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July 24th

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[queenjunothegreat]

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. *** 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. 

[demigod-shenanigans]

Memories in Motion

Summary: “You’re going to be okay,” Jason said gently. “You lost a lot of blood, but once we got you to the infirmary, it was nothing a little nectar and a blood transfusion couldn’t fix.” But Thalia wasn’t okay. None of this was okay. The wrongness of it all settled deep in her bones as her brother spoke. She could tell his smile was strained, but he spoke with this strange calm, as if to soothe her. Her little brother was trying to comfort her.

Or: Thalia gets hurt on a mission, and wakes up to Jason sitting at her bedside. She has some… complicated feelings about it, to say the least.

Written for @rrverseflashfics: Care

This takes place in the same universe as the choiceless hope in grief, but you do not need to have read that fic to understand this one! The main things you need to know are just that Leo went and did the Orpheus and Eurydice thing with Jason, and Jason and Leo are currently staying at the Waystation!

———

Thalia woke up thoroughly disoriented. This was, at least in parts, due to the fact that she had no memory of falling asleep. She tried to make sense of her hazy surroundings and hazier recollection of past events. 

The last thing she vividly remembered was their final standoff with the Teumessian Fox, assisting Laelaps in catching his ancient foe. She remembered Piper moving towards the beasts—fearless despite the fact that she did not even have Artemis’ blessing to protect her, wielding nothing but the power of her words.

It hadn’t been enough. They’d needed a distraction. 

Thalia could do distractions. 

She had arrows and lightning bolts and her shield Aegis, and she’d wielded them all without hesitation. The monster hadn’t been thrilled, immediately retaliating with claws and teeth.

She remembered the pain, dulled as it had been by the layers of her armor and the rush of adrenaline. She remembered thinking that it didn’t matter if she was hurt, so long as the distraction had been enough. 

And it had been. It had been enough for Piper’s voice to do the rest. To remind the beast how it had missed its ancient foe and their endless chase across the stars. This world was too small to contain them. But the universe was vast, and it was theirs to return to. 

And so they had. The fox never meant to be caught had turned to glittering dust, a streak of gold moving through the night sky to take back its rightful place among the constellations. Laelaps had followed soon after, welcoming a final affectionate petting from Reyna before it had chased after the Teumessian Fox.

Thalia had still barely felt the pain at the time. She’d been too preoccupied making sure the other hunters were unharmed, especially since she’d lost track of Iphigenia during the fight.

Despite the immediate danger being over, the adrenaline had kept her on her feet a while longer after that. The chase had gone on for months, and after so much time spent barely able to mitigate the destruction the Teumessian Fox had caused, her body took a while to process the fact that the danger was well and truly dealt with.

But then the memories grew hazy around the edges. They were snippets, like a film reel that had been exposed to too much light, half the sections faded beyond recognition.

Thalia remembered traveling, but couldn’t remember where they’d traveled. She remembered the warm, slick feel of blood against her fingers. She remembered sitting against a wall, breathing growing increasingly harder. There was only inky blackness afterwards.

There was no more darkness now. She blinked hard, struggling to get her eyes to adjust to the harsh light of the room she was in.

“You’re awake.” Thalia spent several seconds trying and failing to place the voice. “Thank the gods, Lia. For a second, I thought…”

A hand slipped into hers, cold fingers squeezing hers.

Thalia didn’t need to recognize the voice, then. There was only one person in the world who called her Lia. 

It was the first word her little brother had ever spoken. Despite his best efforts, that had been the only part of her name he’d been able to pronounce at the time. Even through all of their devastating losses of each other, it had stuck.

“Jay?” Her voice came out brittle.

“You’re going to be okay,” Jason said gently. “You lost a lot of blood, but once we got you to the infirmary, it was nothing a little nectar and a blood transfusion couldn’t fix.”

But Thalia wasn’t okay. None of this was okay.

The wrongness of it all settled deep in her bones as her brother spoke. She could tell his smile was strained, but he spoke with this strange calm, as if to soothe her. Her little brother was trying to comfort her.

