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Noah was born during a thunderstorm, where the waves whispered secrets and the sky poured silver.

He grew up in a house built out of love, where sunlight spilled like honey across the floors and stories lived in old photo albums and sword-shaped shadows on the wall.

Noah loved books, reading about kings, heroes, and broken men who still chose to love. He saw himself in them, soft-hearted, steady, and not afraid to feel

His presence filled a room like a warm light. He noticed when someone’s hands trembled. He remembered the dates people forgot. He picked wildflowers and tucked them into his own back pocket.

Sometimes, he would wander to the water with a camera. He never took selfies, only photos of hands reaching for waves, of footprints in sand, of eyes that said more than mouths ever could.

People often said, “He’s old for his age,” but Noah just smiled. He wasn’t trying to be older. He was just trying to feel everything fully. And he did.

Someone who stood still in storms, not to fight them - but to understand them. He had his father’s strength and his own gentleness. He had his mother’s heart and a soul made of stories.

He didn’t need to lead armies or win wars. He simply was. His father in his blood, and his mother in his heart.

And in the pictures he took, in the words he wrote, in the way he looked at the world with wonder still glowing in his eyes - he was legendary.

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His name was Theo, and from the moment he opened his eyes, he glowed. In the way of warm hands on cold skin, the smell of ink and sea salt, and laughter that stuck to your ribs long after it ended.

He was a boy with curls kissed by the sun, eyes like the sky after a storm, and a soul made of something ancient and soft.

Theo’s world was shaped by wonder; his mothers sketches of towering skyscrapers and breathtaking buildings sprawled across the kitchen table, the sound of waves crashing as he swam in the sea with his father, always thinking, always dreaming.

His mother said he had a golden heart; his father called him their little architect, always building worlds in his mind. He believed in magic, not in spells or wands - but in the kind of magic that lives in moments. Like sitting on his dad’s shoulders while the ocean whispered secrets, or the quiet glow in his chest when he was painting.

Theo painted things bigger than life. Towers that touched the clouds. Temples to sunlight. Horses with wings. People called him soft, and he wore it like armor. He understood that gentleness was a kind of strength, that creating beauty was braver than destroying it. Theo painted the world inspired by his family: one where love was loud and joy was golden.

Theo wasn’t just made of gold. He created it every day. And in return, the world glowed a little brighter.

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Sofia was born with a storm in her soul and justice etched into her bones. Her mother read her stories about the myths and the legends and they captured her heart.

Her father taught her how to ride horses as fiercely as she argued her beliefs. Her curls bounced like flames behind her as she galloped through the countryside, eyes set on a future she would carve out herself.

She was a fighter. Her peers nicknamed her “Ice Queen,” not because she was cold, but because she never melted under pressure. Her gaze could silence a room; her intellect, sharpened like her chosen blades she honed, sliced through lies and injustice.

She didn’t seek power. She became it. The goddess Nike in human form, fierce and fair. At home, she softened. Her parents raised her with gentle hands. Her love for them was quiet, but unwavering.

She didn’t just survive. She thrived.

“You want battle?” Her favourite mantra. “Fine. I’ll give you war.”

But Sofia’s wars weren’t waged with hatred. They were fought with wisdom, courage, and the unbreakable will to protect the people she loved and the world she believed in.

In a life where the scales often tipped unfairly, Sofia was the force that balanced them.

And she always, always won.

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Hope wasn’t just her name - it was her nature. With her mothers wild curls that danced like waves in the wind and her fathers eyes as green as the sea, she carried a spark that refused to be dimmed. Raised by the sea and kissed by the sun, she grew up with sand in her shoes, salt in her hair, and the sound of crashing waves as her lullaby.

A dreamer with a lion’s heart, whispering affirmations to herself like spells: “Fortune favors the brave.” And brave she was; from learning to surf under gold-tinged skies to leading capture the flag team and fighting in sword fighting tournaments. Every scar she carried was a trophy, every fall a lesson carved into her soul.

Hope skated through life like it was her playground, Annabeth taught her how to believe in herself, Percy led her through the waves. She danced under sunsets with the kind of freedom only the wild-hearted know. She didn’t just chase legacy; she built one, day by day, moment by moment.

