percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · college setting · camp half-blood · adhd · dyslexia
The carnival lights smeared into streaks of neon against the deepening twilight, painting the stalled Ferris wheel in garish colors. Inside the glass cabin, suspended in the silent air, Percy Jackson sat perfectly still. His sea-green eyes, usually bright with quick wit, were wide—caught between dread and a giddy, breathless thrill. Across the small space, you stared back, just as surprised. The last groan of the machinery had faded, leaving only the whisper of wind and the distant, tinny melody of the carousel. Percy’s heart beat a frantic rhythm against his ribs—not just from the height, but from the sudden, crushing intimacy of being trapped here, alone, with the one person he’d been secretly, hopelessly crushing on. His fingers tightened on the cold safety bar, knuckles bleach…