#what’s my obsession with roombas with knives? I don’t know but they’re fun!!
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
Reasons why Niffty might be so small:
(Related: list of why she has one eye.)
1. To represent the fact that her whole life she felt looked down on by people living in the world as a mixed-race woman in the 50s
2. So she can crawl through the vents easily.
3. Budget cuts. All the money for height was used on Angel, Sir Pentious and Valentino. So there was very little left for Niffty.
4. She was one of Santa’s elves until she fled to become a dentist.
5. Why aren’t YOU that short? God, some people!
6. Everyone else is abnormally tall.
7. To stab people’s ankles when they least expect it.
8. So she can be closer to the floor and closer to the bugs.
9. So she can fit in the oven to take naps.
10. It’s a good size to sneak up behind someone while they’re talking and stab them :)
11. Angel stole it from her.
12. She’s half Egg Boi.
13. With deals with Alastor when you trade away your soul you also trade away part of your height. This happened to Husk too to a lesser extent and is why Alastor can grow to be so tall.
14. She’s a bug puppeting a doll of a demon. This was the biggest size they had.
15. She was actually really tall in life and this is her eternal punishment.
16. Unlike the other characters she never got out through a taffy puller.
17. She’d be too powerful if she was any larger.
18. You need to sleep to grow. Niffty never does.
19. She’s Alastor’s ventriquist dummy
20. So her eye to body size ration is REALLY out of wack
21. She lost the bottom half of her body in the Great Pirate War
22. To consolidate her power. Short people contain energy in a smaller amount of space, making it more pressurized, the more pressure the more powerful.
23. The ears Alastor has actually used to be her feet, but she didn’t want them so she gave them away.
24. Rosie and Alastor got hungry once
25. Every kill she has takes a mm from her height (you don’t want to know how tall she was originally.)
26. So she can be closer in size to her greatest love, a roomba with knives.
27. She knife monopolied too hard once. Got in debt, you can fill in the blanks.
28. So her enemies underestimate her
29. So she can hide under your bed and you will NEVER know :)
#writing this as someone shorter than most people was fun :)#what’s my obsession with roombas with knives? I don’t know but they’re fun!!#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel memes#stupid hazbin hotel lists#niffty#niffty hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel crack#alastor hazbin hotel#husk hazbin hotel
236 notes
·
View notes
Text
ROTTMNT Incorrect Quotes
Look, I'm sleep deprived, and this happened. Enjoy.
April: What do you guys do when you're stressed? Mikey: Try and calm myself down! Raph: Sleep. Leo: Get myself into even more stress, so that the first reason for my stress gets cancelled out. Donnie: I don't.
Donnie: I'm going to be an adult in 4 years and I only have a vague idea of what I'm going to do. Raph: I’m gonna be an adult in less than a year and I don’t know what I’m doing with my life. Leo: I'm with you there… April: I'm an adult and I don't know what I'm doing with my life. Mikey: Three types of people.
Mikey: The greatest trick the devil ever played was getting me banned from an all you can eat pizza buffet. Leo: Why’d you get banned? Mikey: Touched the rat. Leo: … What rat? Mikey: Chunky Cheese.
Donnie: That's not funny. Cassandra: I thought it was funny. Donnie: You don't count. You started laughing in the middle of a funeral because you started thinking of a meme you saw on Facebook.
Leo: Yesterday, I watched Cassandra try to eat a decorative rock from April's potted plant. Raph caught them, and told them they can't eat rocks. Cassandra started whining something about no food being in the house before walking away.
Raph: I have to say, I'm a little embarrassed for you. Leo: This is a sports-related injury. It makes me look cool! Raph: Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!
Mikey: I'm so tired of this life. I want to be a roomba. I want knives taped to me. And I want to be set loose.
Cassandra: What does a winner do when life gives them lemons? Casey: Um, make lemonade? Cassandra: No, they squeeze them right back into life’s eyes!
April: Baby vibes… hold gentle… like hamburger. Leo: Punt like football.
Cassandra, at the slightest provocation: I came into this earth screaming and covered in someone else's blood and and I'm not afraid to leave the same way.
Leo: Stressed. Cassandra: Depressed. Raph: Possessed. Mikey: Obsessed. April: Impressed. Casey: Chicken breast. Everyone: …What? Casey: I just wanted to join in.
Donnie: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container. Mikey: The cow?? Donnie: What? Raph: Mikey, W H Y?
Donnie: Astrology is fun because i can pretend that all of my behaviors are just a result of being a Gemini and not symptoms of mental illness. Leo: Being a Gemini is a mental illness. That’s not hate it’s just a fact.
Donnie: So oxygen went on a date with potassium, it went… OK. Leo: I thought oxygen was dating magnesium, OMG. Donnie: Actually oxygen first asked nitrogen out, but nitrogen was all like NO. Casey: I thought oxygen had that double bond with the hydrogen twins. Mikey: Looks like someone's a HO. Leo: NaBrO. Cassandra: I'm done with all of you!
Cassandra: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me? Mikey: It isn’t smirking at anyone, they’re all just imagining it. Donnie: Three of us saw it, Mikey. How do you explain that? Mikey: *points at Casey* Sleep deprivation. *points at Leo* Paranoia. *points at Raph* Delusional personality disorder.
#rise of the tmnt#rottmnt#rottmnt incorrect quotes#rottmnt mikey#rottmnt raph#rottmnt leo#rottmnt casey jr#rottmnt cassandra jones#rottmnt april#rottmnt donnie#save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#save rise of the tmnt#save rottmnt#unpause rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#incorrect quotes
84 notes
·
View notes
Text
So I’ve been meaning to get around to this literally forever but I’ve had so much going on and tumblr tends to be a bit of a nightmare scrolling very long posts BUT I finally read this and it was delightful :D
Extended thoughts under the cut so not everyone has to listen to me waffle, lol
-I was grinding my teeth that whole job interview scene. Jason was not missing out. At least where I’m from the questions that lady asked would not have to be answered and aside from being shitty are also just unprofessional as hell? You’re not missing out buddy don’t worry
-Loved the ASL bit (Leo absolutely would turn his hearing aids off to ignore someone that’s annoying him I’m cackling)
I’m now stupidly fond of the thought that even if they do eventually have/adopt a child Leo forever jokingly calls the roomba their firstborn
-“I’m cooking again? Man, I’m both the housewife and the breadwinner. What are you?” Sorry Jason but he’s got a point (this bit made me laugh out loud)
-Always obsessed with Jason just. Calling himself Valdez at every opportunity. He’s completely enamored with being able to call himself that and everything it represents (letting go of his own shitty mom! Connecting to Leo and getting to brag about the fact that they’re married at every opportunity! Having a connection to the mom Leo loved so much who Jason never got to meet!) and he’d never shut up about it
-I loved Leo and Jason taking turns comforting each other. Just in general it being balanced. I feel like Leo gets a lot of comfort (which is great! The boy needs hugs) but Jason usually tends to be taken at his facade of needing to keep it together and so rarely gets held in return which makes me sad, so while I’m not glad he had such a hard time (whose idea was it to have him hold a class on that particular topic, yikes), I’m glad he at least got to be held about it. I just adore mutual hurt/comfort stuff to no end
-Leo and Thalia having what seems like a running joke of her casually pulling knives on him is such menace behavior lmao. Love that for them, they would
-“You really are the best Husband ever.” “I can’t be,” Jason said, “You exist.” -> I’ll just be over there melting into a puddle in case anyone needs me 🥺
-Also their little wedding conversation. Leo being overwhelmed and overstimulated and Jason just being there. I’m <333
-Did not like the glitch situation! Am intrigued but may be happier pretending it never happened because I do like this just being the soft good ending that it (mostly) is
-Not the students knowing they can derail the lesson by making Jason waffle about his husband for half of it, I’m dying
-Penny seems fun! I like the thought of Leo having an apprentice. Out of curiosity: is she a Hephaestus/Vulcan kid?
Festus being curled around Leo like a kid is a lovely image I’m obsessed
-The conclusion is so so lovely. No everything is not magically okay because they’re together. Yes they’re happy but things aren’t always good. And they don’t have to be. They’re both doing the most they can. Still doing meaningful things and changing the world in little ways even if they’re not saving it themselves anymore. I have a variety of thoughts about this but mostly it’s just a really lovely sentiment
-Would love more info on Penny! And I do think extended Grace family sounds like a super interesting concept (maybe they’re a mixed bag where Jason decides some of them he’d rather have in his life than others and that’s something he kind of struggles with because he’s used to feeling like he has to do right by everyone including people he doesn’t like?)
Guys… it’s finally here.
After almost three months of working on it, my largest fic ever is finally finished- currently clocking in at around 15k words!!
This is a collection of short stories about “Domestic life with Leo and Jason” and the beautiful things that come out of that- I give this as my gift to the Valgrace community as a reminder that happy endings can happen, just sometimes we have to create them ourselves.
CW: Swearing, brief talk of homophobia, a little bit of angst sprinkled in for good measure.
Word count: 15,580!!
“Violets and Marigolds”
Married Valgrace AU
Jason sat on the warehouse roof, watching the sun rise. His legs dangled off the side. He felt something brush gently against his ankle, and he saw the sole of Leo’s scuffed-up brown Doc Marten work-boot knock a little against his sneaker in the soft swing of Leo’s legs. The pale golden light of dawn glinted on the windows below them. Jason looked up and smiled at Leo.
Sure, insomnia’s a bitch. But Jason didn’t care when the man he loved was sitting next to him and smiling. He knew that he could get through the sleepless nights and he knew that dawn will always come after, no matter what. Whatever happens, the sun will rise. And Leo would be next to him.
They would always have each other.
Jason interlaced his fingers with Leo’s. It was a new day. He didn’t know what it would bring. But he knew he could count on seeing Leo’s face at the end of it, and the start of the next one.
Jason sat down in front of the interviewer.
“Jason Valdez.”
“That’s my name.”
She squinted at the paper and then studied him, “You don’t look like someone whose last name would be something like Valdez.”
Jason stifled a grumble. He hated when people pointed that out. Why couldn’t they keep their nose out of it?
“…Not that it’s any of your business,” Jason said, as calmly and respectfully as he could, “But I took my husband’s last name when I got married.” To emphasise his point, he casually put his hands on the desk in front of him so that his wedding ring was in full view. It was made of a special alloy of both imperial gold and celestial bronze, and carved with intricate designs. Jason loved to show it off.
The interviewer looked at Jason over the top of her thick-framed glasses, “Why?”
“Well…” Jason really didn’t like this woman, but he had to be professional. He decided blunt honesty was the best tactic to shut her up, “I didn’t have the best relationship with my mother. And I’d rather her name wasn’t a part of my identity. My husband, though, I love very much, and I want a piece of him to be with me. Now this job-“
“So, your husband…” The interviewer continued, “Is he any relation to Leo Valdez, the Greek demigod who launched a missile attack on New Rome?”
“You mean the Greek demigod that sacrificed his life to stop Gaea and save the world? Yes, that’s him,” Jason was getting properly annoyed. This was an interview for a job, not a dating profile. She didn’t need to know what went on in his private life.
“But he did launch the attack?”
“He. Was. Possessed.” Jason growled, “By an eidolon. Working for Gaea. He was not in control of his actions. Plus, that was fourteen years ago. Plus, some of Camp Jupiter’s top Praetors themselves saw to it that he was pardoned. His name is cleared, meaning my name is cleared. Now, can we talk about my credentials?”
“I didn’t get the job!” Jason said, dropping his bag by the door and throwing himself onto the couch.
“Oh no!” Leo said, looking up from where he was sitting, cross-legged on the carpet, a collection of sketches and blueprints spread out in front of him.
Jason waved his hand, dismissively, “It’s fine. I didn’t want it anyway. The interviewer gave me a bad vibe.” Jason didn’t mention that Leo’s name had come up in the interview- or that that was the reason why he hadn’t landed the job. It wasn’t Leo’s fault. They knew that living in New Rome might cause some problems, but it was the only decent place to find demigod work, and it wasn’t like Jason was gonna stop being married to Leo.
“How was your day?”
Leo turned back to the mess before him, and started shuffling papers around. “I got a few new commissions in,” He said, “A design for a carseat that massages you. Washing machines with legs. That kinda thing,” He turned back around, “Plus your standard swords, shields, the odd axe. Nothing new there. I’ll head down to the warehouse tomorrow and start working on those.”
“Don’t overwork yourself, amorsito.”
