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letpercylive · 4 years

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i said this on m twitter but im saying it again here simply bc i want to: jason grace is gay. why do i say that, you ask? here’s why.

jason has literally grown up his entire life being told who he is: son of jupiter, the golden boy, the most powerful and most important demigod (thats what was instilled in him not my opinion). he has almost never stopped to question his identity and who he is because he just genuinely believes this is who he is and this is how the world works. its all hes ever known. i dont think he ever stopped and asked himself "wait... do i even like girls?" because in a heteronormative patriarchal society, you are literally raised being told who you are. and who is jason?

he is the son of jupiter, the golden boy, and he was raised to live up to his heritage and the leadership role that being the son of jupiter automatically came with at birth. he lived his life doing everything he was told to and followed authority without really questioning it because he was taught it as respect not undeniable acceptance of the ideals he was raised with.

i dont think he actually had romantic feelings for piper i do think they loved and cared about each other but not romantically. they honestly probably thought they did bc they woke up on a bus next to each other thinking they did, and being told they did, so they went w it and over time just believed that it was right and what was supposed to be. i think he Thought he liked her and just told himself he did and thats what the feelings he felt were because jason always went along w what he thought he was supposed to do and what he was told was right. thats just who he has always been, which is the direct opposite of percy who will question authority and the morals that people in power preach to him.

we all know jason wasnt written very deeply and theres a great possibility i am just projecting with this hc i pulled out of my ass so obviously this is just what i think, but im also making these connections to things i experienced w my own sexuality because i see a lot of similarities in his journey w my journey to discover my own identity. i was raised thinking what i taught was right and i just never asked myself if i even liked guys because i was always told about how i will have a husband and kids one day so questioning that felt like questioning every institution i was raised to believe in and ultimately the morals i was raised to put my faith in. i think the jealousy he often feels for percy goes a little deeper than them butting heads because theyre different and both think they need to be the leader (dont come @ me im not a jercie but WHEN YOU SAY BRO THAT MUCH WITH THAT MUCH TENSION... THERE JUST FEELS LIKE A LOT OF UNRESOLVED UNDERLYING UNSPOKEN THINGS and the way i see it that goes MUCH deeper and maybe thats just the ol “do i wanna be them or do i wanna be w them” gays have to live w but again this is just my perspective and connections to my own experiences).

i just think there is a lot of underlying lgbtq+ factors to jasons character but my main point is: if you grow up being told you are one person then you go along with it. but sometimes you never sit and question if thats really who you are because you never knew you even could. ok end of rant jason grace is gay TO ME and thats all that matters

#jason grace #pjo hc #hoo hc #pjo/hoo hc #gay jason grace #thats all #pjo/hoo #hoo hcs #my hcs #because i said so

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srirachafilledbees · 4 years

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1,3,6,8 & 14!! :DD

:o so many! thank you friend

1: if you could hit any character without repercussions, who would it be?

I don’t condone violence in any way irl but Jacob Black from twilight deserves to get beaten tf up 😤 if you’ve only seen the movies/don’t know what I’m talking about this passage says enough:

🤮🤮🤮 & that’s only 1 of a bunch of examples unfortunately smfh

3: characters you would marry in an instant?

If Rachel Elizabeth Dare asked me to marry her I’d simply have no choice but to accept, who am I to deny her anything? And I don’t feel like I know him well enough quite yet but I do be vibin with Shepard

(also I haven’t read The Hunger Games since middle school but I know used to be in love with Finnick Odair)

6: do you read fanfiction? If so, do you have any favorite authors or fics?

Yes I love fanfic! I don’t have any fav writers but some fics I’ve reread multiple times are Andromeda (jercy, fake dating), Hitchhiker (jasico, hurt/comfort I guess?), Take On Me (snowbaz, bookstore/college au, scottish!simon), and network connectivity problems (snowbaz, college au, lots of texting)

8: do you prefer happy, bittersweet, or sad endings?

I don’t think it matters to me as long as it was written well & with purpose. Every story that has hit me hard enough to bury itself in my soul for eternity has been bittersweet or sad but also most of the stories I grew up reading/watching/listening to were meant for younger audiences & have very happy endings and a lot of them are still Very dear to my heart <3

14: name a fandom, ship, or character that you love that others would send you hate mail for liking.

