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#jason grace x gn! reader
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Jason Grace with an hurt s/o
A/n: the reader is gn! btw
Request: hello, can I request Jason Grace x reader headcanons where him and his s/o are attacked by monsters which results in reader taking a serious hit for him, causing them to pass out for a day or two but they end up alright? Thank you!
Warnings: Some gore, dissociation, poison, injuries, swearing, I think that's it? You have been warned!
The three P's:
[Pronouns used: you/your] [Pov: second pov] [Pairings: (romantic) jason x reader]
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So you guys aren't even on a quest or at camp (halfblood because I could care less for Jupiter-)
You people are actually just taking a walk, because it's fall right now and the leaves are pretty
Jason is usually always on his guard
But you just make him melt and he can't help but lower it around you
He regrets that when two fucking chimeras come out of seemingly no where to attack you both
You see them before Jason and bring out you're weapon to defend Jason and yourself
You're doing pretty good and Jason of course comes to help you
Pretty angry at himself for not realizing that they were there
And the fact that two demigods were out and about you were bound to get attacked
He didn't know what he was expecting honestly
Then he sees one the Chimeras charge after you so he goes to protect you
But he kinda forgets the other on is there
And it goes to attack him from behind so you leap in front of him without a second thought getting bitten from the monster
Jason hear's your scream, it's the only thing ringing in his mind
And rage takes over him
It consumes him, and a cloud thunders above you and lightning strikes the creatures
They're very dead
The thing is that ur on the ground bleeding from a wound in your side that's basically making you bleed out
Which is bad enough but when Jason scrambles over to go get you
Your side also as greens lines all over it
So probably poison
Then you both realize there's no ambrosia
Well fuck
Jason picks you gracefully ;)
You cry out in pain
You've never had an injury that has hurt this bad before
Like seriously as Jason starts moving everything hurts x100 more which isn't his fault
But to him it still feels like it
it literally feels like you're being burned alive
Stupid poison
The thing is that you can keep your eyes open
You're still conscious, you couldn't pass out for some reason
You wish you could've
Because the pain was so bad you were begging for jason to just knock you out somehow
At a certain point you started to dissociate from the pain and everything else
back to Jason
He feels like hes running a marathon for his life
But its for yours which is way worse for him, but somehow he got you back to camp
You guys weren't very far from camp but Jason could feel you slipping away when you went quiet and wouldn't talk anymore
At some part he started talking to you frantically trying to bring you back to reality
It didn't work and it was freaking him the fuck out
finally he got to camp w you
Boy was also kinda started flying on the way so it draws lots of attention from everyone in camp so they're all kinda crowding
"OUT OF THE WAY" Jason hollered
all of the kids scattered away as Jason rushed you to the infirmary
now over to you again
you're still in your disassociation state for a few days
you can bet your ass that Jason is blaming himself everyday you don't come back to him
he's just thinking; "What if I had seen it coming, what if I was faster..."
but the biggest thing he blamed himself for was being off his guard
the thing is though he never came to visit you, because he was just so guilt ridden, and he didn't know if he was physically or mentally capable to see you in that state
he hates those monsters
the apollo kids that are taking care of you are getting worried at this point and Will is the one to get Jason and tell him the news
he was distraught
finally he came to see you, and when he saw you, your cut had healed up but had left a nasty scar
you looked ragged not because the apollo campers weren't taking care of you but because he knows that's not how you style your hair and you would never dress in the clothes you're in now
you looked like a doll and someone was playing dress-up with
your blank stare was the worst though
because he could call your name and you would just look through him
Then he resorts to just pleading with you very close to tears
"Jason?" You asked, "What's wrong?"
Immediately he throws his arms around you
Will tells you what happened as Jason comforts you
"don't ever do anything like that again." He mumbles
"I can't promise anything." You say cheerfully.
The entire infirmary groans
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frickingnerd · 24 days
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jason grace dating a child of hypnos
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pairing: jason grace x gn!reader
tags: fluff, date nights, established relationship
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as a child of hypnos, it shouldn't come as a surprise that you're either sleeping all the time or being sleepy, when you're awake
you have quite the messy sleep schedule, sometimes sleeping through an entire day, while some nights you're wide awake and turning your nights into days
as your boyfriend, jason often adapts to your sleep schedule, to spend time with you
jason doesn't need a lot of sleep to function. just two or three hours are enough for him and he'll function even better than you!
jason and you sometimes train together at night or go on little dates, often picnics underneath the stars
you struggle to find motivation for anything that isn't sleeping, but you're always motivated for a date with jason!
jason is the only person who can get you to train and work out! meanwhile you're the only person who can get him to take a break
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mischiefmoons · 10 days
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🐥 a lil something for jason grace? just yk him meeting hephaestus!reader for the first time at camp half blood and she's this bubbly girl who befriends everyone cuz that's just how she is and like she offers everyone solutions to material problems like aphrodite kids with vanity mirrors that light up on their own, apollo kids with medical kits that look small outside but has TONS of storage, demeter kids with self watering pots, etc
reader gives him a welcome gift (leo and piper too), a compact watch sword thingy like percy's and jason's like new to this bcs all his life he's been treated like a prince in waiting, a leader most of the time and he hasn't had anyone do something for him cuz its usually him doing things
ooh and a lil bit of leo valdez teasing him bcs of him blushing when she's around cuz reader is his sister basically, same dad and all
Thank you and happy bday again!
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jason grace x hephaestus!reader
a/n: this was so cute but pls lmk if i got his character right...i had to reference my irl pjo bestie for this i love this boy
wc: 766
Jason Grace thinks you talk too much.
And too fast. It’s one of the first things he noticed about Camp Half-Blood weirdly enough, besides the nagging feeling that he didn’t belong there. There wasn’t so much as a day where he wouldn’t see you whizzing past campers offering to tinker items to make their lives easier, and he could barely keep up—which says a lot for a boy raised to be a soldier.
It was like you set everything alight, and the flames you left in your midst could not be tamed; everyone was enamored by you, and admittedly, so was he. The son of Jupiter was sure his brain had short-circuited along with everything else going on but all of his worries were dashed when you presented him with a wristwatch shield.
