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#nico di angelo X male reader
bagerfluff · 4 months
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Nico: Hold the fuck up!
Y/n: Excuse me?
Nico: I said "Hold the fuck up"
Nico: I'm the fuck up
Nico: Hold me
Y/n: *With Nico in their arms and petting Nico's head* You've had a rough time lately, huh
Nico: *Face buried in Y/n's shoulder* Mhmm
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bomber-grl · 3 months
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Nico Di Angelo x Son of the fates ♾️
Pairing(s): Nico Di Angelo x Male! Reader
The request was one of the specific fates but I feel like my hcs could be applicable to any
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Definitely an interesting dynamic
When you’re first introduced to each other there isn’t much interest but then he hears your godly parent
I’d imagine that there would be a ton of thoughts going through his head but one especially comes to mind
That would be Bianca
Sure, he’s learned to accept what happened but the pain and need for her still exists- even if it’s a bit different
You two were introduced in a group, probably while things were being discussed in the big house between cabins
Either way you peak his interest and his eyes follow you wherever you go
Unbeknownst to him, you’re aware of this-
Not many people know but you’re able to see glimpses of the future and especially in visions
And lesser known? You’re even able to manipulate the fates of people
With some limits of course but it’s still all the same
So when Nico approaches you it’s probably in the middle of the night and asks you a single question
“Could Bianca have met a different fate”?
It’s shocking to say the least
The person whose so closed off and secretive comes to a complete stranger and asks a question that no one would’ve expected
You can’t say u don’t know what he’s talking about, you know of Bianca
I mean who doesn’t remember her? Maybe some newer campers but you’re especially familiar
So, with the options of letting Nico be torn apart by harpy’s from finding him out after curfew or letting him in, you chose the latter
You let him in and let him know it’s a bit difficult to see the possible alternate futures without the person directly there- but someone close to her would do
So you do what you need and see into her possible futures- albeit a bit difficult as her thread was cut many years ago
Well in the end you have to break the terrible news of the fact there was no way around it- unless someone else died in her place but even that was close to impossible of happening
He left with a small thanks and you knew he was gone once the crickets started chirping again
The next morning you see him around again- maybe even more
It was hard to say how it happened but before no time you two were like this 🤞
That’s to say- close)
It was before sunrise and the two of you were just chilling in the morning freshness near the lake
Usually Nico despised the morning- but he’d be up before 12 p.m today, just for you
You two sat there going about your usual teasing and sarcastically dark humored comments when he turns to you and blurts out
“I like you”
Your head obviously whipped from the rising sun to him just to see him facing the other way
Knowing him, he was probably flushed and even more? Scared of ruining your friendship
Maybe he was braver than you thought because he turns back to you and asks “did you see that?”
Obviously referencing your ability to see the future
The whole situation was just funny, maybe there was something wrong with you but maybe not since Nico was laughing too
Of course you two actually discuss things and soon after you were proud to announce your new relationship
Things weren’t all that different- Nico was still your best friend but even better, your boyfriend
You two would usually go on quests and stuff together
I mean it’d mean the possible end for anyone who dared to separate you two
Your future sight could confirm that
Well anyway,
Things remained the same, demigods you cared for died and life happened
Normal things for any demigod to go through but there’s a memory that especially stuck out
That one being when Nico had discovered your ability to change fate
It was not something to be expected of a demigod- especially a power as strong as this
Of course there’s some limits- you’re not exactly a god but it’s whatever
Yknow, because of the limits (rarely being able to use it unless in dire need)
when Nico ran out of juice and tired out, a monster or whatever it was that you guys were battling got him trapped and fear overtook you all at once
You don’t exactly remember how it happened but all you know is that it just did
And while the monster was originally fated to die and Nico was to be direly hurt- you changed it so it’d die from complications and Nico would be alright
What happened wasn’t really discussed until after the quest and until after you reached Nicos cabin
No one else (Hazel) was staying over so might as well join him in a nice cuddle sesh
The silence stretched for ages and everything must come to an end, so obviously that silence did
Nico spoke up in a way you could tell he was hyper aware of his wording and tone
“What…what was that power? I was clearly going to get hurt in the end”
He continued “and you blacked out, you don’t have to explain but if anything I’m just worried”
He tried being non chalant about it but his worry was prominent
“I’m able to change the fate of people- but only when in dire need and when I’m especially scared!” You arose and faced Nico panicked, trying to make sure he didn’t get the wrong idea.
Especially since you know how he resented Percy for not doing anything about she that shall not be named)
Nico sighed, sensing how you feel “I hope you didn’t hold that information thinking I’d be upset you didn’t change her fate- it hurts,it does and we both know it’s a sore topic but I’ve matured past blaming people”
You were surprised he directly brought up the elephant in the room but it didn’t end there
“I’m also sorry that I made you feel like you couldn’t talk about something about yourself.” He looked at you with a calm smile and his eyes softened “I love everything about you, so I wouldn’t blame you for anything that has nothing to do with you, even if something could’ve been changed.”
His whole speech was so heartfelt and the night ended with the tension eased and the two of you guys snuggled tightly with each other.
There’s of course some sweet moments between the two of you
It definitely makes for an interesting dynamic when you confess that you knew you’d end up with Nico and when he asks how or why or whatever
You simply reply that your strings are intertwined with one another
This definitely makes Nico more flustered than he’d like to admit
Even if you two never discuss this again he’s always thinking about
And thinking about how you and him are basically soulmates always reassures him when and if he ever feels insecure of your relationship
Not to mention how it’s got him giggling in secret but let’s not discuss that
Of course he doesn’t know if you’re being honest but it makes him feel warm and fuzzy all the same (it is true, I confirm)
Eventually you explore your abilities more but you end up wherever fate leads you(get it?😉) cringe ik 😔
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thek1ngtalks · 2 years
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Meeting...
Percy Jackson
Youre a bit of an oddball in camp. You were 15 when you were found, completely by accident. A saytr protecting another kid ran into you and that's the only reason he noticed you were a demigod.
You're,,, painfully normal, actually. Which, in a world of demigods and monsters, is in itself weird.
Being normal isn't a bad thing though. It's kept you and your parent safe, which is why they didn't put you on an immediate evac out to camp.
Sadly, your no monster streak was ruined as a frizzy red headed girl and a boy who looked like he tried to skate as a job while graffiting walls on the weekend broke into the band room you were trying to practice in
Great way to start off your highschool years, I assure you.
The redhead gives you a once over but deems you unimportant and starts trying to wedge herself between the wall and a bass drum.
The skater glanced between you and the red head before reluctantly joining her, hiding behind a bunch of bongos. They start whispering to each other, though it fails since you're pretty sure the red head's never whispered before
Your face pinches as you listen to them talk and like any normal person, you assume they're both crazy. Greek myths, what a joke.