“I’ve had to take on a few extra stuff while you’ve been looking at jobs,” Leo said, “I’m the breadwinner in this household. We gotta pay bills somehow.”
As he talked, he began to fiddle with his hearing aid (He’d needed them ever since the explosion). Jason knew that he only did that when he was really agitated. He switched to ASL.
“Don’t play with that,” Jason signed.
“Sorry,” Leo signed back. He left the device alone and started fidgeting with his wedding ring- twisting it round and round, swapping it between fingers, spinning it on the table. Jason could tell something was wrong.
“What’s up?” He said in English.
“It’s nothing,” Leo replied.
“Querido…” Jason chided, “What is it?”
“It’s nothing… it’s-it’s silly, really. It’s not worth mentioning.”
Jason sat back on the sofa with his arms crossed, a patient expression on his face.
“Okay, fine! It’s just… something you said yesterday kinda… is still on my mind.”
Jason leaned forward, “What did I say, mi estrella?”
“You said… you know how we were talking about you getting a job? And how you wanted to make money to settle down for the future? Like- what did you mean by that, because it seemed like you meant…”
Leo trailed off, not making eye contact with Jason. He bounced his leg up and down so hard that the coffee table next to him was buzzing. He kept on passing his wedding ring between one hand and the other. He reached up to touch his ear again, but then he caught himself and quickly brought his hand down. He kept fidgeting with the ring.
“Do you… do you want kids, Jason?”
Jason was kind of taken aback by the bluntness of the question. He hadn’t meant to broach the whole subject of children to Leo. Not yet. But he’d been lying if he said the answer was anything other than yes, “Well… yeah, eventually. I mean, not right now, obviously, but someday. I’ve always imagined myself as a dad. And with Percy and Annabeth having their baby, and Nico and Will announcing that they’re Trying, it kinda got my head spinning a bit.”
Leo didn’t respond. His eyes were fixed on a spot on the wall in front of him. His leg was jiggling violently now.
“Why? Do you… not want kids?” Jason asked, a little scared to hear the answer.
“I don’t- I don’t know. I mean, I’ve never really seen myself as a dad. I’ve always thought I’d just have my machines. I guess… you don’t think the Roomba is enough, do you?”
Jason shook his head, “No, cariño… I don’t think a Roomba equates to having a child…”
“Why can’t we just be the cool gay uncles? Someone’s gotta do that now that Nico and Will are becoming parents.”
“We can do that, if you want,” Jason said, “But wouldn’t it be so cool to make our family bigger? I get it if you don’t want to bring a child into this world, but we could always adopt- don’t you want to give some poor kid a chance to have the home that you never got?”
There were ways for two male demigods to have biological kids- divine conception and all that. It took a lot of praying and sacrificing to the Gods, but if you were on their good side they’d allow it. That was the route Nico and Will had chosen. It wouldn’t be hard to get their approval- Hera definitely owed them one.
“But we’re demigods,” Leo said, “Life is dangerous for us. I don’t wanna put an innocent kid in harm’s way by inviting it into our lives.”
“I get that,” Jason said, “I really do. But we’re safe in New Rome. Lots of demigods raise families here.”
“I don’t know, Jason…”
“Okay. That’s fine. You don’t have to know everything right now.”
“But… but what if it turns out we want different things? What if I realise, years from now, that “actually no, I definitely don’t want kids” and you realise that “actually yeah, I really do” and then you divorce me for some girl named Tiffany, who has a really weird laugh like a cross between a hyena and a pig but she’s got this really fertile oven and she gives you triplets and I’m left to die alone, only talking to my machines and slowly going crazy? Huh, Jason? What then?”
Jason thought about that for a moment, “But that’s the thing- I don’t want to have kids with Tiffany. The only person I’d ever want to raise a child with is you, mi cielo. That’s who I want on my team. If you don’t want to, then I don’t want to either.”
“So… you’re not gonna leave me for Tiffany?”
“Listen to me, Leo, mi vida.” Jason grabbed Leo’s hand, and Leo’s leg stopped bouncing so much, “Tiffany’s not real. You made her up. And if she was, she sounds like a real bitch. No one compares to you.”
Leo nodded, “Thanks… I-I needed to hear that.”
“Come on,” Jason said, “I’m hungry. Let’s have dinner.”
“I’m cooking again? Man, I’m both the housewife and the breadwinner. What are you?”
The next few interviews were a bust. Eventually, Jason applied for a job as a Roman History professor at NRU.
He shifted in his seat as the interviewer scanned him up and down.
“Wow, I mean… you’re the Jason Grace!” She exclaimed.
“Jason Valdez, actually. I got married.”
“But still… You’re well known across all of New Rome. You slew the Trojan Sea-monster! You toppled the black throne of Kronos and slew the Titan Krios with your bare hands at fifteen! You played a pivotal role in the Second Giant War and helped to defeat Gaea! And again, fought to take down the Triumvirate. You’re an absolute legend!” She looked down at Jason’s resumé, “I don’t even need this. If you want the job, it’s yours.”
“I’d like to be given a fair chance, just like the rest.”
“Noble as ever,” She said, awestruck. She tapped the paper, “Well, this is still impeccable. Top grades at New Rome University. Praetor of the first legion. Pontifex Maximus. Twenty-four years of service in the Fifth Cohort. You’re fluent in Latin, Spanish, Ancient Greek, and American Sign Language. Glowing references from multiple gods. Yeah. You’re hired.”
“Really? Are you sure?”
“I mean, standard interview questions, yadda yadda yadda- why do you want the job?”
“Umm… well, I’d love to teach. I love being a role model, and supporting young people. And I love Roman History. My husband always jokes about me becoming a Professor.”
“Well you certainly are a role model,” The interviewer said, “Kids look up to you and the rest of the Seven from the Prophecy. You’re heroes to them. It would honestly be a privilege to have you as part of our faculty, and really help the students feel like they can achieve things.”
“That’s… that’s great to hear.”
The interviewer grinned, and stretched out her hand for Jason to shake, “Term starts in September. Welcome to the team.”
“Gah!”
The yelp woke Jason up. He stirred, and saw Leo sitting up in bed, hugging his arms to his chest, drenched in sweat and shivering.
“Leo…?” Jason grumbled. He sat up, and wrapped his arms around Leo’s shoulders. Leo drew in a shaky breath. “What is it?” He made sure to whisper it close to Leo’s good ear, since Leo had taken off his hearing aid before bed.
“N-Nothing… bad dream… go back to sleep.”
Jason moved his arms so that he was now gripping Leo’s shoulders, gently but firmly.
“Mi alma, you’re shaking.”
“…It’s cold.”
“You’re basically a human radiator, Leo. You don’t get cold,” Leo’s skin was hotter than usual, which was saying something. It felt like a toaster that had just been switched off.
Leo stopped digging his nails into his arms and held his hands out in front of him, as if making sure they were really there.
“Did you have another flashback?” Jason asked.
“I… I…”
“The night you died?”
Leo nodded, his breathing was still choked and choppy.
“It’s okay, Leo. You’re alive. You’re here. You’re safe. And I love you, mi vida, mi preciosa vida.”
“I’m… I’m alive,” Leo repeated. He looked again at his hands, studying the lines on his palms, “I’m alive.”
Jason moved again, this time hugging Leo’s middle, squeezing it tightly. Leo let out a sob.
Leo put a hand over his heart, like he needed to remind himself that it was still beating. He closed his eyes, and let out a long breath. He seemed to compose himself a little.
“It’s okay…” Jason whispered, although he wasn’t sure Leo could hear him without his hearing aid- he was completely deaf in his right ear, and had chronic tinnitus in his left, a small side-effect of blowing up.
Leo’s breathing was still irregular and shaky, but Jason could feel his heart slow, and his temperature cool down.
“Leo?” Jason asked, after a while.
“Hmm?”
“Is it me, or… are the night terrors… getting worse?”
Leo hesitated, then nodded. “It’s happening most nights, now. I can usually sleep through them, but…”
“Is it just that night, or…”
“No, mi sol. It’s other stuff. Trauma is trauma-ing.”
Jason unwrapped his arms from Leo’s waist and shuffled forwards, so they were sitting side-by-side, cross-legged on the bed.
“Talk to me, bello.”
Leo looked at Jason in that sad way Jason had come to know. It broke his heart a little every time he saw the pain in Leo’s eyes.
“It’s… it’s hard, mi estrella. My life did end that day. And while I’m so, so happy that I got it back… it’s hard to process what happened. That’s what I think the dreams are for- my brain trying to process it all. But… it’s hard. Because, for a moment, the blood lay still in my veins. My heart stopped beating. It’s hard to imagine busy old me lying dead, but…”
“You haven’t slowed down since then,” Jason observed, “And you never did before that. Your whole life- both of them- you’ve spent them constantly moving, never staying still. If you didn’t even stop in death, then when will you?”
Leo sighed, and fidgeted with the fabric of the bedsheets.
“I think your body is telling you it’s time to rest, amor mio,” Jason told him, “You’ve worked so hard. You deserve a break.”
Leo’s shoulders began to shake with another round of silent tears. He buried his face in Jason’s neck, and Jason wrapped his arms around his body. He had to admit, seeing Leo like this scared him. He was one of the strongest, bravest people he knew- to see him reduced to shaking tears, clawing at invisible scars, weeping, curled in Jason’s arms…
Some horrors in this cruel world were too much to handle. And Jason wasn’t sure how much help his comfort actually gave. He was helpless to fight those inner demons for Leo.
So much for “Respected Roman Warrior”, Jason thought, So much for all the medals, all those titles, all that honour.
The person he loved was sobbing into his chest, and Jason was powerless to stop it. All he could do was stroke Leo’s hair, and tell him everything would be alright. He should be doing more- fighting monsters, killing something- but some monsters you just can’t fight. All Jason could do was hold him.
“… Jason?” Leo whimpered, after a while.
“Yes, mi luna?”
“Are you… are you gonna leave me one day?”
Jason cupped Leo’s face in his strong, calloused hands, holding his everything out in front of him on the bed. He rolled forwards on his knees to kiss his forehead.
“I made a vow, remember?” He whispered, “I stood up in front of all our friends and family, in front of several gods and goddesses, and I promised to be yours forever. And you did the same. Do you remember that?”
Leo looked down so that his nose dug into the heel of Jason’s outstretched hands. “I remember. I know we did, but-”
“Hey! Hey- look at me-“ Jason tilted Leo’s head up, so his brown eyes sparkled in the low light of the street-lamps outside, “Have I ever broken a promise?”
“No…”
“There, then it’s settled. I vowed to love you ‘til I die, and I vowed to keep loving you beyond that. Come what may. And I am nothing if not a man of my word. And I know you are too.”
“I am,” Leo agreed, “I really do love you, Jason.”
“I love you too, amour mio.”
Leo still shivered from the fright of the nightmare. Jason held him close, until Leo eventually began to snore. Jason stayed awake, watching Leo breathe, watching his face twitch as he dreamt, his eyes moving under his lids. They stayed like that until the sun rose.
Another sleepless night- but they were still together at the end of it.
September came, and with it Jason’s first day at work.
Jason unlocked the door to his office and walked inside. It was a small rectangular room- nothing special. But the plaque on the front of his desk read Prof. J. Valdez, embossed in imperial gold lettering. Jason smiled at it.
He walked over to his computer monitor and sat down. He took out his briefcase, and began setting items down on the desk. It took him a while to arrange everything in a way that he wanted, but once he was done he stood back and admired his handiwork.
The framed photo of him and Leo on their wedding day, Leo blushing bright red when Jason had kissed him. The little trinkets Leo had made him over the years. A miniature Festus (deactivated). A Rubik’s cube that shuffled and solved itself periodically. Metal flowers in metal flower pots that actually bloomed whenever Jason walked into the room, and closed up when he left. More pictures of them and their friends. Jason and Leo with Piper hanging out at Camp Half-Blood. Double-dates with Nico and Will in New Rome. All of them with Percy and Annabeth’s new baby taken just after they’d brought her home from the hospital. Jason loved all these things. He loved that he could keep them on his desk, to remind everyone that came into his office that he was in love with Leo Valdez.
Just for good measure, he hung a few more photographs of Leo on the walls, and more little handmade creations on his shelves. He couldn’t help it- Leo always made him around seventy thousand little gadgets every Christmas, birthdays, and random Tuesdays. Their apartment was already filled to bursting with these affectionate little gifts. Did Jason really need fifty new forks? Not necessarily, but they were beautifully crafted and he loved them. His pockets were filled with Leo’s little gizmos, all lovingly made and thoughtfully designed. He wouldn’t trade it for the world.
