This is the blog! It's supposed to be a place for me to share the things I write: fan fiction of the mainly PJO/percico variety, with occasional appearances from BBC Merlin or anything else that compels me. However, it gets regularly waylaid by bad WWE memes and reblogs I feel represent the inside of my head. So, in the name of convenience and shameless* self promotion, here's a link to my ao3 works. Below the cut, find some links and summaries for some (not all!) of the past and present fic lore.
Otherwise, idk thanks for coming? Stop in, say hi, will write for literally the smallest amount of positive feedback, it's sad.
byebye.
-Kay
*it's fully ashamed
Percy Jackson & the Olympians et al.:
Like Water on Rock | Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson (mainly) | 38K words | Rating: M for sex & violence
Percy picked up a special set of skills in Tartarus but he's having some trouble using them. Nico graciously volunteers to help him out. Canon-adjacent/post-series (or what series there was in 2013), contains unsubtle implications of percicobeth because I was into that at the time.
Close to the Wind | Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson | 55K words | Rating: M for sex & violence
After the war, Percy rage-quit the whole ancient gods business and went up into the north to brood. *Several years later* Somebody's got to go bring him back because there's a problem and for some reason he's still the go-to guy to fix it. Gee, I wonder who they're going to send to collect him? Also, boats. Canon-adjacent (again, what series there was in 2014), open-ended because reasons. I've outlined a sequel, motivate me to write it?
How to Take a Fall | Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson | 56K words | Rating: E for sex & a little blood bc skateboards but mainly the sex bit
Percy Jackson is the world's most famous (and infamous) professional skateboarder, and he's won everything there is to win. It's lonely at the top - until it isn't. Olympic/Professional Skateboarding AU! which obviously everyone wanted and not just me and me weird skateboarding hyper-fixation. Took me 4 years to write, probably reads like it. My baby, but if you like it that's really cool too!
Munjoy Hill | Nico di Angelo/Percy Jackson | 63K words | Rating: M
Okay, sure, Nico had a crush on Percy Jackson when he was younger, but he's all grown up and very normal about the fact that his teenage gay-awakening is filming a movie down the street from his apartment... sort of a Celebrity AU, sort of a Notting Hill rip-off, entirely an excuse to be nice to Nico (for once).
BBC Merlin:
Hallowed Ground | Merlin/Arthur | 15K words | Rating: E for sex
Once and future haunted sex bathroom. What more summary could you need? Modern with (vague) magic AU, honestly unhinged nonsense and yet still the angst? Always the angst.
it goes like this, the firth of forth | pre-relationship Merlin/Arthur | 2.7K words | Rating: T for MPREG with a dash of implied teratophilia
Merlin did tell Arthur not to touch that suspicious looking horse standing by the ocean, but did he listen? Noooooo. A microfic that got a little more mini-sized.
Here We Are, or Were Again | Merlin/Arthur | 17K words | Rating: T for canon-typical violence
In which Merlin is a small, talkative child roaming around Camelot and Arthur is a secret and they still manage to find each other, in the end. My Merthur Glompfest 2026 fic!
Also: Link to my ongoing attempt to write a full story one merthur microfic at a time!
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for @percicomicrofic | prompt: RAW | word count: 1001 | post-canon, nsfw implied, continuation on ao3 here
Percy doesn't really know how he ended up living with Jason and Nico. It wasn't really on purpose. It's just what happened when it all went down.
It, being when he and Annabeth broke up and he was chivalrous and told Annabeth she didn't have to move. Unfortunately, that meant he didn't really have anywhere to go. He could live with his mom, but Estelle took his room and he's 25-years-old. He doesn't want to live with his mom, as lovely as she is. He couldn't go back to camp either, and he certainly couldn't go anywhere else in New Rome. He was in dire straits until Jason offered his and Nico's guest room after Percy has spent two months couch hopping.
"You have a guest room?" Percy asked at the time. "In New York?"
"Nico's dad," Jason said, and Percy could almost hear the shrug in his voice. "Don't worry about it. At least you won't have to pay rent."
