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I count even main ships in the Kane Chronicles and Magnus Chase books as rare pairs. Frank and Hazel from HoO, too.
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Here are your 2026 prompts! Image IDs beneath the images. Enjoy, and I can't wait to see what you create.
I will be posting disability writing advice with the tag #disability writing advice, over the coming days until the event.
[Image ID: A blue poster with blue and yellow flowers advertising PJO Disability Week. In the center, there is the title, which reads "PJO Disability Week". Beneath that is a caption that says "Disable your Blorbos!", and the dates July 12-18. Around the poster, there are several phrases, which say "All Riordanverse works are welcome, including OCs!", "Open to all media types (except AI)", "Posting open until July 25th!", "Prompts out now!!", "On Tumblr @ pjo-disability-week" and "Run by @ imminentchaos on Tumblr". /.End ID]
[Image ID: The prompt list for PJO Disability Week 2026. The prompt list is on a yellow background, with yellow flowers. The prompt list reads "Day One, July 12th, Retaliation/Infirmary. Day Two, July 13th, Mobility Aid/Flashback. Day Three, July 14th, Freedom/Flare Up. Day Five, July 15th, Family/Beauty. Day 6, July 16th, Fantasy AU/Capture the Flag. Day 7, July 18th, Date Night/Free Space. /.End ID]
Percy gazed at the son of Hades for a long moment before he spoke, eyes not leaving his even in the haze of smoke that billowed so smoothly from his lips:
“I don’t wanna be a bad influence,” Percy leaned closer as he murmured it—his catlike grin challenging, his eyes bedroom-like in a way that must have come to him like breathing.
“I’ve done worse,” Nico replied, his voice something outside of himself. He knew this from the way he sat on the fire escape outside of Percy’s room; inside was his bedroom of soft blue sheets and warm yellow light, outside was the deep blue cover of night, the smog of the city a pillow smothering the stars.
Percy nodded thoughtfully. He started to hold out the joint, then pulled back as Nico reached for it.
“I want you to take it from me, from my lips,” Percy thought aloud. “I wanna see exactly what I’m giving to you.”
Nico swallowed, a vague urge in the back of his mind to quip something stupid at Percy’s words.
He said nothing, only nodding as his stare bored into Percy’s.
Percy took another hit deep in his lungs, and Nico imagined the Great Hero Percy Jackson, slayer of monsters, his childhood hero, fallen by some stupid mortal disease like lung cancer. For some reason, it almost seemed fitting for the son of Poseidon.
Percy grasped Nico’s chin, his grip somehow gentle and firm at once. He pulled Nico closer as the son of Hades leaned in, parting his lips as if they’d done this a hundred times before.
When their lips brushed, followed by the pungent smoke in his lungs, the high hit like nothing Nico could have imagined.
for @percicomicrofic | prompt: raw | words: 872 (oops) | tags: oral sex, percy eats nico's ass, mild angst from nico pining as there's some fwb type situation going on here, past nico/will
The gentle kiss of lips pressed down Nico's spine and coupled with the brush of hands that followed down his sides, Nico couldn't help but question if this was how it was to be worshipped.
It sure felt like it.
Lips warm and soft, finger tips purposeful on the brink of ticklish, the playlist Percy had on continuing to hum in the background. A content sigh left Nico's mouth followed by the feeling of a smile on his lower back.
He almost wanted to tell Percy to hurry up with the way Nico's dick was awkwardly trapped between his stomach and Percy's mattress yet he also wanted this moment to drag on forever, never to leave the care of gentle lips and hands.
Another kiss then another just below it and Nico's mind continued to float. He was putty under Percy's will and although he didn't know Percy's goal, Nico didn't care.
Whatever Percy wanted Nico knew he'd give.
A sudden shiver ran through Nico's entire body, spawning out from the spot right above where his lower back split into his cheeks. A kiss so low.
His shock must have shown as hands paused the massage of his cheeks.
"You good?"
Nico hated the way the care always wormed its way straight into his chest and made its home there.
"Yeah," Nico replied, voice a little distant from his mind. "I- I just wasn't expecting it."
