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strawberries-and-summer-days · 13 days

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WE'RE... WHAT?? ‧₊˚ ☾. ⋅

| percy jackson x popstar au

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warnings: swearing and i think thats just about it!

a/n: part two of the series is out! im procrastinating the shit out of all my other requests so im not ignoring any of you btw!! lets all collectively ignore the fact that gracie like a post that has a lyric from her song (also damn im really just smashing out these fics)

"y/n has officially flitted off to boston!" clarisse announces suddenly from chris's lap.

"huh?" grover's head snaps up. "what do you mean?"

"y/n l/n, she's come to boston for her concerts," clarisse says showing her phone screen.

"you have got to be shitting me," chris says. "this is going to end terribly. seriously? here? boston? percy's gonna shit himself."

"oh really why would you think that?" clarisse drawls. "it's not like they don't like each other, they're like besties!"

"and y'know to make things worse y/n's setlist has been posted for months so we legit could've avoided her," chris sighs.

"yeah well, next time you see percy and he comes home grumbling about a business meeting in boston you deal with it then," grover argues.

"okay all of you shut it, percy's coming inside with luke so shhh," clarisse snaps.

"shh about what?" luke asks settling down on the couch next to grover.

"you'll never believe who's in boston!" grover sing songs. it doesn't take luke very long to work out who and his eyes widen in realisation

"no."

"yes."

"well shit."

"yep."

"we're in for a show."

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percyjackson

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percyjackson hello boston! one non-reschedulable meeting later and here we are...

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underovergrover i expect full compensation for making those pizzas WHICH YOU TOOK CREDIT FOR

percyjackson YOU DID NOT! I MADE HALF OF THOSE - MINE WERE BETTER

clarisse.la.rue no they weren't

percyjackson ��🏼

user1 ugh im in love

user2 omggg he's in boston!! so is y/n l/n!! are they following each other around?

user3 PLS I WOULD DIE MAKE THIS A THING

user4 i wonder if he's going to a concert here?? 😏

user5 does anyone else find it weird how his entire friend group follows him around?? no just me? they're just a huge freak show

user6 booooo we dont like haters here

user7 y/n l/n and percy neeeeed to happen rnnnn

user8 YES YES YES

lukecastellan im so ready to be done with this shit and go home

theannabethchase aww is someone feeling homesick?

lukecastellan yes obviously

user8 i. love. him.

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"see i told you this would happen!" grover screeches, running away from percy who is threatening to castrate him if he doesn't get his phone back.

"i don't care! just give me the damn thing back!"

percy had groaned for two straight minutes when he found out that y/n was in boston this weekend - he had also face planted onto the couch and used some extremely obscene words.

"if it helps at least you'll be leaving on sunday," chris had offered in the midst of his crisis. it didn't help.

so now when grover trips over a fallen pillow - which may or may not be from percy's tantrum but we don't talk about that - and percy wrenches the phone from him a loud - and might grover add overtly girly - scream.

"WHAT THE FUCK? NO! NO NO NO NO!"

his screen is on the article grover had opened with really poorly photoshopped images of percy and y/n walking together. every gossip site/blog has swarmed the photos and circulated them sending the internet into a spiral.

"im fucking done with this grover," percy groans flopping onto the couch. "its a good thing we're leaving tomorrow - we'll be back in new york thats a huge ass city i wont see y/n there again and i can just go into hibernation, let all the rumours die down and be done with this whole shit show."

if only right....

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yn.official feel like maybe i might go to boston! you were the best audience and im honoured to have performed for you these past two nights! heading home now to rest and recharge for the final shows in new york

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lia.mandel yayy you're finally coming home i missed you 🥺

yn.official bitch please its been like a week

lia.mandel and every second of it has been torture

user1 MOTHERRRR

user2 i think i nearly fainted when she came up on stage i was so happy i coulda died right then-

user3 the lyric makes me so happyyy

user4 ikrr y/n is like the queen of lyrics and the way she sneakily adds them into her posts 🤭

user5 WERE YOU WITH PERCY JACKSON THIS WEEKEND?? 🤨 I NEED TO KNOW

user6 y/n and percy are my dream celebrity ship

user7 they'd be the biggest power couple in history

user8 can you hard launch with percy plss?? i dont care if its fake i just need content to feed my delusions!

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lia's soft snores fill the plane aggravating the hell out of you. usually you'd find the way she curled up in a ball underneath a blanket and snored quietly to be adorable. but since you're tired, just finished performing a concert and there's a problem with the jet, its grating on your nerves.

you had also been scrolling on twitter, instagram and pinterest, curled up underneath a matching blanket urging something to catch your attention while whatever work was being done on the plane happened.

unfortunately for you the thing that did catch your attention was the dozens of very clearly photoshopped pictures of you and percy walking together on a quiet street in boston.

no way in hell thats real. for one; ew and two; percy was only here for the weekend you were here for the week and you would've had no time to go out in between concerts.

eventually you doze off not realising you're in the air until you're ears pop waking you up to lia grinning mischievously.

"what asshole?"

"you're adorable when you wake up, you know that right?"

"yes i know."

"seriously the cutest human on the planet."

"what do you want lia?"

"a gossip podcast has picked up the subject of you and percy jackson. and the host is saying shit about you."

your eyes widen for a moment. "oh my god what? wow its almost as if i don't care!" ypu give lia a blank look. "this happens every three months lia, i do something and people either love it or hate it. thats the way it goes."

"yeah but this is PERCY JACKSON Y/N! he's gorgeousness personified."

"ugh can i go back to sleep? you can fangirl to me tomorrow when im in bed and pretending to listen."

"im offended." she leans over to place a kiss on your head. "but sleep tight babes, we land in like forty minutes."

shutting your eyes again you drift back to sleep.

only when you wake up do you realise you dreamed of percy...

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lilislegacy · 3 months

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Firefighter Percy! - Telling his mom

What if Percy wanted to become a firefighter? How would Sally Jackson react?

~3 to 4 minute read (short)

21 year old Percy Jackson sat at his old kitchen table in his parents’ New York City Apartment. Next to him was Annabeth, his girlfriend of almost 6 years. On the other side of the table sat his mother, Sally, his step-dad, Paul, and his 4 year old sister, Estelle, who was coloring.

Percy was nervous. He had something to tell his mom, and he had no idea how she was going to react. Annabeth told him it would be okay, but he truly just had no idea what to expect.

They’d gotten through dinner and were now talking and catching up. He loved his visits to New York. Him and Annabeth had considered moving back, now that they’re almost done with New Rome University, but they decided that they are going to get a place in New Rome. That is, assuming his mom doesn’t kill him tonight.

“Percy, you’ve been quiet tonight.” Sally glanced at him with concerned eyes. He hated how easily she and annabeth could read him. How do people do that?

He took a deep breath and sipped his soda. “Uh, yeah. I have something to tell you.” He felt Annabeth squeeze his hand from under the table.

Paul and Sally looked at him expectantly. Estelle continued to scribble in her coloring book, having no interest whatsoever in the conversation.

He glanced at Annabeth, and she gave him an encouraging nod. He took a deep breath. “Okay, here goes. I want to be a firefighter. I’m going to be a firefighter. Not forever. Just while I’m figuring out what I want to do with my life.” He looked her in the eyes. “I just- I can really help! I’m fire resistant. I can control water, so I can help put out fires more quickly. I’m tall and athletic. I’m really fast. I’m strong, too. And I think quick on my feet in dangerous situations. I’m perfect for the job, especially given my powers. I can really do good by this. And I- well- what do you think?” He looked at her with uncertainty.

Sally stared at him blankly, for what felt like several minutes, but was probably just a few seconds. Paul didn’t say anything either. He usually did this: waited to react until Sally did so first. When it came to Percy, he always followed her lead as his parent.

When his mom finally spoke, his stomach dropped at tone of her voice. If sounded like pain. No… worse. It was betrayal.

“You want to run into burning buildings? On purpose? Not becasue you’re forced to for a quest, but becasue you want to? You want to risk your life on a daily basis? You’ve survived all that you have and- are you trying to get yourself killed?”

His heart broke at the wounded look she was giving him. “I- No! No mom. I want to help people. I want to use my abilities for something good. And like I said, I can’t really be burned. I’m way safer than-

“I don’t care that you can’t be burned, Percy! You could die from smoke inhalation! Or toxic gasses! Things explode. Buildings collapse. I watched from right down the street as hundreds of firefighters ran into the towers and never came out. Firefights die! You could die, Percy!”

Percy felt sick. His heart raced. He couldn’t even look at his mom’s face. He all of a sudden felt guilt beyond belief. After all he’s been through - after all he’s put her through - he felt terrible about even considering it. How could he put her through any more than he already has?

The room was tense. Everybody was unsettled. And it was completely his fault.

“I won’t do it. I- I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I’ll call them tomorrow and tell-

“Oh be quiet.” Sally dismissed him. She seemed to be at war with her own emotions. “I said I didn’t like it, I didn’t say you shouldn’t do it.”

Percy was now confused. A feeling he was very familiar with, being the boyfriend of a daughter of Athena.

Sally looked at him, carefully considering her next words. “Is this something you really want to do?”

Percy looked his mom in the eyes, channeling every bit of sincerity and determination that he had. “Yes. I really think I need to do this, Mom.”

Sally closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She took a minute to compose herself, and seemed to be willing her mindset to change. He’d seen it before - when he had asked her for her blessing to bare the curse of achilles, all those years ago.

She let out a sound that was something between an exasperated sigh and a laugh. She shook her head in a way that said I should have expected nothing less from you.

“Well okay.” She said with a new - slightly forced - confidence and optimism. She reached across the table and took his hand, looking at him with a mix of emotions: uncertainty, fear, love, and tremendous pride. “You’ll be a firefighter, then.”

He squeezed her hand, and she gave him a small watery smile.

“I better get lots of pictures of you looking all handsome in your uniform.”

Annabeth laughed. “I’m already on it.”

Percy felt relief flood through him. Usually he would roll his eyes at that exchange, but he was so happy that he found himself smiling.

Paul chuckled and lifted his glass. “To Percy, and to his safety as he begins this new adventure.”

Everyone raised their glasses.

Estelle finally looked up from her coloring book and gave percy a very serious look. “Are you gonna get a polka-dot doggy?”

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vodrae · 3 months

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Red carpet with the batkids, asked about an important figure in their life:

Dick: Clark ? I have never seen someone so upright in my life, as a reporter he's always trying to write about what matter the most for the people and not a political agenda by some bald billionaire you know. I'm trying everyday to follow his path of honesty and truth.

