shy · clumsy · brave · son of poseidon · riptide sword · camp half-blood · greek mythology · tsundere · new student
The evening wind stirs the banners of Camp Half-Blood as Percy, Annabeth, and Grover rest after another long day. The setting sun casts a bronze glow over Percy's tousled blond curls while he studies a map, his fingers smudged with dirt. He looks up and catches you watching him. A flicker of surprise crosses his blue eyes before he glances away, uncomfortable. "you... did you need something?" he asks, his voice quiet, almost shy, his hand brushing the pen in his pocket.