In quiet times, you’d find her curled up with a book, wrapped in sunlight and stories. But in her core burned a fire fueled by every swim meet, every skateboard trick, every whispered "let me be brave" before stepping into the unknown.

chaos and calm

softness and strength

Hope was more than a girl

She was her parents legacy

Her parents hope.

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I made a lil something inspired by this fic

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percabeth prompt: hope is three and sofia is one when annabeth gets attacked by a monster who attacks with water from the river lethe. this leads to major angst when she forgets percy and their babies. percy tries to make her remember. they try everything but nothing works - at the eleventh hour calypso returns and has a cure - annabeth gets scared and runs away - he finds her and she hates him but he makes himself the bad guy goes all morally gray and forces her back trying to force her to do the treatment (maybe uses a spell to lock her in their house) - she despises him though and he makes her jealous with calypso - eventually she falls back in love with him without her memories and then something magical happens - the treatment works just as they accept her never getting her memories back - they have an emotional reunion (which leads to baby number 3: theodore) and she sees her babies again.

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percabeth prompt: the whole family is in new rome for the annual greek-roman alliance functions. hope is 11, sofia is 9, theo is 7 and noah is 5. The borders are attacked by an unknown enemy and annabeth stays with the kids, elderly and pregnant mothers to protect them. but its a trap - the enemy are here for the pregnant women - annabeth fights but gets taken - at the last minute noah grabs onto her and they're both prisoners. percy loses his mind - he swears on the styx to his kids that he'll find them. as the kids are tested on by the enemy annabeth promises noah that percy is coming to save them, telling him stories every night about his dad. when percy finds them annabeth can hear the chaos and knows hes here. she fights her way out, carrying her son with one hand and a stolen sword in the other. when she gets surrounded by the enemies, too weak to fight anymore, but determined to protect noah. suddenly all the guards burst around her, percy is standing there like a vengeful god sword in hand. annabeth hands noah to percy and collapses into his arms. noah says "I knew you'd save us"

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percabeth fic prompt: when hope is one and a half years old and annabeth is pregnant with sofia, they get surrounded by monsters and percy looks back at annabeth holding their daughter, pregnant with another, giving her a meaningful look. She looks at him, nods and says 'do it percy" - and he bloodbends the monsters to death to protect his girls. That's the first time he bloodbends after tartarus.

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Fic idea that I'm hoping someone writes: percy & annabeth in tartarus but instead of meeting bob who helps them - it's Luke. his soul that the gods punished by sending him to tartarus

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My Percabeth Fancast

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Love this!

𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐨𝐧

𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒊 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒍𝒖𝒄𝒌? 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕?

𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞

𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏. 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒆’𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆.

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Currently loosing my mind thinking about Percy and Annabeth being Perseus and Andromeda reincarnated and them being actual Greek soulmates that find each other in every life, the perfect match……..that’s why Aphrodite was so invested in their love life in particular because Persephone let it slip at a party on Olympus that Perseus and Andromeda went for their third life to reach the Isle of the Blessed and that’s why their lives have been so hard and traumatic in comparison to other demigods’ lives because this is their final trial before eternal paradise

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Okay I lied this is definerly the LAST Hope moodboard:

Introducing my percababies headcanon:

First child: Hope Sally Jackson

Hcs:

- Percy & Annabeth are 24 when they have her - she wasn't planned but they're super happy and ready to be parents

- Blonde, curly hair with green eyes

- Tuly a mixture of percy and annabeth- endless curiosity, bravery & determination.

- Adventurous & fearless: thrives on pushing boundaries

- She believes in taking risks, wants to be a hero like percy & annabeth and have adventures like they did - but this mindset also causes reckless behaviours which drive her parents crazy.

- Surfing and swimming are her greatest passion; the ocean is her playground and escape. She competes in swimming competitions and wins a lot.

- Loves exploring nature

- Yet, she maintains a strong emotional connection to home, and her family - her and Sofia have a typical sisterly love hate relationship

- As a child, she spent her days surfing, creating whimsical stories about mythical creatures

- Hope is a romantic - dreams hopelessly about a love story like her parents - wants to be consumed by love

- Has a childhood enemies to lovers arc with Ash Rodriguez, Son of Nyx & adopted son of Clarrise and Chris (random hc)

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Last Sofia moodboard:

My percababies headcanons:

Second child: Sofia Alexandra Jackson

Hcs:

- Percy & Annabeth are 26 when shes born - she is completely planned

- 2 years younger than Hope

- Dark curly hair & grey eyes

- Resilient & fierce - Sofia has the heart of a warrior.

