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In My Head, I’m Yours
Epilogue: Wrapped Around Your Finger
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A/n: this was so fun to write, I’ll probably do more Percabeth fics in the future 🥰
2 years later
Delphi is back in the same bar where Annabeth first saw Percy. Unlike that night, no one can just walk in and expect to see them. There’s a line of fans waiting for the doors to open; all of whom got their tickets over 6 months ago. It’s completely sold out. Annabeth walked around the building to the stage door, knocked 3 times, until a bouncer appeared. He checked her pass before letting her in.
She found the dressing room easily as there were only two rooms back here. One of which she felt couldn’t really be called a bathroom, as it was most likely an old storage room now turned bathroom.
Annabeth knocked on the other door and Jason shouted come in.
“Annabeth!” Piper exclaimed, running over to hug her.
The two girls have become extremely close in the last year. Even though Piper had seen her only hours ago, she was hugging her like it had been months.
“Can you let go of my girlfriend now?” Percy asked.
Annabeth could see him over Piper’s shoulder but his comments only made Piper hold tighter.
“You hog her,” Piper said, “she’s mine tonight.”
Jason butted in and playfully pulled his girlfriend away from Annabeth, who was laughing at their antics. She was distracted enough by Piper jokingly trying to escape Jason’s hold on her in order to tattle Annabeth again that Annabeth didn’t realize how close Percy was to her. So when she was pulled into a kiss, it took a second before her lips caught up to her brain.
Kissing Percy never got old. His hands were on her exposed back pressing her closer to him. He was warm and smelled like the ocean. It was a new cologne Annabeth had gotten him for his birthday a few weeks ago. When he pulled back, his forehead rested against hers.
“You’re always mine,” he told her, low enough that it was just between them.
“As long as you’re always mine too,” she replied.
Watching Delphi perform also never got old. From backstage, it definitely had a different feeling than standing in the audience. Some nights, Annabeth likes to be by the bar again remembering the times she sat at the bar with Thalia and Leo, before she knew who Percy was, before she got to call him hers.
He was hers now. The way he smiled at her when he turned around to change instruments. Percy always made her feel like the show was just for her. Even with the bar packed wall to wall, he was still performing for an audience of one.
“We wrote this one a few years ago,” Percy introduced. “It’s about a relationship ending but also hoping it won’t.”
“Luckily for Percy, who released his negative nature into this song, he turned out to be very, very wrong,” Piper added.
“And to this day, she’s got him wrapped around her finger!” Jason said.
“Whatever, stop embarrassing me on stage in front of a live audience!” Percy exclaimed. “I love my girlfriend okay!”
The crowd cheered.
Delphi’s fans knew about Percy’s girlfriend but no one really knew her. Annabeth didn’t get recognized, not even at their gigs. Though she was almost always in attendance. Percy wasn’t that active on social media and Annabeth kept hers private.
She didn’t need him to shout it from the rooftops but whenever he talked about her on stage, her whole face got hot.
And it wasn’t as if they were hiding anything. She was the first person he sought when he came off of the stage. Percy included her in their post-show hugs, which at first Annabeth had found to be rather disgusting but she was learning to love them. He hummed her new songs and played new guitar riffs he was working on before sharing them with his bandmates.
Making all our plans in the Santa Cruz same that night
I thought I had you in my palm of my hand that night
First date
Open communication
Fall in love
Annabeth remembered the deal they made in the California sand.
Their first date hadn’t waited long. After they cleared the air, Percy had lifted her up and kissed her.
“Where are we going?” She asked, allowing herself to be led away from the ocean.
“We have a list to begin checking off,” he answered.
“Oh, do we?”
“I owe a beautiful girl a date.”
They found a 24-hour diner ordered strawberry and chocolate shakes and a plate of curly fries.
“What’s your favorite color?” Percy asked. “Mine’s blue.”
“Well obviously,” she said,
“I’m an open book.” He shrugged.
“I like green,” she replied, “seafoam green.”
“Yeah? Any reason in particular?”
He had a twinkle in his eyes that suggested he knew exactly why. But Annabeth was never one to make things easy for him.
She shook her head. “Nope.” Annabeth sipped her milkshake but she was smirking.
Percy grabbed her hand from across the table.
Going back to her hotel room—Percy was sharing one with his bandmates—and falling into bed together didn’t ruin the sweetness of their first date. In fact, it felt very them.
Screaming at the top of my lungs til my chest felt tight
I told myself that I’m never gonna be alright
You had me wrapped around my finger
Open communication was harder. Even with their chosen safe word, they had their fair share of fights. Their pasts caught up to them, their insecurities made themselves known. But neither of them used riptide.
It wasn’t always something life-alternating that they fought over. Sometimes it was over dirty dishes in the sink or using up all the hot water.
This fight wasn’t over something small. Eight months of calling themselves a couple and this was their biggest fight to date.
Annabeth couldn’t remember exactly how it started. She had come back from the firm, carrying a thousand things in her hands. The blueprints had already fallen twice on the way to her apartment.
