annabeth: yes

frank: but… can’t percy also create storms? that have clouds and lightning and thunder?

annabeth: yes

frank: and… and can’t percy also create earthquakes and make volcanoes erupt?

annabeth: yes

frank: so… in a way, doesn’t that mean everywhere is percy’s domain?

annabeth: yes.

Annabeth has fought like hell to prove herself to her mother and when she gets a quest it’s out of rage and malice, a quest that’s killed countless siblings before her, a suicide quest. A suicide quest given with spittled rage and disowning bites that almost seems like it was given to her to kill her. A quest she goes on despite it all that challenges her intellect and skill in a city that’s greatly dishonored her mother in a cavern filled with spiders that’ve terrorized her since she was a child. Yet she persevered and comes face to face with a horrifying sight, a woman whose story has always led her to question whether or not her mother really was in the right, but something she and all of her siblings have known all their life is that you don’t question Athena. Arachne was exhibit A as to why.

And Annabeth, despite her terror, outsmarts Arachne. And retrieved the Athena Parthenos. The first…ever. And Arachne gets her revenge by dragging her down into Tartarus, the darkest pit of the Underworld that even the Big Three are too terrified of to go down to. And Percy jumps in after her. She’s injured and weaponless and starving and terrified and tired and she just wants to go home. But this is her quest from her mother. Her mother who disowned her as her last words. Sent to her foe of ages ago whose tapestries were perfect enough to be considered better than Athena, a woman who was not punished for insolence and losing, but a woman punished for daring to show up the gods and not have the power to stand her ground against their wrath and pride.

And here she is with Percy once more, cornered by a goddess who is torturing and attempting to kill him gruesomely and painfully. And then he stands. And the poison retreats. And he has the goddess on her knees, crying and begging then choking on her own tears. He has the power to stand his ground. And she finally feels safe for just a moment. For the first time in days, with him, she’s safe. Despite the horrors around them and within his own actions, admittedly, she feels safe. And her mind shifts gears until she’s at his side and whispering, “Her blood, her ichor. Control it.”

percy, who doesn't give a shit about camp and if he didn't have annabeth, would be on kronos' side.

percy, who's entire personality is a façade. he's not the kind, loyal, dashing hero he plays the part of. he's a ruthless killer who cares about nothing but annabeth and sally. his mom, who knows he's different than the sweet boy who helped an older woman bring her groceries in when he was eight.

annabeth gets stabbed all the same. percy goes and gets will.

will, who's sitting in front of where the bridge collapsed, sobbing. he doesn't want to go with percy, he's still holding onto hope that his brother is down there. he's injured and still debating how to climb down there. blood dribbling from his forehead, gashes and cuts litter his arms and legs.

percy, who grabs him by the arm, two fingers tight over a nasty cut, and pulls. percy, who drags him to the fucking bike, picks him up and drops him on it.

will, who's kicking and fighting and screaming that it's "all your fault, percy! i hate you!" because his brother is still down there, alive, and he knows it.

percy, who claps a hand on the back of his neck and lowers his head down to will's ear: "shut up and sit down. i don't care, can't you see? you're going to heal her, you hear? or i'll kill you right with your fucking brothers."

will who really, truly debates continuing to thrash and cry because he needs his brothers. who eventually stills in his seat, gaze trained at the scene beside him, tears dripping down his face.

percy smiles coldly and drives off, maybe even humming a tune. maybe that tune is the one lee would sing most often at the campfire, that would have will smiling and singing along. he may be uncharacteristically wicked, but he still notices everything.

will tells no one for years. not his siblings, not his friends, not his mom.

until those three days in the infirmary with nico.

"annabeth takes percy's last name—"

"they combine last names—"

"they don't even get married because of hera—"

Do You See? - Percy Jackson x Fem!Reader

author's note: i got ya i love angst

warnings: cursing, very toxic relationship, cheating, probably more idk

genre: angst

word count: 2.3k

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y/n sat at one of the wooden tables at camp, and helped string together a beaded necklace for a new camper.

"you were so nervous, and now look at you! you've already spent an entire summer here!" she complimented.

"i know." veronica smiled. "i was super nervous, but i really like it here now."

"i'm so proud of you kid."

she knew how important those six words were. especially to a twelve-year old demi-god.

"thank you y/n." the girl smiled again, her eyes shimmering.

another six words dragged her attention elsewhere.

