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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ fresh page, on the desk ݁˖ ⊹ ‧₊˚
JASON GRACE .ᐟ
ingredients; mason grace and cupcakes
fyi; gn reader who is roman but has no specified godly parent, timeline is messy but wtv, cursing, i reference media i like bc i’m self indulgent, little additions to the hoo plot, silly little 4th wall breaking
notes; first fic hii, lmk ur thoughts! probably a series 👀 big thank u to all my fave pjo writers/moots for inspiring this 🫶🏽 @hopelesslyromanticshark @jgracie @cinemaconrad
wc; 1.7k
food mood; classic vanilla cupcakes. perhaps with a light chocolate frosting.
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Cyclops Books was your safe haven.
After a long day of excessive criticism during training, it was the perfect place to allow yourself to relax your posture, if only a little bit. You loved your friends, yes, but sometimes you just needed a little break from it all. The entirety of New Rome was your third place. The somehow always-green grass and thriving flowers, the curved cobblestone streets leading to homes filled with laughter and warmth, the lingering scents of the bakery’s famous freshly-baked chocolate chip cookies – you could go on. Even Terminus couldn’t stop you from coming here as much as you were able to.
So why was it so off today?
As you took your usual evening stroll before dinner, you noticed that almost all the homes and shops had their bright white porch lights on and the usual soft, yellowed string ones were put away. Not to mention the lack of New Rome Elementary kids playing outside after school, or the fact that the usual cozy atmosphere felt tight and formal: the exact thing you tried to get away from by coming here. It even felt like the sunset sky was trying its best to remain a single organized color rather than its usual gorgeous, messy, watercolor-like self.
You tried not to think about it much as you entered your favorite bookstore. Your bookstore. It had been ever since your first visit years ago. It had taken a while to grow accustomed to camp. During the New Rome field trip for fresh campers, something about it drew you in. The warm hanging lights and the stacked bookshelves reminded you of a shop in one of the many cities you’d lived in. That one had always been your favorite. Tyson and Ella had welcomed you strongly that day, cheering, “New campers! New campers!” and shoving slightly burnt croissants in your face. After seeing all your favorite mortal books for sale, you decided it would be the first of many times you entered the place. It wasn’t long before you striked up a friendship with the two owners – they were some of your favorite people to see, plus, they let you pick out their store music!
(As of late, you’d mostly been playing the new Taylor Swift album.)
You opened the door, greeted with the familiar out-of-tune entry bells. Ella was curled up in her cardboard box, sleeping, but she peeked out when she saw you.
“Hello!” Her eyes lit up.
You smiled. “It’s nice to see you too, Ella.” According to what Percy had said about his first quest with Hazel and Frank, Ella was a lot more content now that she was with Tyson. You were truly happy for the couple, they had been nothing but sweet to you and they deserved all the good things coming to them.
She yawned and murmured, “Big event today. Tyse preparing in back. Back, back, back… Back to December. Taylor Swift. Speak Now. Now, now, now…” and promptly dozed off again. You let her sleep, heading to the romance section to hopefully find the new Emily Henry book. Still, you couldn’t shake the thought out of your mind. 
You entered the next aisle, thankfully getting your hands on the last copy of Funny Story. You took another quick walk through the areas you normally shopped from, since the store almost always had copies of books before they were officially released. It was unclear how Tyson and Ella managed to do this, but you suspected it had something to do with all the excess time a certain son of Vulcan–sorry, Hephaestus–had been spending on his computer, finding passcodes for mysterious files.
Not that you were complaining.
You walked a little faster to the R section when you spotted Love of the Gods!, a packed adventure about three mortals, Peter, Annie, and Grant, stumbling upon an entrance to the Underworld at a Halloween party and pet sitting the three-headed dog, Cerebrus. Silently, you thanked Leo for saving you from the four months of wait time for the official release.