She hated this. Hated that he felt the need to comfort her when, as the older sibling, the comforting should have been her job. Hated that she had not recognized him by his voice. Hated that she should have known it immediately, but did not. Hated knowing that, had it been Annabeth, she would have known her, no matter how dizzy and disoriented she felt.

The thought of letting herself love Annabeth like a sister had felt like a betrayal of Jason’s memory in the early days. She had failed one little sibling, and there she’d been, opening her heart to another. Teaching her to fight and survive when she hadn’t been able to save the first person whose life had ever depended on her. Dark hair intricately braided between her fingers when Jason’s had never had the chance to grow past his shoulders. Listening to her stories and seeing her be foolish and brave and fierce in ways Jason had never gotten to be. It had been a kindness and a cruelty, to know Annabeth—this little sister she had not looked for but had found regardless—in a way she’d never known her brother.

But then Thalia had died, and miraculously, both of her siblings had lived. And sometime in her absence, both Jason and Annabeth had outgrown her. Her little sister had grown accustomed to no longer needing her, and Thalia wasn’t even sure her little brother remembered ever needing her at all. 

Jason’s hand squeezed hers a little tighter. Thalia remembered what his tiny hand had felt like in hers, back when she’d been nine and Jason had been two. She had clung to the memory in its stead once she no longer had that hand to take in hers. But this hand was no longer the same she’d held as a child. His hand was larger than hers now, and it didn’t have the same fragile softness she remembered. It was strong from years of wielding weapons, and scarred from fights Thalia had not been privy to. 

It wasn’t just that she hadn’t recognized his voice in an instant the way any halfway decent older sister should. There was so much about Jason that she didn’t know. Thalia had grieved her brother twice, but she hadn’t truly known him even once.

She didn’t know where to even start with that. Didn’t know how to be an older sister outside of trying her best to protect her younger siblings—a job that she couldn’t help but feel like she had failed at miserably.

She didn’t know how to say any of that. She tried to will the water out of her eyes, to will her voice to steady. “How long was I out?”

“It’s Monday, almost three pm. You were out for a full day,” Jason said softly, his big hand trembling in hers.

“You have lacrosse training on Monday afternoons,” Thalia realized, alarmed.

Jason blinked owlishly at her. “I- what?”

“You love lacrosse,” she said softly. “You should be at training.”

“Lia, forget about lacrosse for a second, you could have died!” Jason snapped, staring at her with a distraught expression. “Lacrosse will still be there for me next week, but I… I had to be sure you would be, too, okay?”

“Jay…”

She was startled when she realized he was crying. 

She’d barely known her little brother—that tiny, vulnerable bundle full of warm, fussy baby that had been pressed into her arms at seven years old and that she’d sworn to herself to never let go—any other way. He’d had a strong pair of lungs and voiced his upset loudly, even when Thalia desperately tried to shush him so he wouldn’t wake their easily upset mother. His cries had grown softer as a toddler, once he’d started to understand and fear what would happen if their mom got mad, but he’d still spent so much time clinging to her, tears muffled against her nightgown.

She hadn’t ever seen this Jason cry. He’d had to be a strong leader at Camp Jupiter for so long that a part of her had feared he’d utterly unlearned how. But here he was, crying over her, of all things.

“I can’t lose you,” Jason said with a quiet, trembling voice. “Not again.”

Thalia say up slowly, ignoring the way her injured side protested. It felt more like a giant bruise than anything now—not life-threatening, just a serious pain in the ass—but even if it had been worse than that, she didn’t think she would have cared. Her little brother was crying, and the only thing she wanted was to pull him close and hold him and tell him everything would be okay until at least one of them believed it.

Jason looked hesitantly at her bandages, but she held up her arms, and he collapsed into her. He was much too big to cry into her chest now, but he sobbed fiercely into her shoulder, and he still fit into her arms all the same. 