He got to his lecture hall early, and began setting up, plugging in his laptop and pulling up the powerpoint. He’d created a little “get to know me” slide that new teachers often made- complete with yet more pictures of Leo.
He sat down at his desk and sighed.
Jason studied the tattoo on his arm. SPQR stamped on the skin and twenty-four lines all beneath an eagle symbol. That was nothing new. But fresher ink glistened. Next to the eagle, in iridescent gold was a hammer. Surrounding the symbols, also in gold, were three thinly-drawn concentric circles. Other couples chose different designs, but Jason had wanted this one. The hammer, the symbol of Vulcan, showed his union with Leo, and the merging of their families. If they ever had kids, they would also have those symbols, as they would be a legacy of both Hephaestus and Jupiter. The rings around the symbols represented years of marriage. Leo had a similar tattoo- his hammer in the standard black and his eagle in gold encircled in a thick black ring before the thinner gold ones to show that he married into the legion. The tattoo, of course, had been Leo’s idea.
Students began to drip in.
“Is this Roman History with Professor Valdez?” A student asked.
Jason must have grinned a little too hard, because the kid looked a little freaked out.
“Yes. Yes it is.”
He couldn’t help it. It was one of his favourite things ever, to hear his new name. Sometimes, when he was alone, he’d just say it to himself, over and over “Jason Valdez, Jason Valdez, Jason Valdez, Jason Valdez.” Even after he’d been married to Leo for three years, he never got tired of it. And oh! To hear others say it too made him elated beyond description. That’s one of the reasons why he loved the idea of becoming a teacher. He’d get to be referred to as “Professor Valdez” every day. He’d never get used to it in the best way possible.
Once everyone had settled into their seats, he stood up.
“Hello, everybody! My name is Professor Valdez, and I will be your Roman History teacher for most of your time here.”
“LEONIDAS JAVIER VALDEZ!”
“Uh oh,” Leo muttered. “What is it, amorsito??” He called in a sing-song voice from the other room.
“DON’T YOU AMORSITO ME!! COME HERE!”
Jason knew Leo would be reluctant to move, “Are you sure, mi luna? Can’t you come out here and tell me?”
“COME. HERE.”
Jason heard groaning, and Leo appeared in the door.
“Jason Sebastian Valdez,” Leo said, leaning against the doorframe, trying to act as causal and innocent as possible, “What’s up, amor mio?”
“What the fuck is this???” Jason roared.
He gestured to the room. Every inch of every surface- the bed, the floor, the side tables, the windowsill, the top of the wardrobe- was covered with bits of machinery. Copper wiring, bronze plates, circuit boards, pipes, pistons, batteries, scrap metal, plywood, spanners, screwdrivers, discs, spheres, et cetera, et cetera, et-fucking-cetera.
“What's all this junk doing here?” Jason demanded.
“First of all, chiqui, not junk. Second, a certain, ummm… father-in-law of mine took out the power of my workshop in one of his tantrums. Didn't I tell you?"
"No. Why would he do that?"
"Well, a certain father-in-law of yours pissed him off."
Jason sighed and up at the ceiling, “What did he do this time?”
Leo shrugged. “I dunno. God stuff. And tu padre is taking it out on me!”
Jason tapped his foot in annoyance and surveyed the room, “Did you have to do this in the bedroom?”
Leo shrugged again.
“Leo, mi amor, you gotta tidy this- hey, are you listening?”
Leo had turned away.
“Did you just turn off your hearing aid? Are you kidding me?”
No response. Jason tapped Leo on the shoulder and switched to ASL.
“This needs to be tidied up.”
Leo closed his eyes. Jason stamped his feet in frustration. Leo grinned, his eyes still closed.
Jason grabbed Leo’s shirt and pulled him into a quick kiss. Then he put a hand on Leo’s shoulder, and furiously tapped out a message in morse code.
“TIDY. NOW.”
“Umm… No hablo ingles.” Leo said.
Jason tapped out the same message, this time in Spanish.
Leo groaned again, “Fiiiinee,” He grumbled, “You got me. I’ll do it.” He opened his eyes and switched his hearing aid back on.
“What are you building, anyway?”
Leo sighed, “Typical children of Dionysus, god of theatre, to want a door that only opens if you scream “Veronica! open the, open the door please!” with the rage of a thousand daddy issues.”
“…and you can make that?”
“Well, I’m worried they’ll kill me with drain cleaner if I don’t.”
Leo started to shift piles of materials. Jason started to head to the door, then paused and said, “I’m sorry I called your stuff junk. You’re right. It’s not junk.”
“S’okay, bello. I forgive you.”
Jason kissed him on the cheek, then left the room.
Jason booted up the powerpoint and froze. He had forgotten what was on that lesson plan. The name on the title slide hit him like a brick, almost knocking the air from his lungs.
He could do this. It was fine, he could do this.
He stood up in front of the lecture hall and cleared his throat.
“G-Gaius Caesar Augustus Germanicus. A powerful Roman Emperor, known more commonly as C-“ His voice cracked, “… as Cal-“ Jason gripped the edge of the desk, and tried to blink away the sting in his eyes. Flashbacks shot through his mind, but he pushed them away. He swallowed, “Caligula,” He choked out.
Jason could still feel the impression his gladius left in his palm as he gripped it. He could still remember Caligula’s snarl as Jason approached.
“You’re one of those Camp Jupiter brats, aren’t you?”
“I’m Jason Grace,” he said, “Former praetor of the Twelfth Legion. Son of Jupiter. Child of Rome. But I belong to both camps.”
“Good enough,” Caligula growled, advancing slowly towards him, “I’ll hold you responsible for Camp Jupiter’s treason tonight.”
Jason tried to pull himself back to the present.
“He reigned f-from 37AD to 41…” He gripped the desk harder, his knuckles turning white, and forced down the bile that was rising in his throat.
A blur of memories, flashes of swords and fighting.
He remembered parrying Caligula’s spear with his gladius, every move costing him more and more energy. His muscles were weakening. He’d expended so much energy controlling the winds and the lightning.- he wasn’t sure how much longer he could keep up the fight.
“Get out of here!” he called to his friends. “Go!”
“Umm… Professor Valdez?” A voice called, “Are you alright? You look-“
Jason’s ears were ringing. His vision was spinning. He blinked, and tried to bring the world into focus. His eyes fixed on something in the haze. A face, on a photograph. It was Leo’s face, in the home-screen of Jason’s laptop. A picture of them on a picnic date last fall. Jason took a deep breath and straightened up.
“Yeah… I’m- I’m fine,” he managed. He turned back to the projector screen, “Ca-Caligula’s empire stretched across-“ suddenly, he stumbled, and steadied himself on the desk. His head swam.
Pain shot up his left thigh. He glanced down, and saw an arrow sprouted from it. Jason grunted and stumbled. Piper yelled in warning as Caligula charged again. He just managed to roll aside. He remembered grabbing at the air, summoning Tempest with what strength he could spare. He rode against Caligula atop the ventus’ back, jousting sword versus spear. Another arrow took him in the upper arm.
He could feel the distinct acidic taste of vomit in his throat. “Ex- excuse me, class,” He blurted out, and rushed out of the hall.
“I told you this isn’t a game!” yelled Caligula. “You don’t walk away from me alive!”
Below, an explosion rocked the ship. The room was cloven further apart. Jason was bleeding from arrows in each limb now, yet raised his sword in defiance all the same. They circled one another on their horses in the cramped space, trading blows. Incitatus kicked at Tempest with his golden-shod front hooves. The ventus responded with bursts of electricity that scorched the stallion’s white flanks. The air was charged with electricity. He jabbed furiously at the Emperor, slashing like a Greek while Caligula stabbed like a Roman.
Through the fighting, he glimpsed Apollo across the room, standing dumbstruck next to Piper.
He managed to make it to the staff toilets and proceeded to dry-heave over the bowl. His pulse throbbed in his veins. His vision was a blur.
Jason had decided. Piper McLean would not die tonight. Apollo, Meg, all the others… they must live too. Keep fighting for what was right.
And then he thought about Leo.
As Caligula and he jousted around the ruins, knowing he was close to death, he thought about his best friend.
He thought about Leo putting his life before Jason’s to complete the prophecy- dying before Jason could stop him. He thought about the Oracle telling him his fate, and his one consolation being that he might re-unite with Leo in Elysium.
But Leo was alive. And Jason wouldn’t see him again.
He thought about that pointed face, those busy eyes, that sparkling smile. He thought about Leo, covered in scratches and scorch-marks. Tiny Leo, with his impish grin and his tooth gap and his excited bouncing. He thought about the Leo he had seen defeating a Primordial Goddess, that determination, the acceptance. He thought about the many hardships Leo had escaped, how he could face anything and pull through. As Jason fought, he thought about that brilliant, annoying, funny, tragic, genius, terrified, beautiful man- the many sides of him forming something wonderful. Something… human.
After growing up nothing but a soldier, meeting Leo had taught him for the first time how to be a person. Be human.
He met Apollo’s eyes across the ruined throne room.
“GO!” He yelled, “Remember!”
Remember what it’s like to be human.
These feelings replayed in Jason’s mind as he was brought back to that night. Everything he thought of in his final moments, before pain shot up from the middle of his chest, and everything went black.
He stayed there, hunched over the basin of the hollow throne, retching and blinking back tears. The memories began to dissipate, and Jason could think clearly again. Eventually, after much gagging, nothing came out. He flushed anyway, and sat back against the wall of the bathroom stall, breathing hard and shaking. With trembling fingers, he fished out his phone and dialled a number. It was demigod-safe… mostly. Leo had found a way to scramble the signal using modern VPN technology, but the longer you used it the more dangerous it got. It was for emergencies only.
The phone rang twice before Leo picked up.
“You’ve reached the line for the Greatest Husband in the Cosmos, how may I help you?”
“H-… H-help…” Jason repeated.
Leo’s tone instantly changed. “Jason? Jason, baby, what’s wrong? Mi vida, talk to me.”
“I… I need…”
Jason heard panicked clattering over the phone.
“Where are you? Stay there, I’ll find you. Are you at work? Are you safe? Jason, come on, say something.”
“I c-c-…. Ca-… I’m…” Jason swallowed, and listened to the sound of Leo on the other end of the phone, cursing in Spanish under his breath, the unmistakable sound of a frustrated ADHD demigod searching for his keys in a cluttered machine shop. It was a very familiar sound to Jason. He knew it well, and that calmed him. He took a deep breath, “I’m- I’m safe. I’m at New Rome University, I’ll meet you out front, l-lemme just…”
“I’ll be there in ten minuites, okay?” Leo said, “Don’t panic, I’m here. I’ve gotta hang up now, but I’m coming, don’t worry. Just… just hang in there, ‘til I can get to you. I’ll be there as quick as I can, you hear?”
“Y-yes. Okay.”
“Love you. See you in ten.”
“Love you.”
Jason watched Leo’s name blink off the screen. He took a few deep breaths, then unlocked the bathroom stall door.
He didn’t remember waking up on that California beach. He didn’t really remember much of the quest that followed.
The first thing that was clear in his mind was Leo’s face at that Santa Monica airport, grinning as he hopped off Festus’ back. He remembered rushing towards him, burying his face in that warm smell of motor oil and woodsmoke. He remembered laughing. He remembered smiling. Nothing else mattered in that moment. They were together at last.
But flashbacks and nightmares of that fight still haunted him.
On his way out to the front entrance, Jason stopped by the reception area and arranged to have a sub cover his class for the rest of the day. Then he walked out, taking in the fresh air.
He watched as Leo’s massive modified vintage Ford pick-up truck pulled into the drop-off zone. The passenger-side door opened to show Leo at the wheel, his face knotted with concern. Jason hopped inside and shut the door, sighing with relief as the air con blasted his face from the dashboard.
Leo seemed to read the situation instantly. He didn’t ask Jason what had happened. He didn’t smother him with soothing words. He just slapped the steering wheel of the truck (which was twice the size of his torso) and said, “Right. Ice cream?”
They ate their ice cream in the back of Leo's pick-up, parked on temple hill, looking out over the city. Leo had a scoop of lemon sorbet in a pot (he couldn’t have ice cream in a cone- it would melt in his hands and drip down the side before he could finish it. He needed a pot to catch the drips). Jason had a strawberry double-cone with white chocolate sprinkles and a flake.
