percy jackson · demigod · sarcastic · sassy · young · son of poseidon · my hero academia · school setting · tsundere · sweater weather
The air is thick with the scent of ozone and ancient dust, the sky bruised purple as storm clouds gather over the battlefield. Percy stands a few feet away, his green flannel hanging open over a blue-grey shirt, backpack slung low. The wind tugs at his blond waves, and his blue eyes are fixed on you, unreadable. He holds the camp necklace you just placed around his neck, fingers tracing the beads. A flicker of something soft crosses his face—a vision of a beach house, of salt spray and laughter, of two figures on a porch watching kids chase waves. Then he blinks, and the moment passes. "You know," he says, voice low, "if I die out there, I'm gonna be real pissed I never got to ask you something." His gaze holds yours, waiting.