Jason blinks slowly.
“Are you listening? Do you like it? I can change the finish on it or scrap it completely if you don’t think it’s cool, or maybe it's too big? Let me see your wrist—Jace?”
You wave your hand in his face before grabbing his arm, encircling his wrist with the metal links to make sure your creation fits him comfortably.
Too torn between the predicament of being raised by fucking wolves and training for a war that no one knows the start date of, Jason Grace has not had too much time to acquaint himself with the matters of the heart. So in his eyes, this poor sweetheart thought your welcome gift was the equivalent of a marriage proposal, or something like that…
Your half-sibling Leo thought this was hilarious of course, his teasing grin stoking the fire in the pit of Jason’s stomach when he asked to see it. The blond boy was gentle with your gift, shaking his head at the notion that it meant anything, that you were just kind to everyone, and nothing about it whatsoever makes him special.
Okay buddy…
So of course when you came to confront him about Leo’s taunting that had reached all of the inhabitants of cabin 9 (and the armory, and the counselors, and even Chiron and Mr. D—the biggest gossips of Camp Half-Blood), Jason Grace, a boy who usually has his shit together, was reduced to the phenomenon of being an embarrassed teenager with a crush.
You were standing a little too close for his liking and even if he towered over you, the blaze in your eyes could incite fear in the gods.
“Just because I'm nice and do things for you doesn’t mean that I like you, Jason Grace,” you say adamantly as you cross your arms over your chest. He notices the smudge of soot on your cheekbone, and thinks it looks quite pretty against your complexion.
“Of course.”
“I gave you the wristwatch shield as a welcome gift,” you say next, to which he nods since it’s a fact.
“Of course, I didn’t mea—”
“I mean you’re always protecting others, so I thought someone should protect you for a change,” you mutter, watching him scratch the nape of his neck as your smile spreads like gasoline touched by a lit match. He can’t help but embrace the burn (His serious demeanor is broken by the smile on his face, so big that it almost hurts).
“But you are right, I do like you. Suppose we’ll have to do something about that.”
Thinking hard about the confession that left your mouth, you look like you’re working through a methodical problem to solve— finding the missing piece to a puzzle instead of making the son of Jupiter's face heat up like a thousand suns. He reckons there’s an ambush inside of him as something starts to work harder than usual, not his brain overridden by battle tactics and that of survival— but his heart, beating fast like a well oiled machine (and more importantly like a normal teenage boy). 
Jason reaches out to rub the soot away from your cheek, but when you pull him in by the collar of his shirt to kiss him, he finds himself to be stained by you all the same.
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jason grace headcanons<3 (some x reader too)
a/n: my boy needs more love 🥺 also i haven't read all the books (im lazy) so if i miss something important that's why. also, reader is intended as male but i'll use they/them or you/yours pronouns
general hcs;
i don't think he's as macho/buff as some ppl make him out to be.
he is strong, obviously, but im sure as hell that he isn't 80% muscle . he's lean—skinny but muscular—and tall, very tall(193 cm, 6'4''—in canon) with lots of scars all over.
hates going to the doctor and getting stitches.
with all the fights and quests he's been im sure he made lots of visits to the infirmary and hated equally every single one.
he's scared of roaches, especially the ones that can fly (tbh who isnt afraid of them)
hugs ppl when he's excited (i think it's canon too? i may be wrong). he'll have to restrain himself from choking the air out of his friends and you. but he's respectful if someone doesn't like touching.
his glasses break at least once a month. he's not clumsy, but sometimes he forgets and fights with them. usually they just fall amd someone accidentally steps on them.
he loses them a lot too for some reason??? he'll just leave them on his nightstand to sleep and the next morning they're gone. where did they go? who knows
kinda afraid of nyx kids. they don't get along very well but he's trying to be friendly.
isn't afraid to fight someone if they insult his friends.
i saw a hc that roman demigods don't have dyslexia (cuz they use english to read, instead of greek) BUT they have dyscalculia instead 'cause of roman numerals.
and it makes sense. tbh i always thought of jason as more of an english type rather than maths.
neatest handwriting ever.
he has selective mutism. it stems from his anxiety and trauma from when he was under lupa's care—and extreme training. he also has migraines, thanks to lupa—again—and her anxiety-inducing training.
it wasn't uncommon for him to have panic attacks and have trouble talking—like the words couldn't get out of his throat—during his first quests. he was all alone too, so that didn't help at all.
i think reyna would be the first person he consulted for help.
after chb and camp jupiter united he would spend more time with hypnos kids, since their relaxing aura helped ease his mind.
very clingy in his sleep
he and thalia shared a small wolf plushy when they were younger.
whenever she visits camp and he happens to there they usually go to the lake and listen to thalia's music (i hc that music lovers have adapted and started using mp3s to listen to music).
he eats everything. he was a picky eater when he was younger but he grew out of it and eats pretty much anything that isn't molding. if it's not something disgusting (human flesh, scat, these things) then he'll probably eat it.
he's not photogenic at all 😭
dude is literally so handsome but you can't take a good picture of him to save your lives.
he's ticklish on his palms and elbow. aND HIS WRISTS!! someone will try and grab him by the wrist and he'd start giggling.
he Never shouts or yells. for any reason. jason always tries to talk calmly. he doesn't like it when he's being yelled at, and definitely feels bad if he does it to someone.
he doesn't like conflict. some times he'll just agree with anything just so he doesn't start a fight.
he's pretty awkward at the start of your friendships, but when he opens up more he's very talkative.
if you are the type of person that like to share your food, he always eats some of it. he can't say no to food.
he might look like he doesn't gaf about anything but it's just his resting bitch face.
he also doesn't express his emotions a lot but he's trying to get better at that.
romantic hcs;
cuddler!!!! he loves cuddles!!! my boy craves physical intimacy (intimacy in general but anyway)
his favourite position is either him laying on top of you (or the opposite) while you play with his hair.
not that romantic most of the time ex. bringing flowers and chocolates or stargazing/going to a cafe/going out in general for a date. but he can be sappy some times.