Barbara: Dad ? There is a picture of him next to the word "resilience" in the dictionnary. Nobody could have done what he did for this city while staying on the good side of the law.

Jason: Talia Head ? Yeah, she was there when I got caught in this attack in Ethiopia. She spared nothing for my réhabilitation when I couldn’t return to Gotham because of witness protection. I know I can trust her with my life because I had to for years. I wouldn't have enough time in my two lives to thank her enough for her patience with me.

Tim: Selina ? You know a lot of people who'd hire Harley Quinn, Poison Ivy and Catwoman to stole back what Black Mask robbed in the museum ? Iconic I have to say.

Steph and Cassandra: Diana, just look at her to understand. She knows history like she was there the whole time. She's the biggest expert on ancient greece on the planet ! She's even the mythology advisor on the percy jackson's show ! 6'3 olympic wrestling champion nerd. I'm in love. 💖💖💖

Damian: Alfred is the most wise, elegant, selfleness being. And he doesn’t scratch the couch.

(I don't know enough about Duke, sorry)

And what about Bruce Wayne ?

Batkids:...Batburgers...He buys batburgers sometime.

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luvendiary · 1 year

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Spoils of War

Percy Jackson x Hecate!Reader

a/n: i think this is my longest work so far. honestly, I even forgot I had this in my drafts. i hope you like it, and as always let me know what you think.

summary: percy is not as willing as you to make certain sacrifices.

Manhattan was burning and you were in the middle of it. Even though the entire city was under a sleeping spell, the streets had never been louder and rowdier. The magic that covered the whole island was palpable, as the Titans made no effort to hide it. The gods were also putting in their fair share of magic in order to help their children to defeat the Titans. Your mother, for example, seemed to have sent a message to the mortals on the outsides of Manhattan, since no one appeared to be entering the city.

You were currently fighting side by side with Percy and the Hermes cabin on the Manhattan Bridge. Your stamina was getting low now, however, you didn’t allow yourself to stop even if your lungs were pleading you to, and your limbs were aching to the point that you felt they were going to fall off.

You heard Percy grunting behind you, and you turned to face him as he was fighting off several Empousai. You raised your silver sword and helped him fight them off, not without one of them oh so kindly giving you a big slash across your stomach which caused you to hiss in pain.

Percy turned to you once he had finished with his share of the Empousai and his worried gaze traveled your body as he checked to make sure you were okay…well, as okay as you can be in a situation like this.

“I’m fine,” you said between a painful hiss as you glanced down at your now maroon shirt. “It was shallow.”

Percy nodded, admittedly still worried, but he knew he couldn’t exactly do anything to help you right now. His eyes suddenly froze in fear, and you looked up to see that he was not looking at you, but rather something behind you. As you were about to ask what’s wrong he shoved you out of the way and raised his sword.

You immediately tumbled to the ground and your eyes snapped towards Percy, but instead of seeing him in action he was frozen in place, his sword still mid-swing and still in a running position. You came to the sudden realization that the Brooklyn Bridge had gone awfully quiet, and as you looked around, the entirety of the Hermes cabin was frozen in time, just like Percy.

“My dear Y/N, it’s nice to see you again.”

You tensed at the sound of the voice. Your hairs stood on their and and a lump formed in your throat.

“Of course, I would have loved for it to be under different circumstances. But that’s alright, I’ll take what I can get,” Luke -or rather Kronos- said as he walked towards you with a nonchalant attitude, swinging his sword around as if he was back at camp teaching the younger campers some new tricks.

You remained silent, partially because of the paralysing fear you felt as he approached you, as well as the fact that you didn’t know what you were supposed to say. Would Luke hear you? Was there anything left of him down there? Or was it just Kronos now?

“Oh come on, I now you, you were never the type to stay quiet. Talk to me darling.” His sweet tone made you feel sick to your stomach, as if he didn’t care for all the suffering that he has caused, as if he didn’t see his brothers and sisters frozen in time, fighting for their lives. All because of him.

“You don’t know shit about me,” you replied as you glared daggers at him, bitterness laced your voice.

He let out a humorous huff as his golden eye seemed to pierce into you for a second before his attention moved to Percy. “I can’t believe you chose him…” he said with disdain as he inspected his sword.

You couldn’t believe him. How could he think you were the one in the wrong here? Had Kronos really corrupted his mind that much? “I chose him? Luke, you chose Kronos!”

He looked at the ground and grinned before looking up at you. “It needed to be done Y/N. I did it for us! For you!” He said in voice that may have sounded comforting in any other situation, his smile spreading wickedly across his face, making you cower in your stance.

“I never wanted this! This is not right!” you yelled. “Don’t blame this on me, you betrayed us! You betrayed me!”

His mad calmness unsettled you, your rage seemed to do nothing to move him or even provoke a reaction, instead he tilted his head backwards, as if this was a boring conversation for him. As if he had had this conversation a million times before and what you’re saying is just pure nonsense. With a sigh he lowered his head once again and stared at you blankly, “I loved you, you know? I would've torn the earth apart for you."

Your breath hitched. The truth was, you had also loved Luke, a part of you still did. He was your first friend, and he was your fist crush. He was the first thing that came to mind whenever you thought of comfort when you were younger, and you couldn’t tell were everything had gone wrong.

“This is not love Luke…” you said as you lowered your sword. “Look around you, these are your brothers and sisters you’re fighting agains. We’re just kids, we’re not supposed to be at war.”

“I loved you,” he repeated again, his tone deadly calm, seemingly disregarding what you just had said “but you chose him!”

You carefully took a small step towards Percy, in fear that Kronos might do something.

He raised his sword and aimed it at Percy’s throat. “You chose him, so now I’ll tear the world apart. And I’ll give you one last choice, you either come with me, or I’ll make sure to get rid of him right here,” his tone was sharp, and the bitterness in it was palpable.

“Luke…please.”

“Choose Y/N,” he said with a wicked smile. “Although I suppose we do have time on our side.”

You clenched your fist and bit down on your lip. You wanted to scream and cry. You couldn’t believe this is what it had all come down to. You softened the hold on your sword and allowed it to fall to the ground without much grace.

“I’ll come with you,” you said, anger lacing your voice. “Now lower your sword.”

He laughed softly, seemingly amused by your fierceness, but he obeyed nonetheless. “It wasn’t that hard now, was it?”

“Unfreeze them Luke,” you said simply.

“I guess I can do that now. Just remember that if you try to make any clever move, I can just do this all again. I have the advantage here Y/N, you better remember that.”

Your jaw clenched and your breath became heavier, you couldn’t believe this was happening, never in a million years you thought that the prophecy would eventually lead to you fighting who used to be your best friend. You watched as with a wave of his hand the battle resumed, although not really. As soon as everyone was back, silence overtook the Manhattan Bridge once again. You heard Percy groan and growl with rage as he attacked Luke, the blonde didn’t even flinch and just moved as he dodged his attack.

“Percy!” you yelled, you tried to put up a strong front at least for him and your fellow campers.

Percy halted and looked at you pleadingly, “You can’t- I won’t let you.”

You offered him a sad smile as you approached him, however Luke cleared his throat. You looked back at him and with anger in your eyes said, “Just a minute, I’ve already given you what you want. Let me say goodbye.”

Without waiting for his permission, you went to hug Percy and tried with all your might to hold back your tears. You felt as he wrapped his arms around you, holding on as if you were to vanish any instance.

“Don’t go Y/N, we’ll find another way.”

“As long as you’re here, we have a chance,” you replied.

“Please don’t-”

“If you keeping your life means I have to sacrifice my freedom, I’ll do it,” you whispered as you tightened your grip on him before letting go.

Percy stared at you, worry plagued his eyes and you could see what seemed to be the hint of anger hidden behind his features. He searched your gaze, for any sort of message telling him that this was just a sick joke. That maybe he was just having a terrible nightmare and that Rachel had probably knocked him out with that blue hairbrush of hers. But he found nothing.

You just smiled one last time as you looked at him, your eyes glistened because of the tears that wanted to escape them, but you didn’t allow them to. You stepped away from Percy then, and you felt as Luke placed a hand on your shoulder, his grip was hard and his fingers dug into your skin.

A slight tinge of comfort made its way through your body as you saw how Connor placed his hand on Percy’s shoulder and the rest of the Hermes cabin stood behind him. Anger sadness and frustration was all reflected in their eyes as they stared Luke down.

“Thanks to our brave Y/N, and her oh so brilliant sacrifice,” Luke snarled. “I will tell my troops to retreat until midnight. And don’t confuse my kindness as sympathy to the gods, I’m just merely giving you time to re-evaluate your choices, or exchange goodbyes perhaps. You choose.”

Silence reigned. The air was tense with conflicting feelings.

“Goodbye Luke,” a voice said amongst the crowd. It was Connor, his usually carefree attitude long gone.

Luke glanced at him and laughed softly, “Goodbye, bother.”

And just like that, he turned around, dragging you with him. An army of giants and titans followed suit.

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Luke was weak. Using his power to stop the battle had drained them. So while he was resting, you sat on the edge of an ambulance as Ethan Nakamura took care of your wounds.

Ethan sighed as he finished wrapping the bandages around your torso, “I know you really don’t want to hear anything from me right now, but it’s good to see you Y/N.”

You raised your eyebrows in a dismissing way and gave him a little hum of acknowledgement.

“I understand you’re mad, but he’s trying to do something good.”

You groaned and rolled your eyes in frustration, “How the fuck is any of this good Ethan?! You guys are all absolutely deranged here!”

“The gods don’t give a shit about us.”

“And you think titans will be any different? They’re using you!”

“Y/N/N-”

“Don’t call me that.”

A moment of silence passed between the two of you. He looked to the floor with a heavy sigh before turning his back on you and walking away.

The world seemed to be submerged in calm chaos, a cold war waiting to explode. And as you sat in that ambulance by yourself, you allowed yourself to cry.

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Percy walked into their base with a heavy aura of anger pulsating through him. Your sisters immediately looked up as they felt him walking into the building, Lou Ellen sensing what had happened as she saw the boy’s aura, and you nowhere to be found.

He intended to walk undisturbed up to the roof to at least clear his head, however as he was walking the lobby of the building, Annabeth stepped in, worry plagued her features.

“Percy? What happened?”

“I don’t want to talk about it Annabeth,” he replied.

Annabeth didn’t need to be told, she was the daughter of wisdom herself after all, however disbelief spared no one. She saw Connor Stoll by the door and he just gave her a solemn nod. She was gone.

