Or; Bi Ace Jason and
His Journey of Self-Discovery
Or; Jason is Ace
and I Am Projecting
So eventually Percy calling Jason “Superman” becomes kind of
a thing between them. Jason only lets
Percy call him that, and Percy uses it both to kind of tease Jason when he’s
being extra heroic and praetor-y, and also as an affectionate nickname for his
One year for his birthday, Percy buys him a Superman cape.
He doesn’t wear it often, but it’s big enough that he uses it as a blanket a
lot. When they hang out and play video games together, the winner gets to wear
the cape. (He’ll never admit it, but sometimes Jason will let Percy win a
little easier so that the cape will smell like sea breeze for a while after he
A few months later, he sits Percy down and tells him that he
likes boys as well as girls. Percy smiles, tells him that’s awesome! and that he does too, and hugs him. Jason hugs him
back, burying his face in Percy’s shoulder. They watch a movie that night
instead of playing video games, the Superman cape wrapped around them like a
blanket where they sit shoulder-to-shoulder on Jason’s couch.
That year, Percy gets Jason another cape for his birthday.
This one is just as big, but rather than red, it’s striped blue, purple, and
pink. The bi flag, Percy tells him, a
huge grin on his face. Then he unfurls it, and Jason sees the crudely sewn
Superman logo in the middle. Jason laughs at that, head thrown back and just so
damn happy, and Percy laughs with
him. Jason refuses to take the cape off for the rest of the day (not that it
mattered, since they spent the rest of the day bingewatching sitcoms on
Netflix, but it mattered to Jason.)
Sometime later, they’re sitting next to each other on the
couch, Percy’s legs flung across Jason’s lap, their video game controllers left
on the coffee table from their last round. The bi flag Superman cape is tied
around Jason’s shoulders since he’d been the one to blue shell Percy in the
last seconds of the race and take first place. Percy leans forward, close
enough that Jason can smell that sea breeze that just seemed to follow Percy
everywhere, and starts picking at and fidgeting with the edge of the cape. So, if you’re Superman, he begins,
nervousness wobbling his voice, is there
any chance… I could be your Lois Lane? Jason smiles at him.
Things are going well between them. Dating is fun, even if sometimes
their “dates” only consist of lighting a candle on the coffee table as they
share a $5 pizza and watch cartoons together. Really, things between them don’t
change much, they just get, well, closer. There’s more touching now, and for
the most part, Jason likes it. He likes kissing Percy. He likes kissing Percy a
lot, actually. And he likes the
touching. He likes holding Percy’s hand, and he likes cuddling with him on the
couch without fear of it being awkward. He likes when Percy comes up behind him
and wraps his arms around his middle and rests his chin on Jason’s shoulder or
presses his forehead to the back of Jason’s neck. He likes when they fall
asleep curled up together and wake up with their legs tangled and Percy’s head
resting on his chest, even if he drools, the bi flag Superman cape wrapped
around them. There’s some things he doesn’t like so much, though. It’s nothing
Percy’s done, because Percy would never do something Jason wasn’t explicitly
okay with, but it’s the thought of it
that bothers him. The thought of removing clothes and touching other places that leaves a distinct
feeling of discomfort and repulsion in the pit of his stomach.
Unsure of what to do about it or what it means, he does the
only thing he can think of and calls Piper. Surely, a daughter of Aphrodite
would know what to do. He tells her what’s been going on, and when he’s done,
she tells him that she thinks he may be asexual. When he lets out a noise of confusion,
she tells him that it would probably be best if he talked to her half-brother
Mitchell, since he actually is ace and could probably explain things better
than she could. She gives him her brother’s number, and he thanks her.
Jason steels himself for what is to come. The talk with
Mitchell had helped, and now that Jason has the proper words to put with what he’s
feeling, he decided it was time to talk to Percy about it. It’s date night,
which this time means takeout, a “clean linen” scented candle Jason had bought
on sale, and a Star Wars marathon. When Percy steps through Jason’s front door,
he greets him with a kiss and tells him he needs to talk to him before dinner.
Percy nods, then asks if everything is okay as they sit facing each other on
the couch. Jason nods, takes a deep breath, and carefully lays things out on
the table, metaphorically speaking. He tells Percy about how much he likes
being with him, but how the thought of doing… he fumbles for words… more… makes him nauseous. It’s nothing
Percy had done wrong, just that this is who he is. He’s asexual, he explains,
sex-repulsed. And he feels Percy has a right to know.
Percy has been nodding along as Jason explains things,
ending with how he doesn’t think he’ll ever be okay with doing anything much
beyond what they are doing currently. Okay,
Percy tells him. He’s happy with how they are now, anyway, and he loves Jason
so much that as long as Jason is happy, he will be happy, and that he’s happy
Jason’s comfortable enough to tell him and that things are perfect as they are,
I love you too,
Jason says, and pulls Percy into a tight embrace for a few moments before
pulling back and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. That kiss brakes when Percy’s
smile grows too big for it. The rest of date night goes off without a hitch,
and they fall asleep halfway through Return
of the Jedi cuddled together under both Superman capes.