i think he'd probably prefer for him and you to sit in a room together and they do something without necessary talking to eachother (literally my idea of fun)
he will make you food tho.
not an amazing cook but he's trying his best <3
also not that big on pda. he'll be cuddly in private but never in public. hand-holding is as far as he'll go.
at first he's insecure because, what if he messed up their relationship? what if he upset his s/o? he needs lots of reassurance.
like. he grew up in a world where everyone expected him to be the perfect leader that saves and helps everyone anytime, doing the oh-so-noble-thing of selflessly sacrificing himself for others. he was forced to grow as jason grace, the son of jupiter but never just jason (there are other posts here that describe what im saying better
ahrm anyway
his perfectionism makes him second guess if he's doing anything wrong, he always tries to be perfect for his partner :(
they need to remind him that he's perfect just the way he is. he doesn't need to change himself for anyone, that they love him for being him <3
his love language is quality time. being a praetor means that he needs to sacrifice his personal and private time for his duties. at first it was alright, but now that he has a partner he values any time he gets to spend away from his job with them.
loves it if his partner's love language is words of affirmation.
im imagining them cuddled in his bed, both ready to fall asleep any second and his partner murmuring how much they love and appreciate him while playing with his hair.
he'll literally melt in their embrace. he needs someone to remind him that his mistakes are human.
jason definitely likes sparring with his s/o. sometimes he likes a more intense spar, other times he likes it so he can spend time with them.
he's so sweet and respectful and nice and understanding if you don't like physical touch.
he was raised by wolves so im 100% sure that he bites (take that however you will).
likes it when before you kiss him, you gently caress with your thumb the scar on his lip, kissing it first and then you kiss his lips.
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the butterflies in his stomach are going around in circles.
your affection in general makes him feel dizzy. like, gods, he loves you so much and you're being so sweet he'll faint.
overall he's an amazing boyfriend <33 he'll always be there for you but you also need to be there for him
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infin1ty-garden · 2 months
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YOU ARE MY HERO
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꩜ summary: headcanons of dating superman! jason grace ꩜ pairing: superman! jason grace x gn! reader ꩜ warnings: none ꩜ word count: 246 ꩜ author note: i got back into the pjo fandom and had this idea for a while
masterlist.
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꩜ The relationship between you and Jason was a complicated one
꩜ He was a really caring and thoughtful person, he did his best 24/7 which left him exhausted. He barely remembers to take care of himself
꩜ You would have to remind him to take a break or relax. Usually the day would end with the two of you cuddling
꩜ Plan the best dates. Makes sure everything is to your liking
꩜ When he inevitably misses a date or event because he's saving people. His guilt will eat him alive and won't stop until he makes up for it in some way
꩜ One of the most supportive people ever. Celebrates your success but also comforting in time of loss
꩜ He loses his glasses like all the time, he knows he needs them. Leaves them somewhere and forgets where
꩜ When a supervillain decides kidnapping you is a great idea, Jason drops everything to save you. He doesn't care if it's a trap
꩜ Due to his superhuman senses, he could tell that your heart rate sped up a bit when he was around. Which game him the confidence to confess
꩜ He remembers every detail about you and tries to make time for you
꩜ Throwing him a surprise party or surprise of any kind is the most difficult thing ever due to his heat and x-ray vision, and the last time you were kidnapped
꩜ He took you flying once. It was terrifying and then it was stunning the view was magnificent
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Thank you for reading!
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sw33tsuccubus · 3 months
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𝒥𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒸𝑒 boyfriend headcanons
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he’s such a gentleman
offers you his jacket if it’s cold, offers to carry anything for you (this ranges to anything from weaponry to clothes), complimenting you like it’s second nature.
he drops compliments like they’re hellos. he’ll tell you your hair looks good, your eyes are pretty, your nose is cute, your outfit is spectacular, you look breathtaking, your smile is pretty, all that.
he’s quite blunt. he’ll say something without thinking about it at all. he does catch on if it upsets you, though, so he’s fast to apologize.
he has a sunshine smile. it lights up his whole face, his eyes crinkle up. his voice is on the deeper side, so his laugh is always so cute. it’s almost rumbling from him.
being praetor made him kind of stiff around people. he forgets he doesn’t always have to be on guard. if you put your hand on his shoulder or bicep, he makes eye contact with you and deflates. he’s thankful you’re able to bring him out of his head.
speaking of that, he tends to space out. he’ll think of where he is and how he got there, and his face id real intimidating when he does. easiest way to snap him out of it is to kiss his cheek. he gets all blushy.
he doesn’t mind pda. he’ll happily hold your hand and hug you around people, he doesn’t care. his hands are rough. he loves squeezing your hand in his and he’ll always hum contently when he does. he gives tight hugs that squeeze the breath out of you while filling you with warmth. he thinks kisses are more intimate, so he goes for cheek kisses around people, but they’re rare. he’s not a big cuddler, though sometimes he needs to hold you to reassure himself.
a lot of people crush on him, so people are often blushing and giggling around him. he pays them no mind, and it’s kind of funny watching them grow dejected. he’s also pretty dense, and often doesn’t even acknowledge them.
he’s not one to be jealous. he’s protective over you, though. if there’s someone he knows isn’t nice, he’s gripping your hand around them. he stands up for you whenever someone says something rude. if you were to ever get hurt during a fight, he’s checking your injuries and holding you reassuringly.
he gets so flushed sometimes. he doesn’t know how to respond to being flirted with, so his face turns red and his eyebrows furrow.
he has a resting brooding face. he looks scary like that, like if he’s reading and sitting like he’s angry, but you know better.
he’ll being you up in a conversation without thinking. someone could say something and it just reminds him of you. maybe they mentioned how the clouds look and he starts talking about how the two of you will hold hands and cloud-gaze.
dates are limited thanks to all of his duties. he’ll walk you around, holding hands, and you’ll chat about anything and everything. you two get hot chocolate and start a debate about camp gossip. he likes to teach you better fighting techniques so he knows you can hold yourself up.
he loves it when you ruffle his hair or play with it in some way, but he doesn't know how to tell you that. it calms him, makes him flash a smile. he’ll bring you a hot chocolate and you’ll grin at him and ruffle his hair, and he’s smiling like he won the lottery.
he’s down bad.
he fidgets a lot. he gave you a golden ring (it’s simple, just a band) and he’ll play with it when you hold hands. it’s specifically gold because that’s his thing.
he’s shocked you a few times when holding your hand. it mostly happened at the beginning of the relationship, when he was more nervous, but it’s much more rare. only if he’s frustrated or somethings on his mind.
the type to smile when he thinks of you.
teddy bear material. thank you for coming to my ted talk
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kekaki-cupcakes · 7 months
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Hello 👋 Could I please request Percy Jackson teaching his s/o (who doesn’t know how to swim and is a bit scared of water) how to swim or surf?
