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Flaws to Add to Characters

So, are you searching on how to make your character a little bit less perfect without giving them too many extreme deficiencies? Well, I have a few examples, and some of you guys might've not even realized that they're flaws!

Inability to get over the past - This doesn't have to be as serious as people think! Maybe the past just influenced your character in a way that affects his modern life!

Self-reliance - This doesn't sound like a flaw, doesn't it? Well, in some cases, it could be an issue a character struggles to overcome, and other times, it can actually be a part of a character's development! However, the act of never accepting help from someone is most definitely a shortcoming.

Apathy - I think that this is pretty self-explanatory. Over-passionate people are dangerous, but worse than that are people who don't care enough.

Over-passionate - It's still a flaw, guys! Having too much passion for one thing to the point where nothing else matters is harmful to your character.

Vengeful - This is also rather clear, I don't think I need to further explain this.

Detached - Almost like self-reliance, but to a more severe degree, where they don't see the need for not only anyone's help, but for anyone in general.

Possessiveness - If a character is too possessive towards another character, it could harm the latter's mental health and ruin any relationship between the two.

Manipulative - I hope that no one needs me to explain this!

Self-destructive - Honestly, this has a pretty wide range of examples, it could go from neglecting oneself to actual self-harm. Either way, it's definitely not healthy for a character.

Superiority/God complex - The problem is in the name: a character with these complexes simply believes that they are better than everyone else. It's similar to arrogance, but not quite the same.

Here you go! Ten flaws that you can incorporate in your characters!

Happy writing~

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WAIT OMG ARE YOU Accohen????? 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 FOMG OMG OMG!! I LOVE YOUR STORIES SO MUCH!!!! I read them all and I still come back to them once in every while when I need some wild Percico. 😭💖💖❤💕 I was so happy when I found you on Spiritfanfiction!!

It's such a blessing to see you on Tumblr. I just want to say that I love your stories a lot and thank you for writing them. (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧

Yes it's me! Owww thanks for the support! It's always nice to meet people who still like Percy and Nico! I came here because I rarely finish my fics, you know? I have extreme difficulty finishing so I thought I'd put it here first and that if I get to the end I'll put it on other platforms.

I actually didn't expect anyone here to still read pernico. So I'm really happy to see people liking and reblogging. Thank you very much. The truth is that I wanted to start a blog to write things without much expectation, you know? If I can finish the stories, great, if not that's fine too. I hope to see you around here in the next posts. It's always a pleasure, when self-criticism and writer's block let me write, it's always a good experience to start a new story and see if people are enjoying it.

Thanks again!

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why is he like this

Jenna, I… I’ve always loved you. Mark Ruffalo as Matt Flamhaff in 13 Going on 30 (2004)

“How come he don’t want me, man?”   Season 4, Episode 24: Papa’s Got A Brand New Excuse

I know this is a terrible thing to say but I would give anything to see this like, as a bystander and not someone who's lost a loved one. Can you imagine

SITTER'S LOVE - Nico!Babysitter, Percy!Teacher-father - Chapter VIII e Chapter IX

Hi, how are you? Yes, I'm back. I know you're getting tired of me, but as I had a few chapters ready I decided to share them with you in advance. We'll probably have new chapters on Wednesday, because I'm trying to finish the new chapter of “There's nothing like home” (although it's going to take me a while to post it here, I still need to finish writing and revising it), but it'll come.

Anyway, I hope you will enjoy today's chapter. And if you can give feedback on the story, I'd love to hear from you, really, without judgment. This story isn't complete yet, so any suggestions or notes would be very beneficial.

Previous chapters: CHAPTER I / CHAPTER II / / CHAPTER III, CHAPTER IV e CHAPTER V / Chapter VI e Chapter VII

Chapter VIII

Nico opened his eyes and sat up on the blankets, realizing that he wasn't in his single bed. There were no windows facing a huge tree, his computer wasn't in the corner of the room, and there weren't any loud voices reverberating through the house early in the morning. No, no way, that wasn't his room. Well, this one, painted in soft shades of gray and with a double-sized bed, wasn't his, and much less this calm that made him feel so peaceful and calm.

