nicodiangelosonofhadesrp

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Hello friends. I have found myself with an RP partner. And am looking for a new one? Includes several fandoms not just PJO. I’m bored and wanna enjoy some story telling. DM me if you’re interested.

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Hi there. You don't really know me, but my name is Paul, I'm the guy who had the bad luck to app Will right before the hiatus started. I'd love to chat with you about these two idiots if you're up for it?

Sure! I’m part of the original 10. But I will say I don’t know how the different chat pairs align and if they have to meet in one timeline or if they have to be seperate, in which case my nico is about to go on a date with an OC.

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico shrugs. “I would have to start in middle school. I never finished primary school because of what my dad did to protect me when I was so young. It’s more hassle than it’s worth. I have a good life. I help hazel when she needs it, I have a place to call my own. Father calls when he needs me. I’m free. And while I like taking cooking and art classes, things that are more educational just aren’t my speed.” Nico pulls out and lights another cigarette.

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Nico slings his bag onto his shoulder and picks up his to go cup of coffee. “I spend less time there than I used to. I used to live in the castle of hades. I still have a room there. But no I’ve grown since then and have friends and family here I love aswell. And don’t worry about what anyone else thinks. It’s less for making them feel better and more for if they say anything I’ll draw my sword and challenge them.”

Sammy’s mouth dropped and he couldn’t help but look like he was star-struck. “That’s pretty cool! Having your own room in your godly dad’s castle. Talk about an upgrade from a cabin.” He had to wonder what his mom’s place was like. Was it designed with rooms for her kids, or even any spaces for them? “Are you going to school here? I know that was a big reason a lot of other campers started coming here.”

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico smiles, “I’ve been good, went for a run, had breakfast. Met up with some friends.

Falling ‘Cause You Couldn’t Grip My Sweaty Hand

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico slings his bag onto his shoulder and picks up his to go cup of coffee. “I spend less time there than I used to. I used to live in the castle of hades. I still have a room there. But no I’ve grown since then and have friends and family here I love aswell. And don’t worry about what anyone else thinks. It’s less for making them feel better and more for if they say anything I’ll draw my sword and challenge them.”

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He looks down at the journal in front of him and closes it, looking back up at the boy and standing. “How about a walk? That way the motion will carry your post workout scent away, and we can still talk. No offense I really don’t care but the other people here seem to be bothered by it. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable and I get stared at enough by myself.” he slides his pack of cigarettes into his messenger bag along with his book and picks up his togo cup of coffee. “You lead I’ll follow?”

Sammy’s eyes widen, and the way his lip curls and his cheeks heat up, you can tell he’s as embarrassed as when he tripped. “People probably think I’m such a dick,” he said worriedly. “Uh, yeah, I guess that’s a better idea.” While he waited for Nico to get his things together, he lifted and arm and sniffed. Ok. Get to the shop as soon as possible and buy yourself some deodorant, dude.

“So, do you get to see your dad a lot? I’ve heard people say that you spend a ton of time down there in the Underworld. But I never know what rumors to believe.” Sammy was conscious now about where he stepped. He felt a relief when they turned the block and were out of view of the coffee shop.

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

As promised, five minutes after he sent the text, Nico caught sight of Ollie ditto on a bench outside the shop, Nico calls out to him, “Ollie!” He speeds up to get to the boy faster. “ hey, you sure I’m not over dressed.”

Falling ‘Cause You Couldn’t Grip My Sweaty Hand

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

The test response makes him look at his phone and he blushes, picking up his bag because according to jason ‘using your pockets doesn’t match the aesthetic’ and he headed out the door of the apartment, calling goodbye to his cat as He answers the text. ‘I’ll be there in 5”.

Falling ‘Cause You Couldn’t Grip My Sweaty Hand

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

He smiles when he receives the picture, then poses casually and takes a snap in the mirror and shoots it back. ‘Is this too much? I feel like this is too much..’ Nico goes back to checking himself out in the mirror.

Falling ‘Cause You Couldn’t Grip My Sweaty Hand

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico was panicking. He stared at himself in the mirror about ten minutes before he had to meet Ollie, nervous, hazel had picked out some low waisted acid wash ripped up black mom jeans, rolled up to show off his pristinely polished black Doc Martins and a bright pink croptop hoodie the had a pigeon on it saying ‘the birds work for the bourgeoisie’ Nico had laughed historically at the TikTok and had gone mad with excitement when he found the clothing item and had bought it without a single care for the color. He was wearing high waist fishnets under the jeans so they were visible under the rips and above the low waist of the jeans, his hair was up in a half pony tail and hazel had called piper over and demanded to do his makeup. Now he was standing in front of his closet mirror, second guessing the outfit choice and was considering taking off the makeup and changing into more normal clothes, he decided to text Ollie. ‘He man, what are you wearing? My sister dressed me but I don’t wanna over do it.’