“I’m right here,” she told him, and she was fifteen and twenty and nine years old, all at the same time. Her voice wasn’t steady now. She could feel the way her eyes were watering, a few stray tears dripping down into Jason’s hair and she gently pressed a kiss to the top of his head, the way she hadn’t since he’d been a toddler. “I’m not going anywhere. I promise.”

They both knew she couldn’t actually promise that, but Jason didn’t protest. He accepted her gentle reassurances with the same ease he had as a child—and even then, he’d known some of them were untrue. The fact of the matter was that things weren’t magically going to be okay just because your big sister told you they would be—but his willingness to believe her had always made the impossible things she promised seem slightly more possible.

They’d both gone places before where the other couldn’t follow. They had no illusions about what the reality of their lives looked like—couldn’t have, after everything that had happened to them. 

But they had each other back, at least for a little while. 

The best they could do was make it count.

“I think I should stay here a few days to properly recover before rejoining the Hunters,” Thalia decided, almost surprised at the ease with which the words left her mouth. The fox was dealt with. She could leave the world for other people to save—at least for a little while.

Jason immediately perked up. “I have a game on Friday, if you want to come watch,” he said softly, slightly muffled by her shoulder. “Only if you’re feeling well enough, though.”

“Stop trying to parent me. You may look older than me now, but I’m still the older sibling here,” she said, a smile spreading across her face. She squeezed his shoulders as tightly as her bruised body would allow. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

———

Notes:

-This is my first ever Thalia POV, which is a little scary! I do also realize that it’s kind of evil of me to write this instead of the Thalia and Jason hug I promise you of them reuniting post Leo’s little Orpheus maneuver, but this one fits well into my usual formula of getting a tough character into a situation where she’s forced to be a little vulnerable, so it felt like a less intimidating approach for my first proper Thalia focused fic!

-It also very nicely fit one of this week’s Riordanverse Flash Fic prompts, which I love!

-You will still be getting the other fic, I promise, but we’ll have to see when I get around to it!

-Also, the bit about loving Annabeth like a sister feeling like a betrayal of Jason’s memory and worrying about failing her the way she failed him goes specifically out to pjoTV Thalia, because I came up with the thought of her being tough on Annabeth specifically because of the way losing shaped her and she couldn't bear to lose another sibling, and I’ve wanted to do something about that ever since! I might actually also take a stab at the bit where tiny Annabeth gets captured sometime to go into the Jason of all that :)

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Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays

July 17th

Sick Day/Fic 

Care 

Lyrics 

“Unlike you, I actually…” 

Free Choice

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[demigod-shenanigans]

Okay! Valgrace week is officially over, but I’d like to continue being a nuisance, so I’m a) advocating for anyone who’s okay with doing so to put a blanket permission to podfic on their Ao3 profile (go read this post for some good explanations on what that is and what it does!) and b) if you are open to podfics being made of your work, please go ahead and put your username on this google sheet I made!

I thought it’d be handy to have list of valgrace/lost trio fic authors open to podfics for me and anyone else who might want to use it! If you’re generally open to the idea, but have works you don’t want people to podfic, there’s a field in the google sheet made exactly for that purpose! If you at any point want to change your permissions or take yourself off the list again, go into the doc and do just that!

A general database for podficcers exists, but as far as I’m aware it’s only sortable by overarching fandom, it’s for blanket permissions exclusively and there were also barely any valgrace authors in it (I spent half an afternoon going through every single listed HoO fandom profile), so I figured I’d make things a little easier for myself and potentially others!

Keep in mind that people have different boundaries and comfort zones and that podficcing takes time, so a blanket permission statement or interacting with this post/the google sheet isn’t a guarantee you’ll get a podfic! However, the more easily available the information that you’re open to podfics is, the more likely it is that someone will make one!

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Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays

July 10th

Pools 

Beach Trip/ Episode 

In the Same Boat 

“Please don’t drown…” 

Free Choice

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[drewtanakagf]

twelve to now

☆ for @rrverseflashfics chance encounters and @sapphic-summer-riordanverse week six: second chances

Drew is not scared of Rachel. Not at all. She is so normal about the prophetess. Very normal. After losing her counselor-ship in the world's most underwhelming way, all Drew wants to do is wallow with Connor. The fates have a different plan, and Drew's faced with her second obstacle of the day: Rachel Elizabeth Dare and her palm-sweat inducing presence.

