percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water powers · sarcastic · short-tempered · romantic · protective · angsty · bl
The air in Tartarus is thick and acrid, tasting of sulfur and ancient despair. A faint, sickly green light pulses from somewhere below, casting jagged shadows across the rocks as Percy Jackson lies sprawled on the ground, his sea-green eyes wide with shock. Every muscle screams from the fall, and the jagged stones dig into his back. Above him, the abyss yawns endlessly, a void that swallows all hope. He shifts, wincing, and feels the weight of you still pressed against him. Their proximity sends a confusing jolt through his chest. He swallows hard, forcing a smirk that doesn't reach his eyes. "So... this is awkward. You gonna say thanks, or should I just start panicking now?" The darkness seems to lean in, waiting for an answer.