I’m not sure why but I totally see him as a surfer. Sorry if it’s too detailed or lacks details! (Oh and I think u said somewhere to possibly give some indications for reader personality so maybe uhm sassy bookworm indoor-lover? Not sure tbh)
Thank you an feel free to ignore obvs!
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This one was so cute but I haven't written Percy like this before so hopefully it fits him <3
also how did I find such a fitting header tho-
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Sea salt kisses---Percy Jackson x reader at the beach
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-First of all Percy gains a fear of drowning during HoO because we all know demigods get scared of their element. This means he’s so understanding because he knows that feeling of being scared that you're completely helpless to the elements [even though he isn’t]
-So he’d definitely let you start slow, you’d go to rock pools and stick your toes in. He’d talk to the starfish and hermit crabs, bragging about you too the animals that literally don’t give a fuck. Although there was that one seagull who became heavily invested in your relationship 
-You’d have picnics on the beach and collect shells, because he definitely carries them around with him. Sometimes he’ll go to grab something out of his pocket and half the beach will just fall out. Anyways, he’d go surfing and you’d lay on a beach towel reading the book Annabeth lent you until he finally dragged you into the water. Definitely somewhere calm, and you’d splash each other, standing with your knees just in the water, and he’d be so proud <3
-Can’t wait until you want to go further in, because he gets to show off 
-Holds your waist as you jump over the waves, floats around and ducks under, holding his breath until you lose track of him. Then he’d creep up and tickle you under the water with that stupid grin. 
-He’d take those cheesy polaroids of you wearing sunglasses, or eating blue ice cream with a dot of it on your nose that he’d definitely lick off because he isn’t going to waste good food and also he might get a kiss out of it too >>>
-You’d get comfortable enough to go in deeper water and he’d float around you just chilling, but the second your breath hitches or you think you spot something in the water he’d be right there, making jokes or poking fun at the person on the beach that forgot to put sunscreen on and are now burning to a fucking crisp until oh wait that’s Jason someone tell him-
-Boogie boarding comes before surfing, and you’d get one of those nemo themed ones because of course it’s his favorite movie and obviously he had to get it for you on your birthday 
-When he goes surfing, you’d sit on the front of the board, toes tucked over the edge as he controls the waves to be a smooth ride all the way to shore, where you could get off when you wanted to and walk along the sand collecting shells to make into yet a necklace he’d wear, and tell everyone that he was given it by the best person in the world  
-He can makes things dry in the water, so there's a possibility that you can lay on your very own surfboard reading the latest novel at low tide, when there isn’t a wave in sight and Percy can just admire the sun on your skin and the ripples around you
-Anyways he’d love taking you to the beach because it’s just like taking you to meet Sally, this is his element and when your in it it’s even better <3
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p-taryn-dactyl · 3 months
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I just found your page and love your writing! I was wondering if I could request a fic. The idea I had was a Thalia (PJO) x GN!reader fic where the reader has bad anxiety and has ignored it the whole day. At the end of the day they end up having a massive panic attack at the end of the day and Thalia walks in on it. If your not comfortable writing this I completely understand.
Never stop writing, your work is incredible!
a/n: hi, omg thank you so much!! i love this request so much and i am so excited to write for Thalia!! thank you for your kind words - they mean a lot to me!! i hope this is enjoyable! word count: 1k warning(s): mentions of anxiety, feeling of failure, panic attack, rushed?, dumb title and weird gif
shine bright
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The tightness in your chest followed you around all day, never letting you go and hindering your breath. Everyone around you paraded their strength, their courage as they suited up for what was to be a practice battle the next day. Percy practiced his swordsmanship against Jason while Annabeth poured over maps of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, her brain analyzing every possible field of battle as one had not been chosen yet. After the two great wars, everyone decided they needed to be ready for if another great threat arose from the corners of myths yet to be told. However, you barely made it through the first two. Nights were torture then, your mind repeating the things you saw, telling you everything you did wrong, everything you could’ve done. The dreaded darkness of your mind had returned after the practice battle had been announced, taunting you that you would be the reason your team would fail. 
Some reasonable part of your brain spoke out, telling you that you had the literal saviors of Olympus at your side, doing most of the heavy work. Your place in the plan Annabeth had laid out for you was to cause confusion to the opposing team, as you had the ability of creating illusions. A simple part in a great plan, yet you couldn’t help but overthink every aspect of what could go wrong. What if you led them straight to Percy? What if your illusion gave out and doing so ruined the plan? What if you forgot who you were supposed to be confusing, as many of your friends were on the opposing team? Your mind spiraled as you walked through camp, your eyes hazy as you glanced over your friends. Annabeth was still looking at maps, leaning over a table with them sprawled out, her braids piled up on her head in a bun, keeping her hair from her neck due to the heat. Percy and Jason were taking a break, the son of Zeus grumbling as Percy doused himself with his water bottle, smirking at what his friend deemed as ‘cheating’. The Hunters of Artemis were also partaking in this dual camp competition, adding onto the layers of stress and anxiety already piling in your head. Thalia, Jason’s older sister who could send butterflies fluttering in your stomach with just a simple glance, couldn’t see you fail. Some part of you wished she could’ve chosen the team opposing yours but of course she had to jokingly carry on the Roman/Greek sibling rivalry. If she was competing against you, at least your failure would be her success. 