"what is percy doing over there?" she asked.

y/n turned her gaze to her boyfriend, and instantly felt her heart crack a little. she turned to see percy, awfully close, sitting next to another girl. her hair was curly, light-brown, and came up right to her chest. her eyes were a swirl of green and brown. her skin was tan, and shining in the camp sunlight. she was beautiful; they all were.

y/n watched as percy put his arm around her and made her laugh. she watched as he tried to "jokingly" kiss her, and she hesitated for a moment before turning away. she watched as the brunette's love sick eyes gazed into his. she just watched,

"i think they're just messing around." she shrugged, not wanting to ruin veronica's huge achievement with her shitty boyfriend.

"really?" she asked, concerned. "i heard-actually never mind."

"wait, what? what did you hear?"

"nothing." she quickly covered up.

"c'mon veronica, whatever it is, y'know you can tell me."

she paused for a moment before lowering her voice and speaking.

"two days ago, i was just making my bed, and olivia came in with her friends, and they were just talking. i don't think they knew i was there, because they started talking about a party from the night before."

the night where y/n had volunteered at the infirmary, and missed the event.

"and she was talking about how percy, and i quote, 'made out with elaine.'"

elaine. of course it was elaine. she had curly, blonde hair. bright blue eyes. tanned skin. she looked like a surfer girl straight out of california. she was smart; she wanted to be an architect. she was beautiful. she was the next closest thing to annabeth.

"thanks for letting me know." she smiled. "i don't know though, i know olivia gossips a lot."

"that's true." veronica shrugged, finishing her necklace. "look, i'm done!"

"it looks amazing!" y/n cheered.

a few of veronica's friends awkwardly stood at the end of the table.

"i think they're waiting for you." y/n smiled. "go hang out with them."

"are you sure?" the young girl asked. "are you alright?"

"i'm good, don't worry about me." she reassured.

veronica ran off with her friends and y/n began cleaning up the table in silence.

there was a rumor about percy kissing a different girl everyday.

she knew that they weren't just rumors.

she knew that it wasn't ever "just a kiss."

she knew he was a cheater. she knew that he had never really gotten over annabeth.

so why did she stay? it was a stupid reason, but it was because she loved him. she cared about him. she wanted the best for him. she wanted him to feel like he could grieve and not be judged. she wanted to show him kindness. after everything he'd done for the camp, she felt it was just to give him the same love back. and so she did. and sometimes, he did too. there were nights where they talked until sunrise. there were days were they'd go everywhere together. there were times they'd held each-other while they wept. but, now, it was all gone. it was as if percy only kept y/n around to hurt her; to look at the sadness in her eyes and the pain in her voice after he cheated on her once again and to deny the fact that he ever did such a thing. to hurt something after he had been hurt.

she put away the last of the paint.

"hey." a voice smiled, sitting next to her.

he kissed her check and freely ran his hands over her body.

"what?" she asked, annoyed.

"what's wrong with you?" he asked.

"nothing." she shrugged, placing the beads back in the jar. "just the fact that a twelve-year old camper told me she heard that you were making out with elaine at the party last week."

he sighed and moved away from her.

"you don't believe her, do you?"

"well, i just saw you trying to kiss zoe a few minutes ago, so yes percy, i do believe her."

"we were just messing around."

"who? you and zoe or you and elaine?"

"funny. but elaine and i were just dancing together, and then i left."

"okay." she chuckled. "sure."

"i'm serious."

"can't you just break-up with me instead of cheating on me and then acting like you didn't?"

"because i didn't cheat on you? and you can end things too if you so badly want to."

"you know i won't."

"yeah, and why is that?" he retorted.

"because i'm cursed with loving you."

"y'know what? i'll let you figure this out, i'm leaving."

"fine, leave. that's all you do anyways."

he angrily stormed away. she swallowed back tears as she wiped up the table.

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y/n stood at the hermes cabin party alone. she'd gotten into a fight with her boyfriend, her friends had dispersed, and she'd made the mistake of wandering around. the red cup in her hand looked stupid, especially since it was full of water. she leaned against the wall, and spotted percy from afar.

he was talking to someone, the same girl from earlier today. they were laughing and dancing. he didn't even care to look for his own girlfriend. she watched them enjoy themselves, as they playfully hit each-other's arms and giggled like no tomorrow. she turned her gaze away, looking down at her fake drink.

"having fun?" a voice asked over the blaring music.

y/n looked up to see a tall, muscular guy in front of her. he wore an orange camp t-shirt, and blue straight jeans. his blonde hair looked a little disheveled, but otherwise neat. his electric blue eyes looked at her with concern.

