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perceabeth · 2 years

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this is for @siminiiedoodles who is my all time fave and a true G and i love her very very very much and not to impose my views on u but i think u would love her a lot as well!! also please check out her art she invented annabeth's scrunchie it's the cutest thing in the universe anyway this is not very good in that i have not re-read it and it was just meant to be a quick lil drabble but i hope u read it and/or like it love u bye

2.9k words. Percabeth.

Annabeth was nine when Silena Beauregard dyed her hair for the first time.

“I think you really suit blonde hair, you know.” She hummed as she ran her fingers through Annabeth’s scalp. The water was cold enough that it sent a shiver down her spine. Annabeth tilted her head up.

“Are you going to straighten it when you’re done?” She asked. Silena raised her eyebrow at her and pressed her lips into an amused smile. She was twelve years old– to Annabeth, she’d acquired a lifetime of wisdom over her in the three years between them.

“Do you want me to straighten it when I’m done?” Silena asked and Annabeth shrugged her shoulders.

“Your hair’s straight.”

“My hair isn’t blonde.” Silena told her. “So I can think of two things about us that don’t match up.”

Annabeth considered it. “You’re right. How long will I stay blonde?”

“As long as you want.” Silena promised. “I can dye it back to its natural colour if you get bored.”

“Okay, good.” Annabeth nodded her head, leaving just enough space for the faucet to spout water down the back of her t-shirt. She squirmed and Silena laughed.

“Stop moving so much.” Silena whined. “How do you want me to do it up?”

“I like my braids.” Annabeth said. She loved her hair, really, she did– but it was a lot easier to deal with when she didn’t have to spend her time combing and moussing. She was a busy girl.

“You know what? I liked your braid too.” Silena helped her out of the sink and sat her down on the edge of the bed as she got to work on her hair.

“I want to see what it looks like.” Annabeth whined and Silena smacked her on the shoulder.

“Be patient.” She said. “I’m going to do your braids and then you can see.”

It was easy to talk to Silena. Not that Annabeth particularly had much going on in her life, but she liked to imagine that if she did, Silena would be the girl she went to. Mostly Camp was kind of boring. All the older kids would practice and spar and play Capture the Flag and Annabeth, still too young to be there, was not invited. She told Silena as much.

“It’s only another two years.” Silena said, pulling a little too harshly on her hair. Annabeth yelped but Silena barely paid her any attention. “Chiron said he’d let you start training when you turned eleven, right?”

“At this rate I’m never going to turn eleven.” Annabeth grumbled.

“You know what I can’t wait to watch you do? Archery.”

“Why?”

“I just know you’re going to be terrible at it.”

“You’re supposed to be my friend.”

“Well.” Silena said. “I’m not charging you for this am I?”

“Only because you know I don’t have any money!”

Silena found that hilarious. She let go of Annabeth’s hair and burst out laughing. Maybe it was the warm glow of a lazy Sunday afternoon that made everything so much funnier. Maybe it was basking in Silena’s friendship. Either way, Annabeth found herself joining in. First a giggle, then something a little bit louder. It wasn’t even a particularly clever joke– but the two of them laughed until their bellies hurt and they had tears streaming down their faces, and Annabeth couldn’t remember a time she’d been happier.

“Stop distracting me.” Silena struggled back up to her knees and went back to work on her hair. “I’m trying to make you pretty.”

“Do you think I’m ugly without your help?”

“You’re the most beautiful girl in the world.” Silena leaned her entire weight on her back, sending them both toppling off the bed and onto the floor. Annabeth struggled under her weight.

“Get off me!” She moaned. “Ugh. I can’t wait for someone half decent to come into camp. I swear I’m never speaking to you again when I make a better friend.”

“You couldn’t find a better friend if you tried.” Silena said, sitting up straighter. She studied Annabeth for a moment and cocked her head to the side. “You know what you’re missing?”

Without waiting for a response, she crawled over to her chest of drawers, yanking out a box of scrunchies. She sorted through the millions of them until she finally found one she liked, holding it up with a certain gusto and a brilliant smile. Annabeth waited patiently as she tied her braids up in a high ponytail for her.

“Okay.” Silena said. “I think you can look at yourself now.”

Annabeth pulled herself off the floor and padded up to Silena’s mirror. For a moment, she couldn’t recognise the girl looking back at her. Her hair was dyed a golden blonde that looked slightly darker at the roots, pulled into long, pretty braids. Silena had even weaved in two beads in one of them to give her a little colour. In all her long nine years of life, Annabeth had never considered dying her hair, but looking at her reflection now, she felt a lot more at home in her body. Silena was right. Blonde hair did suit her.

She reached her hand up to play with the blue scrunchie that stuck out at the top of her head, just to see if her reflection would follow; just to see if that really was her.

“I love it.” The girl in the mirror mouthed. “Silena, I… I love it.”

“I thought you would.” She could hear the smugness in her friend’s voice. “Keep the scrunchie. I think it looks cute on you.”

“Why do you keep playing with that thing?”

Percy’s voice cut through her thoughts so suddenly that Annabeth jumped. Her boyfriend held his hands up in surrender, sliding into the seat beside her and giving her a quick kiss. She frowned at him.

“Playing with what?”

“That hair tie.” Percy nodded to the worn out blue scrunchie in her hand.

She hadn’t even realised she was fiddling with it. Over the last five years, the scrunchie had been through hell. She’d replaced the elastic more times than she could count and what had once been a deep, rich colour had now turned into a blue so pale it looked nearly white. But Silena was gone now– the image of her melting face still etched into the forefront of Annabeth’s mind– and it felt like betrayal to lose the stupid thing.

“Oh.” She dropped it sheepishly onto the table “It’s a scrunchie, actually.”

“Is it the same one you wore on our first quest together?”

“What?” Annabeth frowned. “Percy, how could you possibly remember what I wore on our first quest together? You can’t even remember what you ate for lunch this afternoon.”

“I don’t know.” Percy shrugged. “I remember seeing you have it on and thinking it was cute. Is that a crime?”

“At twelve?” Annabeth laughed, shoving him lightly. “You thought I was cute. God, Jackson. You’re such a sap.”

“What can I say?” Percy shrugged, taking her hand in his and pressing his lips to her knuckles. “I’m romantic.”

“I am pretty cute, aren’t I?” Annabeth loved the way he beamed at her. Percy threw his arm over her shoulders and plastered a sloppy, wet kiss to her cheek.

“Yeah. You are.” He knocked his head lightly against hers. “Now. Don’t dodge the question. What are you worrying about?”

“I’m not worrying about anything.” Annabeth lied.

After eight long months of what felt like having to live without her lungs, she had been given her first breath of life and she was terrified of ruining it again. She picked up the scrunchie, absently stretching it between her fingers and then slipping it onto her wrist. Percy was here, she told her racing pulse. He was right here, his t-shirt brushing against her bare skin and his real laugh echoing in her ear. Telling him about her talk with her mother wouldn’t make him magically vanish, she knew– but the words still failed her.

“Yes, you are.” Percy nodded to her fingers. “You’re wearing that thing out.”

I’m afraid the world is ending again, Annabeth wanted to say. I’m afraid that the world is ending and I don’t even really care so long as you’re by my side. I’m scared, I’m exhausted, I’m lonely, I’m desperate.

Whatever she’d have decided to say in response was cut short by Leo padding sheepishly into the kitchen. He didn’t dare look at them, but Annabeth could feel Percy’s entire body radiating rage. She slipped her hand into his, but it did little to calm him down. As far as he was concerned, Leo had attacked a place he lived in. A place he’d fallen in love with. A place without her.

It wasn’t Leo’s fault. She couldn’t explain it to Percy, but she knew it wasn’t. Annabeth had worked with him for hours on end over weeks to build this ship, and in that time, she liked to think she’d learned him quite intimately over that time. There was no way at all that the Leo she knew would ever try to blow up a city.