As you walked through the Camp, stumbling as you tried to get to Cabin 14 - your breath was coming in short and your eyesight blurring. You couldn’t have an attack in front of everyone, the voices in your head couldn’t be proven right. Thankfully, when you walked through the door, you noticed the absence of your siblings. You couldn’t even make it to your bed as you slid down the wall, tapping your fingers together in an attempt to calm yourself down. 
“Come on, Y/N, it’s a game of glorified capture the flag, you don’t need to get this worked up over it.” 
As you berated yourself under your breath, you didn’t hear the door open behind you.
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Thalia was worried. You had looked off all day, your normally sparkling personality dimmed as you practically acted like a zombie. She watched as you walked through camp, your eyes gliding over everyone. Eventually, she stood up in worry as your steps became uneven on your way to your cabin. She locked eyes with Annabeth, who left the table when she saw Thalia’s concerned look. The daughter of Athena followed Thalia’s gaze to watch as you went into the cabin. 
“Are they okay?” Annabeth asked, her brow furrowing, growing concern for her longtime friend. Thalia just shook her head in confusion, turning to walk in your direction. 
“I don’t know, to be honest. But they’ve been acting worryingly all day. I’m gonna go talk to them, tell Jason he can take my place training with Percy.” 
“Oh come on!” She heard Jason’s complaint at the idea of not taking a break and smirked as she walked. When she pushed open the door, she heard your whispered voice criticizing yourself quietly. Slowly, she came to kneel in front of you, taking in your slightly shaky form. 
“Y/N?” 
Your head shot up, eyes widening at the voice. Seeing Thalia kneeling in front of you with worry in her bright eyes was your breaking point. Tears welled up in your eyes, streaming down your face in an embarrassing amount. Thalia was quick to move next to you, arms wrapping around you hesitantly. You collapse into the comfort and let your tears be a vessel for your panic. After a few minutes of Thalia rubbing your back in circles, you leaned back a bit. 
“I’m sorry, I’m being stupid-” Before you could finish your sentence, Thalia interrupted you. 
“Nope, you’re not invalidating yourself right now, Y/N. I’ve been worried all day, what’s going on?” 
You blinked at her words, surprised someone noticed you. Thalia wanted to laugh at the look on your face but given the current situation she held back. You finally gathered your thoughts, forcing out your words. 
“It’s just- the upcoming battle, game, whatever. I don’t think I can do it.”
Thalia did a small double take, which you interpreted incorrectly. 
“Yeah, I told you it’s dumb.”
Thalia pursed her lips and pulled you closer to her, shaking her head. 
“That is not what I meant. If you don’t want to do the game, that is absolutely fine. No one is expecting you to force yourself into something uncomfortable. But before you make a final decision, will you tell me what’s going on?” 
You licked your dry lips and swallowed, steadying yourself. 
“It’s just, this is bringing back memories. Memories I would rather forget. Also, what if I mess up the plan? Annabeth is scary when she’s mad, Thalia, I can’t have her mad at me. I can’t have anyone mad, or disappointed, with me.”
Thalia just looked at you, her eyes softening. 
“Hey,” her voice soft as she got you to look at her, “That’s not dumb at all. Actually, I think you’re being so strong right now.” 
You scoffed, gesturing to yourself. 
“Yep, the epitome of strength right here. Cower in fear, world.” 
Thalia wasn’t amused by your sarcasm, continuing her speech. 
“You’re being strong because you’re feeling your emotions. I think we’re all having flashbacks and memories of the past but instead of allowing ourselves to process them, we’re ignoring it. You aren’t alone in this Y/N, don’t shut yourself away in your mind to fend off the voices alone, you have so many people who care about you. I care about you, let me help.”
Your eyes widened at her confession, leaving you speechless. You nodded in agreement, feeling a bit of the tension in your chest being relieved. Thalia stood up, holding a hand out for you. As you took it, she didn’t let go once you were standing. 
“Now, let’s go take a break from planning and training - then once your mind feels clearer, we’ll decide what will happen with the practice battle.”
Smiling, you walked out of the Cabin with Thalia, the world around you feeling less dim, the air around you shining once more.
a/n: im sorry if this wasn't great lol - i haven't written for Thalia yet and im rusty in my skills rn. but thank you for reading and i can't wait to write more for this fandom!!
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fr-ogii · 6 months
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life onboard the argo ii
frank zhang, hazel levesque, piper mclean, jason grace, leo valdez, percy jackson, annabeth chase
x gn!reader; poc friendly
masterlist
⚠️ :: the relationship the reader has with the 7 could be romantic or platonic, it’s up for your interpretation. you know your own age, don’t be weird with it.
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-> sure there are a couple arguments here and there, some bigger than others, but breakfast usually solves all the problems that arise. if the argument happened the night before, it gave time to rest and think about the issue and how it could be resolved. if it was earlier that morning, breakfast still worked. they were forced to interact, even if it was just “jason, will you pass me the syrup?” plus, no one thinks well on an empty stomach. the warmth of pancakes will fix even the worst of mindsets - the ones that only want to fight with the people they’ve been stuck with for months.
-> sleeping cuddled together is a common occurrence on the argo ii. sometimes it just gets lonely spending everyday up in the sky or down on the ground facing more monsters. it becomes monotonous. feeling the warmth provided by huddling together with another member (or members) of the argo ii will provid you some comfort at the very least. you aren’t alone. coach won’t like it. “doors open!” but no one can help it, especially given that almost everyone was dating someone else on the ship.
-> movie nights <3 ———— there would be so much arguing over what movie to watch, especially when hazel’s from a different time entirely and jason had his memory wiped. annabeth, after nearly flipping her lid when leo dared to comment on one of greta gerwig’s films, drew up a week-long calendar of who could pick a movie for each day. having a month-long calendar seemed both to be wishful thinking they would be around that long, and incredibly sad to imagine they’d still be stuck on this ship for another month.
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olympus-library · 2 years
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Y/N: That's ridiculous, Leo doesn't have a crush on me.
Piper : Yes he does.
Jason : Yes he does.
Leo: Yes I do.