"not really." she smiled. "the music sucks."

"i know, they've played the same song four times in a row." he chuckled. "how're you doing y/n?"

"i'm alright jason, what about you?"

"i'm good." he responded. "what're you having?"

"water." she shrugged in all-honesty.

"lame."

"what're you having?" she chuckled.

"sprite."

"what a rebel."

"i know. don't tell the romans." he smiled. "they're gonna send me to camp half-blood."

"how bad could it be for a guy who's wearing the bright orange camp half-blood t-shirt at a camp half-blood party?" she laughed.

"i could end up a quarter-blood." he defended.

"what happened to the other quarter of god?"

"it dissolved into sprite."

"so half-human, a quarter zeus, and a quarter sprite?"

they both laughed at the unseriousness of their conversation. y/n looked up, her eyes seeing percy across the room again. it was looking even worse now. they were a lot closer now, barely inches away from one-another. she turned her gaze back to jason, who'd been looking the same place she had been.

"i'm sorry about him."

"don't be." she smiled. "i can't wait to hear this rumor. 'y/n, i heard zoe and percy made out yesterday at the party!'"

"let me know if this is too personal or anything, but no offense, why don't you just leave him?"

"beacause-"

an odd realization slapped her across the face as she watched percy and zoe get closer and closer.

"because i used to believe it was love, but i don't think it is. i don't think it ever was."

"what do you mean?"

"i think he just liked having someone to hurt." she confessed. "i don't know. i guess i'm clinging onto this weird hope that he'll wake up one day, and love me the way he did annabeth." her voice trailed out.

weird. she hadn't said annabeth's name aloud in a long time. especially, after she started dating percy. her name was their forbidden word. she was always careful not to say it.

"i know. it's weird to say annabeth's name out loud."

"yeah." y/n shrugged. "the last time i said her name, it was on accident. i think i was talking about luke, and he just flipped out. we got into this huge fight and he said, "if you ever say her name again, i'll choke you with your own tears."'

"that's fucked up."

"i." she paused. "i know."

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she and jason had wandered outside, away from the poorly chosen party music. they sat by the lake, and y/n told him things about her relationship, and why she felt like she couldn't leave. it felt so great to tell someone about her issues with percy. whenever she had tried to talk to another older camper, they quicky rushed to defense, bowing down at his feet and proclaiming him as their hero. jason didn't. he just listened.

"i'm sorry, i didn't mean to dump all of this on you." y/n chuckled.

"don't worry about it." he said, leaning back on his elbows. "don't take this the wrong way, but you've just been off ever since you started dating him."

"i bet." she chuckled, pulling her knees to her chest.

"i'm gonna head out now." he smiled. "you want me to walk you back?"

"no, i think i'm gonna stay a little longer. it's nice out here."

"okay." he shrugged, getting up. "feel better y/n."

"night jason."

she heard footsteps behind her, and chalked it up to some kids wandering around.

"y/n?" a familiar voice called out.

she turned around to see percy, hovering over her. she stood up and analyzed his face. he looked angry, hurt almost.

"yeah?"

"i've been looking for you everywhere! what the hell is wrong with you?"

"you have not been looking for me. percy, i was in that cabin for an unfortunate four hours. i came outside thirty minutes ago."

"yeah, and you think you can just leave?"

"well, it's not like you were talking to me anyways."

"don't try to make this about me." he chuckled. "you're such a bitch. we get into one fight, and you run off and ignore me the whole night."

"don't try to act like you weren't making out with zoe!"

"i wasn't!" he said, stepping closer. "you're the one who ran off with another guy."

"and maybe i wouldn't have if you had just acted like i mattered for once!"

"you can't go off with random guys!"

"you can't kiss random girls! looks like we're both at fault, aren't we?"

"you're my girlfriend. not jason's!"

"so you're jealous?" y/n chuckled. "oh my gods, do you see how i've been feeling now? it's not fun, is it?"

he grabbed y/n's wrist and pulled her closer to him, forcing her to look at him.

"listen, you fucking slut, i didn't give you my attention for ten minutes and you ran off with the first guy you could find."