There's that, Percy guesses. Things could always be worse. Things could always be like right now, when Percy knocks on Nico's and Jason's front door only to be faced with a scowling Nico di Angelo.
"Hello?" Nico asks when he seems to register that it's Percy. "What are you doing here?"
And Percy— Percy hasn't seen Nico in years. He can't be blamed for the way that he's staring at the boy in front of him, the man in front of him, long and lean and beautiful. Nico's always been pretty, but now…
"Uh," Percy finally says, blinking the stars out of his eyes. "Jason said I could crash in your guest room?"
"That fucking—" Nico mutters before he rolls his eyes. "Sure. Why not? We could always use another roommate. We already have so many."
"You have another roommate?" Percy asks as Nico steps back to let him inside.
"Olive Garden," Nico says, nodding at the corner. It seems like a non-answer until the corner moves and oh, it's a cat. Dark as Nico's hair and dark as Nico's scowl. "She doesn't pay rent."
"Hello, Ms. Olive Garden," Percy says with a smile. "I heard no one pays rent anyway, so you're probably fine. Is she yours?"
"She's her own."
Percy blinks. "Sure. Where should I put my things?"
"Follow me," Nico says as he ducks down the hallway. "Guest room's next to mine, so try not to be too loud unless I'm in the Underworld."
"How often is that?"
Nico shrugs. "Half the time, maybe? So you can throw ragers six months out of the year. Jason's a pushover and would probably let you."
Percy laughs and Nico watches him carefully before his mouth ticks up in a small smile. It's a good look on Nico. Percy idly wonders if everything is such a good look on Nico. He's almost afraid of the answer.
"I'll let you settle in or whatever," Nico says, waving his hand dismissively. "I'll make dinner."
"You can cook?"
Nico waves his hand again and shuts the bedroom door.
Nico can only kind of cook. He can certainly provide wine well though. He's an expert at it. Percy is sure his mouth is tinged red like Nico's is. Across the couch from Percy, Nico is laughing too, which means Percy is laughing, and then Percy isn't laughing at all and he's crying. He's wine drunk and weeping on his new couch that's actually Nico's and Jason's couch.
"Uh—" Nico says.
"I just don't know what to do," Percy sobs. "She left me and I feel like a newly hatched chicken. She took all my feathers."
"Don't chicks usually have feathers when they're hatched?"
"Shh," Percy shushes. "You get my point."
"Sure. Go on, I guess."
"I feel my life is starting over," Percy sighs. "New house, same but new city, new job, and I'm a virgin."
Nico huffs out a laugh. "I don't think virginity works like that. I don't think it resets when you get out of a relationship."
"No, like, I'm a virgin," Percy says miserably. "In general. All the way, all the time."
Now Nico's laugh is loud and bright. It nearly makes Percy smile. "No way. No way you lived with your long-term girlfriend and you've never had sex."
"She was waiting until marriage."
"No way."
"Way!" Percy cries. "I thought when we moved in together… Well, you get it since you and Jason live together."
"Huh?" Nico asks. "What about me and Jason?"
"You're together?"
Nico leans forward and slaps his hand on Percy's mouth. "Never say that again. Jason and I are not together. We slept together one time and that was it."
Percy moves Nico's hand and he doesn't know why he keeps holding it, but it's nice. "Oh, okay. Cool. That's awesome."
Is it awesome? Percy has no idea what's going on. He's still crying.
"Yeah, okay," Nico laughs. He doesn't move his hand. "You have to fuck someone, Perce. It's the only answer."
"But anyone I would have sex with would have to know I'm a virgin and that's humiliating."
"You already know I'm a virgin. We should sleep together and it would solve my problem."
Nico blinks at Percy a few times. They're still holding hands. "Do you even like men?"
"Yeah, totally," Percy says with a smile. "That's old news. I like men, you're beautiful, and you know I'm a virgin. You used to like me, right?"
"When I was 14?"
"Right, so just tap into that."
"Uh—"
Percy laughs. "Neeks. Nico. Come on. It's literally perfect. Let's have sex."
