Annabeth Chase - Blog Posts
Heores of Olympus fanart!!
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I love all of these works, and they're so cute! I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I do!
Percy: Hey, Leo! What ya doing?
Leo: I'm seeing how many sour things I can mix into a drink. Wanna help?
Percy: Hell yeah!
Annabeth: No. Percy, please d- Gods dammit, Percy.
--later, in the infirmary--
Will: What in the Hades happened to these two?!
Leo and Percy: *making incoherent noises because they drank all of the sour stuff*
Annabeth:
Will:
Annabeth: ...So, yeah... that happened.
Here it is again for anyone who wants it! I redid the test, and I got Sadie!
Alright, SO! This was from my old account that I deleted to make this one. I will post these individually just cuz I want to, so deal with it. Ha. If you want more content, then check out the rest of my blog.
Baibai for now
Do it
Be the change you want to see in the world.
Make the mess
I’ve just spent 80-billion-thousand-gazillion(?) hours working on a Percy Jackson/Disney Character(s) family tree, and am now trying to convince myself not to add in the characters from Ever After High as well (because it’s already a cluster fuck, and if I add in EAH I’m going to throw myself off of the 600th floor of the Empire State Building but I still think it would amusing🙃🥲)
clarisse: you know Chase, i would have SO much more respect for you if you just weren’t dating jackson
clarisse: even putting aside the multitude of idiotic things he’s said and done over the years
clarisse: i just watched him have a heated argument with a horse. over donuts.
clarisse: because he claims that bear claw donuts have a completely stupid name and should instead be called bear paws, “because the donuts don’t actually depict claws”
clarisse: and then he proceeded to ask a stingray for it’s input
clarisse: because he thought a stingray would know what a bear claw looks like
annabeth:
annabeth:
annabeth: he’s a really good kisser
clarisse:
annabeth: and to be fair, he’s right
Adult Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase are the most surreal power couple in the mortal world.
Annabeth Chase, world renowned architect who was entrusted with repairs and renovation on the Empire State Building…
…and her husband, this guy who was wanted by the FBI for blowing up the St Louis Arch seventeen years ago
this is canon i dont make the rules😌
art by: @nottabat on twitter
it’s the fact that when percy and annabeth graduate from their high schools, annabeth’s estranged family is gonna fly out to NYC
which means there will almost certainly be an awkward dinner with both families.
“hey we’re the chases, the family who neglected, gaslit, and emotionally abandoned annabeth. but we feel really bad and we’re trying to do better.”
“hey we’re the blofis-jacksons, aka the loving family of your daughter’s boyfriend who took her in and loved her as our own after you neglected, glaslit, and emotionally abandoned her.”
except none of them actually say it. they’re all just thinking it.
sally has major mom beef with them, paul is trying to be nice but is skeptical, frederick feels guilty and awkward, mrs. chase is flat out uncomfortable, the twins are causing absolute chaos, annabeth is a wreck, percy’s making jokes every 17 seconds to attempt to diffuse the tension, and baby estelle is just vibin
i feel like a lot of wine would be consumed
Aw shoot, I’ll just keep sending you requests for as long as you tolerate it then. Speaking of, what about the reader (again, male or gender neutral) being given a quest by the oracle, but they don’t choose Percy or Annabeth to accompany them on the quest. Instead, they choose two other campers they’re friendly with; the reason for this could be because the reader doesn’t want Percy or Annabeth to get put in danger, or maybe they just want a break from the two. Either way, how would they react to the reader getting ready to go off on a quest without them? It’s also once again up to you if the reader and the other two demigods are dating or not at this point :)
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Lovers Quarrel
A/n: Not sure if everything I wrote is canon but I don’t care. I wasn’t sure if you wanted Yandere so I just wrote it as normal. Hope you enjoy.😉
Warnings: Dangerous quest? Possible death implications? Anxiety and the Oracle being ominous.
Anon 🪑
All Characters are aged up to 18 plus
Percabeth x Gender-Neutral! Reader
With frantic and hasty movements Y/n stuffed their bag with clothes, money, a book Annabeth had gotten them, a small keychain Percy had found and other things. They had finally been given a quest after so long. The only issue was Y/n hadn’t chosen Annabeth or Percy.