Still, it was hard to get a read on Percy. He’d always been territorial about his friends; his family and his home. Home. The word sent an involuntary shudder down her spine. Percy was so excited to show her New Rome, just as he was furious about anybody trying to hurt it. Was this the new him, Annabeth wondered. Was this his new home? When they finished their quest, would he want to come back to Camp Half-Blood with her or had his vision of the future changed?

“You’re doing it again.” Percy drew her out of her thoughts. His jaw was set, but his gaze on her was tender. “Playing with that stupid thing.”

“It’s a scrunchie.” Annabeth repeated lamely, at a total loss for words.

“Well.” There was no way to tell if Percy knew what she was thinking or was simply in tune with her. A familiar, small smile grew on his lips and a warmth spread through her chest. Camp Jupiter, New Rome, Athena’s quest– all of it fell away when she met his gaze. This was her Percy– her best friend, her most annoying sidekick, her favourite leader. Gently, Percy pulled the scrunchie off her wrist, stood up and, without a word, gathered her hair and tied it into a ponytail at the top of her head. “It stresses me out to watch you play with it.”

Annabeth relaxed into her chair for the first time since she’d discovered Percy’s bed empty eight months ago. Her boyfriend leaned over her, pressing a kiss to the top of her head and her eyes fluttered closed. She took a deep breath, letting herself exist in the moment– with Percy’s fingers in her hair and his heartbeat steady by her ear, it was the happiest she’d ever been.

“Besides,” Percy whispered. “I think it looks really cute on you.”

The easiest thing Annabeth ever had to decide to do was marrying her best friend. Of course, that meant the world made it next to impossible to actually do it.

“Today?” Sally cried on the other end of the phone. “You’re getting married today?”

“Well…” Annabeth trailed off, looking helplessly at Percy.

“Yeah, Ma.” He called into his phone. “Do you think you and Paul could meet us at the courthouse?”

“What are you wearing?” Sally demanded. “You kids are horrible. Why didn’t you give me any warning? Paul! Have you got a suit? Percy and Annabeth are getting married!”

“I’m wearing a pair of shorts.” Percy looked down at his clothes and then at Annabeth. “Annabeth’s in a dress.”

“What colour?” Sally asked and Annabeth let out a laugh.

“Black.”

“You aren’t wearing black to your wedding.” Sally said. “And my only son is not getting married in shorts.”

“It’s not a big deal, Sally. We’ve been trying to go over the details for months. Between the venue and the guestlist and the catering– it’s so much easier to just elope.”

“And cheaper.” Percy added.

Annabeth looked out of the window as they zipped through the city. She could point at least six hotels they’d considered being married in– but one was too expensive and the other had banned Clarisse for life after an incident six years ago and according to Piper, the third one had a bad aura. Wedding planning was the most painful experience of her life, and personally, she felt like it was all a little much, really, because she was tired of waiting to marry Percy.

It had been kind of an impromptu idea– she was watching him dice onions this morning and she’d suggested it, a little bit as a joke. Hey. What if we got married today? Percy had put the knife down suddenly, looked up at her with a wide grin and in retrospect, she should have known he’d go along with just about any of her plans.

“I’m bringing you both a change of clothes.” Sally’s voice crackled through the speakers. “And we’re going to go to a nice dinner tonight. This isn’t a shotgun wedding. We’re going to respect it.”

“Oh my gods, Mom.” Percy laughed. “Fine. Just– be there, okay? If I have to wait a minute longer to be married, I think I might actually kill someone.”

And that was how Annabeth found herself in the smelly, stuffy toilets in the courtroom, paranoid of accidentally touching something while her soon to be mother-in-law fussed over her dress. Sally had been nice enough to pick up a short, white dress for her– for the photos, she’d said. Wear it so I have something to show my friends.

“There we go.” Sally said from behind her. “The dress is something new. And here you go.”

She reached up, pulling off the pair of delicate pearl drops that hung in her ears and handed them to her. Annabeth stared at them, so pure and pretty in her palms.

“Sally, I can’t–”

“It's something borrowed.” Sally insisted, closing Annabeth’s fingers around them. “I’ll give them to you if you’d like them, but please don’t fight me on this. It’s tradition. You have to have all four.”

Wordlessly, Annabeth put her earrings on. She caught her reflection. Whether Sally had planned it or not– the earrings matched perfectly with her dress. Annabeth hadn’t really spent much time wondering what she’d look like as a bride, but sure enough– a beautiful bride was looking back at her from the mirror.

“My shoes.” Annabeth looked down at her worn out Filas. She might have been able to pass it off as an outfit with just the dress, but the pearls made them look even more out of place with the rest of her. “They’re old.”

“They’re hideous.” Sally told her, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “But they’ll do. Have you got anything blue? I might have a barrette in here somewhere.”

She started to rifle through her handbag, but Annabeth’s eyes caught on something in her reflection. For so many years, she’d worn it every day– in her hair or around her wrist– until it had felt like a part of her. She wouldn’t even have realised she had it on– but by some stroke of luck, her eyes caught on it.

“I’ve got it.” She said, holding her hand up for Sally to see. “Something blue.”

Sally frowned. “Sweetheart, that is a white scrunchie.”

“No.” Annabeth shook her head. It was so worn, the stitches were starting to come out. Maybe she’d dye it back to blue when she had the time. “It’s blue. It’s my something blue.”

Sally looked pained, like she really did want to put up a fight, but Annabeth blinked up at her with large doe eyes and she softened.

“You’re going to make my life very difficult, aren’t you?”

“Don’t I already?” Annabeth grinned and Sally rolled her eyes. She took Annabeth’s hand gently in both of hers and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

“And not a day goes by that I’m not grateful for it.” She said. “I’m so proud of the woman you are. You’re my girl, you understand that? You’re my baby girl and I’m– I’m so excited for you.”

Annabeth felt her eyes well with tears. Unable to look at her any longer, she tore her gaze away from Sally, sniffling softly.

“Thanks.” She managed. Sally looped her arm around her waist and Annabeth let her lead them back to where Percy and Paul were standing, marriage licence in hand. For some reason, her feet suddenly stopped taking her forward. Next to her, Sally frowned. “Are you nervous, baby?”

Annabeth paused, only to catch her breath. This was it, she thought. After all the ups and downs and the lefts and the rights– they’d made it. She was here, with Percy, with Sally and Paul– her family was here. They were here. She plucked at the scrunchie on her wrist. She shook her head.

A small smile crept up on her lips. Heart hammering in her chest, a wave of peace washed over her. She tied her braids into a ponytail with her scrunchie and beamed at Percy. She was going to step into the happiest phase of her life. How could she be nervous?

“Not at all.” She said. “Not even a little.”

#annie are u ok #siminie doodles

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blackannabethchase · 4 years

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here we go again

disclaimer: the last time i wrote anything was in eighth grade and it was an odesta fic on instagram. but @andygarfy gave me a prompt and here we are xo

It’s a hot day in Manhattan when Percy waves his hand over a glass of water and wills mist to reflect a rainbow in the bright hot sun coming in through his window. He says a silent thank you to his father who probably hoped his gift of golden drachmas would be used to stay in touch with each other. But the Lord of the Sea is a busy guy, and Percy has been letting the coins dwindle away to speak to his best friend all school year.

He says a prayer to the goddess and sees his best friend materialize in front of him. Her eyes are bright and her smile is big and there’s a hand wrapping around Percy’s heart. It's just because he misses camp, he rationalizes internally. Annabeth arrived at the beginning of the week and is sitting at the base of a willow tree. The sun bounces off her golden curls and she really does get prettier everyday. He pushes those thoughts aside and they fall into their normal pattern of conversation. Laughing and teasing and enjoying each other’s company.

