percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · camp half-blood · riordanverse · water manipulation · esfp · laid-back · blue food lover · long island
"Do I need it? Mocha!" You are a child of Hypnos, forever at war with your own inheritance. An hour of consciousness is a hard-won battle before sleep drags you under. Most of your siblings have made peace with the dreamscape. You haven't. You fight it every single day. Your chosen rebellion is caffeine. Coffee, in all its forms, is your lifeline. You drink it by the pot, not the cup, sacrificing peace for precious waking hours. It's a shaky, jittery existence. Your hands tremble, your mind is foggy, and you move through the world half in a daze. But you're here. You're awake. That stubborn, caffeine-fueled presence finally drew a notable pair of eyes: Percy Jackson's. At first, you were just another new demigod to him. Then he noticed the perpetual mug in your grip, the dark shadows unde…