He… what had he done…? It was so confusing…

Oh! Now he remembered. Percy and his soft voice. A bowl of soup and another question that finally made sense. Yes, last night he had waited for Percy and fallen asleep without wanting to, even though Nico had sworn he would wait for the children to fall asleep so he could leave. Instead, he had a serious conversation with the man who didn't seem to take anything seriously, but who in fact hid his seriousness behind very well-disguised smiles.

Like, he knew that now. However, that hadn't been the case the day before when he'd followed Percy up the stairs and into the empty guest room. He barely remembered getting into the shower, that had been another thing he hadn't expected of himself. He felt like he should have done more than nod and obey. 

In the end, Nico couldn't help it, Percy had spoken to him so gently and affectionately that Nico found himself nodding. Vaguely, he remembered taking off his clothes once inside the suite Percy had shown him to, stepping into the bathroom and a while later hearing two soft knocks on the door. After that, Nico didn't know how the rest of the night had gone. He knew that at some point Percy had... gods! Was that right? He'd shown up naked and wet in front of his boss? While the man was handing him clean clothes? Nico couldn't even remember their reactions. It was all so hazy it was like Nico had been drinking himself into a stupor.

Thinking about it, it was better that he didn't remember any of it. Nico wasn't sure if it had really happened or if it had been a dream, especially the part where Percy looked at him from head to toe like he was going to attack at any moment, but since he didn't feel anything unusual, no pain or marks, then... then if he ignored what might or might not have happened, it was as if nothing had happened, right? So, wearing the same clothes he had slept in, he walked down the hallway and down the stairs, going straight to the kitchen where he found something strange and sweetly domestic; Percy Jackson wore a red apron and dark colored sweatpants as he walked barefoot across the cold kitchen floor,  plating four dishes. Bacon, eggs, and sausages. There was coffee and juice on the table. Jam, bread, croissants, and cake. A small improvised feast.

"I thought you didn't know how to cook.”

Nico didn't know why he had said that. Maybe it was because it all seemed like a dream, where he had a happy family that welcomed him on a nice, sunny Saturday morning and a... husband...? Wow... Nico was starting to think his fantasies were a little rushed. Or maybe his brain wasn't ready to wake up so early on a Saturday, much less was it prepared for this happy scene. Usually his family didn't eat together; his father was the first to wake up, getting up early, and his mother prepared the food. As people woke up, each one served themselves and went about their day without talking to anyone else. So, this... this wasn't at all what he expected.

"That's nothing! Everyone knows how to make an egg." Percy said excitedly, almost humming as he finished putting the sausages on everyone's plates. "Come on, sit with us.”

“I shouldn’t,” he muttered. Nico really shouldn’t. Percy made him feel like he was part of the family, and that was dangerous. Most of the time, Nico barely felt like he was part of his own family.

"Come on, I insist." Percy looked at him with that bright smile and he felt uncomfortable, for some reason it made a lump appear in his throat.

Nico lowered his head and thought about running upstairs, still remembering the night before, when he heard a chair scrape across the kitchen floor and a small hand touch his. To his surprise, he found Alice smiling as much or more than Percy himself, gently pulling him by the hand, guiding him to the chair next to where Percy sat. She didn't say anything else, just went back to her own place and continued eating calmly, the two children and the adult man acting like this was something normal to them.

"Did I miss something?" Nico muttered once more. He picked up the cup of coffee that was in front of his plate and almost groaned, now ready to wake up. It was the best coffee he had ever tasted.

"Dad's postdoc was accepted! And Mom is coming home today. We have to celebrate!”

"Yes, yes! Mom promised we would go out today! Everyone together!" Logan finished for his sister, almost jumping in the high chair.

Nico smiled at them, still with the cup against his lips, and looked at Percy, tempted to ask what had happened last night, noticing how his smile had diminished a fraction. The children might not have noticed, but he had seen several of his smiles and could see it clearly. Which was pretty crazy, he had known him for less than forty hours and already knew what those smiles meant? Nico must have been very tired, delirious, due to this mountain of emotions that this strangely affectionate and at the same time, fragmented family, made him feel. Yeah, it must have all been his imagination.

