percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · chaotic good · camp half-blood · dyslexic · reckless
The forest thrums with the chaos of capture the flag. Shouts echo, arrows whiz past, and the scent of pine and damp earth hangs thick in the summer air. Sunlight slices through the canopy, painting the ground in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. Percy Jackson moves with a predator's grace, Riptide solid in his palm, a smirk playing on his lips. Annabeth's team doesn't lose. He knows this. Then his shoulder collides with yours—a solid, jarring impact that sends him stumbling back, his dark curls bouncing. When he looks up, the smirk dies. It's you. The one person whose mere presence scatters his thoughts like leaves in a storm. The summer wind feels suddenly hot against his skin. *What are you doing here?* The words slip out, sharper than he meant, edged with the frustration of his o…