Jasico Bingo Challenge #3

Jasico Bingo Challenge #3

Prompt: Secret Relationship

Conner, Clovis, Nico, and Jason all sat at the Hade's table, talking absently over their breakfasts. Clovis being the exception, as he was passed out asleep next to Nico. Jason sat across from the son of Hades, and next to him Conner.

They were an odd group of people, all left alone at camp together for the summer. Conner, alone with Travis attending New Rome, usually sat at the Hades table anyways. The Hermes cabin was always far too crowded.

"Nico," Connor started, picking at his oatmeal like it was prison food, "you have a crush on anyone right now?"

Nico furrowed his eyebrows. "...no?"

Conner nodded. "Listen, man, I think you need to start dating."

"No thanks."

Jason chuckled. Nico kicked him under the table.

"Why not? I'm sure you have guys falling at your feet," Conner prodded, laughing.

"Yeah Neeks," Jason laughed too, but a little harder. "Why not?"

Nico kicked him slightly harder.

"I could set you up with someone," Conner offered, waving his spoon around.

"No thanks," Nico said slightly faster.

"You sure? I know some people who would be interested."

"Very sure. Thanks for the offer."

Jason was laughing so hard Nico felt the urge to kick him again, but decided against it. He'd let him have his fun for now.

Conner decided to drop the topic for the rest of breakfast. But it put no end to Jason's amusement.

After what felt like an eternity for Nico, breakfast ended and the table dispersed to their own cabins, shaking Clovis awake.

Nico got a few moments of peace in his cabin before the door was practically busted in by Jason.

Jason still had a smile plastered on his face. Nico rolled his eyes, but he smiled too. Nico opened his arms, waiting for Jason to come lay with him.

"Why aren't you dating anyone, Neeks?" Jason quoted, laughing hysterically.

"Shut up," Nico laughed.

Jason pulled Nico into his arms, kissing him with a smile. Nico wrapped his arms around Jason's neck, kissing him a little deeper to make up for their lost time earlier. Jasons hands rubbed circles on Nico's back.

"I knew it!" A voice yelled from the doorway.

Nico practically jumped out of his skin, turning his head to see none other than Conner, phone in hand and pointing at Nico and Jason on the bed.

"Damn it," Nico laughed, getting up with Jason and proceeding to chase Conner around camp for his phone for an hour.

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Jasico Bingo challenge: #2

Prompt: Painting Nails

Nico's hands shook more than they used to. After a gruesome fight that ended up with some nerves in his arm being a little worse for wear, his steady hands were lost to a warrior's death.

Of course, he fought it. It was his right hand, the one he wrote with. So, he practiced until he could write perfectly with his left hand. The pen felt foreign, but he made it work. No one seemed to notice the switch, no one but Jason.

Jason was used to watching Nico do almost everything. It was just how they worked.

When Nico started training and sparing with his sword and knives clutched in the wrong hand, he noticed but just assumed it was some new technique.

Nico sat at his desk one night. Jason lay on the bed in the Hades cabin. The bed was practically his anyway.

After a series of annoyed sighs and the sound of nail polish remover swishing, Jason sat up to check on him.

A scowl pained his face as he attempted to apply the thick black nail polish on his left hand. His right shook, making it practically impossible.

Nico sighed and put the cap on before giving up, and turning on his phone. He hardly noticed Jason's staring.

"What's up?" Jason prodded, noticing the frustrated look on the other's face.

"Nothing," Nico said absently. His voice had almost no affliction, like usual.

"You sure?"

Nico sighed loudly, unable to lie to Jason in any capacity. "Fine. Yeah. I'm just frustrated. It's dumb though," he said pointedly. His words were sharp as knives, but he made sure they didn't cut Jason.

"It's not dumb. What is it?"

"My hand is shaking too much and I can't paint some of my nails. It's not that big of a deal, I just don't like having them unpainted."

Jason nodded. "Why're they shaking?" He prodded, standing up just to flip done on the second, far less comfortable, chair by Nico's desk.

"They just...do that," Nico mumbled. He held up his right hand, showing how it trembled and twitched against his will.

Jason twisted his face. "I don't think that's normal."

Nico mumbled something inaudible, somehow unable to admit when any of his quests went mildly wrong.

"Did something happen?"

"I just messed up some nerves a while ago. It was months ago. It's just bad right now, and I don't know why," he confessed, words spilling out of his mouth like they would disappear on his tongue if he didn't get them out fast enough.

Nico studied his shaking hand. Maybe if he stared hard enough it would stop.

Jason, without another word, picked up the nail polish bottle and took Nico's hand gently in his own. He had never painted nails, but he'd watched Thalia and Nico do it enough to get the idea.