“That's very good." He said after a while, when he realized they were waiting for an answer. "I'll finally be able to meet her.”

"That you will." It was Percy's turn to mutter darkly.

“Should I worry?" He said it unintentionally, just as a joke, and of course, even the children understood it because they let out little giggles between bites of scrambled eggs.

"You're damn right." Nico heard that and turned to Percy trying to figure out if he was serious. And when he found out that was the case, well… Percy distracted him as always. His clear eyes, his mouth curved in a smile and his handsome face made him forget what he had asked.

The good thing about all this is that Percy had shrugged, as if he didn't have any problems in the world, and said:

"Don't worry, dear. I'll protect you." Right after he winked at him.

And as always, even though he felt himself blushing, Nico pretended that nothing had happened. He drank the rest of the coffee in his cup while the children laughed happily. Now, whether they laughed with him or at him was another question.

Chapter IX

“No, seriously now,” Percy told him, his tone changing to something more neutral. “Annabeth can be a little demanding. Don’t take anything she says seriously, and don’t do anything she asks.”

"Um… okay? I guess?" He said, shrugging.

Nico had already realized how things worked around here. The children were happy with every bit of attention, Annabeth Chase was the absent wife and Percy was the provider of the house, something quite simple in his opinion. So, he didn't see any reason for so much drama.

He looked at the plate seeing that two pieces of toast had magically appeared on it and looked back at Percy.

"I guess I'll go then.”

“You usually eat more in the morning,” Percy said, ignoring him, and pushed the plate closer to Nico.

"Me? No, I don't.”

"But you could. And what are you running from? She doesn't bite. At most Annabeth might say a few not-so-kind words.”

“Really, I've been away from home for too long. I need to--”

“Nonsense.”

Percy didn't understand. He felt something strange... something that was going up his back and stopping halfway down his throat, something that hadn't happened in months. Nico needed to get up and move, needed to bring back any sense of normalcy he could find, because staying here, in that friendly and calm environment, was far from what Nico was used to. He had to--

Nico dragged his chair back, unable to hold it any longer, and Percy stood up with him, holding him loosely by the arm, nothing that really held him in place, but for some reason that gentle gesture made him gasp, made him even more anxious, impatient, as though his skin wanted to escape from his body along with his lungs. He tried to do what his psychiatrist suggested and stopped in the middle of the next movement, in the exact place where Percy was holding him, less than a step away from the chair where he had previously sat; did he want to escape? Yes, but curiosity won, keeping him trapped in that kitchen to find out what Percy's next motive would be.

Percy handed him the container with the food from the day before and Nico held it in his hands, feeling a little confused. That is, until he saw that on top of it there was a note and a hundred dollar bill. He turned the jar in his hand and read the message that said: “Thanks for the food” only to turn to Percy and for the first time look him straight in the eye, without hesitation. Percy made him feel guilty. Vulnerable. Important. It was like Nico was cheating on the boyfriend who should have been waiting for him all night. And he didn't even have the guts to tell him; he hadn't even remembered during all this time that Will could have been worried. His mother too. And his sisters?

"What is this?" Nico asked even though he didn't care, feeling a little out of it. Airy. Light.

"What do you think it is?”

"I can't accept it.”

“You will. I don’t accept refunds.” Percy smiled at him. Percy… Percy was actually smiling again. A smile so beautiful that this time Nico knew he was being teased or mocked. No, Percy Jackson was flirting with him.

"W-what?”

"You bought us food and then made more food. It's the least I can do to repay you.”

"Sir, I can't--”

Nico shook his head. It was all wrong. Everything!

“Actually, where did you buy that food? It must have been expensive.”

