#pls excuse my nobel prize in literature level writing

[kindred-spirit-93]

kicked myself in the feels today by thinking about bianca ft. a smol nico

so to set the scene: after a pit stop at camp it is now time for the huntresses to depart for their quest, and the di angelo siblings must part ways.

nico isnt too pleased to see his sister go. hes been quite happy at camp so far; playing with his mythomagic cards, taste testing in the kitchens, playing pirates and making new friends. why must she leave? no one's forcing her he sulks, wrapped in his sheets like a caterpillar.

he very nearly doesnt bid her farewell in his childish display of displeasure. hilal manages to convice him last minute however, secretly fearing the worst, and so he does, reluctantly at first, but warmth and reconciliation soon fall over the two as they embrace, both at peace. if nico knew then what he knows now he wouldnt have let go.

the touching display of affection both warms and crushes hilals soul. she misses her brother more than she could put into words. it was taking her everything to not break down there and then in full view of the world. dont you dare ruin this, she warns herself. breathe. we'll go over everything tonight i promise, just breathe.

the sound of nico's boyish giggles bring her back to reality. she looks up and meets bianca's gaze, giving her a long and lingering smile. the warmest she has, and from the depths of her heart she wishes her luck and safety. hilal cant shake off the heaviness in the pit of her stomach. something hot and bitter rises in her throat. too much.

grateful, and relieved to see nico will be well looked after, she grins and waves her last, the taste of freedom sweet on her tongue yet.

-

it was ten days left till hilal's birthday, and she had enlisted the help of nico to taste test for her a few new recipies for a cake. it was quite surprising how fast shed grown fond of him. she saw a lot of badr in him she thought honestly to herself. maybe too much, she worried. ill only wind up hurting myself and those around me by latching onto anyone. i cant risk it. she looked at her hands. i dont want to hurt.

her spiralling was interrupted by a chocolate covered nico demanding more sugar. the audacity.

"absolutely not young man. look at the state of you!" he stuck his tongue out at her and she stuck hers right back at him. he ran out of the room flailing his arms and wailing his injustices in italian. cackling at the drama queen that he was, hilal turns around to presume washing the tins and trays and ignore the growing hole in her heart.

not a minute later, small arms find their war around her middle. she blinks, and the air leaves her lungs for a second as she registers whats happening. a second passes, two, three...

the arms suddenly tighten and a face presses into her back furiously moving right and left. a few words are mumbled, but hilal cant hear anything over the buzzing in her ears. she looks down and half expects to have spilt something warm all over herself. no. its just nico. another muffled 'pardon me'. why on earth is he apologising?

then it hits her. a gasp alerts nico that hes been exposed. she turns around sharply to catch him but he squeals and runs off giggling. she looks down at her apron to see it covered in buttercream and sprinkles. she replays the scene in her head, dread building in her guts.

she holds her breath and reaches to the back of her dress where nicos face was burrowed just a moment before. her hand returns with chocolate and even more sprinkles. it hits her a second time and she realises his muffled words were in fact 'perdonami'. her jaw drops to the floor and an unholy shriek of laughter gathers in the back of her throat. she pinches the bridge of her nose and yells instead.

"NICO!"

that was the last time she saw him for a very, very long time. if hilal knew then what she knows now she would have held him back

welp this started as bianca angst, and i genuinely have no idea how i ended up with baby nico shenanigans. and then my brain said go forth and add more angst. i hurt all over ugh ;-;

bianca (according to the wiki) took her oath on december 14, was killed on the 18th, and nico leaves camp on the 21st.

also double meaning on that last line mwahahaha interpret it as u wish ;)

[kindred-spirit-93]

good morning from my 9am lecture! my words are bright, fuzzy, pretty, and terror & ill be working with my riordanverse oc Hilal :)

lil disclaimer: since i dont have stuff written down, this is all off the top of my head, which as i understand it is the point of this, but in case im mistaken im sorry lol.

