#Nico thinking it's a girl but also can't help himself but falls for the boy. he might be his soulmate after all

[rayssion]

Solangelo fic idea because I love them,

Soulmate au wherein once you're claimed the mark of your soulmate appears as a tattoo on your body, it might be the same place as your soulmate, it might be different. If your soulmate is a mortal then only a letter 'M' appears.

Everyone is so worked up because Will never showed his mark, some of them speculated his soulmate is a mortal, some of them argued that it could be unrequited love like his soulmate might be Annabeth but she found her soulmate so he's destined to be alone. No one knows for sure, except for his sister Kayla.

The helm of darkness? Geez who could it be? The only child of Hades out there is Nico di Angelo. Will is 100% sure that the boy despise his guts, also he heard from Kayla that the boy already has a crush, and he's not sure if the concept applies on roman demigods, but didn't Hazel have a soulmate already?

Will never shows his mark, he felt devastated especially that the son of Hades is quite distanced.

Nico tries to operate between his pitiful crush on Percy, Jason who's urging him to let go and find himself another person, and his own mark.

The little sun tattooed on the side of his torso.

Funny thing, everyone thinks his soulmate is a mortal.

[waynewifey]

Fading away. —

Pairing: Jason Grace x Roman!DaughterofPluto!Reader

Sumary: after moths of over working, a colapse makes you get into a coma and reflect on your feelings.

Warnings: coma, angst, Pluto as a caring dad, fluff at the end.

Words: +-3k.

A/N: This is my first Percy Jackson Franchise fanfiction, so take it easy on me. This is also my biggest and favourite one. I hope you like this! My requests are always open.

(Y/N) (L/N) had a good reason to hate Jason Grace. How could she not? Jason was so annoying, self centred, selfish, stubborn and worse of all? He dated Piper McLean. Piper was great, (Y/N) knew that and they seemed happy together. But, still, he chose Piper, not (Y/N), his girlfriend back at Camp Jupiter, who he totally forgot about. How come Percy remembered Annabeth but Jason wouldn't remember (Y/N)? And when he recovered his memory, he chose Piper. But she also loved him still, and seeing him hurt like a bullet going straight through her heart. She decided to spend a year at Half-Blood Camp to stay with her half-brother Nico Di Angelo when Gaea were defeated. She thought she could manage to see him almost every day, but she couldn't. So she started doing anything to get her mind occupied. Going on meaningless quests, travelling to New York randomly, volunteering for literally any service in the camp and barely sleeping — because sleeping meant dreams.

"It doesn't have to be like that, (Y/N)." Her brother gave her another shot of Nectar. The sunlight that entered Hades' cabin was leaving slowly as they talked, (Y/N) leaned on her bed watching her fingertips become solid again.

"I'll learn how to do it right and I promise I won't push myself too much, but I can't stop practicing." She avoided eye contact with Nico, feeling ashamed of herself. After all, she was supposed to be the one taking care of him, since she was older. She came back from a "quest" for her father, that was staying a weekend on the Underworld. She started using Shadow Travel to get there. The problem? She had no idea how hard it was, and she almost died every time. He sighted.

"I'm not talking about Shadow Travel. You should talk to Jason and sort this out. You're almost killing yourself everyday doing the craziest stuff just to keep your mind off him. He already broke up with Piper, what's stopping you now? I'm your brother and it pains me to see you suffering, I won't just sit and watch while you literally desapear." He got up and walked to the door. The (h/c) girl forced a smile so he believed she was fine. Nico left the cabin.

After hours reflecting and thinking, she heard the trumpets that announced the convocation to a game of Capture the Flag. Since she was feeling better, she changed her clothes and walked outside. The teams were: cabins 1, 4, 5, 9, 12, 14, 18, 21, 23, 27, 28, 29 vs. cabins 2, 6, 7, 10, 11, 13, 15, 16, 20, 24, 25, 26. They started the game. (Y/N) had to protect the boundary with a kid from Hipnos' cabin while a group attacked the opponent's flag and another protected their territory and their flag. Everything was going as planned, she hadn't seen anyone yet. Out of the sudden, she saw a blond guy running in their direction with a sword. Oh hell no, Jason Grace wouldn't attack her like that. But he did.

"What the hell?!" She screamed, reacting to the blade flying in her direction. Her teammate was asleep. She defended herself with her own sword and counterattacked. He invested against her leg, trying to make her fall. Her instincts took place, she jumped, attacked again and they started a meaningless battle. Jason looked the same as always. He was almost the same Jason that used to take her on cute dates in New Rome. But he fought like a greek. And that was when it hit her, he changed. The mixture of love and hate made her loose her senses for a bit, giving Jason the lead. He focused on her leg but hesitated to hit it, giving her time to get back on the fight. She knocked him to the floor, her foot on his chest and her blade on his neck, when she heard footsteps approaching quickly. Of course. It was a trap. She turned around and saw a son of Hebe holding her team's flag running, followed by two daughters of Hephaestus. She grabbed a knife from her belt and threw it to his leg, hitting exactly where she wanted. She then grabbed Jason's blade and Shadow Travelled. For a moment everything was fine, while she drowned into darkness, but then she couldn't get out. She saw her father's face mixed in the dark. He raised his hand and touched her face, than she was back at the forest. Realising not even a second had gone through, she attacked the — injured — boy and the two gigantic girls at the same time. She wasn't really expecting to defeat them, just trying to win some time so, hopefully, someone would come help her. The boy dropped the flag and got a small sword. The two girls had hammers... oh. The three of them attacked at the same time and she protected herself with Jason's sword, which flew away. She was out of hopes when a figure appeared beside her and started fighting them.

"What are you doing here?! You're not supposed to help me, we're enemies, remember?" She said, fighting Hebe's son.

"I guess you're welcome then." Jason replied smiling, fighting the hammers-girls. (Y/N) sighted in annoyance. Seconds later, her teammates came running from the enemies' territory with a flag and the three-people group surrendered. Everyone started screaming and celebrating. (Y/N)'s head hurt with the noise and she looked to her brother, feeling numb.

"Hey, can we talk?" Jason said, getting in front of her with a big smile. He was proud of himself for helping her? Of course he was. He was going to take all the credit for her team's win. The anger rose inside of her burning everything. She furrowed her eyebrows and with the last energy that remained in her body, she tried to Shadow Travel for the perhaps hundredth time that day.

She fell into the darkness while feeling her body desapear quickly. Her heart was very accelerated but then it stopped. She saw herself at the barks of Lete's river. I'm dead., she thought. The desperation started taking over. She remembered the face of all her friends. Her siblings, Hazel and Nico. Her mother. Her best friend Reyna. Camp Jupiter. New Rome. The Lar Vitellius. Lares? Lares! Maybe she could go back as a ghost! She would at least see her friends again.

"Didn't expect to see you this soon." A voice said with humor. She turned around, as always enlighten by her father's presence. But his face was sad. Not the everyday-sad-Pluto, but the my-daughter-just-died-sad-Pluto.

"Am I d-... dead?" The anxiety forbid her from crying in front of her father. The one she never knew and once she did, she didn't want to disappoint him.

"Yes and no. You see, my darling, there are things more powerful then death. Right now, your physical being is exhausted from travelling through darkness and light — which I told you not to, but we'll talk about this later, you have a decision to make. You're body is surrendering to Death out of hopelessness. But your soul, on the other hand, still fights for the heart beating in your chest. And your conscious, the controller of both body and soul, has to decide which one of them you'll support right now. As Lord of the Death that's all I can say to you. But as your father, I would like to say that we have a room for you in the castle, if you'd like that. And also, I feel obligated to show you what is happening on Earth." When he finished his words, an image formed in the air, sort of an Iris message, but no one saw them. (Y/N) saw herself laying on the grass, surrounded by some campers, Nico and Jason.

She was watching them from above. Jason put two fingers on her neck, trying to feel her pulse. She — the one in the Underworld — gasped as the blond boy whispered 'nothing'. She glanced at her father, who had a pained expression as he stared at Nico freaking out. Her brother had his hands on her chest and was murmuring something in greek. Then, he opened his eyes, filled with tears of desperation, and glanced at Jason, who didn't look any better. She wanted to scream and go back to up there, but her voice wouldn't come out of her throat.

"Half of her is already gone." Nico struggled to say. Everyone around gasped. "I can't Shadow Travel with her, it- it would k-kill the other half..."

"Let's take her to the Infirmary. Everything's gonna be fine. She'll be okay." Will Solace had appeared in the crowd and kneed down to take (Y/N) in the arms, being helped by the other two. As they walked, (Y/N) held herself in her arms, sobbing. She didn't want to die, not like that. The image faded away and Pluto hugged her. He never did that before. She left out all her emotions through the cry. Her father caressed her back and gently kissed the top of her head.

"Now you see, my child, what those on Earth are going through. You have a family up there. And if you'd ask me, Jason Grace is a good person, even being a son of my brother. You have a choice, so make it wisely." Pluto said, not backing away from the hug. She nodded and he immediately knew what her choice was. "You know I'd love to have you here with me, but I'd love even more to see you happy. Don't be reckless. And listen to your brother. You don't have to worry to come see me, I'll make sure to visit you during your recovery." As he said that, a white door appeared out of nowhere. "Here's your carpool." The girl started to walk to the door, when she heard Pluto say: "(Y/N) I lo-... Good luck." She smiled to him and went through into the door. It felt like eons in the nothingness. She felt so much pain all over her body. Then she gained conscience. She didn't knew how long it had passed. She also couldn't open her eyes or say anything, but she knew she was laying down something comfortable, a bed, perhaps. But she could hear perfectly well.