Heading to checkout, you picked up a few new annotation tabs and cute pens for when you started reading your new books. You peeked over the counter to see if Tyson had come back – you really were curious about what was happening today. You were about to head into the staff-only back room (perks of being friends with the owners) until you saw a rose-adorned china bowl filled with cupcake batter just by the door.
Ella’s birthday was approaching fast, so you remembered that Tyson was preparing. He’d told you that he was going to make some sweet treats in advance, as well as plan to surprise her with Eras Tour tickets and ask Taylor to play The Alchemy and You Are In Love as the acoustic set.
You were so not jealous that Leo and the couple had gotten to attend a listening party for The Tortured Poets Department as a thank you for that one time they went on a quest to retrieve an enchanted scarf from the monster James Gyllenborg. Who said that?
You were focused on the food in front of you, but if you’d looked up to see who walked in when you heard the door bells chime, you might have avoided the fiasco about to happen.
Your books were tucked under your arm so you could help Tyson out a little and start pouring the batter into cute heart-shaped molds. You filled two cups and were getting ready to start a third when someone shoved your back, hard. The two novels you were about to purchase fell into the batter bowl, now completely soaked. Your jaw dropped.
“Oh, I’m sorry,” mumbled a voice from behind you.
“Watch where you’re going,” you hissed. If it was another one of those annoying New Rome boys, you swore you were going to–
You turned around and saw a blonde boy wearing a black vintage varsity jacket, blue jeans, and a pair of Chuck Taylors. You would have brushed the matter aside and treated him like anyone else if you hadn’t seen the Imperial gold glasses, the scar on his lip, and that pair of electric blue eyes.
The same ones half the camp fawned over.
Holy Tartarus.
“Praetor Grace,” you said.
Jason tensed at the name. “Uh, yeah. That’s me.”
There was a bit of awkward silence, then he continued. “Every few months, either Reyna or I come here with the intention of doing shop inspections. Council work. Normally, we go in and introduce ourselves, but usually when I come here… is his name Tyson?”
“Tyson,” you agreed, still reeling from the shock.
“Yes. Him. He gets stressed out when I say I’m praetor, so I dressed a little differently this time, to say the least. I only hope he doesn’t know my face well enough to recognize me.”
So that was why he was out of his professional attire. Anyone who didn’t know him wouldn’t have guessed he co-led the camp. Oh gods, this must have been why New Rome was on edge today.
Jason peered over your shoulder to look at the bowl. His eyes widened when he saw the books. “Shit. Did I do that? I’m so sorry, I’ll pay–”
“No, it was an accident, it’s not your fault,” you interjected. You did not want to have to deal with the awkwardness of the praetor paying for you. Besides, Tyson didn’t mind these kinds of things too much, since you two were close.
Just then, said Cyclops walked out.
Both you and Jason rushed in front of the bowl mess. You weren’t anxious about the books – it was the batter. If Tyson found out it was ruined, he’d be devastated.
You felt queasy seeing the grin on his face. How were you going to get yourself out of this?
“Friend!” he exclaimed. “Brought another friend… a boyfriend?”
Laughing nervously, you said, “No, not my–”
Jason took your hand in his calloused yet warm one and beamed at Tyson. “That’s right. The name’s Mason. I’ve heard all about this wonderful shop!” 
What the fuck?
He looked at you, a hint of pleading in his eyes. Oh. You understood.
“Yes, he has, obviously.” You nodded hastily. “I just had to tell my loving, sweet, gorgeous boyfriend all about Cyclops Books!”
(Was it you, or did the praetor turn a little pink?)
He recovered fast, replying with, “Pfft. Says the most amazing, beautiful, and talented baker I know.” Jason moved aside to reveal what you’d been doing before he entered the store. At first, you panicked, but when you looked at the bowl and books, they were clean and separated, as if nothing had happened at all.
Tyson gasped. “Cupcakes!” He ran to clear items off the counter so he could move the setup to a better area.
“How did you do that?” You whispered out the corner of your mouth.