Steven Universe is and always will be one of my favorite shows, it’s still super popular but there are also tons of people who think su fans are the scum of the earth :/

Also symbrock is very 😳😳😳🥵🥵😍😫‼️ & that’s p standard on here but irl is a different story

From these questions :)

#asks

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pallases · 4 years

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rules: spell out your url with song titles and tag ten people

— tagged by @herwndale @bella-swan and @jaenmoreau thank you all!

luck - american authors

unsteady - x ambassadors

conversations with my wife - jon bellion

i am not a robot - marina

everybody lost somebody - bleachers

hello my old heart - the oh hellos

empress - morningsiders

real estate - adam melchor

only the wild ones - dispatch

don’t throw out my legos - ajr

arms tonite- mother mother

lemon boy - cavetown

east - sleeping at last

tagging: @mareshkells @jercy @tarttdona @annalightwood @wespers @branstark @nazyalensky @sringvenkas @blafard @andrewminjard

#tag #just my newest mutuals!

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literallynothingbutvictuuri · 5 years

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Hello, loves! So, I recently saw another masterlist post like this and as I’ve written a fair number of victuuri fics, I thought it could be fun to make one as well!!

I’ve written 27 Victor/Yuuri fics (no other ships involved) and all of them (except for one) are complete! This list compiles all of them neatly together and I can give some author insight into my own personal favorites versus which ones are my most popular, etcetera.

The list will be compiled in alphabetical order! All relevant tags, ratings, author’s notes, and short(er) summaries will be shown in an organized manner.

If interested, click the read below! Much love to you all and I hope you’ll like one of them, maybe!!! ❤️❤️

KEY: ** = author’s favorite bolded = top 3 kudos’d IMG = embedded images in fic

Abstract Intuition ~ Teen/3.2k words ~ Introspection, Japanese Myths, Dreams vs. Reality ~ a/n: weird! loved writing it though ~ in which Yuuri understands more about himself than he thinks he does and believes in a Japanese supernatural being

Aegri somniavana ~ Teen/2.3k words ~ Major Character Death, Heavy Angst, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Depression, Panic Attacks ~ a/n: sad! sad sad sad! if you don’t want to be sad, do not read this! ~ “The love of a half-dead heart will keep you half alive”

a blessing in disguise ~ Teen/WIP~ AUs: Fantasy & Royalty, Witch Curses, Fairy Tale Elements, Mutual Pining, Magic & Wizards, Light Angst, Fluff & Humor, Child Victor (at times) ~ a/n: one of my favorites concept-wise, will update one day! ~ Victor gets cursed. Yuuri does not. Yuuri most definitely feels like he is though.

can’t buy love, but you can try if you’re a ridiculous man like Victor Nikiforov ~ General/495 words ~ SAPPY, old victuuri ~ a/n: domestic victuuri makes me so soft :’’) ~ Victor loves spoiling his grandchildren.

Chair AU (series with 2 fics) ~ General/505 words ~ why ~ a/n: yes it’s that fic the terrible and infamous chair au, yes i wrote that, yes i am aware of its contents, yes it is ridiculous ~ yuuri is a chair

ethereal ~ General/877 words ~ Introspection, Canon Compliant ~ a/n: romantic drabble ~ realizations

even Time ~ Mature/18k words ~ Time Travel Fix-It With A Twist!, AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Depression, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Poisoning, Depression, Complicated Relationships, Non-Linear Narrative ~ a/n: this was my 2nd yoi fic! there are two ways to read it (one chapter for each way). this is quite sad, but also… not ~ in which yuuri and victor get it wrong until time comes in and allows for them to get it right

finally ~ General/1.8k words ~ Mutual Pining, High School AU, Friends to Lovers, Getting Together, Oblivious Katsuki Yuuri, Fluff ~ a/n: ngl i wrote this so quickly and did not expect people to like it as much as they did ~ in which everyone got the memo that Yuuri and Victor are “totally dating” except for Yuuri

going places ~ Teen/1.2k words ~ Pre-Canon, AU- Canon Divergence, Self-Reflection, Adolescent Sexuality ~ a/n: my first fic!!!!!!!! i wrote this right after ep 3 was released, this was basically my take on how victor and yuuri knew each other before the reveal in ep 10 :3 ~ viktor remembers and yuuri helps

hearts beat ~ Teen/1.4k words ~ Introspection, Angst, Canon Compliant, Insecurity, set after the beginning of episode 12 ~ a/n: i wrote this for a friend actually :3 this isn’t as sad as people seem to think? like? it’s better afterward as seen in the show? people acting like i broke them up smh ~ Yuuri doesn’t see what Victor sees in him.