"So when are you coming to camp?"

"Not till Sunday. I have this stupid orientation at Paul's school and Mom's making me go before I can leave for camp."

"So you'll still be in the city Saturday?"

"That's what I just said, genius."

She rolls her eyes. "Well maybe if you're in the city still... Maybe I could be in the city too.” She looks at her hands. "Maybe we could see a movie, or something. If you're free I mean.” Her cheeks are red hot.

Percy looks up at her eyes wide. "Yeah!" Then a little calmer, "Yeah, I'll be here and if you're here then we would both be here, and we could go to the movies. Did you hear about this new one Kung Fu Panda? It looks so funny. And remember I showed you School of Rock? It's got the main guy from there and..." He trails off as he notices her face twist, his spirits drop, "or not if you didn't like that one."

Now it's Annabeth's turn to go wide eyed. "No, I did! It was so funny. It's just..." She purses her lips and exhales through her nose. She looks away, blushing more than she knew was humanly possible. "I kinda already saw it with Connor yesterday."

Percy's jaw clenches as his mutters to himself what sounds like Idiot Stoll followed by a few more expletives. He bites his cheek and composes himself a little more. "Oh... I just thought you hadn't been to the movies yet this summer," he says with a pinched smile.

Annabeth rushes to diffuse the situation. "No, I haven't! I went straight from school to camp and I've been busy with counselor stuff but yesterday during campfire a bunch of us snuck into the rec room and Silena popped popcorn and I think it was an excuse for her to hang out with Beckendorf but Travis and Connor snuck their DVD player to camp and Connor had swiped a bootleg of Kung Fu Panda but it was really funny, Perce. And you would like it, and I can watch it again if you want."

She's blushing and tripping over her words as they tumble out of her mouth. She looks up expecting Percy to have steam coming out of his ears. To his credit, he looks calm. To his best friend however, she knows she's struck a nerve. For a moment she indulges herself. Good for her. If Percy is going to be an idiot and spend his first few days of summer with mortals instead of with her, she shouldn't have to feel bad about spending her time with other boys. Even if those other boys maybe don’t make her laugh like he does, or know how to talk her down after a bad day of dealing with her stepmom like he does, and especially don’t make her heart skip like he does.

She lets her thoughts spiral for what feels like forever but couldn’t be longer than a few seconds in reality. Frustrated, she has half a mind to wipe her hand across the Iris Message and end the call altogether.

Percy lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding in. “No! I mean… No, you don't have to see it again.” He scratches the back of his neck. His shirt raises a little bit. Annabeth definitely does not notice. “Yes to the movies. No to Kung Fu Panda. We can find something else to watch. I’ll ask Mom to call the theater and check the showings.” Percy looks at her with a cheeky smile. “And I’ll try to forgive you for this utter betrayal.”

Annabeth can’t help but smile back. He just always knows she thinks to herself. After so many years of friendship and protection, they read each other like open books. It’s hard to stay mad when fighting so easily turns to laughing.

She replies plainly, “Wow, thank you so much for your mercy.”

Percy laughs and so does Annabeth and everything is okay again. They laugh until their ribs get tough, and Percy agrees to meet Annabeth at the train station at 2:45 for the 3:15 showing of Mama Mia.

#jade writes #who am i #evan if you see this i will literally report you to the mail ploice #lactose #pjo #pjo fic #i couldn’t wait longer goodbye

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percyscourt · 4 years

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imagine the movie Wild Child, but Silena Beauregard as Poppy Moore...

silena beauregard was born and raised in Malibu, CA. she lived with her mom, dad, and little sister until her mom died when she nine years old in a car crash. before the crash, silena was quirky, respectful, sometimes even quiet. but after the crash, she was like a totally different person. as soon as she hit middle school, she became a party-girl, and her nights weren't complete without drinking, dancing, or trashing somebody's house. of course, it also didn't help that her dad owned a million-dollar chocolate company and was rarely home

the last week of the summer before her sophomore year, silena's dad announced that his new girlfriend was going to move in with them. naturally, silena reacted with nothing short of a large ball of rage. when the moving trucks arrived, they were greeted by more than 100 teenagers that silena had invited over to take, trash, and torch all of her father's girlfriend's belongings

as if this wasn't enough, silena herself wanted to participate. silena scooped up a handful of clothes and started running full speed to the pool in her backyard. instead of jumping in the pool like everybody assumed she would, silena didn't stop running, but instead ran behind the pool to where the cliff looked down into the ocean, and dived in

right as she came up from the ocean, her dad arrived, and he immediately started kicking everybody out

flashforward to dinner that night, silena's dad tells her that she's going to boarding school.

in new york. and not the city new york, no, the countryside new york.

after dinner, silena stormed to her room. her younger sister, Lacy, came into her room and spent the night. they didn't get any sleep, though, but instead talked about their mom. "i've already lost her. i can't lose you too, S."

the next day, silena began packing. her friend, Kelly, helped her while lacy sat on the bed, talking about new york. "What if your school is like in Gossip Girl? That'd be awesome!" when lacy stepped out, silena and kelly looked at the school's website. the school showed a lacrosse field, outside dining pavillion, horse stables, a lake, and dorms. "could be uglier, I guess." kelly left, promising to call silena every night

the next day, silena and her father left early so silena could see the campus before classes started, and they drove all the way from california to new york; "S, it's like a roadtrip! Fun, right?"

it took them about two days to get there, and when silena and her dad finally get to the campus, it's two hours till dinner. as soon as she stepped out of the car, silena was met by the school's dean, Professor D. who introduced her to the school's head girl, Drew, and her friends

silena immediately takes an instant disliking to Drew, which is only increased when drew looks at silena's phone case. "'Pink is powerful?' Ha! Pink is weak- like you, I'm assuming." when drew tried to take silena's hand to shake, silena pulled it back roughly. of course, drew was taken aback. "You shake the head girl's hand out of respect." she yanked silena's hand

silena pulled it back. "When the head girl has earned my respect, then I'll shake her hand..

Biotch."

after drew and her posse stormed off, silena was introduced to Clarisse, her "big sister." while clarisse was nicer than drew, you could tell she didn't like silena either. all silena wanted to do was go home.

clarisse told silena to get any bags she needed and follow her to their room. when they got there, silena was introduced to her other roomates; Katie, Thalia, and Annabeth, though everybody just called Annabeth "Wise Girl"

when she got to the room, silena found out that technically she wasn't allowed to have her phone, except for sundays, and during the week it would be with her dorm's RA

silena hated this. this rule. this school. this whole thing.

two weeks pass, and silena wasn't any closer to liking this school, but also not any closer to finding a way out of it, either. her and her roomates barely talked, and when they did, it was snarky remarks or arguments

one night, silena ended up sneaking out after lights-out. she went to the school's computer room and logged into her email to write to kelly. after she wrote and sent the email, silena looked for the log out button so she could get back before anybody realized she'd left. right before she was about to log out, she saw somebody else sneaking around, just out of the doorway

it was annabeth.

silena left the computer to investigate. she walked out of the comouter room on her tippy-toes, looking this way and that for signs of anybody else. a thought popped into her mind, maybe she's meeting a guy, but as soon as that thought came, it was gone. silena creeped behind her and saw annabeth walk into a doorway. silena waited, counted to ten, then followed and peaked inside the room. it was the school's library. ugh, lame. silena left and started heading back to her room

when she was on the second floor on the way to the third, a fire alarm went off. scared of getting caught sneaking around during lights-out, silena hopped out a window and onto the fire escape. she walked on the fire escape until she got to an apparently empty bathroom. she hopped through its window

when she gets into the bathroom, she realizes it's actualky occupied. a voice calls out from her from behind the shower curtain. "may I help you?" it was a man's voice. holy hell, i've walked into one of my teachers taking a bath! "Uh maybe. I'm Silena Beauregard, sophomore, room 308. How do I get out of here? without getting caught, I mean." the faceless voice gave her directions and she ended up getting out without getting in trouble

a couple days later, silena is in pe class when she gets in a fight with drew. it starts out with a witty comment from silena, as it always does, but then drew threw the first punch. soon, both girls were rolling around on the ground, equally pulling hair and punches. "Silena Beauregard from 308?" it was the voice. silena looked up, but instead of coming face to face with a professor, it was a boy. a boy her age. "Charles! Hey, Charles! Hi, how are you?" Drew was quickly on her feet, rushing to shake his hand.

