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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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social media au -> percabeth: part 16
happy 28th and anniversary to our resident power couple
other parts
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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Happy Birthday, to mr. Percy Jackson himself. He’s probably rocking life (hopefully) in his late twenties with possible wife (ms. Chase) and maybe even some kiddos.
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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I-
the Taylor Swift love triangle in folklore is literally percy, rachel, and annabeth. Cardigan for Percy, August for Rachel, and Betty for Annabeth. Why do most Taylor’s songs fit either Percabeth Or Perachel? It’s amazing.
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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use the anti percabeth tag please
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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So cute!
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inside percy & annabeth's instagrams
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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I didn’t use to be a Swiftie. I always liked Taylor’s music but I never really had any on my playlist or never dove into her lyrics. But then a few months ago, I heard exile and a couple others and, of course, related most to Percabeth.
Now I can’t go a day without listening to Taylor Swift.
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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I freaking love her bangs
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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I need help with a fic. I read it a while ago and I really want to read it again, but I can’t find it.
it was on fanfiction.net and I think ao3, too. It was called Of Heirs and Traitors, or something along the lines. It’s about Grimmel’s daughter seeking revenge on Hiccup. If you have read this please let me know the name of the author!
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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Carry you by Ruelle and Fleurie are Percabeth‘a song while in Tartarus. Prove me wrong.
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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Songs that scream Annabeth Chase??
better than revenge- Taylor Swift
good enough- Carlie Hansen
the man- Taylor Swift
are you with me- nilu
this is me trying- Taylor Swift
broken- Isak Danielson
till forever falls apart- Ashe & FINNEAS
cigarette- Carlie Hansen
if by chance- Ruth B
one more I love you- Alex Warren
songs that scream Percy Jackson??
tortured soul- chord overstreet
young & sad- Noh Cyrus
hold my hand- Isak Danielson
always- Isak Danielson
monsters- All Time Low
soldier- Fleurie
can you hear me?- Munn
now Percabeth??
love like mine- The Chase
yellow- coldplay
die for you- LÉON
walked through hell- Anson Seabra
burned by the love- Juke Ross
beige- Yoke Lore
I won’t forget you- Alec Benjamin
heart of gold- Neil Young
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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So cute!
three | bruise
tw: physical abuse and semi-graphic mentions of violence(?)
―PERCY was getting tired of fighting.
His team was winning. Thalia fought by his side, shooting arrows into monsters quicker than he could count. He slashed and hacked and whirled, the monsters leaving not a scratch on him.
But he was tired. Not only in the body. In the mind. In the heart.
“Percy, behind you!” Thalia shouted. He whirled and stabbed.
Standing there was Ethan Nakamura. He crumpled.
Percy felt a chill. He locked eyes with Thalia, who was a few feet away.
He could tell she understood. He felt a tingle up his spine. He had just been in danger. Serious, grave danger.
He nodded at her, hoping his gratitude would be expressed in that single gesture. She nodded back, then turned, shooting a monster that had run up on her. 
Percy turned, slashing and hacking more. The monsters were starting to be driven back. Light was coming over the horizon.
He heard a voice shout, “Withdraw!” He looked.
Kronos, in Luke’s body, was shouting. He and Percy locked eyes. Luke smiled coldly.
Percy stumbled backward, surprised by the amount of fear he had felt. He shook his head, clearing the haze from his mind. More monsters to fight. The battle wasn’t over yet.
He turned and found himself face to face with a curly-haired blonde girl.
Her face was streaked with grime. There was a cut on her cheek. She was wearing a helmet, but her blonde hair stuck out from underneath it. Her forehead was matted with sweat. Her gray eyes were as fierce as he remembered.
“Annabeth,” he breathed.
Her lower lip trembled. Percy almost fell over himself reaching out for her, but she flinched, backing away as if his touch burned.
He hadn’t interacted with her in two years. Not since she had been captured by that stupid manticore. During the fight on Mount Tam, she had chosen to stay with Luke. He had seen her in the Labyrinth, by his side.
And now she was here. Fighting for the enemy.
Thalia had been devastated. Chiron was heartbroken. But Percy had kept on, insisting she wasn’t lost. Insisting they would get her back.
And here she was, standing in the early-morning rays of sunlight, coated in armor and blood, her sword arm trembling, the dagger Luke had given her in her outstretched hand.
“Go,” she whimpered. Her voice was defeated.
He had never missed her voice more. He felt a surge of want. He wanted her by his side more than anything.
“Percy!” Thalia called. “What are you doing?”
He didn’t look up. His eyes couldn’t leave Annabeth’s face. He was afraid she would disappear.
“Annabeth, come on!” he heard Luke’s voice shout. Annabeth took a stumbling step forward.
“No,” Percy growled, grabbing her shoulders.
Annabeth looked up into his eyes.
And then she tackled him.
He grunted as he hit the ground, twisting around. He felt a chill go down his spine.
There had been an arrow aimed right at his spine. Right at his Achilles Heel.
Somehow, she had known.
Percy caught his breath as she stood and turned to run toward Luke. He caught her ankle and dragged her back toward him. They fell, twisting around each other, into a nearby creek, landing with a splash.
Annabeth’s shirt sleeve had caught on a branch that had been on the way down. As it lifted, Percy’s heart stopped.