in sickness & in health ~ General/511 words ~ Sappy, Sickfic, Domestic ~ a/n: cute drabble :( ~ Yuuri takes care of his whiny and sick husband.

in sync ~ Teen/442 words ~ Introspection, Falling in Love ~ a/n: soft :( ~ heartbeat

inevitable ~ Teen/972 words ~ True Love, Domestic, Insecurity, Sappy Fluff ~ a/n: this is probably my favorite work for domestic victuuri ~ Victor had a bad day and comes home and snaps at Yuuri. Cue little fight and makeup. :)

love (leaf) pile ~ General/354 words ~ Fluff, Victor is Extra ~ a/n: this one was so fun to write! ~ Yuuri shows Victor the glory that is jumping in leaf piles!!

love letters are too cliché ~ Teen/7.2k words ~ Pen Pals, Fluff, Light Angst, Mutual Pining, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Coming Out, College AU (sort of), Letters ~ a/n: this was definitely one that took a lot of me to write for some reason but i’m proud of how it ended up uwu ~ Viktor and Yuuri are pen pals. They both get more out of it than they originally thought.

moonstruck ~ General/712 words ~ Canon Compliant, True Love, Gentle Kissing ~ a/n: i think this was my first ever drabble? i was so soft when writing it ~ moon·struck (adjective): unable to think or act normally, especially because of being in love.

Much To Do About Everything ~ Teen/24.8k words ~ Enemies to Lovers, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Misunderstandings, Humor, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Fluff and Angst, Rivalry ~ a/n: this work is more dialogue heavy than my others and it was very fun to write that dialogue :) ~ Victor and Yuuri won’t stop complaining about each other. Phichit and Chris, being the wonderful best friends that they are, just want them to shut the hell up. Starfleet Academy/Star Trek/Much Ado About Nothing AU

**Pigeon Alley ~ IMG ~ Teen/35.5k words ~ Famous Actors Victuuri, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Insecurity, Implied/Referenced Alcoholism/Alcohol Abuse, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Non-Linear Narrative, Friends to Lovers to Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Media Attention ~ a/n: one of my personal favorites, writing this fic helped me in more ways than one ~ What’s meant to be will always find a way. Victor and Yuuri? They’re meant to be.

the rain before the rainbow ~ IMG ~ Teen/7.6k words ~ ANXIETY, Anxiety Attacks, Insecurity, Introspection, Post-Canon, Angst with a Happy Ending, Lack of Communication, Sick Makkachin ~ a/n: one of my more emotionally taxing fics honestly but working with Bee was so fun ~ Yuuri is anxious about marrying Victor.

recovery & the sun ~ Teen/1.2k words ~ Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Introspection, Character Study, Recovery, Drabble ~ a/n: one of my my darkest fics (if not the darkest) and also one where i wrote it just to project some of my own feelings ~ Yuuri understood in a way that Victor had never expected, had never even hoped.

Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy ~ Explicit/1.7k words ~ Anal Sex, Porn with Feelings, basically Yuuri rides Victor while Victor wears a cowboy hat, kind of a crack fic? ~ a/n: fjfjfjfjfjfjjfjfjjfj why ~ When Victor receives a cowboy hat from a fan, Yuuri may or may not want to devastate him.

strength ~ Teen/1.1k words ~ Gender Dysphoria, Trans Katsuki Yuuri, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Anxiety, Established Relationship ~ a/n: so this fic haunts me bc i think i misinterpreted the prompt wrong (didn’t see the “him” at the end there) and a big part of me wishes i wrote yuuri as a trans GUY and i feel bad whenever i think about this fic but some people liked it and yeah ~ Yuuri feels dysphoric and Victor comforts her.

sunflower ~ Teen/1.2k words ~ Slight Angst, Introspection, Femininity, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Fluff, Sappy ~ a/n: one of my fave drabbles! uwu~ Yuuri realizes it’s okay to like wearing dresses.

touch ~ General/439 words ~ True Love, Anxiety ~ a/n: this is also another one of my fave drabbles ~ Viktor and Yuuri express their love through touch.

**The Universe’s Secrets ~ IMG ~ General/5.3k words ~ Pre-Relationship, Mutual Pining, Sappy, Introspection, Canon Compliant, Tension, Relationship Study, Developing Relationship ~ a/n: another fic that took a lot of me but i’m proud of writing and ALSO another fic where i very much enjoyed working with jercy~ 3 times Victor smiles at Yuuri + 3 times Yuuri smiles at Victor.

