#and nico said his was a gift from bianca

[raphael-angele]

Nico's Big Sisters

I have this headcanon that while Bianca is away, the cabins take turns looking after Nico and he gets to stay with them.

Nico, crying: Thaliaaa!!!

Thalia: Nico? What's wrong?

Nico: *incomprehensible babble*

Thalia: Okay, okay, calm down. Tell me what happened

Nico, pointing to some Hermes kids: Tho- Those boys stole Three.

Thalia: *looks over at the Hermes kids tossing around a dog stuffie with three heads*

Nico: I told them to give it back but they wont. And they kept making fun of it

Thalia, rolling up her sleeves: Just a sec

Later:

Thalia with dirt all over her and slightly bloodied fists: Here you go, Nico. *hands over Three*

Nico: YAAAAY! THANK YOU, THALIA!

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Nico: Reyna...

Reyna: Yes, Nico?

Nico: I fell down the track and I scraped my knee and hands *shows his hands*

Reyna, sees his injuries: Aww, c'mon let's go get them treated.

Dakota: OW! FUCK! REYNA! ONE OF THE HUNTERS JUST SHOT ME ON THE SHOULDER WITH AN ARROW

Reyna: WALK IT OFF!

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If Zoë lived:

Bianca: Zoë

Zoë: Bianca, hello.

Bianca: You remember my little brother, Nico.

Zoë: Oh, yes, of course. Nice to see you again, little one

Nico, standing next to Bianca: *shyly waves*

Bianca: Nico made something for you. *whispers to Nico* come on, you can give it to her.

Nico, slowly approaches her: *hands over a jar of paper stars*

Zoë: *takes jar of paper stars*

Nico: Thank you for looking after my sister

Zoë: Well, you're very welcome, Nico. This is a very beautiful gift.

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Nico, entering the Aphrodite Cabin: Piper...

Piper: Hm? Oh, hey, Nico. What's up?

Nico, shyly whispers to her: Can you make me look pretty?

Piper: Why do you want me to make you look pretty?

Nico, fidgeting with his fingers: Will asked me out on a date

Piper and almost all of the Aphrodite Cabin: *gasp*

Piper: Alright girls, we got a code Apollo! Let's move! Move! Move! Let's get this baby ready for his first date!

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Annabeth: Alright. C'mon, Nico. Time for bed

Nico: Aw, okay. *climbs into bed*

Annabeth, sitting beside him: What story do you want me to read to you today?

Nico: We haven't finished the one about the big cat, the mean old lady, and the box yet.

Annabeth: ...you mean The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe?

Nico: Mhm. We stopped when Edmund went to the mean old lady's castle.

Annabeth: Ah! Then The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe it is!

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Nico: Rachel!

Rachel: Oh, hey, Nico. Did you need something?

Nico: No, not really. I was making something and Percy said that you might like it. *hands over a box*

Rachel: *takes box and opens it* What is it?

Nico: It's paint! The Demeter kids let me plant sometimes in their garden and I get the flowers and I made them into paint!

Rachel:

Nico: See? The blue one is from Morning Glory flowers, the red one is made from Roses, the yellow one is made out of Marigolds, the orange one is made from Poppies, the purple one is made from the Lilacs, and the green one I made from Leaves!

Rachel:

Nico: :D Do you like it?

Rachel: This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever given me ༼☯﹏☯༽

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Mark, training Nico: Alright. Here's what's gonna happen. You want a candy bar?

Nico: *nods*

Mark: It's on that table over there. *points to table behind him* To get it, you need to get past me first.

Nico:

Mark: Now, I'm bigger than you. So you need to be smart and think of how-

Nico: *punches Mark in the groin, and pushes him to the side, then goes over to the candy bar*

Mark, on the floor, clutching his groin: Oh, good gods!

Nico, can't open the candy bar: *goes over to Clarisse and shows her the candy bar* Open, please

Clarisse:

Nico: (´｡• ◡ •｡`)

Later during Capture the Flag:

Clarisse: Alright, listen up! If anyone wants to mess with this kid, know that he is under my protection. You wanna mess with him, you go through me first!

Nico: *holding Clarisse's hand, eating a candy bar*

[mediumgayitalian]

okay a few solangelo things i’m curious your take on,

what kind of gift givers do you think will and nico are to each other?

are either of them music nerds? making playlists? gifting playlists? what music do u think they like?

what is their favorite fruit?

do you think either of them keep up with pop culture? are they fans of anything? celebrity crushes? like do you think will would think timothee chalamet is cute bc he lowkey has nico’s vibes and is such a buzzer name for celeb crushes? lolll

and then, do you think nico shamelessly takes will’s sweaters and shirts to wear or secretly swipes them?

ty! love ur blog so much xx

HELL YEAH THANK YOU

what kind of gift givers do you think will and nico are to each other?

i think nico spoils will fucking rotten.

his dad is the god of wealth he is holding NOTHING back. aside from that, he grew up wealthy and spent so so long in the lotus casino. i think he has a rly bad handle on money lol.

however he's such a mysterious guy that i think it doesn't occur to will that nico is actively spending money on him??

like will makes an offhand comment about how he would marry the person who would bring him the mystical rocket launching boba fett. and nico is like word okay and the next day there is a rocket launching boba fett on will's pillow and he's like BRO???? OH MY GOD?????

but he just figures that nico knew someone who had it!! he knows nico is big on figurines & collectibles and has a lot of connections, so he thinks nico just called in a favour.

in reality nico did all those things and also spent like two hundred k lol

basically, nico doesn't even think about it. if he hears a friend express a want that he has to means to acquire...its not even an active choice to him?? he's like well why wouldn't i buy this for them.

and i think this means a whole lot to will!!

he's spent his life in his mom's tour van or a bunk bed. he grew up in two wars. he was responsible for an entire infirmary at 13. he's a nerd and he likes nerdy things but like...collecting takes time. and money he doesn't have, because money isn't really a focus in camp and its not like he's paid lol

so of course there are things that he likes but...imagine being will. imagine having a budget for the INFIRMARY YOU RUN and thinking, like...well the camp has only so much money. i know exactly what these medical supplies cost. i refuse to steal. why would i ever be so selfish to ask for money to be spent on me and the things i like?

and then there's nico, who doesn't need him to ask. who WANTS to give him things he wants, not just what he needs or what he wants for others. what WILL wants. nico will get him.

will on the other hand....he gives away his time like it's free.

he does things for people. constantly. like austin complains about not having anywhere quiet to practice and will builds him a soundproof practice room. you know?

now when nico, who has had no one spend their time on him since bianca....

like his father did not have time for him. even when he lived in the underworld, he was put to work. or else he was bored. it's not like he and hades HUNG OUT, you know?

and of course he had no friends to spend their time on him. even in his first time at camp half blood -- for the first time, bianca didnt have time for him. she chose the hunters for ETERNITY, she said i am done choosing you now. and nico drove percy insane, who certainly didn't have time for him between saving the world. the entire time we saw him in TTC he was being pushed away.

by the time he had hazel, HE was the one pushing himself away before anyone else could. he filled his time so he wasn't waiting for anyone else. besides, through no fault of hers, he and hazel CAN'T give each other as much of their time as they would like!! they live on opposite sides of the country!!

but will.....

gods will. will SEEKS HIM OUT. the first thing will says to him is i have carved out, in my busy healer schedule, three days of time for YOU. not only have i carved out these three days, but in that brief moment of time where i was running around camp, i was thinking about you. you were a PRIORITY and i'm upset that you did not come spend your time with me.

like.....oh my god. can you imagine that? being nico? hearing someone you barely know, at this point, talk about how much time he wants to spend with you? and then as you get closer, he spends SO MUCH time with you!! he makes you a priority!

will walks nico to breakfast and watches him in sword practice and takes out his schedule when nico is making his to make sure they line up. he plans dates and they're FUN and he is so careful to make them enjoyable for nico, too, so much so that he forgets his nerves.

the biggest gifts they give to each other is noticing, i think. i see you, i see what you need and wont ask for, and i care enough to give it to you anyway.

are either of them music nerds? making playlists? gifting playlists? what music do u think they like?

will is the HUGEST MUSIC NERD IN THE WORLD.

he may not have many musical talents himself but music was naomi solace's whole world. you bet your ass it's everything for him, too.

he is teased for his love of country, and he does love country (everybody loves country if you hate country you are lying to yourself, i know you sing along to before he cheats with your whole chest), but he has a VAST music taste.

he is a britney spears stan. i will not be convinced otherwise.

nico, on the other hand, is not nearly as ignorant about music as people pretend he is. y'all he was in a casino/arcade until like 2006!!!!! do you think it was silent in there!!!!! do you think he is not the absolute king of just dance and DDR!!!

however he was, like, 10. so i think he's familiar with a lot of songs but in the way you were when you were a kid, you know?? like i could sing paparazzi w my whole chest beginning to end flawlessly at eight years old, but i would not have been able to recognise lady gaga by name or sight.

i think he and will make somewhat of a game out of it. the first time they hang out, nico is NERVOUS beforehand. like for hours. will said they were going to have a chill day bc he has time off, but what are they supposed to DO?? before they were actively doing stuff together. will was teaching nico first aid basics, or nico was helping him around the infirmary; they were helping rebuild camp together. sure, they were talking, but they had something to focus on if things got awkward or conversation faded naturally.

that is VERY DIFFERENT from just hanging out in person. is nico supposed to have conversation starters prepared? how much silence is rude? is will going to finally decide he's boring? or weird? will is such a hyper person!!! how is nico supposed to entertain him!!

meanwhile will is in his cabin freaking the fuck out to his siblings like GUYS HES GONNA THINK IM A WEIRD NERD DORK LOSER 😭😭😭.....WHAT IF HE SAYS THE WORD SAND AND I GO ON THE ANAKIN SKYWALKER RANT ON REFLEX FUCK KAYLA WHAT DO I DO I DONT KNOW HOW TO MAKE FRIENDS LIKE A NORMAL PERSON HE IS SO OUT OF MY LEAGUE

so he calls his mom 💀

and his mom is like baby....you are a disaster are you aware. and hes like thanks MOM i know i need HELP OKAY

and naomi is like well you got on with my backstage crew just fine. and hes like well yeah we just talked about music that was easy.

...

