dark percy au

Dark god AU Part 1

Lincoln couldn’t believe his facking eyes.

Like a scene straight out of a movie, the moment he was summoned, the world seemed to get darker. They were just standing on a rocky cliff, the sun high above them as gentle ocean waves crashed against the rocky shore below. Now, grey and heavy storm clouds rolled out of nowhere and blanketed the sky, hiding the sun and threatening to send a cascade of rain atop their heads. The once gentle ocean now churned and crashed against the cliff side so hard, Lincoln was sure that it was trying to bring the entire rock face and them with it down to the bottom of the sea. Somewhere along the sea horizon, thunder rolled.

And there he was. Standing tall and menacing before them, surrounded by a thick, neon green mist that circled around his calves. His eyes piercing the dark like two cursed emeralds, dangerous and threatening, and even though all his instincts told him to look away and bolt like a wee barra into his mother’s skirts, Lincoln couldn’t help but stare back into them.

He was staring into the eyes of a god. The god. The god he had been warned to never be in contact with. The god that had more rumors spread about him than legends. The god that even the other gods, his own father included, never talked about.

The god that had been lost for generations, was standing right before his very eyes. Glowing, practically overflowing with unused ancient energy that seemed to course and surge around him like green venomous lightning.

All because some fourteen year old girl called him a Seaweed Brain.

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an outsider’s perspective on pjo

submitted by the absolutely incredible @orhowfar

okay i’m not in pjo fandom. i havent read any of the books, and before joining tumblr i knew NOTHING about it other than there was a movie once. sooo idk what this is really, i guess i thought an outsider’s impressions would amuse you.

- a bunch of teenage demigods who… hang out and piss their parents off
- the consequences are disastrous
- because their parents are greek gods and therefore assholes
- everyone should just listen to annabeth
- percy’s a little shit who doesn’t know what he’s doing but gets it done anyway
- percy is poseidon’s son, annabeth is the daughter of athena, and like idek any of the others but i know their names are piper nico bianca hazel grover jason magnus (who is… annabeth’s brother?)
- percy annabeth and hazel remain to be the only three i can name by sight
- percabeth
- his memories of annabeth were too strong to be completely erased
- there’s a… prophecy?? or something? there’s always a prophecy
- but no one dies ever
- except where’s grover
- why are they all wearing orange shirts, seriously is that a collective favorite color or something
- boo/hoo stands for the sound pjo fandom makes when they think about what might have been
- but srsly just listen to annabeth
- dark!percy aus are apparently a thing that are not entirely out of line with his character in canon which is a discussion i followed with interest
- nico’s gay but everyone hates the way this was revealed. also i think he has a sister.
- percy on the other hand goes out of his way to spell out how no-homo he is
- hazel teams up with annabeth at… some point. idk. there was fanart. it looked epic and apocalyptic.
- in the new book there’s a character who wears a hijab, and some other dude, and it’s also about norse gods, and also annabeth is there
- what movie
- “what i dont understand is why, over the course of several books, it’s proven that despite being an utter goofball percy actually comes through and saves the day, and everyone continually acts all surprised.”
- pjo fandom is stuck in some otherly-dimension groundhog day where they will be buying new pjo books for the rest of their life.
- did that underwater kiss actually happen or is it a natural byproduct of a fandom where the lead is the son of the god of the sea
- just… listen to annabeth
- percy no


i am dying because this is the most accurate summary of these books and this fandom and just “boo/hoo stands for the sound pjo fandom makes when they think about what might have been” I CAN’T STOP LAUGHING holy shit. bravo. bravo.

Super Villain au

Ok, as promised, here’s Percy:

Perseus Jackson:
- Age: 25
- Publicly known as: Anaklusmos/Riptide
- Power: Hydro kinesis, minor weather control (ability to create small hurricanes), ability to create minor tremors (earthquakes).
- Area most targeted: New York (New York City, specifically the island of Manhattan).
- Crimes: Murder, destruction of property, torture of enemies (Jackson favours drowning the most but has been known use his sword, Blackjack) and possession of illegal weapons.
- When convicted: 2012
- Sentence: Currently serving a life sentence in Belle Reve Prison.
- Relationships: Mother (Sally Jackson), unknown Father, Stepfather (Paul Blofis), ex Stepfather (Gabe Ugliano (deceased)), Wife (Rachel Dare (deceased)), Daughter (Marina Jackson), Best friend (Grover Underwood).
- Description: White, black, wavy hair, tanned skin, average height, bluish green eyes (one could argue they are sea green). Usually sports clothing in various shades of blue.
- Extra notes: Jackson first offence was the murder of his Stepfather, who was known to be abusive. This is believed to be the cause of Jackson’s mental issues. Miss Dare was murdered under suspicious circumstances after giving birth to her daughter Marina Jackson aged 19, leaving Jackson to take care of her singlehandedly. Despite his sadistic sense of humour, Jackson has managed to bring up his daughter well as Marina (6) is currently doing well in school. Jackson is known to have been close with the missing environmental activist, Grover Underwood, who mysteriously disappeared eight years ago. Jackson has shown no signs of looking for him, however this may be a contributing factor for Jackson’s damaged mental state. Jackson must be kept in a container that does not leak as he has the ability to spontaneously fill his surrounding area with water. For this reason the walls of Jackson’s container must be very strong to prevent fatalities.

So there you go. I’ve seen so many dark!percy things on Tumblr so I hope the fandom appreciates my meagre attempt at contributing. My only question for you is, where has Grover gone?

anonymous asked:

Au of gabe not dying, just leaving, and darkpercy finding him one day when he's older, and making him pay for ever hurting his mum?

  • It had been ten years since Gabe left New York 
  • he was currently living in Miami off of the money he made for doing the Barbara Walters interview 
  • he had been out fishing all day with some of his new poker buddies and couldn’t wait to sit back in his recliner, smoke a cigar, crack a beer, and watch whatever was playing on Spike 
  • when he opened the door to his apartment he was immediately greeted by the smell of a fresh cigar 
  • he walked down the small hallway and stopped just before entering the living room 
  • the room was dark but he could see that smoke was wafting up from his recliner
  • “I never understood why you liked these, but I must admit it does give me a bit of a mafioso vibe that I dig,” a voice said calmly 
  • Gabe turned the light on just as the recliner turned towards him 
  • sitting in it was none other than a 22 year old Percy Jackson 
  • “If it isn’t the punk. What the hell are you doing here?” 
  • “It was harder to find you than I thought, Gabe. First Jersey then to Louisiana then Texas for a bit and now Miami. But that smell of yours… Gods I hate that smell,” Percy’s eyes seemed distracted for a minute and then snapped back to Gabe. “It works just as good as a trail to track with you as it does to repel monsters. But anyways, I’m getting off topic. I’m here because I think it’s time you and I have a talk. Man to man.” 
  • Gabe laughed, the way he would laugh right before launching into a tirade or after hitting Sally, “You think cause you had a growth spurt you’re a man? You’re nothing but a punk, kid! And we don’t have anything to talk about,” he said as he reached for the phone 
  • “Well, talk is actually a bit of a strong word. I’m here to hurt you.” 
  • Percy pulled something out of his pocket that looked like a metal chapstick 
  • he took the cap off and a black trident appeared in Percy’s hand 
  • it felt cold in his hand and gleamed in the dim lighting of the apartment 
  • “I’m curious, Gabe. What does this look like to you?” 
  • Gabe was frozen in a staring contest with Percy, his hand hovering over the phone, “It looks like a trident.” 
  • a wicked smile spread across Percy’s face 
  • “This trident is made of Stygian iron,” Percy said, eyes running up and down the weapon in his hand. “I got my brother to forge it for me. It is molded to my grip and feels perfectly balanced. It’s said that only deities of the Underworld and their demigod children can wield Stygian Iron but since my trip to Tartarus- you do know what Tartarus is, dontcha Gabe?” 
  • “It’s uh… it’s… it’s a sauce.” 
  • Percy’s laugh sent chills down Gabe’s spine
  • “You always were a world class idiot. It’s actually the deepest and darkest part of the Underworld.  It’s where monsters go when they die. It may very well be where you end up… Anyways, like I was saying, under normal circumstances this would be too powerful for me, but since I made it out of the pits of hell the only thing too powerful,” he said trailing off a bit, “is me.” 
  • Percy walked across the room towards Gabe slowly, using the trident as a walking stick and enjoying the panic in Gabe’s eyes 
  • every time the trident hit the hardwood floor, a vibration of fear echoed through the apartment and it was if a chill entered the air 
  • Gabe couldn’t get his body to respond to his brain’s screams to run 
  • he didn’t remember Percy’s eyes ever being this dark 
  • the trouble maker gleam was no longer there, and had been replaced with something much more… murderous 
  • Percy now stood an arms length away from Gabe, the tip of the trident held against Gabe’s chest 
  • “Wanna know the really great thing about Stygian Iron, Smelly Gabe?” 
  • Percy pressed a little harder and carved an “S” into Gabe’s chest 
  • Gabe jumped back and put his hand to his chest where he felt the trickle of warm blood
  • he looked into Percy’s eyes and saw nothing but hatred 
  • “It harms mortals just as much as it does monsters” 

Percico AU where Percy and Nico exchange their papers in the whole history.