Then, as the skater boy is about to reveal whatever big secret he's keeping, two cheerleaders step into the room. You vaguely remember them welcoming you in, although they called you a fish and stared at you funny.
Blah blah, they attack you, the skater boy– who the evil vampire ladies conveniently tell you the name of, Percy saves you both and then the school is on fire. Whoops?
Anyways, Percy brings you with him to camp, very shortly shows you around before things start getting crazy. Some centaur dude is on trial, Percy leaves for a quest and is dead for a little before he crashes his own funeral, overall a weird couple weeks.
After hiding in the Apollo cabin during the fight, handing things to the healers as they work, things seem to settle for a little.
He does come to see you to apologize for not being a very good guide and offers to show you a more detailed, and far more fun, intro to camp
That's when you start getting to know Percy more. His quirks, his skills, even his odd love of blue food.
He seems to seek you out often, answering only once that it's because you make everything so average.
You realize that with Percy's luck, everything is in extremes. When you're around though, he gets a break. If you can give him even a few minutes of peace, you don't really mind him calling you average (okay you still kinda do)
When you both inevitably start dating, no one's surprised. A few seemed disappointed they lost the apparent bet on Percy's love life, but no one was shocked considering how much Percy doted on you when you were around.
He also called you his good luck charm more than a few times, especially when you weren't around
Nico Di Angelo
You were a young mortal, emphasis on were. You had been a follower of the Chthonic Gods and with a life devoted to them, you got a bit of a cushy death.
You became a servant to Persephone, who had only needed a few extra hands temporarily and didn't care to dismiss you when things calmed down again. Obviously you don't remember much of your life but you were living a good death, so you weren't upset.
You had become an almost right-hand to her majesty, still a strong devote to her husband gave you a bit of a leg up in that regard.
And as her right-hand, she often gave you tasks she knew you could handle, you just weren't expecting to have to take care of a dandelion.
It definitely isn't one of the harder tasks she's had you do but it is more confusing. She had expressed that if one petal were to fall from it, Hades himself would send you to Tartarus, which is definitely NOT on your To Do List, so you've wisely took them to heart
You made sure to take it with you everywhere, taking care to keep the soil moist and talking to it often. You're not sure if it's helping but not a single petal has fallen yet, so you're positive that you're doing something right.
It's only after two weeks of this schedule that Persephone calls you to her room and tells you to bring the plant. Of course you listen
You're more than a little embarrassed when she turned the dandelion back into a broody teen, one who refuses to look back at you as he begins arguing with Persephone
Persephone dismisses you and the brooding boy takes that as his cue to leave with you, still avoiding your face
He thanks you for taking such good care of him and offers his name —Nico— but nothing else before he shadowtravels away
Over the next few weeks you find small trinkets from the overworld left in your room, in the spot you had left Nico's dandelion form.
After a month of this, you are walking with Persephone as she heads to her garden and are faced with 3 demigods
Your eyes meet Nico's and he seems embarrassed again before he begins arguing with Persephone again
You are ordered to help them navigate the underworld in search for Hades's newest symbol of power and Nico actually starts looking at you, talking to you, and being normal
He's quite nice and he doesn't seem to hold anything against you, which is nice. You get along a lot better when he can actually respond and after retrieving the sword, you ask Nico to drop his gifts off in person so that you can actually see him more.
It's barely a few years later when Nico leads you out of the Underworld in the midst of Thanatos being missing, apparently having already gotten Persephone's permission but oddly tight-lipped about how (he coughs up petals for a week)
As a human you begin aging again with small parts of your past coming back. Nico is delighted when you remember your name and makes sure to say it to you at least once a day in case you ever forget it again.
You follow him wherever he goes, even to Tartarus, and all of his friends are surprised when you announce your dating, only because they thought you already were
Nico has apparently been horribly obvious in his adoration of you and you're much the same
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[I was supposed to write a platonic soulmate shortfic with like 10 characters and accidentally wrote this instead. Congrats, I guess. (I'm still gonna write the other one, you can't stop me)]
[L0v3, k1ng]
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chasingpj · 1 year
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Hi! Congrats on the 1k! Your deserve it! Can I ask for a blurb ✒️of prompt 12 with Nico w/ a reader bff child of Hermes? Please!
𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲
“Can you remember how you died?”
pairing: nico di angelo x plantonic! reader
warnings: death, literally nico is traumatized enough he doesn't deserve this
category: angst, blurb
Nico felt like he was choking. His despair settled amongst his adam’s apple, heavy like a stone he couldn’t swallow down. 
Panicked, you take everything in, unsure how you even arrived in Charon’s rowboat. Part of you knew what this meant but you didn’t want to believe it. How could it be? With squinted eyes, you stare at the floor of the boat. 
How did I even get here? 
There’s a giant block in your memory, a giant firewall hiding the details of events. You were just on a quest, trudging through the forest of the Appalachian Mountains with your friends and then, you weren’t. 
Nico overlooks the Rive Styx’s by the shore, patiently waiting for your boat’s arrival. You haven’t noticed him yet and he was glad. Still, he was preparing for what he was going to tell you and to witness your reaction to it all. There’s a clench somewhere in his chest as he takes in the plentiful emotions rippling across your features. First, it was confusion, then frustration, and slowly, amidst the sadness, there was horror. 
Right as he looked away, unable to take in the sight any longer, you finally noticed his prescense. The sight of your closest friend, never did it fill you with dread as it did at the moment. Your approach wasn’t playful, there was no urge to tease the boy, pinch his cheeks as you usually would. 
This time there’s only sorrow. His being only reminded you of who he is, what he represents. The very thing you never thought twice about or judged him for, is what you’re faced with. 
You stared, waiting for him to look. Even as Charon docks his boat, Nico hesitates to come face to face with you.
“Nico, I-” Something flashes in his eyes and it clots up your throat. Despite the loss of words, your feet take you to him. You were eager for an answer, clinging to some hope the situation isn’t what it seems. 
Grasping on his forearms, your fingers stamp themselves into his skin. Your wide eyes, the hiccup in your breathing, he raises his forearms, grasping yours from underneath. He grips tightly to keep you stable on your feet and thanks his parentage he could still touch you like this. 
“Can you remember how you died?” Nico asks, voice breaking through the sureness of his initial delivery. 
“Is it really true? I’m dead?” 
Nico nods, the action shaking up the tears that settled stubbornly on his lower lid. The drops run down fast, the two of you standing there with matching damp cheeks, and the reality clicks in your brains at once. 
“Stay with me?” Nico nods before you could finish your request. “Stay with me until they send me somewhere, please. I don’t want to go alone.” 
Nico couldn’t imagine denying your request. He nods, almost frantic, through your desperate pleas. 
He was going to stay. You didn’t doubt it and yet, it only brought so little comfort. 
The boy slips out of your grasp and raises his arm to the side, a silent request to hook your arm with his. You do and he leads you with short, slow steps, uneager to arrive at your inevitable destination. 