Teen & Up, Some Swearing

Words: 2.5k

[queenjunothegreat]

Aaaaalrighty! Who's ready for ANOTHER fic from yours truly? Hopefully you because it's @rrverseflashfics time! Surprise! Let's go!

Ao3: That Was Our Route, Better Find Another

“I’m L–” the boy stumbled over the word before recovering. “Emil. You can call me Emil.” Jason’s ears pricked, and he heard the half-truth, just like Lupa had taught him. That was fine. He could fib, too. “Okay. I’m Michael. Did you see anything weird about that guy?” Emil paused for a moment, assessing before he shrugged. “Does there have to be something weird? He was a big guy picking on a smaller kid, and that’s not fair. You’re, what? Twelve?” “Ten.” Emil brightened considerably. “Me too!” Jason cocked his head to the side. “Really? I thought you were eight.” Emil scowled at him. “Next time I’m letting bad guys eat you.” *** Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays 2026 "Chance Encounter"

Jason was in trouble. He was in big, big trouble. The biggest trouble he’d ever been in in the whole ten years of his life.

He was not supposed to be on this quest. Camp Jupiter had rules, and one of those rules was that you had to be 13 before you were allowed to go on quests, but he was special. He was the son of Jupiter, and that meant he got more responsibility than everyone else his age because he was going to be a leader one day. So, Alexios had begrudgingly agreed to let him be the third member of their questing party, and Luciana had told him specifically that he was not to go wandering off on his own because she refused to be responsible for the death of the King of Olympus’s son. 

Honestly, Jason had done a really good job on the quest. He’d stuck by Luciana’s side, fought monsters, and followed all of Alexios’s orders without fail. He’d even gotten a crooked grin and a “Good job, kid,” while the older boy ruffled his hair. Their quest was pretty much done, they were just waiting around in a cheap motel while Alexios finished writing his mission brief and Luciana slept off over-using her powers. They’d be in the black SUVs headed back home in less than an hour, and Jason decided that he’d do something nice for his quest mates and go get snacks for the trip home. 

And that was why Jason was in trouble.

He hadn’t planned on running into the Cyclopes, especially considering that he’d left his sword in the motel room, but the voice had sounded just like Luciana telling him that he needed to get to her right then, and he’d followed the order without question. That had resulted in Jason being cornered in a dead end as a Cyclopes bore down on him with a nasty grin. “My my,” he said in Alexios’s voice. “What a yummy little demi–”

The Cyclopes was interrupted by a tennis shoe bouncing off the back of his head, and Jason and the Cyclopes both looked to see a very small boy standing there, looking furious and only wearing one shoe. “You leave him alone!”

“Why you little–” the Cyclopes charged, but the boy darted away, leading the monster away from Jason. 

Jason just stood there for a moment, blinking in shock for a moment while he tried to register what just happened. Before he could though, the little boy was back, grabbing his shoe with one hand and Jason in the other. “Come on! We gotta scram before that bozo comes back!” he ordered with bright, manic eyes.

Still blinking away his shock, Jason just let himself be led through the twisting roads of Houston until the boy ducked between a pair of dumpsters and uncovered a little alcove. He was panting, but he was also grinning like he’d just won something. “Okay, I think we’re safe here.”

Jason probably should have thanked the boy for saving his life, but instead he just frowned. “Who are you?”

“I’m L–” the boy stumbled over the word before recovering. “Emil. You can call me Emil.”

Jason’s ears pricked, and he heard the half-truth, just like Lupa had taught him. That was fine. He could fib, too. “Okay. I’m Michael. Did you see anything weird about that guy?”

Emil paused for a moment, assessing before he shrugged. “Does there have to be something weird? He was a big guy picking on a smaller kid, and that’s not fair. You’re, what? Twelve?”

