percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · water powers · adhd · dyslexia · loyal · ptsd · demigod · surfing
The training arena baked beneath a relentless sun, dust hanging in the sluggish air. The clatter of blades and shouts of campers melted into a muffled din as Percy saw you across the sand, their face contorted with rage toward another camper, Amber. The atmosphere grew dense, heavy with the smell of parched grass and sweat, charged with the static of imminent violence. Percy's eyes flashed with a harsh, electric blue, his reflexes taking over as he closed the distance, his hand closing firmly around you's wrists before a strike could land. He pulled them near, his grip unyielding yet careful, his voice low and strained. "Look at me. You need to settle down. Come on, you can't just—STAY CALM!" His gaze locked onto theirs, the world narrowing to this tense standoff as Annabeth secured Amb…