Same ship, different fonts:
The funny, impulsive character x The responsible, sensible character.
â Sokeefe
And
Valgrace â
Sokeefe's theme song .
Valgrace's theme song.

Love Begins
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Mike Driver

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shark vs the universe
taylor price
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todays bird

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JBB: An Artblog!
sheepfilms
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@lexhydra13
Same ship, different fonts:
The funny, impulsive character x The responsible, sensible character.
â Sokeefe
And
Valgrace â
Sokeefe's theme song .
Valgrace's theme song.
â ïž BREAKING NEWS â ïž
BILL CIPHER SPOTTED POSSESSING A CAT !
Look out Stan and Ford , try not to drown . And Dipper and Mabel ? Good luck, highschool won't be as easy as expected. Soos, I wish you good luck and hope you and Melanie are happy together, same to Wendy (even though she's single).
I'm in 3 different fandoms where there's a Jason , so every time I see one of those notifications like
' Imagine if Jason ...'
I ask myself the same question. "Todd, Bell or Grace ?"
Cause like : Jason Todd from Batman , Jason Grace from Heroes of Olympus and Jason Bell from A Good Girl's Guide to Murder .
Someone help me !
By the way , this is them .
1. Jason Bell
2. Jason Grace
3. Jason Todd / Redhood.
My 1st fanfic .
"https://archiveofourown.org/works/69309921
It's inspired by @nerdydarling from YouTube.
A.U : Nico's a player and Will is the only one he genuinely likes .
im fucking dead.
HOW DID DAVID BRUSH PAST THIS SO QUICKLY
anything to make my day happy
ANYTHING TO MAKE MY DAY HAPPY
ANYTHING TO MAKE MY DAY HAPPY
they are so cute I might explode on the spot
How is David normal about that !?
That boy might be the worst but, damn he looks fine .
A Nico di Angelo fic .
A.U : He's a player . (Contains Solangelo. )
Inspo: @nerdydarling19 (from YouTube)
Nico di Angelo had always secretly liked Percy Jackson. From the day they'd 1st met . He remembered standing there being odd by the fact that his Mythomagic creatures reaches were real. He'd stood there with his sister, Percy, the Hunters and a manticore and watched as Annabeth fell of a cliff , watching, everyone else was terrified, but, not Nico, he asked Percy a stupid question. " If Annabeth's mom is the goddess of wisdom , then why did she jump off a cliff? " Percy looked annoyed. "Not the time, Nico."
~ time skip ~
"Promise you'll protect her ? " "Promise. " Nico stood near cabin 8 . He'd figured out that Percy was planning to sneak off on the quest so that he could save Annabeth. Bianca had joined the hunters, so she was going too .
~the next day~
Percy successfully snuck off ! Nico wondered if he'd get his sister back safely, but, he believed Percy. He'd keep his promise, wouldn't he ?
~ a few days later ~
Nico was nervous, what if it didn't go well ? Would his sister be fine ? Would she survive? He was scared , but his faith in Percy was still unwavering.
~ later that day ~
Percy walked upto him, Annabeth tagged a bit behind, but, his sister was nowhere to be seen . "Where's Bianca ?" Tears were starting to form in his eyes , he was afraid of the answer . It wasn't going to be good. "I, I'm sorry Nico ... She told me to give you this ." He handed him a figurine, Hades, the last one he needed. Nico smashed it to the ground. " You promised ! You promised Percy! I trusted you ! " "I'm sorry Nico . " His sadness was quickly replaced by anger . "I hate you !" Skeltons rose from the ground, cracks appearing everywhere. Nico was terrified, he ran off .
~2 years later~
Percy kissed her ! He likes Annabeth ! Nico had become great friends with her , and this , this felt like betrayal. Then again, he'd never told her he liked Percy . Nico was still struggling with his past . So he ran off again .
~time skip~
Nico refused to get too close to anyone. Then , he figured out people liked him , so he was dating guys for fun . There was this Hermes kid, a Hephastus kid and a bunch of other kids who names he'd never remember. Nico had a reputation now . He didn't mind .
~ time skip ~
Shame was all that Nico felt . He played people like those arcade games in the Lotus Casino, he hated himself for it. He didn't deserve to stay here, it was too good for him . That night he packed up everything he owned and ran off . He didn't look back or track where he went. Later as he finally fell asleep, a blue eyed , shaggy haired blonde haunted his dreams, Will Solace , head of the Apollo cabin and head healer . His bright smile could light up the world, but why was he in Nico's dreams ? "Nico , please come back , I can help."