“Percy…I’m so sorry, I know what she meant to-”

Percy dropped his pen and his knees buckled, however Annabeth caught him in time and held him close. She carefully slid them both onto the floor and allowed the son of Poseidon to cry. The sobs racked his body, and her shirt was starting to get wet. A few tears made their way out of her own eyes and she buried her head on his shoulders. Y/N was family to Annabeth, she had been the one to never underestimate her, she had been her best friend as soon as they had find her with Luke and Thalia, she had been the one she could turn to whenever she missed Thalia a little too much.

Silence filled the lobby, amongst the chaos the demigods had seemed to find a small pocket of time to honor their fallen brothers and sisters.

“She’s not gone,” Annabeth heard a voice speak up. “She’s not dead.” It was Lou Ellen, another daughter of Hecate. Her eyes were tinted red since she had just recently been mourning the loss of one of her sisters. The daughters of Hecate seemed to agree.

Percy raised his head from Annabeth’s shoulders.

“We can feel it, whenever our magic disappears. Hers is weak, but it’s still there.”

“Kronos took her Lou,” Percy spoke up. “She went willingly, to protect me.”

“It’s not your fault.”

“Didn’t you hear me? She was taken because of me!” Percy said coldly.

“And I said it wasn’t your fault.”

“Yes it is Lou!”

“It’s not, you stubborn fish-head!” Lou said, raising her voice.

“She knew Kronos was going to try something. It was either going to be her, Annabeth or Thalia,” another one of your sisters said. “She said her goodbyes to us beforehand, just in case.”

“Why didn’t she say anything?” Annabeth asked.

“She made sure it was her, she thought she would be more useful that way. With all of you fighting,” Lou Ellen explained. “We tried to stop her, but she had already taunted Luke. He was going to find her wherever she was.”

Percy stood up, “We have to get her back. She’s smart, she knew he was not going to harm her, did she?” Lou Ellen nodded, as Percy retrieved Riptide.

“Kronos said he would retreat his troops until midnight, that gives us time to regroup and make a plan,” Percy said.

Annabeth stood up next to him and whipped her tears away, “I’ll get to Thalia and the hunters, tell them what’s going on, they can spread the word.”

“No need to,” another voice said from the entrance. It was Thalia, the dark-haired girl strutted in the lobby with the rest of he hunters, she was bloodied and bruised, her shield had not been drawn back yet. “We supposed something had happened when the cyclops we were fighting just turned their backs on us and walked away.”

“Luke took Y/N,” Annabeth said. Thalia’s eyes went wide.

“Maybe we could try and send her and Iris message,” one of the Hermes campers said.

“The Iris children are not anywhere nearby, and we can’t possibly make a rainbow at this time of night,” Annabeth explained.

“We should rest,” said Lou Ellen. They all turned to look at her as if she were crazy, however she was quick to explain. “She knew this would happen, and she wanted us to focus on the battle. If not her sacrifice would be in vain, I’m sure she’ll find her way to us, she is resourceful.”

Percy said nothing as he stared at your sister, he knew she was right, but he couldn’t just ignore the fact that you were taken, he wanted to know you were safe. He clenched his jaw and walked into the elevator before making his way up to the roof.

He was going to get you back, even if the world burned down and he burned along with it.

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Manhattan was on fire. The stroke of midnight appeared to add gasoline to an already raging flame.

You watched with horror as all kinds of monsters prepared themselves to bring war to the people you loved.

Kronos stood next to you, a confident smile on his face. He looked ahead, admiring his army, he then turned to look at you and offered you the same smile. You glared at him, hoping that everything you were feeling was somehow transmitted to him.

“Don’t worry dear, you wont miss out. You will make yourself useful,” the blonde said.

“Over my dead body,” you replied.

He chuckled, and shook his head.

“Is this amusing to you?”

“Very much,” he said. “I’m afraid you don’t have an option here, Y/N. Dolos agreed to make sure of it,” Luke explained. His grin grew as realization dawned on you. You shook your head and tried taking a step backward, but two strong arms stopped you. Dolos was the titan of manipulation and mind control, meaning that your free will was about to be stripped away.

“Let me go!” you shrieked, as you trashed in the arms of whoever it was holding you.

“Don’t resist, it will be less painful,” the person pinning you down whispered. You gasped as you heard it, the voice belonged to Ethan Nakamura. Desperation settled in and you started kicking and screaming, tears violently flowed down your cheeks.

“Take care of her Nakamura,” Luke said.

And before you know it, something along the lines of “I’m sorry,” was whispered in your ear before you felt a sharp pain on your head, followed by darkness.

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The battle had started, despite their opportunity to regroup and the new plans that had been put into motion, the demigods were tired. True, they seemed to have an advantage over the titans, as their spirit was fueled with rage and a hunger for revenge. They honored every fallen sibling and friend with every arrow fired and every swing of their swords and daggers.

Percy had the Empire State building in his line of sight. Annabeth, Thalia and Chiron stood next to him. However, before he could take another step a deafening blast was thrown their way, throwing Chiron to the side of a building, the wall collapsing on top of him. Annabeth and Thalia immediately went to help him, while Percy drew his sword. From the cloud of dust, a figure emerged, it was none other than Kronos.

“Luke!” Annabeth growled, her voice filled with rage. She took out her dagger and launched on to Luke, however his skin was apparently immune to it, since as soon as her knife touched it it bounced right off, dislocating her already injured shoulder.

Percy rushed to help Annabeth up, and supported her by putting her arm around his shoulder.

“Don’t be rash, Annie,” Luke said with humor.

“Go to hell!” she said.

“I’ve just returned, do you want to send me back already?”

Thalia stood up as soon as Chiron was free. He had been knocked out, but there was no major injury present. “Where is she Luke?” she asked coldly.

Luke appeared to be amused, this was just one big game to him, “Thalia! It’s great to see you again. I’m afraid though, that I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“You sick son of a bitch, tell me where Y/N is right now,” she repeated.

“You don’t need to scream Thals, she heard you just fine.”

The three demigods face contorted to reflect the confusion they were feeling. You were here?

“You can come out now Y/N/N,” Kronos said as he looked to his side.

Amongst all of the chaos, a set of footsteps could be heard, and sure enough you could be seen joining Kronos’ side. Your eyes, instead of their usual color where glazed over with a white mist, and you seemed to have a vacant expression.

“Wha-? Y-Y/N-?” Annabeth said, she was convinced the pain in her arms was making her hallucinate.

“She’s been so helpful, not a word out of her,” he said with a small laugh, as if he was sharing an inside joke with you.

Percy was in disbelief, he ached to go to you and make sure you were as far away as possible as the blond maniac. On the other hand he was completely and utterly confused, what were you doing? He must’ve find a way to bribe you, right?

Something in Annabeth’s head seemed to click, “Oh my gods, Percy, she’s being controlled. It’s Dolos, he is in her head!”

“What the fuck is a dollop?!” Percy screamed, slightly panicked.

Luke moved his hand in a motion that pointed towards them, immediately your hand light up with your magic and you started advancing towards them.

“Percy! Run!” the blonde yelled as she started to step backwards.

Percy turned and started running down 305 Fifth Avenue as you tracked him down, your blank eys now glowing red. In a split moment, he turned to 33rd street in hopes that you would follow him instead of Annabeth and Thalia. It seemed to work, since not a moment later your figure appeared.

“Y/N! I really don’t want to hurt you!’ he screamed from mid-street.

You said nothing, instead your lips contorted into and unnatural smile. Your hand moved as the concentration of magic on it grew, and before he knew it, you threw it at him. Percy dodged it, as he threw himself to the ground and rolled away.

You fired attack after attack, leaving Percy breathless. He knew Luke was getting away, he knew that by know he was already inside the Empire State Building, and he knew he had to do something to get past you. What he didn’t know was how. he couldn’t hurt you. He wouldn’t.

His pleas fell on deaf ears, as you slowly approached him, still nor ceasing to attack. He frantically looked around, looking for something -anything- that might help him escape. As you were about to deliver, what appeared to be your final blow, a hand shot out of the darkness, holding on to your wrist tightly, making your eyes snap to whatever was holding you back from ending your best friend.

Nico DiAngelo stepped out of the shadows, Mrs. O’Leary following suit. In a flash, he took out a black-obsidian sword and with it’s hilt stroke you in the head, making your eyes roll to the back of your head and going limp. Percy scrambled to catch you, which he successfully did as he propped your head onto his lap.

“You should get going,” Nico said.

Percy knew he was right, despite him wanting to stay and make sure you were alright.

“Mrs. O’Leary and I will take care of her,” Nico said as if reading his mind.

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When you woke up, the familiar scent of herbs and incense woke you up. You were back at camp, in your cabin. A mild headache was nagging you, and your body felt sore to no avail. You groaned softly as you sat up, rubbing your eyes, getting them accustomed to the light.

The door suddenly opened, and Will Solace walked in, he didn’t appear to notice you at first since he was looking down at a clipboard.

“H-How long?” you mumbled.

Will’s head snapped up, his golden curl catching the sun beaming from the outside. He looked like a true child of Apollo. His eyes widened in disbelief as he rushed towards you.

“Oh gods,” he stuttered as he took a look at you. “You’re awake!” he said with a breath of disbelief.

“You’re screaming,” you said as you massaged your temple.

He took out a small flashlight and inspected your eyes, “I’m barely raising my voice, he would barge in if he heard the slightest commotion. But don’t worry, I suppose it’s normal.”

“How long was I out?” you asked once again.

“About three days,” he replied, checking on the bandages wrapped around your body. “Here, eat this,” he said as he shoved an ambrosia square down your throat. “We’ve had to heal them without any nectar or ambrosia, we were afraid your body was too weak to properly digest them.”

You choked, and your eyes went wide. “Th-three days?!”

“Percy made the gods promise that you were going to be alright, and your mother forced them to promise that it would take at most a week, but I guess they were feeling extra kind,” Will explained. “He almost lost it when Zeus talked about your sacrifice, as Dolos’ victims or whatver. They don’t really live to tell the tale. He rejected the offer to immortality and so…here you are.”

Your head was spinning. You had won the war. You had lost sisters. Kronos was gone. Luke was gone. Perseus Jackson had done it. Perseus Jackson, had rejected immortality for you.

It was all a mixture of bittersweet happiness and grief, and despite still not being on your full senses, you could feel it.

“W-Will. I-I…” you could barely get out coherent sentences as you stood up from your bed in a slight stupor. “I really need to go”.

“No, wait, you’re still weak!” he called out for you as you were halfway to the door. You ignored him as you bolted through the door. The light from the sun disoriented you slightly, but you wouldn’t stop, not until you found him.

