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Study Date Headcanons

warnings; none ! characters; percy jackson, jason grace, + leo valdez author's note; did i technically write a study date fic already ? yes. did i write it with my big 3 ? no !! also i wrote this during breaks on my AP psych assignments so it's a tad bit wonky.. T^T

PERCY JACKSON -

oh boy.. you guys rarely get any actual work done-

but it's very fun either way !

i feel like he has a self established award system so that for every problem he gets right, he gets a kiss..

which usually just ends in him asking super easy questions he already knows the answer to in order to get one.

"hey, the answer to #5 is y = 7.5 , right ?" "uhh.. yeah ? you've gone over that like five times-" "crazy ! i got the answer right though SOOO"

very ineffective method, but you still fall for it

in the scenario where you do get some work done, it's usually bc both of you procrastinated super hard

(we hate deadlines in his household !!)

anywho, lots of snacks too ! like blueberries, blue cookies his mom made, other various things to yer liking !

amazing with science for whatever reason ??? so go to him for help !!

i give him aaaaa 9.5/10 on the study date scale: only productive when necessary but worth it for the kisses !

JASON GRACE -

the most studious person on earth, literally has never missed a deadline !

except that one time but that's bc demigod stuff

has decent handwriting ??(he was raised by wolves okay :c) but enough that you can share notes with having to decipher anything

really good in english but simply bc latin influences on it

will study for like.. 3 hours straight without breaks so you have to grab him by the ear to relax and drink something other than cold coffee and flat red bull..

takes a crap ton of ap and honors classes it's unbelievable, so def the man to go to for anything !!

ermm classical music or pure silence, no in-between ! unless you play the music which is usually what happens

makes you tea/coffee before hand since it helps him focus so he just assumes it'll help you

not necessarily a study headcanon but if you share classes he ALWAYS partners up with you !

anyways, i got sidetracked 10/10 on the study date scale: very productive evening !

LEO VALDEZ -

MY BOYFRIEND EVER !!!

another ap and honors class taker so pls ask him for help in literally anything !

ESPECIALLY MATH 🗣️🗣️

probably takes like.. algebra 2 freshman year

anyways, not the most focused person but he gets his work done super fast despite that !

fast and correctly might i add, like it pisses teachers off when he talks on class and is like "oh i already finished !"

makes you dance with him during study breaks :3 doesn't matter how late it is or if yer in the library, yer dancing to whatever music is playing in the earbuds you guys are sharing

if he finishes his work early he either helps you or just.. stares at you longingly ?? very sappy

he also draws all over his notes so good luck trying to read them !

he gets an 12/10 on the study date scale: im bias + i hate math and would kill for this man to help me with it.. T^T

THIS WAS ACTUALLY SO FUN TO WRITE- might start doing more multiple character works tbh.. anyways !! hope you enjoyed loves🩷 also it was very tempting to put connor in here :(( kinda wish i did but i have work to do !!

Jason Grace | You're on your own / kid You always have been

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I started dreamin' - Jason Grace x Childish!Reader

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Jason Grace x Childish!Reader

warnings; none ! author's notes; STAND ALONE JASON GRACE CONTENT AFTER YEARS OF TRYING TO CONVINCE MYSELF TO WRITE FOR HIM :(( i love you jason grace, you would've adored watching cartoons with me !

MR SERIOUS AND HIS SUPER UNSERIOUS PARTNER ???

you already know they're gonna be the power couple !!!

sticking stickers on him when he's stressing over demigod things or school work maybe

like he's clenching his pencil/sword in his hand and you just show up putting a little "you can do it !" star sticker on his face and he loosens up a bit

has an entire notebook filled with stickers you've given him :3

his desk is ALSO full of the sheets, empty and filled

moving on from stickers !

you make him watch cartoons with you fairly often, mainly just because he likes being around you and it's usually what you're doing anyways soo

would've ate up scooby doo me thinks and maybe adventure time ? maybe even over the garden wall

CRAYON DRAWING TOGETHER ??

because what better way to destress from almost dying everyday of your life than to draw your partner in crayon ?

really likes the older Disney movies like aristocats and lady and the tramp !

comments on how they're kinda like you guys which makes you go crazy

gifting each other little trinkets ?? i think soo !!!

you guys probably have like- matching lps toys

and you do stuff like this with them^^

Leo teases him for it but he really does nott care. like at all.