“Gravity acts on air. Child of Jupiter stuff and all that. I lifted the books out and transported the excess batter back into the bowl. Any remaining dust or bacteria I sent back into the atmosphere. I tried to direct it to the sewers. The cupcakes are fine.”
“Wow.” You were impressed. He’d gone that far for someone he barely even knew?
Tyson returned to pick up the baking materials and put them on the counter. He looked up with a bright expression. “Wait. Double date! Ella! Me! Mason! You! Pretty please?”
Um.
You were about to say no and tell him about getting punishment from Reyna – having to clean out Scipio’s stable for the whole week. It wasn’t a lie; you had been caught skipping out on training a few days ago. You were surprised Terminus even let you into New Rome, considering he was usually informed on who broke camp rules. But before you could respond, your new boyfriend did.
“That sounds perfect! This Friday at six? We could visit the cinema, maybe?”
Gleefully, the Cyclops clapped. “Yay! Good idea!”
“Great! It’s a date!” Jason smiled. He glanced at you, but you couldn’t read his expression. “I’ll pick you up thirty minutes early. I’ve got to go help out Cohort 5 now really quick, there’s a soldier that needs tending to. I’ll see you later?”
You stared at him for a few seconds before processing what he was asking you. “Of course. Totally. Yeah.”
He nodded and winked as he left the shop.
What just happened?
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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ filling in the blanks as we go ݁˖ ⊹ ‧₊˚
JASON GRACE .ᐟ
ingredients; mason grace, walks in the woods, and little kids
fyi; gn reader who is roman but has no specified godly parent, timeline is messy but wtv, cursing, i reference media i like bc i’m self indulgent, little additions to the hoo plot, children forced into being soldiers 😕 greek part of the seven is visiting cj, also PLATONIC PIPER AND NICO CRUMBS bc wdym they only became close during the sun and the star??? reader is especially close w them
notes; part 2 of fresh page, on the desk. enjoy! dedicated to the lovely hannah @starlitszn mwah
wc; 2.1k omg
food mood; key lime pie. topped with the essential sweet whipped cream.
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You liked to think of your life as pretty normal.
Training sessions, mythology studies, war games, the usual. In your free time, you would hang out with your friends, visit New Rome, read books, listen to music, and occasionally sneak out to the mortal world.
But the praetor pretending to be your boyfriend? That was new.
Walking out of Cyclops Books, you thought about what to do next. You’d just finished baking the cupcakes with Tyson, and he’d let you take the extras home. You were planning to share them with Piper and relay the recent events, since who was better to tell than the daughter of love?
Just then, you saw your SPQR tattoo emanate a dark purple glow – the sign to return to barracks immediately.
A few months ago, the Council had proposed that all probatio and those of higher ranking have some way to be alerted if there was an emergency. In response, the praetors had worked with the children of Vulcan to design a little chip that would be placed underneath one’s forearm skin. It was connected to a special device that could activate a color change to the Camp Jupiter purple when needed. Probatio didn’t have tattoos yet, so they got the smallest (and least painful) chips, while other rankings received slightly larger ones so all their SPQR markings lit up. It was nasty to get them inserted, but if anyone complained, Reyna would list off a variety of unpleasant situations where they might be killed if they didn’t have the system. If anyone chose to ignore the alert, they were guaranteed to drop a rank.
You hurried back to the New Rome entrance and exit area. Upon seeing your glowing tattoo, Terminus (surprisingly) made no judgemental comments and ushered you out of the city. At least, you thought he did. It was hard to tell, since he had no arms.
As you headed inside the official campgrounds, you spotted a circle of worried-looking demigods waiting near the barracks. The two praetors as well as Hazel, Frank, Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and another boy you didn’t know were at the front, urgently discussing something in hushed tones. You suddenly realized that this probably had to do with the reason Jason had abruptly left Cyclops Books – something about needing to help out a soldier?
Piper, Leo, and Nico were all gathered near their friends, but the two groups weren’t speaking. Piper had her arms crossed and was talking to Leo as he nodded along.
