#jercy fic

[heavenlee-makes-stuff]

jercy week 2026 day two submission !!

prompt: body swap au

you are just a boy you are no man by heavenlee_makes_stuff on ao3 (words: 1,705, 1/1, light angst, some fluff, body dysmorphia)

[sodamnbored]

Praetor Percy (I like you better broken) - Jercy I’m intrigued by this title. You have anything to share about it?

I’m late - as always - but it’s for the first day’s prompt of FebWhump, which is “I like you better broken”. So I’m just working on a wee one shot (that miiight become a two shot) for that prompt.

Essentially during the Argo II quest something, and I’m leaving it non-specific, either possesses or starts heavily influencing Percy, so we get a bit of dark!percy, and he’s just taking his bad mood out on Jason. The Praetor thing is basically Percy trying to pull rank on him and tease Jason that Percy had replaced him and he’s now obsolete. He acts like a power hungry douche about it 😅

I do plan on it being non-con in the end. You can have this snippet, but this is a very early rushed first draft so it will hopefully get better haha:

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Percy wiped a hand over his mouth, laughing lowly like he’d found the strike funny. “You should never strike your Praetor. I could punish you for insubordination.”

“You’re not my Praetor,” Jason ground out through clenched teeth. “You’re not even Percy. He wouldn’t say any of that crap.”

Percy laughed louder that time, but it was no more pleasant a sound than it had been the first time. “Of course I am. Not everything is a conspiracy, Jason. Sometimes it’s just that people don’t like you.”

Losing his cool again at the provocation, Jason lunged toward him, levelling a fist at Percy’s gut. Maybe he could force Percy to vomit up whatever nasty thing had gotten into him. Percy shifted to the side to let his fist pass harmlessly, before darting out his own hand, and grasped his wrist tightly. He tugged roughly, pulling Jason briefly off balance, with his left arm stretched out past Percy’s waist, wrist trapped in Percy’s firm grip.

He looked up, catching Percy’s eyes as they turned cold and Percy bared his teeth at him in a malevolent grin. He flexed his hand and Jason heard the sharp crack before he felt pain explode in his arm. He bit down on his cry of pain, tugging his arm back as soon as Percy dropped it idly. He cradled his arm against his chest, breathing tightly through his nose. He staggered two steps back from Percy, as his wrist pulsed dully and his trembling fingers began to tingle unpleasantly.

Percy’s eyelids lowered and he chuckled in dark amusement as he examined the hand he had used to break Jason’s wrist idly. “Earthshaker. Stormbringer.” He closed his fist in a swift crushing motion, eyes flicking wickedly to Jason. “Bonebreaker.”

[queer-brainrot]

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

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, The Heroes of Olympus - Rick Riordan Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jason Grace/Percy Jackson Characters: Percy Jackson, Jason Grace, Sally Jackson (Percy Jackson) Additional Tags: by iris message at least, jercy - Freeform, jercy solstice 2025, Domestic Fluff, Boys In Love, percy loves christmas, Day 1: Firsts, Christmas Fluff, Firsts, Dialogue Heavy, i think Series: Part 1 of Jercy Winter Solstice Series Summary:

It's Jason and Percy's first Christmas together! They watch their first Christmas movie of the holiday season (and Jason's first Christmas movie ever) and talk about all the other Christmas things they'll do for the 'first' time.

my first contribution to a jercy solstice 2025!

@jercy-events

[disaster-guys]

Update to the series!

Jason always thought two steps ahead, always had plans for his next move, always agonized over what was the right thing to do. When Percy had asked if he wanted to leave New Rome it was easy to say yes.

-//-

The two demigods arrive in New York. Jason has a moment of introspection during their cab ride. Percy has a headache.