as long as you're happy, he's happy and he wouldn't have it any other way !

he honestly finds your ability to stay so happy go lucky and positive quite amusing

you're a demigod risking their life everyday and yet you still like coloring and dragging a stuffed animal around like a child ?

he just wonders how you do it..

continuing on, i think you being childish and loud probably helps him break some of his.. prim and proper Roman child soldier stuff !

like sometimes you'll catch him having a little skip on his step or humming a song you got stuck in his head

anything that breaks character for him is a little win in your book :)

starts keeping little candies you like on him maybe ?

like he always has fruit snacks or sour gummy worms for you

nobody really questions it and just assumes someone just gave it to him

that's until you show up by his side and he hands it to you with a soft smile !

probably warns you about cavities and whatnot but im sure he realizes it's never gonna stick-

this was kind of all over the place so im super sorry for that ! i just REALLY needed to finally writing something for one of my faves :((

Hoo Boys x Reader Headcanons You Come Home Covered In Bruises

Percy Jackson would go batshit insane. Someone is dying. The man would literally kill a god for his friends. He'd sit you down and demand to know who hurt you. Whoever hurt you would be dead. Percy would absolutely make sure you were okay first. If you insisted that no one hurt you, he would threaten to kill a rock or a door or whatever you claimed caused the bruising. No one touches a friend of Percy Jackson. No one especially touches his lover.

Jason Grace would panic. How on Earth could something else be powerful enough to give you that much bruising? He'd stay calm, obviously. But internally, he'd be a wreck. He'd pull you aside and ask you if you were okay. He'd reassure you that no one was mad at you and you weren't going to get in trouble for anything you did. You're safe with him. He'd never be mad at you. He'll find whoever hurt you and try to talk to them peacefully first.He'd try to do things the right, Roman way. Going through the law. But the second they say something rude to him or about you, it's over, no more diplomatic Jason. Whoever touched you would have hell to pay. If you insisted that no one hurt you, and that you had some sort of accident, he'd laugh it off with you. Jason would still be worried, though. He'd make sure you were okay, insisting you go to the infirmary just in case.

Leo Valdez would try to play it off, hoping it was just an accident. How could anything intentionally hurt such a sweet, caring person? Once it hits him that you're genuinely hurt, he's dropping everything to take care of you. There's nothing more important to him than you. You won't be walking anywhere or lifting anything until you are 100% better. He'll definitely have a chat with anyone who hurts you or tries to ask you to do anything more laborious than breathing. And threatening arson. He wouldn't ever actually light anyone on fire, but they don't know that. He'd liter your face with kisses and a gentle one on each individual bruise.

Frank Zhang would drop to his knees when he sees you, taking your hands in his and pressing them to his lips. He'd insist you tell him what happened, his eyes pleading for you to tell him that you're okay. He'd believe whatever you told him instantly, no second thoughts. He'd definitely try to report whoever hurt you, trying to avoid direct conflict. But if he saw someone hurting you, they're getting mauled. He'd defend you until the end. But he'd much rather avoid conflict.

Hoo Boys x Reader Headcanons

You Leave Camp After Summer Ends

Percy Jackson would be very upset. He would definitely want to go with you. He would try to say that it was too dangerous for you to be on your own, despite knowing that you could absolutely handle yourself. He would insist that he needed to be there with you. He didn't want you to be caught off guard. He had to protect you. But really he just knew that he would fall apart without you for so long. He might even offer to transfer to your school just to mess something up there so bad that no one could go to school there, and you could come back to camp. He'd cry when you left. Percy would send you an Iris Message every chance he got. He wouldn't even look at another person. You're the only one for him.

Jason Grace wouldn't be happy, but he would understand that this was something you had to do. He was raised under incredibly strict rules. He's already used to being away from you for periods of time because he has to travel between camp half blood and camp Jupiter so often. But this is going to be a much more permanent thing. He stays strong in front of you, but once your gone, he feels hopeless. He doesn't want to be apart from you ever, especially not for ten months. He would fly down to visit you, even if taking you out to lunch during the school day is all either of you have time for. He'd make sure to check in on you every single day. He'd ask you about your day in excruciating detail. He's devoted to you. He would wait an eternity to be with you.