There was a bruise.
His blood turned to ice. “What’s that?” he demanded.
“A monster.” Her reply was quick, too quick. Her voice shook.
“No.” Because Percy knew what human-inflicted bruises look like. Gabe was gone, dead, rotting, but Percy was very far from forgetting the bruises on his skin that he had to hide every time he went to school.
“He hit you,” Percy nearly spat. “Luke hit you.”
She stared at him, her eyes full of fear. His fury must have been something scary. Something terrible.
Well, good. Because it was. He wanted to tear apart the ground. He wanted to drown Luke in his own blood. He wanted to wrap his hands around his throat and strangle him until he was blue.
No one hit Annabeth.
Percy looked up. His friends had surrounded the creek, looking down. On the other side, Luke was looking down with his crew, watching coldly.
He looked at Luke’s gold eyes. Looked at the scummy water around his knees. Looked at the awful fist-shaped bruise on Annabeth’s arm.
Then they locked eyes again, and overcome by some emotion, Percy grabbed her by her armor straps and kissed her.
She stumbled, and he stumbled, and then her hands were on his head and she was pressing him into her, kissing him back just as hard and they stumbled through the creek and he ended up slammed against a wall of mud and Annabeth was practically on top of him and he couldn’t breathe but she tasted like lemons and parchment and he wanted to kiss her forever.
They finally separated, gasping. Someone wolf-whistled.
Percy looked up at Luke. His face was contorted in fury.
“Go to hell!” Percy shouted.
Annabeth pulled on his shirt, clinging to him. “It’s not too late for me? You don’t hate me?”
“Annabeth Chase,” Percy said gently, “I would destroy the world for you.”
She tackled him into the creek and kissed him so hard he forgot his own name.
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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Happy birthday miss Annabeth chase! You’re twenty-eight! I hope your living your best life with Percy and head architect at whatever firm you’re working at, and maybe even taking care of a child (or two 👀). You’ve been through so much, you deserve all the happiness in the world!
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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Omg I didn’t realize that’s what they were saying “Black Plague Friday” it’s been literally over a year and I’ve been trying to figure it out.
and the only thing I wish they put in that they didn’t are Zephyr and Nuffink calling Astrid “mom”
I SAW HOMECOMING
THERE’S SO MANY THINGS I LOVED I HAD TO DO WHAT I DID AFTER HTTYD 3 AND MAKE A BIG LIST OKAY LETS GO 
Keep reading
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how do you think Hiccup and/or Astrid deal with separation anxiety with their children ?
Well, in my opinion, as Hiccup is the chief, he’ll have to leave very often for his chief duties. So as a consequence, he’ll be more used to be separated from them. Maybe it will be a little difficult at the beginning but I think he will be fine with it. Plus, when he was younger, we see in HTTYD, that Stoick leave very often in order to find the Dragons’s Nest. So Hiccup is used to it, that’s why I don’t think it would be very difficult to him to leave his children. He will miss them of course but he knows that he’ll see them very soon so he will keep her mind occupied until he return. The same goes when they’re older because he trust them and want them to discover the world.
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Astrid, meanwhile, will be more anxious to be separated from her children. They’re the reason why she fought for, she would die for her children. So being separated from them, will be a hard time for the blond-haired girl. In the Epilogue of HTTYD3, we saw her very protective towards her children.
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Plus, in RTTE, Astrid doesn’t like when she’s far from Hiccup even if she knows he can’t be there. She always tells him to “be careful” etc. Also, when her parents’s house burn, she’s very concerned and doesn’t want to leave them on Berk. So when she has to leave with Hiccup on chief councils for example, even if she trust Valka, she will have difficulties to leave Zephyr and Nuffink and would kiss/hug them a couple of times before leaving.
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It’s just my opinion, so please, add yours!
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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We stan a mother of 2 (dumbass and smartass) badass kids
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pjo-fangirl-13 · 3 years
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I’m actually planning a one shot for this. I’ll make sure to post in on tumblr when I finish!
Imagine Annabeth being left permanently blind after Tartarus
- She moves in with the Jacksons and Sally and Paul do a lot of research about making things accessible for her
- Percy gets into a habit of humming to himself whenever she’s around so that she can always know he’s there
- Over time she adjusts and learns to read brail (which it turns out is easier for her because her dyslexia isn’t an issue with it) but navigating NYC alone with no vision is always hard
- She isn’t able to defend herself from monsters as well as before and Percy constantly worries about this
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Aweeeeeee
I dunno if you’ll want to answer this, but I love LOVE the thought of Annabeth taking care of Percy — like, Percy being the little spoon, and Annabeth sitting with him between her legs, and her cupping his face, her just holding him so gently and protectively, because as protective as they are of each other, Annabeth is definitely the one who physically shows it more :):):):):) just wanted to share some hcs
Yes! Annabeth hugging him from behing and resting her cheek agaist his back (height difference), playing with his hair while he takes a nap, head resting on her lap. Buying his favorite ice cream flavor when he calls to complain about finals/hard work day. Swinging their interlocked hands because she knows it will make him laugh. Separating the blue mm's and saving them for him. Stress knitting a blanket for him during her finals and then using said blanket to cover him when he accidentally naps on the couch.
I just love them so much
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