The World Opened With You ~ IMG ~ Teen/10.6k words ~ Famous Victuuri, Violinist Victor, Pianist Yuuri, Musician AU, Depression, Family Issues, Sappy, Introspection ~ a/n: this fic really popped off huh !! i honestly never expected it to and it meant a lot that it did and thank you STILL nikai for making gorgeous artwork, i really loved working with him too :( ~ Victor and Yuuri are paired up to play a duet together. More things come from it than expected.

#mine #victuuri #viktuuri #yoi #yuri on ice #fic rec #honest to god i started making this months ago like i saw that masterlist recently months ago but have just now finished it and yeet #i was gonna finish it when i had completed all my fics but idk when i'll finish a blessing in disguise so

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thebluesideofmyworld · 6 years

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“Who are you?” - A Jercy Drabble

Summary: “Who are you?” Jason finally asks Percy that afternoon, when they are sitting by the lake. Side by side and the few inches between them feel like too far. Percy glances at him. The soft smile on his lips makes Jason want to trace it with his finger. “You know who I am,” Percy says. “Maybe,” Jason says

(Word Count: 800 words | Rating: Teen and Up Audiences | Read on AO3)

Author’s Notes: Based on the song Who are You by Aquilo

Who are you?

That sounds so much like a stupid question. Because who would even question who Percy is?

Percy Jackson, The Son of Poseidon. The one who saved the world, but turned down the offer of being immortal.

Percy Jackson is simply, The Legend.

But who are you?

Oh, how Jason really wants to know.

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Who are you?

It‘s a warm night in late Summer.

The night is dark but the fire was bright. Lights and shadows are like dancing over Percy’s face.

Jason is not good with names and faces but those green eyes with that small smirk, will never be just a face, will never be just a name.

Percy starts to sing along, a little bit off-scale and his eyes were twinkling. Then Jason suddenly feels like he’s known Percy even before they met. Like Percy is that single piece of a broken dream that once was missing.

Percy catches him staring.

He smiles warmly at Jason, and Jason wants to freeze the smile into a solid piece of memory, so that he can carry it with him forever.

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Who are you?

“Hey, Jason!”

His head snaps to where the voice came from. Percy waved at him from where he is sitting on the table for the Poseidon cabin. Percy smiles at him. Percy smiles at him like the way the sea smiles back at the sky on a bright summer day. And without even thinking, he smiles back. Without even thinking, he walks to where Percy was sitting, just like how sunflowers turn to where the sun is.

“Hey,” Jason says once he gets to Percy’s table.

“How is it going?” Percy asks. He shifts on his bench, giving the space for Jason to sit next to him.

“Good,” Jason says as he takes the offered seat. He looks at Percy.

At the smile that still lingers on his lips. At the lights that still twinkle in his eyes.

“Good,” Jason says again, nodding as the realization slowly seeping inside of him.

Things are good as long as he is with Percy.

Things are good as long as Percy is with him.

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Who are you?

Jason thought that he should have known Percy. But he still wants to be the one who knows better, who knows best about Percy.

Probably that’s the reason why Jason’s eyes always stay a little too long at Percy.

Why Jason always tries to listen more when it’s Percy who’s talking, laughing, singing.

Why the friendly touches between them always linger a beat too long.

But never enough.

They never feel enough.

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“Who are you?”

Jason finally asks Percy that afternoon, when they are sitting by the lake.

Side by side and the few inches between them feel like too far.

Percy glances at him. The soft smile on his lips makes Jason want to trace it with his finger.

“You know who I am,” Percy says.

“Maybe,” Jason says.

Maybe.

Maybe Jason knows him and Jason can come up with so many definitions, adjectives and maybe even some prose and poetries, just to tell people who Percy is.

“I know who you are to the world,” Jason says.

He ducks his head down, watching their distorted reflections on the water. He takes a deep breath and it’s like his heart is too big for his chest when he lifts his head up. He turns his head to Percy.

“But who are you to me?”

Percy turns his head and holds his eyes at Jason.

Jason stares back at those green eyes, so green and deep like the ocean.

The ocean eyes where Jason will jump in to, get drown into, without even blinking an eye.

“Who am I to you?” Percy asks him back, this time voice barely above a whisper.