OH THANKS MOM YOURE SO SMART

and he's like wait nico has spent a lot of time in the underworld...he might not be very up to date!! this'll be awesome. so he stays up till like 3 on the big house computer carefully making nico several CDs worth of playlists.

he makes HOURS of music. way more than they could ever listen to in one day, but he gets carried away. he makes a playlist with his favourite country music, including his moms stuff obviously, with rock music he thinks nico in particular will like, pop punk stuff, regular pop, an entire CD dedicated to the icon herself kesha (whom he knows personally bc she sun backup vocals for his mom when she was a teenager), some musicals, and some iconic european music to top it off. he has a little bit of EVERYTHING.

most important, though, he makes a CD with the top 100 billboard songs from the years 1958 (when it started) to 1985. he doesnt have enough time to do it all the way to this year in one night but vows to work on it when he has time.

when he goes to nico's cabin, he comes with a stack of CDs as long as his arm and chiron's CD player. he's practically sparkling with excitement; when nico opens the door he is already halfway through a sentence lol.

for four straight hours, they just listen to song after song, will pausing after each one to ask what nico thinks. he recognises a lot of them, even though he didn't know their names, but even still he's pretty quiet at first. but as they go on it gets hard not to get caught up in wills excitement, and he dances like such a dork, anyway, is it his fault for laughing? and those four hours pass like MINUTES and suddenly its curfew and will has to go.

this becomes their tradition! will plays a song, nico reviews it. even as they learn how to hang out with each other in different ways, it becomes reflex -- when there's a song playing will looks at nico for a reaction. when they're with others, in public, whenever.

the first time nico makes will a playlist he cries.

the playlist is called sunshine.

will plays on his walkman until its worn right through.

what is their favorite fruit?

at first will thinks nico doesn't like fruit at all because he has to force this dumbass to eat fruit and vegetables. all he eats is like. cereal and sandwiches. it stresses will the fuck out.

he's out here plopping a bowl of fruit on nico's table like eat this whole thing or i'm gonna whoop your ass before scurvy does. (he is genuinely afraid nico is going to get scurvy, although its not a very effective anxiety because hes kind of deeply afraid of scurvy in general and is always trying to push people to eat oranges lol).

nico ALWAYS drags his feet about it. at one point will gets worried that nico just straight up doesn't like fruit and starts fretting about synthetizing supplements.

turns out nico is just, like...a little pretentious. about fruit particularly. in his defense, he has been all over the world. like he's had indian mangoes and algerian clementines okay it is VERY hard to settle for stuff grown in north america as nice as the demeter greenhouses are.

his favourite fruit ever is the lemon though. he had a lemon tree in his backyard when he was a kid that he doesn't remember, exactly, but he remembers how it tastes. will brings him a lemon once and almost as if his hands are working on their own, he cuts a slice, removes the peel and pith, puts it in a jar of sugar, and shakes to coat it, like his nonna would do secretly when he mama wasn't looking. its the best thing he's ever tasted.

will is a fruit fanatic, on the other hand. he steals strawberries every time he walks by the fields. the demeter cabin has to count their blueberries every night because he can and will eat them all when no one's looking.

his favourite, though, and he never ever gets it at camp, is prickly pear. in the summers before camp he would go to the desert with his mom and pick enough to make his stomach hurt -- he's never home when they're in season now, so sometimes when she's free shell drive up to new york just to bring him a box of them. she knows he's busy and cant leave camp in summers but she wants him to have that, at least.

do you think either of them keep up with pop culture? are they fans of anything? celebrity crushes? like do you think will would think timothee chalamet is cute bc he lowkey has nico’s vibes and is such a buzzer name for celeb crushes? lolll

i think all year-rounders are into pop culture just fine, but they're a few years behind. except for music -- will knows music. but things like movies and tv shows and memes, they either get updated from their summer-only friends or they stumble upon in naturally when it's not longer relevant lol.

nico, though, has an encyclopedic knowledge of old pop culture, because the lotus got new tech and games and movies before literally anyone else. he saw back to the future before it was in theatres and it changed his life. he quotes it all the time and no one has called him out on it then, but it is only a matter of time.

(he has seen star wars. he saw star wars before will was alive. but it is 100% funnier to pretend he doesn't know what a galaxy is and watch will's eye twitch when he asks him about luke skyrunner)

and then, do you think nico shamelessly takes will’s sweaters and shirts to wear or secretly swipes them?

yes absolutely. but he's super embarrassed about it at first so he genuinely STEALS them, not just borrows them.

it's a heist and everything. he shadow travels into the apollo cabin at like three in the morning and rifles through will's shelf. when he gets back he panics and shoves it under his mattress, where it lives in shame for four months. will just thinks it must have been an unfortunate victim of some poor sick child or bleeding demigod and writes it off.

after several months, during which nico thinks about the sweater ALL the time but cannot physically force himself to touch, nico finally gets brave enough to take it out from under his mattress. he just stares at it for a long ass time, wrinkling it in his clenched hands. it's just a hoodie, you know?? who cares.

nico cares. obviously.

eventually he gets so annoyed with himself that he just yanks it on expecting to be able to tell himself like SEE you dumbass it's just a piece of clothing it literally does not matter. except.

except.

the hoodie still smells like will.

somehow.

and that is.

well.

he would rather dunk his head into the river of fire than admit it, but he melts. the hoodie is old as hell and worn and so so so so soft, gods, no wonder will wears it all the time. he never wants to take it off ever.

for weeks, whenever he's alone in the cabin, he wears the hoodie. it stops smelling like will pretty quickly but he doesn't mind, it's still the most comfortable thing ever. it becomes second nature to walk into his cabin, throw off his jacket, and tug the hoodie on, wearing it to bed.

on one night, and of course it's the hermes' cabin fault, everyone is rushing out of their cabin to see what the fresh fuck is sounding like twenty four fire alarms at once and also a nuclear explosion. nico, in his haste, does not take off the hoodie.

will, whipped, makes sure his siblings are okay and then turns immediately to find nico. he Sees The Hoodie. nico Sees Him See The Hoodie. nico tries to flee.

will has longer legs and also spots a teasing opportunity, so hera herself could not stop him.

will teases him to pieces but is also visibly pleased. the next morning nico finds another hoodie of will's hung over his desk chair.

he wears will's hoodies all the time.

THANK YOU FOR SENDING THESE IN I HAD SO MUCH FUN

[losergender]

masterpost of solangelo + others fic recommendations

absolutely no one asked for these but i need them all storaged in one place.

[ list goes from solangelo multi-chaptered fics to one-shots + other ships at the end ! will be updated from time to time ! ]

last edited : 17 - 09 - 2024

MULTICHAPTERED SOLANGELO FICS !

just an animal, looking for a home - ikeasharksss (https://archiveofourown.org/works/44264458)

Mortal 1987 AU. Nico is running away from his home in Washington, DC to find his sister, Bianca, at UCLA. Will is running away from his home in rural Texas to find his long-lost father, Lester Apollo Papadopoulos, in Hollywood. The two of them meet on the road and become runaway buddies, going on a journey together to survive Greyhound buses, amateur punk bands, Pizza Huts, pretentious music tastes, and their own pasts, tooth and nail.

talk your talk and go viral (i just need this love to spiral) - wrongcaitlyn (https://archiveofourown.org/works/46368430)

“Keep telling yourself that,” Will says quietly, because even though the door is closed, speaking any louder would seem wrong. “You’re too harsh on yourself. If you wrote songs or something, you’d easily get on the Billboard Hot 100. Dad would help you. I would, too.” “Promote it to your seven followers?” “Yes!” Nico laughs, and then Will is joining him, and they’re closer than before, but it’s nothing unusual. It’s been this way since before stupid feelings and stupid crushes, and Nico would be damned if he let it change just because of that. or a celebrity au ft. childhood friends to lovers, a bit of trauma, and a famous friend group (plus leo).

of crowns and claws - PawsOnTheKeyboard (https://archiveofourown.org/works/47818261)

Freshly sixteen, Nico takes off on a ceremonial quest, one meant to prove to the kingdom that he would be able to take over the throne when King Hades, his father, was gone. The issue? Nico has little desire to be king and even less motivation to do what's expected of him. Because while 'prove yourself capable of rule' was a vague task, Nico knew what his father and the kingdom expected from him. If Nico didn't return with a dead dragon, his quest would be regarded as a failure. Because his father had killed many dragons on his own quest when he was a boy, had deemed dragons and dragon shifters as the natural enemy of the Kingdom of Olympus, so it just made sense that his son would follow in his footsteps and do the same. Or, it made sense to anyone who wasn't Nico, because he shared none of the hatred his father had for dragons and dragon shifters and expected his quest to result in disappointment from his father and the rest of the kingdom. So when he left on his sixteenth birthday, he had no plan, and almost immediately injured himself. His savior is a stranger that soon becomes a dear friend. And he also might be why Nico decides to openly defy his father.

can't see you, im losing my mind this time? - rabbit_soup (https://archiveofourown.org/works/38765766)

“You’ve got micro-pieces of glass in your skin, and I can’t in my right mind let that stuff just fester in there.” “Glass…? Where—?” He racked his brain, slowly glancing up at Will. He didn’t remember breaking any glass on the quest. “Strangest thing,” Will said, pulling an orange container out of the box. On its side, it read Arm and Hammer, Baking Soda in thick white lettering. “Both Annabeth and Percy swung by a few minutes ago, talking about the exact same thing—glass in their hands! The both of ‘em! Isn’t that interesting?” The glass beaches in Tartarus... Nico thought.

The Rose of Paphos - Tundras_and_Taigas (https://archiveofourown.org/works/30327402)

During a trip up to the Big House’s attic, Will, Valentina, and Mitchell stumble across an old relic of Aphrodite’s: the Rose of Paphos. Created by Hephaestus as a courting gift, the ancient metal rose blooms whenever it's held by someone who harbours romantic love for another. When the rose reveals Will's hidden feelings for an unnamed camper, Nico isn't sure whether to hold out hope or try to move on. OR: Nico and Will need a little nudge. Aphrodite is happy to oblige.

peach tea - ghosttotheparty (https://archiveofourown.org/works/48987730)

He sits up after a moment, but Nico doesn’t let go of his fingers, so he lifts the arm that’s awkward between them and sets it behind Nico, leaning back to rest on it. Nico just looks at the tapestry. Will brushes his thumb over the side of Nico’s hand gently. His skin is soft. Nico’s fingers tighten on Will’s. It kind of feels like neither of them wants to move. Will doesn’t mind. or; Will falls in love with the new kid.

Opportunity Knocks - nikkiRa (https://archiveofourown.org/works/5690698)

Two years after the war with Gaia, Nico tries to run away again, but on the way he is ambushed by Aphrodite, who has decided to take a personal interest in him - lucky him. Nico finds himself stuck in a Groundhog Day situation, reliving the same day over and over until he can figure out what the hell Aphrodite wants from him.

SOLANGELO ONE-SHOTS !