"... and I'm so sorry you had to die for me to gain the courage to say this. Please come back to us... Come back to me. Nico barely leaves this room and nor do I, Will had to force him to go eat. It's not the same without you, (Y/N/N), it really isn't." Jason's words gave her the urge to cry, but she couldn't. It was like her body had shutdown completely. She felt his warm hands on her cold ones and after that, a door was opened. Footsteps. Only one person. Jason didn't move. Someone sat down next to them.

"Dad- I mean, Hades said she will be okay." It was Nico's voice. He sounded extremely tired.

"Didn't he say that last month?" Grace was annoyed, but he didn't stop holding her hand.

"I know, I wish I could do more... I'm... I'm sorry Jason." The blond sighted.

"I should be the one to be saying that. I know there's nothing else to do. I'm sorry for putting the blame on you. It's just- if we've talked before, nothing of this would have happened. If only I was brave enough..." (Y/N) felt weak and her consciousness was back at nothing again. When she heard something again, it looked like a lot of time had passed by, but she wasn't sure at all. Jason's voice was happy as he told her his plans to the future.

"I realised you would like to work with me training the legion. You're obviously skilled and the payment is quite good. And I've heard they are planning to build a village here as well, but I don't know if you-..." Every time she tried to stay conscious, she felt weaker. 'Rest', her father's voice said inside of her head, so she let herself.

Some time...? A long time...? She didn't knew. But the next time she heard, she was way stronger. She waited until then, so she could stay longer and try to understand her emotions. She heard almost an entire day. Her friends entered and left cabin 13 — she found out that she was there. Some of them talked "to" her, some just sat there in silence. When alone, Nico talked a lot about Will Solace. (Y/N) smiled mentally. Then Jason entered. She could already recognise the sound he made walking. He sat beside her bed and held her hand, as usual.

"Hello, princess. You look better." She reunited all the strength she had storage and sent it all to her right hand. She softly squeezed Jason's hand, for a small portion of second, trying to say 'hi'. She felt exhausted. He gasped.

"She just squeezed my hand!" He screamed, laughing. Nico jumped out of his bed, laughing as well. They both stared at her, waiting for more. "You're there, right? I knew you were! It's been long months, but you're getting better. Don't work too hard. We'll see each other soon, don't worry." He kissed her forehead. After that, it was easy for her to let go and dive into her sleep again.

She was slowly getting better. She noticed her comas were smaller now, and she got stronger every time. She started communicating by squeezing people's hand. One time for 'yes' and two times for 'no'. But it still was exhausting. She met with her father a couple times through dreams, but it never lasted long. She was sick of it. She wanted to jump out of the bed and run through all the camp. She was alone with Jason, as he talked about the last time he went to Camp Jupiter, telling every change. She slowly forced herself to open her eyes. It wasn't for too long, just enough for her to see the big smile he had while talking, her favourite blond hair and how he gesticulated while speaking. By that time, her feelings were completely lined. She declined her childishness and stubbornness to accept the fact that she obviously loved him. Her lips were able to form a small smile. He hadn't noticed her yet. I can do this, she thought.

"J." She whispered for the first time in five months. Her eyes were already closed again. He gasped.

"Did you just say J? That's me! I'm here, i'm right here, love. Can you hear me?" She squeezed his hand one time. Yes. He chortled. "You're so strong. I miss you so much." He started softly crying. She squeezed his hand two times. No. Don't cry, she wanted to say. "Alright, 's fine, 's fine. Gods, you're coming back. I bet Aphrodite is watching us closely." He chuckled but suddenly stopped. "I forgot we haven't talked about that yet, i'm sorry. I don't wanna be intrusive, you know. It's just, by what Nico has told me, well, you still liked me." She squeezed two times. "That's... that's great, love. But don't worry about that just yet. You should take some rest now, my love."

Five days. She had woken up every single one of them, but only listening. No squeezes, no talking, no looking. Just storing strength. She knew she was close to fully waking up. She was already able to keep track of the days. It was a Sunday, the day she received the most visits. It should be morning, because she only heard Nico's snorting. She slowly opened her eyes. The same place. Different clothes. She wondered who had changed them. Perhaps Will did. She systematically moved her arms, pushing herself to sit. Her back was laying at wall. She took a deep breath. It was going fine. She wanted to wake Nico up, but she decided to wait to see if she would be able to actually stay awake. About an hour later, Nico woke up by himself. He yawned and turned to her bed. She looked at him with a big smile. He jumped out of bed.

"Holy shit, (Y/N)! You're up! How- Wait! I need to- Wait! Don't fall asleep, I'll be right back!" She blinked slowly to sign 'ok'. He was back moments running later with a bunch of teenagers in pyjamas. They all froze at the door, staring at her. Hazel, Frank, Annabeth, Percy, Jason and even Piper. Hazel was the first one to wake up from the trance. She ran to her sister and hugged (Y/N).

"Ouch." She managed to say, reacting to the tight hug that made her head hurt.

"Right, sorry! I forgot. Wait, you speak!" Hazel answered and laughed. All of the others joined in, amazed by her friend, and started talking, telling everything she had missed. (Y/N) couldn't speed properly, only a few words like 'hi', 'ow', 'miss' and 'food'. Later that day, Will came to check on her. He said everything looked just fine, but that she should rest.

"Hey." Zeus' son said, once they were alone.

"Hi."

"Gods, it's so good to finally hear you again. I've talked to myself for a long time." They giggled softly. (Y/N) wasn't showing any signs of it, but that day had been extremely tiring. Her entire body hurt but she couldn't give up just yet.

"I... heard." She whispered. "A bit." Her eyes tried to close but she opened them wide, fighting her own nature. Jason noticed that.

"Hey, no need to over do it.” He brushed her cheek with his thumb.

"Sleep... here." She begged, placing her hand beside her. He froze for a moment, embarrassed. And then, with a rubor across his face, he sat on the bed beside her. She laid her head on his chest and quickly fell asleep.

“Go to sleep, love. We have all the time in the world.”

[notfeelingthyaster]

Imagine (Son of Hades! Percy; Godswapped! Big Three's kids (6/7) or (11/12)

House of Hades Pt.2 - In the Argo II

Hello darlings! Before reading this, there's at least other 11 parts - and I almost had to divide this into two - check on the masterpost - but don't be sad is ending :(

First - I have no idea if I'll divide Blood of Olympus in two because I hate the climax Rick wrote - so probably? Also not sure if I'll need an epilogue - we're not delving into TOA, though.

Second - I'll keep writing! I have a handful of ideas that I want to do next - and the next AU will have Female! Percy - so keep logging in!

Check on the warnings before proceeding, and good reading :))

To say that things are tense in the Argo II is downplaying the major depression the ship seemed to be sunk in since Perseus fell.

Leo and, surprisingly, Nico are the only ones who are able to get anything done in the first couple of days, but they aren't fooling anyone - the white eyes of the son of Zeus seem to be every day a little more bloodshot, and more than one fire happens without no explanation.

Annabeth didn't stop crying for a second - even throughout Will's examination of her and her brother - for at least 12 hours. Then she crashed for another 12 hours - and when Annabeth woke up, she was enraged.

She is going to bring the damned statue back to Camp - and then she will kick her mother's ass. That's her best friend, not collateral damage.

And when her dumbass of a best friend comes back, Annabeth is going to kick his ass too. How dare he fall - for her, not even his closest friend - into freaking Tartarus?

Frank is devastated - he and Piper are coping by planning the future - how they can spend the summer at Camp and live in Nova Roma, how they'll visit Perseus if he decides to go to college in the mortal world. It feels a little like denial.

Hazel and Jason are coping in the totally opposite way. Where Leo and Nico are fueling themselves with determination, Annabeth is anger personified and the other two went in the road of negation - they're both in a deep state of panic.

The sea became too dangerous to travel - the tides answering to Jason's turbulent emotions - and any metal on board keeps exploding or becoming so fueled with energy that no one but Nico and Hazel can touch it.

They pray together - for Neptune, Jupiter, Pluto, Letum, any god that Perseus ever helped (a lot of them) - for his protection. Jason holds evening prayers - just like in Nova Roma - and they offer anything, everything, for Percy to be alive. Everyone goes.

Except for Will, who is in a whole other league. The moment that he arrived at Camp, Percy was the one to settle him, and calm him, and take care of him. It was a side of him no other person in this ship had ever seen - Nico got in Camp in the worst timing possible, and all the others were pretty independent when they met Perseus.

But Will remembers - the nights with hot chocolate, Percy's warm sweaters, a pair of blue gloves messing his hair, the anxiety when the boy left for school, just for him to keep IMing Will every evening - and he misses Percy.

After the Labyrinth, the war, the losses, they reconnected - the prejudices against Percy's parentage long gone - and it felt like nothing ever changed.

It was Percy who helped him coming out for his mother. It was Percy that held Will after he lost Sibele - a daughter of Momus - to her injuries. It was Percy, always Percy.

Percy is much more of a father then Apollo - and much better as a brother then some of Will's siblings. So Will just locks himself up in his infirmary - and grieves. It's weird in such a hard mission to remember that Will is just fifteen and that he is a veteran of war.

The mood lingers, even when they start fighting regularly against the Apennines - and isn't this a whole other mess.

The mountain spirits are pissed - because Hades/Pluto and his wife are really pissed. It's Malcolm - the only one with a phone and a good connection to the internet - that tells them that the world started having earthquakes every few days.

The mortals are confused because most of these are not even close to the tectonic plates - and none of those cause turmoil at the sea. It's just Hades - mightly pissed his only son is beyond even his reach.

Three days in fighting the Ourae - who don't like having their mountains shaken over and over again - the sky also starts thundering. Coincidentally, it's July 30th - they've been traveling for twenty-two days - which also marks Thesmophoria - the greek festival of harvest.