"Uh, well. Goodbye, now." Charles left, and silena found out that his full name was Charles Beckendorf, and he was the Dean's nephew. "How do you know him, fresh meat?"

"Aww, are you mad because you have a crush on him, old meat?" Drew's friends had to drag her away before another fight ensued

as she walked to her dorm from pe, a bucket of sewer water was dumped on silena's head, courtesy of one of drew's minions from seventh grade. silena wasn't alone, though, and turned around to see clarisse. clarisse laughed for several seconds before composing herself. "Okay, let's say we get yourself cleaned up, alright?"

after they had cleaned back up at the dorms, clarisse handed silena her phone. "We gave Mr. Brunner decoys; some old flip-phones. Go ahead and call your friend if you'd like."

silena calls Kelly but it goes to voicemail, and she texts her a simple "imy girly <3" instead

when all the girls are in the room, silena opened up about her mother's death and how hard it was at this new school. partly because they liked her, and partly because they felt bad for her, they all agreed to help Silena get expelled from school.

over the course of several weeks, the girls pulled a series of pranks; dying the lake blood-red, re-recording over Mr. Underwood's lectures, etc. they never got in trouble though, and the only thing the pranks were successful in doing was bringing the girls closer, though they didn't know it

after she realized their pranks weren't working, clarisse suggested a different approach: silena would seduce charles, and the dean would be so mad that he'd expel her immediately

their plan was put into motion at the school dance a week later. the girls were allowed off campus, and they went shopping for dresses in NYC. while they were shopping, clarisse suggested they all get their hair done. Silena went along with them, then even ended up swapping her platinum blonde curls for her natural raven-black waves. when the hair stylist was done, she realized with a shock that she looked exactly like her mother. she liked it

the girls showed up twenty-five minutes late to the dance, per silena's suggestion to be fashionably late. they were by far the most dressed up and stylish there, also due to silena's large interest in fashion and design

when they got there, charles was standing in a corner, awkwardly talking with drew

"Hey, Charlie, wanna dance?"

They danced, though it was more like Silena danced and Charles just standed there and watched. "Nobody ever calls me Charlie, y'know. It's either Charles or Beckendorf. I like when you call me Charlie."

in the middle of dancing, Silena tried some new move she had seen on one of her shows, but she tripped and fell on her head. charlie picked her up and took her outside to sit down. when she assured him that she was okay, charlie just started looking at silena instead. he leaned down to kiss her but they were interrupted by drew's followers

just as she was leaving, charlie asked silena on a date

the next day at school, silena was called into Professor D's office. he scolded her for not only for behaviour but also the fact that she had brought alcoholic beverages on to the school campus. silena sat silent through the whole stretch of this talk, waiting patiently for Pr. D to finish up and expel her. instead, her punishment was joining the girls' lacrosse team

after a good two weeks of lacrosse, silena had started to like it. she found out her mom not only went to the school when she was young, but also was the team captain to lead them to nationals, and silena was determined to do the same. somewhere along the way, she found herself actually falling in love with the sport. and something somebody else.

silena and charlie's first date was the day after her talk in the dean's office. charloe took her off campus to an underground bunker. silena was surprised to see that while it was a little packed, it was very neat and fresh-looking. "welcome to bunker 9." they had a picnic then went on a drive. the date ended with a kiss that made silena feel as if she was floating

when she got back to her room, she found Clarisse, Thalia, Katie, and Annabeth crowded around the computer. "What're you reading?" the girls turned around, faces mad and hurt at the same time. "Your email."

when she looked at a screen, silena saw an email from her account, though she hadn't sent one. it went on for more than a hundred words, with the summary being that she was only pretending to be their friend so they'd help her get expelled

silena checked her account to see that a similar email was written to charlie. both charlie and her roomates shut her out and refused to talk to her

upset and alone, silena decided to call kelly. when she did, she found out that kelly had been sneaking around with Silena's on-and-off-again boyfriend, Luke, since the first week of them dating in eighth grade. silena deleted both their numbers. she sat there, feeling almost as alone as she had when her mom died

poppy was in the common room after lights-out when she really started to feel depressed. absentmindedly, she started playing with her lighter. the flame accidentally touched the curtain and scorched the corner. though she put it out before anything else happened, silena was so spooked that she decided to retire to her room. as she walked, she heard footsteps, and her slow pace turned to a fast sprint

a few minutes later as she laid awake in bed, silena turned her head to see that outside of her window the common room was on fire. silena got up, started yelling, and slammed down the fire alarm to wake everybody up

once everybody was evacuated, the teachers started doing head-counts. silena and her roomates quickly realized that one of their own was missing. "ANNABETH!" silena pushed past the crowds, ran past the firemen, and made her way to the library. when she got there, she saw Annabeth trapped behind a fallen bookcase. silena, dizzy and bleary-eyed, led annabeth until they reached the kitchen, and the firemen carried out the collapsing girls.

after the fire was successfully put out, charlie pulled silena aside. when she tried to talk about the email, he only shoved her lighter into her hands. "I believe this is yours." he refused to listen to her explain and walked away, fully believing that she was the one who started the fire

the next day, silena sat in the dean's office awaiting his decision. ironically and cruelly, she found herself wishing not to be expelled. though she held off for a while, she started crying. she couldn't tell if the tears were because of the fire, or her friends, or even her mom, but whatever the cause they didn't stop. until somebody called her name. "Silena"

silena looked up to see charlie staring her right in the face. "I believe you. It was an accident, wasn't it? Tell me everything."

later that day, silena was set to attend a hearing concerning her future at the school. at the hearing, she told her side of the story, starting from when she first got to the school, and her roomates realized she didn't send the emails

they quickly left the hearing, and silena was convinced they hated her

they returned after several minutes of investigative research and took the stand in favor of silena. they defended her against drew and debated back and forth until drew let it accidentally slide that she had saw silena put the fire out, then started it back up herself again

of course, the case was immediately resolved, and silena was cleared while drew was expelled

silena spent the next weeks preparing her team for their nationals game. when the gameday came, silena was surprised to find her dad in the crowd with the rest of the parents. mr. beauregard was equally surprised to see silena's new natural, happy appearance

silena and the rest of the team ended up winning their nationals game by a landslide, and afterward they had a party at the beach by camp

silena ended the schoolyear completely different from when she arrived. she was now officially dating charlie, her team was staying with her for three weeks in the summer, she learned more about her mother and became closer with dad, and she was finally, truly happy.

#pjo #riordanverse #riordanverse au #pjo au #silena beauregard #annabeth chase #luke castellan #thalia grace #katie gardner #clarisse la rue #charlie beckendorf #charles beckendorf #wild child #wild child au #pxrcyscliche #pxrcyscliche au #drew tanaka

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blackaquokat · 5 years

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I SAW THE LIGHTNING THIEF MUSICAL ON SUNDAY

Okay, so first off, the stuff that stood out to me, and then after the highlights, THE STORY OF A LIFETIME INVOLVING A CAST MEMBER THAT HAPPENED BEFORE THE SHOW EVEN STARTED

This is going to be very long, strap in.