Percy is raised by Hades and becomes a powerful warrior of the Hades Kingdom who has learned to use his powers in the maximum and controls the rivers of the underworld, and Nico is the great hero of the prophecy that has a lot of friends in the camp, because Bianca survives, so he never runs away to the underworld and keep his old personality and his love for Mythomagic.

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  • Art by Viria (X)
  • The main idea of this AU isn’t mine and was inspired in this fanfiction (X). I just really liked that idea and couldn’t stop thinking in my own plot about it, but I will not write a fanfiction, I’ll just post my edits and maybe some texts because I’m in love with this universe.

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Hey guys! Since my dark!percy headcanons reached 100 notes in one day (!!!!!) I’ve decided to continue them. Hope you like these ones!

Here is the link to part 1 if you didn’t read it.
http://emilythebraun419.tumblr.com/post/129918342137/a-bunch-of-people-i-follow-like (sorry I don’t have a fancier way to post the link, I’m on mobile.)

And part 3: http://emilythebraun419.tumblr.com/post/130528087177/part-three-of-my-darkpercy-au-part-one

-As soon as they got out of Tartarus, Annabeth knew that was it for them.
-What Percy had done…
-‘No,’ she reasoned with herself. ‘This is Percy. My Percy. We’ll make it through this. Together.’
-But then he left.
-She watched him run off, but she couldn’t bring herself to run after him. -Instead, she turned towards the Doors. She rested her hand on them.
-Annabeth felt the blood pulsing through her ears. She cried out, but could not hear herself. She banged her fists against the Doors, sank to her knees, hot tears streaming down her face.
-Piper knelt down beside her a few minutes later, coaxing her to get up and come with them. When she didn’t move, Jason pulled her up and got her back to the Argo II.

-3 days. Annabeth stayed in her cabin three days before she finally emerged.
-She pretended like nothing happened. Pretended to be her old self. No one dared mention Percy, and they completed the quest without him.
-Things were particularly rough when Leo died. Everyone was in mourning, but Annabeth couldn’t bring herself to feel anything for him.
-To avoid the worried, pitying looks everyone gave her, she took to her cabin. She would spend day and night in there, drafting new architectural designs. She rarely slept, and would only eat on occasion if she noticed someone had brought her a plate.
-After two weeks of this, Chiron came to visit her.
-“Annabeth, I can’t imagine… gods, I am so sorry. You did not deserve this. But you can’t continue like this. Please, come back outside. We’ll work through this.”
-She refused, and he finally left her to her work.

-About another month passed, and it had gotten worse.
-She started losing time, having flashbacks from Tartarus.
-She’d wake up from these spells with drawings all over her drafting paper, things she had seen, Arachne, Percy’s face…
-Dionysus actually came to see her one afternoon. Whether it was of his own accord or Chirons prompting, she wasn’t sure. But she did know, he was being uncharacteristically kind.
-“Annabeth,” he began, “I can help you. I can take away these horrible images. I can make you forget it all.”
-“How much would I forget?”
-“Probably everything after the Titan war ended. There’s so much suffering, I would need to buffer it to make sure nothing would spark it back.”
-She thought about it a minute. She could make all the pain go away. But she would forget her friends. She would dishonor Leo by forgetting him, she would forget Piper and Hazel and Jason and Frank. She would forget all that Percy had done. She would go through that withdrawal again.
-“Why do you want to help me?” She asked Dionysus.
-“I am the got of the mentally ill. And I’m not cruel. I see what this is doing to you. The rest of the gods and I agree, it isn’t fair to allow one of the heroes who has done so much for us to sit and suffer.”
-She thought about it, but ultimately refused. She couldn’t forget her friends. She couldn’t forget the good moments she and Percy had had. The four months they were together. When she found him. Their night in the stable. She couldn’t let it go.
-Dionysus left, saying “you know where I am if you change your mind.”
-The few times she was outside her cabin and ran into him, it was as if that meeting hadn’t happened. She was back to being Annie Belle. That is, until she’s catch that knowing look in his eyes.