But, alas, nothing is blooming. Persephone is as dangerous as her husband - and Demeter seems to follow her daughter's lead. With the Earth corrupted - the crops aren't growing.

Jason doesn't blame his matron - he is not really happy himself. Besides praying for Perseus' safety, he spends most of his days in patrol against boulders and rocks of all things.

Leo barely sleeps - too busy keeping the ship from falling apart - and Nico is, most of the time, right behind him keeping the ship steady. They try using canons and fail miserably. There's no way to fight against mountains - it's like Dom Quixote fighting against the windmills.

The others, even Will, rotate between fighting rocks and sleeping. Four days after Thesmophoria, Leo decides it's enough, turns the ship around, and solves to not cross the Apennines.

He just hopes Perseus can last another seven days.

Hazel - the only one awake, because this is supposed to be her patrol and Leo finds her the most reasonable out of all their friends, who would probably insist on keep fighting the freaking mountains - is praying. Like always.

Leo doesn't know how he feels about praying. His extended family was very catholic - they prayed for a god that they couldn't see or touch. But Leo met the gods - or, if Annabeth is to be believed, one set of them - and he doesn't like them.

They're petty children who have no care for the fate of their children - the ones who fight for them, go on their errands, keep them alive, y'know. Leo doesn't want to praise them. He doesn't think they deserve it.

But Hazel's prayers are answered when her venti, Tempest, appears aboard. Hazel tells Leo to go on without her - she'll be back soon.

He is concerned for her - like always. Of all new people, Leo seems to be the closest to her - his overall cheeriness and electric behavior are endearing to her, a light in these dark times. Sometimes, his smile makes her flush - just like Frank's did and still does.

Hazel mounts Tempest and the venti takes her, through mountains and hills, to a door. There's mist curling at her ankles and a chill in her spine.

She isn't very thrilled by meeting Trivia - Hazel heard stories of her greek son by Perseus, who seemed to hold the guy in high standard, but she knows gods. The goddess of magic wants something.

Trivia is an imposing woman - taller than Hazel, she has the same midnight skin as Perseus, though hers looks purple-ish, and her eyes are entire universes - stars bloom in her irises and twin moons rise in her pupils.

The goddess is fickle - she seems to be there and not, at the same time. Ghostly. There's three of them, then one, then five.

Trivia beacons to the daughter of Jupiter and she follows, the cursed little girl she is. The goddess offers her three options: Perseus, prone in the ground as she, Leo, and Annabeth battle an invisible foe, the two demigod installments at war, or the Argo II.

Hazel chooses the Argo II, but she promises herself, and the goddess, that she will save Perseus, and that no demigod blood will be spilled by other demigod's hand. Not again.

She will learn how to control the Mist. But Trivia is very mistaken if she thinks Hazel is going to become her acolyte. She remembers well what happened last time - she died.

The Argo II is traveling without much hassle - when they're crossing Monte Falterona, in the Campigna National Park, they are attacked by a new mountain spirit - and this one talks.

"Get Pluto his brat back, you useless halflings!"

Like the boulders the immortal is throwing at them will help. Leo screams this back at the mountain, who is not impressed at all.

Their next foe is in San Marino - a chimera. Most popular knowledge is wrong about those monsters: chimeras are not just goat-lion-snake mixes. They are an amalgamation of any three or more animals.

This one, in particular, is a very... candid mix of a Pyrenean chamois, a monk-seal, a mouflon, and a goose. Not very lethal or hazardous - just very angry. It's the first time they hear Annabeth laugh since Perseus fell.

While Malcolm is chasing and being chased around by an evil goat-goose-seal-weirdass deer chimera that he is fending off with an encyclopedia, the others can't even bring themselves to help. It's ridiculous - the thing is not even big. It's just ugly and it sounds like a honking clown.

Eventually, they get around to killing the clown chimera - it honks as it vanishes - and following route to Bologna. Frank tries to mutate to the chimera during the travel - to different levels of failure - which makes everyone laugh.

Thanks to their two encounters, the crew gets to Bologna at two in the afternoon.

Frank can't help counting the days as they pass him by. He is not the only one - he can see Annabeth muttering the time every now and then - but it feels like a countdown. Can Perseus survive one more week in Tartarus?

Even with the pressing worry for his lost friend, he can't stop thinking about Hazel and Leo. The two of them are thick as thieves - and Frank wants in.

But he knows it's wrong - Leo is a boy. Hazel is younger. Leo bares a power that could kill him. Hazel is his best friend. They're two people. - but he sees them flirting and can't keep his eyes to himself.

It's wrong. Soldiers aren't supposed to date men. Men who dated men are prostitutes, entertainers. Less. And two people at the same time? Outside of a bedroom? Preposterous.

Frank wishes he was more like Perseus. Perseus is all about duty: he would eventually marry Reyna. Or Annabeth, or other pretty and intelligent warrior, and have two point five kids with a picket fence.

But no. Here he is - midday, they are stopping for lunch, and he can't keep his eyes off Leo and Hazel - who are quietly chatting in the other end of the long table.

Frank ponders what would they think. Would the two be repulsed? Would they laugh at him? He can deal with laughter. Their disgust, however, would cut his heart in half.

Nico is in a very similar, and yet completely different, situation. He has been in love - or as close as love could be when you never dated the person - with Perseus Jackson.

He knows it's okay to be gay - he is friends with Will and Jake. He lives on CHB since he was a pre-teen. Perseus himself was - is - queer.

But the thing is, he'll never have a chance with him. Not the chance he is longing for gods know how long. He failed Perseus yet again - he let the demigod fall.

Perseus can have anyone. Perfect Annabeth Chase, Shrewd Reyna Arellano, Magic Alabaster Torrington, anyone. And he wouldn't have a problem with that - no. The problem is that he can't make a choice. Because he is in Tartarus.

Because Nico. Let. Him. Fall.

He isn't even sure if he let Perseus fall on purpose. A part of his mind knew someone would have to go. It was always meant to be Perseus. Did he purposefully let him go?

The rational part of his mind knew that if he tried to fly them off, all he would accomplish is falling into Tartarus with Perseus, probably dragging Annabeth with them.

But the guilt creeps into his heart - again, yet again, Perseus suffers for something he did or failed to do. He can't sleep. He doesn't know how anyone can eat.

A rock for him in these difficult times has been Jason. The son of Neptune seems to be as affected as Hazel or Annabeth - but Nico would never be able to rely on them.

Hazel has her own problems - a lot of them since Trivia appeared - and Annabeth is a painful reminder of everything Nico is unable to have.

Jason, however, is different. They had dreams of each other - something about their conquests, Nico didn't pay attention - and that apparently brought them close. Jason, differently from Annabeth, isn't a competition. He isn't vying for Percy's attention and love.

He is just a close friend - like Nico pretends to be most of the time - incredibly worried about the son of Hades. Nico would tell Jason about how he feels - but the militar roman's sensibilities might not be adjusted to the greeks' freedom yet.

Nico, however, is also not the only one with heart problems. Piper finds himself entranced by Annabeth Chase - even when she knows, she knows because of her powers, that Annabeth is painfully straight.

And Piper knows it's not love - it's the heat of the upcoming war and the hormones of being cooped up with just other teenagers for twenty days. She sees the blossoms of young lovers everywhere.

The yearning between Leo, Hazel, and Frank; Nico and Jason unconsciously sharing long-term crushes on Perseus; Will missing Jake and his parental figure;

She wishes she was more like Malcolm. Malcolm is asexual - besides being the only other transexual person on board.

Before this war spiked from nothing, the boy was just back from his mission for Hermaphroditus - a two-month search for a missing choker. He is still adapting to his body - it's bigger and broader and he doesn't have to wear a binder. Piper thinks it's amazing - he tells her it isn't that easy.

It's not a slow transition. One second your body is something - and then it isn't. One morning, the demigod caught him holding a red binder in his hands. Sometimes, she sees a shot of testosterone tucked in his pocket.

One day, he was a boy stuck in a girl's body. Then, he wasn't anymore. He has the body he dreamed of for forever - and it's difficult accepting it. Malcolm tells her is not exactly body dysphoria - is just difficult to conciliate.

Piper thinks after this, she'll get her body. After all of this, she deserves it - her body, all hers, with boobs and a killer jawline. Maybe then, it'll be easier to like girls as well. Maybe then, she'll shave half of her head and get a piercing. And maybe, a couple of tattoos.

But while this doesn't happen, she is whining to her asexual friend about her crush in his sister. Malcolm crushes her with logic - "Annabeth has only shown interest in men. She might be bi or pan or even a lesbian, but the odds aren't on your favor" - and she tries to put the blonde out of her mind.

Lunch, however, is a little ridiculous for her. As a daughter of love herself, that table is such a mess of yearning and pining and infatuations.

Malcolm seems to be the only rational - but even he is a little flushed. Piper totally saw that picture of Mitchell in his drawer last week.

She couldn't blame him really - her brother is hot. All demigods are - in very different ways of course, but their godly blood made them more or less otherworldly compared to mortals. Didn't matter their ethnicity, their gender, if they're disabled or not - they are all hot.

Piper, however, doesn't spend all her time freaking over hot people. She is a teenager with a friend who has a good connection to the internet, so she does that a lot - but most of her time these days is looking at Katoptris.

She's waiting for a vision of Perseus. Anything - just proof that he is alive, that he hasn't curled in a ball on whatever is the ground down there and went mad.

It doesn't come. She is looking at this ridiculous lunch table, eating vegetarian burgers, and waiting. Just as it seems like her dagger starts glowing gold - two monkey twins sweep down and steal it. And Leo's tool belt and Archimedes' Sphere.