Leo Valdez would absolutely be upset. He found someone who would never leave him, and suddenly they're going to be gone for ten months. He'd beg you to take him with you. Even if you said no, he would take Festus and fly to wherever you are, desperate not to lose you. And he would be so sure not to inconvenience you. He has slept in the sewers and he would do it for the rest of his life if it meant he could be with the one he loves. He'd build you a car or a plane so you could come back to camp whenever you wanted. Leo could make a tracking device so if you ever needed him, he could be there in an instant. Anything to keep you as his.

Frank Zhang would be more focused on making sure you were okay. He would ask you if you needed him to help you move back to your hometown, no matter how far away it was. He'd buy you anything you needed. He'd always reassure you that if you needed help with any school work, he'd be there in a heartbeat. He'd talk to you about your day every chance he got. He would want to know about all of your friends and all of the people you disliked. Frank would definitely get lonely without you, but he would push through. He'd visit you any time you asked, but he would always be worried he was encroaching on a different part of your life that wasn't in his. He'd still be very glad that you wanted him there. As long as you were okay and happy, everything would be fine.

HOO Boys x Reader Baking

Percy Jackson would make a mess. Flour and blue food coloring everywhere. He would intentionally get it all over you. Especially the icing, so he could lick it off your cheek. His mom taught him how to bake. He doesn’t exactly follow the recipe. Percy won’t measure anything out, just pours the ingredients into the bowl and hoping he gets it right. The cake definitely comes out good, but the amount of blue food coloring will kill your kidneys.

Jason Grace unironically wears a “kiss the cook” apron. He follows the recipe exactly. He’d want everything to be perfect. No mess means no extra work. You wouldn’t even have to do anything. Just sit back and watch him work. His hands stirring the batter. He’d decorate the cake so extravagantly you’d be surprised that he doesn’t bake often. Very edible.

Leo Valdez would make the biggest mess possible and set off the fire alarm. Flour and sugar on the floor. Smoke billowing out of the oven. The blaring fire alarm above your heads. Absolute chaos. He’d be laughing and throwing flour at you. He’s not even looking at a recipe. He’s just putting ingredients in at random. The cake would be soggy with frosting. It’s burnt, but oddly good.

Frank Zhang tries his best. He’s not very good at baking, but he’s doing anything to spend time with you. He’d try to follow the recipe, but make little mistakes here and there. He’d clean up so often that it wouldn’t even look like there was ever a mess. The cake would be good, and very pretty. He’d be so much more grateful to be with you than to have cake.

Sleepless Nights

Married Jason Grace x Reader

Female Reader/Feminine Pronouns

It was a silent night at Camp Jupiter. The sky twinkled with tiny stars and detailed constellations. Jason Grace laid awake in his bed, next to his sleeping wife. His rough hands ran through your hair, careful not to disturb you.

He pulled away, looking back up at the plain, white ceiling of their bedroom. He did this many nights. As much as he wanted it, their bed was just not a place he felt at home.

Jason slowly pushed himself up, his eyes having adjusted to the dark long ago. His glasses were left on his nightstand as the door creaked open and shut behind him. His feet were planted on the cold, hardwood floors as his back pressed against the entrance to their room. The hallway always felt a little less suffocating to him, though not good enough.

The lock on the front door clicked open, revealing their grand wrap around porch and roomy yard to Jason. The air was chilly with winter and snow shimmered all around, the moonlight reflecting off of the white powder.

The simple porch swing creaked under his weight. He leaned back and tilted his head towards the sky, taking a deep breath as if he had been drowning since his mother first left him. Just two years old.

The icy air swirled along his skin, reaching through his gray sweatpants and baby blue t-shirt, turning him to frost. He flexed his hands as they moved behind his head, giving it something to rest on as his eyes drifted shut, heavy with exhaustion.

Then, the thoughts came flooding in. Every soldier he watched die, unable to do anything. Every child that died because he made a mistake. Every injury and screw up and grudge that he believed were his fault.

Jason liked to walk the entire length of New Rome on nights like these. Tonight, he couldn't even bring himself to stand. His eyes flicked around. The neighbors were dead asleep, all lights and life invisible from his seat at his own home. He could've spent all night out there, guilt ridden and drained, never taking a break.

However long it had been, his wife had woken up to him missing from their bed. You stepped outside into the cold, adorned in your regular pajama shorts and tank top, along with a heavy winter coat suitable for the current weather.