Bigger 'n Texas - notalotgoingonatthisinstant (https://archiveofourown.org/works/27217360)

The accent. The accent was his problem. Well, it wasn’t his only problem. There were a lot of other things that drew Nico to the son of Apollo, to the point of him actually considering if he returned his feelings. All he knew was that he was going crazy and one of them would have to speak soon. . . . "'I’ll be back real quick with lunch,' Will told him. 'Don’t go anywhere. Unless I’m not back in twenty minutes, then you can hunt down my siblings until you find the culprit,' he winked. Nico told the skeletal butterflies in his stomach to quiet down and managed to keep a smile on his face until the door closed behind Will. Then he smacked himself in the forehead for being so stupid stupid stupid, again. First, get a crush on the live version of his childhood game hero. Then get a crush on the caring healer who was nursing him back to life. What was his problem?"

carving through the dark (to get so far) - doeheart (https://archiveofourown.org/works/51640546)

"Your soulmate wears all the bad things you believe about yourself on their skin. They hold it for you so you don't have to. When you look at the things you don’t like about yourself, you also have to face someone who loves you. It’s like feeling whole again. Apollo’s the god of truth, you know. So there are no lies between soulmates." Will got his first soulmark at night. Coiled around his bicep like a snake, the word 'cursed' hissed in jet-black letters. The marks kept coming after that. An au where all the worst things your soulmate believes about themselves show up on your skin. Will wants to know why his soulmate hates himself.

Those walls I built didn't even put up a fight - sazandorable (https://archiveofourown.org/works/2482184)

"Is it morally okay to stab a medic with their own scissors?" Nico asked Cecil. (Not that he usually cared about morally okay, as Octavian might demonstrate.) Nico's three days in the infirmary go by faster than he'd thought, and Will just won't stop flirting.

i could be your hero - sundaysabotage (https://archiveofourown.org/works/24528247)

“I just don’t get it,” he huffs to Will as they put up holiday decorations in the unusually quiet infirmary, “they talk to me like I’m supposed to know stuff. Like I’m the new Percy or something.” Nico expects Will to laugh at this, shrug off his concerns as unfounded and tell him he’s being over-dramatic like usual. He is wrong. “Okay, babe, don’t take this the wrong way. But, you kind of are the new Percy.”

OTHERS !

Like a New Yorker - notalotgoingonatthisinstant (https://archiveofourown.org/works/25231837)

Annabeth knew Percy was from New York City. Born and raised. She was very aware of that fact whenever she couldn’t understand what he’d said because he’d spoken so fast that there were barely any words. She had gotten used to it, having lived in New York for a while. What she hadn’t exactly gotten used to yet was… well. How many times he could let f*** slip in front of the little kids at Camp. // OR Percy curses like a true New Yorker and son of Poseidon, Annabeth's trying to keep things flowing, and Piper makes fun of him so he makes fun of her. Because, really, sometimes she sounds like a Kardashian and he sounds like he's not even speaking English.

King-sized Candy Bars - liktetolaugh (https://archiveofourown.org/works/44380360)

It takes a week or two for Percy and Grover to actually become friends, even after they're roomed together. Because Percy, twelve years old, pragmatic, and hostile, is about as easy to make friends with as Thalia was. Hopefully, Grover will pull it off in the end.

Stars on the Water - liketolaugh (https://archiveofourown.org/works/38319247) i love this one so much

"I dunno, I just think it would make a lot of things easier for a lot of people," Percy said to Thalia, when she just stared at him. His cheek rested in his hand, a rare pensive look leaving his eyes distant and unfocused. "Mom has Paul now, so it’ll be easier on her if she doesn’t have to worry about me mucking things up. Dad won’t have to keep threatening war every time Zeus gets his toga twisted. The prophecy’s done, so I won’t be bringing it down on Nico. And no one will have to worry about me blowing up another volcano."

Fathoms Below - inkncoffee (https://archiveofourown.org/works/4403855/chapters/10001051)

King Poseidon has forbidden any of his merpeople from visiting the surface and the dangerous landwalkers that dwell on it. Naturally, that made Prince Percy want to talk to the pretty blonde landwalker even more. After rescuing the princess from drowning, Percy trades his fin for legs to better understand this strange new world and the beautiful gray eyed girl he saved. Only, he has no idea what he's doing and the princess doesn't seem to either. Know what he's doing that is. "Oh, Seaweed Brain." He was pretty sure that was an insult.

forever going with the flow (but you're friction) - wrongcaitlyn (https://archiveofourown.org/works/58466251/chapters/148934692)

“Who’s the opener?” Magnus asks Blitz, signing at the same time for Hearth. He usually looks these things up beforehand, but then again, the concert had been a last-second sort of thing. Annabeth had offered some spots in the VIP section of one of her friend’s shows while he and his friends were in town, and because Magnus has gotten quite used to Annabeth throwing around random excursions, he immediately said yes. Blitz shrugs, but a moment later, the name appears across the screen, and he helpfully reads out: “Alex Fierro.” Magnus would scoff and say, “Thanks,” sarcastically if his attention wasn’t caught once again by the figure on the stage. Alex Fierro, apparently, grabs the mic just as the music starts. It’s hard to see her—or him? Them?— before Alex appears on the screen, her full frame in view. Magnus can’t help but stare. or a celebrity au ft. a world tour, no sexuality crises, and some threats of decapitation.

[cynthiav06]

I was just having a Percy jackson Brainrot and I was curious about something...

Considering the fact that Most Demi-gods Rarely ever Live that Long it makes me wonder just How Dark the Percy Jackson Series is

Like despite casting Neglectful Gods Aside, I can't imagine wanting To be a Demi-God due to the fact of how much Danger your in the moment you realize your a Demi-God

Percy said that once you figure out your a Halfblood it's only a matter of time before *They* Figure it out too and they'll come for you

I'm guessing he's talking about The monsters but even if he's not I can't imagine wanting to be a Demi-God cause I Genuinely wouldn't be able to handle being in that much Danger

And worst imagine how your mortal parent would feel, well that is if they care about you enough to care

It's just thinking about some of the things that were in the books it really made me think about the amount of Danger the Demi-Gods are in just really thinking about it

I mean it is the main premise of the Percy Jackson and the Olympian series, not to mention the opening words of the book.

It's also the theme that haunts the narrative of Heroes of Olympus or any other sequel after that.

It's the driving force behind Luke's actions, behind Percy's actions and beliefs, it's literally the motto of being a demigod.

It's the reason Kronos was able to rise with an army, it's the reason why Percy loathes all if not most gods.

Because Demigods are stuck in an all loss system. Choose the Olympians and suffer through neglect and quiet oppression, living and dying by whims of ignorant gods, or choose rebellion and be exterminated like pests. Do nothing and let yourself be molded by the gods into a dutiful child and even then death awaits you at the mouth of monsters.

Even having to suffer many abuses from their mortal parents at times and lack of any safeguarding system or protective group.

No matter what bargain they pick, the demigods will always get the shorter end of the stick. It's inevitable.

Even Poseidon, despite how greatly he loves Percy and how dearly he favors him, still tells him immediately after they meet that a heroes fate is always tragic. That even a god cannot undo it. That he, a god, is entirely and utterly sorry for the fate he has subjected Percy too. That it's his greatest mistake because he has doomed his son to die a painful death.

Hermes foresaw to some extent what would become of Luke and did nothing for he could do nothing.

It's why Hades promptly had to leave his children to their fate after their hiding place was uncovered. It's also why he could even if, in a fit of anger, dare imply that Bianca would have been of better use to him than Nico to Nico's face.

It's why Zeus, the supposed strongest Olympian (I have doubts), couldn't prevent Thalia's death and could only trap her essence in a tree. It's also why he has the audacity to offer up Jason, an actual child he sired as some sort of collateral and apology gift to Hera.

An object to use and throw. That's what gods view demigods as. They can always sire more, at least that's what they believe.

Even Athena, enraged and blinded by her hate for Romans, had no problem sending her children (who are quite literally a manifestation of her own essence) on a death quest to retrieve her statue of power, not a few times but for countless centuries, with no remorse not even when she regained her sanity as Athena.

Even Chiron is but all too happy to send demigods to die to fulfill the whims of gods.

It's also why the series should end in Percy and the two camps overthrowing Olympus. Maybe not all the gods but Zeus definitely. A new order. Maybe they team up with the so-called minor gods (I think the title is derogatory and an inaccurate term), and Percy will need to ascend (let's admit it, that's unavoidable. He is more god than mortal at this point. But maybe just maybe he will not become a god but another type of immortal, something different and stronger. (Cause he had the power to manipulate and take control of the domain of one of the protogenoi and use it to overpower the said protogenoi in their own place of power).

Either way, your ask is literally the entire premise of everything, small or big, that takes place in the books. It is also why Rick should commit to the idea of toppling down the system that enables such a thing.

I have no hopes for Riordan but in my mind, that's what Percy and the Seven and all the demigods from both Camps did with the help of minor gods and even Atlantis [Poseidon won't say no, not to this, even he knows the extent of Zeus's depravity, of his own past actions. He will help, and so will Hades. After all that's been done to his children. I think Tartarus was the final straw for both Poseidon and Hades. After that, they would do anything to protect their children. The true canon really, but Rick is too much of a coward to write it. ]

Sorry, I just had to rant. As you can tell, I have thoughts and feelings on this. Quite a lot of both.