“Ten.”

Emil brightened considerably. “Me too!”

Jason cocked his head to the side. “Really? I thought you were eight.”

Emil scowled at him. “Next time I’m letting bad guys eat you.”

Jason ignored that, figuring that there probably wouldn’t be very many more chances for Emil to feed him to monsters. “What are you doing out here?”

“Same as you, I guess,” Emil said with a shrug. “It’s summertime, so there’s no school, and my foster mom doesn’t let me in until sundown. She doesn’t really care where I go before then.”

Jason frowned. That didn’t sound right, but he didn’t really know enough about mortal childhoods to dispute it. “Uh, yeah. Me, too. I guess.” He frowned at Emil, thinking about how he’d seemingly recognized the Cyclopes and how he’d run even faster than some of the Mercury kids at Camp. “Do you know who your mom and dad are?”

Emil puckered his face and looked away. “My mom and dad are dead.”

Jason immediately shrank in on himself, feeling very bad and more than a little dumb. “Sorry.”

“It’s whatever,” Leo muttered. “You didn’t know.”

That was true, Jason didn’t know. What he did know was that this boy saved him, and he refused to just leave him behind. “Do you like your foster mom?”

Emil looked very suspicious. “Theresa’s fine.”

“Would you like to come live with me instead?” Jason offered. “I live in a camp for special kids. I think you’d fit in really well. Plus I’d like to have a friend.”

Emil’s eyes went wide before he glanced back and forth like he was looking for a trap. Then he said in a small, shy voice, “I’d like to be your friend, too.”

“Great!” Jason beamed. He offered Emil his hand this time. “Come on. If you’ll take me back to the motel, we can go together.” Emil nodded, took his hand and led him back to the motel Jason described. Right as they rounded the corner, Jason grinned because he saw Luciana standing at the door, looking frantic. “Okay, wait right here! I’ll be right back!”

Jason ran up to Luciana, who whirled around and grabbed him, shaking him a bit. “There you are! You had me worried sick!”

“Sorry!” Jason said through laughter. She put him down, and he looked up at her with wide eyes. “Luciana, I made a friend. He saved me from a Cyclops and I told him he could live at Camp Jupiter. I think he’s a demigod. He’s waiting at the corner.”

Luciana’s eyes widened and she looked past Jason’s shoulder with a frown. “Who’s waiting?”

Jason whirled around, and was heartbroken to find that Emil was nowhere to be seen. “I– But I told him to wait. He said he’d be my friend.”

Luciana was quiet for a moment before she sighed. “I’m sorry, Jay. Maybe now just wasn’t the right time.”

Jason felt his eyes start to sting so he bit down hard on his lip. “Why not?”

“You know as well as I do that Lupa’s the one who brings in demigods to Camp,” she reminded him. “Maybe the Fates aren’t ready for the two of you to meet just yet.”

“Maybe,” Jason said morosely.

Luciana squeezed his fingers. “Come on. Al’s done with the report, so I was gonna buy some car snacks. You wanna come?”

“Okay,” he agreed softly, letting her lead him away, just like Emil had.

“Cheer up kid,” she smiled. “I bet you’ll see him again when the time’s right. Can you wait for that?”

“I can,” Jason said, though he knew deep in his chest that he’d never get to see Emil again. 

[sobqjmv]

@rrverseflashfics is back!!!!

here is my submission for today!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[valgrace-bigbang]

⛈️ 2026 Valgrace Big Bang 🔥

Hello everyone! Happy Valgrace Week! Are we all having fun? I certainly am! This year, to celebrate, I would like to invite you all to what could very well be the inaugural Valgrace Big Bang! Today I am very excited to finally present the Big Bang Interest Check~! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･･ﾟ✧ Not entirely sure what a Big Bang is? Fear not! I have a brief overview of how it works here! If this sounds like something you'd be interested in, be sure to let me know!