You rushed to them, out of breath. “Hey. Do you guys know what’s going on?”
Leo shook his head. “No. We tried asking them about it, but they said they’d tell us soon enough. We didn’t push it any further, since they seemed really stressed. Honestly, considering the last time this alert was triggered, it’s probably nothing too serious. Gods, that was embarrassing. People can’t even enjoy Sabrina anymore, man.”
(Last time, Frank had caught Leo at a party dancing shirtless on top of a table while Espresso by Sabrina Carpenter played. The big guy panicked and sent out a signal to the entire camp. After that incident, Reyna banned him from using the device any more.)
Piper looked at you and grinned mischievously. “Speaking of Jason, he’s been glancing at you a lot since you arrived. Anything you want to tell me?” You almost choked on air.
Nico sighed. “Just because a person looks at another person doesn’t mean there’s something between them, Piper. We’re not all like you and Shel who give each other heart eyes when you’re not sitting together at the campfire.”
“Can’t a girl admire her beautiful and perfect girlfriend? Anyway, stop pretending you and Solace weren’t staring at each other like forbidden lovers last night just because you were on different Monopoly teams–”
“That’s different!”
“Oh, are you being sexist right now? You clearly haven’t unlearned the ways of the 1930s–”
“Attention!” Reyna’s firm voice silenced everyone in the area. “We have assembled here today due to a missing young soldier from the Fifth Cohort. We have good reason to believe she is in the woods just beyond the Field of Mars. With the help of Jake Mason, a son of Hephaestus from Camp Half-Blood–” She gestured to the boy that had been talking to their group earlier. “–we plan to send two soldiers as scouts.”
Whispers broke out among the demigods when Reyna said the last bit. They didn’t last long, however; Aurum and Argentum barked furiously, which was enough to make people listen.
The praetor continued. “Recently, we’ve discovered that more than one individual may have an empathy link as long as a satyr is involved, so we plan to set up one between the two soldiers and Grover Underwood here in case any danger is encountered on the way. Jake has found an old device that scans brain similarities: thought process, frequent emotions, cognitive functions, and so on. We will select the individuals with the most alike minds so the empathy link takes up the least energy. Please gather in a line for this assessment.”
You and your fellow campers (plus Reyna’s group) quickly did as she said, and Jake came around. The machine was pretty simple – it looked a little like those no-touch forehead thermometers a doctor in the mortal world would use. The purpose was entirely different, though, as with any demigod contraption. Everyone was a little restless until the son of Hephaestus tested himself and announced the results.
He cleared his throat before saying, “The two soldiers are–” He pointed at you. “Uh, what’s your name? Sorry.”
Stunned, you told him.
He nodded. “Ok. You and Praetor Grace will go to the woods together.”
You didn’t dare look at Piper.
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“Are you sure you’ve got everything?” asked Nico, his voice full of concern.
You gave him a small smile. “Yes. You really didn’t have to pack for me, you know. I could have done it myself.” The empathy links had been set up and you were just about to leave.
He rolled his eyes. “Yes, I’m aware. You’re very independent. Just let me do this one thing. For all we know, this trip is a death wish.”
“Very motivating, Nico,” Piper said dryly. “No but seriously, stay safe out there. And don’t have too much fun with Jason. You are on a professional mission, after all.” She winked.
Now you rolled your eyes. “Pipes, you need to let that go.”
You caught a whiff of something that smelled like… clean laundry? Turning around, you found yourself looking at a certain blonde boy, except this time he was wearing a dark blue New Rome University hoodie and a silver dog tag necklace on top, paired with baggy gray cargo pants.
He really had to stop sneaking up on you like that.
“Um, hi. You ready to go?” Jason’s voice was a little rough, like he’d been talking for a while and was now tired.
You nodded and waved to your friends. “Bye, guys.”