[wild-flowerhoney]

okay well. here's my version of the percico hunger games au:

nico's meant to be part of the careers, being reaped in district one (luxury) when he's sixteen/seventeen - except, well, he didn't actually receive training. bianca had and tried to pass on what she knew but it was clear which child hades was interested in keeping alive (or is it). she died in an accident exactly a week before the reaping. and it was decidedly too late to fix his mistake and teach nico what he'd passed onto bianca. the other careers know this and to be frank, nico's just been abandoned and considered useless by pretty much everyone, mentor included. (the di angelo aren't even from district one. hades and maria met during his victory tour - and the capitol turned a blind eye when he kept visiting district twelve and eventually brought the kids back with him after her death.)

percy's the one to volunteer from district twelve, in his last year being reaped too (eighteen), in place of estelle (12, in her first year being reaped) - and he knows he's doing everything to get home. he has a sister and a mother and paul, the only father he's ever known. percy has something to go back to (in the same way nico doesn't), he has no training but he's strong enough from physical work that it's not impossible and that's what matters (percy would be from district four, conceived from poseidon's own victory tour. except he'd really had no interest in the child, not like hades had).

here's how it starts:

day one: nico, the supposed career, is shunned by his group. percy hears them say it'd be mercy, to send him back to his sister and mother (he doesn't like it. not a bit. percy's an older brother, values his family more than anything. they couldn't have said anything worse than that in his mind) and witnesses the fight that ensues - nico is fast, skilled enough with knives but not nearly on their level. it's the anger that fuels him enough to come out of it bruised but whole (after that, they get even more ruthless). the anger and percy, who's quite eager to put them in their places too (if he breaks one of their arms, will the capitol be able to heal it before they get into the arena? he's more than willing to find out). that's their first real interaction - and nico comes out of it angry at percy for getting involved, asking if he really thought nico was this defenceless. percy's just as mad and yells back that they both are, when everyone thinks they're easy pickings.

day two: day after, nico doesn't apologize but he trains near percy and gives him what little information he has on the other careers and from what bianca taught him. they're not friends, they bicker and pretty much bring out each other's most sarcastic self (and maybe that's the closest thing to friendship they've got so. you know).

day two, evening: training scores - percy gets an 8, incredibly high for someone with this little training but not overly so ("don't become a priority for them"). nico gets the full 11, to percy's concern. when asked how he achieved that score and if he knows that he just put a massive target on his back, nico seems decidedly unbothered.

day three: the interviews. they're both dressed up obviously but they joke (kind of) backstage about missing the cuts and bruises they'd given each other ("oh, you don't have my gift anymore? well that's ungrateful of you."). and here's the moment we've been waiting for: nico is asked about girlfriends and shrugs it off, it moves onto boyfriends. other tributes are mentioned, nico looks uncomfortable and blushes but doesn't reveal anything. at this point the interviewer is convinced it's another tribute, though, and brings it up with every other male in the other districts. it gets to percy who, having been "taught" to keep the public's attention by his mentor, runs with it (the blush is real, it's embarrassing, but he spins his little alliance with nico into a full blown friendship, not revealing anything truly incriminating but giving them hints of what they want). nico's mad, again. percy is also mad at him for reacting with anger - didn't percy just ensure them a better shot at victory? what exactly has him so pissed off?

night before the games start: percy doesn't want to go into the arena mad at his only ally, nico agrees. percy tells him about his family, his reasons to go home - when asked about his own, nico says he has nothing (hades and his stepmother didn't even visit after the reaping). percy is uncomfortable, asks him what he means by that, surely there must be a single reason. nico doesn't answer. percy understands what he's not saying, nico has no intention of going home and he never did. probably got an 11 just to make it easier and got mad when percy ensured them at least a couple sponsors for the same reason. nico leaves, giving him a last goodbye. this is when his safety becomes another priority for percy (mirroring canon percy with his search for nico), if percy himself can't win he wants it to be nico - he'll drag him kicking and screaming to the end if he has to. when the thought of having to kill nico pops up he pushes it down, unwilling to entertain it. no need to be worried about it, just yet (literally going "that's future percy's problem").

stopping here bc i might actually write this and im not giving the whole plot JUST YET (suggest mentors/tributes btw just be aware most of them WILL die, the only ones that are 100% going to live are percico).

[happyk44]

Lmao more about Grover aging at a rate of 0.4 instead of directly by half (12/28 = 0.4285). This is also assuming that Grover is only aging physically slower, but his mental/emotional capacity ages chronologically and with experience.

But anyway Grover has to get a fake ID to go to bars with Percy. When Percy turns 21, they realize ah shit Grover looks 16ish once they pull up to the club and immediately get turned away. Grover does have an official ID with his actual birthdate. In the past as a Keeper for Percy, Bianca and Nico, he also had a fake ID with an adjusted birthdate for whatever age he was supposed to be. He doesn't have either of those IDs anymore (he had to get a new one for B&N because Percy's would've put him at 14 and he needed to be put into 12 year old Bianca's class), so it's not like he handed over the fake one.

But the bouncer gives him a once-over and is just, "yeah no". They try to argue but the bouncer is like "if you wanna fight on this, I'm gonna keep your ID and call the police" so they give up (or rather Grover makes Percy give up because he got that look in his eyes and getting arrested on his birthday is not a birthday gift Grover wants to give).

In the end, they skulk around to some minimart and grab one of each alcoholic bottle with a weird name or label that they can find, are grateful the cashier doesn't seem to care that Grover looks 16 and barely even looks over his ID when he flashes it. Then they huff it back to Percy's apartment and taste test each drink on the floor of Percy's bedroom, because the whole point of going to the bar was to taste something that wasn't cheap beer stolen by the Hermes cabin.

Grover has a wildly fantastic tolerance for alcohol and Percy discovers that he is a lightweight.

The next time they try to go to a bar, Grover is sporting a temporary glamour from the Aphrodite cabin to make him look older. About half way through, they ring up Annabeth to make her do the math on how old Grover would have to be to actually look 21, and then the math on how long that would take because neither of them can subtract double digit numbers. Percy rediscovers he is a lightweight and, when the glamour finally starts to wear off, has to be carried back to his apartment by Grover, which makes for a ridiculous image of what appears to be a disabled 15 year old carrying around a grown man who won't stop talking about how much he loves his friends, including said disabled 15 year old.

[pyromaniacldrt]

Heyy uhh... I have a theory.

Yk, I've always wondered why Jason and Thalia, though sons of Zeus and Jupiter, weren't as powerful as Percy- a son of Poseidon, that, while still one of the Big Three, is in a lower rank.

And, like, I get it, he's the protagonist, maybe it's the genetics, it's a once-in-a-century-thing, blah blah.

Still, that doesn't explain how some demigods are way stronger than their own siblings. Why is it that Leo has abilities that none of his siblings have? Or like, why is Clarisse stronger than all fellow Ares kids? How come Luke is the only one that had pick locking abilities?

That made me wonder, what if there was something else into it? What makes a demigod be born with such powerful abilities while others either don't or are weaker?

And what if... It had something to do with the relationship their parents had?

I mean, we know that the gods in some way kind of "lend" a bit of their powers to their children in an unconsciousness level, as we also know they consider giving their children-cough Athena, cough- to the mortal parents as some sort of "gift".

What if the power that the demigods have is kind of a consequence of how much the gods loved their mortal parents when conceiving said demigods?

Like, we know that Hades loved a lot Ms. Di Angelo, and that Bianca and Nico, even if the first one didn't get to show her power, were both a neon sign of "come and eat me!" for monsters, which, yeah, it might be because they're Hades's, but Hazel wasn't persecuted by every monster in a five kilometer radius, so I like to think my point still stands.

Although, it might be because of Gaia.

...Anyways-

Another case is my beloved Meg. She's a child of Demeter, and we were told prior to this saga that both Aphrodite's and Demeter's were the safest demigods to roam outside of camp, hence them being quite "weak", most of them with barely any powers (Katie and Drew might be exceptions, considering the plant powers and charmspeak).

Yet, we have Meg. A ten(?) year old that can summon cereal demons, grow plants outta nowhere and (kinda) communicate with trees.

This girl is insanely powerful, and even Lester admits it.

Let's not forget Demeter really loved Meg's real dad, who had a nature sanctuary where many driads lived, and truly believed nature was beautiful. They both appreciated each other a lot, and for what I can remember, even after Meg they kept in a somewhat from of contact until you-know-who ruined everything.

I think Demeter was truly in love with him.

Let's go back with Thalia, Jason and Percy for a second.

When I say that these two arent as powerful as Seaweed, I don't mean to say that Zeus didn't love their mom. In fact, I believe he did a lot, specially considering he fell for her in both his Greek AND Roman form.

What I do believe is that she didn't love him the same way. I think she loved more the idea of being with a god rather than the god itself. They both are highly egoistical people as far as I've seen, so my guess is that, while they felt attracted to each other, they liked themselves more, which is what drove them apart in the first place.

There's also Percy himself, who is my last point to concrete my theory. Him, the son of the sea god, who thought Sally was the Queen of Ninphs. Poseidon, who said Percy's mom was the most beautiful woman in the world. The Earthshaker, who admitted to have never loved someone as much as he did with Sally.

He, who said he'd never forget her.

What I'm trying to say is, I think demigods strength and godly abilities are heavily caused by the love their parents felt for each other.

After all, Love is one of the most powerful feelings to exist, being even older than gods themselves (Aphrodite is technically a Titaness when it comes to mythology accuracy).

So to believe that love is the source of power of the children of two creatures that, godly or not, are motivated by their primal emotions and feelings, it doesn't surprise me to think their power comes from the strongest of said emotions.

[pls-let-me-out]

Ancient Rome AU

Nico had just turned fifteen when his father married him off to Minos, a man from the northern regions of the empire, who owned cold but rich lands and a third of the roman army. Nico wasn’t particularly surprised, seeing as he was his father’s third-born child. It was his destiny, after all. Bianca’s death hadn’t changed much, it simply made Nico the second-born, behind Hazel. Their mothers had given them birth with only a month of difference, which had dictated the course of their lives.

It also wasn’t a surprise to Nico when he was called to Rome six months after his husband’s death. He reached the city in the middle of summer, sweating even as he stayed in the carriage with his servant.

“Do you know who it’ll be this time?” Drew asked him.

She had been Minos’ wedding gift to Nico. One of the many, surely Nico’s most treasured one. Even after he’d set her free, she’d chosen to remain with him as an employee. He considered her a member of his family.

“No,” Nico said. The walls of the city were getting closer, a sense of anxiety closed his throat.

“I hope it’ll be a good man,” she replied quietly.

Each night Nico prayed to the gods the very same thing.

When they reached his father’s villa just outside the city, one of the servants opened the door. Drew went first, then offered her hand up to Nico. His heart very nearly stopped.

His father looked older than he was, as if the six years they hadn’t seen each other had been many more. The hair on his temples was completely grey, almost white, a stark contrast to the black top. As usual, his face showed no emotion, perfectly stoic, as he stood with his hands behind his back. He looked Nico up and down, assessing him. Nico stood a bit straighter, berating himself as he did so.

Hazel had apparently just gotten out of practice. Her forehead shone with sweat, she was dressed for battle. She enveloped Nico in a hug. Six years. The last time they held each other was when Nico was leaving. They’d both grown since then, but in his sister’s arms, Nico still felt fifteen.

When they broke apart, the dark skinned woman who’d been at his father’s side stepped up.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Niccolò,” she said. Her voice was warm, and sensing who she was, Nico felt sorry for her. “I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Persephone, your father’s wife.”

Nico doubted she’d heard anything about him at all. Even before his marriage, he’d been at odds with his father, he doubted Hades spoke a great deal about him. “I prefer Nico.”

She smiled. She took one of Nico’s arms, Hazel on the other, and they escorted him inside. They told him about Melikoe, who apparently was his new sister. She was just three months old.

The next day, Nico met his future husband. Before that he was bathed and pampered in all ways, servants at his back and call with every comfort. When he looked at himself in the mirror, hair neatly done and every remnant of the journey scrubbed off his skin, Nico barely recognised himself.

