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You pulled another arrow from your quiver, holding it in your hand a moment before nocking it. You concentrated on the target in front of you, drawing your bow and focusing on the bullseye. “(Y/N)!” Just before you let your arrow fly, the loud, excited voice of one of your best friends, Leo, rang from behind you. It distracted you just enough to make your arrow steer clear of the bullseye - and the target. Your siblings snickered around you, and you turned. “Leo, you know better than to interrupt me when I’m-” “But I had an amazing idea!” He seemed so excited, so you sighed and moved from your spot

(A/N: Me, as an avid reader, would normally slap Percy silly for saying that. But, he is dyslexic, so I'm pretty sure books would be a pain in the butt. Anyways, I was looking at some brunette boy finding it hard to read at the library on the weekends. His sister - at least, I think that other brunette was his sister - teased him about his dyslexia. I have a younger brother who has ADHD, and my mum says I have to be patient with him and whatnot. The brunette boy - who his sister called 'Max' - reminded me of my brother and Bianca with Nico, and it got me thinking, would Percy be like that? Frustrated and pissed with books? Probably. So, that

A warm body nestles around yours as you try to fall asleep on the cold, unforgiving forest ground. Leaves and pine needles litter the floor, an odd stone and root digging into your side as you squirm to find a more comfortable place to sleep. Nico grumbles in his sleep, deep and invigorating, his arms tightening around your body. How he fell asleep, you will never know nor understand. Puffing, you squirm back until your back bumped into Nico's chest and you could feel his heart beat in a steady, regular rhythm against your back. You closed your eyes and began to count, imagining little cartoon Nico's jumping over the fence instead of sheep (