In fact they’d chosen Lee, a son of Apollo and Charles a son of Hephaestus. Lee and Charles were decent fighters and smart in their own ways. As a child of Ares Y/n knew they’d have no issue with this quest. Their partners might disagree.
With a bag the doors to the Ares cabin slammed open and their partners marched in. Y/n winced inside, silently thanking the gods all their siblings weren’t around. Annabeth crossed her arms and leaned against their bed. Percy stopped Y/n from placing anything else in their bag.
“What is wrong with you! You can’t take Lee or Charles above us! They’re idiots!”
Annabeth groaned at Percy’s tone. Y/n stifled and pulled their hand away. Annabeth grabbed Y/n’s free hand from them.
“What Percy means to say is why wouldn’t you ask us to come with you.” Annabeth questioned. Y/n let out a long, deep breathe. Y/n kissed the back of Annabeth’s hand with a smile.
“For one, monsters find Percy easier, and for two I just…. Need some time to myself.”
No words were spoken for a while. Y/n pulled away from the pair as Percy slumped o to their bed. Had they done something wrong? Maybe they were too affectionate, children of Ares didn’t seem keen on PTA. Perhaps they’d moved to fast for Y/n.
“Are you mad at us?” Percy’s voice quivered softly as he watched Y/n place in their shoes. Y/n softly shook her head and walked over to them. Y/n took each of their hands into their own.
“I just need to be away for a little and I can’t risk it.” The pairs heads shot up.
“Risk it?”
“The Oracle said something that doesn’t sit well with me.”
“What’d she say?” Y/n didn’t answer for a minute. Y/n placed a copper cuff on wrist. The weapon her father had gifted them, it turned into a shield on command.
“The oracle said that my quest would end in a death.” Percy shot up, tightly gripping Y/n’s shoulders.
“WHAT!” Percy yelled. Annabeth moved towards them and looked up at Y/n.
“I know it’s not the best thing to pick two people I’m not super close too to accompany me on my quest cause one of us might die but…. I won’t risk one of you.”
Annabeth sighed and pulled Y/n in for a tight hug. Annabeth slipped her arms around Y/n’s waist and hurried her head into there chest. Percy hugged Y/n from behind, hiding his head in the crook in there neck.
Percy quivered slightly, clutching for dear life into Y/n. Annabeth silently breathed in Y/n’s scent.
“Promise to come back.”
“Swear it.”
Y/n nodded softly as there partners prided themselves off. They handed Y/n their bag and kiss them softly.
“I promise.”
As soon as Annabeth mentioned that she'd never seen any movie, I know Percy was immediately thinking of ways to get a movie night into the schedule at CHB.
pjo characters as things my friends have said:
(in celebration/preparation for the tv series)
percy: "i've been a problem since the day i was born."
annabeth: "it's 60 times 18 inches and then you gotta divide by 12 to put it into and feet and therefore, my dad is is an engineer and i have problems in my life."
grover: "unfortunately i am never at peace."
nico: "i would let chick-fila-a hate me for a 12 count."
luke: "there's no technique in what i do, only desperation."
thalia: "i will shoot the messenger. stay toxic."
chiron: "i think that's part of life, crashing and burning."
seriously, the only consistent exceptions I have seen on this website are odypen, percabeth, and frazel, and getting rid of those would like trying to make patrochilles, solangelo, cherik, wolfstar, or johnlock platonic. it would just be wrong.
and as a straight cis classics major who just finished the iliad for the 100th time? yeah, there is no platonic explanation, those two are a love story to last for millennia and a tragedy to tear your heart just as long.
"Not every ship has to be gay!"
Girl you're using TUMBLR. THE gayland. What did you expect?
Spiders are allergic to Percy Jackson
Sorry, I know I usually just do Star Wars here, but needed more people to talk about the fact that saltwater is poisonous to spiders, and acts like peppermint, deterring and killing said spiders.
Dear fanfic writers. Please?
Nico Di Angelo: If i had a nickel for everytime I saw Annabeth fall off a cliff I would have two nickels, which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.
Polyam day
Piper woke up, her limbs tired, her eyes itching, she didn’t remember how she got home, the last thing on her mind was studying in the library, a horrible migraine during a horrible day, thankfully, today was better, just her body sore.