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thek1ngtalks · 1 year
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Meeting...
PT 1. @writerofthewinds asked and I shall answer
Jason Grace
You meet Jason Grace before he leaves Lupa's training.
You were only 6 when you had found your way to Lupa. You were being chased by monsters, scaly and sharp-toothed, when she had leapt into it's path and she single (pawedly?) handedly destroyed them into golden dust
You were taken back to her den, a little sniffly and injured, and she began training you immediately.
You weren't the only one she was training though. There was another boy with blond hair and a thin scar on his lip. He growled at you when he saw you, like he was a real wolf like Lupa
He didn't seem very nice but he was the only other person there so you still talked to him, even though he'd only respond in snarls.
You'd fight together and against each other often and it quickly became obvious just how stronger he was. You couldn't beat him in a fight but you two at least worked damn well together
You had asked Lupa once how old he was only to find out that he was a few months older than you, which felt like a stab to the gut. How dare he be older than you on top of being stronger
You only worked harder to stand on the same level as him, which seemed to please Lupa
Eventually, though you're not sure when, he had stopped snarling at you when you talked to him. You were succeeding in domesticating him! Now he was actually talking in broken sentences, though it was mostly to Lupa, occasionally he would respond to you
Of course he had started training under Lupa far earlier than you and one day she had taken him with her on a hunt and came back without him. You weren't allowed to ask where he went, she'd only reveal it when you passed your own training.
For the next year you had trained until finally gotten as far as Lupa could take you and she guided you toward Camp Jupiter.
You're greeted to Jason Grace, the Praetor instead of Jason, the feral kid. He is still quiet but there is no sharp snaggle-toothed snarling, though his stare is still as deep and menacing as a wolf's. He's,,, different.
You're unsure how you feel about that until you watch him for the first time standing as an imposing figure watching over the Field of Mars, lips pressed tightly together. He is the perfect praetor and you hate it.
You manage to meet him face-to-face after a good two weeks. He was alone for once, which meant this was a your only chance unless you wanted to wait another century for this miracle.
He had recognized you immediately and then there was a hint of the same kid who was more wolf than boy. His tense shoulders roll back and he stand in a more familiar stance, one much looser and relaxed.
His jaw loosens and you greet him first, following Lupa's way of greeting. A ducked head, pressing nose to cheek before half-stepping back. Jason follows like second nature even though your centurion told you that no one used that greeting anymore.
You spend an hour talking the same way you used to, where you did all the work and Jason responded in huffs, growls, one worded replies. It was familiar to you even after so much time.
You continue to chase after him even though he's so busy.
Actually, the reason you keep bothering him is because he's so busy. He is so young, he is barely older than you, and you know you couldn't do half of what he has to so you do the only thing you can.
You're there for him.
For a kid whose entire life has been abandonment, change, danger, you offer yourself a pillar of stability. If a rope snaps on a suspension bridge the whole thing falls down so you took up the job of fixing the ropes, protecting the bridge.
You both quickly developed an almost codependency on one another but admittedly, you're both stronger together than apart.
And years later, when you're both 18, Jason goes missing. One day he's there and the next it's like he disappeared.
You make quick work and pick up his slack. After so long of shadowing him you've almost subconsciously learnt the job of a praetor, so even though you lack the credentials you've assisted Reyna through it all.
More than once you've acted as each other's crutch, a large part of both of you missing— trying to forcibly mend the gap with meetings and paper work. It doesn't work well but you both manage to last, albeit haphazardly.
And when a boy with windswept hair and sea green eyes comes into the picture, things look up. You start learning to be independent, to be a leader, and then a giant war ship arrives. You see Jason, his new friends, and his girlfriend Piper, a lovely girl you're sure but it all feels like a betrayal. When he looks at you, it is with the same Praetor Jason Grace stare. There is no snaggle tooth, not even a nod.
And then he's off again with a fiery exit and you and Reyna are left to pick up the pieces again. You're both working to stop Octavian from pulling any cheep tricks when Reyna has to break the ancient law to chase after Jason and now it's just you.
You work hard against Octavian but there's not much you can stop without being a Praetor yourself. When he dies though, you do feel a little better.
After the war cools down and everyone starts licking their wounds, Jason is the one to go and find you. He talks low and smooth, asks why he can't seem to get you out of his mind, asks what you meant to him. When you tell him you were best friends, he shakes his head and says there has to be something more.
He tells you his plans to leave Camp Jupiter and how Piper broke up with him. You can't help being mad at him for abandoning you again but you're proud too because this, this is the Jason you had met all those years ago, feral and unashamed.
After a month of working to bring his memory back he kisses you, cradling your face between two scarred hands, and you wonder if this was something the old Jason would've done. You stop wondering when his eyes meet yours and you know, maybe this has always been inevitable for you two.
When you meet his friends as partners the only thing they do is get on his case about taking too long. Piper, who you've since learned is a bad bitch, whole heartedly approves and things are looking bright.
And happily ever after, no other books after that. It ends there. Shoo Apollo, go away.
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[This is,,, longer than Percy's and Nico's combined idek how brainrot maybe]
[Anyways hint for what I'm working on next because I can't keep my mouth shut: ✨️ soulmates ✨️, do with that what you will (aka what i mentioned last time i just never got started on it ngl)]
[L0v3, k1ng]
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cabinofimagines · 2 years
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un-thinkable (sweet dreams) | j.g
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→ synopsis ; you couldn’t have slipped from his grasp that easily, could you ? surely it was a nightmare, something so horrid could never happen in real life, right ? jason thinks so. so, where were you ?
→ request ; jason grace x reader angst-to-fluff scenario/one shot where he wakes up from a nightmare before reaching over to his s/o for comfort only to find that they're not there and thinks maybe the reader left him or something happened but they were just in the kitchen getting some water? thanks!
→ word count ; 1789
→ pairings ; jason grace x reader
→ genre ; slice of life | angst | fluff
→ warnings ; depictions of death, depictions of bodily harm (strangling & broken spine)
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You weren’t supposed to be there
It was too high, too unsafe, and all he could think was that you weren’t supposed to be there. Where did you come from, actually? Last thing Jason remembered was being at the top of the Empire State Building, being threatened by his step mother over something trivial.