Persephone gave him a heavy necklace, much too similar to those Nico’s own mother used to wear for his liking. They reached his new husband’s house with a carriage. Nico remembered the place, he thought he might have been there to visit before. His father used to take him and Hazel along, even when he only needed Bianca. It was hard to think of that side of his father now.

“Behave,” Hades said lowly as he helped Nico down the carriage.

“You are the picture of your mother,” somebody said.

When Nico looked up, he was met with Naomi Solace’s kind eyes. She reached him and took his hands in hers. Was his father marrying him off to a woman? Had he gone completely mad?

“I’m so happy to have you back in the city, dear,” she said. “I hated the thought of you married off to that old creature in the north.”

“Let me see the boy, Naomi. I’ll evaluate him.”

Naomi gave Nico one last smile, before stepping to the side. A few steps back, slowly limping forth, was an old man. He had white hair and even more wrinkles than Minos had. Nico sent a look to his father, but Hades was looking smugly at the boy behind the old man, whose blond curls shone like melted gold under the sun rays.

The man quickly arrived in front of Nico. Well, not quickly for any other person present, but quickly if considered that he looked like the wind might sweep him away. Hazel herself looked worried. Just the prior night, she’d told Nico that their father had kept Nico’s new husband’s identity secret.

Greasy, old fingers touched Nico’s chin, holding him still as washed-out brown eyes searched his face. Nico’s lips curled, but he didn’t move. He didn’t let himself look away. He forced every muscle of his body to stay relaxed, his lungs to not move too quickly.

“You didn’t lie about his beauty, Hades,” the old man said.

Naomi’s smile brightened. Hades slightly bowed his head, accepting the praise. Nico’s patience ran out.

“He hasn’t seen me in six years,” he said. As all eyes snapped to him, Nico put on his most saccharine smile. “Since he married me off to an old guy. So forgive me sir, but I’m really not in the mood to repeat the experience.” Nico took a step back, turning to his father, whose eyes were bulging out of their sockets. “Whatever your pact is, I’m now old enough to oppose.”

Silence fell on them. Even the birds stopped singing. Maybe the gods themselves were looking down on them.

The old man turned to the blond man behind him, who was watching the scene unfold with something akin to amusement - or awe - in his eyes.

“Well, the boy was clear,” the old man said.

Hades snapped out of his trance, and fell to his knee, head bowed. “Please, forgive him, my lord. Venus gave him beauty, just as Mars gave him spirit. Even too much of it, at times. He means well.”

“I don’t mean well,” Nico blurted out, crossing his arms on his chest. When he shook his head, the gold rings braided in his hair twinkled. “I mean to not get married to somebody who was here to see Rome being built.”

Much to Nico’s surprise, the old man laughed loudly.

Hades didn’t. He put his hands on his face, still bowing on the floor. “For the love of the gods, Nico, you’re speaking to our emperor!”

The old man laughed harder, until it sent him into a coughing fit. When he saw Nico’s open mouth, he laughed even louder. Naomi put her hands on her mouth, worried glances sent back and forth between the emperor and the blond man.

“Hades, old friend, stand. No need for that. Now that you know who I am, are you any more inclined to marry me?” Asked the emperor, once he regained his composure.

“Not really, no.”

The emperor’s lips twitched in a smile. “That’s good, because you’re not here to marry me. You’re marrying my heir.”

Again, Nico’s mouth popped open. The blond man behind the emperor stepped up, a smile lightening his freckled features.

“You are exactly as you were when we were kids,” he simply said.

Nico tilted his head to the side, finally connecting the dots. “Will.”

“I told you I’d marry you one day.” He’d kept a hand behind himself the whole time, and finally he showed it. He was holding a flower. “This is for you. I hope it’s still your favourite.”

When Nico took the poppy, his hands shook. He couldn’t quite believe what was happening. He didn’t remember much about Will Solace, but he was a kind, young boy, who saw the best in everybody. And now he was the emperor’s heir, and that in itself was quite unbelievable. Nico didn’t think he deserved somebody like Will Solace, but life wasn’t about what one deserved. So he went on with the wedding, and a week later he married William Solace.

[mxnkeydo]

doctor's orders ✧ a solangelo oneshot

✧ summary nico's only intention was to get a drink and take a break from the constant challenges of his life. little did he know that his world was about to be turned upside down by a blond-haired, blue-eyed doctor.

✧ genre fluff

✧ word count 1.85k

✧ warnings none

✧ A/N writing this was so fun!! it was inspired by a pinterest post i saw a month ago, and i knew it was made for solangelo. i hope ya'll like it, and happy belated birthday will! all credits go to @soia-jpg for the fan art on the banner. also, pls reblog, it would mean so much to me!! <3

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Nico DiAngelo woke up in an impossibly white room.

It was rather unnerving; after all, his own bedroom at home was dark and shady with no light other than the sun’s merciful gaze, which also retreated into the horizon as dusk fell. So when his eyes opened to the bright walls surrounding him, he flinched and closed them immediately, groaning as the pain in his stomach finally sank in. Slowly, surely, his senses started coming back to him; the soft cloth on his body, the cold, still feeling of the air around him like time had ceased to exist, the strong scent of artificial fragrances with a bitter undertone. Gently patting down his torso, Nico soon realized his jacket was gone–the one his sister had gifted him on his tenth birthday–and his feet were bare. Lying here in the small rectangular room made him feel cold and restless, a feeling he didn’t like one bit.

Suddenly, like a bursting dam, memories flooded into his mind. They were completely out of order, but Nico managed to piece them together. 

“Did you push me?”

“What if I did?”

“Oh, you’re so gonna get it, goth boy.”

Every movie made bar fights seem cool and tough, but in reality they were just petty fistfights between drunk people. Nico mentally berated himself for being so stupid, responding so rashly to that tattooed man. He just wanted one drink, really, one drink to forget…everything. One drink to take his mind off of things. But the after-affects made him regret all of it. If he was sober, he wouldn’t have stumbled into the large, muscled man next to him, and he most certainly wouldn’t have a throbbing black eye.

The lesson of the night? Being high alone was better than being high in public, because that just meant trouble for everyone.

But all that regret rushed by him and anger washed over him like a waterfall. Gushing anger, like the rush of blood thrpugh his veins. Bubbling anger, like a scalding pot of boiling water. He didn’t even know why – maybe he was still slightly drunk – but envisioning the man who’d given him so many bruises made Nico want to punch him where the light didn’t shine.

So when he heard light footsteps approaching, he blurted, “Fight me.” The exact words he’d recklessly said to the drunk man before he’d generously given him not one injury, but four: two punches to the jaw, one black eye, and a blow to the abdomen. It sort of sounded like a restaurant order, Nico thought deliriously.

“I’m sorry?”

A slender figure appeared over him, frowning with his head tilted. His bushel of blond curls made Nico want to reach up and touch them, though he was too tired and too beaten up to do so. This person seemed to glow, like the sun’s rays impersonized. 

But the thing that really caught his attention was his eyes. They were the clearest blue he had ever seen, like a crystal clear lake. Nico couldn’t bring himself to look away.

“Fight me,” he repeated in a daze.

“Okay, I think you should get some more rest, uh..” The man looked down at the clipboard in his hand, furrowing his brows. “Nicholas. Can you get some rest for me?”

“It’s Nico,” Nico snapped on instinct. The name Nicholas was long gone, lost forever, buried beside his sister. No one ever called him that anymore, and he didn’t want anyone to call him that either. That name had been for Bianca to use, and for Bianca only.

“My apologies. Nico, we’re going to give you some pills and have you go to sleep so the pain doesn’t bother you as much. Okay?”

Nico did nothing but stare with his mouth hanging open, his head spinning so his thoughts jumbled and mixed with one another. An image of his sister flashed in his mind as the events of the night before played over and over in his head like a broken videotape.

The man placed a mask on his face, making everything in his line of sight go blurry and then fade into a black void. “Bianca..fight…me?” Nico mumbled, his head lolling to the side.

And yet again, the darkness grasped Nico in its deadly embrace.

***

Nico got used to the white walls. It was inevitable; after all, he was due to be there for a week, minimum. He no longer winced when the brightness flooded his eyelids, and the constant hum of the hospital would lull him to sleep every night. It was different, yes, but it became routine.

What also became routine was seeing the doctor, that blond man with the blue eyes that seemed to peer into his soul whenever he turned his gaze towards him. It sent electrical shocks through Nico’s body, though he had no clue why that happened. It just…did. He found himself watching his movements, catching his breath when his arm brushed against his skin, making him shiver pleasurably. It was a new feeling. Now, Nico didn’t like new things, but this? This was something he could get used to.

Nico remembered the first time he’d really talked to him, apart from the dazed mutterings on the first night he’d arrived. He turned red all over just thinking about it. Dr. Solace had been adjusting the machine beside him when he started making small talk.

“Quite the injuries you’ve got there, Nico.”

“Uh…”

“You were drunk, yes?”

“Oh. Yeah.”

Nico had bowed his head bashfully after his comment, completely sure that he was going to receive a talk about how alcohol was not at all healthy for the human body. Instead, Dr. Solace said with a soft chuckle,

“I found it amusing, if I’m being honest. You said some delirious stuff. “Fight me’, you kept repeating. What was that about?”

“Oh… I was just high, I guess. People do stupid stuff when they’re high.”

After a short pause, he’d continued,

“Did you respond?”

Dr. Solace had laughed then, and it was a sound Nico had never heard before. It was the sound of twinkling stars in the night sky. It was the sound of everything good and everything wonderful.

“No. But I wouldn’t fight you if you begged me on your knees. I know you’d win. I can tell.”

The best part (and the part that had Nico blushing furiously) was when he winked, his eyes glittering mischeviously as he exited the room. Every time that moment came to mind was a moment of sheer bliss. It was very unlike himself to be fond of someone after a few days of their company, but William Andrew Solace managed to wiggle his way into Nico’s heart. It was strange, but Nico welcomed it. Seeing that sun of a smile was an experience he’d never get tired of.

Apart from the doctor that came in regularly, life was hell. Hell as in everything hurt like hell. It did get better, but the uneasy feeling in his abdomen every time he woke up from a nap never faded. Nor did the pain he felt when he touched his black eye with a touch as light as a feather. 

It wasn’t the best, but Will (yes, they were on a first name basis) was a ray of sunshine. And sunshine made things better. Didn’t it?

***

“How’s the eye, Nico?”

Will smiled gently as he walked in, his white coat billowing out behind him. Nico abruptly looked up from the book he was reading (a story about a sixth grade demigod on a quest) and shut it closed, placing it on his nightstand. 

“It’s okay. Getting better.”

“The cold compress is helping, I assume?”

“Yeah.” Nico watched as he wrote something down on his notepad.

“The jaw is fine?”

“Yes, except for the occasional pain.”

