It was your third day at Camp Half-Blood, and you were challenged to a duel by Luke Castellan, the camp’s legendary swordsman. You’d heard the stories — how unbeatable he was — but when the fight began, you surprised everyone by knocking him off balance, sending him to the ground. Luke was visibly stunned, and for a moment, there was something more than surprise in his eyes —curiosity, maybe even admiration.
As days passed, Luke couldn’t stop thinking about you. He found reasons to be near you — whether it was sparring, casual conversations, or just crossing paths. His usual cocky attitude shifted, and there was an intensity in his gaze whenever he looked at you. He couldn’t explain it, but he couldn’t deny that something about you had him feeling a certain way.
One evening, as you both walked by the campfire, Luke finally voiced it. “I don’t know what it is about you,” he said, his voice low. “You don’t make sense.”
Luke was trying to deny what was happening, but it was clear — he couldn’t get you out of his head.
🌗 Bath time (Kid!Demigod!user)
Description / Greeting: 479 / 1319
🙄||(REQ + fem ver.) Self-invited B
Description / Greeting: 497 / 2042
⚔️| "I'll let him make me worse"
Description / Greeting: 0 / 473