Jason wonders whether it’s really a longing feeling that he is seeing in Percy’s eyes.

He carefully cradles Percy’s cheek in his hand.

“You’re the one I will run to without even thinking,” Jason says, gently tracing his thumb over Percy’s cheekbone.

Percy closes his eyes. His long eyelashes paint a shadow over his cheeks.

He opens his eyes back and when their eyes meet, Jason knows now how he has fallen, fallen so fast and deep in love with him.

“I will run to you too,” Percy whispers.

Jason’s heart is in his throat as he slowly, slowly leaning forward.

A bit closer.

Percy’s breath is warm, ghosting over the patch of skin above Jason’s lips.

“We’ll run together then,” Jason says.

Percy’s hand flies to hold the back of Jason’s head.

“Is it who I am to you?” Percy asks.

Jason nods and their lips are half an inch apart.

“To me you are you, and I’ll run to the end of the world with you.”

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(Likes, reblogs and feedbacks are always loved and highly appreciated :D)

#Jercy #Percy Jackson #Jason Grace #pjo #pjo fanfic #this is what happens when youget too attached to a song #BUT THE SONG IS JUST TOO BEAUTIFUL #hi hello I write a JERCY thing #it shouldn't be so much of a surprise though #I can't choose between Percabeth Cartercy or Jercy

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takaraphoenix · 3 years

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hey it's me, the number 14 anon, and yeah I fully agree with you. I wanted to ask bc there's some pretty good lesbian jercy content on ao3 rn and I think the author mentioned wanting to write lesbian nicercy sometime soon as well, and was curious to see if you read that personally. Author is leafiest_groves on ao3, if ur curious, and yeah ur lesbian nicercy is why I went looking for more f/f versions of nicercy and jercy (which happen to be some of ur tops, last I checked) Lysm phoe <3

Hello again! ;) To start this one from the end, thanks for the love and yes you did get that right, Nicercy and Jercy are my two favorite PJO ships! ^^

I don’t read that personally, but that is also due to the fact that I don’t read in the PJO fandom anymore in general. My investment has been gradually fading for the past years to the point that yeah I’m definitely invested enough to create worlds to my image, but I’m not invested enough to struggle with trying to find fics, spending hours and hours reading with the risk of getting disappointed in the end. I’m generally not a huge reader so that factors in too, I very rarely get invested enough in things to go and read fics for them and in this case it’s that I am no longer at that point.

I do expect to end up there again when the tv show hits and injects me with new want though. So who knows.

#PJOverse #Nicercy #Jercy #Shipping #Genderbending #Anonymous

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just-an-animatronic-bunny · 3 years

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ignore my birth name lmao but im the wrong fucking bitch to say that to

i legit went to sleep at like 5 am bc my anxiety and depression wouldnt stfu so i read a full 18 chapter jercy apocalypse au fanfic with a million fucking paragraphs in each chapter and a very disappointing ending bc the author discontinued it in 2017 (this was the 3rd time i read it bc its a really good book) just to distract myself from my thoughts and then went to sleep with a yagami yato sleep aid bc thats the only way i can actually go to sleep anymore

try me bitch

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perseusjackson-jasongrace · 4 years

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Kingdom Collisions II

I've just finished a book and it made me cry so happily I thought I'd post a fanfic to commemorate it. Also I'm probably going to start an AWAE/AoGG account soon because I cannot fathom living my life without a space dedicated to my darling loves. Anyway that isn't relevant to the post. This is just a fun little fic I've been writing on the side to try incorporate more descriptions into my writing (I'm a known dialogue whore). I see fit to write it whenever I feel like, so updates may be far and few between, however I do hope you enjoy whatever does come out. I adore this moody ansgty side to jercy. It's been fun to explore.

Masterlist, cat-eye aquamarine

Leave me alone.

[we have known loneliness forever]

Why did I ever agree to this?

[so we do not quite know what it is like]

I never asked you to say yes!

[to want]

Fuck you.

[one another]

-lonliness is a two-sided conversation//badpoetry

Percy doesn't even look at his husband. Doesn't acknowledge his perfect hair, or blazing eyes, or how close they're sitting. He just stares directly out the car window, arms folded across his chest. The rolling hills and wild lavender dance past his vision as the car bounces along the gravel road. They are almost to their destination, to solid ground and quiet, peace. Despite the circumstances he is excited to be back at the cabin his family has owned for so many years. He relishes in the fact that he can escape somewhere that is untainted by the rest of his life. Throngs of people, and public demand, and never ending scrutiny.