Piper is really pissed. She wants this mission to end - she wants to find Perseus and stop Gaea, and that's her magical item. It's important. So she and Leo go after the twin monkeys.

Using one of the armory's javelin - for lack of a better option - they sprint over roofs and marketplaces. Bologna is a beautiful city - but they have no time.

They corner the twin monkeys, get their things back - and some things pertaining to a god of harvest - Triptolemus. Perhaps if they make an offer to him, Demeter and Persephone will be more cooperative. Maybe Persephone will be able to calm her husband.

Piper really doubts it. If she learned anything in the nineteen days she traveled with Perseus, is that he calls Persephone "Kore" or "Mater". The only other person he refers to with such open childish joy is his own mother, Sally.

The guy IMed both of them twice a week - enough that Piper knows their voices. While Hades isn't high in the demigod's list of people, his wife seemed to be at least number #2.

But they go back to the ship and relay their plan anyway. They set route to Venice. In the hour that it takes them to get there, they're delayed twice: once by the personification of River Ádige - which enabled them to pass until Jason helped with a small problem - and then by a couple of ventis - which Hazel sent off.

Frank, Annabeth, Hazel and Nico venture into the drowned city - Piper declines to go, saying that she is waiting for Katoptris to cooperate - being Nico the only one who actually speaks Italian in the ship.

The city is infested with anteater-like herbivorous monsters called katoplebones, which are pointedly not from the Greek pantheon. It's pretty rare for monsters to cross pantheons - and the Egyptians are pretty good in keeping them under lock and key - but sometimes, this happens.

They aren't capacitated to deal with those. Annabeth has half a mind to call the Kanes and demand an explanation. Pretty sure they were possessed by the gods to avoid this kind of situation.

She doesn't have much time to think - Hazel is quickly overwhelmed by the poisonous breath of the cows. Of course - is there anything in Egypt that isn't connected to snakes?

They find Triptolemus - who is not thrilled with their presence. Demeter - his mistress - and her daughter are distraught by Perseus' missing status - and he blames Annabeth and Nico for it.

Annabeth tries to persuade him - after all, they have Jason on board, and he is blessed by Ceres. Triptolemus - a very greek god - is not swayed.

"Your trickster words shall not fool me, daughter of Athena."

That's how Annabeth became a rosemary bush - good for memory and brainpower. Nico, when he tried to fight back, became a corn crop.

Mars is whispering in Frank's mind - he is not really fond of his father but uses his help to kill the evil Egyptian cows and get a python for the god's chariot.

He can't let Hazel die. He can't see the light go off her eyes - to see the same pain reflected in Leo's eyes. But Frank is so using Nico's stunt as a corn plant as blackmail material later. Not with Annabeth thought - she would stab him.

Triptolemus, pleased, turns Nico and Annabeth back to human and heals Hazel. Then, he tells them they have to eat barley cakes - so they can survive the poison needed to enter the house of the dead.

Proceeding south down the Adriatic toward Greece, a journey that should take about half a day, the crew of the Argo II is first accosted in Koper - a city on the coast of Slovenia - by four monocerus in the middle of the night.

Monocerus, in Leo's very succinct explanation, are "evil unicorns with big feet that can't fly and shouldn't be in a flying ship".

Whoever, the monsters apparently don't care where they should or not be - and Annabeth - still reeling for her time as rosemary - takes two of them out, keeping the horns as a prize. Nico takes one, who is so beat that leaves nothing, and Malcolm kills one with a handgun.

It's not the most practical weapon, because celestial bronze is not that easy to fabricate/find/obtain - so to use it in bullets that will explode and render it unusable it's kind of a desperate - but it's the first thing he could get - Malcolm's double tessen was being repaired by Leo.

Because yes - not only was the twenty years old able to fight with normal blades, he also fights with freaking fans made of iron.

After the run-in with the evil unicorns - Annabeth looks really cool covered in gold blood and curved silver horns in her hands - they proceed across Croatia.

It goes well for about thirty minutes - in Zadar, they cross paths with Sciron. Sciron is a bandit and outlaw, who - for some reason, is assisted by a giant predatory sea turtle.

While Hazel tricks him into throwing himself off the cliff using her new-discovered Mist, Jason talks to the turtle. It says its name is Chelone - that it's the turtle who took Aphrodite Ourania from the depths of the sea to the shores of Cythera - when she was still young, with remains of other goddesses in her anima - Innana and Ishtar.

He convinces the turtle to stop killing people - mainly by saying that he should hunt elsewhere, deeper onto the sea. It may become a problem for his father, but Jason has bigger issues right now.

They go to sleep, and Hazel dreams. She expects any god to come - but who comes to her is none other than Pluto and his wife, Proserpina.

Proserpina is shrouded in black, and her eyes are not green - but yellowish, like dead leaves. She talks - and tells Hazel that the Doors of Death are in the bottom of the Necromanteion - her powers over metal energy would guide her - and will be guarded by Pasiphae, vengeful of Pluto - and, by default, Perseus - for the lack of punishment for Minos.

Her husband is a silent presence by her side. He is not in mourning... probably. It's difficult to tell, as he is always in black. But his eyes hold a weight easy for Hazel to understand - he just lost a son to the abyss. No matter that Perseus might be alive - he wouldn't get back whole and safe.

Proserpina ends her dream by telling her to wake up Piper - the goddess is putting all her strength to send a vision of Perseus to Katoptris - they need one much more than her, seeing that they are able to interfere.

What Piper sees don't tell them a lot - Perseus seems mostly okay, with some sort of companion that Nico says it might be Iapetus, a brand new scar over his face and a bad limp.

It's the last they'll see of him until their eventual meeting face to face, but it gives them hope.

Annabeth herself has a dream - a dream that the Romans give the statue to the greeks. She sends an iris message to Rachel - so she can meet personally with Reyna.

Reyna, on the other side of the world, mounts her pegasus, Scipio, and leaves. Not only her co-praetor is in freaking Tartarus, but they are on the verge of two simultaneous wars. They need peace.

As soon as she is out of the roman range, however, she sends an iris message to Jason - telling him to go to their hero's place of rest - she had a vision from Mars. That she will meet them in Greece. Jason tells Leo to set course for Split, in Croatia. There's a roman scepter there.

Of all of them, the most capacitated for this mission are Frank and Jason, who are both educated Romans, and Nico, who can fly - a very good power to have in unstable ruins.

They're confronted by Favonious, who takes them to his master, Cupid, in Dalmatia. Nothing good can come of talking to the personification of love - such an old concept that the god has been reborn twice.

"Well, well, well"

"What do we have here?"

Jason falls onto the ground - "You think you found true love, haven't you? But alas, I was where you last expected me" - and he hates love, for that single moment.

"I shall give you what you want, Romans, if each of you is able to tell me - who do you love the most?"

Nico trembles - guilt is a difficult pill to swallow - and Frank visibly wants to bolt out of there.

"Oh, are you afraid? But there's no hiding in the face of true love"

Jason - always the brave one - gives a look at Frank. His friend never met the greeks. He might hate Jason after this.

But they need this scepter.

"Perseus Jackson"

Two heads whips in his direction - one unbelievingly, and the other distressed.

"Ah, love crafted in dreams - the perfect mix between me and my wife. Tell me, Jason Grace, was it bad when he looked upon you and saw naught but a myth?"

A laugh creeps upon Jason's spine, and he turns around. His blade hits something hard, and he is on the floor again.

"Such luck, to be able to even graze love. Perhaps yours is the purest of all - not yet tainted by failures and mistakes. On that note, why don't you go next, Nico di Angelo?"

Nico shivers - he... they have no time for that. That is unnecessary drama - to cause unnecessary problems.

A memory rushes to the front of Jason's mind - that quick chat with Reyna in Nova Roma. "The blond girl, Di Angelo"

Nico loves Perseus. It rushes to Jason now - the way that the younger boy stared adoringly at the son of Hades. The drunkness of his lovesick gaze. The despair when Perseus fell.

"Tell them Nico di Angelo" Cupid prompts "Tell them all about your guilt, your mistakes, the way you let him down, again and again, and again."

Nico floats a little off the ground. It's years of pain and sorrow that won't bring Perseus back.

"Will you fly off yet again, in the face of rivalry? Will you be my next servant - just like Favonious, consumed by jealousy, Nico di Angelo?"

Jason sees the memories. Nico screaming at Perseus. Grover reluctantly telling him about their adventures. The way he betrayed Percy - and a dozen more scenes he never saw from Nico's perspective, only Percy's, that made him unable to speak.

"It's okay Nico... I.... I get it."

It's painful to utter these words - it's almost like he is giving up Perseus. But they have a war to get through - and then, when the other demigod is back, they can figure this out.

"P-Perseus Jackson"

And then it's Frank's turn. But Frank is as pale as a ghost - he seems to be close to vomiting.

"It's a costly thing isn't it, looking at the true face of love. Now it's the turn of the brave son of Mars. Will you tell your friends easily, or shall you be a coward like the son of Zeus?"

Frank doesn't talk. Jason doesn't understand why - it's Hazel, isn't it? Is it because of Nico? He mentions talking to the son of Zeus, but Di Angelo doesn't look at him - the Cupid knew very well how to play his game.

"Come on. Tell them - tell them of whom you think before you sleep and who dominates your first thoughts every morning."

"You don't scare me"

"Oh, I scare you very, very much. Face me. Be honest."

"H-Hazel. Levesque."

"That's just half my question, little half-blood. If you want to lead the roman legions, you must answer it fully."

"I love H-Hazel. She is the one I think before I sleep and when I wake up."

"Still hiding. You're not strong enough, Frank Zhang."