~ years later~
"I know you." Percy seemed confused, oh lookie here Percy, the roles have been reversed. "You don't. I'm Nico di Angelo, Son of Pluto . " He shook Percyâs hand . ' You don't remember me, but I remember you . '
~ months later ~
"The otherside Nico ! Lead them there ! " That still haunted Nico's nightmares, sure, Percy was fine now, he wasn't in Tartarys anymore, Annabeth wasn't going to die, they were fine . But it still kept him awake at night. Percy had looked like he was going to die , Nico was sure he would . He was relieved he hadn't felt Percyâs death (or Annabeth's, OFC ).
Now he had to take an Athena statue back to Camp Half-Blood with Reyna . He couldn't imagine returning with a Roman to the place he'd run away from.
~months later~
Will Solace could only be called a care bear . He was there when Octavian was launched off and he didn't hate Nico for it, or blame him. Instead, he was really nice to Nico and made him feel more at home then ever . He even ordered him to stay in the infirmary for 3 days .
"You totally like him." Jason was smirking at him after he'd started talking non-stop about his 3 days in the infirmary. "I do not ! " "Totally do . " "Ugh! You're so annoying! " Nico groaned into a pillow . Could Jason actually be right ? Love wasn't supposed to come to people like him, but Will made him feel a certain way . "You're blushing. " "Shut up Jason !" He smacked him with the pillow and Jason smacked him back. Soon enough, they were having a pillow fight and Nice let himself enjoy it .
~ Months later ~
"Jason is dead ! " "What ?!" When he heard those words , it was like someone had punched him in the lungs , he couldnât breathes, he couldnât think . Jason Grace couldn't be dead ! He couldn't ! First Bianca ,then Leo and now Jason. Jason can't be dead. But he was , Nico sensed it , and unlike with Leo, it didn't feel different. He was dead .
For the next few days, Nico stayed in his cabin . One day , someone knocked on the door . " Neeks ? I know you're in there . Please open the door . " Nico did . The second the door creaked open, Will rushed in and hugged him , then he started checking Nico . " Are you OK? What am I saying? Of course you aren't! I should've checkedon you earlier. I..." "Will . " Nico cut him off. "It's fine . " Will tilted his head upwards and his blue eyes made Nico melt a bit (he'll deny it if you ask him ) and suddenly, he kissed him . Nico couldn't think straight, because Will Solace was kissing him ! He didn't deserve love after how much he'd hurt all those people , so he pushed Will off . "Will, stop . I don't deserve you. You're way too good for me. I hurt so many people . I ..." But Will just kissed him again, his free hand trapping Nico's. Once he pulled away , he looked at Nico with a look that could only be described as love . He was in love . With Nico ! And Nico couldn't believe that he got a happy ending. After all the pain he'd gone through, he actually got someone who truly loved him . So he pulled Will into another kiss . They pulled away and this time Nico smiled back .
The main problem in twilight isn't Jacob disrespecting Bella's boundaries (which is a red flag ).
Or Edward leaving her alone in the middle of a forest . (Again, red flag).
It's Bella herself !
At the start of the 1st book I liked her , by the end ? Hated her !
In the other books (except breaking dawn, I haven't read that yet ) she abandoned her friends, only goes back to them once Edward leaves, takes advantage of Jacob, leads him on and still hasn't gotten over Edward (even though he literally left her in the middle of a forest where she could've died ! ) She's still all ' I am nothing without Edward ' , 'he's the love of my life ' .
Like, dude ! He was better then Edward (then). Then she finds out Edward is gonna die so she goes to save him . On the plane , instead of asking how Edward was , she's like, " Turn me into a Vampire! Bite me Alice . " Girl, chill .
I could go on but , nah . So once again, peace â. Saionara .
I was listening to daddy cop from the rookie and I was like, if Jason was a cop , Leo would just flirt with him.
â Put me in the back of the car
And we'll start a verbal flirtation
I'm doing tax fraud and arson
Now take me down to your station. â
These lyrics SPECIFICALLY.
So, obviously I'm writing a fanfic . LOL .
IF you wanna listen to the song , here .
https://open.spotify.com/track/291IkUGlq5miJ0R1rEGSf5?si=hzPuF6q0TOmEm5miuUNkOw
Enjoy your day . đ
Leo's ears and hair definitely steams or smokes when happy or excited (*cough* kissing jason *cough*)
And Jason's fingers spark, he'd definitely be the type to zap you on accident
Leo would also start speaking Spanish if he got too excited and Jason would definitely flirt with him (horribly) even more which would eventually lead to him catching fire . LOL .
who gave you the right to be so beautiful, sir
HUNTER NOCEDA !
