#its VERY hard to write the thoughts of an adhd 12yo

[goldenqingxin]

here's a little snippet of something im working on (yes i know i havent updated LOB in a month. leave me alone) ☁︎ jercy, au where they kinda remember each other from when they're at the same place, same time. inspired by e106 at 8:28. also, percy swears like a sailor because i said so. ☁︎

“Watch out!” 

“Oh, shit–” 

He’s on the floor and he can’t feel his jaw. His fingers are tingling in a very painful way. He swears up and down he hasn’t had his life flashing before his eyes, but like, he feels like he’s dying. It hurts like hell.

“You okay?” 

The sight that greets him is nothing short of confusing– a tall, blond boy, around his age or maybe younger, with a purple shirt written SPQR on it. He stands in front of him, crouched just enough to shove his calloused hand in his face. (Why in the world is it rough like that? He looks hardly twelve but he has the fingers of a carpenter.) 

“What’s up with the shirt? Are you LARPing?” he asks, not even cursing his lack of filter this time. He’s in a freaky casino with friends who just about forgot they were on a mission to stop World War III. Not that he remembers the details much anyway…

“What’s that?” The boy asks in return. “It’s just a camp shirt.” 

Huh, almost like Camp Half-Blood’s. The leather cord on his neck rubs at the skin there. It’s bound to leave a red mark with how tight it is against his nape. 

He takes the boy’s hand to get back up on his feet. The last thing he expected was that stupidly strong grip and the sliver of a smile on the boy’s face when Percy nearly fell over. His hand starts tingling again. 

“Jason Grace,” the boy tells him cryptically. 

“Percy Jackson,” he answers, because obviously the guy told him his own name. 

“You don’t sound like you’re from around here,” Jason says. He has this accent, one Percy can’t really place– something between animalistic and terribly Silicon Valley. 

“And you sound like you’re definitely from L.A.” 

He’s not stupid enough to waste his time here, talking to this very pretty guy (where did that come from?) in a very strange casino, with two of his friends gods-know where. Or at least, he thinks that for half a second before–

“What kind of camp makes kids wear something from Ancient Rome?” 

His eyes drop to Jason’s hand on his hip. 

“And what the fuck is with that sword?!”

Jason’s eyes widen, like he’s about to run away. It’s not a good look on him. Percy almost backtracks, or slams his hand against his mouth just to shut himself up for one damn second, but Jason beats him to the chase. 

“You can see the gladius?” 

“Why are you saying it like you actually speak latin?” is what Percy answers with, because oh yeah, I’ve got my own sword too, but it’s named Anaklusmos or I can speak Ancient Greek, how cool is that! isn’t the best thing to reply with in this context. 

Jason looks– conflicted, at first. There’s some doubt in his stormy eyes, and they begin to resemble Annabeth’s more and more as they cloud over. 

Oh shit, Annabeth–

“I left my friends back, oh shit, I gotta be out of here as soon as I can, it’s almost the solstice..,” he mutters, more to himself than to Jason, but it finally gets a reaction out of him that isn’t a (practically) blank stare. Not that he minds. 

“Yeah, it’s tomorrow. What kind of deadline do you have in the middle of summer though? I thought classes were over.” 

The way he says it is almost comically uncertain, like he has no idea how the school system works in America. Which is, honestly, fair. Percy doesn’t either. 

Wait. 

“Tomorrow? Nah, no way. We’re the 17th. Did you hit your head too?” He laughs, more out of obligation than anything– Jason’s eyes are downright scrutinising now, and in some other context when they’re both older it would’ve been nice but right now it just scares the shit out of him. 

“No, I got here just five minutes ago. We’re the 20th.” It’s the way he says it so matter-of-factly that really gets on his nerves. 

He grabs the first person that passes by them– some scrawny kid with black hair, and asks them the date once and for all. 

His heart stops when the answer is “March 12th, 1932.” 

He glares at Jason and sees him glaring back, and that’s all it takes before they’re running to the entrance to look outside the glass doors. 

It’s pitch black, and Percy hasn’t been here for more than an hour. It was noon when he walked in.  

“The Lotus Eaters,” he mumbles. 

“Like, from the Odyssey?” Jason asks, his voice squeaky and scared. It’s the first actual emotion he sees on the guy’s face– literal fear. 

“Fuck.” 

Jason hums in agreement. 

“Well, good luck to you, man,” Percy says before bolting away back to where he last left Annabeth and Grover. He prayed for them to still be there, and for there to still be time left if they make it out of here. 

He doesn’t quite catch the small mumble of his name falling off Jason’s lips. 