***Spoilers Under the Cut***

--Chris McCarrell, indeed, slides out to the edge of the stage and sits like, “Paint me like one of your French Girls, audience” for a full moment before singing.

--For a cast of SEVEN people, all of their voices fill that stage SO WELL.

--I’d only ever heard the soundtrack, but in the show (this time, anyway) Percy says he stopped Nancy Bobofit from “setting the first graders on fire” instead of preventing wedgies and it was just as if not more hilarious because his delivery was just totally stiff terror in the face of Mrs. Dodds.

--HE ACTED SO DEVASTATED WHEN HE THOUGHT MR BRUNNER THOUGHT HE WAS TROUBLE AFTER HE GOT EXPELLED, LIKE, HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS ABOUT TO CRY, HIS VOICE SHOOK, MY BOOOOOII

--When Smelly Gabe appears, Percy not only covers his face with his shirt but also SPRAYS ACTUAL AIR FRESHENER behind the bastard’s back, I was on the FLOOR

--Chris mimics the body language of an awkward twelve year old so well. Fiddling with his jacket, looking down, awkward motions with his hands, he nailed it.

--SALLY IS STILL THE BEST MOM EVER AND THE MUSICAL CAPTURES HER STRENGTH AND LOVE AND AGENCY SO WELL, SHE TOTALLY GETS GABE TO BACK OFF OF PERCY AND IT’S GLORIOUS

--”Percy was attacked by a fury!” “What? Grover, YOU’RE THE FURRY!”

--Just before his mom is “crushed” by the Minotaur, Percy said, “Mom?” shakily and I was freaking SHOOK, MY FEELINGS

--During the first Dream Sequence, Poseidon comes down with the GOOFIEST grin and hands off the seashell. There’s this long, hilarious silence before he says. “It’s a seashell.” The audience couldn’t stop laughing up until Percy said, several beats later, “Like I said. Weird.”

--MR. D SHARPENING A PENCIL IN KATIE GARDNER’S FACE AFTER HER RANT ABOUT TREE RIGHTS

--During the entirety of Another Terrible Day, Percy is just standing in the back, slack-jawed, in a “What the Hell have I walked into” look

--Chiron does this hilarious dancy step with his feet to mimic the clip-clopping of horse steps and every time it got a laugh.

--In the books, Luke is described as the Hot Boy of the Camp, that half the demigods are in love with him, and honestly, it’s one of the reasons I think James Hayden Rodriguez is perfect because you take one look at him and you’re like, “Yeah, I can see everyone falling in love with this guy in no time flat,” because aside from being REALLY attractive (like, damn boi, you’ve got amazing arms and face and just a LOT going for you) he’s so damn sweet and you want to trust and I DON’T THINK I EVER WANTED CANON TO CHANGE SO BADLY FOR HIM UNTIL THE MUSICAL CAME OUT

--Okay, so seeing Luke portrayed in this show made me care SO MUCH MORE about him than I did reading the books, which is a very strange feeling for me, ngl. His adorable interactions with Percy and Annabeth made me SO EMOTIONAL I MEAN

--Like, when Annabeth acts all suspicious about Percy, Luke is there to validate her skills and tease her and she teases him right back, like, you can definitely see she “likes” him and it could be interpreted that he feels something for her too, and he had such chemistry with Percy too, was endlessly supportive up until, you know, the end (I...may or may not be on board with this Tragic OT3, FRICK)

--OH ON THAT NOTE, when Grover finds Percy after the Minotaur, he’s all, “I’m sorry, Percy, I’m the worst Satyr Guardian ever” and Percy just HUGS HIM, “GROVER, I’m SO GLAD YOU’RE HERE” LIKE MY TWO BOIS I MISSED THEM

--”Grover, are you ever going to wear pants again?” followed by a gleeful “NOPE!!”

--Clarisse’s first two entrances involved this loud fighting yell before her song started

--Percy’s first time with his sword in Camp and he freaking made lightsaber noises when he swung, I read about it but I was NOT PREPARED, it was the cutest damn thing

--I was equally unprepared when Annabeth walked up behind him and when he turned and saw her and yelled out, “MY DREAM GIRL!!” Long beat of silence while the audience laughs their asses off, and he follows it up with, “I mean...you were the girl...in my dream...earlier...”

--When Percy says, “I love girls,” when Annabeth calls him out on assuming her dad was where she got her Godly heritage, Luke gives him the BIGGEST side-eye, it was adorable and Percy did his best to recover, but alas, he is but an awkward noodle.

--”Luke, Hermes kids are fast--” “Actually, that’s a stereotype--” I MEAN

--Percy sitting on the toilet and rolling it across the stage with his feet after the fight sequence, my God, what a visual.

--CHAPTER TITLE DROP, LUKE CALLS PERCY THE SUPREME LORD OF THE BATHROOM

--The Campfire Song was just amazing, everyone’s familiar body language with each other, Luke and Annabeth, Luke and Percy, Grover’s adorable little dance during his bit, everyone comforting him when he starts crying, everyone agreeing that “Chiron wins” in the shitty dad department, everyone’s sympathetic horror with every bad story they all tell,

--after Silena’s bit about how her mom “steals her mascara and all of her dates” she says to Katie, “She’s why I cry,” my sister and I can’t stop talking about how much we related to that moment (not about our mom, but more about our other relatives)

--When Percy is claimed, you can see the horror on everyone’s faces, but he doesn’t, and he’s like, “I’m...the son of the Sea God. That is so COOOOOL!!!” Then he realizes he just squealed like an anime girl and tries to recover by posing and saying to Luke next to him, “Hey,” in a very Miles Morales-from-Spiderverse kind of voice.

--The dread on Luke’s face whenever he interacts with Percy from here on out, by the way, hurts me so much. You can tell every time he talks with Percy that he really doesn’t want to manipulate him, doesn’t want to do this, but he does, and even before the reveal, you can see how unsure and guilty he feels, even if Percy is totally clueless, like even when Percy agrees to go to the Underworld you see he’s THIS CLOSE to maybe trying to talk Percy out of it again and when Grover hops in to join the quest, there’s another layer of Luke going, “Oh no, not Grover too, shit, no!” and I SWEAR, JAMES HAYDEN RODRIGUEZ, IF THIS TURNS INTO A SHOW, YOU’RE THE ONLY LUKE I WANT

-- Mr. D: “WE’RE NOT TALKING ABOUT SOME TIN FOIL PROP THAT YOU’D FIND IN A BROADWAY MUSICAL”

--Percy yells for Mr. D to eat his pants in Latin. It’s amazing.

--Chiron: ”You must talk to” *everyone looks at the ceiling* “Our mummy.” Percy: “...when you say ‘mummy,’ you mean old-person slang for Mom, right?”

--Percy, in the most ‘I am so done’ voice ever: ”You’re expelling me? Again?!”

--This is turning into an appreciation post for Rodriguez, but for real, after Good Kid (which gave me ALL THE FEELS just like when I first heard it on the soundtrack), Luke goes to him with this nervous but genuine grin and laugh, like, “Hey, so when you’re the son of the Sea God, and you want to be left alone, maybe don’t go to the lake? It’s the first place anyone will look.” And they have this real sweet moment where Percy confides in Luke, and Luke validates his anger with the gods and says, “I’m not saying you owe them anything BUT” and if you’ve read the books or already listened to the show, you KNOW how this turns out but you see how SINCERE Luke is about Percy’s pain and his own pain and how much he obviously is already regretting that he has to manipulate Percy into going to the Underworld and DAMN IT CANON

-- Clarisse: ”Don’t get eaten by monsters!” Chiron: *claps hand over Clarisse’s mouth* “Have a great quest!”