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wisteriaiswriting · 2 months
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How about Percy Jackson characters reacting to meeting Male Reader who's the The Ghost Rider from Marvel comics
𝔾𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥 ℝ𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕣 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣
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ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕪 𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕠𝕟:
When you ride up on your motorbike, he’s thinking and saying, how cool it is.
But when he sees you riding on the side of a building, he has to be pulled away so he doesn’t hop on.
Will ask you to race on the water, you ride and he uses the water anyway. He loses.
Very quickly, he’ll set up a meeting between you and Tyson.
Constantly asks you to join his quests, which technically isn’t breaking the rules as you weren’t assigned.
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𝔸𝕟𝕟𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕙 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕤𝕖:
When you first show up she’s worried you’re similar to Ares.
She likely sees you on a quest, so she’s rightly weary.
Looks through everything to try find anything on you, finding very little.
She’ll ask about you, and if possible ask you face to… skull.
No matter how many questions she asks about or too you, she’ll always look for more.
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𝔾𝕣𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕌𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕:
He won’t get too close to you when you’re on fire.
Will try to keep you away from as many plants, and nature in general.
He does appreciate it whenever you protect him, scaring most monsters off.
Later in the friendship he’ll try to find fireproof wood, making you gifts from them.
If you’re ever in a forest or just surrounded by nature, he will keep an eye on you.
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ℕ𝕚𝕔𝕠 𝔻𝕚 𝔸𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝𝕠:
He either stays far away, or is curious, so he’ll hang around.
Due to his father being Hades, he likely knows some stuff about you.
When you first met him, (First time he showed up.) He’ll compare you to any similar mythomagic creatures.
When he finds out you can teleport, even if it’s short distances, he is so happy about it.
Often enough, when he’s tired from teleporting, you’ll need to let him ride with you.
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𝕃𝕦𝕜𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕟:
At first he believes you’re an enemy, so he tries to fight you.
Eventually notices you not fighting back, realizes his weapons are melting, and the fact you aren’t injured.
Will try to convince you to join, starts plotting if you do.
Plans around your powers, demanding to know them all.
Lets you charge some of the attacks, so you can do what is needed. Just dont ruin his plans.
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Requested: Nico di Angelo x Son of Nyx reader
Request: Nico do Angelo x Son of Nyx
Stepping out from the shadows, and into camp half-blood was always odd for you. Sometimes you felt that you didn't really fit in, the looks some campers gave you shadow traveled didn't dissipate that feeling either. The younger campers were usually afraid of you too until you started creating stars above their heads which brought a smile to their face, as it followed them around for a bit.
You understood to some extent why people didn't think you belonged here, a lot of them were of Olympian descent, your mother, however, had been one of the first goddesses. Maybe they were right to some degree, you couldn't help but feel they might be. But the one thing that still kept you tied to this camp was Nico di Angelo, your best friend.
He was a lot like you in many ways. He could shadow travel, and people often gave him weird looks as if he didn't belong there. Maybe that's why you felt so connected to him, you both felt cast out here.
Speaking of Nico, he was currently trying to sneak up on you. Shadows bending around him as he did, if it wasn't for your senses noticing the abnormality he would've been able to. But alas you noticed him, turning around and making the shadows dissipate around him, you smiled at him. "Nice try Neeks." He smiled bashfully at you, after being caught.
You both made your way further into camp while catching the other up on what had happened since you last saw each other. While walking his hand brushed against yours causing your cheeks to flush a bit, it was an odd feeling that hadn't happened before. Why was he all of the sudden having this effect on you?
As you both passed, the tall raven-haired Percy Jackson, seeing the way Nico looked at him almost lit rage in you. You couldn't explain why this was happening. This hadn't ever happened before, so why were you feeling like this now. It put you in a bad mood how it made you feel, why were you jealous of the boy you knew Nico had previously liked.
You muttered a 'see you later' to Nico, as you booked it to your cabin. Crashing on your bunk as you thought through it. You'd never even liked anyone before, so why Nico, why now? So many different thoughts played through your mind, you couldn't get it to slow down.
No one else elicited these feelings in you, not Percy Jackson, not Jason Grace, not Will Solace, not Annabeth Chase, or Piper McLean. No one else had ever even managed to gain your attention like that. So why Nico? Why now?
You were interrupted from your thoughts when your sibling Callisto came into the cabin. "You doing alright?" Something about the question and the obvious nature of the fact that you were not alright, made you angry. You couldn't even control the fact you were mad. Mad at yourself and your stupid feelings for Nico. You stormed out of the cabin, letting your shoulder knock into there's as you left. "I'll take that as a 'no'" you practically growled as he said that, your anger not doing anyone any favors.
The rest of the week was spent with you mad at everyone and hiding in the shadows. Refusing to come out, no matter how much someone looked for you. You didn't understand why you had to have feelings for him, or why any of it was just happening now. It didn't make sense. Nor did your anger, it seemed misplaced. But that's usually how it was.
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You were sitting in a tree away from most campers, and out of sight. Bending the shadows to keep you hidden. If it wasn't for Nico generating energy to try and shadow travel to you he wouldn't have even known you were here. "Y/n? You here? I just want to talk, you haven't talked to me at all this week. I just wanna know if you're okay. I miss you." His voice was distraught and shaky. You could tell he was upset, and it made you feel bad for hiding away from him. The fact your hiding had upset him, made your anger dissipate into guilt, the shadows surrounding you leaving with the anger.
"I'm sorry," you said rather quietly but enough for him to hear. You made your way down from the tree, standing in front of the raven-haired boy. "What're you sorry for, I'm not mad at you" he replied before pulling you into a hug, you could barely register what he said as your brain seemed to go dumb. The feelings you had for him made an appearance as your cheeks flamed with heat. "I- I'm sorry for hiding away from you." He looked at you a little surprised, "why were you hiding from me?" He seemed a little upset at your admittance.
You scratched the back of your head while trying to come up with an answer that didn't out your crush on him. But couldn't find one. "This isn't because I tried to hold your hand last week, right? Gods, you're straight, aren't you? I'm sorry, gods, I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable." Your eyes widened in shock, he liked you? Why did he like you? "You like me, why?" It was odd, you weren't used to these feelings, and now the chance of them being returned was so odd.
"I don't know why, I just do. You're always there, you understand me." Your cheeks seemed to flame, "I like you too, that's why I was hiding. I'm not used to feeling like this, I've never... I don't know at first it made me mad, but then again doesn't everything." He cut off your rambling gently pressing his lips to yours. When he did that, the emotion you felt created stars above you both, you didn't mean to make them it just seemed to happen. Nico pulled away grinning up at the stars that appeared underneath the tree you were under.
"Stop smirking." He snickered shaking his head, "sure thing Starboy" you groaned at the nickname. "Don't call me that." Nico laughed lightly "too late."
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thegayauthor · 1 year
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Nico Di Angelo x Son of Hypnos!Reader x Jason Grace
"Hey, sleepyhead. It's time to wake up." I heard and someone shook me awake.
