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Valgrace nation are you ready for: “I need you to be my fake boyfriend, more precisely. Of, um. Four years.”
“Four years? Why so specific?”
“Because I maybe lied about this four years ago and it’s only biting me in the ass now?” “Your dumbass plan has a backstory!?”
2024 Valgrace Week
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Here are the prompts. They are NOT mandatory, but still fun if you're interested!
Day 1 [July 1st] : jealousy / soulmates
Day 2 [July 2nd] : fear / slow burn
Day 3 [July 3rd] : secrets / fake-dating
Day 4 [July 4th] : assurance / time travel
Day 5 [July 5th] : loyalty / amnesia
Day 6 [July 6th] : rejection / cross-over
Day 7 [July 7th] : crushed / inspired by other works
As always, platonic and romantic are fine! Writing/art/mood boards/playlists— anything is encouraged and beloved :)
Use the tags #valgrace or #valgraceweek24 when posting! This is usually very small and low-key so please, just have fun! :)
Got an Ao3? Upload to the collection. [Link] Anything submitted prior to July 1st will be left unrevealed until the week begins. Forgot until it's too late? No worries! The collection stays open year-round.
“We need to know less about each other,” Leo whispered against Jason’s lips. He swallowed dryly, closing his eyes for a simple moment before he dropped his head onto Jason’s shoulder and breathed.
Jason rested his head back against the wall behind him, staring up at the shining and twinkling stars and constellations in the dark blue blanket of a sky. His hands were cradling Leo’s head, fingers tangled in brown curls. His heart thudded in his chest, his cheeks burning and flushed with crimson red as the blood rushed to his face.
It was unfair, he thought.
How easy it was for Leo take his heart and shatter it like a stick hitting a drum, lightning crackling from the ground into the clouds. They were outside by the bar, celebrating with the others late on a summer night where it was hot enough during the day but worse once the sun had set. It was unfair, he thought, how Leo could say that after so long. “I can’t know less about you, Leo.”
Jason could never forget or unlearn what has been engraved in his mind like etchings on stone tablets. He would always remember the slightest shine in big brown eyes when he would gesture wildly with his hands as he spoke about something he was passionate about or the curl of his lips that would spread into a grin that was the most beautiful thing he could witness.
The touches that were searing hot and burned his fingertips into Jason’s skin, every nerve tingling until he was on fire. Jason memorized the specific pattern of Leo’s heartbeat underneath his palm, the scars on his arm that were shaped like a constellation, and how every curl hung over his eyes or curled up on the crown of his head; fluffy, soft curls that felt like he could fly running his hands through each strand and twirling it between his fingers.
He could never know less about Leo Valdez because his very soul was made to absorb every detail about him like the fact he would chew on his lip a few times before biting the inside of his cheek when he was overwhelmed. Leo had the habit of tapping his finger, whistling or humming to himself in concentration. How his voice was smooth but there was quirks of an accent, a rasp with certain words and a slip into the swirls of the Spanish language.
Leo pulled away, his hands sliding off of Jason’s waist to the wall on either side of his head, caging him in as if his mind and mouth was saying one thing but his body and heart were saying another. “This was a mistake.”
Jason looked at him with sad eyes, gripping his hair between his fingers as he shook his head. “Was it? Or are you saying that because you feel guilty? I don’t want to be strangers, don’t do that to me.”
“We should’ve stayed strangers since the very beginning, Jason.” Leo sighed and hovered his hand near Jason’s cheek, heat radiating from the close vicinity of his palm to his skin before he leaned away and gently removed Jason’s hands from his hair. “You’re everything to me, you know.”
“Am I? It doesn’t seem like it.”
“You are.”
“I hate you,” Jason lied and he lied painfully. His body was resting against the wall, using it as support as he stared into Leo’s features, sky blue irises roaming over his figure, his hands, his hair, his lips. He could never truly hate him because he fell in love with him but it wasn’t enough. Jason would never be enough.
Leo didn’t reply for several moments. His hands were limp at his sides, the area was barely illuminated and masked his fingers curling into his palms, nails digging into his skin and created crescent shapes. He knew Jason would never hate him but he wished he would. Leo deserved it for hurting him in such a way, for cradling him and embracing him the way lovers of so many years do. They weren’t official, they never would be, but it hurt. It ripped Leo apart. It was as if smoke infiltrated his lungs and drowned out the oxygen, stealing away his ability to breathe. “I know.”
in honor of valgrace week next week, here's my valgrace playlist :)
cover art by me <3
I'd Give You The Skies,If I Could
Pairing:
Valgrace(Leo Valdez/Jason Grace)
CW:
Minor Harassment, Discussion of Neglect and Abuse
Synopsis:
Jason Grace always been a lonely prince. Raised to be nothing but a symbol and a pawn to his kingdom and family.
So of course he's a tad protective over the first person outside his cousins and sister to treat him like a person. Doesn't mean anything else...right?
Ao3 Link:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Valgrace week be upon ye! so homophobic for ao3 to be down during the first few hours of the week smh lol
anyway i’ll be looking forward to reading all the fics this year! here’s my fic for day 1, with the prompt soulmates :D (also happy bday jason grace)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
For day 4 of valgrace week's prompt would like a fic with:
Jason and Leo from Argo II days meet future valgrace ( very much fluff)
Jason meets Canon Leo (angst fest with implied platonic caleo)
both, both is good
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hiii happy valgrace week! my (late) contribution for day 2: fear.
Jason walks over to Leo, takes the seat next to him. “What are you scared of?” He asks, his voice soft. Leo’s golden-brown gaze is unreadable, his expression hazy and distant despite their proximity. He looks ghostly. Like a mirage that Jason could reach through, an illusion on the edge of disappearing. Leo turns away from Jason. He shifts minutely, silencing himself in a cautious way. Like he is a frightened dog and he is approaching himself. “I don’t know,” he lies. TLDR: Leo gets hit with a spell and starts acting weird and it freaks Jason out and they are in love!