--The immediate Squad Energy that Percy, Annabeth, and Grover embody right before the act break, what LEGENDS

--Act II opens up in the middle of Mrs. Dodds attacking the bus. Percy: “I LIKED YOU BETTER AS A MATH TEACHTER!!”

--Mrs. Dodds: ”PREPARE FOR ETERNAL SUFFERING!!” Percy: “I’M SUFFERING NOW!!”

--Cheerful Stoner Stranger from the bus just before the bus explodes into confetti: “Not my weirdest experience on a Greyhound!”

--I knew the show was low-budget going in, but I at least thought the squirrel would be a puppet not a freaking figurine that Sarah Beth Pfeifer sat next to in plain sight to voice, I was dying

--On that note, Annabeth visibly holds back laughter at Percy’s “that’s kinda nuts” joke, these idiot CUTIES

--Grover is the only one who catches onto Medusa, who is played by Chiron’s actor in DRAG, but not even in a funny way, it’s played straight (not that Medusa wasn’t hilarious, but that fact that it was a drag role wasn’t mocked at all)

--Annabeth starting to explain why Medusa hates her and muffling her words by drinking her bottle while Percy and Grover are NOT impressed

--Annabeth teaching Percy how to hold a sword better because this adorable dumbass just twirled the damn thing into his shoulder because he forgot it was sharp

--MY GRAND PLAN, MY GOD and intersecting it with Annabeth saying, “When boys screw up, Percy, they get a second chance” Like, this show pulled no punches, and then afterwards when he’s sending Medusa’s head to Olympus and signs Annabeth’s name next to his and she’s like, “WAIT NO STOP” and the “Impertinent” interaction that not only is in the books but also comes back at the end of the show HELL YEAH

--DRIVE. WAS AMAZING. It was my mom’s favorite on the soundtrack and it still is (although now Bring on the Monsters competes as her favorite)

--YOU CAN HEAR LUKE AGAIN WITH HIS HESITATION ABOUT SACRIFICING PERCY DURING THE STRANGEST DREAM REPRISE

--Grover: “Percy, you almost woke everyone up. Well, not Annabeth.” Annabeth, in her sleep: “Mom...you remembered my birthday...” WILL THESE DEADBEAT GODS VISIT THEIR KIDS, I SWEAR---

--OKAY SO TREE ON THE HILL, LEMME TELL YOU

--On the second level, you see Annabeth, Luke, and Thalia re-enacting the scene while Grover narrates at the bottom and not only does Jorrel Javier look SERIOUSLY emotional and on the verge of tears for the whole thing, but at the top when Thalia is re-enacting her death, LUKE GOES TO REACH FOR THALIA TO SAVE HER AND ANNABETH PULLS HIM BACK AND THEN THEY JUST HUG EACH OTHER SO TIGHTLY BECAUSE THEY DON’T WANT TO WATCH THALIA DIE AND THEN THEY STAND BEHIND THALIA AND REACH OUT THEIR ARMS TO SYMBOLIZE HER TURNING INTO THE TREE AND YA’LL I SHIT YOU NOT I ALMOST BURST INTO REALLY LOUD SOBBING I WAS NOT OKAY

--They did the Bathtub Story from the book. Every second that passed I was more in love with the show.

--Charon: ”Ya’ll wanna hear my song?” *choruses of refusals* “SORRY I CAN’T HEAR YOU OVER THIS SWEET ASS RIFF!!”

--DOA is just as much of a bop in person as it is on the soundtrack.

--OKAY SO, Percy is almost yanked into Tartarus with his winged shoes and the mood is like, SUPER SERIOUS, as they all realize he almost fell into the pit and when Annabeth says, “I think that’s Tartarus,” Percy says, in this confused but still scared and serious soft voice, “You mean like the fish sauce?” and just. Annabeth and Grover both. Annabeth looks at him like, “THIS is the idiot I’m going to fall in love with over the next four books,” while Grover just Facepalms so much he shoves his glasses up his forehead and shakes his head, another RELATABLE MOMENT that my sister and I won’t shut up about

--Hades. I just...there’s nothing else I can say, but Ryan Knowles, Sarah Beth Pfeifer, Jorrel Javier, Jalynn Steele, and James Hayden Rodriguez deserve about fifty Tonys for all the roles they do in this show, for real

--SON OF POSEIDON, WHAT A HYPE SONG, AND ALL THE TOILET PAPER DURING THE LAST NOTE IT WAS GLORIOUS IT COVERED HALF THE FLOOR AUDIENCE

--My Poseidon and Sally feels have returned with a vengeance. That Miles Morales moment with Percy that I mentioned earlier? Poseidon does the same thing when he sees Sally, and the two of them are just Vibing it up while Percy is between them like, “THIS IS SO WEIRD”

--As Poseidon leaves, he turns away from Sally and makes this fist bump gesture like, “Hell yeah, best time of my life was this woman right here”

--Percy, after Poseidon exits: “So that’s my dad?” Sally, in a very horny tone: “THAT’S your dad.” Like, GET IT, Sally

--Sally: “Oh, what is this package, Percy?” Percy, with a shit-eating grin: “Oh, it’s a...DIY Statue Kit” *Sally goes to open it* “WAIT NO DON’T IT’S MEDUSA’S HEAD!!” and the Grossed Out Look on her face as she exits the stage. Priceless.

--Luke is Very Obviously avoiding Percy when they return to camp. More on this later because My. Feels.

--Annabeth: “Hey Clarisse! We met your dad! He’s not as tough as you are!” Clarisse: “Hey, get back here! You saw my dad!” *slightly vulnerable voice* “Did he ask about me?” YOU DUMBASS GODS, TALK TO YOUR DAMN KIDS WILL YOU???

--Annabeth and Percy grinning like idiots over Sally’s Medusified statue of Gabe, what cuties, I love that their romance wasn’t forced in the show, it was handled so gracefully because they are Twelve and in the Very Early Stages of their Undying Love for each other (and Luke, I promise you guys, all three of these idiots are in love with each other and it hurts me so much)

--OKAY SO PERCY RUNS UP TO LUKE CLEARLY EXPECTING TO BE COMFORTED AND TO SLIP INTO THEIR SWEET AND SUPPORTIVE DYNAMIC BUT THEN PLOT AND PAIN AND LAST DAY OF SUMMER HIT ME THE HARDEST ON THE SOUNDTRACK BESIDES TREE ON THE HILL AND IT DIDN’T DISAPPOINT

--And the hardest part? The way Rodriguez plays Luke, you really CAN’T be angry with him. I mean, there’s no justifying his actions because it’s freaking KRONOS, but given that we’ve been given the time to see what a great guy he was, how much he cared about the campers, how many he must have seen never come back from quests the Gods gave them, who feel abandoned by their parents, Luke’s own quest, how he watched Thalia die with little to no intervention from the Gods, how he must hate to see Annabeth killing herself to prove her worth to the Gods for a quest that could get her killed, and then Percy coming in after losing his mom and sympathizing with his justifiable bitterness towards the Gods, the show doesn’t shy away from the fact that the Gods are effed up and you just can’t blame Luke at ALL for how he feels about the Gods, but it makes everything hurt all the more.

--The Most Millenial/Gen Z ending ever, “We didn’t ask for this, we shouldn’t be the ones fighting this war, but if we don’t, we all die, so fine, we don’t want to do this, but no one else will, so here we are, ready to fight” and then Bring on the Monsters which is one of the best closing numbers to a show ever, I swear.

--All in all, the critics can suck it, this show has more heart and love and hilarity and depth than half the stuff on Broadway and the fact that it’s going to have such a short run is a Crime.

--I sincerely hope they can do another one, if at all possible. I would go watch it too if it’s made by the same creative team and the same actors (maybe even more actors).

