You’re A Symphony (i’m Just A Sour Note) Chapter 1

the moon will sing a song for me i loved you like the sun!

and they were roommates (chapter seven) 

“Piper, I’m having an emergency.”

“Okay, on a scale of English essay to ridiculously repressed feelings, how bad?”

“I can’t—wait, are those the worst things you could think of me FaceTiming you for?” Annabeth isn’t sure whether to laugh or take offense. “Actually, it doesn’t matter. What the fuck do people wear to parties?”

“I don’t know. A dress or something?”

“Piper, I know you know these things.”

“Then you would know I learned everything against my will, Annabeth. You’re asking me to revisit a very traumatic time in my life.”

“Just answer the question.”

“Okay, just know that my therapist will hear about this.”

“Piper.”

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Just Practice - Chapter 4

sorry it took so long to update! there’s an explanation of what was going on at ao3 for those who are interested. i really appreciate everyone who reblogs - i read all your tags so please keep leaving your thoughts it’s what keeps me motivated to keep writing! 

big thank you to @bipercabeth for offering her input on a section in this chapter that was giving me a lot of trouble - i truly appreciate it!

here’s the ao3 link for those who are interested

By the last week of September, all traces of summer were well and truly gone. There was a crispness to the air that Annabeth knew would soon turn into a biting chill, the kind that seeped into your fingers. With the end of September came the start of the new swim season and the very first meet of the season. Annabeth drummed her fingers against the wheel of her father’s old Subaru Forester, glaring at the stop light which had been resolutely red for the past five minutes. The meet was due to start in three minutes, but she was still ten minutes away from where it was being held.

Annabeth cast another baleful glare the traffic light’s way and stole a sip of lukewarm coffee from her thermos just as the light turned green. The Subaru groaned as she hit the accelerator hard and lurched forward so abruptly that her father’s briefcase fell from its spot in the backseat. She arrived seven minutes late and rushed inside, following the sterile scent of chlorine towards the pool, hoping desperately Percy’s heat hadn’t started yet. There was a heat already underway when she finally got to the pool, which made her heart sink before she noticed Sally and Estelle waving to her from the bleachers. Annabeth made her way over to them, half-jogging, and took her seat next to Sally.

“We saved you a spot, Annabeth!” Estelle said brightly.

“Thanks, guppy,” Annabeth said breathlessly. “I’m not too late, right?”

“No, you’re fine, honey. Percy’s heat still won’t be for a while,” Sally said. “It’s good to see you! It’s been far too long.”

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and they were roommates (chapter ten)

The waiting goes easier than Annabeth thought it would.

That being said, the week itself isn’t easy. Annabeth takes five midterms in three days, which should be illegal. She spends her days in the cafe with Piper, the library with Jason, or laying on the floor of the apartment like a starfish. If Annabeth’s limbs could regrow, she would chop one off to get some extra study time. That being said, she is not a starfish, just a college kid laying on the linoleum floor and seriously contemplating dropping out and making a living by selling non-vital organs. People don’t need both of their kidneys, right?

In the end, Annabeth makes it through midterms with both her kidneys and far less panic than last semester. Though really she should thank fall midterms for being so horrible. If she hadn’t broken down then, who knows how long it would’ve taken her to realize her feelings for Percy.

States is a two-day affair, meaning that Saturday is put on hold while Percy competes in the preliminary heats. Thankfully, the meet is right outside the city, so he isn’t holed up in a hotel for the night. Annabeth and Grover, who is staying with them for the weekend, beat Percy home after the day of spectating and smile as he trudges through the door. He may not compete in many events, but the day drags on in a way that invites weariness into even the most rested of bodies.

After Grover claps Percy on the back and heads to the bathroom, Percy collapses face-first into the couch where Annabeth is sprawled, his face tucking into the crook of her neck. A content sigh tickles her skin, and she nearly shoves him off for it. But he winces as his shoulders relax, making his breath hitch in a way that’s honestly illegal for him to do above her when there’s nothing she can do about it.

“Uh, guys.” Grover stands in the hallway, covering his eyes. “I would like to remind you that this is my bed for the night.”

Percy chuckles, the warm air on Annabeth’s neck making her squirm. “You’re welcome to get in on this, bud.”

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Traditional Georgian dancing.

and that’s a wrap.

thank you so much to everyone who has submitted, supported, reblogged, etc our posts over the 3? years of this blog’s existence lol. we appreciate it so much! but both of us felt like it was a good time to retire bpi. we’ll leave the blog up and maybe periodically post on it but since its been pretty inactive anyways this was the next logical step. 

thank you for the laughter and joy!

love from @makoshark & @transannabeth,

badpjoideas (jan 13 2017-aug 30 2020)

hiya! now that its the next day and im (a little) more sane, if you're one of the endlessly patient people who's been waiting for mando au to update, wait not longer! the final chapter is now live ! enjoy