The door opened, soft steps around the room, the curtain moving, a crack of sunlight entering the place.
“Morning babe, how was your sleep?”
Reyna was at the window, her hair loose, long, falling at her back, a towel around her neck, barefoot, she was brushing her hair.
“Let me.”
Piper sat on the bed, stretching her arms, holding the brush on the nightstand, brushing Reyna’s hair, kissing her neck, quickly, smiling at the blushing of her girlfriend.
“Are you fine?”
Annabeth entered the room, holding a tray, scramble eggs, waffles, a cup of chocolate and a glass with a flower on it, leaving the breakfast on the bed, she climbed on and kissed Piper, a chaste kiss on her lips, other kiss on her nose and one on Reyna’s cheek.
“Yep, better than yesterday,” answered Piper, putting the tray on her legs, cutting a bit of a waffle “but, how did I get here?”
“Leo found you knocked out on the library, we brought you home, made you take a bubble bath and put on pajamas.”
Piper smiled, feeling cozy, looking at her girlfriends.
“I love you, both of you.”
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Dreams
Annabeth remembered how out of place she felt at school, when the girls talked about their mothers, how all his cousins had mothers, when, in the school family day, she used to be alone, because his father was working.
As a kid, she always dreamed about a family, having a loving mother, someone who will brush her hair, cook the breakfast, take her to school, play with her, help with the homework, Frederick Chase was an busy man, he didn’t have enough time to take good care of a little girl.
Growing, Annabeth’s dreams changed, he stopped dreaming about loving parents, now she was picturing herself as a mother, having kids, raising them, being the mother she always wanted to have, she dreamed about a husband too, a faceless man, loving and caring.
During the college, she dated a lot of boys, but nobody wanted to plan the relation so far, thinking about marriage and kids, Annabeth stopped bringing the topic, smiling and never asking for a stronger compromise, the dream bury on her mind.
In her final years at college, moving with a roommate, a girl named Reyna, she started to think about it again.
Reyna was sweet, waking soon to make breakfast, always asking about Annabeth’s day, dragging the girl to her bed when she fell sleep on her desk, Reyna was so loving and caring, slowly, the faceless man morphed into a girl, someone like Reyna.
“Would you like to have kids?” asked Reyna once, both of them looking at the window, eating ice cream, a summer storm breaking the sky.
“I like the idea of a house with white fences, two or three kids, a dog.”
“Lovely,” Reyna looked at the sky, her eyes wandering on the landscape “I’d be nice to have a family, raise a kid, knowing you will have someone waiting for you, having a home.”
“When I was little, I thought I would marry a man, but know, I only picture a girl, two kids, a big dog, a house I designed, big backyard, something pretty”
“All the things you design are pretty”
Annabeth blushed, avoiding Reyna’s eyes, they stayed in silence, looking at the storm.
They graduate and part ways, in the months before they departure the topic never come up again, Annabeth dated girls and boys, some relations more serious than others, and they idea of Reyna being her lifelong partner faded away.
Years later, more than a decade, they met again, the group of friends they were in college reunited, Annabeth was married with a pretty girl, and they adopted a little boy, she had the house and the dog, big backyard and a room for another kid, her wife was all she wanted and more.
“You know,” she told Reyna when she was leaving “I dreamed about us together.”
“Yeah, me too.”
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First
The first time Annabeth saw Rachel she was angry, and a little jealous; she and Percy were going to the movies, and then to the camp, have a nice summer and avoid getting killed by the titans, the last summer before Percy turned sixteen, but the pretty annoying girl was asking about the empousai, and yes, Annabeth was a little airheaded around mortals, but nobody can blame her, right? She was half god, she knew the truth about the world, the knowledge is power and she was really powerful.
Leading the quest was cool, at the beginning, years wanting a quest, and now, she was the leader, the Oracle gave her a prophecy, she was going to Dedalus’ maze, all was promising, but the labyrinth tricked her, and it was really terrifying to be in the dark, not really knowing were she was leading her friends.
In the Mt. Saint Helens, seeing at Percy eyes, she knew he would rather die than let she get hurt, in that moment, Annabeth understood she loved him, he was her best friend, and living in a world without Percy was terrifying that kind of world would kill her, afraid, she kissed him and ran away, following the spider, falling on her knees, thanks to the explosion, crying, entering Hephaestus’ forge, the god pitying her, giving the spider the order to take her to the camp.