It wasn't great, but Nico smiled as he worked. Inexperienced hands painted diligently on delicate ones, feeling the stiffness and steadiness of Nico's undamaged hand. He almost preferred the violent shaking over unreadable rigidness.

Still, he completed his work and looked up at Nico to see if he was pleased.

Nico examined his hand. "Might've been better if I just did it," he laughed.

Jason feigned a gasp, forcing a laugh out of Nico's throat.

"Kidding," Nico said lightly, pulling Jason into a tight hug before pressing a small kiss to his cheek. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

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Jasico Bingo Challenge #5!

Prompt: Domestic Fluff

Nico always hated doing the dishes. Something about the chunks of food and boiling water made his skin itch just to think about it.

When he and Jason moved in together, it was made pretty apparent that Nico had an outstanding lack of cooking skills, so he started doing the dishes after dinner to make up for Jason always having to cook.

He hated it every time. However, he never brought it up. He didn't want to make Jason feel bad about him doing the one chore he despised almost every day.

After dinner one late Friday night, Nico tied up his too-long hair into the most pathetic ponytail he'd ever seen and turned on the sink.

Jason, tired from drawing alters all day, padded over on the cold tile and stood behind him. He wrapped his arms around Nico's waist and stooped down to rest his head on the smaller demigod's.

Nico laughed to himself and leaned into Jason's touch. "You're touchy tonight," Nico mumbled, scrubbing a plate. They should really invest in paper plates.

Jason muttered something inaudible. Nico examined the graphite that was almost always on Jason's hands. He should also invest in getting Jason to take more breaks.

Reaching over to place a dish on the drying rack, Nico stifled a sigh. Jason's warmth against him wasn't enough to make this suck any less.

"Thanks for always doing the dishes, Neeks. I know you hate it," Jason muttered, kissing Nico's cheek.

Nico scoffed. "I don't hate it," he said, embarrassed he'd been found out.

"Nico, baby, when you do the dishes you look at them like you're trying to kill them," Jason laughed.

Nico scrunched his nose before laughing along with him. "If you knew I hated it why don't you do it," he laughed, having to put down the dish he was washing to laugh.

Jason laughed more, holding Nico tighter. "You look cute when you're angry," he said.

Nico feigned offense. "You're such a jerk!" he said between giggles, hitting Jason with the wash rag.

After calming down from his laughter a little, Jason decided to add to the offense. "Also, I really like when you tie your hair up. You always do when you do the dishes," he said, still chuckling.

Nico threw his hands up, laughing again. "You could've just asked me to put my hair up!"

"In my defense, I didn't think you would if I asked."

"You're right, I wouldn't. But still!"

Somewhere between laughter and fake arguing, the dishes got done and they retired to their bed.

"I will never forgive you for this betrayal," Nico said, a smile still playing on his lips. He lay with one arm wrapped around Jason's back and the other tangled in his hair.

"You love me," Jason said, tired.

"Not anymore."

They fell asleep soon after. Nico's fingers were still pruny from the dishes, but at least they were also rubbing Jason's scalp.

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collapsing star

Just remembered that instead of going to bed at a reasonable hour last night I made a tier list ranking every male pokemon npc based on how divorced I think they are. This is a catastrophic discourse waiting to happen

millennium born, industry made: a y2k celebrity au klance fanfic 🎥🌐📀🏳️‍🌈📸

read chapter one here!

art by @vldlance

In a world still celebrating that the y2k bug did not, miraculously, instigate the complete collapse of society, Keith Kogane once again finds himself navigating the glittery, plastic world of Hollywood as golden actor Takashi Shirogane's far less likable younger brother. He's become used to the paparazzi, talk shows, and horrifically low-cut denim of his current surroundings, but he can't quite find it in himself to allow annoying newcomer Lance McClain to schmooze his way into mentorship by Shiro as many others have done. Lance is nothing if not persistent, however, and he slowly carves his way into Keith's life and heart despite Keith's best efforts. Keith is well aware of the public scrutiny and cruelty that comes with being openly gay, and has vowed to avoid living through that at all costs—but how can he fall in love when he's not allowed to show it? Can a restricted but safe love be a replacement for an open one? Or is there, just maybe, a chance that this new millennium can hold a space for even an incredibly public relationship between people like Keith and Lance?

finally finally posting this! i've been working on it for a while and have most of the fic planned out :] this is my first chaptered fic like...ever? so i'm really excited and i hope y'all will enjoy this intro to it as much as i enjoyed making it.

please tell me your thoughts if you have any! i embrace the serialized nature of fanfiction, so i'm not against people giving me feedback and ideas even if i have the overarching story planned.

again, i hope you enjoy!! i recommend playing 2000s music while you read :)