OKAY NOW FOR MY STORY!!!!!!

So I had paid leave to use up, hence our trip to NYC last weekend, and we stayed in a hotel really close to the theatre. My sister and I, having been fans of the books for half our lives, were wearing Camp Half-Blood t-shirts. Anyway, we were so excited that we got there an hour and ten minutes early, and they weren’t letting anyone in for another half hour, so we decided to take a few pictures and go get a snack.

While we’re taking pictures, suddenly behind us my sister and I hear “TAKE ANOTHER ONE!!” so I turn around thinking What the hell and then have the biggest Brain Glitch of my life because it’s CHRIS FREAKING MCCARRELL WITH A COFFEE/SMOOTHIE THING AND A MUFFIN STANDING BEHIND US AS IF HE WAS JUST LA-DEE-DA-ING ALONG TO THE THEATRE AND DECIDED HE WANTED TO GIVE AN INNOCENT FAN A HEART ATTACK, because he could have just gone in and we wouldn’t have even noticed but NOPE HE CAME RIGHT UP TO US, AND I’M STILL IN SHOCK, NGL.

My gut reaction was to hug him and then I apologized because I hadn’t asked his permission and didn’t want to be That Person who didn’t respect boundaries (I am a very tactile, hugging kind of person and have to remind myself that not everyone is the same way, especially with performers) and he said I was fine and not to worry. My sister and I got a few pictures together with him and he asked if we were seeing the show that night, and we were, and he looked so pumped, and I got to tell him that I read Percy Jackson before Harry Potter and that it was my favorite book series and when he asked if I had listened to the soundtrack, My mom said yes, multiple times, but fondly, and he looked so excited that we were so excited to go that night.

So yeah. That happened.

And then after the show, we managed to catch Kristen Stokes on her way out, but we waited until she got to talk with and sign playbills for kids (there were so many kids in the theatre, it was adorable, even if the ones behind us kept crinkling their snack wrappers consistently during THE WHOLE SHOW which got annoying, ngl). My sister and I took a few with her and I got to tell her, also, that this was my favorite book series growing up and that she played Annabeth, a big role model for me, absolutely perfectly and she looked so touched.

(Also, she was much shorter than me. I forget that even if I’m one of the shorter members of my family, I’m still pretty tall by usual standards.)

Anyway, WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE, PJO FANS, AM I RIGHT????

...I wanna see the show again, but idk what the chances of that happening are. If you haven’t seen it and have the ability to, I must encourage you to GO. PLEASE. GO SEE IT.

#the lightning thief musical #tlt musical #percy jackson and the olympians #rick riordan #kat rants #chris mccarrell #kristen stokes

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aka-mel · 7 years

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SO HYPE. I HAVE TO SHARE!

I CANNOT EXPRESS TO ALL OF YOU HOW MUCH FUN ME AND @jflashandclash HAD AT OTAKON THE PAST WEEKEND! We rarely get to meet a lot of pjo fans online LET ALONE OUTSIDE THE INTERWEBS! Not only did we get a wish come true, everyone was such MAJOR awesome!! This was the best photoshoot meet-up I’d ever had and I can’t thank this wonderful group of pjo-ers enough! Thanks for making our Otakon!

You guys made our Thalia and Reyna con experience the best! I had SUCH a blast as Thalia that we stayed in those cosplays way longer than we anticipated XD I feared I’d get black lipstick EVERYWHERE and eating was fun! Best debut of them I could have asked for!

me as Thalia Grace @jflashandclash Jack Flash as Reyna Ramirez-Arellano

We have here: Percy Jackson 2x, Nico di Angelo, Annabeth Chase 2x, Charles Beckendorf, Silena Beauregard, Jason Grace, and Hazel Levesque!

Mini review of Otakon below the cut--

Let alone that, to anyone wondering, I’d HIGHLY recommend Otakon! The staff were so nice, pleasant, AND ON TOP OF THEIR SHIT. There was not one hold up, not one bad line, and no traffic jam! The space was HUGE so there really wasn’t any reason for a traffic jam. Shopping was alotta leg work XD We had bag checks at entrances but the staff were REALLY efficient about it and we never had a problem getting our stuff in. Can’t say what it’ll be like in future years but by this Otakon I am definilty coming back and would recommend others as well! The one or two panels we saw were also pretty good! Nothing amazing but I fulfilled a dream of meeting Portgas D. Ace’s voice actor, Furukawa Toshio! So I can’t complain! And just to add, the Marriot Marquis Hotel, GODLY. I FELT LIKE ROYALTY STAYING THERE! Staff was SUPER kind and just a great hotel in general, THERE WAS NEVER EVEN A LINE FOR THE ELEVATOR ON SUNDAY. WHAT SORCERY DOES THIS HOTEL POSSESS??? Either way, I love it :D

Hope you all enjoy these pics as much as I did! I keep giggling at them XD

#percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #heroes of olympus #hoo #cosplay #percy jackson #annabeth chase #thalia grace #reyna ramirez arellano #jason grace #hazel levesque #nico di angelo #otakon #otakon 2017 #charles beckendorf #silena beauregard #my cosplay

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demigod-jack-hearth · 28 days

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suchastart · 8 years

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prompt: d&d au, percy's character dies taking down Kronos, and the rest of the party does the ritual to revive him

The throne room glitters beneath all the dirt and the soot. The walls feel like they’re closing in, like they’re pulsing with living, liquid bronze. In and out. In, and out. In. Out. Your friends are down–Odhran sits slumped over his torn stomach and broken reed pipes, Reese lies facedown in the greening fountain water, and Nero remains chained to the wall. Pallea, prone and gasping on the floor, reaches out to you with a mangled and broken hand.

In the end, it’s you and Castell–the both of you grappled, holding tight to one another, standing in Nakamura’s blood. Fire burns angry in Castell’s eyes, tears cracks in his skin. You can almost see Kronos wisping like a shadow from his body.

“You have to fight him,” you say. Pallea’s knife rests just inches from your boot. “Please. You have to fight. Do it for her.”

Castell’s grip on you wavers. He grits his teeth around a shout, and through his body, Kronos roars.The room shakes. Bronze dust rains from the ceiling.You bring a knee up into his gut and reach down for the knife, and with the last bit of strength you can summon, you thrust the blade up and forward into his gut.

Pain bursts in your chest. You lose your breath as you lean into Castell, as you watch the terrible flame of Kronos’s spirit flicker and then disappear, as you watch Castell blink, die, finally free.

He falls.

You look down to see Kronos’s dagger in your chest.

In unison, Pallea and Nero scream.

You fall.

ii.

new athens nerds

Annabeth

Percy> D: D: D:

Grover> You are very very dead, dude :-(

Clarisse> it was kind of awesome

Percy> so dead> so so dead it kind of hurts my heart??> literally hurts my dudes heart> guys……. what if you cant bring me back??? D:!!!!

Nico> We can bring you back.

Percy> yeah sure but what if you cant?? this is awful> stupid castell i never wanted to trust that guy anyway> ab why did we trust that guy

Nico> It will be fine.> Expensive, though. Probably.

Grover> ?> I have like 12 bucks

Percy> thanks g but this is no time for your memery

Annabeth

Nico> It depends on how Rachel wants to do it. There are different spells, and different consequences. If she does ask for sacrifices, we will have to offer something meaningful from our characters to Oceanus.> We’ll have to find somebody who’s able to perform the magic.

Grover> memeingful

Annabeth

Nico> Not yet.

Clarisse> Silena says she thinks she can

Percy> thank dnd gods for princess serenity rose the gorgeous> can she come next game??

Clarisse> probably not, she has practice all next week

Percy> volleyball or cheerleading??

Clarisse> both B)

Grover> She has a game soon doesn’t she?