Valgrace Big Bang Interest Check

This is and interest check to see who might be interested in a Big Bang featuring Jason Grace and Leo Valdez from Rick Riordan's Heroes of O

[rrverseflashfics]

Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays

July 3rd

Politics AU 

Chance Encounter 

Danger

“We’re getting older.” 

Free Choice

tag @rrverseflashfics in your work, submit on ao3

[rrverseflashfics]

Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays will be BACK next week! The Summer Session Begins on July 3rd. Prompts will be posted on July 2nd at 12PM EST.

Summer Session Dates: July 3rd, 10th, 17th, 24th, 31st, August 7th

[valgraceweek]

⛈️⭐ 2026 Valgrace Week ⭐🔥

As always, platonic and romantic pairings are fine! Writing/art/mood boards/playlists— anything is encouraged :)

July 1st : Annoying / Jason's Birthday

July 2nd : Leader / Traitor

July 3rd : Trap / Venerate

July 4th : Inspired by Other Works / Tropes List* [alt.]

July 5th : Flicker / Surge

July 6th : Worthless / Martyr

July 7th : Boring / Leo's Birthday

*To celebrate the growth of the vg fandom, July 4th, is about working with others. That fic you read that you're dying to draw for? That post someone wrote that you can't get out of your head? That abandoned fic that still gets to you? Today's the day! Additionally, @queenjunothegreat, who has been a major voice in reviving the fandom, created a list of prompts that we just needed to drop in, too.

Use the tags #valgrace or #valgraceweek26 when posting! While the fandom seems to be growing, this is always a very small, chill event, so please just have fun! :)

Got an Ao3? Upload to the collection. [Link] Forgot until it's too late? No worries! The collection stays open year-round.

[valzhangism]

VALZHANG BIG BANG 2026! 🛠️🐻

We're back for 2026's Valzhang event! Do you love Valzhang? Do you want an excuse to finally make art of them? Do you want to see Valzhang works made by other fans? If yes, then consider joining this year's Bang! More details below.

LINK FOR APPLICATION

What's a Bang and how does it work?

During this event, creators will be trading their works and making art inspired by others'!

The event is split into two: during the first creation period, artists will make a Valzhang work (visual art or writing). It can be anything, any idea or concept the artist wants.

Then the art gets swapped around. During the second creation period, every participant receives a work created by another person during the first half, and they create another work based on it. Depicting a scene from it, making concept art of it, writing a story based on it, etc.

So in short, every person creates two works and receives a "gift" inspired by the first one. If you wrote a fic, you'll receive a companion art piece; if you drew art, you'll receive a companion fic!

What's the schedule?

June 9 - June 31: Sign-ups

July 1 - September 1: First creation period

September 2: First work submission

September 3 - November 3: Second creation period

November 5: Final posting!

What are the rules?

Please keep all works relatively SFW (no explicit sexual content, or graphic violence/gore, for example).

Every fic is expected to be at least 1k words, in English, and with grammar sufficient enough to be comprehensible.

Every art piece is expected to be finished/sufficiently cleaned. The definition of this is subjective and differs case-by-case, so there are no strict standards; just be sensible and make your own judgment about it.

If you need an extension for your work, please let me know at least three days before the deadline of the submissions.

Avoid discussing or posting your work before the final posting date. During the submissions, your work is sent to me personally. Fics can be sent through a PDF/text file. Any image file is fine for art.

If you have a problem with the work you've been paired with, let me know as early as possible so something can be figured out with other participants.

On the day, if posting your works on Tumblr, tag with "vzbang2026".

Have fun!

If you're interested, sign up with the form above! If you have any questions or concerns, just let me know in my askbox (or type it out in the form)!

Let's all have fun Valzhanging out together this summer 💕

[pjo-disability-week]

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]

[rrverseflashfics]

Riordanverse Flash Fic Fridays will be BACK in a little under a month! The Summer Session Begins on July 3rd. Prompts will be posted on July 2nd at 12PM EST.

Summer Session Dates: July 3rd, 10th, 17th, 24th, 31st, August 7th