Pernico/perjasico/pernicleo/Jercy oneshots

Autistic Percy fic/vent. Pg-13for good measure but nothing particuarlly bad

School. Worse than Tartarus for most demigods... and that included Percy Jackson. School was just an awful experience for him. He didn't really understand why until he figured out that he was a demigod at 12. Of course, he still had to go to school, but at least now he understood why it was so bad. He had gotten bullied regularly for his size, lack of reading abilities, and odd quirks. He had gotten kicked out of more schools than he could count, but it was ok, he was a demigod, that happened to everyone like him. The wars were worse than school, and he found out that Tartarus was genuinely worse than school. Way worse. The war left him with extreme PTSD and already had ADHD. So, it was no surprise that he had more difficulties entering college after. This is what had brought him to the current moment. Deep in conversation with his therapist about his problems with school.

"I mean I always had trouble." He squirmed in his seat a bit. "I couldn't pay attention, or read, and I didn't know when people were just teasing, or making fun of me. Teachers thought I was rude a lot. I didn't mean to be rude; they just didn't understand... and I didn't know how to explain. Ya know?" He asked her. Looking at the ground. He could feel his longer bangs brushing his eyelids and his fingers were repeatedly tapping on the rough texture of the small couch. "but it wasn't a big deal really, most demigods have those problems." He finally blurted out after a moment of silence.

"Actually Mr. Jackson, not all demigods have those problems. They commonly have the problems with reading and attention span, aka Dyslexia and ADHD, but they seldom have the social issues that you seemed to have in school. While it could have to do with your rather abusive past, but I have a hunch. Would you indulge me in a few questions?" She asked, pursing her lips and crunching her eyebrows down farther than Percy thought was possible. She reached up and pushed her glasses back, before settling farther in her chair and letting out a small sigh. Percy did the same, trying to relax on the loveseat, and beating his fingers a little faster. He nodded at her silently. "Alright Mr. Jackson, do you have any obsessions, anything that you are irrevocably interested in for no particular reason."

"Ummm, well, like fossils I guess." He said quietly. "I have always been interested in them, I used to have tons of books about them, collectable stuff, I watched the TV shows. I am going to college for Paleontology. Would that count?"

"Yes! That's exactly what I was talking about. Now do you also have sensory issues?"

"What?"

"sensory issues. Like problems with loud noises, bright lights, certain textures?"

"oh... yeah. A lot"

"So, Mr. Jackson, has anyone ever talked to you about Autism?"

"No, not really." He felt his fingers tapping faster.
And that is how Percy finds out that he is Autistic. His fingers tap, and everything goes quiet. He doesn't really know how to deal with it, and he continues his way home with a cloud over his head. He knows that it doesn't really change anything about himself, and that he has always been this way, but it scares him. What if his friends look at him differently? What if they don't like him anymore once they find out that he isn't a flawless hero, that he has his own issues, that even in the group of different people he is different. He walks in his door and heads straight to his room he knows Nico, Jason or Leo (his roommates and boyfriends) are going to want his attention as soon as he walks in the door, but he really doesn't want to talk to anyone. All he wants to do is go curl up under a blanket and cry, but before he can get to his room, he hears Nico call for him. "Hey Perce, how was your day?"

"Not great, I think I am just going to go collapse in my room." He continues down the hall to his room when boom a door hits him straight in the face.

"Oh My God! Percy!!! I'm so sorry. I didn't look where I was going!" Comes Leo's unmistakable voice. Percy can barely hear it over the throbbing pain in his head.

"Its... its fine Leo, it's fine. I'm just gonna go to my room and chill out." Percy blurted out. He was desperately trying not to cry, but with the pain, the bad news, and just the overwhelming sensations of the day, but he felt a hand land on his shoulder, He jerked a little, but turned around with tears in my eyes. Jason took one look at him, and wrapped him in a hug, and Percy lost it. He collapsed into his boyfriend and sobbed. Jason didn't talk or even move. He just let Percy collapse into him and let go. Percy doesn't do that very often, but he didn't have any will to resist letting go.

"Babe what's going on? Are you ok?" Percy couldn't really respond but he shook his head. Eventually he ended up on the floor in Jason's lap, with Leo combing through his hair, and Nico holding both of his hands.
Once Percy had calmed down some, and had stopped shaking, the dreaded question came.

"So, Perce what's going on?" Nico asked quietly. Now softly rubbing the back of Percy's hands. He doesn't know how or when everything just comes out, but He ends up just saying everything all at once. No one reacts the best to the information, but Nico probably takes it the worst. Because of the time he is from mental problems have so many stigmas that come along with them. He eventually comes around and apologizes for acting like an idiot. Leo takes it the best out of all of them and just kinda goes with the flow. Jason is somewhere between the two, but he sticks the closest to Percy. For a while it is suffocating, having one boyfriend all over him, one barely there and the other trying to act like nothing happened.
Eventually they fall back into their normal routine. Not much changes, a few adjustments here and there. Percy quits college but starts writing. No one expected it, but Percy loves his new occupation. He decides to write all about his life, and everything kinda falls into place. They all go through it together and Percy couldn't be happier with the way their life turned out.