Frank tries to charge at the wind, but it just mocks him. It's weird seeing Frank crying - it looks like the world is crumbling at his feet.

Jason, yet again, doesn't understand. Nico is also confused - he looks between the Romans as if he never saw any of them before. But then it dawns on the son of Zeus.

"Not only my sister. That's why you keep gazing at them, isn't it?"

All the fighting and denial leave Frank at once. His sword clangs in the ground.

"I love both Hazel and Leo. Together." He spits out, still trembling. "That's the truth. Are you happy now?"

"I wouldn't say Love always makes you happy. It can make you incredibly sad, sometimes. But you have faced it now. It's the only true way to conquer me."

Cupid appears - in a flash of white wings. It might be the god Jason hates the most - his eyes seem to penetrate his very soul. There's a scepter in his hand.

"Only a true child of Mars Ultor can yield it. It's your destiny, Frank Zhang."

Then he promptly disappears. The demigods look at each other - there's a flurry of emotions deep inside their chests. Frank looked at both of them, waiting for an attack, or for them to start fighting.

"No one has to know" He starts "I'm s-so-..."

He doesn't end. There are copious tears rolling through his face - his cheeks are a deep shade of red. A sob escapes his throat.

"P-please, p-pleased-don't t-te-tell anyone." Frank sobs, and it's such a jarring sight that both Nico and Jason rally to reassure him, leaving their own issues aside.

"There's nothing wrong with loving two people at once. No one will have a problem with it, Frank - fuck, this isn't Nova Roma. Most of us are greek."

"Hazel would hate me though. This is unnatural- I- I can't."

"You don't know that. Hazel loves you, Frank"

But the son of Mars just keeps crying until they both promise not to tell another soul what they saw. It's enough for the weird atmosphere to return.

Midway in the trek back to the ship - a six-hour walk - Nico is too riled up to safely fly with two people and none of them being too fond of air right now - Frank summons enough power to ask the question.

"So... uh... hm... Perseus?... like, uh, I can see the appeal-... but... both?... forget I asked, just....uh oh, sorry."

Jason and Nico pointedly avoid looking at each other. It's very bizarre - Jason knows a lot about Perseus, but now he knows Perseus also from Nico's perspective - and this is all messy.

They go back to the ship, relay to Annabeth that they got the scepter, and immediately go back to their cabins - to cry, to scream, to think.

It's been a day and a half - and they're still eleven hours off Epirus. Leo is pissed - because not only their three heavy-hitters are pissed at something and won't communicate, and they're of course.

Emerging from the infirmary for something other than to eat and mend people is finally Will - at least. He takes patrol in place of Nico - the boy quietly mumbled at his friend that they had a run-in with Cupid. Will can imagine how that went.

He doesn't have a clue about Frank - but Jason and Nico? They have the same long-lasting crush on Perseus - everyone on board knows that. Except, apparently, for each other. And Perseus - because his mentor/kind of brother/bother figure is a dumbass.

When they're passing through the coast of Albany, they're attacked by Khione - who is still very pissed her ex-lover's son doesn't want to spend eternity frozen with her. Leo ends up being sent away - for the distress of both Hazel and Frank and the anger of his best friends, Piper and Jason.

Piper ends up stabbing Khione - while Frank transforms into the giant dragon and burns her - making her unable to freeze them. Eventually, she runs away.

Leo, however, wakes up on an island. There's a sad girl at his side - she is using a modern blue dress, and there's a crown of black flowers upon her head.

"You were not the one I was expecting."

The son of Hephaestus wants to scream. Well, he didn't want to be whatever here is either! But her face is so sad - her gaze down to her bare feet. She seemed to be crying. He settles for asking who is her.

"I... I am sorry. My name is Calypso. This is Ogygia."

It startles him. Mainly because he has heard this name before around camp - wasn't she supposed to be freed?

"What happened to you?"

The immortal girl relays her tale - how she got freed for a year, and then the war started. The gods - Zeus - didn't trust her not to turn against them. So they locked her up - she was not the only one. Leto, Themis, Rhea - good titans or their offspring. Locked away.

She, after a year of freedom that Perseus got her, was back into her old shackles. Calypso is waiting for him for months now - but she thinks he forgot her.

So Leo tells her what happened - the bits he knows anyway. Juno/Hera, Nova Roma, the mission. Calypso seems calmer. They stay together for a while - friends it seems.

Calypso tells him about her year - about how she wanted to explore the world. She tells him she wanted to join Artemis' hunt - but, courtesy of Odysseys, she is no maiden.

He tells her about Hazel and Frank, Perseus, and the love hexagons he doesn't even know he is in - omitting the part that he is now in Tartarus. They talk about Festus - Calypso tells him about how his father is good to hear - how he came to visit, sometimes.

A week passes, maybe a week and a half. Leo vows to take Calypso off the island once the war ends, and she believes - once, a hero as brave as Leo made her the same promise, and stuck with it through the end.

In Cancun, Africa, Jason and Nico are having daily audiences with Auster, the Roman god of the south wind, in connection with the Seven being able to proceed on their way to Epirus - seeing that their ship is all broken and they have no Leo.

Auster is indolent and seems increasingly disinclined to cooperate with Jason and Nico: he dislikes the son of Zeus, and the wind never had a good relationship with the sea. Annabeth also tries her hand at it - but it's rebuffed at every turn. Piper is prohibited from entering the palace because of her magic voice.

Jason and Nico - even though they aren't speaking to each other - have for a long time admitted they don't fit completely at either camp. Jason is still too militar for CHB. Nico is too old for CHB. Both are too free with their personal lives for Nova Roma.

Auster agrees to meet with them and tells them to commit to one side - greek or roman. They deny it - they're both. The gods are both, they have been thrust in a war of both sides, they commune with gods on both aspects and they ask them to run errands for both pantheons. They have the right to be both.

Auster is not happy with this - mainly because he believes they should keep the sides separated. But it's the first time Nico and Jason agree on something - and they fight together for it. No god has the right to define those petty things when the demigods are fighting their war.

Auster merges with his greek counterpart Notus - an amalgamation of both his carefree and his militar side - and sends The Seven on their way when coerced by the threat of a hurricane and a typhoon.

He sends them to Valletta, Malta, where they find the Argo II fully repaired and in the harbor. In the port, on a small cafe, there's Leo - sitting and raging internally against the gods, who once again, fucked up something.

They trade stories, and Leo just rages more. He isn't sure how Perseus didn't ally himself with Kronos in the first war if that was the bullshit he had to deal with every day.

First Khione, then Zeus locking Calypso up, then this Notus guy - they are a week and a half late. Is Perseus still alive after nineteen days in the Pit? Is he sane? Did he tried to get out - and they weren't there?

It's with a shocking gasp from Annabeth that they realize that Perseus's birthday is in three days. They have been traveling together for thirty-seven days now - and they have to get Perseus out of Tartarus before the 18th, at least. Is the minimum.

It takes them a day to get to Epirus. There are enough monsters in their way to start a menagerie - Gaea is actively trying to stall them, so there must be a reason. Perseus might be alive.

Arriving at the Necromanteion, which they learn is just a very fancy name for catacombs, Hazel, Frank, Leo, Annabeth, Will, and Piper descend into the ruins, leaving Nico and Jason - who are both completely useless under the earth - behind with Malcolm - who, since Arachne, is pretty much claustrophobic.

They eat the barley cakes to protect themselves against the toxic potion they must drink in order to enter the temple. It's difficult to swallow poison - it burns as it goes down.

The mist tries to confuse them at every turn - Hazel diverts it. Her power over metal energy guides them - she can feel the basis of the building, way down where they are.

Katoptris burns in Piper's hand. It shows her Perseus' face - he looks cadaveric, shrouded in death. Sometimes he flickers, like a ghost - but he is alive, and heading to the Doors just like they are.

It's enough to spur them forward. Perseus is doing the same journey - from a much difficult side. They will meet in the middle.

Earthquakes strike the caverns, making part of the floor collapse. In a side, Piper and Will, surrounded by monsters in all sides. In the other, Frank, Leo, Hazel and Annabeth. The son of Mars doesn't think twice - the scepter.

He uses the Scepter of Diocletian to summon ghostly Roman soldiers, and as a Legatus Legionis, he does have the power to command all of them. It would be more controlled if he was Praetor, but the actual Praetor is Perseus, and so, in his absence, Frank will have to do.

The tunnel collapses. Hazel. Leo. They might be dead - but Frank can't panic right now. They are alive. They will protect each other, they have Annabeth Chase with them. Hazel controls the mist - everything will be just fine.

Anger grew in his chest. Those are his friends, his... his loved ones. This freaking ruin don't get to kill them before Frank summons enough courage to submit himself to the ridiculousness of telling them.

Hazel wants to cry - they left Frank behind. He might be dead - they might be all dead. Leo isn't much better. For all that Zhang seems to hate him, his infatuation with the Canadian never disappeared.

Annabeth however, is practical. She tells them Frank will be fine - the guy can transform into a dragon. Or a chimera. Probably a poisonous one, after the stunt in Venice. He has an army - it's okay.

Pasiphae is a bitch. Leo hates the woman - she reminds him of Aunt Rosa. Or Juno. Or Lady Muddy herself. He and Annabeth let Hazel do the majority of the talking - but both of them bristle as the Doors shake.

An unauthorized presence. Perseus actually did it - they have twelve minutes, in accord to Annabeth - who Leo knows better than to doubt - to open the Doors. Or he is dead, lost forever.

"It's a pity Gaea needs a son of the Earth and a daughter of the Sea... But none of you are children of the Underworld or the ocean, are you? Not even the acolyte of Trivia."

Everything indicates that she'll open the door herself - but Annabeth can't risk she whisking Perseus away to Gaea before they can reach him. So she sneaks past with her cap while they fight.