For the first ten minutes or so, it was painfully awkward. As you two walked to the woods, the only sound was chatting from the barracks and the crunchy gravel underneath your feet. When you reached your destination, nothing much changed apart from instead hearing the crickets sing and the leaves rustle. You were also half-expecting a monster to pop out of nowhere – there was a reason people avoided this grove.
Venus was probably having the time of her life watching.
“I feel like I owe you an explanation.”
You looked at Jason, startled.
“It was kind of a dick move to just throw that whole boyfriend thing on you. I wasn’t thinking, and now we’ve got to commit to this act, and now you’ve got to lie to your friend, and go on a whole fake date with me, and it’s really all my fault, sorry. If you’re mad, that’s totally fine–”
“You know, you really talk too much.” You were surprised that your voice came out so calmly, considering that you were kind of freaking out. “Yes, you did not make the smartest move there. But that’s okay. Just because you’re a praetor doesn’t mean you can’t fuck up sometimes. Besides, we don’t really have a way out of this.”
For a few seconds, there was no response.
Until Jason chuckled, deep and gravelly. “Wow. That was probably the most honest yet most comforting thing I’ve ever been told.”
“You’re welcome. So how are you thinking we execute this whole… situation? The date shouldn’t be too bad, but I’m mostly worried about how we’ll have to make it public to the camp. Tyson and Percy are half-brothers, and you know how Percy is–”
“He loves gossip. I’m guessing both camps will find out within a day if he knows.” Jason smiled. “I propose we reveal it in a subtle way, so people take a while to piece together that we’re, you know, quote unquote dating.”
You looked at him.
“What?” he asked.
“Are you cold?”
“No?” Jason frowned. He smirked and added, “Quite the opposite, actually.”
Raising an eyebrow, you replied, “Okay, Mason.” (He flushed.) “Give me your hoodie. I’ll probably get a load of it from Piper when we get back, but I think it’ll help our plan work.”
The boy did as you said and handed the hoodie over. You put it on, not expecting it to be so comfy. Jason was wearing a shirt underneath that read “I ♡ SABRINA SLUTS” which very much did not hug his biceps a little too tightly. You guessed the clothing choice was courtesy of Leo.
You were about to compliment it when you heard a faint sobbing echo through the woods.
The praetor looked at you. “Think that’s our soldier?”
You both jogged towards where the sound came from. Sitting against the trunk of a willow tree, you saw a dark-haired girl that looked about 10 years old. Her denim shorts had dark splotches from where her tears had fallen. Upon hearing you approach, she quickly wiped her face.
Jason knelt down next to her and gently took her hand. “Hi.”
You copied his actions, taking her other hand. Softly, you asked, “What’s your name?”
“Gracie.”
Jason smiled. “That’s a very pretty name. You wanna tell us what’s going on?”
The girl put her head in her hands and took a deep breath. “I don’t know. I was just thinking about how much I miss my mortal home and how scared I am now. It feels like there’s danger everywhere and I can never feel safe. I wish I was back at school like a normal kid, but instead I’m preparing for battles and having wolf ladies train me. I started feeling really bad so I came here, hoping it would help. I’m sorry, it’s really stupid and probably caused a fuss if you both had to come find me–”
“Hey, hey, hey. Don’t say that. It’s okay to feel that way. There are so, so many demigods who have thought the same things as you. Even I did, and I’m the praetor.” Gracie laughed a little at the last bit that Jason said.
“Exactly,” you agreed. “You are being so brave right now. Just telling two people you haven’t ever talked to before about how you’re feeling takes courage.”
“You really think so?” Her voice was small.
“We know so.” Jason squeezed her hand. “Now, do you want to sit down here for a little longer, and we’ll tell camp you’re okay? We can stay with you.”
Gracie shook her head and declared, “I’m ready to go back now.”
“Okay.” He grinned. “Wait. I know what to do.”
