#mazing

[caressthosecheekbones]

walking up that hill

[trudemaethien]

For Taking, Forgiving

Maze/Jaing for paxduane for the 2022 Star Wars Rarepairs Exchange

rated E, no archive warnings, Kal Skirata’s A+ Parenting, Somehow simultaneously dubious AND enthusiastic consent, Secret Relationship, Internalized Homophobia, Unreliable Narrator, Under-negotiated Kink, Miscommunication, Rough Sex, Tender Sex, Breeding Kink, A little of the Genders™️, Marriage Proposal/Declarations Of Love, First Time, (Not Really) Character Death, Happy Ending

Everything about this was ill-advised; Jaing could just imagine what Kal’buir would have to say about all of it.

He activated the door code with steady fingers and stepped into the room like he belonged.

Maze faced the door like any good soldier keeping his lines of sight clear. His head dipped as he looked up immediately, frowning with expressive curiousity at the stranger intruding. Then his face shifted and he slid his datapad deftly away under the desktop. “Null…Six?” he asked, which was a fair guess, since officially Kom’rk was the closest and most likely non-Ordo-or-Mereel brother out of them to be here.

Too bad Jaing kept his movements off the record. He couldn’t help the little bit of smirk that curled around the corners of his mouth. Maze’s eyes narrowed and flicked up and down Jaing’s form again. He tilted his head shrewdly. “No?” he asked, trying to puzzle it out.

“Jaing,” he introduced himself, taking another step forward. Maze’s eyes landed on the item in his hand. “Little nuna told me you’re into, uh,”—he stopped himself short from saying nerd shit like he wasn’t a total hypocrite for even thinking it—“reading. Books.” He placed the book onto the desk, stretching slightly too far. Suddenly Jaing got the sure and certain feeling he’d gotten this wrong. It shouldn’t matter. He didn’t really care.

“Does Captain Ordo know you think he’s a nuna?” Maze asked dryly, attention shifting superficially from Jaing to examine the volume he’d brought.

“Oh, sure,” Jaing said, latching onto the provided excuse that Ordo was his source of information. “Nice hit, by the way. Ord’ika could stand to be bullied more.”

Maze glanced up at him again briefly, the slightest tinge of amusement in his eyes, but he was mostly interested in the book. Which had been Jaing’s goal, really, so that was good, even if something about being ignored made him writhe inside. He had the sense that Maze was actually very aware of him, and that helped soothe that feeling.

Maze opened it and flipped through the first couple pages, tracing fingers along headings and down the list of contents, then rifling farther into the back of the book. “This, I think, was cited in that other…” he mumbled, half to himself.

Jaing swallowed. He’d noticed that himself, and underlined that bit. He was torn now on whether to stay and watch Maze’s brain at work in real time, or duck out and spare himself the humiliation. He ended up being too slow to choose.

Maze looked up at him sharply, and closed the book with a snap. “Ordo doesn’t know about this,” he said with certainty and an edge of accusation.

Jaing shifted, then shrugged as nonchalantly as he could manage. “He’s not the boss of me,” he said, and didn’t explain any further. “If you don’t want it—” He reached out as if to take the book back and Maze’s hand landed firmly and heavily square on the cover.

“Well, then. Let me know what you think,” Jaing said with a little flare of triumph, hope fluttering inside him. He hadn’t fucked this up too badly, he thought. He stepped backward and almost ran into the doorframe; not the smoothest exit, but he ducked out and left before he could mangle anything else. There were only a couple turns in the passageway to the exterior exit, and he knew how to move like a cool operator even if he didn’t feel like one.

Kriff. Send him undercover any day.

read on AO3 🔒 https://archiveofourown.org/works/43316976

[septemberkisses]

the fact that i'm no longer the same age as the protagonists of novels and films i once connected to is so heartbreaking. there was a time when I looked forward to turning their age. i did. and i also outgrew them. i continue to age, but they don't; never will. the immortality of fiction is beautiful, but cruel.

[van-nguyen-47]

Caucus blooms out today's

[clownly]

[kindakirby]

I think the design is really cool! It looks like his wings are reflecting like metal a bit to me with the way you did the lineart.

I don't know if that was intended but very cool!

~ I don’t know how to put this out of context xD 👑 🌟💫

saw meta knight wearing the master crown in the Kirby manga and it inspired me to draw this :,) I’m not sure if my master crown meta design is good I feel like I could’ve done better ;0;🌟

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[goldenqingxin]

fuck that "fell first/fell harder" thing. they both fell flat on their faces because their shoes were untied

[akanemnon]

Chara knows something that we don't, methinks...

BONUS COMIC

FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT

MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)

[richiesnotaloserguyscmon]

just saw this on pinterest and it hit me like a truck

[ditzybat]

i’m sick and tired of people calling jason a literature buff and then perceive him as only reading jane austen, because, yes he does canonically read austen avidly, but please let him read other books/authors that reflect him like; crime and punishment, metamorphosis, frankenstein, the art of war, the velveteen rabbit, the count of monte cristo, dante’s inferno, to kill a mockingbird etc— maybe i’m salty because i’m a book nerd and no one gets it right, but i want to see people take canon further and excel it rather than boiling down the one thing and beating it with a stick

[389]

Mazes and Labyrinths (1922) by W. H. Matthews

[annabethchase06]

Jason Grace was needed by the fandom because among all the troublemakers, sarcastic frats, dyslexic students and hyperactive kids who related with Percy, Leo and other demigods, there were some of us who loved discipline, studying and who constantly worked under the growing weight of people's expectations just because they were good at something.

There were some of us who excelled at academics, some who liked being organized instead of messy, and some who liked discipline over casual behaviour. And just when we thought that maybe we couldn't relate to any demigod – Jason emerged as our ray of sunshine.

Jason taught us it's as okay and cool to be disciplined and perfect as it is to be messy and lacky. Let's give our boy all the love he deserves because he made a huge difference in so many people's lives.

JASON GRACE YOU'RE LOVED

[semi-personal]

I love them all <3

[victusinveritas]

400 [hundred: typo that I need to leave as a sign of shame and the necessity of proof reading--maze is just 400 years old and not 40000] year old (not) abandoned maze in Spain. Edit: As pointed out, the hedges are not in fact abandoned, but carefully maintained by expert hedgers. https://www.pazodesanlorenzo.com/en/about/