"What?" I grumbled and saw Nico kiss my cheek.
"We have a date with Jason in a couple hours, now come on." He explained and I slowly sat up.
"Fine. I'll get ready, but two whole hours away?" I agreed.
"Yes, you need a least a half hour to be half awake and I've been trying to wake you for the last half hour." Nico answered, chuckling fondly.
"Fuck you." I said, but I was smiling and he knew it wasn't serious.
"Love you to. And I'll be back, I'm going to get you a snack because you clearly have been sleeping to much, this not eating." He said, kissing my cheek and getting up.
"Do you realize who's talking?" I asked.
"Yes, I do. And I don't forget that much, and when I do, I get a scolding from Jason." Nico answered before getting up.
"Ok, fine..." I said, giving up.
"Finally! Now I'll be back with a pop tart or something and you can eat before getting ready, and some coffee or tea. Whichever you prefer." He exclaimed.
"Probably tea right now, coffee is my all nighter drink, that would work to well." I said, emphasizing 'to'.
"Okay, I'll be back, green tea, like your grandma used to use?" He asked.
"Yes. Thanks." I said before barely sitting up and kissing his cheek. He smiled back and left to get the food.
"Hey, sleepyhead, you seriously need to wake up." Nico said as I opened my eyes again.
"Sorry, didn't even realize I slipped away." I said. Nico chuckled and handed me the food and drink. I just ate in silence and Nico helped me get ready.
By the end of the day, Jason, Nico, and I were sleeping peacefully entanglement in each other's limbs.
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TW: internalised homophobia, slurs (once, but i still wanted to tag it), suicidal thoughts/ideation, implied self–harm (only if you squint with binoculars).
if any of those makes you uncomfortable, stop reading. im not responsible for the works you consume.
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Nico throws himself on his bed with a huff— hitting the wooden headboard in the process, cursing his stupid luck —, letting out a groan as the exhaustion of today begins setting in his bones and muscles and lungs. He feels heavy, tired. He sighs, closing his eyes momentarily.
Today wasn't a particularly busy day— none of Nico's days are ‘busy’, but whatever. Technicalities —though having to teach sword–fighting to a bunch of hyperactive demigods, paired with the unbearable summer heat; that does things to you. Namely, overwhelms you, to the point of tears, in Nico's not so fun experience.
So, yeah. Maybe not one of his best days.
He's thankful that he at least had [Name] to help him. [Name] has this weird, calming charm that always managed to soothe Nico's meltdowns. He remembers the soft glide of [Name's] hands as he held his face, wiping his tears. The lithe fingers that interlocked with his calloused ones, making his ears heat up (Nico's sick in the head, he's sure). The calming words he murmured, his lips curving into a beautiful smile when he made Nico laugh.
Nico has the uncanny ability to notice even the smallest things. Having to live in a world that has monsters lurking in every corner, waiting to rip you apart, makes you more observant of your surroundings— more alert, too. Nico had to learn that skill the hard way, the years he spent in the labyrinth and in the streets unforgiving, though he's slowly learning to live with those memories of those times.
So, could he really be blamed when his eyes involuntarily drifted down at [Name's] lips?
(A light shiver went down his spine that moment, a cold and cruel voice whispering ‘Disgusting disgusting disgusting’ in his ear.)
[Name's] lips are always slightly chapped, always forgetting and losing his chapstick. It's quite comical, at this point. Nico often finds himself wanting to run his thumb across the pink skin, to lean in and taste [Name's] flavoured chapstick.
(And Nico deeply hates himself for feeling this way. For wanting this.)
A sick feeling makes itself known in his stomach, churning. Nico wants to puke. He finds himself wanting this often, when dreaming and thinking about gentle smiles and soft, innocent touches.
(He's a freak of nature, a pervert. He's afraid that [Name] will leave him if— after —he finds out about Nico's perverted thoughts. Then again, he'd deserve it, and a thousand things more.
Nico deserves to have his heart pierced by a thousand knives. He wonders if having [Name] do it would hurt more, or make his death more bearable, painless. He doesn't deserve a painless death.)
Gods, he hates how this feeling— pathetic and disgusting feeling —makes him so… so vulnerable and helpless. Nico feels so defenseless when [Name] smiles sweetly at him. When Percy came and saved him time and time again. When Will offered and took care of him in the infirmary.
He doesn't remember when this feeling came to be. Maybe he always was like that, a weird boy that likes other boys. Maybe it's a curse. Nico doesn't know, and at this point it doesn't matter which it is. All he knows is that he's a disgusting pervert, wishing each night to have another boy to hold him close as they both sleep. He's a disgrace to his family.
Oh, his family. His father, mother, his sisters. What would Hazel think if he confessed to her these sinful thoughts of his? What would Bianca think? They'd hate him, as they should. That's the least Nico deserves. Zeus should've smote him along with his mother. He should've been long dead. Maybe, if he wasn't such a coward, he'd have the guts to do so himself. And yet, Nico can't bring himself to pierce his own heart when he thinks of [Name's] angelic laugh.
(It's ironic how Nico's surname paints him as something he's not. He's far from being an angel, with thoughts like these. It fits [Name] much better, he thinks.)
He digs his nails— that [Name] helped paint dark red, a colour he insisted suited Nico —into his arms, trying desperately to muffle his cries.
(When did he start crying?)
His nails leave red, crescent marks, surely to bruise and stand out against his olive skin. He folds his legs to touch his chest, his hands now gripping his dirty jeans. He rests his head on his knees, ignoring the ache in his spine from how uncomfortable the position is.
Nico wants to scream and shout to the world, to the Gods that made him this way; a freak. A faggot who's hopelessly in love with his friend. His arms sting, he notices. Nico ignores it.
He gets up, slowly, his joints and muscles aching. Well, it's what he deserves, for thinking so inappropriately of his friend. How disgusting could he get, truly.
As he gets up from his bed, Nico wishes to find comfort in [Name's] arms. With a scowl, he pushes the thought aside, changing to his pyjamas, his dirty clothes laying on the obsidian floor. Nico tucks himself again, pulling the blanket all the way up, covering his head, ashamed that the world sees him like this, stupidly in love with someone he's not supposed to have.
Nico falls asleep, dreaming of perfect eyes staring into the black void that are his, as red flows from his neck, staining his shirt.
Nico wakes up with a mouthful of his hair in his mouth. He groans, turning to the other side. He is met with the most beautiful sight— he is biased, but that's not the point. The point is that he, Nico di Angelo, has a literal god sleeping next to him.
[Name] stirs by the sudden shift in the mattress, his hazy eyes meeting Nico's. Nico leans and kisses him on the jaw, earning a content hum.
“Good morning beautiful,” he says, letting [Name] wrap his arms around his neck, burying his face in Nico's shoulder. He hums again in response, Nico chuckling. He places a hand to his back, rubbing slow circles.