(Credits to the OG artist )
Please don't tell me I'm the only one who likes the idea of a gender fluid Sirius Black , like hell yeah , oh, and Trans Regulus .
And like Sirius was mad at Regulus because he thought he was too perfect and sold him to his parents, but Regulus only did it because he was mad at Sirius for leaving him there .
Jason Grace and Valgrace aesthetics . Cause Valgrace is my fav ship and Jason Grace is my fav out of the 7 , LOL .
Also, I headcannon Jason as gay and Leo as bi .
Scheduleâs Full
[Jason Grace x Leo Valdez]
summary: jason grace schedules his daily crash outs, leo valdez finds out later on. established relationship <3 (my shaylas)
genre: fluff (that tried so hard to be angst)
notes: not so accurate to the books, i apologizeâŠ! i also believe this is hardly as angsty as i wanted it to be. another thing -> this is set after hera wiped his memory, he got it back, then went back to being praetor with reyna (iâll be the first to say: I KNOW ITâS STUPIDđ)
Jason Grace believed in time management. In scheduling his life to the minute, heâll be efficient in his day-to-day tasks. And it worked⊠for a while. However, there was that small problem he hadnât accounted for, that being the stress of being Camp Jupiterâs Praetor (alongside Reyna) â it didnât help that he was also a Hero of Olympus.
The son of Jupiter struggled to keep his emotions inside, oftentimes after intense senate meetings he had to take a few minutes to calm down, it was taking a toll on him. Everyone looked up to him, everyone needed something from him. There was always something to be done.
But it was fine⊠right? He swore relentlessly that he could still go on. He could still be the leader everyone can rely on. Jason was adamant on being an ever present figure that could be trusted as eternal â never changing, staying the same as he was before. (He found happiness in the feeling of being needed, unable to realize that he was a rapidly burning star getting closer to an explosion).
Though pushing his feelings aside and repressing them wasnât working, in fact he realized, he suddenly had minor memory problems. It started with forgetting the tiny details like food that the Mess Hall was providing that day, or the exact time he was needed at the war room. Then it grew into forgetting what he did just seconds ago, or entire meetings wiped from his memory.
Jason didnât like that. He didnât approve of it one bit. He sat in his room, head in his hands trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with him. He felt as if heâd went back in time and was experiencing Heraâs mind wipe once more â but this felt different, he was sure of it.
He looked around the room, a mess of papers and used clothes mirroring his messy brain. He wasnât usually like this, his âusualâ is being fine, his âusualâ is being tidy, his âusualâ is not forgetting things.
For days he struggled with his schedule, spaces between it filled with tears spilt on documents, cries muffled into his hand as he tries desperately to reel in his slipping control of his emotions. He hates it.
After a particular War Game at the Fields of Mars, Jason crumbles on the floor of the Praetor House, unable to even make it to a bed before his feelings completely take over. Overwhelmed, suffocated, consumed by his idiocy of repressing emotions. His chest tightens like fingers gripping his heart and squeezing until all he knows is pain and the dark spots dancing in his vision, tendrils wrapping around his lungs and cutting his air supply.
This was getting out of hand, he thought.
The day after his episode, he had sat at the Praetor table in the Mess Hall, his hair barely kept, circles darkening around his eyes as he downs copious amounts of liquid â that, to no ones surprise, doesnât help his pounding headache. Jason felt miserable.
So his solution? Schedule his daily crash outs. He thought this was it! His big break. An amazing breakthrough to a seemingly permanent problem that was ruining his life.
Every 8:30 PM at Jasonâs cabin, anyone passing by (not that they are) can hear the weeping of a praetor â can hear the crumbling of a put-together man in the confines of his private room. And thirty minutes later, heâs off to bed, sleeping early to wake up at 3 AM and repeat the cycle.
This truly was it.
Jason breathes a sigh as he scans a paper of another proposal for New Rome architecture, his fingers smoothing his eyebrows as he glances at the clock, six thirty.
Leo peeks his head into the room, his messy black curls bouncing as he strides to Jason with a smile and darkened hands â soot. Probably still fixing Festus, Jason thinks. âYou good, Superman? You look like youâre about to cry.â
âThatâs not for another two hours,â Jason assures â like it was normal to schedule cry sessions.
Leo chuckles, a deep sound that bounces off the walls perfectly finding Jasonâs awaiting ears. âRight,â he murmurs, thinking the other boyâs joking.
âSo, why are you here?â The praetor breathes tiredly.
Leo â sensing his exhaustion â leans closer, eyeing Jason curiously (suspiciously would have been a better word). âI was just taking a break from fixing Festusâ wiring. Wanted to see you,â he purrs.