It was loud and he couldn’t focus and all he could think about was that you weren’t supposed to be there.
The wind rushed in his ears. Juno was furious, overbearing; lightning cracked between his fingertips and Jason kept an eye on you. What were you doing there? With his brain clouded, he set his eyes on his step mother once more, letting the words coming from her mouth corner him like a predator to its prey.
“It’s better for them to die now, lest you take after your father.” Juno spoke sadly, turning towards you. “My dear, it’s better to die of anything than to live with a broken heart.” Jason blinked, fingers twitching. So you were there, but how did you get there?
“Wait- Wait a second. Die? I have to die so Jace doesn’t cheat on me?” You asked, laughing nervously. The wind whipped through your hair, nearly blinding you as your eyes became watery, and you stumbled. “I don’t think he’s gonna cheat on me. Maybe you’re-“
“He’s the son of Jupiter, you insolent half-breed. Sooner or later you’ll be on your knees begging Venus to fix what went awry in your relationship, and she won’t be able to help you.” Juno spat, approaching you quickly. You backed up as far as you could, nearly slipping as the heels of your shoes hit the edge of the roof.
“Hey- Get away from them-“ Jason finally speaks up, but his voice sounds foggy, too far, even to himself. He rushed towards the both of you, and his blue eyes met your own as Juno’s hand wrapped around your throat with the utmost of grace. Your eyes went wide.
“Jason- Jace-“ You started, struggling in the goddess’ hold.
“How pathetic. Calling for a man who doesn’t love you?” Juno hummed, lifting you off of your feet. You struggled violently, looking at your boyfriend helplessly.
Jason managed to grip Juno’s arm, hand like a vice as electricity pumped through his fingertips. “Let them go. What my father has done to you has nothing to do with me, or them. Don’t make me hurt you.” He spoke lowly, and Juno stared down at him, annoyance written all over her face.
“Do you really think you’d be able to harm me, Jason Grace? Your father was never able to get me to cower in fear. Neither will you.” She spat, and her movements were quick as you were flung backwards, and over the edge of the roof.
The scream that followed you as you plummeted was haunting. With only your preservation on his mind, Jason let go of his step mother, racing towards the edge of the roof and diving off, hoping to gain more speed to catch up to you.
You weren’t supposed to be there and Jason knew you weren’t supposed to be there and yet there you were anyway, plummeting towards the pavement faster than Jason could think. “Jason!” You cried out, and he thinks he felt your tears hit his face as you flailed, begging for him to catch you.
He had to catch you. Harnessing the wind around him he forced himself to plummet faster, faster. And yet it wasn’t enough, it was never enough as you were always just out of his grasp, falling just faster than he could manage. If he was just a bit faster, if he could just-
Your face changed. Below him, you started to sob, begging him to catch you. Begging him to do anything just to get to you. Jason’s heart was racing, and his entire body felt like it had been through the ringer more than enough times. Yet he pushed on because he had to catch you. There was no other option.
Jason shifted his hand, swiping at the air below you to pull you back up to him at the last second. A sickening crunch filled his ears, and his eyes widened as he watched you go limp. “No. No- no no no no no- no-“ He spoke, steadying himself as he got to the ground on his feet. “No- hey, Y/n. Hey- hey babe-“ He approached you cautiously, cradling your neck in one hand as he held you against himself. “Hey- you gotta get up. You’re okay- hey-“ He whispered quietly, tears forming in his eyes.
“Oh my god- are they okay? Did they-“ A woman looked up at the Empire State Building, a grimace on her face. “I’ll call 911- oh my god-“ She breathed, pulling out her phone and dialing the number.
She spoke into the phone, but Jason couldn’t hear her anymore. Eyes filled with tears, he could barely make out your face as your head hung dangerously in his hold. He tried feeling for a pulse, any pulse, and yet he felt nothing, no heartbeat, no pulse, no breathing. “No-“ Throat tight, Jason tensed up, holding you tighter. “No- this can’t-“ He couldn’t speak.
“We’re at the bottom of the Empire State Building- yes. Yeah, I’m not sure what’s happening but they’re not- no breathing. I don’t think he found a pulse either. I think they jumped?” The woman spoke into her phone, eyes filled with worry as she watched Jason cry into the fabric you wore. “They’re dead- oh god-“ She whispered, voice shaky.
Jason couldn’t breathe.
Sitting up and gasping for air, he clutched at the blankets covering him, knuckles white. A cold sweat made his clothes stick to his body, and his mind was foggy. Blinking slowly, he felt the mattress around him, grounding him to real life. “Fuck- okay.” He muttered, feeling around the bed.
His hands grazed your side of the bed.
The bed was empty. Unfocused blue eyes blinked quickly, shifting around the room as they looked for one thing only, mild panic settling into his bones as he couldn’t find you. Electricity danced in his fingertips, shifting from one to the other.
Haphazardly, he got out of bed, squinting as he looked for any trace of you. Jason nearly knocked his glasses off his dresser, and he practically shoved him onto his face as he got out of his room, rushing towards the next room, any room, just to-
“Jace?” He froze, and you blinked at him, cocking your head. His breaths were uneven and heavy; you rested a hand on his shoulder, feeling him tense beneath you. His mind was still clouded with sleep. “Are you okay? Here-“ You handed him the glass of water in your other hand, furrowing your eyebrows slightly. “Did ya have a bad dream?” You yawned, rubbing at one of your eyes.
A yelp escaped your lips as strong arms wrapped around your middle and he hoisted you up into his arms, grip tight and relentless. Your legs wrapped around his torso, and he grumbled something into your shoulder as he carried you back to his room, fingers trembling and shocking you slightly. “Jace, hey- what’s wrong-“
He drops you onto his bed, and the water in your cup nearly spilled everywhere had you not had half a mind to set it aside. “Jason.” You spoke, more firmly, and he blinked at you, then looked down at his hands.
“I’m sorry.” He muttered, and you sighed, pulling him closer.