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

Down By the Lake | Cab Rides and Carmel

[goldenqingxin]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Jason Grace/Percy Jackson Characters: Jason Grace, Percy Jackson, Original Demigod Character(s) (Percy Jackson), theyre kinda relevant, Nico di Angelo, Leo Valdez, Annabeth Chase (Percy Jackson) Additional Tags: J&P as praetors, yes thats vague. its on purpose, Established Relationship, hiding relationship, Bets & Wagers, "haha i bet you cant hide our relationship for that long" gone wrong, Sparring, Demigod Politics, Simp Jason Grace, open to see the rest idk, the lack of canon compliance is so delicious, Not Canon Compliant - The Trials of Apollo Summary:

“How long do you think it’ll take Camp to notice?” Percy hums, the vibration of his chest soothing against Jason’s ear. “No clue, honestly.” Then, he smiles, that stupid grin Jason fell in love with a year ago. It’s nothing good, he knows, but the sight of it tugs at his heart nonetheless. “I bet 20 drachma it’ll take at least a year.” - (or, a bet goes on for way longer than necessary- and they decide to make a show out of it. two kids are stuck in the crossfire, to the amusement of one nico di angelo.)

[rowanintheriver]

going to quickly self-advertise my jercy fic: in which, instead of percy and annabeth, JASON and PERCY fall into tartarus!! woohoooo (below is an excerpt of the middle of the first chapter hehe)

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[jason] took hold of the winds bringing them closer to tartarus— as if they were puppet strings— and, with all he had in him, he pulled. as if his body was simulating his powers on a physical level, he felt himself pull the rope too, with a strength he didn't know he had. percy, annabeth, and nico were propelled far away from the range of the ledge they were at, crumbling on the floor behind him. hazel too went backwards, her back slamming into the wall. the wind didn't really affect jason: he didn't move.

although the adrenaline hadn't quite faded from him, the mix of relief and exhaustion hit him, and he let out a few tired swear-words. "annabeth!" hazel yelled and ran ahead to her, hugging the fatigued and stricken girl tight. in the gesture, they both took a step closer to the edge and jason winced.

"please," he croaked. "back off from the chasm, guys." he wanted to sigh but found it unnervingly difficult to take a proper breath. all eyes turned to him, but no one argued. the side of nico's head was bleeding from that crash against the ledge and he stumbled once when walking but pointedly denied percy's help. the other boy helped anyway. hazel steadied annabeth, still holding her in a half-hug and saying something to her as they walked towards the ship.

they were all quite far behind him, away from the ledge, when he felt the force that had tried to drag them down come again, but he was ready for it. he kept a strong hold of the winds, although the effort was making him dizzy and weak. "hurry," he said to the rest of them, but his voice came out so ragged he wondered if they could hear him properly. "the ground's unstable."

percy looked at him for a moment too long. a frown creased his eyebrows. "you hurry as well, man."

he wanted to smile but could only manage a weirdly twisted expression instead. "i can fly," he said. but, in the state he was, he knew that he sure as fuck could not. annabeth had boarded the ship first; she collapsed on the spot. hazel was climbing up the ladder, and nico was behind her. he watched with a spectator's dull stare, then remembered that he needed to move as well.

right then, jason realised how close he was to the pit. how had he even gotten there? he hadn't moved at all. yet there was the gateway to tartarus, hardly a metre besides him. he blinked. the pull coming from it had disappeared. just as well, because he was completely drained. even if it were a matter of life and death, he doubted he could even summon sparks.

its a trap, his rational would've known. but he was starting to see things in a blur, and all he could think was that he had to stand straight.

he took a step forward and swayed. he felt lightheaded. looking up, he saw percy's face: he was saying something, along the lines of, "are you okay?"

then he felt something pull him backwards. percy wasn't pulled though, and jason vaguely wondered whether it was a certain vengeance reserved for him. he didn't even try to fight it— he couldn't, really. his vision had turned grainy, like a spoilt television screen with coloured images just breaking through.

he was saying something. what was he saying? he felt his lips moving to form the same words again and again. later, he would learn that he was saying, "stay away. i'm alright."

tartarus didn't even need to drag him into the pit: jason did that for him. his balance and energy finally gave up, and he fell.

· · · read it from the start on ao3!! · · ·

and if u do read it comments would be appreciated ty 🥹👀👀

[audhdnight]

[superstar-sparkledog]

when the archive is down just as the characters are gonna have their angsty emotions talk