Jason sinks into his chair as the Hephaestus child does this, heart beating Leoâs name in morse code. âYouâve seen me. You can now leave,â he mumbles lamely.
They donât see each other again until later at night. Leo, being the cutesy little baby boy that he is, checks up on Jason. And confirming his suspicions, he hears the whimpers of the praetor. Unable to take it, he enters the cabin, surprising Jason.
âLeo,â he gasps in shudders, hands clutching the wrists of the hands that caress his skin.
Leo wraps his arms around the Roman, fingers carding through his hair as he whispers soft reassurances of comfort and love. Jason melts into the warmth Leo provides, the other boyâs (unnaturally) hot skin pressing against his (equally unnatural) cold one.
âShhh, shh. Iâm right here, Jase. Youâre not alone, Iâve got you,â he promises, rubbing Jasonâs back with his free hand.
Every choked sound that leaves Jason physically stabs Leoâs heart like tiny swords in the form of materialized cries. It was painful to see his beloved so distraught, he couldnât even imagine how much Jason was holding up on his shoulders. The praetorâs tears fall on Leoâs neck like liquid flame burning his skin, trickling down the freckles Jason loves to trace with his fingers.
In those thirty minutes he schedules his crying sessions, Leo stays beside him. This was the first Jason had another person with him, but he finds that he doesnât really mind â not if itâs Leo, anyway. Pretty, warm, soft, and fiery, Leo Valdez.
Leo popping by becomes Jasonâs norm. In between bites as he eats at the Mess Hall, while he prepares for War Games, as he walks towards Temple Hill. Leo is always there, checking up on him, making sure he was okay.
Today is no different. âHey, Jase. Thought Iâd drop by to make sure youâre eating,â he teases, plopping a box of brownies on the praetorâs desk.
The blond nods simply, pushing it aside and gazing up at the boy leaning over his desk. âWhat are you doing?â
âReading your documentsâ oh, hey! Thatâs Annabethâs proposal!â Leo beams, a toothy grin flashing on his face.
Jasonâs eyes droop to his lips before he turns his attention back to the paper. Huh, how had he not noticed it before. It was the Chase girlâs proposal. âIf thatâs all you have to do, Leo, you can go now,â Jason says, lifting his head.
Leo smiles, wiping his hands on his shirt â dirtying his white tee more than it already is â and untying the cookie box. âIâm hurt, Jase. I came to eat with you.â
âI donât need to eat right nowââ
âSay âahâ, Jasey.â
âMmhphâ Valdez,â Jason manages to grumble against the cookie haphazardly shoved lovingly placed in his mouth. But his pinking cheeks attest against his annoyed tone.
Leoâs irises flash in the color of fire as he stares at Jasonâs scar, which makes the latter think âheâs staring at my lipsâ. Leo had always been observant of Jasonâs mannerism, but he is especially observant now, knowing the other boyâs scheduled crash outs. His own lips quirk upwards as Jasonâs scar twitches. âThatâs right, just eat the cookie, Jase.â
The sweetness bursts in Jasonâs tongue, the perfectly baked cookie dough splitting as he chews down on it, but all he can think is how glad he is that Leoâs here.
[inspiration from this post by @damstaplereater]
extra note: got this out before my luke fic đ. but let me know what you think in the comments! iâd love constructive criticism and how i can improve my works đ. alsooo, jason defo wakes up at ungodly hours, trust me, iâm his blanket!!
Love it . đ
I am begging for an angsty valgrace fic rec
Please someone give me one
But You Lived by Heavenlee_makes_stuff on AO3 .
Here's the fic if you just want to read it .
(T.W : S.H , angst , PTSD )
Hurt and comfort.
{ Leo knew crying could hurt. But this much? These sobs made of broken glass that shred his body to pieces? These were new. It was a miracle he managed to keep them quiet and muffled.
His face was burning. Tears and embarrassment and self loathing painting each dip and curve of his cheeks. The tears had dried out a while ago, leaving him with dry sobs that burned his throat and made his mouth tingle.
He doesnât even know what did it this time. What broke him into this mess curled up on the bathroom floor.
Maybe it was the teasing. Youâd think one of the saviors of Olympus would be immune to bullying. Turns out the entire Ares cabin thought otherwise. Maybe it was the fact that nothing was going how it was supposed to. Everything he made, everything he did, always went wrong. Each piece of his soul he shaped into a gift ended up crumpling to the floor the moment he touched the finished project. At this point, his hands shook every time he picked up a hammer.
Or maybe, just maybe, it was today.
Today, all those years ago, when he watched as his mothers workshop went up in flames. Every time he closed his eyes he could see the flames. Each breath he took smelled of smoke and rotting plants. Every voice sounded like it was telling him it was his fault. He did this. It was his fire. His.
