The one where Annabeth’s a spy/assassin and Percy’s the civilian she begrudgingly falls in love with.
“So, like, I told Micha, ‘Bro, there has to be an easier way to coordinate house parties than Facebook, it’s so early 2000s college frat party,’ and he agreed, so we started playing around with designs and figured out some different — ”
Annabeth ran a speculative finger around the rim of her wine glass, wondering if her date knew she’d thought of at least 15 different ways of killing him with just the stem of the glass the instant they got past introductions. She wouldn’t actually do it, of course, no matter how much she disliked him; she just liked the mental challenge of the exercise.
“ — there’s an option to pre-screen invitees, so in case some fugly chick got invited you can delete her right off — ”
No, Annabeth decided, narrowing her eyes as she finished off her drink. No, he wouldn’t have the imagination for it, not if he thought blathering on about his useless startup ap for 20 minutes while she nodded and smiled was actual, scintillating conversation. He was the type who saw exactly what he wanted to see and nothing more; the less critical thinking involved, the better for him. Right now, she was little more to him than the pretty blonde in a tight dress he desperately wanted to see naked with her legs spread.
Unfortunately, that meant he was exactly the sort of man she needed to complete her cover.
A little like this, actually.
Percy and Annabeth were dependent on each other as a means of survival in an extreme situation. They probably would’ve acted very similar, if less intensely and obviously less romantically inclined, if they’d been stuck with someone else in Tartarus. They are not codependent, they have never been codependent, and they probably won’t ever be codependent, unless Riordan decides to get dark and explore how their experience Tartarus could twist their relationship into something severely unhealthy and wrong.
Okay so the thing is, neither Percy nor Annabeth rely on each other to function. They don’t need to be around each other in order to be functional, whole, proactive human beings.
The go on whole quests without each other. We see Percy making friends and even laughing and being happy without Annabeth even when they’re separated. We know that Annabeth teasingly stole Piper’s breakfast and became good friends with her even though Percy was missing for months and months. We know that she became better friends with Rachel during that time period too. She didn’t cease to function without him, even though she was doing what she could to find him (she also wasn’t the only person doing that, but I don’t see anyone calling Grover or Tyson codependent)
The only time we ever see signs of them falling apart without each other is when they are in Tartarus. Which is hell. Literally the worst place in existence when they could die at any moment. If ever there was a place to be freaked out about losing someone you care about, that would be it.
The two of them are happiest when they’re safe and able to be together. Because typically, that’s how a romantic relationship works. If you’re in a loving, caring, equal relationship with someone, being around them (in general) lifts you up. And if it’s a healthy relationship, then you accept and deal with being away from them, which Percy and Annabeth both easily manage.
This is not a co-dependent relationship. This is two characters that are able to depend on each other when the situation calls for it. House of Hades was 800% a situation that called for it.
“Because I know you, Percy Jackson. In many ways, you are impulsive, but when it comes to your friends, you are as constant as a compass needle. You are unswervingly loyal, and you inspire loyalty. You are the glue that will unite the seven.”
The Son of Neptune trio sketchy doodle. c:
I’m actually really proud of this omg. Besides Frank, Frank looks horrible. xD
Another one for the ironic t-shirt pile.
i think this is the first time i’v actually put effort into a picture of Percy
Anonymous asked you:
May i request an after-verse prequel drabble/fic? :3 (if not, it’s totally fine!!!) the moment leading to and the moment annabeth and percy decide it’s not working out.
WARNING, THIS IS A STUPIDLY SAD AND KIND OF VIOLENT FIC. The gist of the After verse is that six months after everything is over, Percy and Annabeth break up because they’re destroying each other. Tht fic details how they come back together, but this one details the moment they fall apart, and it’s Not Nice.
It’s all over the night she goes to Piper’s.
Not that Percy realises that right away. He’s too busy destroying his furniture, Riptide in his hands and smashing through the other bunks, the walls, the stupid fountain. It’s not the first time he’s done it, and the cabin bears the marks of his ineffective repairs from the past.
Percy doesn’t care. He’d screamed at Annabeth to get out, both hating her in that moment, and terrified that he was about to hurt her. She’d spat something back at him (he doesn’t remember what), and done just that.
It’s not the first time that’s happened, either. Especially not recently. It’s been getting worse, both of them clinging to each other and spinning out of control. Sometimes things are okay – sometimes they have moments. But those moments are getting few and far between, lost to a rising tide of anger and hate and despair.
The tide’s supposed to go out again. But this is reality, not some pretty, perfect metaphor, and Percy has never been so afraid of drowning.