TERROR

it was way, way past curfew, and hilal was enjoying the freezing cold less and less by the second. The other campers didnt mention anything like this when they got claimed. But to be fair, i was nothing like the other campers. For one thing i came here at 18; campers leave at 18! This is ridiculous, i scowled at the dark, and threw a look over my shoulder. Still no one.

I crossed my arms tighter in effort to retain what little warmth i had left and express displeasure at my predicament. Multitasking. I tried to not let my thoughts stray too far into their usual path to painful territory. Its been almost a year now, and the grief just doesnt seem to ease.

My eyes started to water, and i genuinely couldnt tell if it was my emotions or the cold. i felt lightheaded after blowing my nose, so i closed my eyes and tried to breathe slowly for a moment. The last thing i needed was to lose consciousness in the middle of the night. I shuddered at the thought.

then a chill of another kind swept over me. Cold, calculating, almost cruel. Immediately every nerve in my body fired and every sense heightened. Holding my breath i turned around slowly to try to identify the cause of the fear, the unease that struck me. Still nothing.

I was starting to panic now, there was something watching me, someone in the shadows. My breathing picked up and my heart embarrassingly gave away how much this was affecting me. Fear morphed into terror as i saw the dark materialise before my eyes.

A tall figure made of what i can only describe as the fabric of the night towered over me, but there was a good distance between us, i noted. like it mattered, i mourned. The last traces of sanity had officialy left me at the mercy of death figuratively and literally.

realising i didnt have any options, i decided that id better go on about this with what dignity i could muster. Standing straighter than i had in years, and praying for this to be over and done with, i finally met the gaze that bore into me.

Things were starting to fall into place. I found my voice, smaller than i liked, and with a last look at the way the moon reflected in his eyes, i cleared my throat.

"Lord Hades?"

the end mwahahahaha >:]

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Wow, I'm finally doing this game where I just have one tag to go through! This shouldn't be nearly as long!

I'll ignore I don't say again like that to make it rhyme

Rain - from The Secret Portal Part One (Maddie POV)

As we came closer, I could see a chunk of metal about two feet in diameter. Only, it didn’t seem rusted at all. We’d talked about how oxygen reacted with metals and rusted them in science class, and I found it super cool but couldn’t remember if all metals rusted or not. This was either a normal occurrence or something irregular, and I didn’t know which one it was! Wait, maybe it had something to do with rain…. Does it rain here? Is that important!? Agh, it bothered me that I couldn't remember.

Mainly coming from me realizing a beginning of year sixth grader may not know this part of chemistry.

Pain - from The Secret Portal Part One (Lexi POV)

I tried to sit on the grass to contemplate everything when I hit something hard. I cried out in pain and shot up, rubbing the now-sore spot—feeling awkward even though no one was around. I turned to see what I hit and jumped when I saw millions of colors shoot up from the ground. I looked around and watched the endless field disappear from view.

Did you know in the previous draft, Lexi hit her head? Ouch.

Drain(ed) - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Ash POV)

With the couches, kitchen, and center of the living room all taken, all the kids were forced to sit in the corners. Hannah was practically in the hallway standing next to Reyna and Adrian’s daughter Rachel. Mikey was with Rachel’s brother Hunter sitting under the kitchen counter. And I stood in the corner with Amanda (Hunter and Rachel’s middle-sibling), and Charlie (Aurora and… Randall’s daughter). I felt trapped as the overload of conversations weighed on my ears. I had to focus my attempts to remember everyone’s name and relation all day, and I was drained. It didn’t help that I had to suppress my telepathic abilities, lest I go insane. My brain felt itchy. Too much information, almost.

Ash having an extended family gathering over here and is not enjoying it.

Again - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Maddie POV)

I rocked back and forth on my feet. Kelsey and Hye-Jin were running later than usual. I yawned to myself as I fiddled with Wilfredo in my hands. My tongue ran over my teeth, and I wished once again March would come sooner so I could get my braces off.

Wilfredo is Maddie's amigurumi tiger!

Alright that was a lot shorter. I miss this. I feel free.

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