Her phone was buzzing in her pocket and she was hoping to any god out there that it wasn’t her work mobile. If she had to stare at one more spreadsheet tonight, Annabeth was going to lose it.
Once inside the apartment, blissfully empty apartment, she dropped all of her things unceremoniously on the floor.
She got a shower and tried to scrub the awful day off of her.
Then the music started. Her terrible, no good, neighbors were playing some bass heavy music at a god awful volume. She was ready to yell at someone, anyone and they had it coming.
Annabeth was ready to march over there and pound on their door until they heard her but when she threw open her door her boyfriend was standing in front of her.
“Hey, I brought dinner,” he said.
She let out a breath. “Hi.”
“You forgot didn’t you?” Percy teased, “we made dinner plans.”
“I did forget, I’m sorry.”
He shrugged and led her inside.
Everything seemed fine. They ate and were watching a movie despite the music from next door. But her anger was sitting there under the surface waiting to explode.
Finally, after turning up the tv again Annabeth jumps up from the couch.
“That’s it!”
Percy grabbed her hand, pulling her back down onto the couch, “Hey, hey, what’s going on?”
They were facing each other now. Annabeth felt warm, literally hot with anger.
“I just had an awful day, I hate my neighbors, and I just want to scream at someone.”
“Tell me about your awful day,” he said, still holding her hand.
She shook her head. “I really don’t want to.”
“You shouldn’t keep it all bottled up, it’s not healthy.”
She knew that but Annabeth wasn’t in the mood for venting. She wanted a fight. Which is probably why she picked one with Percy.
“Percy, I don’t want to talk about it.”
Annabeth tried to keep her voice at a normal volume but he kept pushing.
“Stop! Just stop! You can’t solve all my problems.”
“Not if you don’t let me try.”
Annabeth knew she was yelling but Percy’s voice was steady still. She was almost thankful the music next door was so loud because it downed out their argument.
“I’m just so sick of it!”
“Of what?”
“Oh this! The bad days, the music, and just…”
It was like Percy knew what was coming. He was egging her on.
“Say it!” he dared.
“You! You’re suffocating.”
“Because you won’t talk to me!”
“All we do is talk!”
This went on for longer than Annabeth was proud of. It wasn’t until her eyes welled up with tears that she realized what was happening. She didn’t want to be fighting with her boyfriend.
What she wanted was to snuggle up on the couch and finish their movie.
So she said, “riptide.”
Immediately, Percy froze.
“I’m sorry,” she said, letting some tears escape. “I don’t want to fight. I didn’t mean it.”
He pulled her into his arms and whispered into her hair, “me too, me too.”
They ended up talking about Annabeth’s bad day at work. She complained for the umpteenth time about her neighbors. Percy had probably heard these same complaints from Thalia, Leo and her once a week if not more. She was facing Percy on the couch again, sitting crossed legged and eventually got all of her venting out of her system.
“I don’t think I can help with the work issues, but it sounds like everything will be fixed by Monday because you were just having an off day and everyone’s allowed to have those,” Percy said, “but I do have a solution to the neighbor problem.”
“Really because we’ve been thinking of issuing a formal complaint with the landlord. And I really don’t want it to come to that but we’ve talked to them before and nothing happened…” she rambled.
“I think you should move in with me,” Percy said.
“And the landlord doesn’t exactly like Leo, there was this incident when we first moved in and…wait what did you just say?”
Percy smirked, “Annabeth, will you move in with me?”
Annabeth opened her mouth but nothing came out.
“It doesn’t have to be my place either, we can look for somewhere together.”
She threw herself into his arms and kissed him. Annabeth’s hands wove themselves into his hair pushing his face closer to hers. Percy’s hands were trapped between their stomachs. Annabeth had total control over this kiss; she wrapped her legs around his waist pushing down on his crotch. He was groaning into her mouth so she shut him up by adding her tongue.
She wished she never had to breathe again so she could keep kissing him but she needed to breathe and so did he. Annabeth pressed their foreheads together and cupped his face in her hands.
“I am in love with you,” she told him. “Let’s start looking at places right now.”
“Can’t we finish the movie first?” He asked, but he was smiling at her enthusiasm. “Or maybe go upstairs and make out?”
“Just make out? Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?” She felt his forehead like he might be running a fever for suggesting such a thing.
“I am in love with you too by the way.”
Annabeth kissed him again.
They never got around to finishing their movie.
I’m wrapped around your finger
I’m wrapped around your finger
When the crowd started cheering for an encore, she knew Delphi couldn’t resist. She made her way backstage to the dressing room.
It was a small space. Annabeth definitely wished she would have designed this building because they were in need of some serious changes.
The dressing room consisted of pairs of tables with matching chairs against the left and right walls with rectangular mirrors hanging above them. These acted as vanities as the bands got ready.
The table Piper used still had her makeup spread out across it. Jason’s had a neatly stacked pile of clothes to change into while Percy’s had a phone charger and his wallet. Percy’s bag was hanging from the chair.
