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The Sober Drunk

I have a friend who looks absolutely sober when she’s drunk, she carries a perfectly sane conversation, stands straight, looks for all purposes like a sober person. And then she turns around and throws up on the sidewalk.

This a bit of pointless fun set in New Rome Chronicles.

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There are types of drunk, Percy knows. College has taught him which ones his friends are. Jason is a sad drunk, whenever he overindulges he’s the one with his head in his hands mumbling about ruined childhood and his poor, poor friends. Piper is the over affectionate drunk, everyone is her best friend, everyone is the best person in the world. Frank the praetor makes it a point to not lose his wits in case an emergency arises and he’s often the appointed driver, or the one who collects the drunk friends and gets them out of the party when they’ve had enough, and the one time he got slightly buzzed all it did was make him sleepy. Percy had been told he was a giggly drunk, laughing at absolutely anything for fifteen minutes straight and then passing out.

Annabeth was different. She, like Frank, did not like the idea of losing her grip on herself so she very rarely got more than a drink or two in.

But the one time she’d gone out with her New Rome friends and came back drunk… Well. Percy actually had trouble recognizing the fact that she was drunk at all.

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Scaredy-Cat: A Theo Raeken Imagine

Request from Anon: Can you please do a fic where the reader was captured and tortured by the dread doctors kinda like Lydia but she is human and she’s dating Theo and he saves her and protects her and just fluff at the end when he saves her and she’s scared ily xoxo

Sorry this has taken so long, I’ve been so bogged down with coursework because teachers set ridiculous and pointless deadlines. Anyway, I hope you like it, even if I don’t! Enjoy x 

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Three times.

He’d called her three times and she still hadn’t picked up. 

The first thing Theo felt was fear. Undeniable, raging fear. He couldn’t lose her. If something had happened, well, it just didn’t bear thinking about. 

The next thing he felt was anger. He knew where she was if something had happened to her. 

Dread Doctors. He knew it. He knew it had to be them. 

That’s when his phone started ringing and her name flashed up on the screen. He’d never picked it up so quickly in all his life.

“Y/N?” 

“Theo?” the fear in her voice made his heart ache, confirming his suspicions.

“Where are you? Tell me where you are, I’ll come and get you.”

“The doctors. They took me. They’re doing things to me. Theo, I’m scared,” she was close to tears now. 

Revenge was definitely on the cards now. 

“It’s okay baby. I’m coming to get you. Don’t worry, okay? I love you.”

“I love you too. Hurry, please.”

Theo hung up, getting in the car and driving as fast as he possibly could, thinking about how he’d be with her soon. 

“Theo!”, Y/N screamed from her place in the bathroom, making her boyfriend rush in.

“What? What’s going on?” he instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, protecting her from any danger.

She pointed to the huge black spider in the corner of the ceiling, and he chuckled. The girl could handle chimeras, werewolves and every other supernatural creature under the sun, but she was scared of one spider. 

“You’re such a wimp, Y/N.”

She slapped his chest, before nuzzling into it to avoid looking at the so-called beast. 

“Shut up. Just get rid of it, please.”

He grabbed her shoulders, pulling her away from him before kissing her on the nose. 

“Anything for you, scaredy-cat.”

When Theo got to Y/N, he had found her strapped to a chair, needles up and down her arms. He’d carried her bridal style to his car, using pieces of an old blanket in the back to create bandages for her wounds. 

Now, they were lying face to face on the bed they shared, his eyes never leaving hers. 

She winced as she moved her hand to trace the features of his face. 

“What did I do to deserve you?” she asked. 

He took hold of her wrist, kissing the inside of it gently, smiling as he heard her heart rate quicken. 

“What are you talking about?”

He kissed it again, never wanting his lips to leave her skin. 

“You saved me, Theo. Any normal person would’ve ran.”

Theo took her face in his hands, brushing his lips against her forehead. 

“I’m far from normal, Y/N. And, besides, I love you. I’d do anything for you.”

She smiled. 

“I love you too.”

Theo pulled Y/N into his arms, sighing deeply as she snuggled into his chest. 

“Scaredy-cat.”

“Shut up.”