-Three months had passed. She had nothing left to draft. No ideas. She sat over her table, occasionally waking up to more drawings she didn’t remember sketching.
-Then that day happened. The day she didn’t think would ever happen.
-The door squeaked, and she ignored it.
-“You,” Malcolm begins. “How dare you come back here. You have no right-” 

-“Get out,” A familiar voice says. 
-“Like hell,” Malcolm replies.
-But then Annabeth whispers “it’s okay.”

-Her voice is raspy and uneven.
-She hears Malcolm leave. 

-Percy walks over to Annabeth cautiously, and kneels down beside her. She can feel him looking at her, but she can’t look at him. She can’t do it.
-But then he turns her towards him.
-His hair is a mess and needs a cut. He wears a black tee shirt and a pair of jeans. His skin looks weathered. There are frustrated frown lines etched into his face, and his eyes hold a fire that terrify her. It’s the fire she saw back in the pit.
-“Oh, Annabeth,” he whispers.
-For a second, she thought she heard her Percy. But no. That Percy is gone. Died in the deepest pits of hell three months ago. This is the rage filled remains of a broken boy.

-He places his hand against her cheek. 

-Suddenly, she is filled with rage. -“You promised,” she whispers. “You promised ‘never again,’ but you keep leaving. We needed each other and you fucking left… Get out.”

-When he doesn’t move, she screams “Get out!” She lunges for a knife Malcolm had gotten for her and slashes him across his cheekbone. 

-He stumbles backward out of the cabin, stunned. 

-She falls to the floor, sobbing violently. She curls into herself.
-“I can’t do this anymore,” she wheezes to herself. “I can’t.”
-She pulls out a pencil, and writes herself a note on the drafting paper.
-She tells herself she’s sorry. She tells herself not to go looking for answers. She tells herself to trust Piper and Jason and Hazel and Frank. She tells herself to forget Percy Jackson.
-She writes a second note to Piper. She instructs her not to tell her anything about Percy, no matter how hard she begs. She seals that note, and slips it under the Aphrodite cabin’s door as she passes.
-She’s running now, as fast as she can towards the Big House. A heavy rain is falling down, but she doesn’t think about how that shouldn’t be possible. She just lets herself get soaked and runs.
-Dionysus is sitting at the table, playing pinochle with a few satyrs.
-“Miss Anna Bree-” he begins, but she cuts him off.
-“I can’t do it anymore. Dionysus, please, can you help me?”
-“If you are sure this is what you want, then of course. My offer still stands. Why don’t we go inside, Annabeth?”
-They go in one of the sick rooms on the second floor. He has her sit on the bed, and places his hand to her forhead.
-‘I’m sorry this happened to us, Percy. I’ll always love you,’ she thinks to herself.
-The room goes black.

Super Villain au

Ok, next up, Leo:

Leo Valdez:
- Age: 24
- Publicly known as: Pirómano*
- Power: Human flamethrower, fire proof, can control fire and can withstand extreme heat.
- Area most targeted: Texas (specifically his hometown of Houston).
- Crimes: 20 individual counts of arson (first degree), murderer of 5 (one of which could potentially have been his Mother).
- When convicted: 2013
- Sentence: Currently serving a life sentence at Belle Reve Prison.
- Relationships: Absent Father, close to his Mother (Esperanza Valdez (deceased)), poor relationship with his maternal family (due to them blaming him of Esperanza’s fire related death), many foster families (Valdez fled from many of these) and an ex girlfriend (Calypso Ogygia).
- Description: Half Latino, dark, curly hair, slightly below average height, scrawny (due to years of malnutrition after living on the streets), dark brown eyes. Usually sports casual clothes made from fireproof material believed to have been weaved by Calypso Ogygia.
- Extra notes: Thought to have serious mental issues as Valdez is believed to have been responsible for his Mother’s death after she was trapped inside a burning workshop, Valdez was 10 at the time.
A superb mechanic, known to have invented many groundbreaking pieces of machinery.
Valdez’s relationship with Miss Ogygia is thought to have ended shortly before he gave himself up to the Police, this may have been a contributing factor to either.
We have evidence to believe that Valdez has been involved in gangs in the past.
Valdez should be held in a completely secure and fire retardant container.
Ensure Valdez has absolutely no access to machinery that could potentially be sabotaged.