Nico bites his lip while he thinks now. Maybe he did before and Percy never noticed. All possibilities.
"Fine," Nico finally says. "But not while you're drunk."
Percy uses their joined hands to tug Nico close and smack a wet kiss on his mouth. Nico gives a breathless laugh in reply and Percy, for once, feels light.
Sometimes, fanfiction is carefully plotted out stories, with plot points and call backs and themes that all tie it up in a meaningful and exciting way.
And sometimes fanfiction is, ‘Watch me do a fucking KICK FLIP off this cool sentence!! Also here's some sex'
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💀 for @percicomicrofic | prompt: SPACE | word count: 644 | universe: project hail mary AU
Here's my definitive list of objects currently orbiting Iota Persei that shouldn't be, in reverse order of how much they're really not supposed to be here:
3) An exoplanet. It's not very big, though that'd be a silly reason for NASA to have missed it all these years. Triton's analysis found trace carbon dioxide in its atmosphere - plus it's blue - but Triton also started this mission caring for a crew that was zero-percent dead and we're up to sixty-six point six repeating, so how much should I really trust the robot?
2) Another space ship. Not that I knew what it was at first. It doesn't look anything like STRM-Bringer - no nose cone, no massive cylindrical fuel tanks. Apparently, that's just what Earth's ships look like though, and I was being narrow-minded before. So glad its lone occupant was here set me straight.
1) Me, Percy S. Jackson. I'd tell you why, but I'm a little busy with Object #2 at the moment.
"Okay, how about this one?" I ask, pressing another key on the laptop.
An unintelligible series of variably pitched, quiet echo sounds is the reply, but this time it's got the voice of a mean old woman over the top of it.
Cannot worse than last - correction, it can, it can, dislike.
"Oof yeah, sounds like my old math teacher. Sorry about that buddy - next."
Who makes voice list, inquire?
"Hmm no, too British. Um, NASA I guess?"
NASA makes interesting selections, derogatory.
"Yeah, I don't think they knew they were going to be picking a voice for you, dude. That one was alright?"
Too sweet, dislike. Next, insist.
"Aww, I think you're sweet."
No one believes Percy Jackson, tease. Next, insist.
I roll my eyes and keep scrolling. On the other side of the clear pane in a sea of deep brown glass that seems to make up his spacecraft, the only other lifeform for thirty light years seems to melt. He merges with a shadow cast by the warm yellow-orange light streaming through the transparent walls of the narrow bridge between our ships. Then he pops back out from another one up by the ceiling, which I'm learning is something he likes to do when he's bored.
"I'm looking, I'm looking! Okay - try that one on."
He coalesces again, and I wait as slightly agitated clicking comes from his dark, angular shape.
Was faster send Percy Jackson diamagnetic silica message - oh, surprise. Oh, intrigue.
It's a nice voice, actually. Not too low, not too high. Kind of like the faint, airy calls still wavering underneath it.
"Hey, I like this one! What do you think, huh? Say something else."
Test test test, voice sounds, positive. Use voice to talk, use voice to talk to Percy Jackson, excite.
I know I'm smiling like an idiot, but God, or gods, or whoever's listening at the edge of oblivion, does it feel good to talk to someone. Someone else who's looking for answers in a distant star, for some way to save their home. Someone else who knows they'll die here, alone, light years away from the world they saved.
"Yeah, I think this is a winner, dude. Okay, now tell me your name."
The being on the other side of the glass shimmers. For a second, fractals of faint lines like those running all through the space bridge seem to shuffle and rearrange on his body, flashing a brief sheen of deep violent before settling back into his typical metallic blue-gray form to speak. Two clear tones, a high and a low.
Nico.
Then,
Nico, positive.
"Cool! Okay - hey, Nico. Nice to meet you."
Cool! Nico is not alone, positive. Nico finds Percy Jackson, excite.
"Yeah, I'm pretty excited I found you too, buddy."
Cool! Nico and Percy Jackson save planets together, insist.
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