"I didn't mean to wake you," Jason glances over to you. You didn't look happy to be up this late.

"You didn't," you stepped closer sitting down next to him, the cold air bristling against your skin. Jason threw his arm over your shoulders, pulling you into his side. Neither of your bodies gave off very much heat.

"Come back to bed, Jason."

"I can't sleep."

"I know."

Silence enveloped the world once more. Jason's hand slowly moved along your arm, creating some sort of friction, some sort of warmth, some sort of love.

You tilted your head and placed a gentle kiss to his jawline, "Please, Jason, come back to bed. We don't have to sleep. Just be there with me."

"Of course, love."

And with that, Jason swooped you into his arms and carried you back into the house. Inside was much warmer. Your muscles relaxed, partially from relief that you were no longer freezing, partially from relief that Jason wasn't going to intentionally freeze to death.

He laid you down on your bed, peppering sweet kisses all over your neck. One arm trailed down your side, caressing your waist, while the other cupped the back of your head, keeping you close to him.

"Jason," You giggled.

"I love you so much, my darling."

"I love you too, Jason Grace."

What Doesn't Kill Me Makes Me Want You More

Jason Grace x Reader

Female Reader/Feminine Pronouns

Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift

The battle was rough. All around you, children were fighting for their lives, praying to their parents that they will live to see another day. Their parents won't answer them.

Adrenaline pumped through your veins as your celestial bronze sword flowed through another monster with ease. Your feet moved on their own, your ADHD taking over. It told you one thing. Survive.

Your most trusted friend and your lover, Jason, was out of your sight. Being one of the most incredible soldiers you had ever met, he was still a child. You could only hope he was still alive.

The war started after a failed quest. Some younger demigods were sent to appease a titan, to prevent this very war. They died at the hands of said titan.

So here you were. The Romans and the Greeks fighting together, trying to prevent as many casualties as possible. It was never possible.

You were a skilled fighter. You had spent many years training at camp half-blood. You fought in the Labyrinth and the battle of Manhattan. You had survived for a long time. Yet, that was still no guarantee you would survive here. It wasn't even reassuring.

Then, you froze. What stood in front of you was sure to be your end. The Nemean Lion. Impervious skin. Slain only by Heracles and Percy Jackson. And you were armed only with your sword.

It bared it's teeth at you. It lunged. Thank the gods for ADHD. You weren't lion food just yet. But you still weren't safe. Then again, you never would be, so what did it matter?

It lunged again. A searing pain ripped through your left arm and side. Tears welled up in your eyes, impairing your vision. You were screwed. And gods, you wanted Jason.

A storm welled overhead. Thunder struck out, making you flinch. Lighting struck out at the oddest angle, striking the lion in the mouth. It disintegrated. Jason appeared by your side, weapon in hand.

"Nectar, now." Jason pulled out a vial of the golden drink of the gods and handed it to you. You did as he said, drinking the healing liquid. Your wounds started to feel better, though still not great.

He took your hand and pulled you along. You were at war, you had no time for idle chit chat.

Jason fought incredibly well by your side. Your movements were synchronized. Perfect equals, thanks to the Nemesis cabin. Even when you stumbled, he was right there to catch you. His blue eyes locked into yours intensely. Fuck, was that man hot.

With Jason by your side, the war was won. Camps collected their wounded and counted their dead. Neither you nor Jason were collected or counted.

His strong hand intertwined with yours as you exited the battlefield. The sun set, creating a stunning mixture of blues, violets, and burning reds. His hand traced along your jawline as he gazed through your tough masquerade.

His lips pressed to yours with an intimacy you feared you would never experience again after the war.

"It's okay, love. We're alive. We're safe. Nothing will take me away from you." He knew you better than you knew yourself.

Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pressed your face into his chest, tears slipping down your scarred cheeks. His strong arms pulled you as tight against him as possible.

"It's over, darling. I've got you."

You rushed to press your lips to his. He returned your kiss with fervor and kindness. His hands slid up to your hips as he pulled you against him.

"I'm all yours, love."

"All mine."

Most of the few perfect moments you got as a demigod were with Jason.

"May I marry you?"

You looked up. The most perfect moment of your life was with Jason.

"Yes."

Leave the memories where they belong, in summer songs. Orpheus, don’t look back, there’s someone else for you to catch.

