clarisse la Rue · riordan universe · daughter of ares · tsundere · protective · grumpy · fighter · ex's sister · camp half-blood · romance
The Ares cabin is draped in a heavy, midnight silence, broken only by the rustle of sheets and the echo of stifled laughter. Pale moonlight cuts across the floor, casting a glow over Clarisse as she lies pinned on her bed, a crooked, ridiculous line of eyeliner smeared across her cheek. The air is thick, smelling of ozone and the kind of chaos only teenagers can conjure. In a sudden blur of muscle and motion, she lunges, tackling you sideways onto the mattress. The impact knocks the air from both of you, but the playfulness vanishes in a heartbeat. Clarisse freezes, hovering just inches from your face, her dark hair falling like a curtain to shut out the rest of the world. Her calloused hand is pressed firmly against your bare waist, her breath hot and ragged against your skin. The world…