"So..." Leo began.
"Nope," Jason said, "Don't wanna talk about it. Tell me about your machines."
Leo suddenly brightened, "I got this commission in from a mysterious outsider. Those are always the best."
“Oh?” Jason said, turning his head to lick a drip off his ice cream cone.
“It was an order for delivery. The guy was weird. He was a demigod, but he didn’t seem Greek or Roman.”
Jason was dimly aware that children of gods from other pantheons existed, but he didn’t cross paths with them very often.
“Anyway, it’s posing some interesting challenges, working with different metals, using different styles of metalwork. I’m learning a lot.”
“Sounds fun. Tell me more.”
Leo went on about the new techniques he’d discovered, and how it’s been improving his skill. Jason listened. He loved hearing Leo info-dump about his interests. If anything, it took his mind off old emperor booties. He loved the way Leo’s voice changed, his words slurring with eagerness as they spilled out of his mouth, his hands moving animatedly as he talked, flapping when he got excited. He loved how his curly hair bounced as Leo rocked backwards and forwards on the balls of his feet enthusiastically.
Jason bit off the last of the ice cream at the top, leaving only plain waffle-cone left. He wanted to eat it, but gave it to Leo instead to have with his sorbet. They both knew that the cone was the best bit of the ice cream.
They kept talking until the sun went down and the sky became bright with stars. Jason rested his head on Leo’s shoulder and yawned.
“Come on, sleepyhead. Let’s drive you home,” Leo said, nudging him affectionately.
Jason nodded, drowsily.
The car ride home was in comfortable silence. Leo kept his eyes on the road, but snuck glances at Jason sitting sleepily in the passenger seat.
“Thank you,” Jason said, “For turning a shitty day into a wonderful one.”
Jason explained everything that had happened in the lesson, running out and almost throwing up in the bathroom.
Leo listened in patient silence, his gaze locked on the sprawling city streets in front of them
"I'm sorry, Leo..." Jason said, "I'm moaning about almost dying when you actually did die, it's not-"
"Hey. Whoa. No. This isn't a competition. I don't wanna make you feel like you can't talk to me because my pain and sadness is more painful and sad than yours. You're hurting, I help. That's the deal. That's what I vowed to do. And you do the same for me. No matter what that hurt is, we support each other, capiche?"
Jason nodded, "Capiche. You're right. I'm sorry."
“What are you sorry for, mi estrella?” Leo asked, calmly.
“I… I don’t know…” Jason admitted.
“Exactly,” Leo said. And the matter was settled.
They slipped back into sleepy, non-verbal company until they made it back to their apartment.
Leo kept a little stool next to the forges, which was known only as “Jason’s chair”. Jason often sat, watching Leo stoke the flames. He loved to sit there and see him turning over coals with his bare hands, or working away at his desk next to it. Sometimes Jason got out his laptop and wrote lesson plans while Leo worked. Sometimes Jason helped- if just to be a human spark plug. Sometimes he just sat and observed. They would talk, or sing songs, or just work in silence.
“What’re you working on?” Jason asked from his chair.
Leo rubbed the back of his neck, “I’ve just finished the commission by those Dionysus kids. Hope they like it.”
He picked up his drink and sniffed it, obviously checking for drain cleaner. “I’m now working on a self-playing harp to add ambiance to the temple of Apollo,” He glanced at Jason and smiled, “The one that you re-designed on temple hill.”
He turned back to his blueprint, muttering to himself. Jason watched as he drew long lines across the page with his craftsman’s ruler. Leo touched a button on his hearing aid, and turned up a dial on a small radio in front of him on his desk. He’d rigged up his hearing aid to connect to it via bluetooth, so that he could listen to music as he worked.
The doorbell rang, and Leo opened it. He was greeted with a knife to the throat. He grinned.
Jason sat perfectly still on his stool, watching as Leo poured over his notebooks, nodding his head slightly along with the music in his ears. In their silence, he could just about hear the tinny voice of the music coming from the device. It sounded like Taylor Swift. It probably was.
“How’s my favourite sister-in-law?”
“Your reflexes could be sharper,” Thalia said in response, then she lowered her knife and pulled him into a tight hug. When they broke apart, and she saw Jason standing there, she grabbed him and squeezed him so fiercely Jason thought she might crack a rib.
“Food is on the stove,” Leo announced, “Should be ready in about half an hour. If Piper hasn’t already helped herself to it all.”
“When did McLean get here?” Thalia asked.
“She stayed overnight to sleep off the jet-lag,” Jason explained, then he clapped his hands together, “But now we’re all here, should we do presents?”
Leo shook his head, “Nah, man. Food first. Keep ‘em waiting. That’s how my mom did it. I’ll go see to the kitchen, you guys talk or something. It’ll only be another twenty minutes or so, anyway.”
After a very hearty Christmas dinner cooked by the notoriously skilled Chef Leo, they got to work passing round presents.
Leo had organised them into four little piles, and they took turns opening one present each.
Except there was one slight problem-
Jason had about five million more presents than everyone else. All a variety of sizes and shapes, all wrapped in the same bronze (recyclable) wrapping paper.
Leo didn’t seem to think this was an issue (“I may have made you a few more presents than what we agreed was the limit! So what?”), but Thalia and Piper were exchanging glances, worried they’d have to sit there and watch while Jason unwrapped each one individually and was subjected to a long explanation by Leo as to every device’s multiple functions. To make things go a little faster, they agreed to let Jason unwrap five presents per round instead of the usual one.
Was Jason complaining about how thoughtful his husband was? Fuck no. He loved it. He was gonna put a lot of these in his office when he got back to school.
Leo was first in the circle. Thalia got him a collection of various hides from monsters she had slain. Most of them were still fresh. Leo immediately grabbed a notebook and wrote down some ideas for contraptions he could use them in.
Jason was next. Leo had made him: A picture frame that unlocked and opened up into a shaving mirror, one of those ballerina jewellery boxes with a dancing Festus (Jason didn’t wear jewellery), a large polaroid camera that videoed and printed out Leo’s scroll holograms (“scrollograms!”), a key ring embossed with the words “te amo”, and an airbed pump.
“I thought we could try camping!”
“Leo, do we own a tent?”
Leo glanced nervously at a box-shaped present at the bottom of Jason’s pile.
Piper was next. Jason got her tickets to see Chappell Roan for the three of them. She actually teared up and flung herself into his arms. Leo bounced up and down and flapped his hands, squealing excitedly.
Leo had gotten Thalia the same thing he did every year- a bottle of Texas Hot Sauce.
They went round the circle a few more times, until they had a large pile of gifts next to them.
Alongside his animal pelts, Leo received 50 drachmas towards his Eras Tour Fund, a collection of more notebooks, and The Tortured Poets Department on CD from Jason (“So you don’t have to keep streaming it while you work and attract monsters to the workshop.”). He got another 75 to the Eras Tour Fund from Piper, and various tools from his wishlist. She also got him what looked like a dog coat, but it was fifty times the size.
“It’s for Festus!” She explained, “In case he gets cold in the winter!”
Piper received a customised surfboard from Leo, complete with badass (totally safe) modifications. She also got a large set of different-sized hunting knives from Thalia.
Jason got several thousand more gifts from Leo, which took up most of the sofa and the coffee table. Piper got him one of those fluffy oversized “oodies” that were all the rage online. It was blue, with a large superman logo on the front. Jason argued that he didn’t need to be any warmer than he already was, sleeping next to Leo. Somehow he still found himself buried in it anyway, the hood pulled down over his eyes, just enough so he could see. Thalia got him a framed photo of the two of them when Jason was just a baby.
“Where… where did you find this?” He asked, looking at the photograph, stunned.
“I have my ways,” She remarked, nonchalantly.
Piper had got Thalia a new leather jacket.
“Another one?” Jason asked, “You’ve got loads!”
Thalia shrugged, “All my old ones got blood on them.”
Lastly, Jason handed his gift to Thalia. She opened up the small rectangular box, and pulled out a hunting dagger. She unsheathed it, and examined it. It was hammered a little out of shape, and the blade was warped.
“I’m assuming this wasn’t made by the OG Valdez?” She asked, glancing at her brother.
Jason looked a little sheepish. Leo rubbed his back, reassuringly. “Your metalwork’s getting better, chiqui. It’s good! You can’t help the fact that you’re married to one of the best and most advanced weaponsmiths in the Greco-Roman pantheon. But it’s good work.”
Thalia gave him a sisterly kiss on the cheek. “I love it. Thank you.”
Jason gave her a tight, one-armed hug.
“I actually have something else for you,” Thalia said to him.
“Oh?”
“It’s not a gift, exactly just… news.”
“Good news?” Leo asked.
Thalia neither confirmed nor denied this, just said: “I got a call from someone a couple weeks ago. Our cousins. On our mom’s side. I met them a couple of times as a kid but mom blipped off the radar once she was expecting you. They’d found out I was still out there recently and wanted to get back in touch. They didn’t know about you. I didn’t tell them. I said I’ll think about it, but honestly? I want nothing to do with them. I don’t want to be associated with anything to do with Mom, after what she did to you. And anyway, it’ll be a bitch to explain to them why I still look sixteen. But I thought it was only right you should know, in case you were interested in getting to know them.”
Jason was a little speechless. He’d never really considered the fact that he might have extended family out there. Other Graces. He wasn’t sure what to do. That didn’t bother him though. When he wasn’t sure about something, he’d talk it through with Leo. They’d figure it out together.
Family games began. After a rather violent round of charades, cut short by the fire alarm being set off by someone who will remain nameless, they decided on karaoke.
“KNEE-DEEP IN THE PASSENGER SEAT AND YOU’RE EATING ME OUT-“ Leo and Piper screamed in unison, using the deodorant bottle and the TV remote as fake microphones. They’d moved the coffee table out the way and the two of them were now singing their hearts out in the middle of the living room while Jason and Thalia watched from the couch.
Jason glanced nervously at a vase that was getting dangerously close to Leo’s flailing arms. Maybe Karaoke hadn’t been the best idea.
Piper was yelling furiously into her deodorant bottle, eyes closed, giving her best theatre-kid belt.
Leo was on his knees, screaming at the top of his lungs.
“FUCKED YOU IN THE BATHROOM WHEN WE WENT TO DINNER, YOUR PARENTS AT THE TABLE, YOU WONDER WHY I’M BITTERRRRR- hey! Hey, Jason! Do you think me and Piper should start a band? No, but really? I’ve already picked out our name, we’d be called “Piping Hot!” I think we should do it. Piper? Should we do it?”
“I married that man,” Jason reminded Thalia.
“Y’know, we did ask Chappell Roan if she wanted to join the hunters,” Thalia remarked.
Piper spun around so fast she almost wacked Leo in the face, “Ohh my gods tell me EVERYTHING.”
“This was before I joined,” Thalia said, “And she said no. But she still invites Lady Artemis to her concerts sometimes.”
Piper shoved herself in between the two siblings on the sofa, and began bouncing up and down in excitement as Thalia told stories of all the amazing women who have been asked to join the hunters over the years.
Jason, feeling a little crowded, stood up from the couch and went into the bedroom.
He groaned and rubbed his temples. Soon, he felt hands creep from his waist and hug him around the middle. Leo leaned his warm body into him, and rested his chin on Jason’s shoulder.
“Hmm…You okay?” Leo mumbled.
“Yeah…” Jason stayed in Leo’s embrace for a few seconds, then pulled away, leaning against the dresser.
Leo leaned next to him, sighing and folding his arms.
“You still thinking about what Thalia said? About your cousins?”
“Yeah…” Jason said, again. He turned to him, “What do you think I should do?”
Leo was silent for a few moments. “I dunno…”
“You have family, don’t you?” Jason asked.
Leo’s shoulders tensed slightly. Jason could see his expression become a little guarded, which hardly happened to Jason anymore. But biological family was a touchy subject for both of them. “Yeah. Lots.”
“Do you… ever think about getting back in touch? After everything that’s happened-“
Leo shook his head vigorously, “Nuh-uh. No way. I think it’s safe to say I don’t have the best experience with my extended family. My own cousins? They used to beat me up for being weird and skinny. I don’t owe those people a gods-damned thing.” He looked down, sadly, “And anyway, I tried… once. Chiron told me, after the fight with Gaea, that he called them to tell them I was dead. They just… didn’t care. My Aunt yelled at him for disturbing her and hung up the phone.”
“That’s horrible!”