Jason Grace x Reader

Female Reader/Feminine Pronouns

Orpheus by The Beaches

Piper broke up with Jason. And holy shit, did he love her. Sure, their relationship was built on fake memories and Hera’s manipulation, but Jason really did love her. His whole world came tumbling down when she left.

Why couldn’t Piper believe that he loved her? Why couldn’t she believe that what they had was real? What did he do wrong?

Jason couldn’t just sit around and wallow. He had to be useful. The legion at camp Jupiter needed him. Camp half blood needed him. He had to put it behind him, no matter how much he couldn’t bring himself to.

Then you came along with the turn of seasons. And Jason asked you out. Ice skating and hot chocolate. The things he didn’t have with Piper in the heat of their summer love.

So you became his girlfriend. You stood tall by his side, your unwavering loyalty shown off constantly like a flag.

But he always seemed to be distracted. You would catch him gazing at Piper and listening to the playlist she made for him.

Alone with Jason in his office at Camp Jupiter, you sit and watch him work in silence. His hands move elegantly across his desk, etching words into paper.

“Jason?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Have you thought about our future at all?”

“No.”

“How come?”

“Look, honey, I have a lot of important things to think about. I can’t always be focused on a possible future with you.”

“Piper isn’t going to take you back, Jason.”

Guilt flashed across his face, “it’s not like that.”

“Jason, I know you. I know you still love her.”

“I’m sorry,” he didn’t look at you.

“Stop looking back. I’m right here and I’m going to be with you always.”

He takes you in his arms, a tight, warm hug, “I’m sorry. I love you, I really do.”

“You will, Jason.”

Jason found much more comfort in the winter months. He stopped listening to Piper’s playlist. He pushed himself forwards with you instead of backwards to her. And he loved you.

Kiss Me On The Sidewalk, Take Away The Pain

Jason Grace x Reader

Female Reader/Feminine Pronouns

Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift

Rain poured down all around you, soaking your clothes and hair. You sat on the grass next to your car in the dark, tears blending in with the rain.

You were alone. You drove to fast in the rain. Your car was fucked up. You were alone at night. You could do nothing but wait for someone to show up and either drive you home or murder you and leave your body in a ditch. At this point the later would be less embarrassing.

Thunder crackled through the sky. You shivered. No technology meant you couldn’t call any mortals for help. No drachmas meant you could call any demigod friends for help. The smoke coming out of the hood of your car meant you’d rather not get blown up by staying out of the rain.

Your head pounded. You probably had a concussion from the crash. And this weather was not helping your already poor health.

You would pray to the gods if you thought they would listen.

The weather didn’t clear, yet you no longer felt the rain pelting down on you. You look up. Jason stands before you, the rain maneuvering around to leave a dry spot just big enough for the two of you.

He extends a hand to you, pulling you up into him arms. He runs his fingers through your soaking hair.

“Are you hurt?”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m taking you to the infirmary.”

“Jason, I’m okay, really.”

“I’m not taking any chances.”

Jason’s worn hand traces along your jawline, tilting your head up. His lips meet yours in a passionate embrace. The surrounding rain bursts with electricity. Your heart beats a mile a minute as your arms tighten around Jason’s shoulders. Closer. The electricity fries your brain. Nothing but Jason is left. The way his strong arms hold you to his body. The way his soft lips graze against yours. The taste of his mouth. His muscular chest. His warmth. His safety.

“Let me take you home, beautiful.”

You can’t catch your breath as he lifts you into the air. Above the clouds is awfully peaceful, even more so with your Jason.

Your mind numbs once your vision strengthens without the impairment of the weather. He’s beautiful. His strong, sharp features contrast from his delicate blue eyes.

He smiles.

Elysium

Pairing Jason grace x Gn reader

This is something I posted on my wattpad and decided to post it on here as well

Tw mentioned death

This Gif is funny to me also I didn't proofread this so it might suck

This is sad also I'm making you the twin of Frank Zhang . I cried writing this but it's been stuck in my head for 2 days straight so I had to.

A small wolf slept soundly on the head stone of Jason Grace.  That wolf was you Y/n Zhang.  You couldn’t bear to leave Jason alone since he had died two months ago.  The Ares cabin plus Frank was running around camp Half blood looking for.  Frank knew of the relationship you and Jason had and how Jason had chosen you over Piper because he remembered you.  " Y/n?" Frank asked walking up to the wolf sleeping peacefully on Jason's head stone.