“And the stomach bruise is healing, right?”

Nico went quiet.

“Right?”

With no warning, Will pulled the blanket draped over Nico’s thin figure down to his waist, gently lifting up the hospital gown he was wearing. Nico felt his face heat up as the doctor studied his stomach, exhaling deeply every now and then. His fingers brushed the expanse of his stomach, grazing over the purple bruise. Nico’s breath caught in his throat, and was only released when Will covered his torso with the blanket once again.

“Why didn’t you tell me about this? That’s a nasty one,” Will finally said with a grimace. “That’s gonna take time to get better. I didn’t think it was very serious at first, but–” He raked a hand through his unruly hair. “I’ll have a nurse bring you an ice pack and some ibuprofen, that should help. In the meantime, get some more sleep.”

“More sleep?” Nico repeated incredulously. All he’d been doing for the past few days was sleeping on and off. If he slept any more, he was sure he was going to go into a coma.

“Yes, more sleep,” Will emphasized.

“But–”

“Doctor’s orders.”

Nico suddenly realized Dr. Solace was closer than he’d ever been before. He could spot the sparkle in his eyes, the slight upturn of his lips. 

“Fine,” he sighed, breaking the moment. He slid down so he was completely on his back, pulling his thin blanket up to his chin. Will shut off the lights after writing something else on his notepad, standing at the doorway.

Although Nico protested against taking rest, he found his eyelids growing heavier by the second. His sight went blurry as he finally closed them, his chest rising and falling with even breaths.

And as he went to sleep, he swore he heard an angelic voice say,

“Sweet dreams, Nico.”

***

Will wasn’t there when he woke up the next day. Today was the last of Nico’s time at the hospital, which meant he was free to go whenever he wanted. But, just in case Dr. Solace made an appearance again, he stayed. Sitting up in bed, Nico picked up his book and gingerly opened it, processing the words slowly. ADHD made reading incredibly hard, but Nico put up with it. Books were his escape from reality, where he had no one to care for, and no one to care for him. In the fictional stories he read, he found friends; imaginary ones, but friends nevertheless.

He had just started reading the first sentence on the page (the protagonist was just about to jump off the Gateway Arch, apparently) when he noticed a sliver of green peeking out just above the last page. Cautiously, he flipped to the end of the novel. There, on the back cover, was a sticky note. Nico quickly scanned its contents, a grin growing on his face as he did so. His heartbeat kicked up rapidly as he read it over and over again, even though he already had the words etched into his mind. He memorized the look of Will’s handwriting as he gazed at the sticky note:

771 Victoria Street, Bert’s Coffee House

Fight me? Doctor’s orders. ;)

[wisegirl-seaweedbrain]

i present to u, my nico di angelo head canons. they are all right bc i said so.

loves fall

he’s only short because he was malnourished

he still celebrates bianca’s birthday after she died

he doesn’t like pda because of the time he grew up in

he gets phantom pains a lot after the tartarus and getting kidnapped by giants thing

travis and connor took him under their wing while bianca was on the quest

he’s very overprotective of his friends and family because he’s lost almost everyone

he’s a slytherpuff. end of story.

he used to be an extrovert, he only started isolating himself after bianca died

he loves animals but they can sense death around him so they don’t like him

hades really does love him, it’s just awkward

him and will argue over the stupidiest stuff istg

never learned how to cook

the best gift giver ever

says he hates kids but is really good with them

he takes freezing showers

sleeps like every 3 days for like a total of 5 hours its insane

HATES mushy foods like mashed potatoes or bananas

loves the sound of birds in the morning

his bloodstream is literally 80% coffee and 20% sugar

he hums to himself when he thinks he’s alone

he’s fluent in so many languages

he’s a math/science guy

smells like burnt sage and amber

he’s evolved from mythomagic to d&d

[etfrin]

Tyler started out as Taylor (I will use T until we get to the transitioning) Grace, a two year old who survived being chased by a giant with Thalia after Jason got yoinked by Lupa and her wolves, and was raised by Annabeth, Chiron, Luke, and Dionysis (only bc Zeus made him). 5 years passed and Annabeth met Percy who, by default met T. T would always cling to Annabeth no matter what, until she had to leave Camp Half-Blood for her quest, leaving the child alone and nervous. T stayed with Chiron and trained in archery, as a gift from Apollo (he decides that T didn't deserve to lose Thalia like that and thought abt how he would be if Artemis and him were mortal and he lost her), they turned out really talented. Skipping to The Titans Curse, T wakes up to the Hunters of Artemis, plus Percy, Grover, Bianca, and Nico arriving at camp on his birthday. When he found out Annabeth had been captured, the newly ten year old almost turned Percy into a fried fish from rage yelling, "YOU PROMISED, YOU FUCKING PROMISED TO PROTECT HER JACKSON, IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU" (they earned a potty mouth at a young age thx to drunk Dionysis) only to be grabbed by Thalia and the shock on Ts face from seeing their sister again after hearing all the stories about her made him burst into tears and hug her tight and began to tell Thalia everything they've done. Once the Zoë, Bianca, Thalia, and Grover left (with Percy sneaking out), T took the time to get to know Nico and play Mythomagic with him and T said, "I wish I was a boy..." to which Nico said, "Well you are one cause you look like one, mio amico!" T took this chance to say "Yeah... yeah and now I'm Tyler!!" And the two had been close ever since. Once everyone came back, Tyler came to find Nico crying about Bianca and offered to leave with him. So they did. All the years of training kept them alive throughout the winter and Tyler consoled, and officially came out to Nico as a transman and gay, and, after defining those to Nico, Nico merely said... "You're like me?" Over the years, they've stayed together and fought together.

When Nico and Tyler are forced to come out to Cupid in front of Jason, they choose to stay away from everyone and we'll, yk lore goes on.

When Nico and Will get together, Tyler is Nicos biggest supporter and will commit crimes against anyone homophobic and in return, the couple get mortal funds for Tyler to at least get top surgery.

For his 18th birthday, he gets a ginger cat and names her Artemis

His face claim is a music artist named Rojuu

damm, your oc seems awesome and very thought out! he's a cat person after all :))

[heroes-of-olympus-next-gen]

Day 4: Family meeting

Will entered the front door of his house to the sound of many people talking all at once. He left his stuff by the entrance and walked to their home office, where all the noise was coming from. The door was wide open and arguing was evident.

“Will, you’re late.” Reyna exclaimed mid-argument with Rachel who was sitting next to her. Hazel was sitting on a chair next to Nico who looked like he needed someone to back him up.

“Hello to you, too, Reyna. What am I late for?” He asked as after his 12 hour shift at the hospital, he just wanted to shower and sleep and not put up with riddles and puzzles.

“Didn’t you tell him?” Rachel questioned his husband this time. In the meantime, Will sat down as he found the whole situation very amusing although tiring.

“I kind of have forgotten you would all show up here.” Nico said. Then, he turned to Hazel. “I knew you were coming; I never forget you.”

Rachel and Reyna both glared at him before they continued talking. “We’re here to decide what to get Bee, Ryder and Jasmine for Christmas.” Rachel explained.

Will immediately felt touched that their friends were so close to their kids, but at the same time he was sure they had to come all this way for gifts. “You shouldn’t have. You don’t have to get them anything or stress too much about it.”

“That’s what I’ve been telling you for the past thirty minutes.” Nico came to his side. He liked the fact that they were always on the same side when it came to raising their children.

“We didn’t come to ask for you permission. I know you have three letters addressed to Santa and I am going to make sure that they get every single on them.” Hazel said nonchalantly. Will smiled as Hazel seemed the most harmless out of the three, but still she was the one who could get her way.

“Don’t smile like that.” Nico whispered to him as he was sure he was going to agree with their friends.

“I give up. I’ll bring the letters.” He said.

“They are right here.” Rachel raised them from the desk. Of course they had already brought the letters. “Should we start?”

“Sure.” Nico said, giving up himself.

“Bianca wants-“

“Dibs on the Princess Castle.” Reyna said before Rachel finished he phrase.

“You don’t what it says.”

“Oh, please. I know my goddaughter.” She replied. “I’m buying it.”

“I think we should write everything down. Like who gets what and everything.” Hazel said and got up to get some paper.

“Hazel-“ Nico tried to talk but Rachel gave him the letters.

“We’re here to help you out. Tell us what you’re planning on buying them.”

“We bought the dolls Bianca wanted and the doll she chose for Jasmine, the dollhouse and the build-a-bear. My mum is getting her the guitar and Ryder’s car. Cecil is getting Ryder, the basketball hoop he wants, but we haven’t decided anything else.”

“Why did Cecil get to pick before us?” Rachel asked.

“Because he was with Ryder when he saw it.” Nico explained. “Let’s continue, Bianca’s painting kit.”

“That’s obvious.” Rachel said. “I can get the books I saw there too.”

“Ryder asked for Star Wars lego sets and I quote “Bianca’s Yoda.”

“Write me down.” Hazel proposed.

“There’s nothing else. That’s it. Again, you really don’t have to, but thank you.” Nico said.

“It’s not a big deal. I get a big pay check and I have nowhere to spend it. You’re doing me a favour. And obviously I’m buying more for them.” Reyna said smiling, but before anyone could insist she got up, “I’m going to pick up Bianca from her ballet lesson. Rachel are you joining me?”

“For sure. See you later.”

“You’re staying for dinner.” Nico stated as his sister got up as well. “Where are you going?”

“I’ll go find Frank at Percy and Annabeth’s. Reyna is not the only one meeting her godchildren while in New York.” Hazel said and smiled as she closed the door behind her.

“We’re so lucky to have them.” Will exclaimed.

“Couldn’t have done it without them.”

[ashboy-3]

Nico's Seeing Eye Ghost

Prompt: based off fanart by @minuiko Fandom: Percy Jackson Words: 3349 Summary: Nico has been blind his whole life ever since he was born, but he never had a need to tell anyone. He had his ghost friends to lead him so why would he tell anyone. He was able to tell the difference between the monster, the humans, and the demigods so as far as he was concerned it was his business, but maybe sharing it with his friends would take the weight off of his shoulders just a little.

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Nico always had trouble seeing for as long as he could remember the world was black. Sometimes he would see a grey, or what he thought was grey and a white glows. Whenever he mentioned the white his mama said it was the living but when he mentioned the grey his mama said that they were the passing. Oddly enough the only thing Nico could ever see clearly was the dead.

The first time it happened Nico was around three and while he doesn’t remember it his sister does. Mama walked into the living room from the kitchen and saw the boy talking in rapid Italian to what he claimed to be a very pretty lady. The ghost always had nice silver and see-through outlines that were surrounded by the black. According to his mama, it was a gift of sight from his father.