Jason picked her up, bridal-style, and the girl squealed. Looking at him, with his slightly messy hair and huge smile, you felt closer somehow. Perhaps it was the empathy link, but it was like you were seeing a side of him that not many people knew. You were seeing Jason Grace, the boy who loses his glasses and thinks he’s being a burden (even though he isn’t) rather than Jason Grace, the praetor who fought the Titan Krios.
You liked this look better on him.
“Hello? Are you there?” Jason was staring at you intently, which made your cheeks grow warm. You hadn’t realized the two expected a response.
“Sorry, what?” You started walking back to camp, and they followed.
“Gracie here was just telling me that key lime pie is her comfort food, so I asked you if you’d like to bake it with us.”
“Oh, I love key lime pie! Sure.”
He beamed at you. Gracie continued her conversation, and you listened to her talk about the time she almost burned down her house a few years ago trying to make it. It was a peaceful walk, and you felt like you were with old friends.
Maybe, you thought, you could get used to Jason Grace.
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pjoverse headcanons . . . starring SIARA as the pink aphrodite princess ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖
notes; this was sooo fun to do eek!! sunni @sunnitheapollokid created the first super cute post like this so go check it out here hehe. these are a bit all over the place LOL
♡ i was really suspicious of chb bc literally no one tells u anything ab it before u get there like... i’m going to some random camp that i know NOTHING ab? what are we going to do? what’s the age range there? how long am i staying?
♡ def had a lot of questions when i reached LMAO. i felt a bit out of place at first since i didn’t know anyone though the apollo, demeter, and aphrodite campers were def super sweet :) @starlitszn @gentlehue @maybxlle @puffoz @canonfeminine
♡ since i’m a legacy of hades, there would have been a bit of confusion w claiming. i do hold grudges, usually longest when someone i love has been wronged (see how the aphrodite and hades work so well together 😫)
♡ i think something i do when i or someone close to me receives unfair treatment is forgetting but not forgiving which is very hades core imo. also ever since i was a kid i’ve been super interested in ideas of afterlife
♡ but at the end of the day aphrodite is the most me and i feel extremely connected to her 💓 i love all forms of love, i think it’s one of the most beautiful and key things in life. one of the things i appreciate ab myself is that i can see beauty in things and people even when they can’t see it themselves
♡ i can see myself being claimed after i comforted and reassured a friend bc something unfortunate happened ☹️ being there for the ones i love during the hard times and helping them get through something is so so so important
♡ “are you sure you’re feeling better now?”
♡ “i am. siara, look at yourself.”
♡ “yes, i know i have aphrodite’s blessing. but are you one hundred percent sure?”
♡ after that piper and i became bffs actually ☺️☺️ ik she’s such a welcoming head counselor, my number one girl fr! i see so much of myself in her <3
♡ slightly unrelated but i like the idea that being around a lot of the v kind and gorgeous cabin 10 girlies would have helped piper work toward healing her relationship w femininity. she grew up without her mother obv and the “girly girls” at school would bully her so naturally she kind of rejected it
♡ in my head after growing closer to the aphrodite campers like lacy her views changed. rick’s characterization of her was so messy don’t even get me started 😣 but anyways
♡ we watch movies, go shopping, and paint our nails together like yes bby being a badass and being feminine are not mutually exclusive 😊😊 i js know she is the BEST at nail art
♡ WILL IS MY OTHER BFF! crazy dangerous stuff always happens in chb so naturally i visit the apollo cabin a lot (def getting five nasty splinters a day js from eating lunch at those wooden tables) which is how we met and bonded
♡ piper will and i go to the strawberry fields for picnics when we can and js lie in the grass on warm summer days! biconic trio me thinks
♡ she paints his nails w little suns btw ☀️
♡ i got to become friends w the seven + reyna and nico bc of those two! hazel, nico and i are the crazy hades gang fr
♡ i’m able to shadow travel but not very long distances since i’m not a direct descendant
♡ “nico, can you get my book for me? i forgot to bring it back when i went strawberry picking with will and piper.”
♡ “you can go get that yourself.”
