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What if Percy had fallen into Tartarus on his own?

This is the headcanon I thought of yesterday, and it’s been plaguing me non-stop, so I decided to share the beauty that this could be.

I don’t really care how it comes to be, you can assume Percy was able to push Annabeth out of the way, sacrificing himself (which would make the ‘Sacrifices, beautiful sacrifices’ line like a thousand times creepier omg) or honestly, a bunch of different scenarios, as long as he falls in, and she doesn’t.

Imagine Percy Jackson, dead set on getting to the Doors of Death, not to save the quest, but to see his girlfriend again, and to at least hug his mom one last time. Imagine Percy Jackson, facing all of those monsters he’s already killed, but without having to worry about anyone’s safety besides his own. [I still stand firm in my belief that Percy has to tone down his powers so they don’t hurt his friends, especially in the case of causing an earthquake/storm (for example: Michael Yew dying on the bridge)].

Imagine Percy Jackson ripping anything that asks him ‘Where’s your little blonde princess, hero?’ to absolute shreds, because they know that Annabeth is usually at his side. Imagine him threatening monsters for information (“If you do not tell me which way to go, I swear on the gods that if you ever regenerate I will hunt you down and make damn sure that you never see the light of day again, got it?”).

Imagine everyone on the Argo II watching Annabeth fall apart as she asks Nico if Percy’s still alive about once every five minutes. And the Iris message call to Sally that she has to make. And them watching Piper’s dagger every chance they can get to see how he’s doing. (Also, how much more progress they’d make with Annabeth still there.)

Think about how she’d pin any intelligent monster that attacks them, put her dagger to it’s throat, and scream at them for information about what was happening in Tartarus. Think about the POV’s saying how Piper had to practically force Annabeth to eat, and how Annabeth smacked Coach Hedge across the face when he scolds her for sleeping in Percy’s bed.

Most of all, think of the dark Percy. Because I wholeheartedly believe that by the time he escapes: He’s a bloodbender. I mean, look at this:

Annabeth sounded terrified. It took Percy a moment to realize she was terrified of him.

“Percy, please don’t ever…” Her voice broke in a sob. “Some things aren’t meant to be controlled. Please.”

His whole body tingled with power, but the anger was subsiding. The broken glass inside him was beginning to smooth at the edges.

“Yeah,” he said. “Yeah, okay.”

Without Annabeth there, there’s nothing holding him back from doing this to everything he comes across. He can go wild, and I honestly think he would. He’d pretty much have the best training grounds in the world, and can practice practically exploding monsters with his brain. Imagine him making deals with some of the darkest creatures there, promising them freedom if they help him, and then murdering them the second he doesn’t need them.

Imagine him stumbling out of the elevator, and he’s bloody and bruised, muttering about Bob, and everyone is just kind of shocked to see him alive and in somewhat of one piece. Imagine how we’d get a Percabeth reunion that doesn’t involve a judo flip, but instead they’re sobbing on their knees holding onto each other for dear life, with her trying not to squeeze him too hard in case it hurts but he’s about to suffocate her.

Think about how Percy using ‘bloodbending’ in their everyday lives for the first time and scares the hell out of absolutely everyone when he lazily waves his hand and a manticore starts writhing on the deck in pain. Everyone staring at him as he mutters something about having ‘new powers’ and goes back to eating his breakfast.

Think about Annabeth trying to relate to him, but she really can’t, so after a heart to heart she realizes that she just needs to be there for him. Percy and Annabeth sitting up at night as he tries to make himself tell her about his nightmares no matter how hard it is, and Annabeth kissing him over and over and promising him that she loves him, even when he insists he’s broken or evil.

Gaea mocking Percy with stories about all of the sick things he did to monsters, making the rest of the seven confused. Nico and he having long talks, not about Nico’s crush, but about how to deal with Tartarus, and the two of them getting really close.

Annabeth acting as Percy Defense Squad No. 1, and glaring at anyone who tried to avoid being near Percy, and insisting that he’s still their Percy, and being the only one who gets to see him after nightmares and rubbing the small of his back and whispering about it being okay and taking the time to explain to anyone who asks what happened to him.

Monsters taunting Percy, trying to get him on edge, growling, “Remember when you made Misery miserable, Percy Jackson? Do you remember the feeling of her choking on her own poison?” and Annabeth stepping in front of her agitated boyfriend, and even though she doesn’t know what the monster is talking about, she’s snapping at it to back off and grabbing Percy’s hand to calm him down.

Jason admitting he’s legitimately scared of Percy, and everyone seems to agree. Everyone watching as Percy kills things in this new and inhuman way, and Nico whispering “Well, we should just be glad he’s on our side then.” The gods treating Percy differently, with more respect and fear, none of them wanting to bring it up to him that they don’t like his style, and are worried if he turned.

Percy Jackson alone in Tartarus is the dark Percy we can only dream about.

thebeastlysort

ok but dark percy genuinely terrifies me

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19 for Fitzphie

19 - One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.

“When is this going to start being the fun kind of sleepover?”

Fitz Vacker closed his eyes to keep Sophie from seeing his eyeroll. “Sophie, I told you. This isn’t a sleepover.”

“Sure it is,” Sophie whined, in a manner most un-Sophie-like.

Fitz opened his eyes and gazed at her, shaking his head in amusement. Her face was flushed rather prettily, but her pupils were dilated and all of her movements were slow. That, in addition to each and every word she spoke sounding slurred, indicated that Sophie was entirely out of it.

“Whatever Elwin gave you was strong,” Fitz muttered.

None of this would have happened if Keefe had just kept his mouth shut. But no, Keefe had to constantly egg Sophie on, subtly challenging her to do more and more dangerous things during their after-school hangout at Everglen. Before Fitz could stop her, Sophie had tried (“valiantly,” Sophie had protested to Elwin when Fitz was explaining what happened) to “blink” through the solid, light-absorbing gates around the estate.

Needless to say, it hadn’t worked, and Fitz had rushed her to the Healing Center while Keefe sheepishly hailed Elwin for them. Elwin had flashed countless colorful orbs around every part of Sophie’s body and force-fed her a few rather nasty-smelling elixirs (“If she asks what was in them, never, ever tell her you saw this,” Elwin had told Fitz after he’d read one of the ingredients labels in curiosity), suggesting Fitz stay in the armchair next to her overnight to monitor Sophie’s mental condition through recovery.

thebeastlysort

I ship sokeefe with all my heart but this fitzphie story is really freaking cute.

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