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    It’s the end of the summer now, and her schedule’s free, so she can think about the fact that her new friend Percy Jackson has been to the Underworld and back, yet still doesn’t know how to get his armor to sit quite right.

    (annabeth fixes percy's armor for him, among other things, over the course of five impossible years)

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    25 Jan 2026

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    It’s like a math problem, really, if she thinks about it. a + b = c, and all she has to do is fill in the variables. She’ll get an answer. Easy. She’s good at math. Its a problem to solve. One answer. Reasonable.

    a (Percy washed her favorite sweatshirt) + b (it smelled like him when she put it on) = c (she’s in love with him)

    (or, one night before she and percy head to camp for winter break, annabeth realizes there's three words she wants to say to him for the first time. and she's totally normal about it, of course.)

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    “oh—hi, perce,” she said, like it was the most normal thing in the world. casual. easy. just her voice, a little hoarse from sparring, but still that same steady tone he’d heard a million times before.

    but percy’s brain just…lagged.

    his first thought was holy shit she’s glowing. second thought: don’t say that out loud. third thought: act normal.

    he managed a crooked grin that felt half a second too late. “hey.”

    his voice cracked—barely—but enough that beckendorf’s shoulders shook with a silent laugh beside him.

    annabeth didn’t notice. she crouched to retie one of her sneakers, muttering something under her breath about clarisse being “all talk,” then straightened, tightening the strap of her chestplate. the sun hit her face at just the right angle, lighting up the bronze undertones of her skin, making the sweat on her temple catch like flecks of gold.

    percy’s chest squeezed.

    or, annabeth and percy realizing that the other isn’t JUST annoying anymore, but also kind of attractive?

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    10 Jan 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 73

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    the words ripped out of me before I could stop them.

    “don’t i get a kiss for luck?”

    i meant it as a joke. sharp, almost mocking. but the second it left my mouth, it hung between us, too loud, too raw, with the city burning around us and monsters screeching closer by the second.

    annabeth turned, eyes flashing like steel, her breath coming hard, jaw clenched. i expected the retort. the withering look. i braced for it.

    instead, she grabbed me.

    or, what if annabeth DID kiss him “for luck” in the middle of the battle of manhattan?

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    09 Jan 2026

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    Annabeth was never impulsive. Afterall, she was a daughter of Athena, renowned for her flawless precision and always – always – thinking everything through. But standing at the bathroom sink of her dorm room with a box of hair dye next to her, she could’ve believed otherwise.

    In which Annabeth considers dyeing her grey streak and I attempt to make Percy slightly more emotionally intelligent

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    09 Jan 2026