Hello hello hello! Back for round two today! I have for you another entry for @rrverseflashfics and this time it goes out to the one and only @gay-mormon-wizard who is in the labs trying to cook up some Jason/Will! I hope this helps your scientific endeavors <3
So, may I present my very first Wilson fic: Doctor's Orders
“We tattled on you,” Kayla said, jutting her chin out defiantly. “And we’re not sorry.”
Will looked between them both before scoffing incredulously. “Is that supposed to scare me? I’m head camper, and Mr. D and Chiron have given me full jurisdiction of the Infirmary. What, did you tell dad? Hate to break it to you, but he’s got some really bad time-management skills. He’ll be down here in six minutes to six years. So, just who did you tattle to, exactly?”
“Uh, that would be me.”
Will whirled around to see his boyfriend filling the entire doorway, looking every inch the Roman superhuman he was. Will’s eyebrows knit. “What are you doing here?”
“Kayla said you needed a day off and refused to take one,” Jason explained. “I’m here to make you take it.”
“Yeah, all right, Hercules, let’s see you try it,” Will snorted, turning his back on Jason to focus on his work.
Turning his back was a very foolish decision.
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Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays 2026 "Sickfic"
Will knew how getting sick worked. He was a– well, he wasn’t a doctor, exactly, but he was the closest damn thing Camp Half-Blood had to one. He’d been in the Infirmary healing people since he was a whopping twelve years old, and in order to be a healer, you had to know what made people hurt in the first place. He knew that the best cure for the common crud was not getting it in the first place, and the best way to do that was with a good diet, plenty of water, and at least seven hours of sleep a night.
Unfortunately, Will’s days usually consisted of four pots of coffee, cat naps whenever he found fifteen minutes to sit still, and a peanut butter sandwich, if he was lucky. He was rarely lucky.
So, it was no surprise when Will woke up in his bunk after about four hours of fitful sleep with his head throbbing, his muscles stiff, his throat scratchy, and a spectre of death looming over him. Still, the Infirmary wouldn’t run itself, demigods would keep trying to kill themselves, and Will would keep patching them up so they could haplessly wander in front of another round of archery practice or fall off a pegasus or trip face-first down a ravine or pick a fight with an acid-spitting monster or half-drown themselves trying to kiss an Nereid or– Well, there were a lot of things that could go wrong at a training camp for child soldiers souped up on divinity and new ones were being discovered each and every day, much to Will’s chagrin. So, with a groan that sounded more like stone being rubbed against stone than he cared to admit, Will swung his legs over the edge of the bed and forced himself to face the day.
Kayla and Austin both tried to argue him out of working that day. Kayla said that he’d get other people sick, and Austin claimed that he looked like he was one heavy breath from just falling out right in front of them, but Will just flipped them off, ignoring the way his vision was getting fuzzy at the edges, and got back to work. He did his best to ignore them, but in his current state, he could only tolerate their concerned glances and shared whispers for so long before he snapped.
“Do the two of you have something you’d like to share with the class?” he asked sharply after Kayla did an interpretive dance with just her eyebrows and Austin nodded solemnly back at her.
Kayla glanced between him and Austin a couple times before she cleared her throat. “Well, we’ve tried telling you to take the day off nicely, but you wouldn’t listen to us, so we, uh…”
“You, uh… what?”
“You can’t be mad at her,” Austin said sternly. “It was my idea.”
“What was your idea?”
“We tattled on you,” Kayla said, jutting her chin out defiantly. “And we’re not sorry.”
Will looked between them both before scoffing incredulously. “Is that supposed to scare me? I’m head camper, and Mr. D and Chiron have given me full jurisdiction of the Infirmary. What, did you tell dad? Hate to break it to you, but he’s got some really bad time-management skills. He’ll be down here in six minutes to six years. So, just who did you tattle to, exactly?”
“Uh, that would be me.”
Will whirled around to see his boyfriend filling the entire doorway, looking every inch the Roman superhuman he was. Will’s eyebrows knit. “What are you doing here?”
“Kayla said you needed a day off and refused to take one,” Jason explained. “I’m here to make you take it.”
“Yeah, all right, Hercules, let’s see you try it,” Will snorted, turning his back on Jason to focus on his work.
Turning his back was a very foolish decision.
The thing that Will had forgotten in his nearly delirious state was that Jason was a very physical guy. If he saw a problem that he felt needed to be fixed, he’d use his whole body to fix it without a second’s hesitation. At that moment, Will was a problem Jason felt needed fixing, boyfriend status be damned, so Will was hoisted up, and flung over Jason’s shoulder without a shred of remorse.
“Jason Grace! Put me down this instant!”