That was when Nico closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He counted to five very slowly and opened them again, just like the doctor had taught him. Maybe he shouldn't have stopped taking his medication. And as discreetly as he could, he moved his hands that were starting to shake and crossed them behind his back so they wouldn't notice. If he could just leave, maybe everything would be okay. Nico hated this. Why was he so nervous if Percy was just asking about the restaurant? It was no big deal. So what if the man wanted to give him money? These situations shouldn't do this to Nico. If he remembered that he was in control, everything would be okay. That's it. He was in control. He--

"Nico? Are you okay?" He felt Percy's hands on his shoulders and let out a breath, not even realizing he had stopped breathing.

"I'm sorry. I have to go.”

"You're not even going to tell me where you bought the food?”

"I… went… went to a restaurant… that sells homemade lunch boxes… in the city center.”

"Do you need a ride?”

He waved, accepting the ride, but didn't move; Nico wasn't even breathing, trying to act normal. He felt paralyzed, as if someone had chained him up and thrown him into the depths of the sea. He felt himself getting heavy and his vision was starting to get blurry, preventing him from seeing anything in front of him. He... he...

"Nico, pay attention to me. Can you hear me? Breathe with me.”

He took a deep breath and let it out, this time feeling the weight in his chest ease.

“Again.”

Nico took another deep breath and then his head fell forward, so light and empty that he found himself collapsing, feeling so good that the world finally made sense again. However, he didn't end up on the floor or face down on the table as he expected, no, now that things were back to normal he noticed that something firm and stable was holding him upright, giving him exactly what he needed. It was... it was Percy's chest breathing next to his, guiding his breathing, it was his head resting on the man's shoulder and it was the large hands that caressed his back over his shirt. Nico couldn't deny it, he felt warm once again, like a breath of air that brought heat, allowing his blood to warm up again and circulate through his body.

“Daddy, is he going to be okay?” Nico heard Logan ask, his childish voice sounding scared.

"Shhh… don’t worry.”

Now, who Percy was saying this to, he didn't know. The good news was that Nico didn't feel uncomfortable around them and that, in fact, their voices full of affection and care were like a balm to his lonely soul.

***

“Do you feel better?” Percy asked in a low, hoarse whisper.

They were still standing. Percy's arms were wrapped around his waist and Nico felt the world slowly spin as he leaned against his boss's broad shoulders, his head resting against his neck, and even from this awkward angle Nico could feel Percy's worry radiating around them.

Nico couldn't help but notice, Percy was looking at him very closely and touching his face so carefully, his features so worried, that Nico just let himself be carried away by the feeling that warmed his chest and allowed him to breathe a little easier. He watched as Percy kept trying to make him react, calling his name and touching his neck, keeping him safe in his arms. It was then that Percy finally made a decision, and only when Percy was sure that Nico wouldn't faint, he picked him up and didn't wait any longer; the man held his legs, lifting them off the floor and then supported his back so that he wouldn't slip away from his arms. 

In this way, they moved through the house, Nico seeing the white marble floor and the stairs behind him, and Percy going with him through a long hallway. They passed the windows that let the midday sun enter the hallway and then into the room that Percy was carrying him into.

The world spun for a moment, the sun softening as they entered the room, allowing Nico to close his eyes and the sway of Percy's footsteps to lull him gently. Then Percy lowered himself and sat with him on the bed, making him lean against a soft surface and sigh, feeling Percy support him against his broad chest.

“Hm,” Nico remembered muttering back. He always felt a little spacey and high the moment the seizures went away, but in the best way possible. He owed him an explanation, right? Yeah, he did.

"Do you need anything? Water? Pain medicine?”

Nico could barely hear Percy's voice, the low, whispered timbre always distracted him. Percy used such a soft, gentle tone that it seemed to caress his soul, so husky and velvety, so softly at the foot of his ear that if they weren't so close to each other, Nico wouldn't hear anything. And his eyes, they were so beautiful, all intense and fixed on him. Hmm... yes, Percy was still holding him and he had his arms around the man's neck. Should Nico do that? Hmm... he didn't know, he just understood that his chest was resting against his shoulder and that Percy's hands were holding his head, keeping him comfortable.

He blinked slowly and stared into Percy's now serious eyes. So steady. They gave him so much confidence that Nico knew he was safe. Ah, maybe he shouldn't be so comfortable, at times like these his body kind of... acted without his consent.