Your feet instinctively took you to the north woods, were you were sure he might be. Sure enough, the black-haired boy stood there, next to the river in which he had been claimed. Riptide was out in full display, as he trained. His groans of frustration could be heard, as you approached him slowly. You could see him sigh in defeat after he lowered his sword and ran a hand through his hair.

“Percy?” you whispered softly.

His figure stiffened, and he dared not to turn around.

“Percy?” you repeated.

He slowly turned around, and his features showed fear and disbelief. He feared his mind was playing tricks on him again, that you would turn around and that you wouldn’t be there. But you were, and that was enough for him. He dropped his sword and just stared at you. You could see the tears that were threatening to spill over. You took a small step forward, and that was all he needed to meet you halfway. His arms wrapped aroud your frame as he took you in.

Your mind was going at a thousand miles per hour.

“I missed your birthday,” you whispered. It was the only thing that you thought of, despite it sounding ridiculous to you.

He chuckled tearily, “I’m sure you’ll find a way to make it up to me,” he whispered back. He dug his head in your hair, taking in your scent, and basking in the fact that you were actually there.

For the first time in a long while, you felt safe again.

#percy jackson x reader #percy fic #percy x reader #percy jackson #perseus jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #annabeth chase #annabeth

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crownmemes · 4 months

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians Sentences

(Sentences from Percy Jackson and the Olympians (2023-). Adjust phrasing where needed)

"Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood."

"Once you know what you are, they'll sense it too, and they'll come for you."

"Not everyone who looks like a hero is a hero, and not everyone who looks like a monster is a monster."

"When you're ready to hear what the gods have in store for you, they'll tell you."

"The truth can be so very hard to determine, but in this case, the truth seems very hard to deny."

"I know that this is hard to understand, but you have to believe me that this is real!"

"It's a big deal to kill a monster like that!"

"This must be a lot for you to process."

"Why must you ruin everything?"

"Magical objects don't obey the physical laws of the ordinary world."

"Even now, he still wants nothing to do with me."

"You're too hard on yourself. You always have been."

"If you spend too much time trying to figure out why the gods do whatever it is they do, you'll drive yourself crazy."

"You can't force the gods to do anything."

"Is there a Greek god of disappointment?"

"I trust you and, right now, nothing's more important than that."

"Do exactly as I say and maybe you'll survive this."

"Some children must learn the hard way."

"Do you know the story of how I came to be this way?"

"We are not our parents until we choose to be."

"What sort of trouble are you up to now, hm?"

"You've done more for me in the past few days than my father's done in my entire life."

"Why are you being weird with me again? I thought we weren't doing that anymore."

"We're all going to die eventually."

"I haven't seen a lot of horror movies, but this seems like exactly the kind of place they'd suggest to avoid."

"Enough! Not everything is a puzzle that needs to be solved!"

"I'd wish you luck, but what good would it do you?"

"When did you turn into an old married couple?"

"You know, you should really spend some time in the city with me. I think you'd learn a lot."

"Why are you trying so hard to get rid of me?"

"The gods are all-powerful, but they have to play by the rules."

"Thank you for the news. It is the only reason I'm letting you leave alive."

"Your family is a mess!"

"Obedience doesn't come naturally to you, does it?"

"The gods want us to fight for them, worship them, fear them - but they couldn't care less what we want."

"Our parents aren't perfect, but they're trying their best."

#rp meme #rp memes #roleplay meme #roleplay memes #rp prompts #roleplay prompts #sentence starters #specific;#fantasy drama;#filmtv;#percy jackson;

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lo-shouldve-been-an-email · 2 months

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Okay so remember the post where i ranked Thanatos and Hermes across media?well it’s Persephone time.

SPOILERS DOWN BELLOW!

Percy Jackson:

7/10

We don’t see her much,mostly because most of the books are in summer.

I did like her turning Nico into a sunflower tho.

(I’m sorry Nico you’ve been through so much but you gotta bully(affectionate) your faves every once in a while take one for the team)

I also saw that she was described as a brat by Percy in the Greek gods book of which I think is an interesting description that certainly fits the next character well…

Lore Olympus:

2.125/10

The only character I wholeheartedly know is going to score lower is LO hades because fuck him.

Ill save a rant but basically here’s some of the worst she’s done:

Committed genocide against an entire city.

Turn a lady into a plant.

Act as if she would still have her job in the underworld as if it wasn’t for hades.

Neglect her purple baby.

Corner a guy at his job.

And finally trash a girl(who is very explicitly a lower class race in this world)’s house for flirting with her husband.when he VERY CLEARLY SHUT HER DOWN.

That’s all I can remember off the top of my head but yeah.what did you expect.

(Also if you like Persephone,that’s valid.but I personally dislike Hera lot)

Hades:

9/10

Lowest hades score so far and vast improvement on the last character!

This lady jumpstarts the entire plot of the game in a genuinely believable way.

The story of Persephone leaving the underworld is a very well written one and it makes sense as to why who did what.

Also once she dies find out zag is alive she instantly made an effort to reconnect(even if it took her a while to make it back).

Also?she gives you the Pom blossom.

As for her design,I love both a lot but I like her queen of the underworld drip more so that’s the one I’m using.

Overly sarcastic productions:

7/10

I love her design and she perfectly captures the “sweet until you piss her off” vibe.

Also she loves her dog what did you expect.

Punderworld:

8/10

The better we took romance Persephone.

Okay,but other than her being the cooler Daniel she’s pretty cool.

I like how she’s shown as actually having sexual agency and how she interacts with hades is pretty fun.

Also I like her design quite a bit.

Gods school:

7/10

Okay,I know I didn’t mention gods school in the Hermes post but I hadn’t watched it at the time.

Now,I find her dynamic really interesting as it seems like minthe is blackmailing her but we don’t really know much about that.

Also,her design is pretty good.

#lore olympus #anti lore olympus #percy jackson #Percy Jackson Persephone #hades #hades supergiant #hades game #overly sarcastic productions #punderworld #gods school

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thequibblah · 1 month

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20 q's for fic writers

thank u to the beloveds @kay-elle-cee and @clare-with-no-i for the tags!

AO3 Username: thequibblah

1. How many works do you have on A03? 28!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 1,057,741.... oh it's word city

3. What fandoms do you write for? Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, other stuff i have in the good old back pocket

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

ye olde come together

tell me where your secrets lie

even just to reach is a triumph (WHAT? i swear this happened behind my back)

if we never meet again

put a bow on it

5. Do you respond to comments? i HAVE to. if i don't i'll perish

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? i don't really write angst honestly. and i also don't really write about jily dying so that rules out a gimme. i suppose certain sharp things is the closest i get

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? all of the others?? i suppose in terms of sheer happiness delirium energy, probably blink three times

8. Do you get hate on fics? no thank goodness lol

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? sometimes and only when i feel insane. more and more i feel like i am only compelled to write smut/a smutty scene if it feels like the twist of a knife. im normal <3

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? no i once did a lot of musing about what makes a crossover vs an au because i have a couple of fics that import lore/world etc from other media. but i think those qualify as au and not crossover so no i do not write that and i feel i'm unlikely to

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? no thank goodness x2

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? just the one come together french translation dogspeed on that one fr

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? naur…

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? well jily's really what i've read and written most throughout my nerd career, so i suppose that's the answer. there are funny rabbit holes i will dive down tho (ask me about my ready or not phase)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? lmao

16. What are your writing strengths? dialogue and voice, plot (ish...), worldbuilding, high-concept premises

17. What are your writing weaknesses? DON'T HAVE ANY! jk i often bite off more than i can chew and struggle to actually pin down the scope and scale of a story; i don't edit myself as much as i should; I WISH I COULD DO FREE INDIRECT DISCOURSE BUT I CAN'T

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? literally do whatever bro

19. First fandom you wrote for? probably jily lmfao

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? come together is a labour of lovehate but i do have to say tell me where your secrets lie in terms of how happy with it as a single piece

tagging @ghostofbambifanfiction @emeralddoeadeer @sunshinemarauder if you haven't done this already <3

#i should have a tag for things im tagged in

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resident-idiot-simp · 15 days

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I’ve always hated media interpretations of hope, usually its depicted as an innocent fragile little thing that needs to be protected regardless of what form it’s taken ie inanimate object, animal, human or just a concept. I actually like what they did with hope in the Percy Jackson universe but I won’t into details here for fear of spoilers.

I think Ghost as the God of Hope works really well because he (nearly) always survives regardless or in spite of what it will take to live like when he dug himself out of his own grave. None of it was pretty or kind and there are even moments where he is small and fragile but it feels earnt in the story and hearing still survived Hope has a nasty habit of springing back up even after you’ve squashed it.

I fell like people have a habit of writing Despair as some loud ugly thing that just lashes out and it can be that but it can also be silent and still or even seemingly happy it doesn’t always lead to steaming and crying I have literally seen people so sad they start laughing.

I’ve think Soap as the God Despair works so well as well because people also sometimes mischaracterise him as this happy go lucky guy who not as smart or as good at his job compared to the rest of the 141 and Ghost in particular, he may not be as stealthy as Ghost but he’s more destructive and I would argue smarter in a book sense way.

As Gods I’d say they both have a Grim determination to get the job done the difference being hope fighting for the end and despair fighting till the end.

One of the inspirations for this idea was the story of Pandora and the Alone mission. Soap opens the proverbial jar and lets out the nightmares when questioning graves on his and shepherd’s betrayal. Pandora was curios and opened the jar realising evil unto the world. Ghost stayed to watch over and guide Soap through a city being destroyed by monsters they’d previously helped. Hope was the last thing left in the jar and it stayed to protect and help humanity survive.

When questioned about Ghost staying behind to help Soap in Las Alma’s they both responded together and opposite eachother, Soap in despair felling alone and Ghost resolute always there.

This was supposed to be short lol

Side note imagine 09 Ghost Soap Persephone and Hades

I agree honestly it misses the whole point of hope smh.

OOHHH amazing reasoning absolutely agree with you. God and that is such a powerful connection and example. That even in the worst moments humanity will always succeed and conquer.

I have to it is a sight to see and so telling of the sheer lengths people can go and what they can handle. The amount of respect I have for people who suffer so much and can still smile is beyond words. My mom is disabled and was told she would never work again, but that woman got up and told the world to fuck Itself. She got better It's still hard and there are days she can't get out of bed, but she beat the predictions. She has chronic fatigue and chronic pain with fibromyalgia, she has a heart aneurysm we are keeping a close eye on and just beat breast cancer. She from what I have seen is the embodiment of hope and the strength of the human spirit.

Completely agree as does @azilver we talk about this a lot. People really don't understand Soap's character and it sucks. It's all a mask or if it isn't it is a tool in his arsenal so people don't realize how dangerous he is.

Again, completely agree.

