i really like this concept, i think he deserves to be throughly wrecked tbh 👉👈 like maybe he was born a beta and tries to lean in to some more alpha tendencies, but he ends up leaning more omega and suppressing it but also crying with need some nights fucking himself with four fingers imagining an alpha pinning him down…only no one would want him in that way, and he had to be pathetic to think so

maybe we could play in a scenario where the seven take octavian hostage after attacking new rome. even if it was an accident, they still want to protect themselves, and threatening to kill octavian helps (reyna wants him to die a bit, but she also feels a sense of duty and knew him since she first joined camp). octavian is miserable and everyone on deck hates him.

then octavian experiences…well, it’s not a heat really, not as a beta, but it’s still a surge of need. leo and annabeth were the only other betas on board, and even they leaned more alpha. hazel was a beta, though she had more omega tendencies. percy, jason, and frank (and piper) were all alphas and could probably smell octavian’s desperation underneath his fear and bitterness.

one day, jason walks in on octavian desperately trying to get himself off subtly in his binds. octavian’s whines and moans were alluring, as was the way his clothes hung off his scrawny frame. He was needy and pathetic, but…jason could help him, his fellow roman. he could try to shut him up with a cock down his throat or his ass full of come.

he could breed him.

of course, there really was no sense of privacy on the ship. percy walked around the corner, frank in tow, and the two stopped short. leo, annabeth, and piper were up on the top deck…(and hazel was seasick in her room).

jason could smell the added scents and pressure of desire changing in the air. maybe…they could all take turns with him, treasure and use him, please him until all his annoying tirades about “glory to rome” melted into pleas to be bred.

WELCOME TO, calysticollision's stf modern / celebrity au. Where the gang are no longer royals, just some very influential people.

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— the social media profiles you see here are all fake and edited.

— includes ships (Hugfia, Desamber, and Vivames. And some others coming soon)

— introductions will come a few characters at a time. (soo keep a look out after this one, and also feel free to request characters! I'll try my best)

— and personal thanks to stormikitty for helping me with what these people do for a living

Here's me unmasking solely to agree with you that Jason railing Octavian would have fixed him 💙💙💙

–Jasico smut off-anon 💙🖤

i can't believe the jasico smut anon's finally been unmasked 🥺 i feel bad considering that i didn't leave anon off that long/i was just being a silly goose, but still. i'm glad you felt okay to unmask beloved mutual 💌

aaanyways, i did have some jason/octavian ideas i mused about over work i might as well talk about since you came all this way (to my inbox)

i'm sure there's a ship name for jason/octavian somewhere & i'm not the first to come up with jack shit, though for simplicity's sake i'll call/tag them javian

i can see a scenario in which jason & octavian are like childhood friends turned long-time political rivals. jason's been praetor for ages & pratically primed for the position since he could walk (i know richard gave jason more of a rags-to-riches 5th cohort story in canon but tbh...i don't buy that shit. bro's a nepo baby). octavian's jealous & corrupt & flirting with a decent into madness.

i think that the camp jupiter campers would be pretty sexually repressed (first chb's abhorrent sex ed, now this lol). maybe it's unintentional, these campers are fighting & dying & don't have the time or necessity to learn about sex, apparently. jason would probably come to a point where he regularly gets himself off, but octavian...wouldn't. he'd do it a couple times, the stats of which are shocking & worrying at best. he's got shit to do, right? augur here, praetor-to-be there—he has no time for that sort of thing...until he does.

the tension between jason & octavian could develop into a rivals-with-benefits situation. octavian was never one to practice battle, though he starts joining jason, challenging him. jason overpowers him easily, pinning wrists and hips under strong, large hands. he'd say something along the lines of "if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were enjoying this"

...and he is. a lot more than he should.

i think jason would enjoy tying octavian down, finally restraining him to do what he wants. octavian, surprisingly, would like it too. he constantly feels things spiraling out of control, so to have a space he's confined to, an act with the same steps and the same building pleasure, brings octavian a strange sense of comfort and relief.

jason would consider a ball gag to really shut up octavian's quips, though he loves the sound of octavian coming undone too much for that. as stated, octavian's super sexually repressed. although there's a certain amount of shame there, he's too far gone to feel self concious about how he moans and begs for jason. he is really sensitive, too, and it takes a bit of time to build up his stamina. jason's more than happy to help him get there, even if that means getting himself off in various ways during their first few hookups.

there's a few soft moments in their dynamic, though it's far from healthy and fluffy. at times, it's almost like another duty to fulfill, a practice that makes their lives easier. there's a professionalism to it.

at one point, when jason's got octavian laid down on the bed, his cock down his throat as octavian's hands are tied to jason's headboard (thank goodness for a praetor's private quarters...people are not at all getting suspicious about how many times octavian goes in there to "discuss matters of great importance to new rome", or whatever). octavian starts to roll his hips up towards jason on impulse, his thighs trembling.

& jason pins his hips firmly to the mattress, pulling off to give him a stern look. he tells him not to move, to stay absolutely still and take what jason's giving him "like a good boy". & part of octavian hates how demeaning it feels, though at the same time...his cock twitches, leaking a bit of precum. & he manages a "...yes, sir" that surprises even himself. he's not sure where that came from or why he's so turned on by it.

it's like it makes this obscene thing they're doing less obscene...or perhaps more so, breaking decorum in one of the only ways octavian will allow.

jason seems to like it, too, raising his brows before resuming with double the efforts. octavian writhes in his binds, longing to run his fingers through jason's hair. he pants and moans, fighting the urge to roll his hips as he calls him "sir" over and over again, like a prayer.

Een verlanglijstje voor Javian maken is een stuk lastiger dan voor Senne, omdat hij eigenlijk bij alles van speelgoed zegt dat hij het wil hebben haha. Gelukkig zijn er wel wat kleine voorkeuren die ik kan ontdekken bij hem, waardoor ik toch een aantal wensen op zijn lijstje kon schrijven.  (more…)