Pasiphae goes down to Hazel's illusions. Annabeth opens the Doors, before cutting the chains as Hazel and Leo distract Clytius. Perseus stumbles out, a giant tiger in his heels.

Leo didn't think he would ever see a harsher picture. The tall boy was still muscular - but gaunt as if he hadn't eaten since the fall. There were scars everywhere.

He couldn't look more - Clytius is threatening Perseus, but both Annabeth and the tiger stay in his way. Trivia appears - but they aren't truly winning until Piper, Will, and Frank are able to reach them through Hazel's magic.

Will goes immediately to Perseus' side - there's panic in his eyes. Leo can't see much this far - he hopes the son of Hades isn't dead. Piper and Frank fight alongside them. Annabeth is still hovering protectively over her best friend's prone body.

There's not much need for help - between Hazel and Trivia, the bulk of Clytius powers are unusable. The shared power of Piper (love is never where you expect it), Frank (and his undead soldiers), a very angry Annabeth, and Leo is just overkill.

They win. Will is feeding Perseus ambrosia - there's something really wrong because there are tear tracks in the blonde's face. Leo comes closer - their friends follow.

Perseus is destroyed. He looks like he has been through hell - there's a scar crossing his face and his eyes are sunken in. But that's not where it stops.

Leo's gaze goes down, to the ragged clothes that are barely recognizable - the sweatpants he was convinced to wear to go underground, the once-green sweater - and sees what is missing.

Where Perseus' leg once was, there's a metal one. The boy is curled in the fetal position - his metal leg sticks out like a sore thumb, and it looks like he might cry if he wasn't so dehydrated. The tiger nudges its head against the boy's leg and growls at them, but it doesn't attack.

"I... I can't touch him. I touched him and he started panicking... I... We have to take him back to the ship. He is stable, but..."

Frank picks up Perseus in a bride-carry - a month ago, he wouldn't be able to do it. But now, he is stronger - and Perseus must weight ninety pounds wet.

The tiger follows - when they cross to the daylight, they can see it's not a normal tiger. Annabeth - with a distraught look in her face - tells them it's a skeleton tiger. Probably a saber-tooth.

They go back on board - Piper goes up to call Nico, so he can fly Perseus into the ship. He does, but the expression in his face is so crushing Leo almost wishes they had delayed it by destroying property and landing the ship on the street.

The mood of the ship is yet again somber. No one wants to leave the infirmary - but Will forces them to rotate, so as to not overwhelm Perseus. Hypocrite - he is living in there.

Leo, Malcolm, and Piper - the least close to Percy, even though they are friends - let the others take the bulk of the shifts. Annabeth, Nico, and Jason almost get into blows about it - she wins on the fact that she knows Perseus longer.

It's difficult to IM both Rachel - who is a minute away from depression since he fell - and Lady Persephone. It's even harder to tell Sally - they leave the task to Annabeth.

They harbor for two days, waiting for Reyna. She appears from the sky during dinnertime - her horse has to be euthanized almost immediately after a run with the spirit mountains.

They talk - and end up deciding that she will take the statue back to Camp with Malcolm, the most resourceful out of them. Percy would be the logical solution - taking him out of Gaea's reach - but the son of Hades would probably be unable to shadow travel so soon.

While this happens, the others will set course to Athens - to stop Gaea and destroy the Giants. For now, they eat.

Midway through their meal, Will comes into the board - everyone knows what it means. Perseus is awake - on his birthday to boot. They take their food to the infirmary - to see the boy looking at the ceiling.

He gives them a faint smile, but no one misses the way he curls into himself any time there's someone a little too close. Perseus relays his tale - it's heavily edited, Annabeth can tell.

But he tells them about the leg - but not how he lost it - about the tiger - the name is Small Bob, but he doesn't talk about Bob - and about the firewater - but not how he got the injuries.

Small Bob never leaves Perseus's side. The demigod insists that he wants to go outside - he ate enough ambrosia and drank enough nectar that even some of his scars are gone. Not the one in his face though. Will let him go - but Annabeth thinks that he just asked out of courtesy.

He doesn't have green eyes anymore - they darkened to a point they can't distinguish his pupil. They observe as he sits calmly in the deck, metal leg sticking out, and strokes the head of the tiger, who is acting more or less like a giant house cat.

None of them miss the tracks of tears across his face, or the look he gives the night sky - it's bittersweet.

"Bob says hello"

[teamsatisfied]

I honestly grinned so big when I found your blog, most I find are only for DM or GX. I really hope your blog does well!! I was hoping to request the 5Ds boys falling for their best friend? I can't wait to see what you come up with!!

If there are any other 5Ds characters you want, message me or leave me another ask! Thank you for being my first request! ^^

Leo is aged up in this one.

Also sorry for being slow with other things, but I've been working on Hug Headcanons for Yugioh Rivals so that will be out hopefully soon!

5Ds Boys Falling For Their Best Friend

Yusei Fudo: Yusei honestly has a vague concept of love. He only really felt love for his friends and Martha, so why does with you he feels different for his love for like Crow, Jack, and even Akiza? His heart kicks into overdrive when he is around you, you're his best friend so that must be it...right? He goes to Martha and asks her for her input on the situation, he needed a female's touch on it. When Martha said that he loves you he is genuinely confused. Like he loves you already, he knows that and he treats you like he does with the others. That was when Martha had to explain to him that it is deeper than how he is with his other friends, this is someone he would want to spend the rest of his life with. With this new information, he tries his best to treat you not like a friend but something more. Jack and Crow notice this and tease him endlessly about it. He honestly isn't embarrassed about it one bit, once he gets the concept of love he takes it 110% seriously. He wants to be very sure that you are willing to go the next step and will constantly ask hypothetical questions to hide the fact that he is getting information for future reference. 'Is there any guy you like?' 'Do I know him?' and the classic 'Is there certain qualities you like in a guy?'. When he feels confident with the information he's gathered he'd be ready to tell you how he feels. He wouldn't mind if you accept or reject him as long as nothing bad happens to your relationship in general. If you are happy, he is as well. Oh my god when you accept he gets this gorgeous smile that deserves to be posted on every billboard for the world to see. He promises to take care of you for however long you desire.

Crow Hogan: He is honestly a trainwreck when he gets the feeling that he is in love with you. He doesn't have any experience with women, like he has friends who are females (like you and Akiza) but he never ever dated. Sometimes he likes to make it seem like he's a dating expert, faking that he has experience, poor guy is a total novice. He honestly convinces himself multiple times that you only see him as a friend and that is all that you'll ever see him as. He hides all his nervousness around you with his humor and thinks you don't suspect a thing. Jack notices and oh boy prepare for a flame war between these two. Jack calling Crow a coward for not telling you his feelings an hour straight was probably the biggest argument you have ever seen from them. To be honest you already figured Crow felt something more for you because he's not really good at keeping secrets (even if it's his own) and because he talks about you in his sleep. You decided to let Crow tell you when he wants to tell you, it would be better this way and so he can actually prove himself to not be a coward. It honestly doesn't take to long for Crow to come back and share his feelings. Well...more like stutters through and tries to make it seem like he's confident about it. He at least tries! It's the effort that counts and he will always be there for you no matter what! Also prepare for humorous pick up lines, when he knows that you share the same feelings as him, he'll use those frequently thinking they are hilarious while they are mostly cheesy and somewhat ridiculous. He really cares about you and will not be afraid to share his thoughts in serious moments.

Jack Atlas: He completely hides and denies that fact when Crow tells Jack that he is in love with you. He is used to shutting down his romantic feelings thinking they are nothing but a waste of time. It's also because of the fact that you are his friend, you accept him for him and not because he was a Dueling Champion...god damn it he loves you. He wants to share his feelings oh trust me he really does but he is afraid that it will make him feel weak. You make him feel weak. He tries to think of all the reasons not to fall in love with you, that your obnoxious, you always go along with Crow's antics, you care too much about others. They all are blown into the wind as he actually loves all of those things about you...okay maybe not the one with Crow but almost all of them. He actually goes around asking all of the girls he knows (limited to only Luna, Carly, Akiza and Mina) tips on how to show you how he feels (even to the dismay of Carly and Mina but they want him happy and agreed to help). All of them pretty much told him to be himself but would you really like him as himself? He knows how blunt, sarcastic and egotistical he can be and some people don't like those kind of qualities. He is actually full on prepared to be rejected honestly, as much as he loves you, he can't imagine ever having his feelings returned. Nobody actually has really gave him actual romantic love, it always felt like everybody just worshipped him as if he's on a higher tier. He's probably the only one out of everyone that literally gets flowers and hopes they understand what he is trying to say right away so he doesn't actually have to say 'I love you'. When you think he's just pulling a kind gesture he literally yells at you that he loves you and that you are different than how the other girls treat him. When you accept everyone and I mean EVERYONE sees how much nicer and softer Jack has become, honestly scares Crow and thinks that this is just another clone of Jack (except you know not an evil version). Jack literally treats you with so much respect and is so dedicated that it's so pure and beautiful.