“What’s wrong?” You asked again, and his hands came up to cradle your face, still shaky but no longer shocking you.
“Jus’ a bad dream. Very bad. But you’re okay, and alive, and here so it’s- it’s fine.” Jason pressed chaste kisses to your lips, quick and filled with a sort of fear. It wasn’t common for him to be so affectionate, and yet here he was, practically smothering you.
“Jace-“ You hummed in-between kisses, watching as your boyfriend eased up on the affection. “Baby I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what happened.” Your hand found its way into his blond hair, and he sighed as you raked your fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.
He didn’t want to tell you. It was just a dream, after all, there’s no need to tell you. His eyes met yours, and your pointed stare forced the words right out of his mouth. “Juno. I had a dream she threw you off of the Empire State Building, and you fell. You were crying and I couldn’t catch you. I almost had you but you-“ Jason winced, the sickening crunch playing over in his head once more.
You held his face, him, your world, in your hands. “Jason, I'm right here. I’m not going anywhere if I can help it.” You laughed softly, and watched as a small smile adorned his lips. “I’m okay. We're okay.” You breathed, and a sigh escaped his lips as he leaned forward, sending you back into his bed.
Pinned beneath him, you huffed, and he pressed kisses along your jaw before settling on top of you, burying his face in your neck. He pulled his glasses off and tossed them somewhere in the room haphazardly, before sighing and settling his hips between your legs comfortably.
His arms held you tight. “You’re like a big baby, I swear- you’re crushing me-“ You wheezed dramatically, and Jason sank further into you, crushing you against his mattress. You sputtered beneath him, and felt him smile against your skin. “Asshole- get off-“ You laughed breathily, and he shifted ever so slightly, allowing air to reach your lungs once more. You hummed in content, and he grumbled, pressing his face against your shoulder.
Jason wanted to wrap himself in your being and never let go. He wanted to drown in you, entirely, the only sounds being your soft breaths and the hammer of your heart against his ears. For a moment, he felt entirely too selfish, and he embraced it, fingers tracing beneath your shirt as you fell asleep beneath him, fingers lost in his hair.
Losing you in his dream was enough.
He pressed a chaste kiss to your collarbone, and watched you shift towards his touch. Humming softly, he closed his eyes, feeling the rise and fall of your breath beneath him.
Sometimes he wished he were the son of Kronos, able to stop the flow of time whenever he pleased.
If he could, he’d never leave.
There wasn’t a more blissful life to him than being wrapped up in your arms for all eternity.
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→ a/n ; is this ooc ???? i don’t actually give a fuck ;) i actually adore the idea of a clingy jason behind closed doors so y’all r just gonna have to deal w/ it - jj <3
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frickingnerd · 9 months
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jason crushing on a child of hades
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pairing: jason grace x gn!reader
tags: fluff, wholesome, canon divergent
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you and jason were both part of the prophecy of the seven halfbloods and met when he came to camp half blood
back then jason didn't have his memories back and he assumed all the stereotypical things about the children of hades that everyone would if they heard the name hades
but when he met you, he was surprised to find that you weren't quite what he was expecting
jason had assumed children of hades were loners and not very social, but this couldn't be further from the truth
you weren't just close with percy, annabeth and the others from the prophecy, but you also had a great relationship with all of your siblings
you were the eldest child of hades, so you always took care of your younger siblings and helped them and everyone else wherever you could
jason quickly fell in love with how caring and kind you were
during a time where he didn't know anything about himself or who he could trust, he felt comfortable around you and he knew you always had good intentions
he was hesitant to confess to you and took until he return to camp jupiter to confess his feelings to you
once he knew more about his past, he could finally look towards a future with you by his side!
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planetwaynez · 2 years
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Birthday tears
So, I am in a mood today. I was planning to post some fluffy cutie little piece for Jason's birthday and ended up in angst.
Jason Todd x gn!reader
Hope you enjoy <3
You wanted to be the object of all of his desires but you could only dream.
When you are young, they assume you know nothing. But there was one thing that you knew with every part of your body. Jason Todd is the love of your life, your soulmate and your forever partner in crime. 
You know every ounce of his, all his little quirks and mannerisms. You know how to read him as if he was an open book. You regret nothing.
Jason is the bane of your existence and the object of all your desires. And even though you love him, you always knew you would curse him, especially for not being yours.
Your mind travels to all your moments together, and realize that maybe you were always the one in love. You watch as he hugs her, a smile on his face while he softly blows the candles in his birthday cake.
This is his first birthday party in years, and he is genuinely enjoying it. All the people he cares about in secret are in the dining room, he is behind the table with her taking pictures and talking happily with others. You feel your heart ache. You don't know how she does it, but she did. She is making him enjoy the day he came to the world. With his family and friends. You always tried to do the same and never got a result. But she did.
And so you smile as natural and big as possible, push back the tears and give your best acting in years. You pretend to be happy, to enjoy the food even though it tastes like paper, to dance excitingly with Steph and Cass, to be interested in Tim’s new Star Wars comic book. You pretend and pretend.
And when you are finally home you cry and cry and cry. You wanted to be her, to be kissed by him, hugged by him, to have him whispering in your ear. You wanted and waited and wished. And nothing ever came to you in all those years.
You sit on your couch and look at the wall in front of you, thinking that you wanted to be the bane of Jason’s existence and the object of all of his desires. 
Your heart aches, but when you see the video that Dick posted of Jason and Artemis you can’t hate her. You can’t find flaws in her. You can’t blame him for loving her and not you.
You can only move on. 
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averys-place · 3 months
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Considering writing a Percy or Jason x chronically ill! gn! reader cause I’m recovering from Covid atm and it made my chronic pain ✨worse✨
What do we think?
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kiwisandpearls · 11 months
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I’m thinking about making a small hurt/comfort platonic Mizuki Akiyami x gn reader fanfic and a small hurt/comfort platonic Percy Jackson and Jason Grace x kid reader fanfic. If anyone has any ideas for other x reader fanfics ask away :P, but please not I will not under any circumstances be taking romantic, hurt/no comforts, or smut-related requests. I also will not be doing any female reader fanfics either.
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