*Google translate says that this means arsonist in Spanish, please correct me if it’s wrong.

I hate to say that was easier than I expected. I, of course, based Leo on El Diablo from Suicide Squad. I’m not really sure what happened with Calypso and Leo yet, did they break up before he turned himself in because he wanted her to move on or was there an accident involving a certain Pyromaniac’s flames? I don’t know yet but I’ll figure it out.

Gods of New York

Sooo I read Six of Crows recently and felt like making a gang!au starring a dark!Percy, because I’m trash. Enjoy, I guess.


Percy cracked his neck, hardening his grip on his knife. The brooding expression send chills through the man sitting in front of him as he played with Riptide. Pale light reflected off the blade’s shiny edges, casting luminous shapes on Percy’s angular features.

“Can’t say I didn’t warn you,” Percy said, curling the right corner of his lips in his infamous troublemaker smirk. The man had a wash of terror in his eyes, pleading to spare his life. What he didn’t know, though, was the fact that being marked was far, far worse that ending up dead on an alley.

With precise movements Percy began slicing the man’s skin, from his fingers up to his shoulders, from his shoulders to his jawline and finally, from his jaw to his cheekbone. After a few moments, Percy stood straight again, looking at the perfect ‘P’ carved in the dude’s face. A satisfied grin tugged at the corners of his mouth as he wiped the blade with a piece of cloth.

“Next time, try not to brag about fighting the God of New York when he’s in the room.”

Mark of Athena AU ending

@lililibird and @ofswordsandpens’s headcanons have had a huge impact on me, and just for this one time, I wanted to try and imagine something for them, specially related to Percy alone in Tartarus…

{×_×}

He knew he was going to hurt her, and that she was already too far gone into the pain to be strong at all.
He also knew Tartarus would break her.

How could it not, having fallen right after such a traumatic quest?

So yes, he was going to hurt her. More than just physically, once she was lucid enough to understand what he had done.

Percy knew that, to do what he had to, he would have to leave her again. Maybe forever, and yet…

“Percy, let me go" she croaked, “You can’t pull me out"

‘No, I can’t. Not unless…’

He allowed himself to feel that familiar tug in his gut, even if he knew it would only drain his energy faster (creating water was always harder).
A cocoon of water surrounded Annabeth from the waist down, freezing the spidersilk in the process, only to break it mercilessly.

He looked up at Nico, fifteen feet above, knowing he would only have one chance to get it right, since Annabeth, even free from Arachne’s tug-war, was quickly losing consciousness, mostly due to shock, thanks to the pain inflicted in her broken ankle.

“The other side, Nico!“ shouted Percy, already giving his last eforts to gather water under Annabeth’s feet, and propulse her outside “I’ll see you there, do you understand?”

Nico’s eyes widened “But-“

“Lead them there! Promise me!”

And with Nico’s “I’ll do", Percy pushed Annabeth out of the pit, kmowing it would make her broken ankle worse, barely being able to see Nico drag a now unconscious Annabeth away from the patch of marble she had landed in, while Hazel and him kept shouting for help.

And as he lost his grip and started his fall, Percy smiled, his eyes meeting Nico’s (who has scrambled back to very edge of the Pit as soon as he could) for what could be the last time.

They had a new promise.

Nico would lead the others to the House of Hades, while Percy would to whatever he had to do to meet them from the other side.

{That was a promise he definitely wasn’t going to break}

And he fell, with Arachne’s taunts about beautiful sacrifices resonating in his ears.

{×_×}

So… This was probably awful, but what do you think about it? Could that be a somewhat plausible way for Percy to fall alone? Like, choosing to let himself fall before even thinking about sacrificing whatever’s left of Annabeth’s sanity (after the hell Arachne put her through) in the off chance they both managed to get out of Tatarus again?

