oh god yes yes yes i will always do happy nico alwayshere you go dear (◡‿◡✿)
Annabeth pressed her lips to Percy’s ear. “I love you.”
She wasn’t sure he could hear her—but if they were going to die she wanted those to be her last words.
Art by burdge
I got this idea in my head. Since (SPOILER) Pluto can’t be around Hazel ‘cause of reasons, Nico would be the one guiding her through the isle and…yeah. Sorry if it is kinda crappy and simple and don’t hate ‘cause of Hazel’s skin. Im too lazy to color it xD
Tried to give her the complexion thoThanks and hope you like it!! :D
GUYS RICK RIORDAN TWEETED ME BACK OH MY GOD
Annabeth squeezes her way between two girls leaning into the aisle chatting excitedly. She cast another glare at the guy who took the last seat up front and takes a seat slightly off to the left in the second row. She pulls out her notebook and starts scanning the notes from last period.
“Whatcha readin’ there blondie?” Annabeth feels the guy’s breath on her hair and suppresses a shudder.
“Fuck off,” she flips him the bird for emphasis and turns the page.
“Wow, first day and you’re already making friends. Someone should teach you some manners,” Annabeth’s left hand curls into a fist. She keeps her right hand flat against the top of the desk.
“Someone should teach you to keep to yourself.” She says calmly.
“That gonna be you Tatts? Say, where does this one go exactly?” Annabeth feels the ghost of his fingertips against her skin and starts to turn. She keeps her fist loose and her thumb out so she won’t break a finger while breaking his nose.
“I’m surprised you’re even in this class Twinkie, I didn’t think you could read.” The guys voice makes ‘Twinkie’s’ hand pull back and Annabeth stops herself. Fist fights aren’t great for permanent records.
“Very funny, Jackson. I was just admiring her art, besides shouldn’t you be throwing more shitty passes?” A couple chuckles come from behind her.
“Says the moron who close lined our own running back last game. Maybe that had something to do with you and your goons lighting something up before the game.” Annabeth turns to see her defender and nearly cusses.
PERCABETH, IN HONOUR OF THEIR ANNIVERSARY YESTERDAY THAT I MISSED DUE TO NO WIFI! Also, happy birthday and a day to Persassy!
the seven + my frazel kid, avery (who is nonbinary, with pronouns they/them)
apparently my idea of aging is hair style change + scruff ;;
art by juliajm15