YES, GOD DO YOU HAVE A LINK I NEED TO CONSUME THAT LIKE CRACK!

AGAIN, SPOT ON! That is such a good way to tie that line into the idea as well as a good basis on top of the already solid reasoning!

(HOLY SHIT!!!! OMFG YOUR RIGHT THE LIST IS BEING ADDED TO THAT IS SO BASED)

#call of duty modern warfare #cod modern warfare #hybrid au annon #Resi responds #deity ghost

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alloutofgoddesses · 5 months

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Percy Jackson TV Thoughts

(I’m a book reader so I know things and will reference them in this)

EPISODE ONE

THE WORD FOR WORD OPENING FROM THE BOOKS!!!!! GOD I love it

(all of us the moment we see a black Pegasus) BLACKJACK!! He’s looking after Percy even as he’s a baby 🥺

The actor for young(er) Percy does such a good job at being Percy

Who let an armoured Rhino loose in the city?

THE MYTHOMAGIC CARDS

Every time I look at Mr. Brunner’s wheelchair I just think about how eventually he’s going to be #pranked by the campers changing his fake legs out for Rocky Horror inspired legs

SALLY JACKSON MOTHER OF THE YEAR 17 YEARS RUNNING

Oh Percy oh my baby someone take his suffering and give it to Octavian

Mrs. Dodds is SO GOOD I desperately wish we had more of her

He doesn’t know that he can actually write with it though

Grover and Percy exchanging the stuff in their sandwiches is such a good little detail to add in there

Walker is an incredible Percy and Aryan is an incredible Grover

I LOVE the way Mrs. Dodds transforms into her Fury self (do we know which one she is? I always forget)

Is that Rick on the other side of the headmaster? Hey dude

Grover selling out Percy is WILD like I know they had a time limit for moving the plot along but I’d be mad at him too dam

Eddie yelling at Gabe was so funny… Gabe eat more fruits you don’t know how much time you have left to do so

People saying Gabe’s awfulness have been reduced aren’t necessarily wrong but… he answers Sally’s phone which suggests some stuff. I do hope they sprinkle in some of his terribleness throughout the season though

D’Angelos you say? 👀

As my mom said, his bags were already packed

what on earth is this little Kronos dude and why is he holding a lantern. I love his voice though

Did. Did they make Percy in a bunk bed? Sally. Please tell me there’s another bed in this cabin

I do appreciate Sally TV version being more forthcoming than Sally book version

My parents Did Not laugh at the Jesus joke which is unfortunate, it’s hilarious

Percy littol baby it IS okay honey

Aryan is doing an AMAZING job of acting like an adult who’s Done This Before… it was always hard for me to remember Grover being older than Percy in the books but Aryan has made it clear from the beginning

SALLY JACKSON BAMF OF ALL TIME

The boundary looks so far away y’all how are you gonna get there

What are we swearing on guys? Certainly not a river

Sally I love you SO MUCH all mothers, current or future should be TAKING NOTES

When is Chiron going to explain Anaklusmos if Percy kept it?

The Minotaur has such soft looking ears I cannot lie to you. I would try to pet them probably

Chiron he IS the one though. Both in the way Annabeth expects him to be and not

Oh my god these end credits??? Amazing they’re incredible! And so chalk full of spoilers

Omg a little teaser at the end!

EPISODE TWO

Annabeth that’s dramatic as HELL I love you bby girl

What is that thing on the nightstand next to Percy? It looks like someone fused a hairdryer to a kettle

PERCYYYYYY

I WISHED that’s how this worked my dude

I have seen this clip on the internet before so I knew it was coming but it’s Very Funny

“But did you?” PERCY

The first and last time Percy will ever be respectful to a god

Mr. D is so goddamn funny, thank you to the casting director, the actor, and the actor’s friend’s child who told him how big of a deal this is (if you don’t know what I’m talking about, the actor went on a talk show for press)

I’ve never experienced a New York summer but how is Chiron wearing THREE layers

They’re ancient and they’re COWORKERS it’s amazing

Helpful little ‘gods make demigods do stuff they can’t’ sprinkle there good foreshadowing

These cabins are beautiful

THE HEARTH IN THE MIDDLE HI HESTIA

Not Percy thinking he’s immediately going to get bullied 🥺

YES love that we get to see a dryad and a little of Grover talking to the Cloven Council!

TRANSITIONS

They would get really squishy you’re right Grover

I can’t wait to see Mr. D do some god shit

Ope Kronos is back hey dude. Is he wearing a cloak?

Me, turning to my cat, named Hermes: You’re a FATHER?!?!

Seriously though what is Clarisse’s deal? Why bully the new kid? I have to assume it comes not only from her dad being Ares but other stuff

WHEELCHAIR!!! Disabled rep is AMAZING

Hey I’m pretty sure I won that lighter

I love that Chris is like “Yeah technically but she’s the goddess of failure” like that’s helpful but not helpful

Percy trying to talk to his mom is adorable!!! I wonder if it actually got to his mom or if someone else heard it, like Hades or Poseidon

He’s made some friends!! Oh Percy you don’t even KNOW how many friends you’re gonna make

Perseus I love you

Okay but who’s fixing the stall

Glad Annabeth got to stay dry this time

SPEAKING OF ANNABETH GOD I LOVE HER SO MUCH!! She was one of my IDOLS as a kid and now I get to experience her being a kid and watch Leah crush it

Luke you stay away from her you don’t get to call her your little sister

The forbidden kids? Different from The Big Three but I don’t hate it

Oops well I’ve been pronouncing Thalia wrong more times that I have pronounced it right

The actor for Luke, Charlie, is showing just enough subtle dislike for the gods and his life at camp that it’s only obvious if you’re looking for it. I can’t wait for people to be able to go back and see the hints being laid out

How many generations of campers did it take for the rope bridge to get full of ribbons, and do they serve any purpose

I can’t wait for the armour adjusting moment to be paralleled. Even more so, I can’t wait for the gif sets that will come out of it

I also floss if I am made to stand still. It’s a great stim, I can’t blame Percy

AND HE GETS TO PET A LITTLE CREATURE?!?! Honestly he’s living his best life

The only rule you paid attention to maybe

FIGHT CHOREO MY BELOVED

Sorry Clarisse but maybe you shouldn’t go after the new guy with unknown skill levels

ANNABETH THAT WAS SUCH A HARD SHOVE

Omg the lake, the infamous lake, the very important lake

Honestly I’m sad that 1) no hellhound 2) we don’t get to see Chiron pronounce him the Son of Poseidon? I’d like to know why they made that choice

Love that Chiron went “Congrats on the dad reveal you have to go solve his problems now”

HE IS SALLY JACKSON’S SON FUCK POSEIDON

Grover Underwood you will always be famous

Give me more immediately!! Next week I’ll be at my grandparents house with EIGHT other people, including a five year old. I’m hoping his mom will give me permission to indoctrinate him into the fandom. If not I’ll just make everyone still awake watch it after the kid goes to bed

NEXT WEEK TEASER!!! Very exciting

#pjo disney+#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians

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doevademe · 1 year

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So I’m still on my dark Percy kick so here is another one. High school au where Percy and Annabeth are the golden senior couple, having been together since their early junior year. However, what no one knows is that Percy is cheating on Annabeth with Nico, shy sophomore who just transferred to their school. Percy isn’t public out as bi yet but when he saw Nico, just wanted him all to himself. Nico isn’t fine with being his dirty little secret though and gives Percy and ultimatum, breakup with Annabeth and then they can be together, or break up with him and keep his golden girlfriend. To his surprise, the next day Percy gets up in front of the entire school during lunch and comes out as bi, breaks up with Annabeth, and even states that he had been cheating on her with Nico. Also Percy is a very possessive lover, always marking up Nico’s neck with hickies and bites, so even if no one knew who is “boyfriend” was, they knew he had one.

"It's just you and me, angel."

"It's not. It's never just you and me."

"Angel?"

"I'm done, Percy."

Nico couldn't help the waves of disappointment and self-hatred that coursed through him.

Yes, he had done the right by stopping his... relationship affair meetings with Percy before they became a problem. However, even now he couldn't help but long for the older teen's smile, for his touch, even if he still had his marks all over his neck from right before Nico had broken things up with him.

Well... 'Broken things up' is a bit of an overstatement but...

Let's start from the beginning, shall we?

It had all started a month or so ago, when Nico had transferred from the sunny paradise of Veneto all the way to the concrete jungle of New York City. Without any friends but his distant cousin Hazel and her group of friends, he had wandered into Dr. Thorn's office and risked expulsion when he caught him in a bad mood, only to be saved by the coolest senior ever, one Percy Jackson.

The boy was perfect, and all he asked in exchange for saving his sorry behind from Dr. Thorn had been a lunch together.

A lunch turned into a walk on the Park, then dinner, then movies. Before he realized it, he was being ravaged by Percy Jackson almost on the daily.

They kept their meetings a secret. Percy wasn't out and Nico... well, nobody knew who Nico was, let alone if he liked boys or girls. He thought it didn't matter. Their relationship was theirs and not the whole school's business.

Hazel and their friends had noticed, though. It was difficult to hide the hickies from them, what with them being all the way up to his Adam's apple. He had just told the truth, that his beau wasn't out and that he preferred to keep it a secret. They had understood. Everything was going well.

Then Jason mentioned Annabeth Chase.

Intelligent, Athletic, president of the debate team, shoe-in for class valedictorian... and Percy Jackson's girlfriend.

Nico hadn't known what to think. He wasn't protecting Percy from dirty looks and sneers by keeping quiet, he was just making sure he could keep his girlfriend while getting some action on the side.

It ashamed Nico that it took him almost a week to ask Percy about it. A week where he swallowed his guilt, his morals and let himself be swept up by the swimming team's ace's smiles, words and touch, only to be told that he was working on it, and that what they had was too good to stop.

Percy wouldn't stop, so Nico had to be the one to step up.

"I'm done, Percy," he had said. "I won't be your dirty little secret anymore."

"Nico, please–"

"I'm not asking you to come out," he had assured him. "But I won't see you anymore if you have a girlfriend. I won't be a homewrecker."

"So you're saying it's you or her?" Percy had asked, eyebrow raised.

"Take it however you want," had been his last words to the boy that made his heart race.

Now it was the next day. He had spent most of the day evading Percy, either by hiding behind Jason (who was built like a fridge) or by taking the long path to his classes so he wouldn't pass through any of the hallways where he loitered in-between periods.

It was easier this way. There was no world where Percy Jackson would choose Nico di Angelo.