Falling ‘Cause You Couldn’t Grip My Sweaty Hand

Ollie had barely noticed the day fly by. He’d greeted customers as they came in the store, hearing the bell ring, but never really registering they were there. A few had gotten annoyed at his day dreaming as he doodled away in his sketchbook, and had rung the bell before him rather insistently. Sitting hunched over the counter by the old metallic register, his pencil bag dumped of it’s contents, with colored pens, and markers strewn about. The sun seemed to shine more cheerfully through the windows. The green tint the storefront plants and herbs cast more exciting.  Drawing more by feeling than any concrete plan, which often led to quite interesting designs. He would pause on occasion, and stare at the hand Nico had kissed as they parted at the coffee shop. Still feeling his soft lips press against them and he shivered, feeling flustered all over again.

The night had been fitful, especially after he had sent Nico his address once more. He had talked so ecstatically with Sammy, who had been listening so intently, and incredibly supportive in helping him decide what to wear. Sammy had even helped him fix his hair that morning, something he wasn’t used to doing. Ollie had felt bad when he noticed Sam had dozed off in his lap, having kept him up so late at night when he had work the next day. He figured he’d make it up to the boy by getting up to make him a huge breakfast. Which hadn’t turned out as bad as he had thought, although there were a number of egg shell bits floating in the pancakes.

The son of Trivia sat expectantly on a bench outside his store, having just locked up for the day. Changing out of his more casual work clothes with a snap of his fingers, and into a nice, fitted pair of jeans, shining high top vans, and a dark jacket over a soft pink button up. He could feel the knot in his stomach tightening as the minutes crawled by. Watching his phone agonizingly change numbers. Doubt and fear plagued Ollie’s mind the closer it got to their meeting time. What if Nico didn’t show? What if he hadn’t been serious? Could it have been an elaborate joke? And even worse. What if he showed and his nerves kept him from speaking? Saying anything cool or interesting? Gods, he could already feel a panic attack coming on and tried to take deep breaths. Wiping his sweating palms on his pants fervently, and trying to remind himself that he had gotten through a lot harder things. He glanced down at his phone again. Nearly time.

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico nods as he takes the paper. “I’ll text you to send me the address. I’ll pick you up at 5:15 it’ll give you time to be ready.” He stands and collects his things, taking ollies hand and kissing his knuckles. “I’m old fashioned. Hope that’s something you can be ok with. See you tomorrow Ollie.” Nico turns and struts off, his natural cadence rivaling that of a stripper as he heads in the opposite direction towards his apartment. His direction making it impossible for Ollie to see the excited grin on his face as he pulls out his phone to text jason and Reyna, needing immediate help with an outfit.

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His face goes tomato red and he covers his face with his hand. “Uhm yeah I guess? Never had anyone be so forthcoming on how they view me. But I will point out you’re adorable aswell. Like I don’t know how you’re single because gods you’re eyes? And your smile? Oh and don’t get me started on your nose because I won’t be able to stop.” Nico gushes like a twelve year old.

Ollie giggled, not able to meet Nico’s eyes as he showered him with compliments. Gods, what was he supposed to say to that? His stomach a flurry of butterflies. Wiping his clammy hands on his jeans in nervous excitement. He heard a bell chiming from city hall in the distance, and checking his phone his blush nearly left his face. He had to open the store soon. He was running late. Ollie bit his lip, contemplating trying to ride out what was transpiring between him and Nico, but decided he ought to be responsible. He reached out and snagged the pen from Nico’s book, writing both his cell number, and the address to the magic shop on a napkin. “I uh… I-I have to go to work.” Ollie said sheepishly, holding out the little paper square to the boy. He gathered himself, biting his lip as he stood, hesitant. Not wanting to leave so suddenly. “C-call me? And uh… I’ll be outside my shop at five. If that’s okay?”

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

His face goes tomato red and he covers his face with his hand. “Uhm yeah I guess? Never had anyone be so forthcoming on how they view me. But I will point out you’re adorable aswell. Like I don’t know how you’re single because gods you’re eyes? And your smile? Oh and don’t get me started on your nose because I won’t be able to stop.” Nico gushes like a twelve year old.