Kalin Kessler: Oh god help this poor boy. Has no idea what to do when he feels these kinds of emotions for you. He probably thinks he's having a heart attack or something so he quickly gets a hold of Yusei and his other former team members and asked them about these feelings. Crow's laughing and Yusei assures Kalin that these feelings are not life threatening and it means he holds you very close to his heart. Kalin always appreciated your friendship and how you continued to still help him come to terms with all the bad things he had previously done. He thought you would run away and want nothing to do with him after he told you. He was honestly over the moon that you stayed and really put so much in you friendship. Now with these newfound feelings he has to think of where to start, he never had any romantic encounter before, hell he never even thought about romance before. How would he treat you differently? What gestures could he do to show you that he sees you as more than a friend. He will probably ask Nico for help because she's a girl and really one of the only girls he really talks to. When she said to give you flowers and do small subtle things that would give you hints that he loves you. Is at the flower shop for a solid hour and a half trying to think of what kind of flowers you'll like, he really takes this seriously...well he takes almost everything seriously. He did as he was told, got you flowers, started you hold your hand whenever you two walk around Satisfaction Town, teaches you to duel, small things that show you he enjoys your company but not enough to send the actual message. One day while watching the sunset, he decided to serenade you with his harmonica, playing a beautiful tune that he grew familiar with, after the performance, he tells you how much you mean to him and that he hopes you feel the same way. When you say that you feel the same the poor boy almost cried, he is forever grateful that someone like him was able to find someone like you. He cherishes you everyday, please never leave him and keep him safe at all cost.

Leo: When he finds out he is in love with you, prepare for him to be constantly hunting you down for attention. He thinks that showing off will automatically show you that he loves you, Luna notices this and sees that her brother needs help. A lot of help. She is actually the one who tells you about her brother's feelings for you so you could at least help him out a bit because as mature as he can be...love is something not up his alley. You honestly just go along with whatever antics he has in store, watching him duel, him doing some sort of trick on his duel runner, and then saying how impressed you are and how talented he is. He eats it up and slowly and surely believes that you share the same feelings he does. The way he confesses is honestly one of the greatest things ever, he would take you to a trip down memory lane talking about how you met at Duel Academy and how you always helped him when he was down, even when he was very nervous when he told you about the Signers and how he became one. He thanks you for everything and being his best friend, then proceeds to ask if you wanted to be his girlfriend. You wondered what the heck happened to Leo, you never saw him as the poetic type but it just proves that he is serious about taking this step with you. When you accept he is so happy that he tells Yusei about his accomplishment...and then proceeds to go and basically tell all of New Domino City. This boy is one of a kind, love him and appreciate him that's all he needs.

[dylan-o-yumm]

Alright next angst.... *rubs hands with evil smirk* How about s\o having amnesia and can't remember nero anymore through that? (Alright I'm maybe evil when it comes to angst.... Sorry! But to be not to evil a happy end with that s\o memories comes back through something!)

(Awwww poor Nero!) Btw it should come of no shock that I don’t edit any of these, so I’m sorry if my spelling, grammar and punctuation is shitty. Ps, got carried away again…

You woke up slowly, eyes fluttering and adjusting to the harsh white light of what appears to be a hospital room. Your joints feel stiff, like you haven’t moved in a couple days, a dull ache residing in your the side of your head. You glance around, neck cracking as you turn to the side to see a bunch of flowers and cards that read ‘Get Well Soon!’ along with a few little teddybears. You realised quickly that they were for you, having been laying in a hospital bed, it didn’t take a genius to guess that you had obviously been in some kind of accident. You could’t quite remember what accident, though. Was it a car crash maybe?

“Hey, you’re awake. How’re you feeling?” A voice sounds from the other side of the small room, over by the door. In a rather uncomfortable looking chair, sat a young male with short white hair that looked to be messed up from sleep, and gorgeous blue eyes that held happiness and hope as he gazed at you. He was laying horizontal on the small one seater, having been asleep previously. He swung his legs down and scooted forward in the chair to get closer to you. He had a strong jaw and thin but rather kissable looking lips. It wasn’t until you really focused on his eyes that you realised you have seen him before. He had longer hair from when you remember him, and his face has defiantly matured, but the longer you look, you can tell this is Nero, a boy you vaguely knew from the orphanage. 

“Nero? What are you doing here?” You ask, not meaning to sound rude, but the shock was evident in your voice. Nero’s smile faded slightly, not quite leaving his face entirely but you could tell you maybe upset him a little. You wanted to ask what happened to you but you were more confused as to why a boy you hardly know was here in the hospital with you when your family or friends weren’t. Did he hear of your accident or whatever happened and felt sorry for you? But even then, he didn’t know you well enough to pay you a visit… 

“What do you mean? Why wouldn’t I be here?” Nero chuckles, thinking you’re joking with him. He had leaned forward even more until he could rest his elbows on the side of your bed, reaching one hand out to caress your face gently with the back of his fingers. You felt tingles spread from your cheek all the way through your body as he touched you so gently, but it only made you more confused. 

“Because we hardly know each other…” You stated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, recalling the two times you can remember conversing with Nero. You knew him but you wouldn’t consider him anything more than an acquaintance. Nero’s hand fell from your face when he realised you weren’t joking, smile completely wiped off his face now. Well, he hoped you were, anyway. You were just pulling a little prank on him, right? 

“What?” He scoffed, taking his elbows off the bed and letting his shoulders sag. “Y/n no one knows me better than you… A-are you okay?” He asks, worry lacing his words and painting itself on his face. Now you were a little worried too, wondering if he were pulling your leg or if the accident you had had caused you to forget certain things. 

“What happened to me?” You ask, knowing the emotions Nero was feeling couldn’t be faked. This had to be real. He explained how you were fighting demons on a bridge and a car came out of nowhere, causing you to jump out of the way, but you tripped and fell off the bridge into the shallow waters. You had hit your head badly. He told you how he and a girl named Nico, who is apparently your friend, had to race you here to the hospital. 

“You really don’t remember me, don’t you?” Nero asks with a soft, sad voice. All hope and happiness that were once in his eyes from when you woke up was instantly gone. You remembered a few things, but everything about Devil May Cry and the people you’ve met, such as Dante, Trish and Lady were all a blur. Nero told you of them, that you worked for the company with him and Nico, but you don’t remember any of them. You only partially remember Nero because you knew him years ago.  

“I remember you… however many years ago. When you had long hair. You had just joined the Order, I think” You remember, frowning as you try your hardest to remember anything at all from the past few weeks. Nero mutters something along the lines of ‘we hardly spoke then’ but he shifts in his seat before standing up, walking over to the open door and keeping his hand on the frame as if to reassure you that he isn’t leaving as he calls for a nurse. 

The following week, you left the hospital after being told that you in fact did loose some of your memories, as if you didn’t figure it out for yourself. The doctor said theres a chance you’d be able to remember pithing a few months which made Nero smile hopefully at you. You left with Nero, wanting to try and get your memories back of him. And what better way to jog your memory than by spending more time with him?  

When you first saw your room you were shocked to see that it was also Nero’s room. You should have figured that you two were more than friends. Knowing that you ended up with someone as attractive and kind as him made you smile, wondering what made you so lucky. But then you realise you don’t remember anything about him, which in turn, doesn’t make you so lucky. Seeing your shared bed made you a little flustered, knowing he’d most likely want to sleep in the same room as you but you weren’t ready for that yet. He understood completely and slept on the couch for a week, even though you insisted he had the bed since he clearly had been sleeping on the uncomfortable couch at the hospital for the time you spent there. 

As time went on without you regaining any memories, you could tell Nero was getting a little touch starved, but he always was respectful and kept his distance. It worked in his favour that a little crush had been growing from the time you spent with him. It was like you were falling in love with him for a second time, thought you just couldn’t remember the first time. You’d be ballsy and reach for his hand, intertwining your fingers with his. The first time you did it, he let out a sigh of relief, his heart skipping a beat. He couldn’t tell if he should be happy or sad, knowing this is all a first for you when he still held the beautiful memories of the two of you. 

Your first kiss was something Nero told you about while you were relaxing on the couch with him, wondering if it would bring anything back. He told you how it was cheesy and romantic, after having been on a great first date, you were walking through a park with him and he kissed you on the cheek. You were the one to pull him in and kiss his lips. You almost cried as he told you, seeing how his face lit up with love and adoration at the memory. You asked him if he’d recreate that moment for you and he smiled sadly, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your cheek. It sent shivers down your spine and your chest swelled with warmth as you did as your past self, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him in for a kiss on the lips. 

No memories where restored. 

Though you didn’t remember, the kiss was amazing. Soft and sweet just like him. It defiantly made your odd little crush on him grow. 

The next night was something you were sure you’d never forget. You had finished cleaning the dishes after dinner and were looking for Nero to ask him what movie he wanted to watch with you. You found him in your shared room, leaning against the wall with one hand holding his collar to his lips, muffling moans as he had his other hand down his pants, eyes closed as he pumped slowly. Upon hearing you enter, he scrambled to take his hand out of his trousers and blinked rapidly to hide the lust in his eyes, spitting his collar out of his mouth. 

“Shi- Y/n, I’m sorry. I-I just… well, you know, I-I…” You cut him off from his apology that he was stumbling over, a little unsure of your own words when you offered him some help. You couldn’t deny that the image of him pleasing himself was completely and utterly arousing to you, having spent a few weeks with him now and having gotten to know him rather well meant you had already thought of inviting him back into bed with you, in more ways than one. 

“Seriously?” Nero asked surprised, taking a hesitant step towards you. He was so worried about your comfort and needing you to be 100% sure you knew what you were asking. His kindness only made you more sure of your decision. Doesn’t mean you weren’t shy and awkward about it though. There was no doubt that he’d be able to please you more than you could him, without having any memories of past experiences with him meant you couldn’t remember his body and what he liked.  

“Kiss couldn’t get my memories back… maybe I… maybe I need something more?” You fidgeted with your fingers, unable to meet his gaze. You couldn’t help but subtly look up at the tent in his pants, biting your lip after averting you eyes again. You felt excitement between your thighs and Nero knew what you were feeling, maybe before you did yourself. He came over to you slowly, gently resting his clean hand on your cheek and tilting your face up so he could kiss you passionately. 