“Are you going to come with me voluntarily?”
“No!”
“Then no.” Jason shrugged, which Will felt because he was being handled like a god damn sack of flour, then turned to face Kayla and Austin, who were grinning like the traitors they were. “Bye, guys. I’ll see if I can get him to nap.”
“I’m putting you two on KP for a month,” Will growled, but it did little to curb their amusement.
The trek through Camp was, quite frankly, the most humiliating thing Will had experienced up to that point in his life. Jason had no problem tossing Leo and Piper around – the freaks even seemed to enjoy it – but that was because they were short. Will, standing at a proud six foot, was at least seven inches taller than them both. Unfortunately, Will was also lanky everywhere but his shoulders and biceps, which made him a prime slinging victim. Apparently.
“I hate you,” Will seethed as Jason casually tossed him on one of the Zeus cabin beds. Much to his dismay, his body immediately betrayed him and all but melted into the cloud-soft mattress. “You’re literally the worst person ever.”
Jason ignored him and just climbed in the bed, flopping his entire body on Will like a dog napping on the rug. There was a concerned crease between his eyebrows and a frown on his lips as he brushed his thumb over Will’s cheek. “You’re almost as hot as Leo.”
“Jason, I’m your boyfriend,” Will drawled, trying not to press into Jason hand like a cat. “I don’t know how things are done on the Roman side of the river, but Greeks typically don’t tell their boyfriends they’re only almost as hot as another guy.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Jason said softly. “You really are sick, aren’t you?”
Will wanted to insist that he wasn’t sick, just stressed out and tired, but Jason’s big blue eyes held him in place and stripped his defenses down to nothing. “It’s not that bad.”
“But it is some bad.” Will didn’t correct him, so Jason just nodded his own confirmation. He leaned in for a kiss, and without thinking Will’s hand came up and shoved him away. Jason looked like a kicked puppy. “What was that for?”
“I’m sick,” Will snapped, and that was the first and only time he’d actually admit it. “I’m not going to let you get yourself sick, too.”
“I have a really good immune system.”
Will narrowed his eyes. “Sorry, but the only person whose immune system I trust is Leo’s, and he’s hotter than you.”
“I said that’s not what I meant!”
“I know exactly what you meant, and I know what I mean,” Will said, arching his eyebrows. “Leo’s resting body temperature is high enough to kill pathogens, so his is the only immune system I trust. He’s constantly running a fever.”
“Oh.” Jason looked very sulky and watched Will with those big eyes of his. “So no kissing.”
“Absolutely no lip-on-lip action.”
Jason’s brows knit for a moment before he suddenly brightened. “Okay then.”
Before Will could even think to question it, Jason once again used his body to solve a problem. He placed his massive hand over the bottom half of Will’s face, then pressed a long, happy kiss to the back of his own hand. When he was done, Will was left laying there shock still, blinking. “What the hell was that?”
“Kissing with absolutely no lip-on-lip action,” Jason said cheerfully. “Will that work?”
There was no universe where that would actually work, but Will was too busy being a dumb, stupid teenager in dumb, stupid teenager love, so he just breathlessly nodded. “Uh-huh.” Jason smiled like he’d solved world peace and kissed him again.
Jason got sick the very next day, and Will didn’t look Kayla in the eye for a week.
Sorry sorry I’m still thinking about Laurie not even falling in love with Evander but creating him, begging for him to exist, with the sole intention of loving him and then physically digging him out of the very ground he bled into. How he says “God was stronger than me when he made Adam and didn’t fall in love with him.” How he would have given Evander anything if he’d only asked and how Evander was never allowed to ask for anything. Neither of them can recognize a love that doesn’t hurt until they find it in each other
And then also how Laurie also just. Watches Evander gorge himself on potting soil and anything else he can conceivably put in his mouth and then finds out Evander also ate the pictures he snuck him when he was locked away. And he is so delighted by Evander. Like yes look at his little eldritch freak of a boyfriend. He’s going to spend the rest of his life with him
Headcanon that Leo doesn't celebrate his birthday because then in his mind he's never had a birthday without his Mamá.
This goes on into Piper desperately trying to get him to tell her because she loves birthdays and he just never tells her, he just randomly ages up and Piper is dying to know but he won't explain why because it's too hard for him.
i have a headcannon that leo doesn’t remember his birthday because he’s been on the run for so long so his birthday is just whenever he wants it to be ❤️
the kids are calling them "stone fruits." they start off small—think cherries. then they're hooked and they need a quick fix, they get peaches, maybe some nectarines. it's all they can think about. before you know it, they're trying the really hard stuff—apricots, plums. once they taste a mango there's no going back.