Then they were whisked off to the Lotus hotel and were there for years. Nico had no need to really tell anyone he was blind because in those years he made a friend. It was a ghost, but she was a very pretty young girl around the age of eight who had been dead for years. She was one out of the three ghosts that Nico often had helped him, not that he knew he was summoning them.

She normally played games with him and they had long conversations in the night about mytho magic and how Nico wished Hades was real as she laughed at him and they told each other stories. Her name was Lana. Bianca always teased him that she was his girlfriend even though sometimes she didn’t believe him that she was there. Bianca thought that Lana was just an imaginary friend.

When they got taken out of the hotel and bought to the wilderness school to be rescued by demigods sent a whole new panic. Bianca was already protective of her brother and both agreed to not tell these strangers anything about their sight, after all, memories of World War II were still very fresh in their minds. So Nico kept Lana a secret and she secretly guided him when Bianca wasn’t around.

When the two got claimed everything seemed to fit right in place and if Nico had his sight he bet the realization of everything to do with his’s sight was on her face. She knew how he could see the two colors. How he could easily see the outline of a ghost. How Lana had really been there all these years helping her brother. It was when the two were alone that Bianca for the first time in her life used her powers to summon Lana and thank her for helping her brother.

When the hunt offered Bianca a position she didn’t know how to feel. They made it seem like Nico would just be fine at this camp all by himself but somehow she knew that wasn’t right. They made it seem like Nico had Percy and that was all he needed, but Percy didn’t know about Nico’s sight and he didn’t know about the ghost. Didn’t fully know the extent of what Nico had been through. Cause while Nico had never seen the bombs or the war or death he sensed it. He could tell when people were dying, could hear the bombs as they went off, hear the screams of their neighbors as everything was getting destroyed.

On the other hand, they really did need her on this quest so she made a decision and talked to Nico about it. There was going to be no confirmation or denying on if she was joining the hunt and if she did they wouldn’t be able to stop her from seeing her brother. She would go on this quest as a test run and see what happens afterward.

She didn’t know that her brother had asked Jackson to watch over him. She didn’t know that she was going to die or that her death was going to be blamed on the poor boy.

When the news reached Nico he felt it before he heard it. He somehow knew that his sister was no longer on the living plane, but he didn’t want to believe that. He couldn’t believe that, so he held out hope. He hoped and hoped and hoped that he wore the biggest smile on his face when Percy and the girls returned only for Percy to tell him what he already knew, that his sister, his only family member left was dead.

Nico ran. He was crying and while he knew the gods were real he still prayed to the God he knew about longer in Italian. The one that he heard multiple people praying to and was forced to go to church every Sunday for. Sure the gods were probably laughing at him, but Nico needed this familiar feeling. The feeling that he could still have hope for her soul and if you asked Nico and were able to get a real answer out of him, then he would tell you that this would be the time that he truly first felt death.

The titan war came and while Nico was doing his best to redeem his actions from the labyrinth he was also fighting his feeling for the boy who, in his mind, killed his sister. Not to mention that those feelings weren’t right, no matter what Lana said. 

So Nico grabbed Percy dragged him to the underworld and gave him the Achille’s heel. The titan war was soon over and while his father gifted him with many things for his sight Nico wanted to ask for one more.

“Father,” Nico got on a knee in front of his father’s throne and while it was odd, Nico usually just walks in, his father told him to rise.

“I know you’ve gifted me with many things to help with my sight, but I’m scared I’m going to hit a mortal or a kid or a demigod. Please father give me one more color so I can see the monsters?” Nico asked, and while Nico had gotten good without his sight he still couldn’t see mortals or demigods, he could just see a barely clear enough white outline. 

“Of course my son,” Hades said with a wave of his hand, and while Nico felt no difference he felt like he would be able to tell where the monsters would be with a barely seeable new color. Not much his dad could do in that apartment.

“Son?” Hades asked as Nico looked at his father with a shake of his head to show he acknowledged it, “walk with me.”

The underworld was probably the safest place Nico felt walking without needing ghost help. For some reason, he felt like his mind already knew exactly where to step. He didn’t need a ghost to guide him in the world of the dead. Never have and never will.

“Son, I know that you are doing good on your own but maybe it’s time to settle down and stop seeing the world.  Maybe it’s time for you to go back to camp and if you don’t I completely understand I just worry about you,” Hades spoke as Nico stiffened.

“I know how to take care of myself,” Nico grumbled.

“That, I don’t doubt but think of how much better it’d be if you had some friends,” Hades said with a smile that made Nico sigh. Anytime he was at camp he had to deal with Percy’s perfect everything and he really didn’t want to face those feelings. Then because he acts weird anytime Percy is around everyone just assumes he has a crush on Annabeth which no thank you. It’s just the thought of having to go through all of that doesn’t sound very good.

“I’d rather not. I like visiting, but I don’t think it’s the place for me to stay.”

“I understand. Then, can I offer an alternative?” Hades asked as Nico quirked an eyebrow towards his father.

“Hera is cooking something up, and while I don’t really like her plans she has asked you for a favor, and in return, she will grant you any wish you could possibly want,” Hades told him and Nico had to really think about it.

If he could have any wish, he could get his sight. He could actually be able to see everything going on in his life. He would finally find out what the color red is or what the color blue is. Nico had always heard the sky and ocean were blue but had to always take everyone else’s word for it. If he did this task for Hera he would be able to see everyone’s faces. He still has a picture of Bianca and his mother. If he had his sight he would be able to finally see how pretty they both were.

“She really did say anything?” Nico asked with hope.

“Anything,” Hades assured.

“What’s the job?” Nico asked with a newfound determination. She wants you to go undercover at the camp of Jupiter and pretend to be an ambassador of Pluto,” Hades said smoothly.

“Jupiter. . .Pluto??? Are those different gods?” Nico asked.

“They are our roman forms. Hera thinks that another war is coming and the only way to win is to unite the camps. I don’t know what all she has a plan but she says that she needs someone on the inside from both of the camps. So can you do it?” Hades asked him.

“No problem,” Nico smirked.

To Nico it wasn’t really a problem at all he traveled between both camps and the underworld and even found Hazel and brought her back.

The problems came when the doors of death weren’t staying closed and Nico fully believed that he was the only one who could close them but he didn’t know if Tartarus was going to work like the rest of the underworld or if he was going to need Lana, and if he did need Lana he didn’t know if he was going to be able to summon her.

Then Nico got stuck in a pot and was in a half-dead state for a lot longer than he’d like to admit, until he had to be rescued by the seven, the worse had yet to come. The worse part was when he had to confront cupid with Jason in tow.

As Nico confessed his love for the son of Poseidon to Jason and thought that they could grab the scepter and leave cupid had other plans.

“Not so fast child of the dead,” Cupid said with a laugh.

“What now I told not only you but Jason everything!” Nico said angrily.

“You didn’t tell us everything though. You told us the matters of your heart for the boy, but the only way you can truly be who you want to be is you need to tell the truth about you,” Cupid said and Nico was shocked. It couldn’t have been that he was gay, no, cause he had just told Jason that and there was only one other thing that could possibly be for him to confess.

“I don’t need to tell anyone cause I am fine on my own!” Nico said angrily trying to grab the weapon.

“Is that why Lana is here? You don’t need to tell anyone. Have you ever thought about what you’re pulling her from or if she was doing something? You just make sure she’s always there at your beck and call. If you accept it, you really want to live a true and fulfilling life and prove your worth you have to be fully true to yourself,” Cupid said softly.

“It’s okay Nico. I’m not going to judge you. No one will judge you. We all care for you,” Jason comforted him as best as he could but Nico could only cry as he looked cupid right in the eyes and spoke, “I’m blind. I’ve been blind since the day I was born.”

The weapon was handed to him and when they walked out Nico shook Jason’s hand off of his shoulder. 

“If you tell anyone about anything you heard in there I will be sure to kill you to the hardest extent and don’t you dare treat me like I’m fragile. I’ve taken care of myself for fifteen years. I didn’t need anyone’s help then and I don’t need it now,” Nico said angrily as he walked away from Jason, Lana leading him back towards the Argo two.

The war had ended and Nico had confessed his feeling for Percy but had decided something else that Percy wasn’t his type and while Reyna smacked over the head for finding out he was transporting a statue halfway across the world with no vision thinking he could do it alone, he felt loved by her. He couldn’t see it but he could tell the absolute worry in her eyes and how much she would kill him if he died from something stupid.

It truly was the end of the world and the Olympian council, plus Hades, had ordered all the seven, plush coach Hedge, Nico, and Reyna to be there. Zeus was trying to turn Percy and Annabeth into gods but both declined instead asking for something different and it was the same for all of them until it landed on Nico and Hera did the one thing that Nico hates her most for.

“Nico di Angelo you did well and when I told your father that I would give you anything in our power for your part I truly meant it. Now it is your sight that you want correct. To see the world and all of its colors and beauty?” she asked and the shocked faces from most of the people in the room were not what Nico needed.

Nico looked past Hera towards Lana as she smiled a sad smile at probably seeing him leave but Nico only smiled at her and shook his head.

“Thank you, Hera, but no thank you,” Nico said as Lana jumped towards him truly happy, no way was Nico going to be leaving his first friend just to see a few boring colors.

“But Hades told me about your dilemma! How you could finally see the faces of your friends and family. How do you want to see if the sky is truly blue? If I can’t give you your sight then what can we give you?” she asked.

“I want to give Lana another chance at life if you will allow it, father?” Nico asked as he knew this was a hard thing for his father to do. To let someone who died have a chance at living.

“Are you sure Nico? She won’t be there to help you anymore. I mean, of course, we’re going to bring her back to the age she died at and just let her continue and we’ll give her sight so she can enter the camp and everything but are you sure?” Hades asked him and Nico didn’t look towards him for his answer he looked to his side at Lana and asked her.

“I know you want a second chance, but I know you don’t want to leave me so what do you say? Want a second chance?” Nico asked her.

“Nico you wanted your sight forever! How can you just pass that up?” she asked him.

“Because I can live without my sight. I have for fifteen years and I will for the rest of my life, It’s not something that’s wrong with me, but I can’t live with hearing you talk about how you died so suddenly. It wasn’t your fault what your father did to you. You were only a kid. If anyone deserves a second chance I think it’s you. It’s the one who has been by my side since I was three. The one who taught me how to dodge. The one who pushed me to always take care of myself. You’re my sister and I only want what’s best for you,” Nico told her, but to everyone else, but Hazel and Hades, he was talking to thin air.

“Then if your sure and if Lord Hades accepts, then I would like another chance at living as long as I have my brother by my side,” she said as she grabbed Nico’s hand.