Now came the trial by fire. He and his friends happened to share the same lunch period as Percy. He didn't know what he would do when he saw the boy of his dreams acting all mushy and in love with his girlfriend.

Yet when he entered, the cafeteria was a complete chaos. Students where all muttering amongst themselves as they looked at s table near the lunch line.

"Poor thing–" "He just went and did it–" "Right in front of everyone–!" "And for a boy!"

Nico and his friends followed the crowd's line of sight and Nico's stomach dropped.

There, standing on top of his usual table, was Percy Jackson, looking proud of himself and looking around, while behind him, Annabeth Chase looked as if she had been punched in the gut.

His eyes met Nico's, and he broke into a grin.

"Nico!" He shouted, happily hoping down and running to him. The crowd parted to give him space, gawking all the while. "Did you hear?"

"I... I just got here."

Percy's face fell, but he recovered quickly.

"Pity, it was a grand gesture and everything, very romantic, if I do say so myself."

"What are you talking about, Percy?" Nico asked, confused.

"Yesterday you said I had to choose, you or Annabeth," he explained, shrugging. Nico looked over his shoulder. The blonde girl was glaring at him, tears in her eyes.

"I... I didn't–"

"So that's what I did!" he interrupted. "You are mine now, Nico di Angelo."

He kissed him in front of everyone. He expected anything. Jeers, whoops, even slurs. Anything would be better than the deadly silence around them.

"And now, everyone knows," he whispered against his lips. Nico could feel his smirk. He bit on his lower lip lightly, making him jump. "Mine."

The growl was low, gutural, it was probable only Nico heard it.

But he did hear it, and the world around him disappeared. He didn't care if the whole school was watching. In the haze that was Percy kissing him, only one word echoed in Nico's brain.

"Yours."

#Percico #my writing #writing prompt #ask #heroichalfblood #and we're back #hope to get one prompt a day #but i make no promises

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hushedlover · 1 year

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I saw you asked for blurb requests!

I would love to see Tasm!Peter caring for a reader who’s feeling faint. (He’s on your writing list, but I didn’t see him in the hashtags of your blurb requests post, so it’s okay if you swap Peter w/ Percy Jackson. :))

Omggg I love peter! I got a liiiiitle carried away haha. I feel like it's kinda bad but it's my first blurb so bare with me

"hi bub, how're you doing?"

Peter's voice called through the phone. You could hear the busy city in the background and assumed he was swinging around patrolling.

"mmmnnmmnmg"

you groaned into the receiver. your throat had been bothering you since yesterday morning and a huge headache had started early in the evening. Now you felt ready to empty the few things you were able to get in your stomach, into the toilet.

"Are you still not feeling good? Your head hurting still?"

You had to pull the phone away from your ear because Peter’s voice was just too loud.

"peeeete you're bein loud. jus come home," you whined.

You heard your boyfriend sigh through the phone before he mutter a quick 'be there soon' and hung up.

In the 20 minutes it took for Peter to get to your place you had quickly fallen asleep.

Peter arrive at your window and knocked. When there was no answer he peeked in and saw you sprawled out across your bed, half your body under the covers and half out. Peter smiled to himself and then carefully slid your window open, cautious not to make too much noise so that you could sleep. He quietly went around your room, changing into some clothes he had left over there and picked up. there were some tissues and food wrappers that he threw away, then he made his way to your kitchen. Peter was no cook that was for sure, but he knew his way around a can of soup. So that's what he made.

You woke to the sound of clanging in the kitchen and though you probably should have been alarmed, you were just irritated that the intruder woke you. You clambered out of bed and wrapped your blanket around you. Haphazardly you walked towards the source of the noise, bleary-eyed and coughing.

Peter turned around at the sound of your pitiful noises and felt his heart break at the sight of you. Your nose was running and look like it had been rubbed raw. Your eyes were clearly tired, your hair sticking up in odd ways and one sock missing from your feet. Peter didn't need to say a word, he just opened his arms and you were stumbling into his chest.

"don feel good pete," was mumbled against his chest.

"Oh honey I know, I'm making some soup for you right now. Why don't you go lay on the couch for me?"

all he got in response was a shake of your head and a muttered 'comfy'. Peter sighed and a small smile graced his face. He readjusted you so you were hugging his back and finished making your lunch. Once he was done he led you over to your couch and sat you down. Immediately you were grumbling about being cold and missing him. Peter just chuckled and found you more blankets. He flipped through the TV channels before settling on some cartoon and setting your soup on the coffee table. Finally your boyfriend settled against you and you were happy.

Peter laughed as you nosed your way under his arm and pressed your face into the crook of his neck, practically laying on top of him. Within minutes you were out cold again, soft snores being puffed out again his neck. The young man only laughed and held you closer, content to hold his girl until she felt better.

#tasm #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm peter x reader #tasm x reader #peter parker #peter parker x reader #andrew peter parker x reader #peter parker x reader sick #andrew garfield spider man

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erasermist · 3 months

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My thoughts as I watched the Percy Jackson and the Olympians season 1 on Disney+

Episode by episode random thoughts below, but overall I loved it. The actors are really good at what they do and I love who they chose as Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Luke, Clarisse… etc.. all of them were fun to watch.

Yeah I was disappointed with the ways many of the scenes were done, but I also don’t think an exact copy of the book would have been relevant now. It’s definitely been adjusted to suit the time period and just because they were changed doesn’t automatically make them all bad changes.

Episode 1:

They’ve definitely made some changes which is obvious. They always do. But I love Walker as Percy. He does such a good job. “Okay… Why?” Was hilarious.

Somehow they made Sally even more amazing and her “death” even more sad. Though it’s an interesting change to make Sally do a lot of what Book Percy did in that fight.

Episode 2:

Luke and Percy’s relationship is making what’s coming even worse! The pat on Percy’s shoulder when leave Hephaestus’ cabin 😢 they are really showing how close Luke made himself to Percy.

Percy’s sass! Him during the waiting time of capture the flag was perfect

I kinda wish they had kneeled when he was claimed but meh I’m still good with this.

“I am Sally Jackson’s son!”

Episode 3:

“Oh geez. You seem busy. I’ll come back.” Poor Percy facing the Oracle

Medusa’s place brings up a lot of deep questions. I kinda like the way they took this. Bringing attention to the actual horrifying truth that is the gods’ cruel punishments is something I appreciate.

The conversation they have after everything is done was a nice touch. Letting us see them actually talk things out and see the bond slowly forming is amazing.

Episode 4:

The moment Percy changes places with Annabeth was perfectly done. Loved it!

Athena “my child embarrassed me so she can die for all I care” vs Poseidon “like hell I’m letting my son die and if that means I make a water tornado to snatch him from the air then I will”

Episode 5:

I love the popping their heads up from behind the concrete when talking to Ares.

Making it modern like Ares starting a fight on Twitter is so cool in a way. Making them “relevant” to the modern world is such an interesting take. I’m looking forward to seeing if they do it with the others too.

“Push down a flight of stairs” is very suspicious. That’s exactly what Percy said when choosing Annabeth.

😂😂Percy is completely on top of this entire park being a creepy ghost place lol though the music break was great

Grover showing off his genius with his flattery of Ares!

Hephaestus changing his mind was good but Annabeth standing up to him (and her mother) was better!!

Grover worked out who stole the bolt?!?!? This would be different than the books, but I’m still willing to see where they go with it.

Though also a thought… we are definitely getting a lot more of the gods than the books gave us. Never saw Hephaestus and it seems like we are gonna see Hermes next episode.

Episode 6:

Oh. They were wrong about who did it. That’s good at least. Figuring it out so early would not have been a good choice.

Annabeth stealing from the god of thieves 😭 even if he let her do it, for those couple of minutes it was hilarious

Santa Monica was more heartbreaking than I thought. Show Percy was really expecting his dad. But the fact he was actually there is something

THEY WERE LATE!! Wow what a change!

4 pearls!!

Episode 7:

The lack of the Crusty fight is actually disappointing honestly

No DOA Recording… I loved that one. Dead on Arrival was just clever. And no pay raise conversation 😢

“Only suckers wait in line” showing your New York City there Percy

Oh no. Now we are down to 3 pearls. Show universe is really out here making Poseidon a better father by actually caring. First he was actually waiting to see Percy and then he gives 4 pearls.

Annabeth isn’t with them anymore 🤔 I don’t like that.

“Sanctuary” for just a second I was impressed with Hades then he explained then I realized it was incredibly pragmatic of him.

Wow. I hold no animosity to show Poseidon like I do Book Poseidon. The immediate answer to Sally… Wow!

I hadn’t really realized I had animosity to book Sally but Show Sally actually did her best to prepare Percy for the world where Book Sally just ignored it.

Woo! Let’s go Ares fight!

Episode 8:

And so begins Percy’s absolute hate against Ares that even transcends a goddess erasing his memories.

Ares didn’t curse Percy though…

Yo… Poseidon surrenders for Percy

And Show Zeus is better than Book Zeus at least for now. He’s at least willing to entertain the idea of Kronos rising.

Oh Luke… I was right… this was worse than the book

“I didn’t think you’d give them to Grover” that is the most heartbreaking line

The mouthing off to Kronos is awesome. Love it “Are you kidding me” he says 😂

And sadly, but also thankfully, no getting rid of Gabe through Medusa’s head by Sally (though still got him lol). Seems like they made him not as abusive on screen as the books showed him to be.

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #percy pjo #percy jackson disney+#percy jackson show #stream of thoughts #pjo spoilers #spoilers

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anticomedygarden · 1 year

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we never knew what friends we had

title taken from billy joel's 'leningrad'

3 & 4 y/o

"Mama!"

Sally’s head whipped around to where her son was yelling for her.

“What is it, baby?” she asked. Around them, dozens of people gazed at the sea creatures.

His green eyes were wide. “Mama, Piper’s lost. We have to help her!” As if to demonstrate that fact, he pulled a little girl, no older than Percy himself, in front of her. While not crying at the moment, she clearly had been as she had tear tracks glistening on her light brown cheeks.

“Percy-,” Sally started, then stopped, realizing there was no way she could leave a lost, helpless little girl alone in New York City. “All right.” Percy’s eyes brightened, and she sighed. “Okay, sweetheart, what’s your name? Piper?”

The little girl sniffled. “Piper McLean,” she said weakly. Poor thing, Sally thought. She really was very young, probably only three or four, and had choppy brown hair pulled into two ponytails at the base of her neck. The hand that wasn’t clutched in Percy’s was gripping an overall strap tightly, and Sally’s heart melted.

“Do you remember if your parents told you what to do if you got lost?” she asked earnestly.

Piper nodded enthusiastically. “Daddy said to stay right I am, and if he doesn’t come find me for a long time to go to the big tall table at the place we came in!”

