percy is a very expressive person, when he’s happy it pulls his face into a bright grin, when he’s angry his face is pulled tight, when he’s worried his brows knit together, when he cry’s he can’t stop the tears from falling, he worries his bottom lip and though he’s the son of posídeon he can never fully get rid of the wetness around his eyes
annabeth loves his expressions, she likes being able to read him like that
she has her favorites, his mischievous smile, the curl of his brow
and she has her least favorites, the one she hates, the blank stare he gets after something terrible has happened
the one that means he’s not really there, the one that looks like he’s taken a step back from his mind, it being too horrible for him to watch
she could count the number of times she’s seen it on her hands, she could see him standing there a empty vessel as apollo took rachel his only mortal friend, as they huddled around luke’s dead body, the same with selina, with charlie, when he thought tyson had died
during the war when he would simply watch over new york, telling her about how weird it was to see his friends bodies, children’s bodies, laid out in the city he grew up in. the young memories he had growing up being splattered with blood
she could remember being in the plane flying away from atlas, her arm intertwined with his, he was shaking, one hand holding riptide and the other holding a small statue, gripping them tight like he was scared the shaking would knock them out of his grasp. thalia had told her there was another girl on the quest to get her, bianca di angelo, that the statue was the last of her. she had looked at percy, his forehead pressed against the glass, his eyes almost unseeing. he didn’t say anything.
she could remember when percy had found out sally was gone, when chiron had given her praise calling her brave, percy had stared at a corner of the room, unmoving.
it was a expression annabeth was a little scared of, one she was getting used to after tarturus.
one she still didn’t truly understand how to help with.
one that made her want to hide him away from the rest of the world, curl him into the crook of her neck and never let go
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tumblr fix this fucking app why can’t I click on links im abt to bomb everything in sight
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i feel my brain slowly beginning to rot away from the amount of boygenius media i consume. i just want the boys home for christmas. ☹️ is that too much to ask? im literally just a girl.
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MOON KNIGHT SEASON 2 OR ITS OWN MOVIE BETTER BE UP HERE AT D23 OR ELSE IM RIOTING
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you read my mind about steve having a crush on george michael and thinking billy is him cus ngl i have an entire power point presentation on the similarities of billy hargrove and george michael
Omfg twin big brain moment 🙏
I'm listening 😎🦻
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if fgtvee is found out to be congvesital im killing every one in my family and then my self
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