Clarisse> yeah

Annabeth

Nico> We should probably brainstorm how to bring him back.> If he wants to come back.> Maybe it should be a surprise.

Annabeth

Percy has been removed from this conversation

Grover has changed the name of this group: new athens necromancers

Clarissenice

iii.

One minute she’s studying spacing and shaping and the physics of sound, and the next, the ring of her phone jerks her out of a heavy sleep. She unsticks her face from her textbook and looks blearily at the glow of her phone. The sun’s gone down. Her room is dark and empty. Percy Jackson’s name shines at her in the dark.

She sits up at her desk, taps at the screen, clears her throat. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Percy says, smiling and a little breathless. “Are you busy?”

“Not really. I fell asleep on my homework.”

“Long day?”

“Kind of, yeah. Just a lot to do. I think I missed dinner.”

“Yeah, dining hall’s closed by now.” He takes a few more deep breaths. It sounds like he’s–jogging? “You, uh–want me to bring you something?”

“From where?”

“Hearth Home?”

Annabeth groans. Hearth Home–the most amazing 24-hour diner in town, with delicious breakfast at any time of day. Soft, buttery pancakes, fluffy eggs, sweet apple butter and warm biscuits, beautifully browned potatoes and sausage. It’s the perfect menu for a busy college student. The more she thinks about their tomato and pepper omelette or their strawberry lemon pancakes, the more her stomach growls. “Oh, my god.”

Percy huffs. “Is that a yes?”

“If you’re going that way, I’m not going to say no.”

“Okay. I’ll be there in ten?”

Annabeth agrees, and the call is done. She stares at the screen–Percy Jackson, 00:56–and wonders what he’ll end up bringing her, if he even remembers her order from the only time they ever went there together. It’d been their whole D&D group a few Sundays ago, Rachel and Nico half asleep, Clarisse sweaty from a several-mile jog, Percy still a little damp from swimming practice. Grover and Annabeth sat on one side of the booth and studied the menu together as if preparing for an exam.

She tries not to think too much about it, Percy visiting her room, what he might bring her for dinner, what that might mean. She tidies up her desk, straightens the blankets on her bed, stands in front of the mirror and makes sure her hair is in some kind of order.

She’s back at her desk by the time there’s a knock on the door. She stands, runs her hands down her loose t-shirt and gym shorts, wriggles her shoulders, recognizes that she’s being ridiculous, and answers the door.

Percy smiles at her. He looks comfortable, in his swim team hoodie and sweatpants. His hair, as ever, is still a little damp from practice. He holds up a tied plastic bag. “Delivery?”

“Hi.”

“Hey.”

She stands back to let him in. “Thanks for this.”

“No problem.”

He kicks his shoes off at the door, places their dinner carefully on her desk. Annabeth hurries behind him and helps him clear her books and laptop and notes, and together they free several styrofoam containers full of scrambled eggs, hash browns, and pancakes. The last slim container is a beautiful omelette with fresh tomatoes, onions, red and green peppers, a sprinkling of cheese and bacon. Her mouth waters just looking at it all.

“Is this for me?”

“Yeah,” Percy says, passing her a plastic-wrapped cutlery set. “Have at it.”

Annabeth beams at him. She can’t help it. He brought her dinner from Hearth Home, and she kind of loves him for it.

She climbs up on her bed and pats the space next to her, arranges their styrofoam containers between them like a makeshift dorm picnic. They sit with their backs against the wall and spread their butter and syrup over their strawberry-lemon pancakes, make a toast with their toast, share the little thermos of cocoa, passing sips between them as they take bites of pancake and potatoes.

Butterflies riot in her stomach, her lungs, all the way up to her throat. She can’t help but laugh at the giddy sense of contentedness she feels with him tall and warm beside her. It’s disgusting. It doesn’t make any kind of sense, except Percy is sitting next to her and they have absolutely nothing in common but fantasy dragons and delicious diners and they’re sharing dinner that he brought her from the best diner in town, and she can smell the honey on his breath, he’s so close.

“You think you can bring me back?” he asks, finally, sipping at their thermos of cocoa.

“I hope so.”

“I wish you guys hadn’t kicked me from the group.”

Annabeth laughs. Their dumb Facebook group. “Nico said it’ll matter more if we surprise you and Rachel with our sacrifices.”

“Yeah.” Percy takes a bite of their pancakes, chews. “I just. I miss you guys.”

“We’re still here.”

“Yeah, but. It’s different when I can’t talk to you all the time.”

She rests her head back against the wall, keeps her syrupy fork in her mouth as she looks over at Percy. “You’re still with us, Percy. We just want to make sure our sacrifices matter. We want you to come back.”

“Yeah…”

Annabeth sighs. Percy grabs a handful of cheesy hash browns with his fingers, drops them into his mouth. They’re both leaning against the wall with their styrofoam containers around them; Percy rearranges the ones between them so that he can scoot closer without interference. He presses his leg against hers, tucks his head against her shoulder.

His hair smells like chlorine. She rests her cheek against his hair, inhales, listens as he speaks.

“Annabeth.”

“Yeah?”

“I really don’t want to die.”

“You’re not gonna die,” Annabeth says. “Nico’s pretty confident.”

“Nico, huh?”

“He knows, like, everything about the game. He’s not gonna let you die.”

Percy hums. He reaches over and touches her hand, slides his fingers between hers. For a few silent moments, they lean against one another, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands.

“I’m not gonna let you die,” Annabeth says.

Percy smiles. “I know you won’t.”

iv.

A video appears in the group chat. A beautiful girl with vitiligo and perfect makeup sits in front of a brightly lit backstage dressing room mirror. Compete mayhem appears behind her, and she smiles, even as her friends rush around her in panic and various stages of dress.

“Hello, my friends!” Silena says. “I want to wish you the best of luck today, and all the magic in bringing back our friend Oceanus!”

She smiles wide, and tucks her dark hair behind her ear. The bright white of her uniform is almost blinding against the screen, almost as blinding as her grin. “I know Rachel will do her best in playing me, if I am at all helpful to you! Please have my blessing as Princess Serenity Rose! I am giving my best to resurrect Oceanus to our family! Much love!”

Silena winks, and blows a kiss, and gives the most beautiful smile in closing. It’s the best offering she can give to the pending resurrection, her sunshining positivity, and she leaves her party, her family, with a wide, gleaming smile.

The dorm basement is otherwise quiet when Clarisse arrives, stomping down the stairs and tossing her backpack and gym bag onto the floor. She nods hello to Rachel, who is sitting on the floor with her entire dungeon set up on the wide coffee table, and to the other members of her party. Nico has his army of dice ready, and Grover is comfortable on the couch, and Annabeth and Percy are sitting a little too close to one another at the other end of the sofa.

“Well, hi, everybody,” Rachel says, smiling cradling her dice, keeping close track of her party.

“Hi,” Percy says, dead.

“Can we get on with this,” Clarisse says.

Annabeth arranges her dice and her character sheets, and Grover squeezes her hands, and they all crowd close together, uncomfortably ready for their dungeon master’s upcoming rolls.

“So,” Rachel says. “You have been travelling toward Delphi, carrying Oceanus’ body, hoping to bring him to Princess Serenity in order to bring him back to life. You lie Oceanus’ body in the temple, and you stand above him, praying, laying offerings and touching your hands upon him.”

“Yes,” Annabeth says. Pallea steps forward, and touches Oceanus’ hands, and breathes. “Oceanus,” she says. “There’s so much I need to say…”

#idk if I like this fully but I am loving this d&d au #insidiousmisandry #Percabeth #yay here's some Percabeth fic #percy jackson #annabeth chase #pjo d&d au #mina writes fic #this isn't the full au that I wanted to write for this prompt but... here's like half of it??????

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