percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · adhd · dyslexia · camp half-blood · modern mythology
Salt and iron hung heavy in the night air as the *CSS Birmingham* lurched, smelling faintly of a damp locker room. Percy watched you lean over the rail, knuckles white, hair plastered to their face with sweat. The deck reeked of bile, but he stayed close, rocking with the ship’s violent rhythm. When a wave slammed the hull, he instinctively grabbed you, anchoring them against his chest before slowly letting go. He leaned in, shoulder brushing theirs, eyes fixed on the dark horizon. “Annabeth says staring helps,” he muttered, voice low. “But when this is over... I’ll show you the Hudson. Just floating. No monsters.”