He was slow and careful most of the time, as if he was waiting for you to tell him to stop. You had to keep reassuring him that you were fine, by either moaning his name or digging your heels into the back of his thighs to get him to move faster or harder. He always kept one hand laced with yours, even when he got a little rough. You had to admit, when he got rough, he was unbelievably sexy. His back arched as he hunched over you, the hand that wasn’t holding yours was under your head, holding you firmly without hurting you, especially with your head injury, even though it had had weeks to heal, he was still mindful of it. His head buried into your neck, growling and groaning like an animal in your ear. 

His thrusts were slow and passionate at first, but as he let go a little, he became faster and harder, quickly sending you over the edge. He asked you where you wanted him to finish, remembering this was basically your first time with him. You responded by telling him to release wherever he usually did, feeling him spill his seed inside you which caused you to moan and roll your eyes back. You were both spent, Nero picked up his discarded shirt and cleaned you up with it after he pulled out. You pulled him back to you when he got up to go sleep on the couch again, bringing him in for a cuddle under the blankets. 

He asked if you remembered anything. 

“No” You replied shortly, before kissing his bare chest and falling asleep in his arms. 

You woke up after what felt like a bunch of realistic dreams, like a slideshow playing one after the other. They were mostly of Nero, one of them was of the date he told you about, and a few other things here and there that he had previously mentioned. You opened your eyes and saw that Nero was already awake, head resting in his hand as he looked down at you with soft, loving eyes, stroking your hair back soothingly. 

“You okay? You were mumbling in your sleep” he asks, leaning in to press a delicate kiss to your forehead. You sighed happily, closing your eyes as his lips lingered on you. A smile made its way to your face, stretching wide until it hurt. Nero smiled too, but only because your smile was contagious, asking you what you were so happy about once he pulled his lips away.

“I think I remember everything…” You chuckle, quickly rolling onto your stomach with a sudden burst of energy from excitement. Nero’s smile dropped but not because he was unhappy, he stuttered over his words, asking you what you remembered and you spent the day telling him everything. You didn’t get out of bed for a whole day, not even thinking to get food or water or go to the toilet. You were so excited that you finally had your memories back, needing to talk about every single one and appreciating them for what they are. 

“Did you really get your memories back from the sex we had last night?” Nero laughed, gladly listening intently to everything you had to say even though he remembered everything you were already saying. He loved seeing you happy, finally having the pieces back to your unfinished puzzle.

“Hmm, lets say me falling asleep in your arms is what jogged my memory” You chuckle, leaning in to press a sweet kiss to his lips. 

[madeforgardens]

Your songs-related answer was EVERYTHING and now I can't stop myself from asking you the same question for our other sweet boy. So yeah, are there any songs that make you think of Martino?

thank you love!! here we go 💌if you sense a pattern here... there is.

i giorni di domani - the days of tomorrow by marco mengoni

“Ogni ponte, ogni casa, ogni pagina aperta ogni odore, ogni strada ogni piazza deserta i miei occhi, le mie mani mi parlano di te”

Every bridge, every houseevery open pageevery scent, every roadevery empty squaremy eyes, my handsall tell me about you 

“Una radio che dicese invecchiassimo insiemeTutti i giorni di domani mi parlano di te”

A radio sayingwhat if we grew old togetherAll days of tomorrow tell me about you

“Ora i miei occhi a disertare il sonno Potessi almeno addormentare il cuore Nel buio sotto la mia pelle ti nasconderei ancora ancora” 

Now my eyes are forsaking sleepCould I at least numb my heartIn the darkness under my skin I would hide youagainand again

if this isn’t Marti right now? thinking about Nico and what they had together?

home by AURORA

“Lost in the moment againStuck where the road has no endKeeping the thought in our mindsOne day life will be kind”

“We are not aliveWe are surviving every time”

again, she says about this song that “It’s not a good way of living, making yourself numb, trying to let every day pass by as quickly as possible. But at least it makes us happy for a while. We are home”. I think this is exactly how Marti behaved in the first half of the season up until ep6. And somehow even now, we see it even with his mom, he never lets out his emotions until it is totally necessary, he always numbs himself 💔

ti amo il venerdì sera - i love you on friday nights by lemandorle

“E adesso dammi tutto quel che haiCosì felice non sei statao maiForse mi ami e manco ti conosco”

And now give me everything you haveYou’ve never been this happyMaybe you love me and I don’t even know you

“Ma dimmi quello che sei, quello che hai, quello che vuoi”

But tell what you are, what you have, what you want

from the band: “Il venerdì sera. Un rituale collettivo, universale, liberatorio. La sensazione, gioiosa e un po’ malinconica, che qualunque cosa possa accadere. Nascono amori di una sera, amicizie decennali, rapporti di una vita. Perché il venerdì sera è uno snodo di vite parallele, possibilità mancate e strade che non percorreremo. È un salto nel buio, un atto di fede. Come l’amore. Come la vita. Come le cose che vogliamo di più. Le rincorriamo tutta la settimana, arrivano, e puntualmente alla fine del weekend qualcosa ci sfugge”.

Friday night. A collective, universal, liberating ritual. The feeling, joyous and a bit melancholic, that anything could happen. One-night loves are born, decennial friendships, relationships that last a life. Because friday night is an intersection of parallel lives, missed opportunities and roads we’ll never travel. It’s a jump into the unknown, an act of faith. Just like love. Like life. Like the things we want the most. We chase them all week, they come, and punctually, at the end of the weekend, something escapes us.

I mean... This describes perfectly ep2 and especially, of course, Tabasco. Even the “at the end something escapes us” bit. Spending the whole day with your crush, who seems to reciprocate, and then finding out he has a girlfriend? Come on. Also, this is actually in the s1 soundtrack, when the girls go to have a drink and Eva confronts Marti!

la sera dei miracoli - the night of the miracles by lucio dalla

“È la sera dei miracoli, fai attenzione: (...)Della luna che sta per cadere;E la gente corre nelle piazze per andare a vedere”

It’s the night of the miracles, be careful:Of the moon that is about to fall down;And people run into the squares to go see

“A due a due gli innamoratiSciolgono le vele come i pirati”

Two by two the loversSet sails like the pirates

“E in mezzo a questo mareCercherò di scoprire quale stella seiPerché mi perdereiSe dovessi capire che stanotte non ci sei”

And in the middle of this seaI’ll try to find out what star you areBecause I would lose myselfIf I understood that you’re not here tonight

This loses a lot of meaning and musicality in english and maybe doesn’t even make too much sense, but this could be the perfect soundtrack for tonight. Not that I’d want it in the scene itself, because it’d be a bit too much and I think Ludovico has something else in mind about the whole vibe, but ideally this is the perfect song, both because of the lyrics and the mood, if that makes sense?

ad occhi chiusi - with closed eyes by marco mengoni

“Da quando ci sei tu la luce del mattino ha più colori e non mi sento più un piccolo silenzio fra i rumori. Dell'amore non so niente conosco solo te sei il confine della mia pelle e al di là io penso che di più non c'è.Anche se non puoi tu sorridimi e sono pochi sai i miracoliriconoscerei le tue mani in un istante, ti vedo ad occhi chiusi e sai perché fra miliardi di persone ho visto solo te”

Ever since you came into my lifethe morning light has more colors and I don’t feel any morelike a small silence in between all the noise I don’t know anything about love  I only know you You are the boundary of my skin andI believe there is nothing more beyond.Even when you can’t, please smile at me.There are few miracles, you knowI would recognise your hands in an instant I see you with closed eyes and you know why: among billions of people I’ve seen only you 

“Quanta forza che mi hai dato non lo sai di spiegarlo non è facile”

You have no idea how much strength you’ve given me,and it’s not easy to explain

I even made a gifset about this because it’s too perfect. I can’t believe Bessegato payed Marco to write not one, not two, BUT EVERY SINGLE SONG about our beautiful boys ❣️

la cura - the cure by franco battiato

“Ti solleverò dai dolori e dai tuoi sbalzi d'umoreDalle ossessioni delle tue manie,Supererò le correnti gravitazionaliLo spazio e la luce per non farti invecchiareE guarirai da tutte le malattiePerché sei un essere specialeEd io, avrò cura di te”

I'll relieve you from the pains and from your mood swingsFrom the obsessions of your delusions.I'll overcome the gravitational currents,The space and the light, in order to not to let you grow old.And you’ll heal from all the diseasesBecause you're a special beingAnd I will take care of you

“Tesserò i tuoi capelli come trame di un cantoConosco le leggi del mondo, e te ne farò donoSupererò le correnti gravitazionaliLo spazio e la luce per non farti invecchiareTi salverò da ogni malinconiaPerché sei un essere speciale ed io avrò cura di teIo sì, che avrò cura di te“

I'll weave your hair like the plot of a songI know the laws of the world, and I'll offer them to youI'll overcome the gravitational currents,The space and the light so you do not grow old.I will save you from every melancholyBecause you're a special being and I will take care of youI, yes, I will take care of you

Ok this is probably the most used italian song EVER when it comes to love, but I couldn’t help myself. It is so delicate and it’s what Nico needs and deserves. The very last bit, Io sì che avrò cura di te, I will take care of you, not like your parents or your girlfriend, I won’t put you in a cage, I will take care of you like you need to. Because you’re a special being and you deserve it. Wow, this will never not make me emotional.

This is it, these are the first that came to mind. Unfortunately or not lately I’ve been listening to the same songs over and over again and they’re either the soundtrack of this season or from the same two italian artists (yes, Marco Mengoni and Ultimo) so maybe there could be a lot more but right now I’ve kinda forgotten about them, you know what I mean? but I’ll add them here in the future whenever something new pops up! and the same goes about Nico of course 💌