Sally breathed a sigh of relief. So hopefully that’s where the father was.

Standing up, she took Percy’s hand in her left and Piper’s hand in her right. “Okay, guys, do not let go of my hand.”

She thanked the stars (not the gods - never the gods) that she and Percy had already been near the front of the aquarium because, and she should have predicted it, Percy wanted to stop at every damn tank.

“Mama, rainbow fish!” Percy squealed not 10 seconds after they started walking.

“Percy, come on baby, we need to get Piper to her daddy,” Sally urged.

“Mama, jellyfish!” he screamed.

“Percy, I promise we’ll come back, but we need to find Piper’s dad right now,” she said.

“Mama, shark!”

“Percy-”

“Daddy!” Before Sally could react, Piper was sprinting for a tall man who looked remarkably like Piper herself: same choppy, dark hair, same light brown skin tone, same face full of freckles.

“Baby!” the man said. He buried his head in her hair. “Thank god." He pressed her face into his chest. “Oh my god, I’m never letting go of you ever again.” Sally’s heart clenched as she watched them standing there, Piper clutched to his chest and him just breathing.

She looked down at her son, suddenly very thankful for him. Right then, she vowed never to take her baby for granted.

When Piper’s father finally looked away from his daughter, he turned to Sally and said, “Thank you so much. I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.” She stiffened as he gave her a surprise hug, Piper still held to his hip.

She spoke up. “You really should be thanking my son. He’s the one who found her.”

He pulled away and smiled. “Well, thank you anyway.” He kneeled down to look at Percy. “Thank you, too, little man!” He hugged Percy as well until the little black haired boy squirmed and tugged on Sally’s hand.

Once standing again, he stuck out his hand. “My name is Tristan McLean, and again, I cannot thank you enough.”

Sally shook his hand. “It was nothing, really. What kind of person would I be if I left a little girl all alone?” she posed. “I’m Sally Jackson, by the way, and this is Percy.” She picked him up and placed him on her hip. He was really starting to get too heavy for her to carry around.

Tristan turned to look at his daughter. “What do we say, Piper?” he prompted.

Her little face scrunched up in a smile. “Thank you!” Gods, she was adorable.

“Well, we should probably get going,” Tristan said. “I have an audition to get to, and it’s almost this one’s naptime.” He shook Piper gently, and she giggled. “Thank you again.” He turned back to Piper. “Say bye-bye, Piper!”

“Bye-bye!” she said, waving her little hand at warp speed.

“Bye!” Percy and Sally echoed.

She smiled. What a cute family.

7 & 8 y/o

“Mom, Piper’s on TV!” was what Sally woke up to on this particular Saturday morning. They were lucky Gabe was still passed out with a hangover, or he would be raging about being woken up at 7 in the morning on a weekend.

Wait. Had he said-?

“Mom, come look, Piper’s on TV!” So she had heard that right. Quickly, she walked into the living room and was shocked to see that, yes, the little girl they had rescued at the New York City Aquarium four years ago was on the 7 a.m. gossip news. Well, technically, the report was on Tristan, and it was just a grainy photo of the two of them together in the top right corner of the screen, but still. Piper was on TV.

“Actor Tristan McLean out of Tahlequah, Oklahoma, is set to play the lead role in upcoming highly anticipated Hollywood film King of Sparta directed by the popular Rob Tillman. The actor has mostly stuck to indie films in the past, so this movie could be a big opportunity for him. He also has a seven year old daughter, Piper, but don’t worry ladies; this handsome man is single and ready to mingle!”

Sally nearly vomited when the newscaster (if you could even call him that) winked at the camera. Thankfully, though, that was the end of the report, and they moved on to whatever celebrity was currently in the midst of a scandal.

Percy turned to her from the old, stained couch. “Do you think I could talk to her?” he asked, sea green eyes wide and hopeful.

She sighed, trying to figure out how to explain to him why they couldn’t just talk to a prospective celebrity’s daughter. “I don’t think so, Percy, she lives pretty far away,” was what Sally finally settled on. “We don’t know her phone number or her address. It would be difficult.”

He brightened. “But not impossible?” he said, with the baby seal eyes on full force. She just couldn’t say no to those eyes.

She sighed. “How about you write a letter to her and I’ll see if I can find the address of someone who knows them?”

“Okay!” he agreed excitedly and ran to his bedroom.

She smirked. “And now I have time to clean the living room,” she muttered to herself. “Yay.”

She only ended up getting ten minutes to clean (not nearly enough time, she thought to herself) because Percy had raced through the letter without bothering to check his spelling, though that was normal, she supposed.

Nevertheless, she sent him off to go play in his room, sat down at the kitchen table, and read her son’s letter to a possibly famous little girl.

Dear Ppier,

My name is Percy Jakcosn. Do you remmeber me? We found you at the aqarum. I saw yuo on tv toady. They asid your dad si gonna be in a movei. That’s so cool! How cmoe you were in New Yok if you live in Okaholma? My mom says Okloma is really far from New York.

From,

Percy Jackson

She chuckled to herself. Percy was really too sweet for his own good.

Just in case she actually managed to find an address, she decided to write her own letter to Tristan.

Dear Tristan,

This is Sally Jackson from the New York City Aquarium. My son and I found your daughter when she was lost a few years ago. Anyway, Percy saw you and Piper on TV, and he wanted to contact her. I’ll let you decide whether you want Piper writing and receiving letters from us.

Sincerely,

Sally Jackson

Once she was finished, she went and got Percy dressed so they could go to the library and hopefully find an address for the McLeans.

Before they left, she scribbled a note for Gabe even though she doubted he’d wake up before they got home or care that they were gone for that matter. .

Then, she helped Percy pull his coat on and tie his shoes, and they started the walk to the library.

When they got there, Sally walked them over to the circulation desk.

“Good morning!” the librarian said. She was a middle aged woman of medium height with short brown hair and thick tortoise shell glasses. Her white New York City Public Library uniform stood out starkly against her dark skin and blue jeans. She smiled. “How can I help you?”

Sally glanced at her name tag. Monica. “Hello. I was wondering if I could use a computer?”

Monica the librarian grabbed a clipboard from the underside of the desk. “Sure! Just sign here and label the date and time.”

“Thank you,” Sally said, taking the clipboard.

Monica smiled. “Be sure to check out when you’re done.” Sally nodded and filled out the sign in sheet.

Before going to the computers, she took Percy to the children’s section and set him up with some of the sea animal picture books. He still had trouble reading them, but he liked looking at the pictures. She figured she had about five minutes before his ADHD got the better of him and he’d need something else to do.

She made the most of those five minutes. By the time Percy wandered over to her computer, she had found the address of Tristan’s agent, PR manager, and public post office box. After a quick internal debate, she decided to go with the post office box. Now all they had to do was mail it.

There was a tugging on her arm. “Mom, I’m bored,” Percy whined.

“Okay, just let me sign out, and we can leave,” she told him. She quickly turned off the computer and stood, making sure to grab the addressed envelope. They made their way back to the circulation desk.

“Were you able to find what you needed?” Monica the librarian asked as she handed Sally the sign in and out sheet.

“Yes, thank you,” she answered. She was about to turn away when a flier caught her eye.

Dyslexia Support

Have you noticed your child falling behind in reading and spelling? Do they get easily frustrated while reading or writing? Have they complained that letters seem to rearrange themselves on the page?

If you answered ‘yes’ to the above questions, your child may have dyslexia, a condition that makes reading and writing especially difficult.

Starting Jan. 9, the NYC Public Library will be offering free dyslexia support for children and parents of children with dyslexia. See the circulation desk for more information.

Sally’s mind was racing. Could this be why Percy had such trouble reading? His father had mentioned his godly heritage would cause him to be slightly different from the other children, but she thought the ADHD and physical prowess was the extent.

“Is this for anyone?” She asked. Monica gave her a confused look. “Sorry, this dyslexia flier; can anyone come?”

Monica nodded. “I mean, we prefer it if you know someone with dyslexia, but yeah, it’s open to anyone.”

Sally barely dared let herself hope. After three schools in three years that couldn’t (or wouldn’t, she reminded herself) help her son, this could finally be what she was looking for.

She grabbed a flier and stuffed it in her purse. “Have a nice day!” she said to Monica.

She didn’t look up from her computer. “You, too!”

----

Roughly a month later, they received letters back from the McLeans. Percy wouldn’t let her read the one from Piper because he was, as he put it, “a big boy now and should have his own life.” Normally, that would mean he would frustrate himself trying to read the letter on his own before he came to her sulking wanting her to read it to him, but after only a couple of weeks of reading and writing lessons from the library, he was already showing signs of improvement.

She hurried to look through the rest of the mail so she could read Tristan’s letter. Bills, bills, some stuff for Gabe, and more bills.

She sat down to read the letter.

Dear Sally,

Hello, Sally! Thank you again for finding Piper for me. I am forever in your debt. I think it would be great for the kids to send letters to each other!

Tristan McLean

The signature was the kind of uber fancy and illegible script that was typically reserved for politicians and important people.

She was grateful, anyway. Percy had so much trouble finding friends; she hoped this worked out for him.

----

And so it went for about four years. Percy and Piper exchanged letters once every two months with Sally and Tristan occasionally sending each other a little note. Unfortunately, the adults’ letters petered out pretty fast since both of them were constantly working, but Percy and Piper did their best to stay in touch. However, with the strict boarding school rules and eventually Percy’s newfound demigodishness, it became too difficult, and the letters ended when Percy was 12 and Piper was 11. They never forgot each other, though.

Sally didn’t find out if Percy had told Annabeth about his famous pen pal until the winter he was 16 which also happened to be the winter Hera became her least favorite god and Piper, Leo, and Jason were taken to Camp Half-Blood. Turns out, he had told Annabeth in passing, and she’d only remembered because she found the letters in his bedroom when they were looking for clues about where he had been taken.

Piper had grown into a lovely young woman in Sally’s personal opinion, though she was rather disappointed in Tristan. He had seemed like such a devoted father at the aquarium. That’s just what fame can do to a person, she guessed.

There was a knock at the door, and she smiled. “I’ll get it!” she called to Paul. That was another thing that had changed in the years since she and Percy sent those first two letters. She couldn’t have asked for a better man for herself and her son.

On the other side of the door was Piper McLean herself along with Annabeth Chase, a friendship she was sure both girls were incredibly thankful for. She couldn’t wait to see Percy’s face when he found out his oldest friend was not only a fellow powerful demigod, but also good friends with the love of his life.