Blood pools from a cut on his inner arm. The type of mark he hadnât made in almost a year. It didnât even hurt anymore. Just dripped steadily down his arm in a cruel river.
Youâre not worth it. Purred a voice in his ear, smooth like a summer breeze and soft like moss. You should have died in that fire. She hates you, you know that?
âShut up!â He screamed, the begging in his voice pressing against the tile walls all around him. âJust shut upâŠ!â
A laugh fades from his ears as a banging starts on the bathroom door. âLeo? Leo, are you okay?â Asked Nyssa, his sister. He felt terrible for making her sound so worried, but he couldnât get any words past his lips. âIâm gonna get Jason. Donât do anything stupid!â She called, footsteps storming off down the hall.
âNoâŠâ He tries weakly. Not Jason. He couldnât pretend in front of Jason.
Nonetheless, he tried to force himself to calm down. All he manages is to breathe shakily rather than continue sobbing. The banging returns. No, itâs knocking this time. Kinder than the fists crashing against wood.
âLeo? Iâm going to open the door. Donât freak out.â Jasonâs voice carries through the door, tone shaky but gentle. Leo watches as the doorknob twists, pushing towards him. Jason looks tired, but alert. He doesnât even move. âAre you okay?â
Leo canât help it. A manic laugh bursts from his mouth as he buries bloody hands in his hair. âIâm okay.â
Jasonâs jaw instantly tightens, but he stays calm. âMay I come in?â
A short nod that couldâve been easily missed. Socked feet carefully pad over the white tile floor, and then Jason is sinking to his knees quietly before Leo. The silence doesnât last long. Leoâs sobs are back, this time accompanied with tears. âIâm sorryâŠâ
âDonât be.â The blonde says softly, hands fidgeting in his lap. âThere's nothing for you to be apologising about.â
âThere's blood on the tiles now.â He protests, scratchy and weak compared to Jasonâs voice.
âIâll clean it.â
âI woke everyone up.â
âTheyâll fall back asleep.â
Something about the sincerity makes Leo want to scream again. Finally- âI killed her.â
Soft and sweet surrounds him, and he leans into Jasonâs embrace like it was keeping him up. âBut you lived.â
He breaks once more into tears, clutching at Jason and muffling his cries in the other boy's chest. Jason holds him for a long time. Maybe hours. He stops caring about the blood heâs getting on the white shirt.
When he opens his eyes, sunlight is beginning to filter through the foggy glass. Heâd fallen asleep without knowing it. But Jason's chest rose and fell unevenly below his head. The signature snores that blew through the other werenât there.
âHey. Morning.â Jason says softly. His words are slightly slurred, coated in exhaustion. âHow are you feeling?â
âBetter.â Leo finally croaks after a pause. His arm is half stuck to the otherâs shirt from where blood dried, and he gently pulls it away. Jason's arms loosen, but Leo doesnât even attempt to sit up.
âYeah? Can I take a look at your cut?â The blonde asks carefully. Leo can only nod.
Jason shifts Leo around until he can examine his arm, pale fingers careful against brown skin. A soft humming starts, seeping into Leoâs ears like honey. Jason uses the edge of his shirt to wipe as much blood away, making sure not to touch the wound directly. âI love you, you know.â He murmurs into Leoâs ear.
His heart skips several beats. Yes, he knew. But at the same time he didnât. It was a shock that tingled through each nerve in his body. âI love you too.â
âI know.â He can hear the smile in Jasonâs voice. âBut I love you more.â
âNot possible.â
âOf course it is. Iâll say it so many times youâll get sick of it. I love you.â
Leo melts, turning his face into Jasonâs chest.
âI canât get sick of that.â }
I LOVE THIS FIC SO MUCH . I LITERALLY HAVE THAT ' there's blood on the floor now part . ' Where's my Jason Grace ( but as a BFF cause I'm not into people like that. A.K.A I can find them attractive, but not want to date them . )
I havenât done an Everlark piece in a long time. I did them post Mockingjay. Instead of âMen whereâ on the meme, I did âGale whereâ.
Who's Gale, last I checked Peeta was with Katniss. LOL .
No Piper, infact, he didn't. My sources say Jason typed it himself.
Nico: How the hell did you crash the car?!
Leo: So I was just driving today, right? And my navigation told me to go straight.
Leo: I was like "woah, that's homophobic". Instead, I went gay. And, THAT'S when I got into an accident.
Nico: âŠ
Jason, with a proud smile: And THAT'S who I'm in love with, ladies and gentlemen.
That is homophobic people.