Leo shrugged, “I don’t need them. I got you guys.” He glanced fondly through the open doorway of their room, over at Piper and Thalia, who were watching Mean Girls on the sofa (they both had a crush on Regina George), “You’re all the family that I need.”
“Still… there’s something to be said for finding your roots. Your blood. Could be a community there.”
Jason had spent his whole life trying to find where he fit. Camp Jupiter, Camp Half-Blood, on the Argo II, in the mortal world. He’d eventually found his place, with Piper and Leo. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t expand his people. His pack. If his relatives genuinely cared about him, and wanted to meet him…
Leo ran his hands through his hair, “Yeah… I get why some people think blood is important. But not for me. I love my mom because she raised me, not because she gave birth to me. You and Piper… you’ve showed me more love and kindness than the people that are s’pposed to take care of me. You’re my family.” He paused, then added, “But hey, I mean… If finding your blood relatives is what you need to do, then do it.”
“Plus,” Jason added, “If we ever have kids… hypothetically speaking… it might be nice for them to know their heritage.”
“It would…” Leo agreed, “But it’s not necessary.”
Jason sighed, “I don’t know why I’m getting all worked up about this. They don’t even know I exist yet. I guess I’ve sort of always had this fantasy of a nice, nuclear family structure. I know it’s stupid, but-“
“No, it’s not stupid!” Leo said, pulling away from the dresser and turning to face him, “If it’s something you want, then it’s something you want. It’s okay to want normalcy. Everyone has their own beliefs about what family should be. Yeah, it’s the template a western society pushes onto us, but that doesn’t make it inherently evil. It’s nice to want to know the people you’re related to. We’re pack animals- it’s in our nature,” he sighed, “Look. All I’m saying is I’ve done the whole “blood relatives” thing, and it didn’t work out for me, so I adjusted to live without it. Thalia didn’t want it either. That’s her choice. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try.”
“But what if they’re shitty, like yours?”
“Then we just say fuck ‘em and we’ll go get ice cream.”
Jason rested his head on Leo’s shoulder, “You’re my favourite husband, did you know that? You’re just the best.”
Leo smiled, “And, if they’re really nice? Then… count yourself lucky, I guess. Not everyone can have that.”
“But you’ll have it,” Jason said, “Any family that is mine is yours now. If I get some shiny new family members then they’ll be yours, too. You might finally be accepted into a big clan of people.”
“That would be kinda nice,” Leo admitted, “But I’ll be happy either way. I’m happy just with you, bello. It is a wonderful dream, don’t get me wrong, and I love that you think it could happen. And I don’t wanna tell you to not get your hopes up, just… I dunno, I guess I find it hard to believe that a wider family like that could accept someone, love them unconditionally just because they share a few genes. But that reflects more about me than it says about you. I think you should go for it.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
Jason nodded to the open doorway, “Come on, let’s go back out there before they decide to make Fetch happen.”
Jason thought fondly back to a conversation they’d had a few years ago, during one of their sessions of sitting together in the workshop.
“Hey, hermoso?”
“Hmm?” Leo looked up from his sketches. Jason still remembered it now. It was summer, and hot. Leo had tied his hair back to keep it out of his face as he worked. His bronze hearing aid glinted in the low evening light. This was back before they were married, and Leo’s engagement ring twitched a little on Leo’s ring finger as he tapped on the desk.
“I-I was thinking… what if I… changed my name?”
Leo had put his pencil down and turned in his chair, so that he was facing Jason.
“What, like, Fernando Grace or something?”
“No, the, er… the last name. In marriage.”
“So… Grace-Valdez? Or… Valdez-Grace?”
Jason shifted on the seat of his stool. Leo’s amber-brown eyes watched him, noting every tender movement, twitch, and mannerism as Jason sat before him.
“Well… how about just Jason Valdez?”
Leo thought for a moment. “You sure Fernando is off the table? Because I think-“
“Leo, I’m serious.”
“Sorry, I’m just uncomfortable with emotions,” Leo said, “That is… wow. It’s a lot to process… You’re really serious? Like, genuinely?”
“Yeah!” I mean… my mom was kind of a… a…”
“A bitch.”
“Yes. That. I’m perfectly fine with letting her name die out. I don’t really want to be associated with her, or-or what she’s done. But I want you to be a part of me. A part of my identity. I want to be a Valdez. If… If you’d let me.”
Leo’s expression was hard to read at first, Jason could see the cogs turning in Leo’s brain, thinking a million thoughts at once, but then he broke into a gigantic smile.
“Oh Jason! Of course! If you’re sure?”
“Yes,” Jason said, reaching out and taking both Leo’s hands in his, “I am sure.”
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [Okay, so I’ve hit my limit for pictures per posts, so I can’t use any more of those cool page dividers I made, so we’ll have to just pretend ;)] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Jason walked into his office the first day back from Winter Break.
He sat down in his office chair, and booted up the PC monitor. While he was waiting for it to load, he sat back and surveyed everything on his desk. This was his morning ritual: count your blessings, you have a lot more than you used to.
His eyes fixed on a photograph. Him and Leo at the altar on their wedding day.
Thalia stood to the left in her Best Man’s suit. Percy, Nico, Will, and Reyna had all been groomsmen. Piper stood to Leo’s right as his Maid of Honour. Frank had refused to wear the bridesmaid’s dress that Leo had picked out, and instead settled for a dark blue tux that really did kind of suit him. He stood beside Hazel, just behind Piper. The entire Hephaestus cabin had been the bridal party (little Harley had been a very cute flower boy). Even Hephaestus himself was there, and had agreed to walk Leo down the aisle. Jupiter hadn’t shown. Figures. Jason had to admit that he’d hoped his father would be there, but it was wishful thinking. He didn’t dwell on it though- that day had been the happiest day of his life, he wasn’t going to let his deadbeat daddy ruin it for him.
They were married in June- the sacred month dedicated to Juno. In Roman times, this was meant to be good luck and a blessing on your marriage. While both Jason and Leo had a… complicated relationship with the goddess, they tried their best to keep things civil for the sake of the special day.
Jason had worn a traditional Roman toga. It was white with gold embroidery. Leo had, of course, designed that as well. He was amazing with a sewing machine.
Leo wore a well-fitted tuxedo. The fabric was enchanted to flicker red and gold- with flashes of white and blue, like hot flames. He called it “girl-on-fire core”. It was lined with dragon hide on the inside, making it fireproof.
Wreaths of violets and marigolds adorned the wedding arch. Jason held Leo’s calloused hands in his own, feeling the heat coming off of them in waves, like holding a mug of hot chocolate on a cold Christmas day.
Aphrodite stood next to them under the arch, officiating the wedding.
“Do you, Jason Grace, take Leonidas-“
Leo coughed.
“… Leo Valdez, to be your husband- wed in both mortal law and in the eyes of the gods? Do you, in front of all the people gathered here today, pledge to be true and devoted to him, to have and to hold for eternity? From this day forward, do you vow to be with him, for better for worse, for richer, for poorer, forever? In good times and bad, in sickness and in health, do you promise to love and honor him all the days of your life and beyond, never to part, even in death?”
Jason gripped Leo’s hands in his. He knew that the goddess Aphrodite was right next to him, but honestly? He didn’t give a flying fuck about her. And that was coming from the Flying Fuck himself. All he could look at was Leo. Leo was the most beautiful person in that room. He knew that would definitely displease the goddess, but Jason had given his whole life trying to serve the will of the gods. Now, he was creating a new life. With the phenomenal man in front of him.
Jason felt Leo’s fingers tapping against Jason’s palms where their hands were grasped. A familiar rhythm that Jason knew well. Two short taps. Short tap, long tap, two short taps. Three long taps. Three short taps and a long tap. Tap. Long tap, short tap, long tap, long tap. Three long taps. Two short taps, one long tap.
Jason grinned.
“I do.”
Maybe Aphrodite smiled then, Jason didn’t know. He was lost in Leo’s deep eyes, looking at him and him only.
“I really, really do.”
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
“Shit!” Jason whispered, as the fork fell to the ground with a loud clatter, “Shhh!” He told the fork, which probably didn’t help.
Leo was asleep on the in the living-room. He’d had another nightmare and had woken up in flames, scorching the duvet. After much consolation that no, Jason had not been hurt in the fire and that yes, it was just a dream, he had finally passed out curled in Jason’s arms, watching Frozen II on the sofa. That was at 5am.
It was now midday and Leo was still asleep. It was his day off, so Jason was currently trying to cook his husband breakfast. There was just one small issue…
Jason couldn’t cook.
He fussed about in their little kitchenette that led off their open-plan living/dining space, a Stand-Up Comedy Special on in the background, the volume down low so as not to wake Leo. He’d somehow managed to burn the avocado, meanwhile the hash-browns were still frozen cold in the middle. He was beginning to get super frustrated with this breakfast burrito. Why couldn’t he have just made cereal instead? But he wanted to do something nice for Leo, and thank him for all the times Leo had cooked.
“Fry bacon over medium heat until crispy,” Jason muttered to himself. As soon as he set the skillet down, the outlets sparked, causing the induction hob to short-circuit, the digital display blinking out. Jason tried several times, but it refused to switch back on. “Fine, be that way!” Jason snapped at the hob.
He didn’t really understand why Leo couldn’t just eat the bacon raw. Jason had been raised by wolves after all- he’d done it loads of times and had only gotten sick twice. But Leo loved food, especially good food. It reminded him of home, of his mother, and family gatherings where everyone all sat around the table good-naturedly, united by the meal enough to not yell at each other. Those mealtimes were the only happy memories Leo had of the family that had kicked him out on the streets and ruined his life. It was safe to say the other Valdezes had not been present at their wedding.
Jason thought back to his own upbringing. How his mom had been so drunk and zonked out that she’d forget to feed him and Thalia. Jason had been so hungry, he’d tried to eat a stapler. He knew Leo had had similar experiences on the streets, and, while Leo had never admitted it, that was probably one of the reasons why he was so short and skinny.
He’d gained a lot of weight since Jason had first seen him on that bus, which Jason was proud of. He imagined that he’d been even thinner before. He was glad to see Leo getting better, but part of him was still sad to see the damage it had done.
Jason wished he could cook. Maybe it was some primal wolf urge to look out for the runt of the litter, but also food was a comfort for Leo, and cooking was a love language to him. He wanted more than anything to make him good meals, see his face light up when he made him something.
“I’m not gonna fuck this up this time,” Jason muttered through gritted teeth. The thought of Leo’s proud expression when he showed off his culinary creation kept him going. He decided to light a small fire over the miniature brasier they kept on the countertop for offerings (scraped a bit of bacon and some sliced tomato into it, praying to Edesia, Roman goddess of Banquets for good luck) and decided to fry the bacon the old fashioned way.
Leo woke up at 1pm (Jason was glad he’d gotten at least the recommended eight hours of sleep). Jason immediately set the plate of burritos down on the coffee table in front of him, grinning eagerly.
Leo reached out and took the burrito, looking perplexed. He examined its contents, “You- you made this?”
“Yup.”
“You cooked?”
“Sure did.”
Leo glanced back at their kitchenette, as if checking for explosion marks. He sniffed the tortilla, cautiously. Jason sat on the edge of the armchair next to him, bouncing up and down a little on the cushion. He could almost imagine his tail wagging in anticipation.
Leo bit into the wrap, and his face lit up. “This is actually not bad! You’re getting better.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, querido. Es muy bueno. You can make this for me again.”
Jason beamed, proud of himself.
“Did you spend all morning on this?”
“I did. I wanted to do something special to cheer you up. I’m glad you like it.”
Leo took another bite. “Oh what a joy to wake up to!” He said, “You really are the best Husband ever.”
“I can’t be,” Jason said, “You exist.”
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
As the students filed out of the lecture hall, Jason turned and saw Leo leaning against the doorframe. He was dressed in his usual suspenders and tool belt, this time over a black button-up shirt. A clean one, which was unlike Leo. He looked surprisingly dashing with his freshly-washed hair and his brown Doc Martens. Several of Jason’s students had stopped to stare at him, whispering behind their hands. Jason watched as Leo produced a bouquet of violets and marigolds from the back pocket of his tool belt.
Jason walked forward and accepted them, then kissed him on the cheek.
“What’s the occasion, mi cielo?” Jason asked.
“No occasion,” Leo said, “I just love you.”
Jason spied a few of his students taking pictures on their phones.
“You better not be posting those online,” Jason told them, “If I get home to find a hoard of monsters raiding our apartment you’re all getting Ds, understand?”
