5 Works by humanagain
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Marinette is still freaking out.
She sits on a bench in the locker room, staring at the crumpled post-it in her hand. The small, neat cursive has become slightly smudged, but she can clearly still make out the words you’re beautiful.
She jerks to attention at a tap on her shoulder, and she looks up to meet brilliant green eyes. “What do you have there, Marinette?” Adrien asks, a hint of a blush creeping up his face.
Marinette giggles uncomfortably and balls the post-it up in her hand.
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Adrien's hands are sore. Graphite is smudged down the side of his right hand, which is cramping. He doesn't put his pencil down, but rather, he grips it tighter. He needs to solve this.
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Adrien is losing control. -
The Fall of the Sun by demistories, humanagain
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan
10 Sep 2016
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Apollo is fantastic. He's hilarious and gorgeous and one of the best. He just makes mistakes occasionally. Whatever. Who cares? He’s a god, and gods can do anything. But for once, he’s actually getting punished for his behavior. So when he gets dumped in the middle of New York City, powerless and mortal, what is he going to do? You can check getting punched in the face off the list. Now he just has to fix his Oracle and get his immortality back. Easy. Right?
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Ethan sucks in a breath as his sight lands on the hunched figure in the center of the room. Luke is kneeling almost motionless, unblinking, head bent down and eyes trained on his trembling hands.
“Luke?” Ethan ventures cautiously, heart racing.
Luke raises his head to meet Ethan’s gaze, his expression more turbulent than the crashing waves outside the cabin. His jaw is set and a vein throbs at his temple, but his eyes are bleak and haunted.
Seeing Luke like this makes Ethan regret resurrecting Kronos. -
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Chat silently touches down on the rooftop, careful not to disturb the girl leaning on the railing. The sunset makes Marinette look like she’s glowing, and for all Chat is concerned, she is. A small smile plays across her lips and she rests her face in her hands.
“Hi, Princess,” he murmurs, even though she looks more like an angel. She starts and turns to him, wide-eyed, but then breaks into a dazzling grin.
“Hey,” she laughs. “What are you doing here?”
Chat shrugs. “I don’t know. I just wanted to talk.”
“About what?”
“Anything.” He wants to tell her who he is. But he can’t, so anything else will suffice for the moment.