“Hi,” she greeted, stepping aside to let them into the apartment. Of course, there was the obvious question she had to address every time Annabeth came over these days. “No news I assume?”

Then she noticed the excited gleam in Annabeth’s eyes and the way she was practically vibrating. One glance at Piper showed nearly the same condition.

“Oh my god,” she breathed. “Don’t tell me-”

“We found him!” Annabeth screamed, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “Well, technically we didn’t find him, we just have a general location, but we have the ability to find him, and the ship is done, and Jason says he knows where Hera took him, and we’ve been dreaming every night-”

“Annabeth,” Piper laughed. “You’re rambling.”

The girl in question smiled sheepishly, a faint blush on her cheeks. “Sorry.”

“What she’s trying to say is we think we know where he is, and we’re gonna sail out tomorrow,” Piper explained far more calmly - but no less loudly.

Sally put her hand over her mouth. “So you mean-”

“We’re getting him back!” Annabeth yelled, unable to contain herself any longer.

The dam broke, and tears cascaded down Sally’s face. Distantly, she felt two pairs of arms come up around her, and then, a third.

My baby’s coming home.

#percabeth #percabeth fanfic #sally jackson #piper mclean #poseidon #tristan mclean #paul blofis #sally x paul #jasper #jiper #my writing #my fic #pjo #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pipercy friendship

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bookns · 5 months

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what the fuck do you mean Can I Be Him is coming out a day early. This is for you @ethereal-maia you are amazing as a friend and as an editor.

“Let's just go once more, Annabeth.” A voice from the sound booth echoed in the stadium. Her long time friend and her sound system operator, Will Solace's voice rang through the sound speakers.

Eyeing him from the stage, Annabeth nodded and adjusted the volume of her headset to her latest song Out Of The Wood. Hearing the queue of the backtrack playing in the echoes of the stadium, the memory of her and her producer, Clarisse La Rue creating it, made her smile as she started to sing.

Although this was just a rehearsal for the show that she was going to perform tonight, Annabeth sang as if she was already performing for the thousands that would arrive. The ending of the song surpassed all too soon for Annabeth as she was too caught up in her performance and the music to notice.

“Well done, Annabeth.” Will exclaimed through the speakers.

“Well done, indeed,” said a voice beyond the stage's eye.

Annabeth’s eyes scanned the grounds, searching for the voice. Percy Jackson came into view, clapping as he did so.

Annabeth grinned when she saw him.

“What are you doing here?”

“I came to get a taste of the stage, and was welcomed by a voice that was serenading me.”

“Very funny. The show isn’t until tonight. We were just finishing rehearsals for my part. You and the rest of the band have rehearsals later tonight.”

“Perfect timing on my end, then. Are you ready for a break?”

“I am,” she said, “Just let me finish up with the sound check, then we can leave.”

.o0o.

Sound check, to Percy, was a funny thing. It wasn't always needed. Before the band joined Annabeth, back when they were on their tour, they used to only soundcheck once a city.

However within the past few weeks of getting to know her, he realized that Annabeth is a perfectionist. Whenever he, or anyone else in the band is looking for her, her manager Silena would lead them to the recording booth. She would always be writing a new song, or adding some hidden detail to an already produced song to surprise that night of fans.

He knew that Annabeth was born for the stage. Anyone with ears would be able to tell you that but being alongside her, working with her and the rest of the band has been the best experience Percy has had.

She knew what she was doing, and it was evident with the packed bleachers and the screaming fans that listened to them play each night.

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“You ready?” Percy called as he knocked on her dressing room door.

The door swung open and Annabeth stood there, a smile growing on her face.

Last he saw of her before she had disappeared into the outskirts of the stage, she was still wearing her costume that would be for the show that night. It was bright blue, extremely sparkly, and impossible to miss. Now she was dressed more casually with a pair of jeans and a white sweatshirt with the words ‘Harvard 1989’ printed on it.

“Yeah let’s go,” she replied.

Percy smiled and they guided each other out of the stadium.

Once they got outside, the raging autumn air felt chilly against his cheeks.

“Oh god, I do not remember Philadelphia being this cold.”

Percy chuckles at her weak attempt of warming her hands.

“You’re from California, right? I guess that they don’t get winter like we do here.”

Annabeth smiled.

“Well, I’m originally from Virgina but I moved to California when I was younger.”

He whistled.

“That had to be a big change.”

Annabeth nodded.

“I don’t really remember it that much. I was only seven when we moved to California, so it wasn’t like I was all that in touch with my southern roots. I wasn’t even that in touch with my Califronian self despite looking like a California surfer girl. I moved away to New York when I was 16.”

“Sixteen,” Percy gaped at her, “That’s just a kid.”

“I know, but it was needed. I was stuck at a house that wasn’t going to support my career,’”

Percy stared at Annabeth shockingly.

“Damn, I always knew I got lucky with my mom always supporting me, but I never knew that you had to go through that.”

“My dad’s a History professor at Harvard. He doesn't care about music”

“But you do?”

His question wasn’t accusing like she thought it would be. Most people would immediately judge her for her ‘impossible’ dream, but Percy didn’t. Then again, Annabeth realized Percy wasn't like most people. He understood her drive for making people listen to her music. After all, he was in the same industry.

Annabeth knew that Percy would understand her need for sharing her music.

“Music is permanent. People have always loved music, whether it be a folktale from the thirteenth century to Mozart or hell, current day pop. It creates stories and allows truth to be told.”

Percy nodded along.

“I get that. I got into music to tell my own story, the story of the lost kid that listened to music on his single mom’s radio while she took care of me all on her own. It helped me calm down, and got me to stop getting into trouble. Writing lyrics gave me a vision. I never thought I could do this as a career,but I’m so glad it did happen. Meeting Beckendorf, Thalia, and Grover changed my life. I wouldn’t have made it through middle school, much less anything else without them.

She smiled.

“Meeting Thalia changed my life too, so I understand it. Thalia always had a thing for finding the troubled. She is the one who took care of me when I ran away from home, you know?”

‘You ran away? I thought that was just some sort of metaphor that is in your music.”

She nodded.

“I wish. When I was 16, my dad didn’t take music seriously. He didn't think I could make it as a career. So I ran away. I hung out on Thalia’s couch for months, writing and practicing.”

“How did you even know who Thalia was? She never mentioned that she knew you.’

“Thalia was my babysitter when I was younger on top of taking care of me when I was 16.”

“Thalia babysat?” His shock made Annabeth realize that, despite being in a band with her, maybe Percy didn’t know Thalia at all.

“She did for years. She used to watch me for days on end when my dad was too busy studying for his exams to notice me. Most of my childhood was at Thalia's house and the sundaes she used to feed me for breakfast.

“That sounds like Thalia. She never really did give a damn about the rules. Growing up, she was the reason me, Beck, and Grover got in trouble so much.”

Annabeth giggled.

“I would like to say I don’t see it from you,” but she eyed him up and down, “trouble is all I see.”

He chuckled.

“Seems like you aren’t an angel yourself, Miss Chase.”

“I’m plenty angel. Ask anyone? Hell, ask Silena”

“Speaking of Silena, how did you two meet?”

“Me and Lena met when I just started in the industry. My first album had just come out, and I was in desperate need of a manager.”

Annabeth snorted.

“It was actually my ex-boyfriend who introduced us.”

Percy raised an eyebrow.

“Really?”

Annabeth sighed.

“His name was Luke Castellan. Silena used to manage him before she became full time for me.

“Wasn’t that a little weird? At least for you, I mean, when you and Luke stopped going out?”

She scrunched her nose.

“Not really. By then, me and Silena had finalized the papers for her to work for me, and he was so toxic. He’s actually the one who I wrote my songs "Would've, Could’ve, Should’ve and White Horse about.”

Percy sighed in relief.

“At least it worked out for the best. You get to create songs over awful guys, and Silena gets a job out of it.”

“It’s been only a few years of Silena working with me. She’s still new to the managing world, and we’re learning together, I guess.”

“Well it seems she might have a new band to manage if her and Beck continue forward”

Annabeth laughed.

“Why do you call him that? Beckendorf? I know it’s his last name, but it’s odd. I thought only sports players only called their friends by their last name.”

“Well, a long time ago, when we were kids, Grover, Beck and I all went to the same summer camp, and we used to have homemade jerseys that my mom would sew up for us. One day I just started calling him Beckendorf, and it just stuck.”

“That was sweet of your mom.”

Percy smiled.

“My mom was always doing stuff like that during my childhood. It was just me and her growing up, and we didn’t have much money. She would always figure out how to sew jerseys for us, or bake blue cookies each time I would come from camp.”

“Blue cookies?”

Annabeth’s puzzlement made Percy laugh even harder, making the cold air flush against Annabeth’s skin .

“I lied about saying that it was just me and my mom. I had a step dad, but he was more of a monster than man. He didn't believe in blue food, so she used to dye everything blue. I’m surprised that my teeth aren’t permanently indigo. It was like our little act of rebellion against him.”

Sympathetically, Annabeth said, “Step parents are rough. Believe me, I know.”

She stopped to look at him as the red of the stop light glowed in the night.

“Gabe was one for the dramatics. Always begging for money for his poker games, and other addictions. Was yours like that?”

“My stepmom was never a horrible person to anyone else. She treated me like I was, though. They got married when I was seven like i said, and ever since then, I was treated like i don't belong in that house. I was on my own, for at least it felt like it, the rest of my life.”

“My mom saved me,” Percy says, “I can’t imagine what it must’ve been like to grow up in a house where you felt so alone.”

Annabeth grew quiet as they stopped at a corner, the harsh lights of a diner in their rearview being the only thing that allowed Percy to see her gentle shivers in the cold.

“It got better as I got older. I met Thalia, started creating music, and suddenly they didn't matter. I created my own family. What’s the word?”

“A found family?”

“That’s it.”

“How does one become a part of this found family?”

“I won’t kiss and tell.”

“You have to kiss me to tell me, is what I’m hearing,” Percy said slyly.

“If that’s what you want?”

Annabeth leaned up on her tip-toes as Percy wrapped one of his arms around her waist.

His lips nearly touched hers, he could almost taste her lips on his.

Using what was left of her height, Annabeth met his lips with an urgent reverence.

Within the safety of his arms now fully wrapped around her, Annnabeth explored his mouth.

He bit down on her lip causing her to gasp, and groan.

She broke away from the kiss, her hands still on his chest, heaving as she began to process what had just occurred.

Days of writing about a first kiss that leaves her breathless, Annabeth realizes that this green-eyed boy had a lot more than she realized.

“Percy, do that again.”

Hoarsely, Percy chuckled and Annabeth felt it in her core.

“I will do whatever you want, Beth.”

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