Annabeth’s purse was sitting on the small couch on the back wall of the room. She sat crossed legged at Percy’s table and charged her phone. By the time Delphi got off stage, Annabeth had been scrolling through posts about the show for the past 20 minutes.
greeneyes818: who’s seeing delphi tonite?
piedpiper: @greeneyes818 didnt you go to like the last 5 shows
greeneyes818: @piedpiper yes, and?
piedpiper: @greeneyes818 cu there
Most were about fellow fans meeting up but some stood out to her.
p3rcystan: if percy could stop being hot for like 5 seconds I think I could remember my name
Annabeth had to agree. She was so sucked into it that Percy’s arms around her made her jump. He rested his head on her right shoulder.
“Did you like the show?” He asked, not moving.
“Eh, not your best work.” She shrugged.
Percy quickly spun the chair around and kissed her.
“How about now?”
Annabeth chuckled and tried to stand but her boyfriend pushed her back into the seat.
“Answer me.”
Unfortunately for Annabeth, this side of Percy—the teasingly dominant side—only made her want him more.
“Alright listen,” Jason said, “if you’re gonna hook up backstage at least wait til we leave the room.”
That snapped them out of their daze. Only to find Jason standing with his arms crossed and Piper hiding a laugh behind her hands.
Percy shrugged, clearly not sorry at all.
“I have a hot girlfriend, sue me.”
Annabeth punched his shoulder.
“What?”
“Just hot?” she said.
“Hot, amazingly smart and gorgeous and she does this thing with her…”
Annabeth slapped a hand over his mouth, which only led to Percy licking her palm.
“You’re disgusting, I want to break up.”
At this point, Jason and Piper had packed up and left but Annabeth hadn’t noticed their absence. She didn’t have a chance to think it was strange they left before having a post-show hug.
Percy pouted. “You know you love me…” he sang.
She walked over to the couch to grab her purse. Suddenly, she realized how hungry she was. Leftover pizza at their apartment sounded insanely good right now.
“I might just have cold pizza when we get home because I am…” Annabeth never got to finish her thought before when she turned around Percy was kneeling and holding out a small blue box.
Her lip trembled. Annabeth never thought she was much of a crier but damn it this man in front of her made her feel things she didn’t know existed. And he wanted to marry her.
He wanted her to stay. Forever.
So she did.
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the best thing about tumblr is that you can watch a show and then you come here and someone has made a gifset of it and you can put it on your blog like a sticker in a journal
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But it turned out I'm harder to forget than I was to leave And, yeah, I bet you think about me
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OLIVIA RODRIGO Guts World Tour, Palm Springs (Feb 23, 2024)
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"percy manipulated bob" "percy manipulated charon" i think the thing we all need to focus on more is the fact that he accidentally manipulated the whole of the pjo fandom into seeing him as dumb and stupid when he was just insecure as hell
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the ABCs of KEH: A IS FOR…. ASCOTS
Blaine and I love football! Well, Blaine loves football. I love scarves.
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had to search youtube real hard for this but i FOUND IT
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words from stranger by Olivia Rodrigo <\3
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Rio De Janeiro, Brazil, 2023
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Speak Now (Taylor's Version) Photoshoot
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i saw this post the other day about annabeth and how she doesn't have a birth certificate because she was never technically born. and that raises so many interesting questions. like, does she even legally exist? does she have a fake ID? i don't need sleep. i need answers.
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lucy gray🍂🎤
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I was hanging out at the karaoke bar, chatting with a beautiful woman, and we were really hitting it off. I threw a couple of flirtatious comments her way. She giggled nervously, but abruptly stopped and looked at the floor.
She told me that she was too nervous to hit on people because she's trans and worries that people will view her as a predator and that she might get hurt.
My heart sank. I let her know that she could hit on me in whatever way she wanted and I would LOVE it. We spent the rest of the night hanging out and flirting. We ended up making out. It was great.
But I can't stop thinking about how that wasn't the first time a trans woman has said that to me. About how unsafe it is for some women that they feel the need to give out fucking disclaimers to have normal interactions with people.
We have GOT to make the world a safer place for trans women. It pisses me off that there are men at the bar who are openly predatory towards me without fear of consequence, yet a trans woman is too scared to even fucking call me pretty. And that's because she IS more likely to face worse consequences for lesser things! Like what the fuck!
You need to always check on your internalized biases. Being queer yourself doesn't absolve you of transmisogynistic thoughts and behaviors. Being bi/pansexual doesn't mean you don't hold those biases either! If you feel differently about a trans woman hitting on you than you feel about a cis woman or a man hitting on you, you need to evaluate that.
Trans women, I love you so fucking much. You should be able to express attraction and love as freely as everyone else. I hope you can always feel safe around me. And I'll never stop fighting until you can feel safe period.
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All’s fair in love and poetry 🤍📝
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guys holy crap look what I just found
THE FREAKING TRANSITION IM ON THE FLOOR
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