“As you wish,” Hades said with a wave of his hand a small eight-year-old girl with long brown hair and chocolate brown eyes with white skin and freckles covering her whole face appeared next to Nico holding his hands.

“Wow! I’m really here! I’m alive again! I have a heartbeat! Your friends can see me!” Lana said excitedly and while the gods normally don’t care for mortals it was a rare sight to see a child so happy from such a sad circumstance.

“Guess you’ll have to introduce us to your new friend Neeks!” Percy and Jason said as they appeared beside the child of death.

“This is Lana. She’s been with me for as long as I can remember and she’s my sister now,” Nico said as skull and crossbones appeared above her head.

“While she may not be my daughter I can still give her my blessing. After all, she has helped my son through some tough times,” Hades said happily and soon all the demigods and Lana were back at camp.

The others did find it weird to see Nico smiling while a girl who no one at camp had ever seen before guided him through it like it was second nature. To Nico this was normal. Lana was never going to stop looking out for him.

“Hey, death breath who’s your friend?” Will Solace asked with a smile.

“I’m Lana, Nico’s little sister. We were just looking for you! Nico has something he wants to say!” Lana said as she pushed Nico towards Will, but not leaving him completely.

Now that she was alive she was no longer going to let Nico suffer in his self-doubt and self-hatred. The man had a crush on the son of Apollo and was going to confess his feeling if it was the last thing she does. While it took her brother some time to get some words out all it took was one push from her before the two had their lips crashing together.

“I-I- I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to kiss you, but I mean it’s not like your a bad kisser or that I didn’t want to kiss you cause I really did Ma quello che sto cercando di dire è che mi piaci davvero e mi piaci per un po', quindi per favore, per favore, esci con me perché in questo momento sento che tutti ci stanno guardando e sto andando nel panico e tu puoi Non capisci niente di quello che sto dicendo, vero?” Nico said switching to italian accidentally.

“What he means to say is that he was wondering if you would like to go on a date with him?” she asked.

“I’d love to!” Will said with a smile, “After you get to the infirmary cause I hear someone has been shadow traveling again,” Will said with a glare to intimidate Nico, but Lana just giggled. 

“The glare won’t work on him! He can’t see! C’mon Nico to the infirmary!” Lana said happily with the innocence of an eight-year-old as she grabbed Nico’s hand to guide him, but the whole camp saw what happened and all they could think was ‘what the absolute fuck.’

Nico on the other hand had no idea he could be this happy with Lana being alive and still leading him all the while being the annoying little sister she truly is. And While Lana doesn’t come with him everywhere the idea of the two being separated for longer than three days drives them crazy as they start to worry about the other. All in all, they’re really happy living out their true selves.

[stygicniron]

Nico frowned at the pile of dirty clothes across the room. Better look at that than try to meet Percy's expression. He wasn't fully sure what he would do if he met Percy's searing gaze, what confession might tumble out, or broiling emotions might declare themselves first. Frankly, Nico would rather that none of them escaped at the moment, considering how muddled and confused everything was, but he knew already that he'd said the wrong thing.

Percy was suspicious, and even if Nico wasn't looking at his face, he saw the way his weight shifted to expect a question to follow. Maybe he would just turn around and leave if Percy tried to probe.

Only he didn't and Nico couldn't help the wave of relief rolling over him as Percy tried to give some kind of reassurance, weak as it was. Well, if Percy was avoiding responsibility recently, at least he was avoiding this too. Nico swallowed back bile. "I've got a plan," he answered simply, although he couldn't tell if he sounded reassuring or not.

Nodding a little at Percy's words, he jammed his hands further into his pocket. "Spaghetti sounds good," he said a moment later, remembering his manners. Gods above and below, this was too much. Hades refused to say anything more about his sister unless Nico got Percy down to the Underworld, and getting Percy down to the Underworld seemed to be the best plan that they had so far when it came to defeating Luke.

But the anger still seared at his core, eyes watching Percy as the guy left the room, although the anger wasn't necessarily directed at Percy any longer, that didn't mean it was gone for good. It wasn't just anger, though, as something like guilt niggled in the back of his mind, a worry that maybe, maybe Hades had some other plan for wanting to talk to Percy.

And beyond that, deeper than that. Something even more bitter ached around Nico's heart, a keening whining every time he looked at Percy, and he forced himself to look away from the door, pacing around Percy's room to find something else to do. It was impossible, it didn't matter. Just like bringing Bianca back was impossible.

Percy found Nico poking at a model boat Percy had presumably built at some point, although it could have been a gift, Nico didn't know. Pointer finger idly flicked at the propeller on the ship, watching it spin before coming to a stop, repeating the action again.

Percy had to bite his tongue before he answered with an agitated, Yes, thank you. I’m supremely and painfully aware of the world ending and my part in aiding or stopping it. So cool of you to keep nagging me. Really, he deserved some sort of reward for keeping it behind his teeth, for managing to swallow the bitterness before it burst forth unrestrained as the sea: he was getting partially better at that. Maybe it helped that he knew Nico was right. (Frustratingly so.) Maybe it helped that he knew Nico wasn’t who he was really mad at—that a ruling part of himself cheekily noted He’s only trying to lend a hand. Because maybe the son of Hades felt a little guilty himself… for the way things had been sour between them.

And maybe Percy was secretly grateful that the pestering came from a good place. Endlessly annoying as it was.

He could’ve sworn—for the briefest moment—Nico was actually sort of smiling. Well, it was more like a grimace, but Percy didn't figure Nico really knew how to smile nowadays— Not in the way he used to, and surely that smile Percy remembered on the carefree ten-year-old would never return, but it was… progress. He hoped.

Remember what Percy had said earlier about misplaced optimism? Yeah, hold on to that thought. Tight. We’re gonna keep this theme going.

Because if Percy was going to keep his anger in check, then naturally someone else had to take up the mantle. With only two people here in his room, guess who that had to be. The abrupt shift to Nico’s spat words did enough to make Percy flinch all on its own. What came after… Well, he wasn’t sure what word could be used to describe it, but the vortex of feelings contained, at the very least, confusion, frustration, shame, concern— Basically all really great things to be feeling. Y’know. Typical Tuesday.

One thing was very clear in that mess, though. One sentiment created from the murky waters roiling within: What are you hiding from me?

“Uh… No. It’s— You’re good, dude. No worries.” He shifted his weight between his feet. “I’m glad you’ve… got it under control, apparently.” But Percy didn’t figure that was the whole of it. Not by a long shot. He just made a mental note not to press him in the future. (Too bad it was going to drive him insane wondering what was actually going on. C’mon, man. I need to be worrying about this too?) 

Deep breaths were good. Percy also released a steadying sigh of his own. “Great,” he lied, clapping his hands as if to settle the very unsettled matter. “So, yeah. Are you cool with spaghetti?” There was a joke somewhere in here. “I’ll nab some and then we can… talk, or whatever. Be right back.”

[glassamphibians]

something abt hades passing that skull ring down to bianca and then her passing it down to nico is so mmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[doevademe]

First of all, thank you for blessing the mostly dead percico tag with your writting. Now, I look forward to your drabbles when I check the tag.

Second of all as a prompt I propose the following: Nico gets de-aged to his 11 years old self, memory and all (so he s technically stuck between the time frame of 'after getting rescued by Percy but before Bianca s death'). Percy ofc, loving husband that he is, takes care of him till he goes back to himself. But this time around he can t help but find little, well of questions, happy go lucky Nico just adorable and softness ensues. (Please don't make it angsty 😭)

Percy wondered why Hebe considered this a "gift".

It was true most adults wished for one more day as a careless kid, but without the memories of being an adult, 24 hours as a kid lost all charm.

(Not to mention Hebe had "bestowed" it upon Nico in lieu of actual payment. If Nico didn't have a blacklist, she would be the first name)

"Percy, Percy!" the boy said excitedly as he jumped around. "Can we stay a bit longer? I haven't seen all the temples yet!"

Still, Percy couldn't help but melt at the adorableness that was eleven year old Nico.

It had been surprisingly easy to convince Nico he was Percy, just grown up. The challenge had been to catch him as he ran from Hebe's temple to every shiny statue and building around Olympus.

"Sorry, kiddo, but staying on Olympus requires some special permissions we don't have."

"Aww," he kicked at the cloudy floor in disappointment. "How are we getting back to camp, then?"

Percy smiled at him. He remembered Nico like this. Excitable and happy about the magical world he had just discovered was real.

"We're not going to camp, Nico. I'm taking you home," he said. "We'll take the elevator, and then ride on a giant Hellhound."

Nico's eyes widened and he jumped at Percy's arms, hugging his neck. Percy struggled to catch him.

"That's so cool!" He gushed. "You are so much cooler when you're older, Percy!"

He let Nico down gently and took his hand. Nico blushed cutely as he guided them towards the elevator.

"S-so, did you ever find out if you were good at surfing?" He asked shyly as the elevator doors closed. Percy blinked and chuckled.

"I did, turns out I'm not," he said lightly. "Even if I can control the waves, I still need boring old balance to stay on the board."

"Ohh," Nico said, nodding. "Do I ever find out who my godly parent is? Do I have magic? Why are you taking me to your home and not camp?"

"Slow down!" Percy said. He forgot how intense Nico was as a kid. "I'll answer all your questions, once we're home."

"Home..." Nico said, he looked at their still linked hands. "Do you know... about me?"

"Huh?"

"That I'm not... that I like..."

"I do, you told me yourself," he said, voice gentle.

"Oh," he said. "And it doesn't bother you?"

"Why would it?" He asked, laughing. It was then that he decided that he was going to make de-aged Nico's day. "When you get older, we'll date."

Nico's mouth opened in shock. He looked back at their hands, and squeezed as hard as he could.

"No. Freaking. Way!" He shouted. "Do we kiss? Where was our first date? What did I do that made you like me back?"

"What did I say about questions?"

Nico pouted.

"To wait until we get home... our home?" He realized. "We live together... because we're dating!"

Nico moved so fast he was practically vibrating. Percy ruffled his hair, bringing back his blush.

"Whoa!" Nico exclaimed as he gazed upon Mrs. O'Leary. "Is this your hellhound?"

"She's ours," he corrected. "If we're being honest, she's been ours since before we started dating."

Nico ran up to her and buried his face against her giant paw. The giant dog sniffed him briefly before liking him, almost drowning the kid in her slobber.

Nico just laughed, delighted. Somehow he managed to climb on top of her, and looked at Percy expectantly.

"Come on, let's go home! I have like a million questions!"

Percy smiled. Tomorrow morning, Nico would be back to normal, grown up and sarcastic, the man he loved. Today though, he would be the happiest kid on Earth. Percy would make sure of it.

"Right behind you," he called.

Maybe Hebe really did give Nico a good gift.

She was still a cheapskate, though.