there’s a popular post that i can’t find atm that talks about how in HOO we see percy doing stuff not from within his own perspective and it’s wild because suddenly we see stuff like this ^ where other people are just… horrified by all the crazy shit he does.

but i think really this kinda thing speaks more to annabeth’s characterization because like if percy had pulled this wager with the gorgon’s blood thing in front of her instead of freaking out like frank and hazel she literally would have been like nice plan, glad you’re not dead, now what

  • Percy: know what I want to do on this fine day?
  • Nico: hopefully not think about all the future prophecies you'll probably in, and all the new possible risks you're going to have to take because the gods force you to. you're also not good at hiding how angry you get when we go to olympus but other than that. what do you wanna do today?
  • Percy: man I just wanted some pancakes
We May Have Scars, but We Are Not Broken

Anon requested: Idk if requests are still open but if they are can you please do an imagine where percy and annabeth are living together and one night percy has nightmares of tartarus when he was like dark!percy and when he wakes up screaming he accidentally hurts annabeth but annabeth comforts him and says its okay (plus point if it makes me cry) 


It starts off like all the others. He’s back in that place, feeling as helpless as can be.
“Percy!”He hears Annabeth’s voice echoing. He’s back on that cliff again and he’s slowly trying to kill Akhlys, not wanting to stop. “Some things aren’t meant to be controlled!” He hears her yell. Percy blinks, confused for a moment before he resumes controlling the liquid. “Stop!” Annabeth shouts, and before, where Akhlys stood, is his girlfriend.
The son of Poseidon tries to stop, but finds that for some reason he can’t. “Percy, please!” The blondes voice breaks at the end, begging for him to stop. Just as he’s finally able to get in control of his body once more, he finds himself too late. Annabeth’s form turns to dead looking one that the Death Mist once transformed her into. Before he can react, his sees his girlfriend’s form stumbling off the cliff. “Percy! Why did you leave me?” are her last words as she falls out of sight. He runs towards the edge, yelling and punching at the sky, seeing nothing but darkness below.



“Percy. Percy! PERCY” A voice shouts. The boy awakens, shooting up. After getting a bearing of his surroundings he realizes that he is in his cabin at camp, and Annabeth is there with him. 


“It was that bad, huh?” The blonde whispers.


“Yeah, it was terrible, I was back-” He pauses when he notices a bruise forming on his girlfriend’s check. “I-did I do this?” The boy asks, motioning towards the mark.


 “It’s nothing.” Annabeth answered quickly.


“It’s not nothing, Annabeth, I hurt you!” Percy snaps.
 “Perc, I’m fine, really. It’s okay, you didn’t mean it, besides it’s my fault, I should have known better than to try to touch you while you were so deep into your nightmare.” The daughter of Athen says.


 “It’s not okay! It’s never okay, Annabeth!” The boy yells, but the anger is not directed to his girlfriend, but instead at himself. “Hurting someone, someone you are suppose to love…it’s never okay.” He says quietly to himself, voice breaking at the end.


The blonde moves closer to him, putting a hand on his back, trying to soothe Percy, but he moves away from her touch. “Don’t-don’t touch me, I might hurt you.”


 “Percy, I know you, you would never, ever, hurt me.”


“What if I turn out like Gabe?” The son of Poseidon blurts out his worry. 
 “You are nothing, like that monster. You hear me Percy, nothing like him.” Annabeth says firmly.


 “That might be true now, but I worry, I-“Percy sighs, “some days I’m filled with rage that is just so intense, that I scare myself, and then I think about that moment in Tartarus…where I was trying to kill Akhlys. You were yelling at me stop, but Annabeth-” The boy’s looks into the blonde’s grey eyes as his own tear up. “I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to see how much pain I could inflict on that goddess, and gods, if you weren’t there…I don’t know what would have happened.” He pauses for a few minutes, trying to calm himself. “It scares me so, so, much, what I’m capable of, because if I have that ability within myself to be that cruel, then I’m already a little like Gabe, and I pro-promised myself every time that he beat me or my mom, that I would never, in a thousand years, allow myself to be like him, that I would never hurt someone that I’m suppose to love or protect.” 


 “Listen Perc, we all have a dark side and are capable of unspeakable things. Just because you have a dark side does not make you like that asshole, and you want to know why? Because while you may be capable of being a bad person, you choose not to be. You choose to put all your energy into helping others and saving the world. You choose to do good, even after society has continually told you that you can’t, that you have to settle for less, you rise above, and that’s why I love you.”


 “How can you love me? I’m so broken, and you-you deserve so much better.” Percy’s voice breaks.


 “You are not broken, Percy. You might have a few scars, but above all else you are a survivor. Don’t you dare think for a minute, that I don’t deserve you, because you are the most loyal, loving, person I have ever met. Besides-” Annabeth smiles, “whose to say I don’t have a few scars myself?”


 “Gods, I love you.” The son of Poseidon responds.


“I know and I love you too, now go try to get more sleep, I can tell you’re tired. We can talk more in the morning. The blonde urges.


"Yeah, I suppose you’re right, as always. Goodnight.” Percy says as he kisses her and lies down. Annabeth follows and slides into the other side of the bed, and soon after the boy starts falling asleep in the best way: feeling loved.

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lit meme: eight friendships [1/8]

Percy & Annabeth & Grover

“Why can’t you place a blessing like that on us?“ I asked.
“It only works on wild animals.”
“So it would only affect Percy,” Annabeth reasoned.
“Hey!” I protested.

  • Silena: Annabeth, you shouldn't be jealous of Rachel. She's Percy's friend and his happiness is your priority, yeah?
  • Annabeth: I'm not jealous. I'm envious. Jealousy is when you're worried someone will take what you have. Envy is wanting something someone else has. It's envy; not jealousy.
  • Grover: *flipping through a dictionary* . . . Wow. She's right, yeah.

anonymous asked:

can you draw annabeth chase in h1? (if youre still doing the outfits things ofc)

gods dammit i read this as E1 im so sorry ill make another one for u if u resend the message i just got rly excited about greaser annabeth OTL. pls forgive me anon,,,, she’s so hot????? im gay??

ALSO BONUS bc someone requested percy in c3:

he’s smitten y’all someone help this poor boy 

(for the outfit meme)

  • Frank: I think I'm in love with your sister.
  • Nico: Are you sure? How do you feel around her? Because, only person I can tolerate here or no, I'm not about to let you lead her on then break her heart, or just use her for sex if you're just feeling lust here.
  • Frank: I would never do that. But it's hard to tell. When I'm around her, I can't even think straight.
  • Nico, Will, Percy, Jason, Annabeth, Piper, Reyna and Thalia: *snorts with laughter* What a nightmare.