That, I guess, could be the ‘sacrifice’ Percy had been unable to do? Choosing not to have Annabeth’s intelligence and wisdom in this really dangerous quest he suddenly finds himself in? And that way all that talk about Percy chosing badly due to his Fatal Flaw finally making sense? {Since without Annabeth there’s no one to stop his spiral into darkness, which could certainly end up with him dead or broken beyond repair?}

As a small token of my gratitude for reaching 1.5k this week, here’s a little fic I’ve been working on! I hope you enjoy, and thanks for all the support!! xxx 

The first time Percy Jackson causes an earthquake, he’s having a nightmare. He wakes from images of a drowning Akhlys in a cold sweat as a light rumbling subsides. His bunk seems to have moved a bit, but he thinks he remembers bumping into it on his way back from the bathroom. The pictures on his cabin wall are slightly crooked, or were they like that before? Annabeth was always straightening them but he really can’t remember how they were last night. No one says anything at breakfast, but the heavy feeling in his gut tells him it wasn’t just part of his nightmare. 

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Super Villain au

And to complete the Lost Hero trio, I give you, Jason:

Jason Grace:
- Age: 24
- Publicly known as: Tempest
- Power: Ability to fly, control over weather (winds and storms) and is able to manipulate electricity.
- Area most targeted: California (San Francisco) - Crimes: Inconclusive evidence for anything other than extreme terrorism.
- When convicted: 2015
- Sentence: Currently serving a life sentence in Belle Reve Prison.
- Relationships: Deceased Mother (actress Beryl Grace), distant Father (estranged businessman Jupiter Olympus), sister ran away when Grace was young (Thalia Grace, lieutenant of the Hunt*), known to be in a relationship with Siren.
- Description: White, light, blond hair, above average height, bright (electric) blue eyes. Usually seen sporting expensive clothing (suits).
- Extra notes: Grace’s unusual upbringing may have caused some of his obvious mental issues.
Grace inherited his Father’s business empire and consequently gained a high social status.
He has most of California wrapped around his finger- most are to afraid to do otherwise.
Grace’s relationship with Siren is one to be feared, keep separate at all costs.
Ensure Grace is kept in a non conductive environment.

*I’m thinking of making the Hunters a superhero team like the Avengers, what do you think? I already know that Team Statue™ are going to be the good guys (see Piper’s profile).


I love Jason so much, why am I doing this to him? I think I sort of based him on the Joker but I don’t think that Jason/Piper is like Joker/Harley, that will come up soon (whispers: percabeth). I don’t know anymore but I’m blaming the inner fan girl. I can’t wait to finish these profile things so I actually have something to write about!

I feel like everyone is either 0 or 100 with Percy, like they think he’s this goofy, super welcoming, extra warm guy or they think he’s constantly brooding, almost never smiles, and he basically is just all around a grumpy borderline mean dude with occasional happiness. But like, neither one is Percy?? Percy is a scary freaking dude, he has a natural brooding expression and he looks freaking evil when he fights but he’s not just constantly spiteful?? He’s so much more complicated. He’s the guy that is alway cracking stupid jokes to lighten the mood because he of all people should know how draining being a demigod can be. He’s the one with an abundance of sarcastic comments to mask his real emotions. He’s a mischievous twat that can scare the shit out of you with simply a look. But he’s not borderline evil?? The pure fact that he’s scared so deeply of being evil, of actually scaring his friends, scaring Annabeth, that he almost let himself die, is proof enough that he’s not bad. He may sometimes be morally ambiguous but we should remember that he’s not a saint and he’s not a sympathetic demon. He’s Percy Jackson, an extremely complicated demigod with complicated emotions and reasons for his actions.

You have seen this post saying that Percy could turn bad as did Luke in Trials of Apollo.
It is also this other post that says that Luke is a bad person. That what he did had no excusesbecause many characters have been through hard experiences and still continued to fight for the good of all.
There was nothing to make them change sides.

But don’t deceive ourselves, there is something for what Percy would fight more than he would do for the good.

Because there is something without which He could not live, it is the only thing because he would fight against all good, if it meant saving her.

And we all know who I’m talking about.

Slightly older nico with piecings and dark Percy give me life

Percy : I think you’re scaring them neeks >B) Nico : you sure it’s me they’re scared of ?

anonymous asked:

Little bit of dark Percy pleeeease??

they call him the Prince of Tides

oceans still and earth quakes before him 

his green eyes always betraying the depth of his rage

his wrath an inescapable current that captures any who venture out of their depths 

water whispers to him, bringing news of his enemies like a sentinel in his army 

legend has it he rides into battle on the back of a shadow 

and then when he hits, it is like a hurricane 

they say there is only one who can calm his storm 

and that for her, he would drown the world