“Did you sleep well?” Another hum from [Name] comes, this time muffled. [Name] leans back, his arms still loose around Nico's neck. He looks at Nico for a solid second, Nico's ears heating up from the attention, kissing a mole under his eye.
He buries his face again, muttering, “I love you,” combining through Nico's tangled dark hair, smiling. Nico smiles, too.
“I love you, too,” Nico says, sighing and closing his eyes again. Maybe loving [Name] isn't that bad, he thinks.
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kekaki-cupcakes · 6 months
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Hi! Imma resend my req then cause yep.
Could I pls get Nico with a super rich pretty boy (mortal) that’s like very affectionate and looks like a airhead but just like completely changes when it comes down to business like becomes super serious? And he’s like super big in making Nico blush with lavish and thoughtful gifts or trips to compensate cause he can’t like fight monsters? Feeel free to decline!
Ps: I loved ur Connor stoll x mortal fic!
Hey <333 so this was kinda changed around a bit and also mixed with a request for Nico x Son of Eros from ages ago, so whoever asked for that, here it is!
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red roses and ghost flowers---Nico x flirty son of Eros
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-Nico doesn’t know how to react.
-First of all, touch is a big no no for him, it makes him feel claustrophobic and stuck and there’s a lot of reasons he really doesn’t like that feeling. But then you came along, and suddenly maybe if he’s outside in the open spaces and you run up and wrap your arm around his shoulder, it might just be okay. 
-You just wear the prettiest rings and give him the prettiest rings, that holding hands isn’t the worst thing. Just because of the rings. Definitely. Not because of how your knuckles sit against his the way your thumb rubs against the scars covering his palms. 
-His hands. Holy Hades, you seemed to have this obsession with doing that silly bow and pressing your lips to the back of his hand every time he saw you. 
-Which was a lot. 
-Maybe it was meant to be, or maybe it was because Nico sort of detoured a little to wander past the Eros cabin or pop into the arts and crafts center. Just to see how Annabeth was doing teaching the weaving classes, of course. Not because you were usually in the back making another little thing.
-Nico ended up with a lot of those little things. They filled an entire coffin shaped shelf in his by now, but he couldn’t exactly get rid of them. The skull shaped candle was just too on point, you must’ve found a real skull for comparison, and that was dedication Nico couldn’t just throw away. And then there was a vinyl record of an old band Maria had taken him to with Bianca. However you had found that, it must've taken a lot of time and money. It would be rude to get rid of something like that.
-Of course the bouquets were always chucked out every few days, but only when Nico had touched the soft petals with a smile too much and they’d started to shrivel.
-Nico was still convinced Hazel was the mole, running to find you every time the sunflowers or the red roses or the ghost flowers [He hated to admit that they were really cool] wilted, because then another bunch of flowers would turn up on the doorstep of the Hades cabin with a pink silk holding them together. 
-Even the Mythomagic cards you’d found stayed on the shelf, although Nico already had them. They were from you. It would be rude. And they sort of made him grin a little bit. You paid so much attention, why wouldn’t that make him grin? 
-Especially because, well, you could be paying attention to anyone else. Literally anyone. There were people clawing their way into the sparring classes you went to. Not that they had much of a reason to watch, you spent most of the time holding a sword and then blinking in confusion at the instructor, who’d given up by now. 
-Archery was a whole different story though, and Nico had to admit, he had sort of gone to watch you do that a few times. 
-On one hand, you weren't exactly bad looking, but on the other hand all he could see was Eros laughing cruelly and launching volley after volley of heart shaped arrows into Nico’s limbs in that shadowy place filled with broken statues and pillars. It was safe to say he had a bit to work through, but the fact you still ran up with a grin considering the first time Nico met you, he had a full blown panic attack and then Jason nearly bit you, he figured you couldn’t do much harm. 
-The son of Jupiter still watched your interactions carefully, but Nico had convinced him to tone down the growling part. 
-Then you’d both bonded over the fact that your dads sucked majorly, and now Nico was sort of concerned that Jason might steal his- his… his whatever you were [apart from way too pretty]
-Nico had to admit, you were really good looking. Something about the shininess of your eyes and the way your smile was so sharp had to be some sort of love god trickery, but it made his stomach fill with the souls of the departed and shadows to thicken in the corner. 
-You didn’t even mind when the grass wilted around him and the air got a bit too cold to be normal. 
-One time you even picked him up and just carried Nico princess style to the pavement that couldn’t shrivel and turn brown. That certainly helped the bad feelings inside his head take a break and admire your arms. 
-He figured when you showed up one night in your normal camp clothes and a pink bow tie to take him to the first showing of Scream 6 [Nico liked explaining how many stabs it would actually take to kill the characters], that there really was no back peddling.
-So he took the bouquet of ghost flowers from you and then held both the flowers… and your hand. 
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heartmii · 7 months
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TOA 00
✮⋆˙apollo x male!reader
!warnings!: male reader but can be seen as gn, angst, mentions of blood.
✮⋆˙ this was honestly a fic idea i had for a while but since toa isn't really that popular, i figured it wouldn't do too well so instead here's a one-shot! Has been continued !
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"nonono.. beloved..." the god whispered as he dropped onto his knees beside your bloodied body. his hands trembling when he reached out to touch you.
your eyes were shut when he arrived at your spot. an opening deep in the forest behind his temple. after he'd set the sun and, his sister took her shift, he would then meet you here. here, where he learned of your body, and you learned his. here, where the whispers of intimacy stayed between two souls. here, where, apollo, the all-powerful god, submitted to a mortal and allowed his body to be used for love.
now, in the shadow of his love, was only grief. for as long as you love, grief will one day be in its place. a game of chance. it is said love is a fool's emotion as only a fool would jump into a game knowing the outcome would be a loss.
and perhaps, the god was the biggest fool of them all. loving a mortal promised nothing but loss, yet, when your eyes flickered open and connected with his, a fool was what he became once again.
his heart thumped against his chest. grief soon turned into hope. although your eyes were weak, and your skin was paling. you were alive. breathing. death had not claimed you, there was a chance you could live — a chance he could save you.