He is nothing short of pissed that he has to share his safe place with someone he despises so sweetly it is honey on his tongue to talk to them. But his mother had insisted if they were to act like a married couple they would have to go on a honeymoon and he had only agreed if he could choose the place. She wanted to send them to some private beach in Spain where they could pretend to be alone, oblivious to the paparazzi that were sure to follow, and the people who wanted to meet not one but two crown princes. It was his final stance that if he were being forced to spend time with his husband, it would at least be where he could enjoy it.

"Prince," A crackling voice says through the speakers.

Percy clicks a button on the arm rest, "Yes Mr James?"

"The security team has secured the area, would you like us to drop the bags off before you head inside or after?"

"Whenever suits you Mr James, I'm going for a walk."

Jason who had since then, fallen asleep, jolts awake as they go over a particularly bumpy area.

"And your husband Prince?"

"Ask him yourself, I'm sure he has much to say on the matter." Percy huffs, turning away.

"Prince Grace,"

Jason glares at Percy unimpressed with his dismissal and his rudeness towards the driver.

"Yes James sir?"

"Would you like your bags dropped off before or after you enter the area?"

"Before please, I feel it will help me settle in much easier if everything is already there."

Percy wants to scoff, who talks like that? This pretentious, stuck-up, goodie two-shoes is who. He wants to stick his tongue out, settle their rivalry like five year olds battling to see who can scowl for longer. Mostly, desperately he just wants to get out of this damn car. His leg bounces in time with the bumps, and his hands fidget in his lap. For all his princely training nobody ever managed to get him to sit perfectly still. His mother had finally given up and started carrying drawing pads and pencils wherever she went.

"Can you stop moving!" Jason growls.

"If it bothers you so much get out and walk." He spits back.

An eye roll is the reply but by then the car finally rumbles to a stop and a security detail is opening their doors.

"Princes,"

"Thank you Madison, Arlo." He manages to grit before he stomps off down the path and disappears into the woods.

"Where are you going?" He hears his husband yell. He doesn't bother to reply, someone will tell the Prince.

He kicks at the dark soil and pulls breath after breath into his lungs. He needs to calm down. Just then his ears catch the soft bubbling of a stream and he heads in the direction of the noise. The woods are quiet and cool. A soft breeze flutters between velvety leaves and needled pines, stirring the undergrowth. He wants to become one with the trees, become a branch that sways in greeting and grows friends, and feels the wind wrapping around it every evening. He just wants to stop being human for a little while.

And then the stream is underneath him, soaking his fancy shoes and fine thread socks. He laughs, tugs them off and sits down in the middle of the cold, flowing water. He can feel it run into him like ice in his veins. He dips a finger in, then another, his whole hand and shudders at the smooth caress. It has been so long since he just got to be. Here in this little stream, pants soaking, hands turning blue he has never felt so faraway, out of his body. The world narrows to his fingertips, to the bead of water running down his ankle and joining its family once more. His brain is far and long forgotten, simply taking up space in his skull. He decides right then and there that if he ever comes back to this world he'll come back as a rock in the stream. To live in this beautiful, ever-moving world, where the cold is a kiss and you can never meet the same drop of water twice seems a good life indeed.

Just then he hears a rustle behind him. In an instant he’s on his feet, pulling a dagger from his suit jacket, a white-knuckled grip on the hilt.

"Whoever you are come out right now. I am not in the mood."

"Relax," A deep smooth voice says, "It's just me."

"Oh," He pulls his lips up in half disappointment, half relief it wasn't danger. "What do you want?"

"Mr James wants to know if you want five or ten of the guards here for the remainder of the time here."

"I want zero." He frowned, "I just want to be left in peace for the next few days."

"Well it's not an option so choose." Practical, always so practical.

"Leave five here, there's three other cabins about half a mile out on either side of ours that should be enough space. Everyone else can go home."

"Of course, I'll leave you to it then." Jason nods, stands there awkwardly for a moment longer and then disappears into the greenery once more.

Percy doesn't know what to do, doesn't know whether he should scream or cry or laugh.

He hadn't let himself think too hard about the events of the last few weeks. He had shoved every feeling but contempt and general dislike deep deep down into his cage and threw the key into the deepest parts of his ocean of thoughts. He wasn't sure he had the strength to unpack everything that had happened. When his mother had came to him all those weeks ago a heartbroken look in her eyes he knew whatever had happened would be nothing short of a disaster. Within the week he was promised to Crown Prince Jason Grace of Caelum and had been shoved into endless, meetings in which wedding arrangements and economic agreements had to be made.

