ivy; walker scobell imagines

hestia's daughter has my heart

a/n: by the way, im using the series characters, not the books! you are welcome to imagine the book characters, but since it's walker's percy, it feels fit that they all be from the show!

requested by: JulzLovDraco4Eva

triggers: idk possesiveness? manipulation?  

summary: luke likes you and is jealous of your relationship with percy. he want you to himself!! (yum toxic masculinity my favorite snack)

background info about you: you are a daughter of hestia (just for this story) and percy's girlfriend. you are friends with annabeth and grover. 

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y/n's pov: 

"ok, i'm going to go, i have a date with percy," you tell annabeth, straightening the flower crown in your hair. 

you'd just had two hours of free time and grover had proposed that you three make flower crowns, so now an asymmetrical symbol of your friendship rests on your hair. if percy could see you right now, in the light of the setting sun, the gold flecks in your eyes sparkling, he'd say you looked like a goddess. you wave goodbye to your friends and head off down the beaten path to the beach. you're almost there when luke pops out behind you. he does this a lot, he's really friendly. 

"hey, princess, wow, you look hot," he smirks. 

"oh! thank you?" you say. 

something feels a little off. 

"here, i made this necklace for you at the crafts center," luke says, showing you a necklace. 

it doesn't really look like he made it at the crafts table. it's a cord, with a little gemstone on the end. what looks like a pink opal. it twinkles almost sinisterly. 

"can i put it on for you?" he asks.

you nod, shaking off the weird feeling. he lifts your hair, temporarily displacing the flower crown, you adjust it as he slips the necklace around your neck, hooking it at the back. he puts your hair down and his hand rests on your shoulder. it's warm and comforting. you don't want him to take it back. you turn towards him and give him an admiring smile. he grins, his eyes sparkling. 

then, offering his hand, he says, "shall we, m'lady?" 

you giggle, lacing your fingers together and let him lead you back in the direction you came. 

-- time skip brought to you by my delusions

"have you seen y/n?" percy asks annabeth. 

"what d'you mean, didn't you guys have a date last night?" 

"i mean, we were supposed to, that was the plan, but she didn't show." 

"didn't show?!" grover says, mouth full of a diet coke can. 

"mhmm," percy fiddles with riptide, tapping it on the picnic table. 

"that's really weird," annabeth murmurs, "like next level weird, she never misses your dates, she goes early and everything."

"i know, but i just thought she'd fallen asleep or something? she's been really tired lately...," percy responds.