When Jason’s birthday rolls around again, he’s surprised
when Percy hands him a familiar looking box. He opens it, and instead of blue,
purple, and pink, the cape he pulls out is striped with black, gray, white, and
purple. Percy’s grin is so bright Jason can’t help but smile back. He unfurls
it, and sees the Superman logo stitched into it, slightly neater than it was on
his bi flag one. He hugs Percy then, and Percy hugs him back, whispering I love you, Superman, into the junction
of Jason’s neck and shoulder. There’s a lot of kissing after that. Then, they
end up curled in the corner of the couch, legs tangled together and Percy half
on Jason’s lap. Jason has his newest cape wrapped around his shoulders, while
Percy has taken the bi flag one, and the red one lays across their laps. They
talk for hours, about everything and nothing, from some new designs Annabeth
has been coming up with to which flavor of Starburst tastes the best. Jason isn’t
sure exactly when they drift off, but the last thing he remembers is nuzzling
into Percy’s hair and being hit with that sea breeze as if he’s actually
sitting on the sand and looking out at the ocean itself, and a passing thought
about how comfortable and perfect he feels wrapped up there with Percy and all
of their capes.
new au idea: eddsworld but its just every canon rendition of edd up until this point living in the same house like a terrible sitcom. this includes 2004-2005 edd, legacy edd, future edd, every edd. i call it eddsedd
I’ll post some of my favorite frames in a bit, but in the mean time yall should go give the original video a like bc I rly want a part 4! and also because the voice actors are super awesome and u should support them
Can I just say if the new Sleeping With Sirens album doesn’t contain either a) political themed songs and/or b) at least one song that sounds at least somewhat decent if played on a piano then I’m probably gonna go rip up my Kellin poster
Hi,, did the special valentine's day episode aired? Because I've seen a post on jeremy zag instagram and idk what they mean.
The posts you are referring to are a countdown till season one premiers on Netflix US! Although the original release date was mean to be Valentine’s Day, it has been released 4 days early.
Netflix offers several language options which are: English, European Spanish, French, Italian and Portuguese. There is also the option for English [CC], however this is just the direct English transcript.
Some episodes only have a select amount of dubs available (E.G Ep 15 - The Pharaoh only had English and Italian) at the moment but they will most likely be available in the future.
If you have Netflix and live in the US, you can watch it here!
Love tastes like iced coffee. Love tastes like chocolate and sushi and raspberries and cheese and hot cocoa. Love tastes like lips in the cold air, love tastes like sugar on your tongue, and love tastes like stolen kisses.
Love looks like long drives and clear night skies. Love looks like your head on my chest and love looks like Christmas lights and a single rose. Love looks like your eyes. Love looks like your smile.
Love feels like happiness. Love feels like warm sunshine and cold mountain air and our arms wrapped around each other. Love feels like the way your body fits next to mine, love feels like our fingers intertwined. Love feels like falling asleep in your arms, love feels like a chest full of light and cheeks that hurt from smiling and love feels like the way you look at me when you think I don’t know.
Love sounds like laughter and teasing and “I hate yous” that we will never truly mean. Love sounds like “get home safe”. Love sounds like “I adore you”. Love sounds like loud music and songs you wrote and love sounds like the way you say my name. Love sounds like everything but the word itself because we’re both too scared to say it. Love sounds like a song that’s being sung over and over and over in my head; love, love, love, love.
I just want you all to know that there is a blog, an entirely separate new blog, created by an individual that was literally made to keep tabs on Spooky and I. This blog was made so that this person could screenshot what spooky and I would post so that they could continue to harass us and ridicule us.
But who cares, right? I mean, screw us- who gives a crap. Now spooky is gone because of bombarding anon hate and a literal blog dedicated to harassing her.
But who gives a crap. Who cares if this blog literally throws me into a panic attack? Who cares if I can’t sleep at night because there’s literally a person stalking myself and my friends.
Whatever, right? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Just keep telling us to move to and ignore the drama.
I’ve hit another follower milestone so that means I’m having another appreciation post for all of you.
Send in three of your favourite relationships, whether they be platonic, familial, romantic or an interesting dynamic between a hero and a villain. The poll will be up in a couple of days and I will make a gifset for the top 10 relationships.
hi! i’ve been away for… a longass time! the long and the short of it is i was locked out of my tumblr, and things are… surprisingly decent for the most part these days - i mean i just relapsed in a… big-ish way, but. besides that. - like treatment is working insofar as things aren’t growing and mobility is A Lot better (and also pain management which is connected obvs) and! other things!
but i’m tired and there are too many things so basically just hi! feel free to message me if you’re still around - it would appear at least a few folks stuck around tahah - and i’ll try to be good at replying?? but. that’s questionably feasible and i’m sorry in advance whoops.