" Oh Y/n I miss him too. " Frank whispered as he sat down.  You had woken up and decided to go lay your head down on your brother.  " Are you ok Y/n?" Frank asked.  You shifted back into a human and just sobbed into your brothers shirt. " H.... he asked me to marry him before he left to help Apollo. " You managed to choke out.  Frank wasn't surprised at that at all seeing as Jason had acted asked Frank permission to marry you much to Frank's surprise that Jason asked him.  Frank let you sob into his shirt . You let go of Frank and went over to the head stone.  " I'll see you in Elysium my favorite sparky superman." You said to the head stone.  Managing a weak smile you got up. " Come on Frank. " You said I'm hungry you said.  " I'll be there in a minute. " Frank said.  Watching you walk off Frank leaned down to Jason's head stone. 

" Thank you for everything.  Thank you for being my friend. Most importantly thank you for always taking care of my twin.  They'll be ok now. I promise.  I can't wait to reunite with you in Elysium. " Frank said. 

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i saw ur requests are open and i got excited 😵

would u be willing to write a jason grace x apollo!reader one shot? specifically one that’s kinda angsty but has a happy ending?? maybe the reader gets really hurt on a quest with Jason and he’s genuinely scared but she ends up being okay in the end? i’m not sure what other details but i’d love to see what you do with this (if you want!!!)

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we’ll be a fine line, we’ll be alright.

content: jason grace x apollo!reader

warning: bad BAD writing, angst but then it’s fluff, blood, almost dying experience, octavian’s still alive, cursing, post Blood of Olympus

a/n: hello! this is my first request and i wanted to post it before the other stuff i’m working on (especially cause i can’t finish any of the shit i’m working on). this is kind of fast paced but don’t blame me, it’s 12am in brazil right now so.. yea. also, i kinda diverted from the whole hurt in quest thing, i’m sorry! i didn’t have enough ideas for a whole quest. but i hope you enjoy! oh and this is placed after the first book of TOA

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Sure, a heartbreak did hurt. But have you been stabbed by Imperial Gold? Dude. Brotha.

Sure, it was a normal thing for you to argue with Octavian. Hell, it was. normal thing for everyone who’s sane to do. This scrawny boy was just… a piece of shit. Yeah. And the worst part? You’re related. He’s one of the “legacies”, whatever that is. That stupid roman dipshit.

And today was no different. You two were arguing about some trivial shit, as always, but things escalated quickly. Soon you two were sparring (how was a mystery, since you didn’t even know that thing knew how to hold a sword) and it was quite fun.

You see, you got to camp Half-Blood when you were just seven. Since then you’ve been trained all year, since you didn’t have any other family - besides the godly side of it, duh - and Octavian was… well, Octavian. You were much better than him.

The whole problem is that Octavian likes to play dirty. So eventually he makes you trip and fall and he leaves gashes around your arms and legs. But with imperial gold it was sort of painful.

Till one of those times came again, but this time he didn’t leave a gash or a scratch. He stabbed you right in your stomach.

“Oh, gods!” He said, with fake concern. “I’m so sorry, cousin! My bad. I should go looking for your boyfriend, right? But… i didn’t see nothing. Bye!” The blond said with a devilish grin and left.

You knew you needed help. You were applying pressure to the wound, trying to use your healing powers to at least slow down the bleeding.

You tried to get up to look for help, but it was almost impossible. Even with that, you had to. ‘Oh, come on,’ you thought, ‘i’ve faced Kronos, Gaea and Annabeth mad at me. I’m not gonna die for a stupid legacy.’

And that’s exactly what made you move your body towards the via principalis, where you knew someone was gonna help you.

When you got there, the first person you saw was - thanks the gods -, Reyna. When the praetor looked at you, her face was horrified.

“y/n? What-“ She began, but you cut her off.

“I-i’ll explain later. Just… medical cabin. Please.” You begged, your words barely above a whisper.

Reyna nodded and helped you lean on her for support, as she walked you towards the medical cabin. You didn’t know the name of the boy who was currently there, but he looked as horrified as Reyna.

“Oh gods. Oh, my gods.” The boy said and you smiled, trying to fight back the urge to pass out.