They nodded. He turned back to Leo.
“There’s still some work I’ve gotta finish up,” Jason whispered.
“Me too,” Leo whispered back, “But… can we talk? Later?”
“Oh! Yes, of course,” Jason said. He could feel himself blushing. His students were staring at them, giggling.
Leo noticed them too. He switched to American Sign Language.
“Let’s go to that restaurant we like. I’ll meet you there at 8pm.”
“Fancy!” Jason signed, “Are you sure this isn’t a special occasion?”
Leo smiled. “I just wanna take you out! I have money, I’m allowed to take my husband out on a date! Just don’t be late. I’ll see you there.”
He gave Jason another peck on the cheek. “I gotta run,” He said, “But talk later, okay?”
“Okay!” Jason called, as Leo rushed off.
Jason stood there, agape, for a few seconds, before the excited whispers from the small crowd of students snapped him out of it.
“Gods, I hope that was his husband.” “He’s so skinny!” “I thought children of Hephaestus were supposed to be huge!” “And ugly, but he was kinda cute.” “No, guys, did you see he’s got, like, five million photos of him on his desk-“
Jason cleared his throat, and they stopped abruptly, “Yes, if you’re curious, that was Mr Valdez. No, I will not be taking further questions at this time. Umm… Class dismissed.”
The gaggle of students left, dragging their feet and sneaking glances back at Jason, talking in hushed whispers.
A little dazed, he made his way up to his office and walked inside. Jason realised he was still holding the bouquet of flowers Leo had given him. He walked over to his desk, emptied his half-drunk cup of tea, washed the mug out and filled it up with water (Leo often teased him for drinking tea. He said it made him look like a British Grandpa. But Jason liked it). He plopped the flowers in it, and sat down at his desk to grade papers.
The sun had set in the early january hours when he heard a faint rap on his door. He looked up. Standing nervously in the doorway was one of his quieter students, Joshua.
“Umm… Professor Valdez?” He asked in a small voice.
“What is it, Joshua?”
“Can- can I come in?”
Jason gestured for the kid to sit down in the chair facing his desk.
“I was- I was working on a project for my Greek Studies course, and we had to write about one difference between Roman and Greek society…”
“Yes…?”
“Well, I wanted to write about how Greeks viewed queer identity compared to the Romans? Because they, like, had fundamentally different views on gender and sexuality and it’s super interesting to me. I know you’re a Roman History professor but you’re also one of the only queer teachers I know, and you’re also just a really good teacher in general… I was wondering if you could help me?”
Jason signalled for him to shuffle over to his side of the desk. He pulled up a few websites on his computer, and began talk about examples of different Greek art that depicted men-loving-men relationships.
They talked for a while, but then Joshua interrupted, pointing to one of the photos on Jason’s desk. “Is that your husband?”
Jason picked up the picture and smiled, “Yes. That’s us at a wedding we went to last spring.” It had been Hazel and Frank’s wedding.
“Woah…” he whispered. He paused, then said, “You know, I’ve always looked up to you. I grew up hearing stories about the Seven demigods who sailed on the Argo II. You’re all huge inspirations.”
Jason nodded at the photograph, “I think so too, that’s why I married one.”
“What was it like… all those months sailing, facing all those terrible monsters?”
Jason remembered back to all those times he’d found Leo crying in the engine room, shivering after a particularly viscous monster attack, a nightmare, or another dirt-formed vision of Gaea. Those tearful nights spent consoling him.
“It… it was hard, especially seeing as we were just teenagers. But at least we had each other.”
Joshua looked at the Rubik’s cube with its self-shuffling sides, “Woah. Did he get you that?”
“He made it, actually. He is one of the best mechanics in the western hemisphere, after all.“
Jason picked it up, fondly, turning it over in his fingers.
The conversation carried on, drifting (as all good conversations do) to Sappho and her poetry. It wasn’t until Jason checked the clock that he realised the time.
“Shit, I gotta meet the Mister for dinner in fifteen minutes. Sorry, Joshua.”
He scribbled down the titles of a few books the kid could borrow from the library, and shouldered his bag. Joshua thanked him and left.
Jason picked up his keys and went to turn off the light. Before he left, he turned and looked at the flowers in the cup. Violets and marigolds. The same flowers they’d had at their wedding. Purple and orange, like the colours of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter. Leo had an appreciation for a good metaphor.
He turned out the light and left his office, locking the door behind him.
They were one of the first Greco-Roman couples to get married since the camps discovered each other. Their wedding had been a celebration of the merging of both sides. It was becoming more and more commonplace now, but they were in the early stages of creating new traditions between these partnerships.
Jason had always tried to do things a little differently. He’d never liked it when he was told he had to uphold all these “Roman Values” in order to be perfect. He didn’t want to have to fit in a mould. That’s one of the countless reasons why he loved Leo so much. Leo wasn’t perfect. He didn’t try to be. He faked smiles and confidence for survival, but he never stopped being so unapologetically himself while doing it. And when Jason was around him, he couldn’t care less about what people thought he should be. Leo made him a better person because of that.
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Jason thought back to their wedding day again.
He remembered their first dance, to the song “Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman. Jason stumbled over his feet a little as they danced. Later that night, Leo had torn up the dance floor doing the Macarena. Jason wondered how Leo had managed to go all night without bursting into flames.
Much parties and drinking ensued. Jason was swamped with guests, congratulating him. He made polite conversation with them all, and was so distracted he didn’t even realise that Leo had left the room.
He felt a quick surge of panic as he searched for him, but it soon subsided when he saw Leo out on the balcony of the wedding venue, looking out at the city. He’d taken off his jacket and it was folded on the rail next to him.
The relief gave way to concern, though, when he saw that Leo was on fire.
Jason walked over to him and leaned on the balcony railing next to him, just out of reach of the flames, “Long day?” He asked, trying not to show the worry in his voice.
“Good day,” Leo replied, smiling at him. Jason instantly relaxed.
“Sorry I left- just had to get away from the crowds and cool off,” Leo nodded at the suit jacket, flames licking his face, “That’s the last time I wear something with heat-suppressing polymers. I had to, for safety and all, but man… it was so stuffy. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.” Leo’s chest crackled quietly with the fire in the cool evening air, “Anyway, I needed to decompress. Let some of it out. “
“Understandable. It’s an emotional night.”
“I’m just so incredibly happy, Jason,” Leo said, “It’s hard to keep contained.”
Looking at Leo, Jason felt little zzzts of electricity buzzing through his hair. Yeah, he understood.
“Socialisation is exhausting,” Leo admitted, “Especially when you’re masking. Especially at an intense event like this. But don’t think I’m upset. I’m not. Just a little… overstimulated.”
Jason smiled, “I understand. Take all the time you need. Soon, though, we’ll be off on our honeymoon. Just you and I, alone together.”
Leo closed his eyes at the pleasure of the thought, “That would be nice.”
“Gods, I’m eager to get out of this toga. It’s itchy as heck.”
They exchanged a quick side-eye.
Jason sidled a little closer, careful to keep the fabric of his clothes out of reach of the flames. “I wish I could kiss you,” he said, frowning at the red fire brushing against Leo’s cheek.
“Hold your pegasi, lightning boy! We’re spending the rest of our lives together- there’ll be plenty of opportunities for you to kiss me, don’t you worry.”
“I guess you’re right,” Jason replied.
Leo softened, “Your company’s enough for me, amor mio. That’s all I need.”
Jason looked back at the open doorway, at the party in the venue behind them. “Well I should probably get back in there. They’ll be wondering where we are. If anyone asks, I’ll tell them you’re constipated.”
“How very dignified of you.”
Jason looked into Leo’s eyes, his brown irises turning orange in the glittering fire that wreathed his face, “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Jason went back into the building, looking back at his husband and smiling. Then he proceeded to rejoin the party.
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Leo was waiting for him outside the restaurant. He now wore a black suit jacket over his black shirt and suspenders. Jason knew that it had been stolen from his wardrobe. Leo didn’t own many suits.
He’d chosen a table for two under the awning outside the restaurant. Jason kissed him on the cheek when he saw him and sat down across from him. A waitress came over and took their drinks order.
“Umm… Tea, please. Earl Grey.”
“Earl Grey?” Leo said, “That even sounds like a British Grandpa.”
Jason ignored him, “Milk, two sugars please.”
“Hey, whatever floats your trireme, man. And can I have the umm… the umm…” Leo clicked his fingers and scrunched up his face in concentration, “Come on, English!! The… frothy… cow… juice…”
“The what?”
Leo mimed a complicated charade of drinking a certain beverage, which Jason attempted to decipher.
“A… milkshake?”
Leo snapped his fingers and pointed at Jason, “Yes. That. See? I knew I married you for a reason.”
Jason shook his head in disbelief, “I apologise for… whatever that was,” He said to the waitress, “English isn’t his first language.”
“Shut up Valdez," Leo said.
Jason smiled.
The waitress flashed them her customer-service grin and left with their orders. Jason turned to Leo, his perfect Leo, sitting there across the restaurant table just looking perfect. Jason beamed at him.
"What?" Leo asked, upon seeing the cheesy expression on Jason's face.
"Nothing..." Jason said, "So what is it you wanted to talk about?"
Leo ran his hands through his hair. Even after all these years, he still knew how to take the breath out of Jason’s lungs.
“Umm… well, I was thinking hard about that conversation we had a couple months ago, I just haven’t been able to get it out of my mind since…”
“Leo, we’ve had a lot of conversations in the last couple months-“
“The one about having kids! I’ve been thinking…”
“Yes…?” Jason said, dreading what might come next.
“And I’ve decided,” Leo said, twisting the ring around his finger.
Jason held his breath.
“I wanna do it. I want to start a family. At some point. In the future. Not right now, but at some point.”
Jason actually jumped up from his seat. He hugged Leo.
“Oh, Leo, that’s so good to hear!!!”
“Yeah, well… I love you. And I guess, as the son of the God of Creation… I want to create something. With you. Something more than just a Roomba,” he sighed, “I’m not good with organic life forms, but that’s what we do, isn’t it? We face challenges together. We don’t always do things in our comfort zone, but ultimately we risk it for what it’s worth at the end… I dunno, I’m getting cheesy.”
Jason smiled, “I love your cheesiness, Leo.”
Just then, the waitress came back with their drinks and took their dinner orders. Once she left, Jason turned back to Leo.
“You know,” Jason joked, “Since I actually didn’t die fighting Caligula, I’ve always wondered what the Sibyl meant by I will “three letters, starts with D”. I’m guessing, since we re-united after the fight it meant things would eventually lead to “Dad”.”
“Or you’ve been dead this whole time, and this is a delusional Elysium dream,” Leo said in a monotone voice.
“Wh-what?” Jason hurriedly scanned Leo’s face for any sign of a joke, but for some reason he couldn’t quite meet his eyes. They were distorted somehow, like trying to see a monster through the Mist. Fog swirled around the two of them, so Jason lost sight of their surroundings, only Leo’s weirdly blank face. He caught a flash of Leo laughing- a burst between the freakily deadpan expression Leo wore. It was like something had glitched.
Suddenly, the room brightened. They were back in the restaurant, and Leo was looking at him with a curious expression, his brow knotted slightly in concern.
“I didn’t say anything,” Leo said.
“You… You said…” Jason tried to think back to their previous conversation, but his memory of it was somehow distant- like a wound closing from ambrosia.
Leo cocked his head to one side, “You sure you’re alright, Jase?”
Jason blinked, “I’m- I’m fine.” He shook his head, trying to clear the confusion. “Long day. Just a little sleep-deprived. Probably hallucinating. What were we talking about, again?”
“Baby names,” Leo reminded him.
“Oh, right.”
“I think Leo Jr is a very strong name for a child,” Leo said, “Imagine, “Leonidas Valdez the Second! Badass Warrior Mechanic!”
“But what if it’s a girl?”
Leo paused for a few seconds, then said “I was thinking… I could name her after my mom?”
Jason frowned, “Names have power though. While I love the sentiment, I don’t think naming your kid after someone who died young is a very good idea.”
Leo sighed, “You’re right.”
“But it’s a lovely thought, though.”
“Yeah…”
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Jason walked into class the next morning.
“Hey, Professor! How’s your twink?”
“He���s not my-“ Jason began, “Well, yes, he is kind of a twink. And he is mine. What’s your point?”
The students laughed.
Jason turned to the projector screen and began to talk, when a student interrupted him.
“Tell us more about your husband, Professor!”
