#jerachel

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

27 from the Responses to “I Love You” Prompt List for jerachel (Jason x Percy x Rachel)?

hey honey! thank you for the prompt i adore this trio so bloody much.

we look at each other in a-maze-ment

prompt: "Now's not really the time for dramatic confessions."// jerachel// 388 words

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“I love you guys.” Jason says it so quietly, it almost gets lost amongst the clattering between these walls.

So much noise it engulfs sound itself. Percy can feel his ears ringing to the tune of “never getting out of here, never getting out alive.” It’s been going for days. But those three little words break through his anxiety, through the endless darkness of his noisy head.

“What?” Rachel stares at the blonde. Her beautiful red curls, usually bouncy and fire-bright if they catch the right light, are now matted to her skin; grime and sweat her new shampoo and conditioner. Her elastic broke a week ago, her spare she had used to tie the broken satchel now slung over his shoulder. He shifts the weight of the bag as they both look towards the blonde.

“I said—” Jason takes a deep breath, jaw tense, muscles rippling as he inches forward, towards the growling sound they know is waiting to pounce. “I said I love you guys.”

“Now is not the time for dramatic confessions Jase,” Rachel glowers at him. Percy is in too much shock to react passed a choke in his throat.

“I don’t want to die without telling you.” The blonde looks back at them, blue eyes so much brighter in this inky suffocating darkness. “I don’t want to die without saying it out loud.”

The words settle within Percy, so deeply he cannot even feel the bottom of the well they’ve created. He can feel it behind his ribs, at the back of his neck, the soft inside of his thighs, encompassing his heart.

And then Rachel says, “I love you too. Both of you.”

And the well is filling up so fast and so intensely Percy is afraid he’s going to drown from the inside out. When had he ever felt like this? Like his whole body had finally clicked into place. Like the universe that he existed in finally exists in him. Universe he feels, and he thinks if he stretches his hand out he’ll be able to touch forever.

“We aren’t going to die.” He gasps out, drunk, choking on this filling well, on this burning body, on this infinite love. “I love you.” He says. “I love you and we aren’t going to die.”

The labyrinth gives a low groan.

[feralboimurphy]

rewatching season 6 as i write my jerachel fic and squealing when the three of them just work together so well. we were robbed i swear.

[feralboimurphy]

keeping it on a roll today. heres chapter 5.

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

[feralboimurphy]

small jerachel chapter before the BIG chapter

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

[feralboimurphy]

chapter 3 of my jerachel fic is up! after 4 months 😭

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

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

Can you pls do something for fluff 7 with like Percy×Rachel×Jason. That'd be really cool

fireflies

you're a gem! I love these three (a thank you over and over again to @larrikin-is-a-himbo for introducing us to the possibilities of them)

prompt: “I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you.”// jerachel// 183 words

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They're in a tent, in the middle of the woods, on a warm summer evening. Rachel decides she couldn’t be happier if she tried every hard drug in the world.

"What are you two doing?" She giggles as she sees shadows wave past her tent. She catches clasped hands, knees knocking gently; someone laughs. Peter Pan would be jealous of how animated these shadows are.

"We're dancing, Dare." Comes Percy's rough, playful voice.

"Through the fireflies?" She calls out, just as a swarm of light buzzes past the tent flap. One gets caught in the fabric and she prods it gently to help it escape into the night.

"I want to dance through an army of fireflies with you." Jason's quieter, firmer voice echoes through her.

"Well then," She grins, sticking a pale hand out of the tent. She feels fingers curl around hers, warm and long and bony. Percy. "Dance with me, my muses."

They're all laughing as she is yanked through the tent opening and into the night air. Her body is enveloped by two warm ones.

She feels firefly light.

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

Thoughts on Ms. Dare, Mr. Jackson and Mr. Grace in a polyamorous relationship? I tried imagining Jercy with Annabeth but I couldn't vibe with that. But with Rachel? I see a lot of potential, like Zukki.

Listen I'm an avid jercabeth shipper (thanks @derpy-grackson) but I can 1000000% see jerachel? as a thing!

And I have headcanons because you didn't ask for them but I'm forward af (this is a mix of demigod and non-demigod ones since I can never decide):

Art. So much art. Just everywhere. Their apartment is covered in paint splotches, discarded charcoal drawings scattered on the floor and between cut up magazine pages.

There is always music playing. Sometimes they're playing it since Percy can play piano, Rachel took dreaded flute lessons as a child, and Jason learnt how to play the Reed pipes since his only friends in early childhood were stars and wolves. Also Percy is learning how to play the drums and Rachel and Jason just............. stare............. because their boyfriend is really hot and his curls bounce in his face and his eyes close in bliss and how can they not???? But sometimes music is just crackling through their little speakers around the lounge. Soft jazz and modern pop and rock and their playlist is a mess of genres that's absolutely perfect for them. They have a vinyl record player but it doesn't work because they bought it from a secondhand store and didn't bother to ask if it actually works because Rachel just really wanted to paint it. It's a pretty ornament in their living room now.

They spend many week nights huddled up on a single couch watching bad reality TV because Percy and Rachel thinks it's hilarious and jason just loves his humans. Also they judge people a lot..... what do you mean she chose H I M he has frosted tips there is nothing good about him???????? yea their neighbours hate them.

When Jason and/or Percy have to go on a quest Rachel will stress bake and stress paint (but that's mostly swirls of colour, usually in dark shades) that represent the absolute mess that is her anxiety while she waits for them to return. Bonus however is that they pretty much always come home to a house filled with baked delights.

They have a set alarm that goes off on all three of their phones when they have to take medication. It's the loudest most obnoxious tone but it works because it snaps them out of their focus (more like hyper focus) and it's hilarious to seem them all scrambling to the kitchen to take meds

Jason loves to cook and Percy loves to watch him and Rachel loves to interfere. There was an incident with pasta sauce on the roof and a wooden spoon stuck in the toaster. They don't talk about it.

They love doing nature things together. Like walks on the beach and picnics in the orchards and spending time outside with the sun on their face and the wind kissing their skin. It's just really peaceful and after the horrors they've all experienced they need it more than anything.

After Rachel delivers a prophecy she always feels sick to the core. Like her entire body is rebelling agaisnt the death sentence she inevitably gives her friends. Percy and jason wrap her up in blankets and give her hot chocolate and they watch old Pixar movies so she can appreciate the animation and "cute bois? Have you seeeen treasure planet???"

Forehead kisses, my friend. And nose kisses. When they wake up, before they got to sleep, on their way out the door, coming back home. So many soft kisses.

Percy likes to plait Rachel's hair because it's so long and so full of curls and she looks like a warrior princess if he does it just right.

Jason just has a lot of pictures of them on his photography account. He picked up the hobby in high school (the little of it that he had) and Percy and Rachel are rudely photogenic. With Percy's earth brown skin that soaks up the sun and Rachel's paleness that contrasts every other bright colourful thing about her, eyes and hair and smile. They look like royalty in his lens, they look like gods.

Rachel loves their dark side, because they do inevitably have one. And monsters tend to think Rachel is easy bait for the two demigods but truly that is the worst mistake you can make. Because they will tear the world apart with a look alone before letting one inch of her freckled skin be harmed.

They hold hands a lot. Percy just really likes to be touching someone at all times, Rachel leeches off their warmth, and Jason needs them close. So it works.

Thank you for letting me be forward and I hope you like this because I'm obsesssseeedd!!!

[sillylien]

My first edit 😓