"apollo." even on your deathbed, his name would roll off your tongue like honey. he was worshipped, and his name was said many times a day by mortals wishing for his blessings or his wisdom.
but, your call for him was different. when you called for him it wasn't for him as a god, there was no expectation behind your words, no secret goal. if you did expect anything, if there was a goal, it was nothing more than simply just the presence of apollo. you would say his name gently as if you didn't want to scare him off, a reminder he could let his guard down around you.
there's a difference in being valued for what you could give versus being valued for who you were. something apollo could not comprehend until he met you. "what is it, beloved?" he murmured, his attempt to be gentle with you in your fragile state as his cheek leaned into the hand you had outstretched towards him.
your thumb rubbed circles against his skin. "I've been waiting for you." apollo swallowed down a sob. he could hear it in your voice, how hard it was for you to speak full sentences. broken breaths in between each of your words.
quickly, he answered before you could speak again. "i know, love, i know. it was my father's doing. he dispatched hermes to distract me... he knew i was coming to see you..." he let out a shaky breath, "my father punished you to punish me."
zeus's cruelty was nothing new to apollo. his father had been cruel to him his whole life. it was the whole reason he began the revolt against him alongside hera and poseidon in the first place. to be liberated from his father's tyranny.
they'd been found out, of course. hera had already received her punishment. she was to be suspended into the sky wrapped in chains. all of olympus winced as she cried through the night but no one dared to help her out of fear of their "mighty" king.
he wasn't supposed to hurt you. never in a thousand years would apollo have done any of this with the knowledge that you could be caught in the crossfire between him and his father. this wasn't how their game went. zeus had never gone after his lovers before. but dammit, he should've known better. he should've known his father would make sure to break him down. come for his every weakness. now, because of his carelessness, you are a pinch close to death. practically drowning in your own blood and only being able to use the tree stump behind you for support to stay upright.
the longer apollo's eyes stayed on your struggling figure, the foggier they became. "oh, im so, so, sorry." he choked out, the sob he swallowed down earlier forcing its way back up his throat. "this is all my fault."
he felt your thumb swipe at tears he wasn't aware he'd been shedding. how could you still be so gentle with him after he had put you in this situation? so attentive even though you were the one who needed the most attention?
And your eyes, they bore into his with the same amount of warmth as always. "hey.. its okay...we'll be okay." you mustered up a smile and, for a second, apollo believed your words, that everything would be okay. because your superpower was making him - everyone - feel like everything would be okay.
reality hit him with a strangled cough coming from you. he jumped, immediately, blinking away the rest of his tears as his hands helped to support you, your blood coating him. his breath quickened. every second you were falling further into the embrace of death. he was wasting time moping instead of helping.
apollo trembled as he went to press a hand over your wound. "let me heal you."
"no," you denied. it was all you could say with the little bit of strength you had left.
a helpless cry left apollo's lips, his tears flowing once again. your answer did not surprise him. in fact, he expected it. in all of your meetings with apollo, you never failed to mention that you cherished the value of a mortal life. to value which is rare, and what is more rare than a mortal life with the only promise that it would one day end.
apollo was a god. he was never born to die but born to continue living and changing as time allowed. life meant little to him, he'd taken many lives without much thought just as much as he created lives.
that was normal in the life of a god but, you were not a god. only a man. a fact that was being painfully made apparent more so now than ever.
power coursed through apollo's body and, yet, he could not get himself to use it. you were just a man. a man who got a god to submit to your will. you taught him the value in life, the value in you. in turn, he could not disregard your wishes as he could anyone else. he hated it. apollo hated how he loved you so much, he couldn't be selfish. how even when you were slipping through his fingers, he stopped himself from healing you because he knew you would be unhappy if he did, and he would be dammed if he was the reason for your unhappiness.
it was childish to believe that at the doors of death would you change your mind, abandon your humanity, and beg him to save you. "is this really what you want..." he asked. a plead, his last attempt to bargain with you.
you didn't answer his question. he preferred that. it left room to wonder, pretend there was a chance at something else. instead, you reached behind his head, pushing it forward until it gently bumped against your own. you didn't speak at first, opting to admire the face of your lover one last time.
“you're so beautiful..." you breathed out through your staggered breath.
apollo scowled at your words. Not finding the humor in your inappropriate timing for a compliment. “really? that's what you have to say right now." he frowned, his lips jutting into a familiar pout.
“it's true," you hummed, bumping noses with him.
he allowed you to indulge in your affections, scrunching his nose in response. a pointless attempt at gaining some type of normalcy within the situation. yet, the reality loomed over him. he could not shake it off as easily as you. “you’re dying and your last words to me are going to be something I hear from everyone.”
your laugh was music to his ears. soft, like your voice, but full of joy. the type of laugh that could light up a room and have even the gloomiest laugh along with you. he needed to savor it. to imprint the sound in his mind for the days he needs the encouragement to keep going. you found laughter even in a moment like this.
"it's only a matter of truth," you said, eyes flickering to his lips followed by a tilt of your head. when your lips brush, you murmur against his lips. "besides, wouldn't you miss hearing it from me the most?"
his stomach flutters at your words. of course he'd miss hearing your praise. not just for his beauty, but for anything. he held you in the highest regard, like you were a god yourself. but, it was easier to pretend he didn't care, and instead leave those words unspoken.
he settled for angling his lips to meet yours and disregarding your previous question. "you're being ridiculous." apollo mumbles, ignoring his aching heart.
then there is only silence as the two of you lean in to close the gap between you. like a magnet pulling you forward. when your lips touch, there's an immediate desire. your teeth smacking against each other, your hand pulling apollo's head in closer, deepening the heated kiss as much as you could. he didn't expect to feel droplets on his cheeks. you had cried. the realization made him want to weep.
you had nothing to lose, so you gave it your all. one last time.
the pull away was hesitant, and even then, your lips still ghosted one another's. forehead's touching, your eyes met. "i love you," you declared as if it was the first time you had confessed.
"i love you too." a silent goodbye hidden behind the desperation of his words.
you sighed contently as your expression softened and your eyes shut with a smile. apollo wanted to speak, to yell at you to keep your eyes open. keeping them on him until you couldnt anymore instead, he chose not to speak. the look on your face didn't let him.
you were happy. happy to accept your fate. you showed no signs of regret, no anger, no guilt, nothing that would keep you on this earth any moment longer. dying happily. who was apollo to take that from you?
his cries and begs would only put stress on you. you didn't deserve that. your death had to be just as beautiful as your birth.
so, apollo continued to sit there, watching your breath. how after a few seconds, it would begin to slow down, and the little tufts of warm air he felt against his cheek gently came to a stop. the cool air of nature taking its place.
your body was heavy against his. cold too. he didn't care, he would hold you until you were warm again. soon, as the hours went by, he would have to bring upon another day. a day that you would not get to be apart of.
until then, he would hold you under the moonlight one last time
they were caught. after making it onto the ship and successfully snagging caligua’s stupid sandals, they were taken by surprise by a horse. It was ridiculous. as piper laid out cold on the steed’s back, apollo made conversation about his demise. It was a nerve racking walk to the emperor’s throne room. caligua wasn’t merciful and apollo wasn’t sure of the whereabouts of meg and jason.
as a god, he thought he saw everything. but as lester, the surprises were never ending.
they made it to caligua’s throne, apollo’s eyes immediately scanning how many enemies were in the room. he wasn’t shocked to see the loyal attendants of caligua, nor was he shocked to see meg and jason trapped beside him.
but when his eyes settled onto the person beside caligua’s throne, apollo wanted to throw up. his heart thumping against his chest making him lose his breath. It was you. how was this possible? you died in his arms. In Ancient Greece.
reading the shock on his face, you dared to give him the smile he loved most as you stood behind the enemy. with a tilt of your head and a wave, you greeted him, “hello apollo, long time no see.”