Jason knew this trap. They were trying to de-rail the lesson, get Jason talking about something else and forget to set the homework. If they thought they were gonna get away with not having to learn about Roman History for half a lesson they were wrong. Jason wasn’t gonna fall for their games and tricks.
But oh! He was a sucker for talking about Leo. As much as he wanted to resist, he found himself sinking into a ramble about his husband’s amazingness.
“I mean, he’s only the best thing to come from Huston, Texas. Like, ever. And that includes Beyoncé.”
The entire lecture hall gave a collective gasp of shock.
“You’re not serious, sir?” A student in the front row whispered.
“I am. And I don’t say that lightly either,” Jason may have been raised by wolves, but even he understood Beyoncé’s reverence. “I very much respect Queen Bey and what she does. You know she’s actually a minor goddess now?”
“Really? The gods made her one?” Another student heckled.
Jason shook his head, “No, not the gods. Much like how the Roman Emperors survived for thousands of years because of how much they were worshipped by their subjects, Beyoncé’s cult following has helped her ascend to goddesshood too.”
“Woah…”
“I’d be surprised if the Eras Tour doesn’t do the same thing for Taylor Swift. My husband loves her. We wanna get tickets, but that would mean our kids will never be able to afford to go to college, so… it’s still open for negotiation.”
A student raised his hand, “What other celebrities became gods from their worship?”
“Well,” Jason said, leaning back on his desk, “Have you ever heard of a band called the Beatles?”
Once the lesson had ended, Jason was approached by one of his students. It was Joshua, the kid he’d helped with homework.
“I- I just wanted to thank you for your help, Professor. On the essay. I got a really high grade and I passed my class!”
Jason grinned, “That’s great to hear! I don’t wanna give too much away but I have a feeling you’ll do very well in this class, too.” He tapped the side of his nose, like he was telling some big secret.
Joshua still looked a little nervous, like he had something more to say but wasn’t sure if he should.
“Is everything alright, Joshua?” Jason asked, giving him his kindest smile.
“It’s just… umm… I wanted to thank you for being my favourite teacher. You’re such an inspiring role model… my- my parents, they d-don’t really like the sort of stuff I’m studying… the sort of stuff I was writing that essay about. They’re traditional, see? All about upholding Good Roman Values. But you, being so open about who you are, and about your husband… from someone as heroic and influential as yourself… it meant a lot to me.”
Before Jason knew what was happening, Joshua gave him a quick, tight hug. “Thank you,” the kid whispered. Then he shouldered his backpack, and left the lecture hall.
Jason may or may not have cried a little.
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Jason pushed a button, and a large metal door opened inwards onto Leo’s warehouse. He stepped inside, his footsteps echoing on the hard concrete floor. From the cavernous ceiling hung car engines, machine parts, and large automatons. All around him were cluttered racks, standing shelves, and an assortment of other storage solutions. Jason wove his way through the labyrinthine pathways forged from kicked-aside projects. He was carrying a large take-out bag from the Greek Restaurant across the street from campus. Despite the large open space, there wasn’t much room to walk, so he picked his way apprehensively through the mess, nervous that he might step either on some prized masterpiece, or something explosive.
He spotted Leo’s apprentice, Penny, working the forges in the back of the gigantic space. She was hammering out a sheet of stygian iron, her mousy-blonde hair tied messily out of the way. She wore large welder’s goggles, and oversized Dragon-hide gloves.
He gingerly stepped over machinery and made his way over to her, greeting her with a nod. She stopped hammering, and pushed her goggles onto her head with a gloved finger.
“Where’s your Jedi Master?” Jason asked.
She set her hammer down on a nearby workbench and glanced expectantly at his take-out bag. He reached in, brought out a greasy Tupperware box, un-popped the lid, and handed her one of the dolmades. Her expression didn’t waver, she continued to stare at the bag. Jason rolled his eyes and begrudgingly gave her another one. This seemed to satisfy her. “He’s up on the roof,” she said, popping the stuffed vine leaf into her mouth.
He thanked her, and made his way up the metal spiral staircase that led to the roof.
He found Leo sitting on the roof’s edge, facing away from him. Festus sat next to him on his hind legs, his large metal tail wrapped around him like a cat. They both turned when Jason came up. He walked over to them, patted the dragon’s bronze jaw affectionately, and sat down next to Leo, putting the take-out bag between them. He began to dish out the food. Leo raised an eyebrow at the missing dolmades.
“I had to bribe Penny to tell me where you were,” Jason admitted.
Leo chuckled and shook his head in disbelief. His dark curls bounced in the golden light of the setting sun. “That girl has learned well. Never waste an opportunity to swindle free food.”
“Oh, I see. You taught her that.”
They laughed, kicking their dangling feet off the concrete warehouse walls.
“So how was your day?” Leo asked.
Jason scratched Festus’ chin, absent-mindedly. He thought about Joshua, and about the other kids in his class. He thought about how proud he was of the papers he graded. He thought about the bright young minds. Jason had grown up fighting in the legion. He’d faced untold horrors in order to save the world. So had Leo. And they still were saving it in their own way. By passing his knowledge onto the next generation, he felt safe knowing that the future was in their hands. By teaching his students about demigod life, about Roman History, and also teaching them that it was okay for a tough Roman soldier to love another man, he felt like he was still doing all he could to protect the world, but he’d found a less life-threatening way to do it.
“My day was good,” He told him, “What about yours?”
As Leo talked about his latest commissions, Jason looked around him. He remembered how much Leo had saved up to be able to afford to buy this place. But he needed a place to keep Festus (Terminus had been very particular about where the dragon had been allowed to stay, since he technically counted as a weapon). It had meant their honeymoon was spent in some discount resort in the south of Mexico with a low budget hotel room, drinking cheap wine. Jason wouldn’t have traded it for the world.
Leo really did love his machine shop. It had been a dream of his to own one since as long as Jason had known him. He knew that part of that was guilt for burning down the one his mom owned in Texas, that had been in his family for three generations. But Jason could see by the way Leo treated the space that he kept it working to honour his mom. And although Jason had never met Esperanza, he could feel her spirit in the air in this place.
He wondered if she’d be happy for her son that they’d found each other. Jason thought she would. She’d be so proud of Leo- how could she not? Leo was the best thing that had ever happened to Jason. He’d fought tooth and nail to save the world, and now they were living happily in New Rome.
Are we happy? A little voice in the back of Jason’s head said. They still had troubles and hardships ahead of them. Leo still struggled to sleep with the nightmares. Jason still couldn’t say Caligula’s name. People still looked down on Jason for dating the Greek who fired on New Rome. People still gave Jason shit for taking the last name of the man he loved. Queer kids in Jason’s class still struggled to be accepted by their parents. Wars were still happening. Demigods still died. Things might look completely different for them in a few years time. They could be drafted into another fight. They could lose each other. Again.
But they had found their little pocket of peace. The place and time where they could stay. And be happy. Because yes, they were happy.
He sat, side-by side with Leo, looking out at the sunset going from orange to purple to black. He wrapped his arm around his husband’s shoulders. The love of his life. His everything.
He was happy. Despite everything, he was happy. Jason was happy going to work every day, facing whatever there was to be faced, knowing he would come home to Leo at the end.
Jason looked into Leo’s eyes. Leo’s sparkling, dazzling eyes. The freshly-born stars reflected in them as the sky darkened to night. He watched them twinkle in those pupils as they shifted, busily scanning the sky for gods know what. He knew that he was happy, too. They had each other.
Sometimes the fates could be kind that way.
Jason sat on the warehouse roof, watching the stars come out. And he knew, right then and there, that whatever happened, everything was gonna be okay.
- ⚡️ - 💍 - 🔥 - [ L+J] - 🔥 - 💍 - ⚡️ -
Fuuuucckkk this took me ages to write but ohhh my gods-
This is now my longest fic ever and I’ve been obsessed with it for months.
Footnotes/Things I wanna talk about:
One day I realised “Hey, wait! I can make them get married!” And two months and 15K words later (I started writing this on Jason’s bday) here we are.
Penny, Leo’s apprentice- would you wanna see more from her? I know fics with ocs don’t do as well, but it will still mostly focus on Valgrace. I love the idea of talking about my otps from an outsider POV, I can expand on more lore for this universe, and be able to show them just being adorable and cute and fluffy together. Maybe while Leo and Jason are thinking more seriously about kids, Leo tries out his fatherly chops on his apprentice?
No we are not gonna mention Jason’s little “glitch in the matrix” moment back there. Nothing happened, what are you even talking about? [unless you think that would make a good fic to expand upon, I’d be prepared to take a dark route] Just pretend I added that in to explain away any plot-holes.
The “Jason wants to get in touch with his bio family and Leo’s a little sceptical” plot is something I’ve wanted to write about for a while. Particularly as Jason’s whole arc is about finding a place. They’re “The Lost Trio” because each of them are trying to find something. Jason’s trying to find who he is and where he belongs. Leo’s prepared to just settle for any place that won’t shun him for who he is. I fully believe that Leo is perfectly happy just the two of them, whereas Jason’s still on that journey of “what if there’s more of me out there?”. And Leo being Leo, he’d obviously help Jason with that, but he’d remind Jason that he would be loved no matter what, with or without a bio family.
Should I expand on that topic, write a conclusion? I left it a little open-ended and up to the imagination (and bc this fic is already 9k words long as I’m writing this and there are too many plotlines) but it would be something fun to follow up on, maybe giving it it’s own time to properly shine, and get down to the nitty gritty stuff. If the family is good to Jason, Leo would be happy for him but still a little bitter that he never got that chance. If the family is bad to Jason, Jason would struggle with what that means for him (he did a little bit of this in canon when he saw his mom’s ghost in BoO) and Leo would empathise with him, and reassure them that they’re still a family just as them.
I like to cite my sources, so here is the article I found about Ancient Greek wedding traditions in case you’re curious/need inspiration. It was an interesting rabbit-hole.
Also, a lot of this was inspired by @lavenderfairiez’s fic “All I wanted was you” so pls check that out.
Thank you to @xixovart for helping me with the Spanish. I am White As Fuck and British, and I get most of what I know of Latin American culture from In The Heights, so I apologise if I’ve gotten things wrong (I also used google translate for some).
I found I ended up making Jason speak Spanish a lot more than Leo- I feel like Jason is definitely more of an “endearing pet names” kinda guy, wheras Leo is the “fucking ruthless character assassinations” kinda guy. I also have this hc that Jason absolutely LOVES to speak Spanish to Leo, and does it at every opportunity. He thinks of it as “Leo’s language” and adores the fact that he can speak it now, because him and Leo are together, and that makes him so fucking happy.
Jason thinks Leo is just the best thing to ever happen to existence, and I love that.
Lot o’ thoughts about wedding vows, and the theme of promises for Valgrace and PJO in general. I’ve already made a post about it here
Leo is autisic. I feel like that had to be said bc it fuels a lot of my writing choices for this fic. Also I love it. Jason is so accommodating for his needs. They both look after each other and I love that for them.
I have WAY more where that came from. I have a timeline, a backstory, and, like, ten other fic ideas set in that universe. I have AUs of this AU. I have concept art. I have headcanons.
Please let me know what bits of this you enjoyed best, so that I can get a good idea of what to write next.
Page dividers made by me. I spent ages on them and I’m really proud of them so I might reblog with a few close-ups.
Tagging my usual fanfic/Valgrace peeps: @ottpopfic @ginnyluna @groverapologist @echo-stimmingrose @demigod-shenanigans @keefessketchbook @sleepyycapybara @imnoturfriend-im-a-swiftie13 @euryvices @123letsgobestie @kaleidoskuls @fairytalesociology @four-leafed-queer-gal @child-of-helios @green-tea217 @puzzled-pegasus @ollieisanerd @twomanyfandomshelp @lokiwiiiiiii @yoshuko-ew @keefessketchbook @frankzhang-appreciation-posts @frayna-of-the-hollow @via-rant @daonedaonlyskh @hadeslegacyhephgirl @siimplyapril @pjowasmy1stfandom
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart, to everyone in the Valgrace community- any hcs or posts that inspired me. You guys are just the best.
117 notes
·
View notes
Text
AK Gift Guide: Home & Kitchen Favorites
Nov 21
31 of our home & kitchen favorites that are perfect for anyone on your list! Treat friends and family members to a kitchen gadget they’ve always wanted, the perfect serveware for entertaining, or a new way to keep their space clean & organized.