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Nico smiles wide when the boy agrees to the date. “How about the art exhibit. I get competitive maybe save the laser tags for another time. And maybe after the exhibit we can grab some food? To round out the evening? How does tomorrow night sound? Saturday night is date night around here.”

“Yes.” Ollie said excitedly, trying to contain himself. Eyes shining brightly. “I hope you enjoy contemporary art. It’s not going to be anything too professional but… I think there’s a lot of really cool local artists doing incredible things.” He didn’t know what to do next. How to react or how to talk to Nico now. “Tomorrow night would be amazing. I-… Oh gods.” He felt so flustered and ecstatic. “I’m sorry, I-I don’t know what to say now. Am I allowed to more f-freely say how cute you are?” Eh chuckled nervously.

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

He looks down at the journal in front of him and closes it, looking back up at the boy and standing. “How about a walk? That way the motion will carry your post workout scent away, and we can still talk. No offense I really don’t care but the other people here seem to be bothered by it. I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable and I get stared at enough by myself.” he slides his pack of cigarettes into his messenger bag along with his book and picks up his togo cup of coffee. “You lead I’ll follow?”

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He snorts at the idea of Persephone and Hades getting along. “They love and adore each other that’s true but getting along isn’t exactly what they do, and Demeter visits Persephone in the underworld often, she and I have crossed paths often when I’m visiting my father or doing work for him. And she doesn’t talk about many of her kids, you Katie, Miranda and a few others. The ones who have a particular connection with the earth and plants and nature and such. But I appreciate you not being put off by me. You and I are kind opposites in a sense.”

Sammy wanted to sit down and join Nico. Hearing about his mom was always exciting, especially when she was just being normal. Or what you could consider normal for a God. “I don’t think we’re opposites at all really. I mean, sure, what my moms about and what your dads about are opposites. But it all goes into the circle of life and all. I mean, what’s life if it doesn’t end? Maybe our parents aren’t the most compatible, but it’s all part of the universe.” He then pointed at the chair. “Do you mind if I sit? Or uh, maybe we could reconnect some other time? I know you got the book and all.”

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Nico smiles wide when the boy agrees to the date. “How about the art exhibit. I get competitive maybe save the laser tags for another time. And maybe after the exhibit we can grab some food? To round out the evening? How does tomorrow night sound? Saturday night is date night around here.”

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Nico blushes and smiles at how cute the boy in front of him looks when he’s blushing from his ears to his toes, keeping it in mind to see if he can make that happen more often. “Yeah dude like you, and I didn’t really have anything in mind. But you seem nice and you’re cute. And you seemed to enjoy looking at the muscles I do have and we get along well and we can talk for more than three minutes without me weirding you out in some way. So why not? This is kind of a date. But I wouldn’t count it. So I think going on an official date would be nice.”

Ollie was flabbergasted. Stunned. He felt a giddiness arise up in him he hadn’t felt since his first crush. He’d never been asked out on a date, having been the instigator in most of his short lived relationships. His smile was so wide he felt his cheeks burning from the effort. “Y-yeah, yes. Absolutely.” Was all he managed to stutter out. He tried his best to calm the overwhelming sensation of excitement that filled him. A date! He thought. “W-well I mean… Would you like to um… You don’t like crowds, and I feel that. I get crowd anxiety as well sometimes. Makes me irritable.” He mentally screamed, trying to connect any rational thought to the words leaving his mouth. “I know a uh, a cool place with laser tag and arcade games?” He offered. “O-or maybe like… Th-there’s an art exhibit down at the university gallery? I’m good either way.”

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico blushes and smiles at how cute the boy in front of him looks when he’s blushing from his ears to his toes, keeping it in mind to see if he can make that happen more often. “Yeah dude like you, and I didn’t really have anything in mind. But you seem nice and you’re cute. And you seemed to enjoy looking at the muscles I do have and we get along well and we can talk for more than three minutes without me weirding you out in some way. So why not? This is kind of a date. But I wouldn’t count it. So I think going on an official date would be nice.”

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Nico nods and puts his coffee down after taking a sip, understanding your perspective. “Yeah two minds are better than one. And again you can say no. Either way I’m enjoying spending time with you on a friendly basis and I’d like to continue that. But….what do you think of maybe….you and I going on a date?” Nico is already convinced you’ll say no and is preparing himself, not looking at you and ready to apologize and take off to save from embarassment just in case.