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bagerfluff · 4 months
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Y/n: Who hurt you?
Nico: Do you want a list or what?
Y/n: *drawing their weapon* Actually, yes
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bomber-grl · 3 months
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Nico Di Angelo x Child of Hades
Pairing(s): Nico Di Angelo x Gn!Reader (platonic/familial)
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It was difficult being a child of Hades
I mean everyone seemed to hate you and for whatever reason you were put into the lotus casino
You spent decades there and unbeknownst to you- your half siblings also stayed there during the same time
Well that was the past- you were currently in the underworld and because of your fathers liking towards your mortal parent you’ve been getting spoiled
Especially since you’re one of few children of his
So while walking around Hades palace you were called upon by your father
I mean sure, you hadn’t done anything bad in particular but the constant bickering from your step mom really got on your nerves
So maybe hades sensed that- who knows
Well what you do know is the reason you were called upon
That reason being your half sibling that you were currently made aware of
His name was Nico and now you were gonna be forced to hang out with each other on part of your father
It is a hassle, but Nico's chauffeur Jules Albert ended up driving you to wherever you were going in the end
You two were practically glued to the opposite sides of the car but once you got to your destination (a mall) you were left to “bond” or whatever
You half expected Nico to immediately leave your side but he surprisingly didn’t and actually walked around with you
You both went by stores (and he was weirdly obsessed with hot topic) but whatever
It wasn’t until you both sat at the food court that you guys finally started talking the same language
You learned of his background (when he was born and that he stayed at the lotus casino) which you ended up revealing was your backstory
You two bonded over it sorta but only really when you both ventured across the underworld
You don’t remember how it happened but you were suddenly attacked and even if you’d hate to admit it- you really didn’t think Nico’d have your back
So when he suddenly attacked and slayed the monster with zero hesitation it took you by surprise
I mean it’d be a lie to say you two haven’t been getting closer and closer but there was still a barrier and obvious distance Nico kept you at
This instance made a thick tension and while you two were setting camp while in the underworld he began to talk
He was pleased to know that you’re from around the same time period and the evening (if you can even call it that, the whole underworld is basically pure night) was spent with you two chatting away with the troubles of having to go back into modern day society
It was nice for Nico- I mean when he was first introduced to you he thought the worst
Which can you even blame him?
Well regardless, knowing he has another sibling is nice
I mean you’re obviously not all that close but lately he’s been relating to you and the two of you had made jokes about your dad and old lives
Which in a way is nice, especially since most people get uncomfortable when he just wants to talk about how he feels
Well eventually the conversation turns to the attack he had launched on that monster that was going at you
You took note of how panicked he seemed to protect you and you voiced that
He seemed stiff and when you reassured him you didn’t need to know more he said it was fine
And explained the whole ordeal with Bianca and the lotus casino and how in a way, you’re really his sibling now
I mean actually
You two have fun but argue and it’s never too much
Not to mention how you just get each other
He voices that and when he’s done he’s grateful you don’t take it as weird or awkward and just listen
After that you two are definitely more close and if you chose to vent too then he’d be there for you too
On a lighter note, you two end up realizing you have a lot of your powers in common
I mean you can raise the dead, shadow travel, etc so you two definitely compare and improve together
On a lesser good note, you’re introduced to camp
Everyone’s shocked to see you since they didn’t expect hades to have another secret child
You get pretty much the same treatment as Nico unless you’re more extroverted and approachable
Which makes things worse because you two start being compare
Which is absolute butt cheek
I’d imagine that if you meet when Nico’s younger then he’d be a bit hesitant to get close to you
Especially since it might feel like a betrayal to Bianca but he soon realized you were your own person and his love for you as his sibling wouldn’t be a crime
Anyway I’d imagine you’d be the first person he’d come out to
He’s definitely buzzing with nervous energy but if you reassure him and if you’re queer and tell him too, well he’s glad to know you trust him enough and that you basically gave him collateral in case you ever betrayed him
Either way he’s glad that you support him and becomes a bit more confident, even if by a little
Eventually Nico gets with Will and you’d probably you are the first person he told about it and introduced you two if he didn’t already
Either way there’s some ups and downs with Nico as a sibling but he’s overall pretty cool as a brother
Just a bit emo
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aphroditelovesu · 5 days
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Yandere poly Nico and will from Percy Jackson please 🙏🏼 I love your work 🥰
❝ 💀 — lady l: It's almost 4am and I haven't slept yet, but I needed to write this before I forget lol. I got a little carried away, but I hope you like it and forgive me for any mistakes! 🤎🖤
❝tw: toxic relationships, polyamourous, manipulation, obsessive and possessive behavior, forced relationship (?).
❝☀️pairing: yandere!nico di angelo/yandere!will solace x male!reader.
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Nico and Will were quite satisfied with their current relationship. They matched, they had common interests and future plans to be realized. That said, they weren't thinking about adding a third demigod to their relationship or being obsessed with you in general. You shared many of the same interests as them and had a personality that complemented the couple's dynamic. It was as if you were made by the gods themselves to complete them.
Nico thoroughly enjoyed your company and he felt comfortable around you, something he felt with few people. You made him laugh, feel happy and understood and di Angelo found himself wanting more and more that feeling you brought in him. A feeling of belonging to something, that he belonged to you.
Will, on the other hand, was a little more skeptical at first. That didn't mean he didn't like you, he was just more cautious. As he got closer to you, mainly because of his boyfriend, Solace understood what Nico saw in you. You had something that attracted people to you, that attracted them to you.
In conversations about different topics, both Nico and Will found themselves mentioning you more and more. You were a constant presence in their lives, and your company was always pleasant and welcome. It was then that they began to consider the possibility of including you in their relationship in a more intimate and meaningful way.
Nico and Will wouldn't force you into a relationship with them. If they can't have you romantically, that's okay, they have other ways of keeping you with them. As long as you were theirs, they would be fine with it.
For Nico and Will, it was important that this new phase of their relationship was based on respect, consent and mutual love. They believed you could bring a new dimension to their relationship, enriching their lives in ways they had never imagined. They were eager to see how this new configuration could further strengthen the bonds between them.
And when you said yes, when you accepted them, it was the happiest moment of both of their lives. You were finally theirs to love, to own, and to adore.
The relationship with them is quite dynamic and comfortable, you suppose. They respected you and respected your limits and choices, although they would always give you their opinions. You have a lot of freedom, you can hang out with your friends and go on missions, although Nico doesn't particularly like it, he knows he can't lock you away. or can he?
Nico is the clingiest of the three of you and it shows when he loves to snuggle next to you or just stay by your side, even if in silence. He likes to steal t-shirts from you, as a mild form of marking you as his, and also because he likes them.
