Struggling in your grasp, Percy glared at you. You ignored it, tugging him down forcefully, pressing your lips against his. Slowly but surely he came back to you, and he pulled away.
“Shit-” You winced, looking at Percy.
“Look at you.” He responded. You both did a lot of damage to each other. In relief, you threw your arms around your boyfriend, the storm clouds clearing in the sky.
“Percy, I’m so sorry, I-” You clutched his tattered camp shirt in your fists, your head hanging. Knots tied in your stomach. “I almost killed you.” With a voice barely above a whisper, your watery e/c eyes looked up up at Percy’s sea green eyes.
“I should be saying sorry. I almost killed you.” He pulled you into an embrace, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“Yeah we get it. You two are powerful. You can kill each other. Whoop de do.” Nico twirled his finger in the air, before jerking his thumb back to Will.
“Yeah, um. For what you guys did, that’s at least ten days in the Infirmary. Doctors orders.” Will looked worriedly at the both of you.
“Will I’m fine-” Percy started.
“Doctors orders Jackson.” Will argued, and you laughed slightly, leaning up and pressing a kiss to Percy’s cheek.
Let’s just say Will was very busy for the next ten days.- Nezzie