because both of them did, didn’t they? annabeth refused the hunters of artemis, and percy turned down the gods.
(i’m really strapped for time right now, but i’m trying to make a bunch of these sketchy valentines for this week.) <3
Percy wanted to tell her it was okay, but of course it wasn’t. He couldn’t even feel his body anymore. His consciousness was like a small helium balloon, loosely tied to the top of his head. It had no weight, no strength. It just kept expanding, getting lighter and lighter. He knew that soon it would either burst or the string would break, and his life would float away. - page 242, House of Hades
sketches of the scenes i’m working on currently woop
so i don’t have my tablet with me to clean this up, but i wanted to post it today (it being the last day of pjoshipweeks and all that)
i’m just happy i managed to scribble this out in between preparing for my senior synopsis show [<3]
if they look at you like this, you’re so screwed. no point in running.
Also, he was reluctant to share his one clear memory: Annabeth’s face, her blonde hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid. She must have kissed him a lot, Percy thought.
*adds to plethora of percabeth kisses in sketchbook*
i’ve been getting a LOT of messages saying that i’ve been neglecting percy (and friends), so i sketched this out at work when i had some spare time. c:
check out these doodles i found in some old notebook. not only are my notes messy and hard to follow, but they’re always interrupted by stuff like this. no wonder i’m not doing better in my classes.
"You’re going to get us into even more trouble if you keep eating those," Annabeth continued to grumble as she reached for a few more strawberries. Tossing them into the basket in front of her, she silently admitted to herself that the punishment wasn’t all that bad. She was actually enjoying herself, but she wasn’t about to give Percy that satisfaction. He was the reason they were stuck with this chore, after all.
"Who’s gonna know?" Annabeth heard him say. She shook her head and scooted forward. He went on, not taking her cue, "Besides, you’re not fooling me."
She turned to give him a look, but paused. He had a strawberry between his teeth and was leaning toward her. His next words were hindered by the fruit, but she could make them out, “You know you want some.”
a couple things. first, i’m not sure where this came from. second, i think you guys should give this song a listen. it came on as i drew, and i think the first verse sounds like these two.
what are some good scenes from the books that would be fun to rule 63? like with any of the characters?
felt like fleshing out Annabeth and Nico in a quick (messy) growth study. side note: i’ve always drawn Nico with bags under his eyes because he’s italian- they only get more pronounced, because… well, because the poor guy’s been through hell.