“Ha, thanks. I thought it was bad.” You half joked as Reyna and the unkown boy put you on a vacant stretcher. When you were laid down, you looked up at Reyna with pleading eyes. “Bring Jason here, please?”

“Of course. I’ll go find him. The brunette said and left the medical cabin.

“Ok. uh… care to tell what happened with you?” The boy asked and you turned your gaze back to him.

“Got stabbed by imperial gold. What’s your name?” She asked, but the look in the boy’s face didn’t seemed to register the question.

“My gods… i’ll do my best to help you.” He said and grabbed a bottle of nectar, pouring it to your mouth. “Ok, i need to-“

Before he could finish, a certain blonde boy barges past the doors, looking around the medical cabin, desperately trying to find you.

When his gaze fell into you, he rushed to your side, grabbing your hand. His eyes were glossy behind his glasses and she knew he already wanted to cry.

“Y/n, what…? What happened? Are you okay? Who did this?” He asked, and she tried to laugh, but the pain was becoming unbearable. You couldn’t even talk anymore, as the only thing that came out of your mouth was a whiny breath. “It’s okay, i’m here with you, hm? I won’t leave.”

He kissed your forehead and you squeezed his hand softly just before you felt a tear fall in your cheek. That was the last thing you heard or saw before passing out.

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Jason is desperate. He’s beyond worried about you.

He knows what imperial gold does to someone. Gods, he was stabbed by imperial gold before. And if she wasn’t treated in the right way… he didn’t even want to think about it.

But other than that, he needed to know who did this. He was going to kill this person with his bare hands.

It had been two days since you blacked out and you hadn’t woken up yet. He was starting to get even more worried, but he hadn’t left your side for one second. You couldn’t even go back to Camp Half-Blood (obvi), so your closest friends and family came to visit.

Will had cried his eyes out when he saw her there. Nico had to comfort him as his pupils leaked salty water. Lester/Apollo was back from his quest with Meg, and he also came to visit his daughter. The man was very… emotional, let’s say that.

But on the third day you were finally beginning to wake up. Of course, Jason was there.

“Hey, honey… you’re back, hm?” He asked, caressing you hair as you smiled, trying to reassure him. It still hurt as hell, but it could be worse. You could be dead.

“Hey…” She mumbled, her voice a little smudgy. “How long was it out?”

“A few days. But you’re back now, that’s what matters the most.” He said as he gave you a soft kiss on the lips. It was no tongue, just affection. He was showing you he was there for you.

“I feel fine. Like, not fine, but definitely better.” She said, as she pulled away from him.

“Yeah, i imagined. But, baby, i need you to tell me something.” Jason said, still holding your hand softly.

You nodded, waiting for him to elaborate.

“Who did this to you?” He asked, and you felt him squeezing your hand tighter. His voice was also harsher, as if he was restraining himself from killing someone.

“It was… it was Octavian.” She said, in a whisper-like tone. His face hardened immediately as he got up and went to the boy that was standing at the door.

“I need you to call Reyna and Frank. Tell them it’s an emergency.” He said and the boy quickly left.

Jason rushed back to your side. “I swear i’m gonna kill that son of a bitch.” He muttered.

When you were about to answer, Reyna and Frank rushed past the door, both looking worried. Behind Frank, there were a few other people - Will, Nico, Hazel, Annabeth, Piper, Leo and Percy -, all looking worried.

“You’re alive!” Will shouted and rushed to your side, tears welling up his eyes again.

“What, you thought that a little stab was going to kill me? Please.” She scoffed and Will laughed.

“So, who did this?” Reyna asked, also going to your side and stroking your shoulder softly.

“The most stupid, idiotic, son of a bitch augur that we ever had.” Jason said through gritted teeth.

“Octavian did that? I knew he was annoying, but at this level?” Percy asked, his face contorted in a mix of anger and disbelief.

“Mhm. We were sparring but… he likes to play dirty, i guess.”

“I’m gonna murder him.” Will groaned.

“Get in line.” Jason, Percy and Nico said at the same time.

You chuckled a bit, even if it hurt. Cause you knew, with that family right there, everything was gonna be fine.

a/n pt2: so… i like it but i don’t but i do. u get that? yea. i don’t know, i think i could do better, but i kinda liked it. I was going to make octavian’s trial and all but it would be too fucking long, so i gave up. that’s it for today, sorry that it took so long!