💗🩰🧠━━ In which Nicoletta Rossi's curved fingers marked a tombed heart. Her only hope is that it isn't the one she loves.
"Fem!Oc X Percy Jackson!"
"The Titans Curse/The Battle of The Labyrinth!"
Started: 9/7/21
Finished: TBD
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( she talks in prose )
SOMETIMES NICOLETTA WONDERED IF PERCY KNEW HOW ATTRACTIVE HE WAS. Like, if she had to make a list of the cutest guys she had every laid eyes on, he'd be pretty high up. But, the way he acts sometimes makes it seem like he was completely oblivious to his, um, well, superiority in body structure.
He was as gritty and earthy as the dirt embedded under her nails, something that stressed her to no return, but the way he strutted on that dirtpath, while they were practically hostages, a deathly smirk on his face, and Orthus growling and sniffing at his legs Nicoletta knew she completely, and irrevocably had a tiny, tinycrush on Percy Jackson. She wanted to die.
there was no denying it now, the way her heart sped up to a mad and demented pulse, bringing her damn near a heart attack whenever he smiled at her or said her name with his beautiful lips, ones she could fantasize about for a lifetime but would never admit to anyone, the way she blushed so deeply whenever his sea green eyes bored into hers, endless oceans and possibilities in his gorgeous pupils, the way she had to clutch her hands into fists so tight they drew her crimson blood, a figment of the way her heart bleeds whenever she heard his Godsforsaken voice, the way her skin burns whenever it touches his tanned exposure; he's made her crazy, absolutely driven her insane but she's addicted to the feeling.
It was near a hundred degrees where they were, but with how close Nicoletta was to him, she thought that she was actually burning, an absolute flame that started in her stomach, reaching the tip of her nose and her fingers. It was so bad that she had to resort to sucking on her lips, trying to relieve the scorching sensation she felt.
"Drachma for your thoughts?" Oh no. His voice. His smirk.
One breath. Two.
She couldn't look at him, she couldn't. He knew there was something off about her, only making the growing pit in her stomach worse.
"I- well," She let out a nervous laugh. Just now realizing how disgustingly dirty she looked, probably repulsing him. She ran a wild hand through her hair several times, trying to get rid of any knots. While doing that her finger got dangerously stuck, to the point where her whole hand was tangled in her hair. She felt like breaking down into tears, acid tears that would burn and burn and save her from this torment. Where's Aphrodite when you need her, huh? "I'm, haha, you see-"
Get it together, Nicoletta. Please, for his sake. Her foot shook slightly as she stepped on a porch, ripping her hand out of her hair, hoping for a miracle to save her from Percy's torrid presence and annoyingly attractive smile. Thank the Gods for the country cowherd.