Ollie’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, feeling a nervous flutter in his stomach and his palms begin to sweat. He’d always enjoyed his conversations with Nico, however short they had been in their previous encounters. He realized his mouth hung open and closed it immediately, trying to gauge whether the offer was serious. His face felt like it was going to burn off it was so hot, a blush that reached his ears. Noticing that he’d left the air hanging for an uncomfortably long time he tried to stammer out an answer. “Dude l-like… Me? Like going on a date with me?” He berated himself for how stupid he sounded. “Kinda cool. Dope… um… Radical? I’m sorry, I can… I have a stupid right now. I like that idea. I’d like to.” A smile cracked his red face. “What do you have in mind?”

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

He snorts at the idea of Persephone and Hades getting along. “They love and adore each other that’s true but getting along isn’t exactly what they do, and Demeter visits Persephone in the underworld often, she and I have crossed paths often when I’m visiting my father or doing work for him. And she doesn’t talk about many of her kids, you Katie, Miranda and a few others. The ones who have a particular connection with the earth and plants and nature and such. But I appreciate you not being put off by me. You and I are kind opposites in a sense.”

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nico looks surprised, not expecting the boy to know who he is. “Oh uh, hey. Sammy? Son of Demeter Sammy? Your mom has a lot to say about you. And no worries I was a depressed anti social kid not many people at camp half blood met me. But how do you know who I am if I may ask? Jason? Maybe Will or Percy? Or is is Hazel? She likes to boast about me.”

His eyes sparkled at the mention of his mom. “She talks about me, really? H-How do you know that?” He started to stuff the papers back into his bag and put his tea down on the table. “Oh, no. I’ve actually only just met Jason. Never got a chance to meet any of those other guys. Percy and I’ve talked a few times. No, I kinda just listened to news and all. I mean, I know when you first came to camp and all, everyone kind of steered clear of you. But I thought if Persephone and Hades could get along, then you couldn’t be bad at all.”

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nico looks surprised, not expecting the boy to know who he is. “Oh uh, hey. Sammy? Son of Demeter Sammy? Your mom has a lot to say about you. And no worries I was a depressed anti social kid not many people at camp half blood met me. But how do you know who I am if I may ask? Jason? Maybe Will or Percy? Or is is Hazel? She likes to boast about me.”

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Nico lifts the few papers on the table and stacks them together, offering them back to Sammy “no worries man. I was awkward and clumsy for most of my adolescence. Just take a deep breath and let it out, your stress level usually makes the clumsy worse. At least you didn’t spill hot tea all over my book you know? So we’re good.”

Sammy smiled, so very relieved that he didn’t upset … wait, is that … “Nico?” His smile stuck as he collected the papers. “Nico Di’Angelo? I didn’t know you come here.” He took a moment to look at the bushes and thank them for their help. “Sorry, uh, Sammy.” He put his hand out. “I was at Camp Half-Blood too. Never got around to formally meeting ya.”

[nicodiangelosonofhadesrp]

Nico lifts the few papers on the table and stacks them together, offering them back to Sammy “no worries man. I was awkward and clumsy for most of my adolescence. Just take a deep breath and let it out, your stress level usually makes the clumsy worse. At least you didn’t spill hot tea all over my book you know? So we’re good.”

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Nico was sitting at an outdoor table at a cafe in New Rome, writing in a leather bound book, the gentle wind displacing the hair from his face, showing off the calm facia expression that had become normal for him over the last few years. Along with the growth spurt, his proper diet and social interaction had given Nico a more confident sense of self. He had grown in both height and personality. He had begun helping Reyna train new legionnaires and helped others out with little things, his father had been giving him space to live his own life but he still helped him with a task now and again. He’d even gotten a little black kitten with a white spot on her forehead that was shaped like a gravestone and he had named her gravedigger. Nico was thriving. And now there was only one thing he couldn’t seem to get out of his head. One thing he still wanted and couldn’t seem to gain the confidence to go get for himself.

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After two hours at the gym, perhaps the last thing the good people of New Rome needed was someone stinking up their coffee house. Sammy prayed and hoped that some form of Ceres or Demeter had covered him in the essence of roses. But by the glance he received from one of the other customers, his B.O. was not doing anybody any favors. 

Sammy got his tea as quickly as he could and rushed out. His enhanced demigod senses were no match for his nerves though. His foot twisted the wrong way and Sammy fell forward, which caused a domino effect: His bag slipped off his shoulder and papers of his poured out, flying right over a young man’s table. A dozen or so pieces fell into the bush next to him. Sammy cursed and rushed over. 

“Hey, I’m so sorry about that. Sorry.” As he collected papers off of the man’s table, the bushes got to work with helping him. Maybe they had a soft spot for the guy. The leaves and vines slowly collected the papers and set them on the table in an organized fashion.