In addition to being clingy, Nico is also quite overprotective and as a result, he can become possessive. He just wants you to be safe, why is this so hard? Nico has already lost someone he loved, he won't lose you too. It doesn't matter if you know how to fight, he won't allow it.
Will is already more subtle in his displays of affection, but that doesn't make him any less clingy. He likes to hold your hand, sing hymns, and appreciate your beauty when no one is watching. You can expect many poems written by him, all of them describing how much he loves you.
Solace is more jealous and possessive than Nico, although he doesn't show it as much. His normally warm and gentle gaze will harden, his mouth will form a thin line, and his grip on you will tighten. He doesn't like to show his jealous moments, but he can't help the hatred that arises within him when someone gets too close to you.
They both make a wonderful duo and they knew how to manipulate you if they so choose. Nico is the most emotional manipulator, he will make you feel guilty when you are being stubborn. Will is already the cruelest manipulator, he knows how to make you feel bad about yourself and he will use that to his advantage to keep you with them.
They adore you, love you, albeit in their twisted way. They will spoil you and adore you from head to toe, all you have to do is be good to them and listen to them. You won't be allowed to go on missions without them by your side, nor will you be allowed to make friends that they don't approve of. Your life should revolve around them.
You don't want to get on their bad side. Nico is the son of Hades, he has his own means of taking whoever he wants from you, whoever he thinks is interfering in your relationship. And Will knows very well how to manipulate people to keep them away from you. And they are not against killing to keep with them.
You are theirs the moment they met you but you officially became theirs when you agreed to enter into their relationship. A relationship you can never end. Nico and Will will take good care of you, however, don't worry.
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supercap2319 · 4 months
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"So, Nico?" Y/N sat down next to the son of Hades as they watched Will trying to teach Percy some healing techniques. It wasn't going well. Will looked flushed and angered that Percy didn't place the bandaid right on the fake training dummy they were using to practice on.
"Yes?" Nico turned him. His dark eyes were shining with uninterestedness.
"You had a crush on Percy, right?"
"Had being the operative word." Nico twisted his skull ring nervously as if talking about his former crush made him anxious. "Why do you ask?"
"Just curious. I just figured that when you found out that Percy was single after he and Annabeth broke up, you'd try to get together with him."
"Why would I? I have a sunshine boyfriend." Nico gestures towards Will.
"Aren't you guys on a break?" Y/N asked.
Nico looks shocked. "Who told you about that?"
Y/N giggles. "The Aphrodite cabin."
"Remind me to send an army of the undead to ruin their makeup and clothes." Nico grumbles.
Y/N laughed again.
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pjomakesyourkidsgay · 21 days
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🌔my works!
clarisse la rue ⚔️
love magic
annabeth chase 🦉
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piper mclean 🎀
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hazel levesque 💎
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rachel dare 🎨
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zoe nightshade 💫
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silena beauregard 🦋
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percy jackson 🌊
late night talks
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Requested: Solangelo x Demigod Male reader
Request: the reader is worried about something happening to Will and Nico while they go on a quest, so he avoids them
Your boyfriends were both getting ready to go on a quest, you weren't allowed to come with as they already had enough people. But you wanted to come. You wanted to be there to protect them, but you couldn't. And it was majorly affecting your mood, the sooner it got to them leaving the more anxious you got. You couldn't seem to sit still.
Your hands shook as you sat on Will's bed, you couldn't seem to get them to stop. Every negative possiblity of what could happen to them seemed to play through your mind. You wouldn't be there to stop it either of any of them actually happened.
Will walked up to you, taking one of your hands in his. "Hey, is everything alright? Do you feel alright, you look a little pale, and youre shaky." You shook your head, mumbling that you were alright. Something he didn't seem to believe, but he didn't press you on the subject. "Why don't you go check on Neeks, see if he needs your help getting his bag ready." You just nodded trying to hide the disdain on your face that gave away how you felt about this quest. You know both of them could take care of themselves and each other, but you still worried.
You left cabin 7, making you way towards cabin 13. Opening the door to see Nico packing a backpack with his necessities, he turned around when he heard you enter offering a small smile. Usually he'd make some joke, about how you couldn't stay away from him, but today he remained affectionate with you and was being way kinder than normal. No teasing, from either of the boys which was odd, usually your lovers teased you quite frequently loving the way you got bashful. But today there wasn't any of it.
"So, how do you feel about us leaving?" Your hands seemed to shake, you couldn't really find an answer appropriate for his question. You didn't want to tell him, that they both shouldn't go, cause that wasn't your place. But you also couldn't say that they should go, cause that would be dishonest. You really just didn't know how to answer him. You also didn't want the only reason they decide not to go, being because you were anxious.
"umm I don't know, it'll be weird without you guys here. Just be safe, don't put yourself in anymore danger than need be. And take care of each other." Your words were quiet, way more quiet than usual, which gave Nico the real insight to how you were feeling. He could tell you didn't want them going, and that you were nervous and worried about them going.
He walked over to you gently pulling you into a hug, your head immediately meeting his chest. "We're always careful, and we'll be extra careful just so we can make it back to you." It reassured you a lot hearing that. His words seeming to set your mind at ease.
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Still the next day came, they'd be leaving today. It was all the plagued your mind, so you needed to distract yourself. You spent the day trying to do anything but be in there general vicinity. You went from the lake, to Hephaestus cabin to hang out with Leo, to bunker 9 with Leo, eventually leaving there to go hide out in your own cabin.
It was now noon and you had been hiding most of the day, and you were still trying to hide out in your own cabin. Which proved to be the wrong move, as now you were under your bunk as Will and Nico came through the door looking for you. They didn't seem mad, more so confused.
You thought you were in the clear, but then Will bent down to look under your bunk and his eyes met yours. "Why are you hiding?" His hand met yours to help pull you from under the bed, you weren't ready to climb out yet though so you pulled your hand back. "I'm hiding from the world" Nico and Will both looked at you sympathetically, "This doesn't happen to do with the fact we're leaving on a quest today, right?" You went quiet, as you tried to push yourself back further under the bed.
"So it does," after Will said it, he stood up and moved to where he could slide under the bed next to you, Nico following to do the same on the other side. Both boys wrapped you up in a hug, your face burying itself in Will's chest.
And they did return, they came back to you. They always did.
"y'know everything's gonna be okay, right?" Nico gently stroked your hair, as he whispered reassurances to you. "We're gonna be okay, we're gonna come back to you if that's what your worried about." Will kissed your head, as he held you closer.
After a while of a being under the bed Nico spoke up "can we crawl out from under the bed now?" You all laughed and agreed, both of them crawled out first, then Will gently pulled you out from under the bed and into his arms.
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Eventually the time came and they had to leave for their quest, you all stood by the entrance to camp as you said your goodbyes. Hugging your boyfriends as they promised to return to you.
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