- Where her older sister Hope is a dreamer, she is a pragmatist.

- She LOVES horses - is a horse girl - her favourite memories of Percy are with him teaching her horseriding and riding horses together - the freedom of riding brings Sofia peace

- Whether it’s legal battles or fighting for fairness, she is passionate about ensuring people get the justice they deserve. She holds an unshakable belief in justice and fairness - wants to be a lawyer

- Sofia has a love for books and solitude, her favourite memories of Annabeth are reading books together

- Always questioning and analysing - has been given kicked out of class and given detention by her teachers for correcting them and arguing

- Loyal & protective: family is her anchor

- She comes across as cold to strangers but she is the most emotional Jackson and feels deeply - people love her when they get to know her true self

- Like the ocean is her older sisters escape the library is hers

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Last Noah moodboard:

My percababies headcanons:

Fourth & final child: Noah Chase Jackson

Suprise baby! Percy & Annabeth agreed to stop at 3 but of course their life is unpredictable

- Annabeth got pregnant again pretty much right away and a year later after Theo, Annabeth gave birth to Noah

- Split image of Percy

- Playful & charming, very sarcastic

- Percy instilled in him a love for the sea and the outdoors.

- Loves doing puzzles with Annabeth - is very tactical

- Has a passsion for photography. Noah enjoys capturing moments in nature and urban settings, often using his camera to document his adventures - his best pictures are ocean ones because he can get the pics others cant

- Loves reading aswell - all the Jackson kids do

- Skaterboy

- Feels the pressure to live up to his parents legacy and carve out his own identity from Hope, Sofia and Theo. His parents are his role models - wants to make them proud and make a name for himself.

- Him and Theo are basically twins and are super close

- In terms of romance, he is a bit of a heartbreaker but has an epic love story

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The last Theo moodboard: out of my head and into yours

My percabies headcanons

Third child: Theodore "Theo" Jason Jackson

Hcs

- Percy & Annabeth are 29 when he is born

- He is 5 years younger than Hope and 3 years younger than Sofia

- is spoilt by his sisters

- curly blonde hair with green eyes

- soft boy & sweetheart - after the storms that are his sisters everyone (the teachers and neighbours) love how gentle he is

- everyone calls him the golden child as he's the only jackson kid never to get in trouble

- but he will always assist his siblings with pranks because he cant say no

- biggest mommas boy

- the most introverted jackson

- gentle spirit and a deep appreciation for nature and art.

- kind

- romantic

- Loves the sea

- He is an artist. Theo loves painting and sketching, especially landscapes and buildings

- wants to be an architect like Annnabeth, as a child he would spend his time watching her work

- All the kids have a pegasus which have grown up with them

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Sofia moodboard 3: in my hc she's a lawyer and loves horses. She's lived in my head for so long it's so odd to see her in moodboards

My percababies headcanons:

Second child: Sofia Alexandra Jackson

Hcs:

- Percy & Annabeth are 26 when shes born - she is completely planned

- 2 years younger than Hope

- Dark curly hair & grey eyes

- Resilient & fierce - Sofia has the heart of a warrior.

- Where her older sister Hope is a dreamer, she is a pragmatist.

- She LOVES horses - is a horse girl - her favourite memories of Percy are with him teaching her horseriding and riding horses together - the freedom of riding brings Sofia peace

- Whether it’s legal battles or fighting for fairness, she is passionate about ensuring people get the justice they deserve. She holds an unshakable belief in justice and fairness - wants to be a lawyer

- Sofia has a love for books and solitude, her favourite memories of Annabeth are reading books together

- Always questioning and analysing - has been given kicked out of class and given detention by her teachers for correcting them and arguing

- Loyal & protective: family is her anchor

- She comes across as cold to strangers but she is the most emotional Jackson and feels deeply - people love her when they get to know her true self

- Like the ocean is her older sisters escape the library is hers