"I… I'm fine. I'm sorry. I… I have--

“You don’t need to explain yourself,” Percy told him, as serious as ever, looking uninterested. Or maybe Percy was just shocked. It was understandable.

“I do.” When Percy just nodded, he continued, “When I was eight, I had a panic attack and was diagnosed with GAD, Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I’m always anxious, but I can usually control it without it interfering with my work. It’s been years since that happened. I… I’m so sorry. Routine and feeling stable helps. I’m really sorry. I know I should have told you.”

"It's okay. It wasn't your fault.”

"No, it’s not that. I recently came off the meds. The doctor told me I would be able to control it. It’s just that…”

"What is it?" Percy told him softly.

“I've been more nervous than usual. It's just... well... the change in routine…”

He said it was a change of routine, but they both knew it was more than that.

“I see,” Percy said again. “I’m sorry if I caused this. It won’t happen again.”

It probably meant he wouldn't lose his job, right? Because Percy paid really well.

It was Nico's turn to nod. He looked down at Percy's hand that was now on his shoulder and the other one that was resting on his knee. For some reason, at that moment he didn't feel nervous. In fact, it was the complete opposite. Nico was numb, feeling so good that any guilt or discomfort about being in this situation had dissipated. Or maybe he trusted him, because Percy was showing him that this trust could be placed in him.

Nico continued to stare at Percy's hand and then a blond head entered his field of vision. It was Logan, he was crying, his big green eyes puffy while Alice just watched attentively and quietly, both trying to smile at him. Nico smiled back and then everything seemed to get lighter, almost making him close his eyes.

"Okay, you can rest now. Do you have your cell phone? I'll let your family know.”

“Oh,” he muttered. It was true. Nico hadn’t told them. Looking up and finding himself smiling at Percy, Nico thanked him. “It’s in my bag.”

Before Percy could say anything, Nico finally let his eyes close. He felt Percy tucking him back into the pillows and heard footsteps leaving the room, but it was okay; in less than a few seconds everything went black and sleep took him away.

Until next time!

are there any aspects of what fanon sometimes assigns as percys personality that you think has less to do with him and more to do with how theyre interpreting his adhd symptoms?

oh yeah, absolutely. without a doubt.

something that tends to happen in the percy jackson fandom is the characters’ adhd is erased – not in that it’s unwritten or untalked about, but in that the fact that they have adhd is completely ignored. rick riordan is one of my favourite writers, he holds a special place in my heart, because not only is he among the only authors i know of to actually write adhd characters, but he writes them with realistic adhd. so it really bothers me when people are like “oh, percy’s so annoying, he’s stupid, he’s an asshole, blah blah blah” because it takes me back to the days when people would say that about me to my face. 

like, take annoying for example: percy’s impulsive and he blurts out what he’s thinking a lot of the time without any sort of tact. he also makes a lot of immature jokes, and i think people translate that into percy himself being immature (keep in mind this is the same percy that has seen his friends die, seen people die, seen two major wars, fallen into tartarus, lost his memory as well as seven months of his 16-year-old life… the list goes on).

now, let me tell you, that part of percy’s behaviour is certifiably adhd. i just Say Shit all the time – i crack dumb jokes right when they come to mind and sometimes people laugh but sometimes i feel mortified seconds later because jesus christ those words just came out of my mouth??? and i got called out on it a lot, too, like “eilidh that isn’t funny” like i fuckin know it’s not funny you don’t have to remind me. “eilidh stop being so immature” pardon me for trying to stay lighthearted in times of crisis okay my adhd brain doesn’t like ruminating on things that make it sad that’s why i never do my math homework ever

then there’s the whole percy is stupid thing. he’s just not. i don’t know where people even got that idea. he’s not very good at communicating with people, but he’s good at piecing together information and thinking on his feet. he notices things, like in camp jupiter one of the things he does is piece together the whole “missing eagle” thing from a bunch of offhand comments. 

finally, the general misconception that percy is an asshole.

yikes.

