─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆ ❛ Here we are at the end of the world, waiting for the sky to break into flames─but we are together, as if the stars had aligned. ❜ Percy Jackson never thought he would fall in love with a traitor. [completed - editing] [p.jackson x male!oc] [en español: hauntfyre]

in which rachel dare was a warrior, and ingrid reid couldn't help but admire that. ( published 06.08.20 ) ( rachel dare x fem!oc ) ( heroes of olympus ) ( status : ongoing )

[Elapse] 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘣. 𝘛𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘺 Six years ago. Percy was naive. Innocent. Inexperienced. Uneducated. Twelve years old. Annabeth was eager. Clueless. Anxious. Ready for a quest. Twelve years old. But now? Eighteen-year-old Annabeth Chase and Percy Jackson are tired. Fed up. And madly in love. So, what better time to mess their lives up some more? Percy and Annabeth are swept back in time, where they face danger, old friends, and endless surprises. And they have to set things right before it's too late. Cover | @prettywheeler [ COMPLETED ]

" it's that heart of gold , & stardust soul that makes her beautiful . " ( discontinued ) ✮ jason grace x oc piper mclean x oc ( the lost hero ) Book 1 in the Heroes series started : ( 27th February 2019 ) finished: ( tbd )

Holly mistakenly thought that witnessing her older sister's death was the hardest thing she'd ever have to go through. She oh so foolishly believed that she could live the rest of her life trying her hardest to get over said tragic death and just... live. Of course, she had to be born as a demigod, and, of course, she had to get issued a quest. And, oh so like the tragedies before her and the tragedies that won't stop with her, she sees worse. ⋆ Or, where Holly has to get over her resentment towards the gods for the good of humanity. ( pre percy jackson era. )

Astri has lived eleven hundred unhappy years. As a half-blood daughter of Poseidon, she has known pain, fear, power, and helplessness. As well as resentment, anger, and hatred. But she has never let that get in the way of succeeding on the journies she's given. At the age of eleven hundred and sixty-nine, just when she has resigned from the world of the gods and had hoped for some peace, she is roped into the major, catastrophic messes of the gods. Given the task of watching out for her brother, Percy Jackson, she's taken on adventures she hasn't been on in centuries. Adventures rich in danger, doubt, and self-discovery. - "That's the thing, isn't it? We don't know the whims of the gods, the knittings of the fates. You will just have to trust in them, my dear. Believe in what you're doing. Because, after all, it is all just... a leap of faith."

𝗘𝗚𝗬𝗣𝗧'𝗦 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘 | ❛ 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀? ❜ Bolita Zhao is cursed. At least, if her grandmother's stories have any truth she is. According to family legends, there's an angry fire in her soul, all because she's the first born child of the sixth generation. And apparently, it's all true - proved by witnessing the release of Egyptian gods. ( carter kane x fem!oc ) ( red pyramid - serpents shadow ) ( apart of the "saviors" universe ) ( started ;; 5 april 2020 ) ( ended ;; not complete )

Run. That's all Percy Jackson can do. Run. Run away from home. Run away from family. Run away from Annabeth. Scared. Alone. Desperate. Until found by a certain group calls the Avengers. Found in an alley, barely alive, bruised and stabbed in multiple places. When Nyx haunts Percy for revenge, Percy fights for the safety of the Avengers and fellow campers. What he doesn't know is that Nyx doesn't want any one killed. Only him.

9AM. Wake up. 10AM. Eat. 11AM. Curse lungs for not being good lungs. 12NN. Eat. 1PM. Read a book. 3PM. Enviously look out of the window to see the usual group of friends hang out. 4PM. Decrease life further by shitting on lungs through cigarettes. 6PM. Curse (again) life and it's doucheyness. 7PM. Eat. 8PM. Sleep. Repeat. Frank Zhang is dead. Well, specifically, dying, but still dead, considering that he will be in three months. As the remaining days of his life become thinner and thinner, he is left to face his end with a monotonous routine (often filled with fits of rage here and there) and a three month supply of Cheetos. But once a wild-haired stranger with golden eyes disrupts his routine, and invade his dreams, will Frank be willing to put everything on hold?