Dirty and bloody, Annabeth emerged from the ground, crying, shaking, Quiron and Clarisse running at her place, the old centaur hugging her, carrying Annabeth to the infirmary, and hour later she calmed down, but, when an Apollo kid asked about Percy she started again.
·The first week she laid on her bed, in Athena’s cabin, listening to the whispers of her siblings, everybody thought Percy and Annabeth were the endgame, she was conscious about the running bets, when they were going to date, who will take the first step, she even thought they will end together, but, even if Percy was alive, she wasn’t really sure about them being a couple, she feel ashamed to dislike the kiss, it felt silly to think about a kiss, her best friend could be death, the fate of Olympus could be on Nico’s hand, and the boy was listening to Minos, she was smarter than a silly girl, head full of boys, she had to fulfil the mission, her love life wasn’t important.
Annabeth’s skin was aching, she felt uncomfortable near Rachel, her hair was beautiful, shiny, her skin looked healthy and soft, she was delicate, prettier than Annabeth, with her muscular arms, thanks to the training, messy hair and scarred body, her hands were soft, small, short nails, painted, Annabeth discovered, holding her hand while Percy fought, the girl shacking, the need to calm her destabilizing Annabeth.
Her voice was sweet, high pitched, like a bird song, listening her speak was good, and finding common interest, stopped the antics of Annabeth, her green eyes shining while she talked.
After the battle, Annabeth kept thinking on Rachel, maybe was a coping mechanism, better wonder about the mortal girl than all her comrades deaths, the camp, now actually conscious about the war, was less funny and summery, grim, and she wasn’t going to talk to Percy, the things really awkward after Mt. Saint Helens, they just stay at the docks, sitting in silence.
Sending letters was a tradition for Percy and Annabeth, most of them wrote in ancient Greek, the fourth letter came with photos, a second letter, from Rachel, explaining something about an exposition, models of buildings around the globe.
It became their thing, Annabeth and Rachel were pen pals, sending letters weekly, and it was really refreshing, talking to someone normal, no friendly demigods or satyrs on her school, she freely writing about the annoying monsters, the worries of school and her average live, Rachel rambling about artists she found, her father pushing her, it was really good to have a friend outside camp.
In the winter, Annabeth went to camp, and she take a day out to be with Rachel, their conversations felling warmer than the letters, the girl looking pretty all blushed, thanks to the cold, her body warm, when she hugged to say good bye, goose bumps shaking Annabeth, feeling really good on Rachel’s arms.
For the gods sake, she was in the middle of the war, she was stabbed and poisoned, and, while Percy told her about his weak point, she was thinking about Rachel, wondering if she was in the city, sleeping in the street, looking at Percy worried face, Annabeth loved Percy, her best friend, but she didn’t love him like a boyfriend, “I think I like Rachel” she admitted, “I think she likes you too” was the answer of Percy.
When Rachel’s helicopter fell from the sky, Annabeth’s instincts took the control, flying on the pegasi, maneuvered the machine and hugged Rachel, she wanted so bad to kiss her, felling terrified about the idea of losing her, she does, a little smooch on her lips, angry hot tears falling from her eyes, holding the girl.
Annabeth is holding the seahorse neck tight, worried about Rachel, wondering about the girl, Peleo, the dragon, could kill her, or she could fall on the forest, killed by the monsters, her hearth bumping on her ears, when they are on the Big House she understands, thinking about the prophecy, maybe it wasn’t about Luke or Percy, not about losing them, the love she is losing is Rachel’s.
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So, I'm like 99% sure percabeth would not have kids. Don't get me wrong, it's my pjo otp, but hera is gonna be a problem. She's the goddess of marriage and childbirth, right? And she absolutely hates Annabeth. So she's gonna do her best to kinda ruin their marriage and such. Just sayin
now this is comedy
HAHAHAHA 😂
The demigods responsible for turning Olympus in its head and rebuilding it.
I'd reject immortality for her.
I can't get this scene out of my head 😭💙
💙"I missed you didn't really cover it"💙
If it wasn't for that cyclops,,,,
Some Percy Jackson doodles, because these kids live in my brain rent