"why are you so mean?" she asked, shaking her wrist out of his cruel grip. "do you see how i feel? do you see how it feels when i watch you shamelessly try to kiss other girls? how it feels when you touch them in front of me? how it feels when everyday, i wake up to a new rumor about one of your affairs! it sucks!"

percy was jealous. for once, he was the one who felt hurt and betrayed. for once, he understood. y/n had gone to the one person he felt like he was less than. it felt like a knife had been lodged in his stomach. y/n felt tears well up.

"i don't give a fuck about how it feels!" he lied, grabbing y/n's shoulders, holding her in place. "don't do this shit again!"

"i wouldn't have to if you just treated me like your girlfriend! someone who you love and care about! someone you want to be with! you've just used me, all our relationship!" she yelled, a tear falling from her cheek.

"really?" he chuckled.

"yes! really! you've only talked to me when you've wanted something! there's never been a time where you checked in on me and asked if i was okay. it's just always been me asking you!"

"you're so dramatic! you want me to ask you how you're feeling everyday? fine, i will!"

"you're just trying to fill the hole in your heart that annabeth left!"

his prior look of anger was nothing compared to this one. his eyes darkened as his grip on her tightened.

"what did i tell you about saying her name?"

his grip was so tight, she could feel him bruising her skin. tears began flowing.

"what'd i tell you!"

"that you'd choke me with my own tears."

she tried her very best to keep a brave face on and show him she wasn't hurting.

"so do it." she said, giving him permission. "i never mattered to you anyways."

she felt her access to air falter.

"just don't do this to your next girlfriend." she choked out. "she doesn't deserve it."

suddenly, her access to air was restored. percy let go of her, and his anger quickly faded. it took her a minute to process the fact that he had just tried to kill her, and that he would've.

he watched as the look in her eyes changed.

"y/n-"

"you were going to kill me." she chuckled. "oh my gods, you were actually going to kill me!"

he tried his very best to pull her into a hug, but she just backed away.

"night percy." she said calmly, before walking past him.

"are you breaking up with me?" he called out.

I’m late - as always - but it’s for the first day’s prompt of FebWhump, which is “I like you better broken”. So I’m just working on a wee one shot (that miiight become a two shot) for that prompt.

Essentially during the Argo II quest something, and I’m leaving it non-specific, either possesses or starts heavily influencing Percy, so we get a bit of dark!percy, and he’s just taking his bad mood out on Jason. The Praetor thing is basically Percy trying to pull rank on him and tease Jason that Percy had replaced him and he’s now obsolete. He acts like a power hungry douche about it 😅

I do plan on it being non-con in the end. You can have this snippet, but this is a very early rushed first draft so it will hopefully get better haha:

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Percy wiped a hand over his mouth, laughing lowly like he’d found the strike funny. “You should never strike your Praetor. I could punish you for insubordination.”

“You’re not my Praetor,” Jason ground out through clenched teeth. “You’re not even Percy. He wouldn’t say any of that crap.”

Percy laughed louder that time, but it was no more pleasant a sound than it had been the first time. “Of course I am. Not everything is a conspiracy, Jason. Sometimes it’s just that people don’t like you.”

Losing his cool again at the provocation, Jason lunged toward him, levelling a fist at Percy’s gut. Maybe he could force Percy to vomit up whatever nasty thing had gotten into him. Percy shifted to the side to let his fist pass harmlessly, before darting out his own hand, and grasped his wrist tightly. He tugged roughly, pulling Jason briefly off balance, with his left arm stretched out past Percy’s waist, wrist trapped in Percy’s firm grip.

He looked up, catching Percy’s eyes as they turned cold and Percy bared his teeth at him in a malevolent grin. He flexed his hand and Jason heard the sharp crack before he felt pain explode in his arm. He bit down on his cry of pain, tugging his arm back as soon as Percy dropped it idly. He cradled his arm against his chest, breathing tightly through his nose. He staggered two steps back from Percy, as his wrist pulsed dully and his trembling fingers began to tingle unpleasantly.

:) I did a thing.

In the wake of the Titan War, Percy is learning that he doesn't know a lot of things, including but not limited to: 1) how to actually control his powers, 2) how to be a good boyfriend, 3) how to write this godsdamn essay due tonight. The last one, at least is easy to solve. Annabeth comes over to help, and the two get closer as they figure out how to navigate their newfound relationship. As the night progresses, they end up binging Avatar: The Last Airbender together, and Percy gets a few ideas to solve the first problem. After a night of shenanigans and deep talks, Percabeth take a trip to the beach where Percy contends with his complicated relationship to his powers as he figures out how to use them without accidentally hurting the ones he loves.