He didn't even meet the Prince till the night before they were to be wed but by then Percy had despised the whole ordeal so intensely he hadn't any happiness or hope left in him to be kind to the Prince. And even if he did gave some it would have vanished completely upon their introduction. Jason looked at him with such calculating authority he had reminded Percy of an old tutor who thought children should be seen and not heard, and learn whatever was given to them without question. Jason had been stiff, and unyielding, and looked just as unhappy or even unhappier to be meeting him. At dinner Jason only spoke when spoken too, he didn't fidget even once, and worst of all he somehow still managed to charm his mother in about five seconds. One dimpled smile, and a cute story about his first time riding a horse and Queen Sally Jackson had accepted him as one of their own. Percy on the other hand was ignored the entire dinner, and on the walk in the gardens, at the insistence of his advisor, they hardly said two words to each other. Whether it was because Jason was lost in his own world or letting his displeasure for the whole ordeal simmer and burn into their company as Percy was he would never know. Either way the walk ended with a gruff, formal goodbye before they headed to their rooms.

Percy shuts out the politics of the arrangement and how his life has turned into this unrecognizable hurricane of chaos. He cups some of water in his hands and drops it over his curls. Letting it drip down his temples and catch on his collarbones. The coolness soothes him, as water has always done. Finally when his blood is no longer boiling with hidden anger he steps out of the stream, picking up his discarded shoes and socks and sinks into the earth with each step.

The cabin has a soft orange glow in the windows, and the many cars that escorted them have disappeared. He throws his belongings by the door, shucks his pants off and steps inside. The interior is just as he remembers it. Where the castle was dripping with opulence and royalty, the cabin was simple and stripped to the bare essentials. He had always loved the place. Even when he was little and his mom would whisk him away for a secret weekend. She would pack hoards of cookies and ice-cream and light the fire immediately. They would sit on the soft, fleece rug, her with a book and him with his sketchpad, sipping cocoa and spooning ice cream straight from the tub. Then he didn't have to be the prince one day inheriting the crown and she didn't have to be the Queen dealing with every problem under the sun. They hadn't been back in a good few years and he misses everything about the space. He is silently grateful that Jason has lit the fire. Something familiar to hold onto.

"You're back." The Golden Prince says.

"Astute observation." He rolls his eyes but the blonde doesn't look up from whatever he's doing.

Percy walks into the space, shrugging his suit jacket off and unbuttoning his wrinkled white shirt. He hears a sharp inhale and glances up to see a red cheeked Jason staring at him.

"Why aren't you wearing any pants?"

"Oh," He laughs softly, "Yea they were wet so I took them off before I came in."

He sputters and blushes, glancing down and then peaking back up again.

"You alright there Prince?"

Jason clears his throat, and Percy watches that golden Adam's apple bob. His skin prickles with heat and he knows its time to go.

"I'm going to shower. I'll give you a tour afterwards if you want."

"That would be great."

With a nod in which they both avoid eye contact and general pleasantry he disappears into one of the three rooms of the cabin.

His shower is scorching, water pummeling against tired muscles. His mother always says a good shower and steaming cup of tea can fix more problems than a board of professionals. So far she hasn't been wrong.

"Hey," He walks back into the lounge sometime later, looking down as he ties the string on his pants, "You ready?"

The house is dead quiet, save for the crackle of the fire and the soft wind that whispers in the grooves of the floor.

"Jason?" He frowns, moving to stand in front of him.

The Prince is fast asleep, head lolling forward, book still clasped in his hands. Percy takes in his husband for the first time. Unobstructed by either of their waking emotions, or the general hustling that had shrouded their lives. Jason, he grudgingly admits, is beautiful. His hair looks soft and golden, and when it catches the light of the fire he's sure it's made from sunshine itself. And his skin is such a startling contrast to Percy's rich brown colour. The Prince's body, now folded into an awkward bent angle as he lay across the velvet-cushioned chair, is lithe and graceful. Corded with muscle but somehow still smooth in a way only an uptight Prince with a personal trainer may ever achieve. At least, he thinks sordidly, if I'm forced to marry someone he is as darling as Jason.