I’m back with a truly Ambitious Kitchen gift guide for you guys: all of our go-to home & kitchen favorites! As you can imagine this guide was the easiest (and one of the most fun) for me to put together. I included my absolute favorite items that I stock in my kitchen, plus a few bonuses that are on my wish-list this year.
You’ll find everything from kitchen gadgets for your dad who’s been dying to try out an air fryer, to a cute recipe book for your grandma to share her family favorites with you. I’ve got my eye on that new Keurig for Tony and I (bye, Starbucks) and can’t wait to try the recipes in the cookbook I picked out for you guys.
You know what to do, browse these amazing home & kitchen items and pick out all of your favs! Leave a comment with any of your go-to’s — I’d love to hear what you use in your own home.
Enjoy, xo!
1. Air Fryer: skip the mess of stovetop frying and air fry all of your favorite foods. This method requires no oil for delicious, crispy homemade fries and your favorite meats. $99
2. Beautiful Glass Storage Jars: gorgeous glass storage jars to stock up anyone’s kitchen. Perfect for cooks and bakers who are storing flours and dry ingredients. $13-18
3. Marble Topped Cheese Board and Knives: how cute is this knife & cheese board set? The perfect gift for your friend who loves to entertain. $49
4. OXO Avocado Slicer: equally as cute as it is handy in the kitchen. Pair it with my go-to method for safely cutting an avocado! $9
5. Nonstick Square Griddle: a go-to griddle for all of their pancakes & sandwich needs. Nonstick for easy flipping and cleaning! $57
6. Utensil and Tablet Holder: moms and dads will love this handmade holder that can hold up their tablet and store all of their utensils. They can prop a recipe up to keep it clean while they cook! $60
7. Vitamix: in love with my Vitamix and your mom, dad, siblings, and everyone in-between will be, too. It blends all of your favorite fruits and veggies so smoothly for delicious soups and smoothies fast. $289
8. Double Waffle Iron: no kitchen is complete with a good waffle iron (because fluffy pumpkin waffles, of course!) Snag this one for someone who’s always wanted one. $72
9. Electric Wine Opener: the easiest way to entertain? A chic, cordless electric wine opener. MUST have. $19
10. Anthropologie Floral Oven Mitt: every home cook or baker should rock a cute oven mitts. Love the pretty pastels in this one! $14
11. Food Processor: make your fav no bake treats, homemade nut butters, and so much more in a quality food processor. One of my go-to kitchen gadgets! $99
12. Hello, Beautiful Doormat: a little message on this fun doormat to warm anyone’s home and make guests feel welcome! $45
13. Branch Basics Natural Home Cleaners: I’ve been using this all natural cleaning set for a couple of months and I’m obsessed. The starter kit comes with a concentrate and spray bottles that you can mix up yourself, plus a laundry bottle for all of your clothes. $59 Use the code ‘AK15’ to get a starter kit for 15% off now through 12/17!
14. Meat Thermometer: a kitchen essential, especially during the holidays. Whether you’re making a big turkey or just meal prepping some meats for the week, this small thermometer is super helpful. $17
15. 10-Piece Copper Cookware Set: this copper cookware set is absolutely stunning and a great investment set to stock your kitchen. The copper heats & cools quickly for easy handling – I use these every day! $499
16. Sonder Cutting Board: I got this chic cutting board a few months ago and use it for everything from regular chopping to arranging beautiful cheese boards. Any guy or girl will love the look and feel of this board. $59
17. Instant Pot: give the gift of easy meal prep with an Instant Pot! Whoever you give this to is going to be obsessed (and will hopefully invite you over to use it). $89
18. Skinnytaste One and Done Cookbook: my girl Gina came out with an incredible cookbook filled with recipes to make in your instant pot, slow cooker, air fryer, sheet pan, and skillet. The home cook in your life will love this book. $19
19. Old Havana Set of 4 Dinner Plates: in love with these gorgeous dinner plates. They come in 4 great colors and are the perfect accent pieces for anyone’s table. $72
20. Wustof Classic 7-Piece Knife Set: this classic knife set makes a wonderful gift that will last for years. Good knives are a game-changer in the kitchen, and whoever receives this set will become a kitchen master! $349
21. Le Creuset Skillet: a good quality skillet is essential for anyone’s kitchen. I make all of my one pan meals in here and it’s great for popping in the oven, too. $169
22. Stasher Bags: I use these reusable bags to store anything and everything. They’re an eco-friendly alternative to plastic bags and are great for traveling. $11
23. Polka Dot Cat Spoon Rest: okay this is just the cutest spoon rest I’ve ever seen. The best gift for cat lovers. $14
24. Ice Cream Maker: love love using this ice cream maker for yummy treats like this wild blueberry lavender ice cream. Such a great gift for newlyweds or friends with kids. $59
25. Life is What You Bake It Towel: an absolute must for the bakers in your life. The cutest kitchen companion. $24
26. Stovetop Popcorn Machine: know anyone who LOVES popcorn but keeps buying the microwave bags? This easy, fun stovetop machine is for them. $29
27. Roomba: with all of the cooking I’m doing during the week I don’t know where I’d be without my Roomba. The absolute perfect gift for new home owners (or your son’s new apartment). $249
28. Recipe Journal: love this little journal for storing all of your favorite recipes. They’re sectioned into meal types so that you can easily find everything. $28
29. Keurig K-Cup Coffee, Latte and Cappuccino Maker: who needs Starbucks when you can make coffee, lattes and cappuccinos all with one machine? This gift is perfect for the coffee snobs in your life (we all know them). $199
30. Insprialized Spiralizer: my go-to for sweet potato & zucchini noodles all season long. Grab one for your siblings or friends and then share this recipe with them! $29
31. Pie Dish: I got this beautiful pie dish for Friendsgiving and I can’t wait to use it for all of the holidays. Your mama or sister can serve everything from pies to mashed potatoes in this dish. $48
SHOP THE POST:
Shop the rest of the AK Gift Guides:
Gifts For Him
Self Care & Natural Beauty Gifts
Gifts for the Fashionista
My Natural Skincare Products + my morning skincare routine!
Source: https://www.ambitiouskitchen.com/home-kitchen-favorites/
0 notes
Text
AK Gift Guide: Home & Kitchen Favorites
Nov 21
31 of our home & kitchen favorites that are perfect for anyone on your list! Treat friends and family members to a kitchen gadget they’ve always wanted, the perfect serveware for entertaining, or a new way to keep their space clean & organized.
I’m back with a truly Ambitious Kitchen gift guide for you guys: all of our go-to home & kitchen favorites! As you can imagine this guide was the easiest (and one of the most fun) for me to put together. I included my absolute favorite items that I stock in my kitchen, plus a few bonuses that are on my wish-list this year.
You’ll find everything from kitchen gadgets for your dad who’s been dying to try out an air fryer, to a cute recipe book for your grandma to share her family favorites with you. I’ve got my eye on that new Keurig for Tony and I (bye, Starbucks) and can’t wait to try the recipes in the cookbook I picked out for you guys.
You know what to do, browse these amazing home & kitchen items and pick out all of your favs! Leave a comment with any of your go-to’s — I’d love to hear what you use in your own home.
Enjoy, xo!
1. Air Fryer: skip the mess of stovetop frying and air fry all of your favorite foods. This method requires no oil for delicious, crispy homemade fries and your favorite meats. $99
2. Beautiful Glass Storage Jars: gorgeous glass storage jars to stock up anyone’s kitchen. Perfect for cooks and bakers who are storing flours and dry ingredients. $13-18
3. Marble Topped Cheese Board and Knives: how cute is this knife & cheese board set? The perfect gift for your friend who loves to entertain. $49
4. OXO Avocado Slicer: equally as cute as it is handy in the kitchen. Pair it with my go-to method for safely cutting an avocado! $9
5. Nonstick Square Griddle: a go-to griddle for all of their pancakes & sandwich needs. Nonstick for easy flipping and cleaning! $57
6. Utensil and Tablet Holder: moms and dads will love this handmade holder that can hold up their tablet and store all of their utensils. They can prop a recipe up to keep it clean while they cook! $60
7. Vitamix: in love with my Vitamix and your mom, dad, siblings, and everyone in-between will be, too. It blends all of your favorite fruits and veggies so smoothly for delicious soups and smoothies fast. $289
8. Double Waffle Iron: no kitchen is complete with a good waffle iron (because fluffy pumpkin waffles, of course!) Snag this one for someone who’s always wanted one. $72
9. Electric Wine Opener: the easiest way to entertain? A chic, cordless electric wine opener. MUST have. $19
10. Anthropologie Floral Oven Mitt: every home cook or baker should rock a cute oven mitts. Love the pretty pastels in this one! $14
11. Food Processor: make your fav no bake treats, homemade nut butters, and so much more in a quality food processor. One of my go-to kitchen gadgets! $99
12. Hello, Beautiful Doormat: a little message on this fun doormat to warm anyone’s home and make guests feel welcome! $45
13. Branch Basics Natural Home Cleaners: I’ve been using this all natural cleaning set for a couple of months and I’m obsessed. The starter kit comes with a concentrate and spray bottles that you can mix up yourself, plus a laundry bottle for all of your clothes. $59 Use the code ‘AK15’ to get a starter kit for 15% off now through 12/17!
14. Meat Thermometer: a kitchen essential, especially during the holidays. Whether you’re making a big turkey or just meal prepping some meats for the week, this small thermometer is super helpful. $17
15. 10-Piece Copper Cookware Set: this copper cookware set is absolutely stunning and a great investment set to stock your kitchen. The copper heats & cools quickly for easy handling – I use these every day! $499
16. Sonder Cutting Board: I got this chic cutting board a few months ago and use it for everything from regular chopping to arranging beautiful cheese boards. Any guy or girl will love the look and feel of this board. $59
17. Instant Pot: give the gift of easy meal prep with an Instant Pot! Whoever you give this to is going to be obsessed (and will hopefully invite you over to use it). $89
18. Skinnytaste One and Done Cookbook: my girl Gina came out with an incredible cookbook filled with recipes to make in your instant pot, slow cooker, air fryer, sheet pan, and skillet. The home cook in your life will love this book. $19
19. Old Havana Set of 4 Dinner Plates: in love with these gorgeous dinner plates. They come in 4 great colors and are the perfect accent pieces for anyone’s table. $72
20. Wustof Classic 7-Piece Knife Set: this classic knife set makes a wonderful gift that will last for years. Good knives are a game-changer in the kitchen, and whoever receives this set will become a kitchen master! $349
21. Le Creuset Skillet: a good quality skillet is essential for anyone’s kitchen. I make all of my one pan meals in here and it’s great for popping in the oven, too. $169
22. Stasher Bags: I use these reusable bags to store anything and everything. They’re an eco-friendly alternative to plastic bags and are great for traveling. $11
23. Polka Dot Cat Spoon Rest: okay this is just the cutest spoon rest I’ve ever seen. The best gift for cat lovers. $14
24. Ice Cream Maker: love love using this ice cream maker for yummy treats like this wild blueberry lavender ice cream. Such a great gift for newlyweds or friends with kids. $59
25. Life is What You Bake It Towel: an absolute must for the bakers in your life. The cutest kitchen companion. $24
26. Stovetop Popcorn Machine: know anyone who LOVES popcorn but keeps buying the microwave bags? This easy, fun stovetop machine is for them. $29
27. Roomba: with all of the cooking I’m doing during the week I don’t know where I’d be without my Roomba. The absolute perfect gift for new home owners (or your son’s new apartment). $249
28. Recipe Journal: love this little journal for storing all of your favorite recipes. They’re sectioned into meal types so that you can easily find everything. $28
29. Keurig K-Cup Coffee, Latte and Cappuccino Maker: who needs Starbucks when you can make coffee, lattes and cappuccinos all with one machine? This gift is perfect for the coffee snobs in your life (we all know them). $199
30. Insprialized Spiralizer: my go-to for sweet potato & zucchini noodles all season long. Grab one for your siblings or friends and then share this recipe with them! $29
31. Pie Dish: I got this beautiful pie dish for Friendsgiving and I can’t wait to use it for all of the holidays. Your mama or sister can serve everything from pies to mashed potatoes in this dish. $48
SHOP THE POST:
Shop the rest of the AK Gift Guides:
Gifts For Him
Self Care & Natural Beauty Gifts
Gifts for the Fashionista
My Natural Skincare Products + my morning skincare routine!
Source: https://www.ambitiouskitchen.com/home-kitchen-favorites/
0 notes