It sounds great when he says it. 

#pjo #percy jackson #jason grace #jercy #peep the di angelo cameo #UNLIKE IN THE SHOW. #fanfic #wip #hes acting like a dumbass but he's 12 #its VERY hard to write the thoughts of an adhd 12yo #i tried!

[bananonbinary]

Hi, I saw you've been talking about tma fics and I'm wondering if you have any recommendations

okay here’s a few from my bookmarks and subscriptions (these are almost all gonna be jonmartin cause tma is a LOVE STORY and any story where they arent in love feels ooc to me tbh):

(blanket warning for canon-typical shit in these, mind the tags in the links)

1) Patchwork: still updating. really good web!martin. Martin was killed by prentiss when she followed him home that one time, and the Web brought him back for unknown reasons. now he has spooky mind control powers, whoops? some good angst and a lot of cute monster!bf stuff between him and jon.

2) The Reverb In These Holy Halls: complete, but with some supplemental scenes and one-shots still being updated. s5 jon goes back to episode 1 and Fixes Things. ive read every goddamn time travel fix-it fic out there and this is one of the best ones, there’s a lot of REALLY interesting twists and people aligning with entities you might not expect. good good found family shit. also theres a nonbinary desolation!oc in the supplemental stuff that i fucking adore.

3) Illicio: still updating. come, join me in rarepair jonmartingerry hell. the eye tries to control jon by giving him gerry as a “gift,” and now gerry is basically tied to jon, whether anyone wants it or not. set in season 4, with all the fucking angst that entails, we got pining in so many goddamn directions over here.

4) The Reminiscences of Martin Blackwood, Post Mortem: complete. theres not much to say, its a victorian au. everyone is sad and victorian. its good. i like it.

5) ceylon, assam, and darjeeling: complete. honestly? this one isnt my typical fare, it’s far more sympathetic to elias than i usually go for, but its so well written that i can’t help but love it. Jon brings about the apocalypse on purpose, so he has a say in how it goes down and can protect his friends. he pretty much loses himself completely to the eye and martin struggles to bring him back; the writing from the perspective of The Archivist is *chef’s kiss.* written before ep 161, so the apocalypse is very very different than how it plays out in canon.

6) dustsceawung: still updating. i tried so hard to avoid moth!jon. i really did. i thought it was kind of silly and im not generally a bug fan, but here we are. this fic won me over completely. Modern Day Faerie au, jon is a moth fae and decided he likes martin after martin unknowingly saved him. martin knows the fae are not to be trifled with and is lowkey fucking terrified. its cute as shit.

7) Spider Silk: complete. not particularly plotty, just a cute series where jon and martin have been in love the whole time and played jonah from the beginning. satisfying wish-fullfillment, more good good non-evil web!martin.

8) There Are Monsters In These Woods: still updating. a full-on fairy tale au, full of princes and monsters and mages and quests and all that jazz. more fun moth!jon, and the way this fic translates the wordbuilding from tma into a fairytale setting is super interesting. a lot more body horror and on screen torture in this one than in the others im reccing here, so watch out for that.

9&10) did someone say time travel fix it but with kid!jon?? no?? well i have TWO superficially similar but ultimately very different fic recs about that. These are both about s5 jon getting thrown back to the Mr. Spider Incident, and promptly getting adopted by elias. after that tho they have almost nothing in common.

The Timeline of Theseus: still updating. follows an 8 year old fully realized Archive, with his memories of the future blocked off. Elias assumes hes some sort of gift from the eye, or a future ritual like agnes montegue, and is trying to raise him as best he can. Jon is 8 and incredibly adhd and supernaturally incapable of lying, and keeps just blurting out random ass shit that he Knows that Elias would really rather he didn’t.

Too Much Time: still updating. follows a basically adult!jon stuck in a kid’s body, who was sent back in time by and visibly branded by the web, the spiral, AND the eye. Elias basically kidnaps him and Jon is only grudgingly staying with him cause his brands make him an obvious target, and he doesn’t have any of his old powers. gerry is also there as a 12yo and their growing friendship is very sweet. bit of a warning for child abuse in this one, there’s nothing physical but elias is much more of a bastard here than in Theseus.

???) is it gauche to promo my own fics as well cause u can also check out my ao3 or my writing tumblr @bananaman-writes if u want, i have a fluffy canon-compliant asexuality one-shot and an archivist!gerry au that hasn’t gotten very far yet but i have many Plans for. (those plans are everyone lives and then they date)

#the magnus archives #long post #fic rec #ive read most of these multiple times #theyre just really good #Anonymous