♡ “i’m quite obviously disadvantaged. you can shadow travel farther than i can.”
♡ and omg there are sleepovers when hazel comes to visit chb and we watch the orientation film
♡ hazel and i start cackling at the song parts bc nico knows the lyrics LMAO
♡ but none of us can actually sleep in the end so we go to the stables and js talk about existence and life
♡ OH AND THE PEGASI AND ME LIKE THIS. 🤞🏽🤞🏽🤞🏽
♡ i love spending time w them sm, so nice after a long day
♡ shoutout to my poseidon besties for translating what they say to me 🫶🏽 @kozumesphone @metyouattherighttime @somewhereincairparavel (elora ur a child of neptune i believe so u would be at cj? but u would visit so it’s all good)
♡ sorry y’all not to be an aphrodite kid stereotype but i will be DITCHING capture the flag. genuinely sounds like the most terrifying and risky thing ever. also i am not a competitive person so 😭😭 i prefer other forms of training for battle
♡ nico would hide in the cabins with me 😔
♡ A HUGE FRIENDSHIP BRACELET ENTHUSIAST. making many for all my friends duh
♡ i loveeee giving out romance book recs to fellow campers
♡ the space by my bunk bed is covered in string lights as well as wall prints of things i love! music, movies, aesthetics, n books. my own mini irl pinterest
♡ my trademark is little cute doodles around camp. they’re on the walls, the archery targets, picnic tables, shields, u name it. animals, stick figures, foods, hearts, stars... the list goes on
♡ buttered toast and croissants are breakfast STAPLES. jason is with me on the latter 🙏🏽
♡ a pink or white baby tee is part of my signature fit xx
♡ i’m still a hopeless romantic, but more of a self love focused child of aphrodite :)
♡ THE BEACHHHHH omg my favorite spot fr. reading in the sun while listening to the waves? sign me UP!
♡ i bake cookies, cupcakes, and any coconut, vanilla, or chocolate dessert whenever i can. baking pastries is my love language
♡ my camera is always with me, capturing little moments of life’s beauty makes me so happy
♡ ALWAYS there for young girls when they need me. i’m like their older sister i love them sm
♡ especially when they’re my little sisters! if any of them ever feel unworthy or not beautiful enough to be related to aphrodite i WILL be changing that mindset instantly bc they are all beauty queens
♡ my soundtrack includes; in between by gracie, please please please by brina my mother, bewitched by laufey, high school in jakarta by niki, there she goes covered by sixpence none the richer
♡ if i tagged u in this and u haven’t done it, feel free to! no pressure ofc <3
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୨୧ we are currently . . . open and taking orders! however, we do request that you are aware of the specifications below beforehand
୨୧ no nsfw, or anything sensitive, offensive, or weird. either gn or fem reader with hcs, blurbs, moodboards, or oneshots. i juggle multiple things outside of writing (and i am human so i can lack motivation sometimes) so please excuse any lateness
୨୧ accepting . . . jason grace, percy jackson, reyna avila ramirez arellano, piper mclean, annabeth chase, leo valdez, frank zhang, silena beauregard, travis stoll, connor stoll, luke castellan, thalia grace. most other pjo characters i will write platonically
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JASON GRACE .ᐟ
cornelia street . . .
fresh page, on the desk 𐙚˙✧˖°🍰 ༘ ⋆。 ˚
filling in the blanks as we go 𐙚˙✧˖°🍰 ༘ ⋆。 ˚
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sequinsnstars · 23 days
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siara’s snack shop ꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱
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୨୧ welcome, kind soul, to our humble coastal café! here we serve a variety of beverages and quick bites, with each one catered to a different piece of writing. your main waitress will be siara, her profile linked above. learn about her demigod life here :)
୨୧ a list of all dishes. there, you are also able to see if we are open or closed and what kind of meals we prepare before ordering
୨୧ have fun during your visit!
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sequinsnstars · 12 hours
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STOP today has acc been so fun
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