The blonde stirs softly, hand twitching, before he settles back into his position. As awkward and unhappy the two are with each other Percy can't leave him here. He's sure the Prince will bend into a chair himself if he slept like that all night long. So he gently taps his husband's shoulder, waking him almost immediately. Jason has never been a particularly heavy sleeper, and it is worse when he finds himself in a place he doesn't know. He blinks up at the world, blue eyes bright. They reminds Percy of the cat-eye aquamarine, the gemstone sat at the base of every crown ever made for his kingdom. He wonders what it says that the colour of his husband's eyes are also the colour he most associates with home. Just as quickly he expels those thoughts, content to bask in his clear dispassion and irritation for as long as this should last.

Jason scrubs a hand over his face, "Sorry you wanted to take me on a tour?"

"No, no there's time for that tomorrow. Why don't you head up to bed."

"Oh, okay. Goodnight then,"

"Goodnight Prince," He says stiffly.

"Sleep easy."

A nod in return and they both retire to their rooms, content to put the last week far behind them. Bury it under dreams, and hopes, and the promise of a tomorrow where nothing has tarnished it yet.

Percy left his window open, watched the tree outside it sway gently. Maybe tomorrow he would climb it and become acquainted with the birds in the nest.

He falls asleep, finally, to the chirp of crickets and the soft rustle of whispering leaves.

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G, L, R and U ☺😉

Hello friend, put a smile on my face to see you in my inbox.

Dat me! Sorry i took forever to answer this. I don’t know what time is anymore :/ But this is besides the point here’s my answers:

G (Care to share a favorite crack fic): When i tell y’all I’ve only written Jercy. My brain and my writing demon don’t like anyone else it’s very sad. my original WIP’s just sit there all sad and lonely waiting for me to actually write something. But honestly a crack ship i could see myself writing about is:

1. Leo and Annabeth: it’d just be the whole smart as fuck couple who each have one PhD, one masters and a degree in some obscene topic that they got dragged into because they needed more info for their postgrad degrees. Defs see Leo as an engineer- mechanical or civil, maybe chemical but that might be a blow up (Lol pun intended). I’ll always headcanon Annabeth as an architect, but also maybe a civil engineer (that could be how they meet). Lowkey feeling this fic now??? anyone interested in a Leo x Annabeth crack ship fic?

2. Piper and Rachel Elizabeth Dare: SO. MUCH. POTENTIAL. Rachel as an art student, Piper as a humanities student (maybe sociology) they bond over being internally uninterested in the philosophy class they were both forced to take because they needed credits. Rachel paints Piper over and over because she just cant seem to get her aura right and if there’s one thing she can read its aura. But Piper’s seems to be this mixture of feeling (too much feeling, it’s almost overwhelming). They don’t go on to post grad because Rachel becomes a freelance artist and Piper becomes a kindergarten teacher. She just has this way of calming children down. Nobody knows how she does it but parents are one part jealous and five parts grateful. Apparently i am more invested in my crack ships than i thought???????

L (What’s the weirdest AU you’ve ever come up with): i know this is a loser answer but i don’t generally stray from the PJO universe because it gives me the option to explore power and specifically huge, and lethal amounts of it. And you guys know me and Dark!Demigods, i literally can’t get enough. Sorry to disappoint :( Maybe send me some of your weird AU’s to explore???? That would be fun!

R (Are there any writers (fanfic or otherwise) you consider an influence): I don’t have an fanfic authors that have influenced my writing (because three years of uni make you very paranoid of sounding like other people especially without credit) but there are fanfic authors who i love endlessly and inspired me to write! Pretty much all the ones i mentioned in my Jercy links post and then there are some in the Sarah J Maas Universe who are incredible and make me want to write entire novels while I’m reading their works. As for “published” authors: Rick definitely influenced how i write but only because I learnt to make his characters an extension of me. But you’ll find a lot of my new fanfic has some influence from Sarah J Maas because Throne of Glass is my forever series and they are literally a part of me. Poetry also influences me a lot. It’s the reason i can write from quotes and poetry excerpts more than music.

U (A pairing you might like to write for, but haven’t tried yet): I have been thinking a ton about Pipabeth recently but i really struggle to write Annabeth. I don’t know what it is but i cant read her essence like i can Percy and Jason and that means writing her is very forced and i feel like i’m not doing her justice. But yea Pipabeth has been on my mind so i guess them?

#as usual i rambled endlessly #PJSSG asks #she speaks #Ciara's convos

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