this is the same kid that immediately forms attachments to the underdogs in any situation he happens to be in (some examples, in sequence: grover, his mom, tyson, ethan nakamura, hazel and frank) and proceeds to be 1000% willing to actually fight anyone who picks on them (nancy bobofit, smelly gabe, matt sloan and half of camp half blood, luke and an entire arena of monsters, octavian). 

also backtracking a bit to the whole “he’s not very good at communicating with people” thing – since when does that make someone an asshole? percy’s never really aware of what people think about him (but he’s good at noticing how they feel about other people), and he’s generally surprised by people’s opinions of himself if they contrast with how he feels about himself, like he sees himself as this chill dude that stuff just happens to all the time and he just rolls with it, just about everyone is like what the fuck percy jackson is fucking terrifying and dangerous as shit and he acts like it’s normal what the fuck and he’s like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

that’s also a pretty adhd thing to do, if you’re busy you don’t really tend to think about yourself and how you come across because it’s just background information. like when i’m reading and someone tries to talk to me i’m the bluntest fuck because i don’t have the parallel processing capacity to be polite and keep up the reading hyperfocus at the same time. since percy’s literally almost dying so much of the time (something that often gets overlooked because of how much it ties into the worldbuilding of being a demigod; it’s just not that huge to them. it’s a casual enough thing to be experiencing near-death so often that percy jokes about it – “don’t worry, i’m usually about to die”) i can absolutely forgive him for overlooking other people sometimes. wouldn’t you?

which brings me to the only-thinking-about-annabeth-in-tartarus thing in the context of parallel processing issues.

jesus.

okay, i have about 2 focus slots in my brain. 3 on a really good day. i can only juggle 2-3 bits of information at once in my short-term memory, and i have to drop one or both of them if i feel like reminiscing. percy, while in tartarus, is in a hyper-fixated state of trying to keep himself and annabeth alive – let’s assume the rest of his brain is being used to keep morale up. i’m not surprised he’s only thinking about annabeth and i didn’t even question it: annabeth is right there. she’s immediately relevant and he cares about her a whole fuckin lot, right? he doesn’t have the parallel processing capacity to be thinking about everyone else, he’s focused on the problem at hand: getting both of them out alive. sorry he can’t call his mom from literal greek hell.

also, in mark of athena, i see people like “he doesn’t even think about nico in the jar!” and like, that bothers me too because i love nico, but the only person on the argo 2 that was openly worrying about nico was hazel. they were all worried, but worrying about nico wouldn’t have made the ship go any faster, and they were constantly being distracted by monster attacks. when percy actually got to the hypogeum in rome, he started freaking out about whether or not nico was alive because he was right there, looking an awful lot like he wasn’t alive. after all goes well and they’re back on the ship, percy realizes he was so caught up in the nico thing that he forgot annabeth was still fighting for her life down in arachne’s lair. and he feels guilty, but that’s all actually normal. 

adhd brains can be weird, or so i’ve garnered, because i’ve never lived without one. it’s hard for me to look at percy from the perspective of someone without adhd who doesn’t understand what it’s like to live with it. i’ve been able to relate to percy since i was 11, and i’m used to being on the receiving end of all the hate he gets because people mistake his adhd traits for personality traits or for riordan being a “quirky” writer. i’ve mostly become indifferent to it by now – i just ignore people who are like “percy is stupid and a jerk”, but that doesn’t really make it any less insensitive.

i see the same thing happen to leo all the damn time too, for the same reasons. notice how they’re both of the characters with the most obvious adhd?

both percy and leo have character flaws, but that just means they’re realistic people?? like jfc. everyone has flaws, that’s inescapable, but behavioural patterns that are given to both of them by their mental disorders shouldn’t be counted under “things these characters choose to do or be”. 

some traits of percy’s that are not an effect of his adhd include his loyalty, his protectiveness, his tendency to trust his instincts over logic, his lightheartedness, his changeability, his self-importance, his wanting to be included in everything, his irreverence, his adaptability, his good heart, his bravery, his self-sacrificial nature, his brightness, and his recklessness.