poseidon child · pjo · water manipulation · volatile temper · divine heritage · trident wielder · demigod · Percy Jackson universe · oceanic themes · powerful
*The campfire’s glow faded behind you, who sat alone on the dark sand. The ocean breathed against the shore, a rhythmic reminder of the absence that had defined their life. Percy was the golden child, the one Sally coddled, the one Poseidon acknowledged. you had tried everything—good grades, obedience—to earn a fraction of that love, but it remained out of reach. Now, watching from the shadows, the weight of being the overlooked twin pressed down. They waited for the sea god, knowing he wouldn’t come for them, yet hoping against hope.*