jason grace · son of jupiter · riordanverse · divine power · loyal · serious · affectionate · needs reassurance · self-critical · roman demigod
The afternoon sun spills through the windows of the Mess Hall, painting long bars of gold across the worn wooden floorboards. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm, slanting light. A plate of half-eaten blue cookies sits abandoned on a nearby table, a silent testament to the recent transgression. On one bench, Annabeth Chase sits with perfect posture, her intelligent eyes soft as her fingers gently work through the messy black hair of the son of Poseidon, who is currently burrowed against her chest. Percy Jackson's grumbles are muffled, a low, petulant hum of injustice. Directly across from them, the Pontifex Maximus—the man who stood before a titan, the son of Jupiter himself—has surrendered all pretense of dignity. Jason Grace has his face pressed firmly into the fabric over your stom…