Hands continued the soft massage, a cold breeze brushing between his cheeks when they separated. It was torture although Nico was a willing participant. Always willing.
"No one eaten you out before?"
Everything screeched to halt minus maybe Percy's hands but Nico was too focused repeating Percy's words and the meaning behind them around his head to focus on his hands.
Was Percy offering?
Admittedly he'd always been curious to what it would feel like to have someone explore him in such a way.
He'd brought it up to Will once. Nico really shouldn't have been shocked or disappointed by the way Will's face had scrunched into disgust and denied his question. Definitely not with the way Will refused to even finger Nico without a pair of medical gloves.
Fine if Nico had a medical kink but he's pretty sure he had the opposite of one.
'It's sanitary, Nico,' Will had always said as if exploring sexuality, exploring Nico was dirty and that a boarder needed to be kept between them at all times.
Yet Percy, Percy had initiated, asked, appeared just as eager as Nico's still trapped dick.
Nico shook his head. "No, but you can."
Percy hands rubbed upwards settling near his hips as he asked, "You sure?"
"Yes."
He'd never been more sure about something in his life.
"Hips up," Percy commanded, gentle yet firm.
Nico mentally cursed how he moved automatically to Percy's will, naked and exposed, raw and vulnerable in a way he almost wanted to shy away from. He couldn't see Percy's face, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to, yet the inhale of ocean breeze from the pillow under his head and warm hands on his cheeks instantly stabilised him.
Trust.
He trusted Percy. Trusted he'd take care of him, trusted that he could hand Percy a new experience and Nico not leave with regret.
Maybe that's what scared him the most.
Although, as lips found his body once again, soft and gentle, the edge of fear subsided.
"Let me know if you need me to stop," was the only warning Percy gave, pressed into his skin, before hands separated Nico into two and a hot, wet strip licked down the middle.
A gasp tumbled out Nico's lips and his hands blindly gripped for the edge of Percy's mattress somewhere under the pillow.
Percy provided zero recovery time, not that Nico wanted him to. Not with the way Percy's tongue started near the back of his balls, licked upwards only to circle and flick his rim before continuing his journey upwards.
Over and over again, the pull under, to be brought back to the surface only to drown again as if Nico were food to be played with.
He could do nothing to stop it, wanted to do nothing, the sensation too good, chasing Percy's affection as he'd always done. His tongue deadly and Nico ignoring every danger sign of his mind to fall to the will of his body.
Although, somewhere in the haze of his skull and the groans that tumbled from his mouth, his mind couldn't help but shove its way in with the knowledge Percy had done this before.
Who with, Nico didn't know.
It shouldn't matter. It didn't matter.
It hurt all the same.
Pressure travelled up his thighs. Hands.
"You're thinking too much," Percy mumbled into Nico's lower back. "Should I be offended?"
Pressure left his thigh, travelled around his hips and wrapped all their digits around him. Hips snapped backwards as a moan he was sure was Percy's name ran free.
He was drowning. Drowning.
"That's better," came from somewhere behind him, followed by a low kiss.
Then, when pressure tugged as hot, wet muscle breached his body, Nico's mind halted, slipped over the edge and he sunk into the depths.
Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.
“I asked chat gpt—” well I asked Jason Grace and he said, “You once woke up a dragon with just your voice. You believed the dragon should be alive, right? We have to believe in Leo. There is no way he would die so easily. He’s a tough guy.”
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Ruegard is doomed yuri, that parallels the story of Achilles and Patroclus, and also parallels other ancient Greek stories, such as the relationship between Ares, Hephaestus and Aphrodite.
Silena literally pretended to be Clarisse, and sacrificed herself while wearing Clarisse's armour. After her death, Clarisse literally went on a grief fueled rampage.
@pjo-rarepairs please reblog this we need people to vote Ruegard
I really like black jason for the way that it could mean something about a black man existing in a military camp that clearly values him for his status and how useful he is as the perfect roman soldier and leader, rather than actually caring about him as a person (something that jason remarks on in the books himself and expresses discomfort with), and then proceed to tell a story about this black man regaining his autonomy and reshaping his identity with his own hands and being able to make his own choices about his life - which allows a thematic throughline to the real struggles and triumphs of diasporic black people !!!
so the idea of an all-american golden boy, an almost essentially white male figure embodying western partiarchal values, being black instead isn't unheard of in media and in real life (he's literally not american lol but jackson from the tv show "sex education" is both a good example of and subversion of the trope when appearing in a black character); the golden boy is usually an athlete, handsome, conventionally masculine, talented, comes from a "good" family, experiences favoritism, has strong principles, etc - all of which applies to white jason (the "good family" being jupiter, which awards him the highest possible status among the romans - and thus causes jason's supposed favoritism that he detests). but for a black "golden boy", there can and has been an added connotation of racial exploitation by dominant white power structures (I recall reading some really good papers in college about black football/basketball stars being exploited for their bodies/labor on both the collegiate and professional level, though I can't remember the names of said papers. exploitation of black men in sports is a big and easily researchable topic tho)
I think this connotation of exploitation would matter because although hera seems to be soft for jason in some ways later on in the series, in tlh she uses really specific, unpleasant language about her ownership of him that evokes much more obviously violent imagery if she now becomes a powerful white woman claiming ownership over a black teenager, rather than a white one (I'd like to note that this is also almost exactly what hazel goes through with gaea, which I've posted about before here and here - though to my knowledge gaea lacks a specific race/human skintone whereas we do know that juno appeared explicitly as a white woman to frank's mom when he was a baby). this is even more uncomfortable if this renders beryl grace a black woman who had her son taken away by an omnipotent white power figure (juno/hera). jupiter "gives" him to juno as a "gift" and names jason after juno's favorite mortal, rather than beryl choosing his name - as if to completely strip jason of his black roots and forcibly assimilate him into her own culture (which is just. a thing that did actually happen to enslaved black people, and why most black americans have """white"""-sounding surnames to this day, including myself)
jason rejects these claims of ownership immediately, and a continuous theme of his character is extracting himself from the repressive confines of camp jupiter, a camp that canonically has ties to the american confederacy as well as a history of racist discrimination against frank's ancestor shen lun. camp jupiter highly values collective strength and militarism, and is in general very old conservative-coded (hence why a lot of people read octavian as a somewhat conservative figure). the existence of reyna as one of its leaders unfortunately doesn't negate this conservatism, but it's interesting how, in having his memories wiped, (black) jason can gain the opportunity to view the world through a completely new lens and attempt to rediscover himself, especially while surrounded by other people of color like piper and leo (idk, especially piper? black-indigenous solidarity runs deep in america, and there's a reason why 'bipoc' is its own category)
in this way I like how jason reevaluating his relationship to camp jupiter, how "roman" (= white/conservative) he actually is, and how much he needs to find himself again after everything he's been through could then be read as a black man freeing himself from an exploitative white power structure that doesn't really care about him. it's an imperfect metaphor that gets icky when taking into account how most of hoo's nonwhite cast starts roman and stays roman (reyna, frank, hazel) but I don't think the metaphor necessarily needs to be read in the exact same way for every character (i.e. frank's eventual praetorship over camp jupiter could be interpreted as a triumph over camp jupiter's past sinophobia)
naturally all of this necessitates some "rewriting" of jason, i.e. his awkward commentary about the confederacy to hazel in moa should absolutely become a moment of self-reflection and unpacking of conservatism/internalized racism that he may have been blind to before, rather than the weird "not all white people" moment that it actually is (though I think this makes hazel's canon discomfort with him even more funny/layered/interesting. like she can smell the internalized bigotry he needs to unpack or something /lh). I also think that reconnecting with thalia would be infinitely more essential to emphasize and show in-text for clear reasons, and that's just not a thing hoo bothers with much (I think that the thalia-jason reunion scene occurring in leo's pov in tlh is like… top 10 worst writing moments in hoo. it so obviously should have occurred in jason's pov and I can't believe rick didn't do that. it's so bad). this is all a pretty big subject that ought to be handled with thought and research and delicacy but I just think there are plenty of reasons why jason specifically being black has potential to be very compelling!!!